The top of the Broken Soul Cliff.

A middle-aged man in a black brocade robe stood with his hands in his hands. His back was straight, and he seemed to contain great tenacity. The only eye-catching thing is the broken red yarn in his hand, which is extremely dazzling red against the backdrop of a black dress.

"Who is Your Excellency? Where can I get it? Feng Wanwan, who was dressed in a plain dress, walked up slowly, and the jade fox squatted on her shoulder, the silver needle in her hand shining slightly with cyan light.

"Princess Changle, the old man advises you to put away the silver needle. Otherwise, your little friend will be buried with the old man. The middle-aged man didn't look back, only raised his hand and raised the red veil, this warning is self-evident.

"Since Your Excellency knows my identity, what is your intention in doing this?"

"Who the old man is, Princess Changle doesn't need to know. The old man is just here to pass the word for my son-in-law, three days later, the big court meeting, please ask Princess Changle to bring out a thing from the city lord's mansion and exchange it for your little partner. ”

"What? Who is your son-in-law? ”

"The name of this thing is Acacia, and it is a medicine. As for who my son-in-law is, Childe had already expected Princess Changle to ask this question, and Childe said, it is a friend and not an enemy, at least for now. ”

"Acacia, Acacia ... Could it be the rumored medicine that can forget love? As far as I know, this medicine has long been lost. It's called lovesickness, but it's really forgettable. ”

"The words have been brought, and on the day of the end of the Great Dynasty Meeting, the old man will wait here."

Before the words fell, the middle-aged man had disappeared from the top of the cliff, leaving only the red yarn in his hand fluttering in the wind. A golden needle flew out, and the connected silk thread dragged the fluttering red yarn back into Feng Wanwan's hand. The broken shape did match the part in his arms. In this way, in the Great Dynasty Meeting, he must win the championship, not only because of the test of Yuemeitang, but also because of the safety of Sister Zihuan. Feng Wanwan carefully put away the yarn in her sleeves, although it was broken, it was a thought after all.

"Stupid woman, this won't be your peach blossom debt again, right?" The jade fox who was squatting on his shoulders thought that there would be a big battle, but he said so little.

"Xiaobai, what do you want? Why don't you change the day and find a female fox for you, so that you can experience the peach blossom debt? After Feng Wanwan put away the middle veil in her sleeve, she took the white fox from her shoulder. Holding the back of his neck with one hand, he nodded the white fox's forehead with the other.

"This king is a dignified fox king, how can those low-level foxes be qualified to come close to me... Ay... You tap ... Stupid Woman!! Xiaobai had an arrogant look on his face, and before he was handsome for three minutes, he was exposed under the claws of Feng Wanwan. rubbed his forehead aggrievedly, and decided in his heart that tonight, the chicken leg would be doubled.

Three days later, Mocheng, the Great Pilgrimage.

Feng Wanwan rubbed her eyes that hadn't woken up, and before she got up, she could already hear the commotion outside the building. Outside the door, Siqin had already prepared to wash, and when he heard the movement in the room, he knew that Feng Wanwan had already gotten up and entered the room with a basin.

"Wanwan, hurry up. The pilgrimage meeting began immediately. ”

Si Qin put the basin on the shelf, took out Feng Wanwan's clothes from the wardrobe, and put them on for Feng Wanwan carefully. In the past three years, Feng Wanwan's food, clothing, housing and transportation have been taken care of by Siqin, and she has already been familiar with the road. However, every time he changed clothes, the porcelain white skin revealed by the collar occasionally could still make Si Qin's cheeks red.

"Siqin, what time is it?"

"Wanwan, the hour has just passed. The morning meeting begins at three o'clock, and the time passes. By the way, Lanxing will give you this. Si Qin just ran into Lan Xing when he was outside the door, and Lan Xing handed Si Qin a mahogany box, saying that this was what the young master needed.

"It's okay to be efficient, it's done so quickly." Feng Wanwan took the box and opened it, and inside was a silver-white half-face mask. The mask covered Feng Wanwan's beautiful face, revealing only a pair of starry eyes and bright red lips, and a touch of red Manzhu Sahua on the left corner of the eye on the mask quietly bloomed, adding a little mysterious charm.

