Chapter 655: Yin and Yang Eyes

After Daoist Zifeng opened the topic, everyone stopped discussing this topic.

Zhang Yi took his mobile phone and keys and followed Zifeng Daoist and Ying Fairy to the airport.

After arriving at the airport, Mr. Liu's group had already been there, playing poker in the VIP room, throwing the cards crackling, and even a pair of juniors could throw out the momentum of eight juniors!

And Mr. Cang was on a laptop, bouncing back and forth.

"Stop playing, get on the plane!" After Daoist Zifeng stepped into the rest, he opened his mouth to urge.

After seeing the main owner coming, everyone was also refreshed, and they left the VIP room as soon as they showed their cards.

Daoist Zifeng felt that he was forced to come in pure clothes except for sprinkling dog food this time, because Daoist Zifeng drove Maoshan's private jet over.

Since the disappearance of the previous head of Maoshan and the head of Ping, followed by a wave of people, all the inheritance under Maoshan has also been transferred to the subordinates of Zifeng Daoist.

Prostituting a plane for nothing, how could the character of Yizi Feng Daoist not pretend to be a wave.

"This plane...... Tut-tut-tut...... "Zifeng Daoist smashed his mouth and shook his head, so he looked at him with disgust, and said very stinky: "It's too bad, it's too bad......"

"It's too bad, you can send it to me!" Zhang Yi really couldn't get used to the stinky fart of the Zifeng Daoist, so he couldn't help but complain.

"Send you!?" Daoist Zifeng said jokingly: "Can you raise it?"

"I'm ......" Zhang Yi was choked suddenly.

"You're amazing, I don't speak, it's not okay!" Zhang Yi rolled his eyes and went straight to the plane.

"Come on, baby Ying!" Daoist Zifeng helped Fairy Ying and said softly: "Be careful, don't move the fetus!"

The decoration inside the private jet is luxurious, and even the seats are top-of-the-line massage seats.

After the plane took off smoothly, those people were not idle and played poker again as soon as they got on the plane.

Daoist Zifeng and Fairy Ying held hands and whispered, while Zhang Yi swiped his mobile phone on the side.

It stands to reason that on this kind of private jet, it should be like a movie, open a bottle of champagne to pretend to be forced or something, but Yan Buliu, one of these people, refused to drink.

As for the specific reason, everyone is not very clear, anyway, since he came back from the underworld, he has quit drinking without staying.

Everyone didn't force it, they drank it if they wanted to, they didn't force it if they didn't want to drink, and they didn't ask Yan Buliu for the specific reason.

The plane flew smoothly in the air and soon arrived at the private jet yard in Maoshan.

After the plane stopped, there were already vehicles waiting, getting on the bus and heading to Maoshan, just like last time, taking the elevator straight to the top of Maoshan Mountain.

"Okay, you guys are playing in Maoshan by yourself these days, and Ying Baobao and I have to go to the wedding!" After saying this, Daoist Zifeng took Fairy Ying and left.

Zifeng Daoist said before that it was a simple wedding, but it can't be too simple! At least there is still a little bit of ritual!

Fortunately, Zhang Yi and others have also been to Maoshan once, and they are quite familiar with Maoshan.

The two days passed in a flash, and soon it was the day of the marriage of Zifeng Daoist and Ying Fairy.

As Daoist Zifeng said, the wedding was really simple, except for the disciples of Maoshan, there were only representatives sent by various sects and people from some offices.

In the case that the leaders of all the major sects have lost contact, there is really no need to make a big deal. Originally, Fairy Ying didn't want to hold this kind of ceremony, just notify some people who are better.

Kezi Feng Taoist said that this is the most important thing in life, and it can't just be like this, it must be held.

In the end, as soon as the two of them put it together, everything was simple.

Although there are not many people here, Zhang Yi doesn't know many people, but there are still a few people he knows.

For example, the poetry fairy of Baihua Mountain, Ah Ying, and Xiaoya were sitting at a table, since they knew Zhang Yi and his party, they didn't choose a seat, they walked straight to that table and sat up.

"Hey, Sakura!" Zhang Yiyi sat down and just said hello, but found that there was a handsome man who looked about thirty years old sitting at this table, who was chatting back and forth with the poetry fairy, and the poetry fairy chuckled non-stop.

Zhang Yi frowned and looked at the man, not because of the appearance of the man and the poet fairy, but because the man's eyes were red and blue.

Zhang Yi would not be naïve to think that this was heterochromia, because Zhang Yi could feel that these eyes were faintly revealing extraordinary.

With such heterochromatic eyes, one red and one blue, Zhang Yi knows a situation.

That is the legendary Yin-Yang Eye, which is a psychic special function that represents the ability to see supernatural phenomena such as ghosts that others cannot see. And most of the owners of yin and yang eyes are pure in heart and consistently clean. So most of the yin and yang eyes choose humans, rather than humans have yin and yang eyes. The vast majority of people with yin-yang eyes are born with yin and yang eyes, and it is difficult to get them through training or taking drugs.

This kind of orthodox yin-yang eye is not Lu Jianbo's pseudo-yin-yang eye, and its ability is more than a star and a half.

"Brother Yi, it's not good for you to stare at people like this!" Ah Ying chewed on the lollipop, puffed out her round face, and reminded in a low voice.

"Huh!? Oh! Zhang Yi came back to his senses and was just about to withdraw his eyes.

The man with yin and yang eyes already felt that a gaze was looking at him, and immediately looked in the direction of the source of the gaze.

The man with the onmyoji didn't show any anger or discomfort about Zhang Yi's impolite behavior, he just nodded and smiled faintly.

"Female horse egg, why does he smile so gently!" Zhang Yi couldn't help but complain in his heart. ("▔□▔)

The poet fairy on the side saw the strange appearance of the man, and immediately turned his head to look at it.

"Oh, this isn't a little apprentice!" The poetry fairy smiled slyly: "Quick, quick, quick, call Master!"

Zhang Yi's cheeks twitched a few times, since he was training in Baihua Mountain, because he followed Fairy Shi and A Ying every day, using them as sandbags, as sparring partners, and as punching bags, Zhang Yi was inexplicably called a little apprentice by Fairy Shi!

"Won't you introduce me!?" Zhang Yi said with a wry smile.

"Oh! That's right! The poet fairy stretched out one hand and opened her mouth to introduce.

"This is Qizhu, the only disciple of the Zhou head of Longhu Mountain, and now he is in charge of all the affairs of Longhu Mountain! It's also my ......" After the poet fairy said this, she didn't continue to speak, and her cheeks turned red.

At this time, Qizhu on the side gently grabbed the hand of the poetry fairy, and said softly: "I am the boyfriend of the poem, please take care of you in the future!"