The twilight is low, the lights are on, and all kinds of exquisite lanterns are gorgeous, reflecting the fireworks and bright sparks in the sky.

The lights are very beautiful, but in the end they can only be reduced to a foil, Jiang Wanqing came to a boundary with the autumn festival, which is the largest green building in the capital of the Phoenix Kingdom, like the stunning face of the water moon falling in the center of the flower platform.

"That's my sister, it's beautiful."

Far away from the performing arts stage, Qiu Yan looked at the purple-clothed girl of the same age as her on the stage in a daze, a wry smile faintly crossed her cheeks, and the crystal tears quietly disappeared.

"Beauty is like jade, a song is amazing, it is indeed beautiful." Jiang Wanqing raised her eyes slightly and whispered, as if she had guessed something for a moment.

Just as she thought, as Qiu Yan's only sister, the most difficult time was when the two sisters depended on each other.

It was an appointment to enter the palace as a maid, maybe if you are lucky, you can be lucky enough to get a glimpse of the true face of the saint, but it's a pity that the time is also fate, in order for her sister to have a fairly bright future, she finally chose to dedicate herself.

"I actually mentioned my sister to the princess, but ......" Qiu Qi's sigh was mixed with pain, and the light in his eyes that had been longing for hope became more and more dim.

"I thought that cultivating immortals could forget the mundane and forget everything that had been, but in the end, nothing has changed."

Speaking of this, Qiu Yan couldn't hold back her tears anymore, Jiang Wanqing saw this scene, and naturally put her head in her arms and whispered comfort.

"It's okay, everything will always work out in a good direction."

At the same time, through a trace of emotion in her heart, she became more and more determined that she must help Qiu Yan relieve herself from the sea of suffering in the future.

But a girl who is only ten years old can't imagine what she has experienced.

"Wanqing, the princess has called me, I'm leaving."

Qiu Yan, who slowly wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, took out a butterfly bracelet that seemed to be handmade from his body, and tried to raise a smile that was already fine, "This...... I knitted it with my own hands and gave it to you. ”

Under the dim lights, watching the back of Qiu Yan's departure, she somehow felt that her heart was empty in an instant, as if something had left her forever.

Jiang Wanqing once again hinted that she still had some time before the future plot, and suppressed her slightly uneasy mood, she turned aimlessly, and finally stopped in front of a stall specializing in selling lanterns.

Thinking of Su Yaochuan's various care for her, it occurred to her that Jiang Wanqing wanted to buy a lantern and give it to him, but I don't know if he would accept it.

After screening for a long time, Jiang Wanqing finally chose a smoke cloud begonia lantern, and in a blink of an eye, she saw several girls from the family who were about the same age as her in silk and satin laughing beside her.

And what she is doing now is no different from them, Jiang Wanqing feels that she has nothing to do and at the same time can't help but envy them.

Putting away the messy emotions and sitting on the flying paper crane, Jiang Wanqing quickly returned to the sect, thinking about when the second male would come to find him and when he would give it to him.

Immediately after Jiang Wanqing's thoughts, Jiang Wanqing began to retreat, preparing to break through the barrier of the ninth order of qi cultivation in one go.

The black qi under the dark night quietly disappeared, and as the level broke through, the meridians in the body became more and more unblocked, and the smile exuded by Shangguan Yao became more and more cold and disdainful, accompanied by a thick sense of pride.

Just because her strength has now reached the tenth level of Qi training, she will not forget Jiang Wanqing's ignorance and ridicule of her, and when it comes to the big competition in the sect, she must make Jiang Wanqing look good and make her regret it.

In addition to being happy, Shangguan Yao also selectively ignored the mental trance that had surfaced inexplicably in the past few days, just because he was too tired from cultivating.

But she didn't know that her dantian meridians had quietly been corroded and infiltrated by a touch of strange demonic energy, and the crisis of annihilation was getting closer and closer.