Feng Wanwan, who was wearing a mask, had a change in the aura of her body, and she unconsciously made people feel a chill to the bone. Even Si Qin, who has been with him for more than ten years, is the first time he has seen such a phoenix, who has lost her childish disguise and has a mature enchantment. As soon as the cold eyes turned, there seemed to be a cold light shooting out, and the eyes were clear and direct, as if there was an invisible pressure. Dressed in a silver power suit, the silver-white belt was surrounded by blood-red Manzhu Sawa, and the dark red bracelet on Hao's wrist occasionally flashed with a touch of silver light.

From this moment on, the name of the ghost phoenix will be restarted. One day, it will spread to every land in this Red Qing Continent.

Tuk tuk... There was a knock on the door, and the rose-clothed Lanxing pushed the door in, followed by the purple-clothed Fengmian and the blue-clothed Fengxi, and there were eight people standing in the lobby downstairs.

"Young master, everything is ready."

Lanxing received Feng Wanwan's arrangement three days ago, ordering him to build a Manzhu Sawa mask on the third day, and contacted the Shadow Assassin Hall and sent eight good players to participate in the court meeting with the young master. The same silver shirt, the same silver mask, the only difference is that there is no touch of manju sawa.

"Well, let's go."

Feng Wanwan, oh no, Ghost Feng hugged Si Qin, and took Fengxi Fengmian and the eight people downstairs to the City Lord's Mansion together. Originally, I was going to take Si Qin to see it, but I was worried that I wouldn't be able to take care of it, so I decided to leave Si Qin in Qingyu Building, protected by Lan Xing, so that I could participate in the competition with more peace of mind.

At this time, the city lord's mansion was already full of contestants, and under the towering porch, groups of three or five gathered together. There is no rule that subordinates are not allowed to be brought in by the court, so the contestants who came to participate in the competition more or less brought helpers. Some are from their own families, some are masters invited from the Jianghu sect, and some come to participate alone.

At three o'clock, a gong sounded, and the gate of the City Lord's Mansion opened. A woman in Tsing Yi walked out and announced that the pilgrimage would begin.

When Feng Wanwan and his party arrived at the City Lord's Mansion, although most of them had already entered the door, the eight people who followed behind Feng Wanwan were dressed in the same clothes and walked in unison still attracted the attention of many people. What's more, there is also a pair of twins in the crowd who are handsome and have similar facial features. Feng Xi was holding a folding fan in his hand, still smiling, while Feng Mian was carrying a glass bottle, which shone strangely in the sunlight.

"Whoever has the last name, register here." The woman in Tsing Yi didn't look surprised like the others, or rather like a puppet at all, her expressionless mechanical nature repeating the same words to everyone who entered the door.

"Ghost Sect. Young Sect Master Ghost Phoenix. After dropping a short introduction, holding the three registered jade plates, Ghost Feng led the group into the City Lord's Mansion.

There is no rockery stone forest in the general courtyard in the city lord's mansion, there is no small bridge and flowing water, a long road is a long road when you enter the door, there are three gates at the end of the road, and the door is the three big characters of Wen, Wu and Beast. The road was already full of people, most of them were stopping to watch, some were discussing countermeasures, and some had already appointed their subordinates to enter the door to compete.

"Fengxi, is there a problem with this door?" Ghost Phoenix looked back and asked Fengxi, who was shaking a folding fan behind him.

"Young master, rest assured, a stick of incense." After Fengxi saluted, he walked into the text door, and two of the eight people behind the ghost phoenix secretly went in with him to protect Fengxi's safety.

After Fengxi entered the text gate, he seemed to have the illusion of participating in the scientific expedition. There is a main road in the middle, and there are rows of tables and chairs neatly arranged on both sides of the road, and each position is separated independently. After handing in the jade plate registered outside the city lord's mansion, there will naturally be a special person to lead the way to the designated location. On the seat, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are readily available.

