The rooms where Minsa and the people still live are on the highest floor of the Penglai Inn, and the night breeze is a little cool at night. www.biquge.info Mingsa got up to close the window, but the cool wind couldn't dissipate Mingsa's curiosity about the Demon Shengjing.

She stood in front of the window, her long hair and robe blown by the evening breeze, and she hunted and danced.

The direction in front of the window of this room is just facing Xuanji Pavilion.

The rest of the houses are one or two floors, and the rooms of the inn on these three floors can overlook all the houses in front of them. In this way, Xuanji Pavilion can see more clearly at the end of his eyes.

I don't know if it was affected by what the two men at the next table said during the meal. Minsa subconsciously looked at the highest place of Xuanji Pavilion, a bright moon was like an ice wheel, and the great perfection illuminated the four directions. In the midst of the ice wheel, at the highest spire of the Xuanji Pavilion, there stood a woman with her hair pulled.

The distance was too far for Minsa to see her figure and face clearly. But in the wind, her white cloak rose with the wind, but she did not pull it tight.

That's the proprietress of Xuanji Pavilion?

The white cloak and white moonlight reflected her thick black hair, and Minsa seemed to be able to understand that her eyes were as desolate as snow at the moment.

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The next day, when the weather was a little colder, Minsa and Stillshu each placed a thick cloak from a nearby shop.

Passing by the side of the road, he was still attracted by a small and inconspicuous stall. The stall owner was an old woman, very tall, with wrinkles crawling on her bruised face.

When she saw that she was still coming this way, although her speech was not clever, she still greeted warmly: "Young master, eat some ginger cake." It's cold, ginger cake warms up..."

Still Shu smiled at her, whether it was the steamed ginger cake on the stall, or the old woman of the demon clan just said, it made him feel very cordial, it seemed that someone had said this in the depths of his memory, and he felt extremely warm when he thought of this sentence.

In the early morning, a street outside the inn was full of hot food stalls, and for some reason, he still had a soft spot for this most unattractive ginger cake.

The ginger cake looks very ordinary, grayish and yellowish, and the smell is not very attractive to Minza. I had no choice but to buy three or four of them, and I had to give one to Mingsa, so Mingsa had to take it.

"This... Is it that delicious? Minsa took a bite, and a spicy smell of ginger rushed into his throat, choking Mingsa even to speak.

"Warm up!" Still smiling, he could see that he really enjoyed the spicy taste.

While eating, the two continued to walk towards Xuanji Pavilion.

There was already a long queue at the gate of Xuanji Pavilion, and it was bustling and lively. Most of them are members of the Golden Family, they are young and handsome, richly dressed, and radiant.

Minsa and still Shu looked towards the gate, and there was a sign standing next to the gate that read: "Welcome today! ”

These four big characters, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, are written very casually, and there is an inexplicable domineering atmosphere in the casualness.

Still Shu and Minsa followed behind the group, and in a few moments, a group of people had already followed behind them. In order not to reveal that they didn't know anything about Xuanji Pavilion, they still patted the person in front of him, and pretended to ask casually: "The boss lady welcomes guests today..."

This person looked at him and told him again, and saw that he was extraordinary, and he happened to be bored in line, so he opened up and complained to still Shu: "No, how can we guess the thoughts of the proprietress." ”

"The subordinate who is staring at me in my house suddenly sent a message early this morning, saying that it suddenly opened, and I didn't have time to make all the preparations, so I rushed here with a plate!"

Seeing that this person was cold and resentful, he still said with a faint smile: "Hard, hard..."

"Each other, each other!" The boy in front of him smiled politely at the young man.

"We're right on the first day, and tomorrow and the next two days, there will be more people here. The people in the town from all over the world, when they heard that Xuanji Pavilion was welcoming guests, they all wanted to take advantage of the past three days to try their luck. Otherwise, we will have to wait another three months..."The man sighed softly, not without helplessness.

Yes, yes, he still said it, but in his heart he was trying to figure out the meaning of his words.

Xuanji Pavilion opens once every three months, for three consecutive days each time. And the specific day it starts depends on the mood of the proprietress . Therefore, the rich young masters in the neighboring towns have arranged for the people in the house to keep an eye on this neighborhood. In order to come and queue up on the first day of the opening of Xuanji Pavilion.

But what does he mean by luck?

Still thinking about it, the son in front of him stared at the half-eaten ginger cake in his and Minsa's hands, with an unimaginable look of surprise in his eyes.

How? Can't a rich young master eat ginger cake? Lost identity?

Minsa and still said that he was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

The boy in front of him couldn't help but speak: "Brother Tai, are you going to try your luck with this?" His voice was low and long, and the whole sentence was tinged with surprise.

"yes... Can't you? Still pretending to be reasonable.

The boy in front of him squeezed out a smile, and then glanced at him, thinking that this person's brain might not be very useful. Then he turned back and said no more words.

At this point, Minsa and still Shu noticed that in the long line, everyone was holding or holding an object in their hands. Whether it's in your hand or in a box, it's all a very exquisite delicacy.

What does this mean?

Still talking to Mingsa and looking at each other, they both showed confusion, and they didn't understand what this was for. However, since it is rare to encounter Xuanji Pavilion to welcome guests, it is better to wait in line to open the door.

At this time, the door of Xuanji Pavilion slowly opened, the door was very heavy and a little old, and it squeaked and made a clumsy sound. It seems to remind everyone in line that quietly, the door of Xuanji Pavilion is open, and the show is about to appear.

Sure enough, the large queue outside the door suddenly fell silent.

A person walked out of the door with a calm expression, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, and a thin body. When Minsa saw him for the first time, Mu Ke'er appeared in his mind, and he felt that his face was very similar to Ke'er, and he suddenly felt familiar.

"Are you all ready to eat?" The man took a step, stood outside the main entrance of the Xuanji Pavilion, and asked loudly.

You ready!

You ready!

There were many voices in the team, wave after wave.

The people outside the door looked up and saw that everyone was holding the box jar, and seemed to squint with some satisfaction. With a wave of his hand, a few more people walked out of the door of the Xuanji Pavilion, and they stepped out of the Xuanji Pavilion and began to walk towards the crowd in line.

One by one, look at the food in the hands of the people who are looking forward to it.

When the attendants of the Xuanji Pavilion walked in front of the people, everyone showed disappointed expressions. In the same way, everyone looked behind them, and they also wanted to see what kind of food they were eating, and they were surprisingly lucky to be able to touch the heart of the proprietress today.

Or is it like many times as usual, no one guessed what the proprietress wanted to eat today, and everyone went home disappointed?

The proprietress of Xuanji Pavilion is just complementary to the temperament of the pavilion master of the year, no wonder she has become a husband and wife in this world, and a rival in this world.

The pavilion owner was calm and down-to-earth and won the love of everyone. But now the boss lady is in charge... Xuanji Pavilion has inherited her always fun-loving and noisy nature, and how many people have been teased by the proprietress But helplessly, who called the best magic weapons all from the Xuanji Pavilion! Besides, she is still the mother of today's Demon Venerable, who dares to say that she is nothing...... (To be continued.) )