Yan Wu suspected that she had been abducted, and she looked at the cheerful and lively smiling face of the woman in red on the side, but she had no evidence.

She remembered Nangong Yan and knew that she was going to help him fulfill his long-cherished wish, but who was she? When the woman heard that she had lost her memory, she did not hesitate to take her in and help her. Yan Wu felt that she was caught in a fog, there was no way, this woman was too much like a cultist.

This woman has an ordinary face, but she is too confident, and she can be said to be arrogant, and she does not make this red dress too disobedient. This woman named Xiao Mingzhu bragged about how powerful the Caixia Sect was, how correct her way was, and how she wanted to change the world and save the world. Yan Wu hadn't encountered an evil cultivator yet, but she thought that this should be how the cult deceived people.

But when Mingzhu took her into the City Lord's Mansion and gave her a lot of cultivation resources, Yan Yu admitted with difficulty that this person was just kind, and she really wanted to see what was in her head. Mingzhu is the daughter of the city lord, his father has important things to do every day, and he hasn't been home for a long time, and she is alone at home. Of course, groups of slaves don't count, and those concubines don't need to be mentioned.

In order to entertain the guests of the eldest lady, a feast was set up in the city lord's mansion, and the singers were full of figures, and the silk and bamboo were melodious.

Is this the joy of the world? Yan Wu didn't look at it for long, Mingzhu went down with a glass of wine, and the singers dared to see the eldest lady make a fool of herself, so she was so frightened that she immediately knelt down.

What kind of wine is poured in a glass, Yan Wu waved her hand: "Go down." The servants retreated as if they had been pardoned.

Yan went to help her, Mingzhu looked up, looked at her in a daze, and shouted: "Mother." ”

Yan Wu was stunned for a moment, and then helped more steadily: "Grandma is here." ”

Mingzhu began to cry, crying and calling her mother. She choked up and said, "I, my mother's name is Caixia, I miss my mother." ”

Yan Wu poured herself a cup and filled it for her. Mingzhu picked up the wine glass, and the cold wine swept through his throat, so hot that it seemed that his whole body was burning.

Mingzhu: What did she just want to talk about?

She thought about it for a while, but to no avail, and she didn't want to. She was still propped up on Yan Wan, her eyes were still red, she turned her head and asked with a smile, "Does the food suit your appetite?"

Yan Wu moved her chopsticks slowly: "It's not bad." ”

"In Lingcheng, I cover you. In the future, you will be the Caixia Gang. Mingzhu patted her chest proudly, and the beads on her hand made a crisp sound between the collisions, and looked at the weak girl Yan Wu lovingly.

"It's just that some people are annoying...... They all said that I didn't do my job, my father took in a lot of concubines, those boudoir ladies twisted and pinched, even Mo Yunshen was annoyed" A lot ......of words that didn't match the preface and afterword, Yan Wu left one ear to listen, and the rest of her mind was all on this fragrant spiritual food.

If you drink too much, Mingzhu won't talk about those troubles, her ancestors have a good voice with foreign blood, and she sings a unique border tune.

I didn't expect Mingzhu's singing voice to be so good, Yan Wu didn't care about any etiquette, she pulled out Mingzhu's sword and danced, the cold light was shining, and the murderous atmosphere was soaring.

Mingzhu didn't dare to ask, and Mingzhu didn't dare to stop. Fortunately, gradually, Yan Wu's swordsmanship slowly became soft with the tone. After singing a song, Mingzhu was so relieved that she even woke up for three minutes, and asked someone to change the screen ornament that was swept by the sword qi. A screen was placed around it, and the singers played music outside, and the dancing figures could be faintly seen.

She practiced dancing when she was a child, and now she dances with her father at family banquets. Mingzhu led Yan Wu, and Yan Yan also learned very quickly, one taking male steps and one female step, complementing each other and cooperating tacitly. It's so much fun to dance! Yan Wu was very curious, and she was boundless happy. In the end, she danced a set of swordsmanship with Mingzhu.

Fluttering like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon.

After waking up after a hangover, it was already dawn, Mingzhu had a splitting headache, got up and stumbled to Yan Wu's bed. Yan Wu heard the movement, turned over, and looked at Mingzhu's painful expression, she tapped lightly in her eyebrows.

The discomfort was swept away, and Mingzhu stretched his waist: "Today I will take you to have a good walk in Lingcheng." ”

Mingzhu is dressed all day long, leading eagles and walking dogs, and the aristocratic ladies in Lingcheng naturally disdain to be with her, and she also disdains to associate with those gentlemen who spend all day drinking. She was a maid since she was a child, the nails on the outside, and her aunt's eyeliner were all swept away by her father, and in a way, her father really didn't know how to raise his daughter, so that she became a lone ranger in Lingcheng.

Mingzhu thinks about it, there is nothing fun in Lingcheng, those colleges, temples, shops, restaurants, etc., are too inconsistent with this Mr. Yan's style. Thinking about it this way, the martial arts arena is pediatric, and Mingzhu simply took Yan Wu to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain Range.