"Everyone, the old man is comfortable, and he is responsible for the literary examination of this court. According to the rules of the literary examination, the old body is responsible for the questions, those who have answers write them down and submit them, and those who make mistakes or can't answer them will leave the venue directly. Guys, are you clear? After all the contestants were seated, an old woman dressed as a literati with gray hair walked out.

"Senior Book Saint, please ask for the question."

A woman sitting in the first row stood up and bowed. In the Chiqing Continent, some honorific titles are called seniors. Shu Yuezhi is the long-famous book saint on the rivers and lakes. and Mo Qingqing, the predecessor of the Qin Sage who created "The End of the World", Shuang Qingrong, the predecessor of the chess Sage who set up a chess game without regrets, and Yan Lugong, the painting saint who painted the "Smoke and Rain Map of the South of the Yangtze River", are called the Four Sages. This great court meeting in Mocheng can actually invite the predecessors of the book saint to sit in charge, which is not an ordinary handiwork.

"Girl, you have good eyes. The old body has been silent for many years, and it is not easy for some people to know the name of the old body. What is your name? When the old woman heard this, she sighed with emotion.

"The predecessor of the book saint, the little girl's surname is Su, and her single name is a Yao character."

"Su Yao. Good name. Yao Ji does not touch the unicorn red, and the golden pot is full of amber. ”

"I respectfully invite the senior of the book saint to ask for the question."

"Okay, it's better to try. The first question, Hongchen does not change his mind like the moon, please link it down. ”

The first question is relatively easy, and many people have written the following couplet. The paper handed in by Fengxi was neatly written: Hongchen does not change his mind like the moon, and Qingshi pays attention to the sky. When I handed it in, I happened to meet the woman named Su Yao who was also handing in the papers, which read: Hongchen does not change his heart like the moon, and the world is impermanent. Maple Creek read it carefully and found that it was a different flavor from herself.

In the first question, nine people left, and sixty-one people remained.

"It's good, there are quite a few left this year. In the second question, write about yourself and write about your own expectations, regrets, or life that represent you. It can be a poem, it can be a word. ”

represents his own poems, as soon as this topic came out, another group of people left.

Fengxi wrote: Princes and kings, accompanied by sheng songs, drunk court sevenfold que. Cloth clothes and heads, don't be deep, the chariot and horse Xiao are in tears. A lifetime of horses, for a piece of splendid mountains and rivers, a lifetime of scheming, seeking a song of hegemony.

When Fengxi handed in the papers, he paid attention to Su Yao's answer, which contained a few words: Leaning on the clouds, a thousand pots cover loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

Even if others laugh at me, what a kind of mind this is, which makes Feng Xi a little curious about this woman named Su Yao, curious about what kind of answer she will make next.

In the second question, thirty-nine people left, and twenty-two remained. There are only two questions, and a third of them have already left.

"Last question, explain why you participated in the Great Dynasty Meeting and your understanding of the Great Dynasty Meeting in Mocheng."

This question seems simple, but it hides many mysteries. Many of the answers handed in were vetoed and torn up by the predecessors of the book saint, and on the shredded paper that fell, some were written, for money, some were written for fame, and some were exaggerated, directly written for the purpose of being the lord of the city and marrying a beauty. Those who were rejected were all asked to leave, leaving Fengxi and Su Yao.

Fengxi pondered for a moment and wrote: The paper is shallow, and I never know that I have to do it. In order to understand Mocheng, it is rumored that it is better to experience it in person. On the other hand, Su Yao, on a piece of paper, wrote one word: idle.

"Girl, you're on the last question, why is it just such a word?" The senior of the book saint was very good to Su Yao's image, and asked more.

"Senior scholar saint, I am really free, so I know that there is a grand event and come to play. As a city lord, I'm not interested, so I'm going to say goodbye. After Su Yao respectfully saluted the senior of the book saint, he withdrew, and only Fengxi was left in the audience, and the senior of the book saint could only announce according to the jade plate, the young master of the ghost sect, the ghost phoenix, won the championship.

After receiving the golden name plate representing the victory, Fengxi went out of the text door.

"Young master, live up to expectations." Feng Xi handed the golden name plate to Feng Wanwan, who was alias Ghost Phoenix.

"Good, hard work."