After the two of them "borrowed vegetables" and returned to the Phantom Flower Palace, although Zhu'an didn't say anything, he looked at Rong Lian holding two discordant pumpkin cabbages in his arms, and he still showed some surprise at that moment.

Rong Lian's expression was sad after seeing it, and he seemed to be hit hard.

In this regard, Zhu'an was very unhappy, in addition to boiling the porridge, he made a refreshing side dish of steamed pumpkin. When eating, I specially sandwiched some more dishes for Rong Lian.

Rong Lian's eyes widened, and she looked at the pumpkin in his bowl for a while, and finally moved her chopsticks.

Well...... Then I ate another bowl.

I have to say that eating such a bowl of refreshing porridge with side dishes after being injured and sick is really appetizing.

On the second day, they were squatting in the yard to study what to plant, when a stone lamp at the entrance of the backyard suddenly turned on.

Weaving Dream patted the mud on his hands and stood up, frowning at the stone hall.

Zhu'an asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

Weaving Dream looked a little uneasy, "Someone is forcibly breaking through the palace gate. ”

Zhu'an stood up, his face becoming more serious, "Have they found the location of the Phantom Flower Palace?"

Weaving Dream shook his head, "I don't know, the location of the Phantom Flower Palace is so hard to find, how could they find it so quickly? ”

Rong Lian also stood up, and joked with a smile: "Isn't it your enemy who has come to the door." ”

Weaving Dream glared at him, and said coldly: "Yes, you'd better run away quickly, or I'll kill you too!"

Rong Lian crossed his arms for a long time, "It's not my enemy, why kill me?"

Weaving Dream unhurriedly dismantled the move, "Coincidentally, where did I come from the enemy? If my master's hatred is also counted on my head, then I do have an enemy." But the man was dead. ”

The person who died was her father, Liu Changyuan.

Rong Lian covered her lips and smiled, and said softly: "I'm sorry, I'm joking with you, let's go and see." ”

They talked like this, but Weaving Dreams was not so worried.

The three of them walked towards the door, and the deep corridor was still lit with candles, which looked exceptionally bright.

Faintly from outside the palace gate, there were some sounds of flesh being torn and intermittent screams, and the scene outside seemed to be very chaotic.

Dream Weaver frowned, "These idiots have triggered the defenses outside the door. ”

At this moment, a middle-aged man's angry shout suddenly came from outside the door: "The witch of the Phantom Flower Palace is so vicious and despicable, she actually committed such a poisonous attack!

Standing behind the stone gate, Weaving Dream, who could hear it clearly, asked in surprise: "I said that I was a witch, I will admit it, but why am I vicious and despicable?"

Rong Lian chuckled.

Zhu'an touched her hair and comforted, "It's okay, I'm here." ”

A simple sentence made Weaving Dream settle down, Zhu'an seems to be such a person, his temperament is indifferent, and he never panics when there is a big thing in front of him, as long as he is by his side, he will always feel at ease and reliable, as before.

Weaving Dream seemed to think of something, and suddenly laughed, "You won't be practicing meditation as a monk in the temple before you go down the mountain, right?"

"Huh?" Zhu'an was stunned, did he mean that he was too boring?

Before he could react, Weaving Dream stepped forward to open the door, her hand on the stone door, and said to Rong Lian on the side: "This matter has nothing to do with you, wait for the chaos, you can leave quickly." ”

Rong Lian raised his eyebrows for a long time, and before he could answer, the person who heard Fang just outside scolding continued to speak: "Liu Shuhua is in my hand, witch, if you don't open the door again, your twin sister will die!"

Weaving Dream's face instantly became very ugly.

Zhu An was shocked, and Shuhua also came?

The people and horses who had just gone up the mountain gathered outside the gate of the Phantom Flower Palace, and they tried all kinds of methods, but they couldn't open the huge stone door.

A group of people were making a fuss at the door, and inadvertently directly triggered the mechanism outside the door, not knowing the rules of the slate, and the people who stepped on the slate were shot into a hornet's nest, and the flesh and blood were separated and wailed all over the ground.

That picture was really bloody and terrifying, so scared that the rest of the people didn't dare to go any further, Meng Yi lost dozens of people in an instant, and the blood in his chest churned and scolded angrily, and then ordered his subordinates to retreat outside the archway, grabbed Shuhua over, and put the sword on her neck, to her

Threats to life.

Mu Feibai wanted to step forward to protect Shuhua, but was held down by several protégés of the Meng family, he couldn't lift his internal strength and couldn't break free from the confinement, so he could only glare at Meng Yi angrily, "Let her go quickly! Threaten the life of a girl? You are still the head of the Baichuan family! Sect Master Meng, where is your face?"

Meng Yi sneered and replied disdainfully: "Those who achieve great things are not informal, they can just let the Phantom Flower Palace open, what if they use some means." ”

"The first time I heard this sentence was used like this, it was really as I got older, and my skin grew with it!"

Mencius Kun, who was standing on the side, saw that his father was insulted, because the Phantom Flower Treasure was close at hand but was blocked by a huge stone gate, he couldn't hold his breath and was impatient in his heart, and now Mu Feibai was so ignorant, under the pretext that Mencius Kun rushed over violently and brutally punched Mu Feibai in the stomach a few times as punishment.

"Who are you scolding without being big or small? Father, you can say whatever you want!"

Mu Feibai couldn't hold down his hand, gritted his teeth after eating pain, and fire was about to erupt in his eyes, if his internal strength was still untied, he would have to knock out this Meng Zikun's teeth!

The cold blade was less than a palm away from Shuhua's neck, unlike Mu Feibai's impatience, she still didn't say a word, her face was cold, and her eyes seemed to be frosty.

After a while, the huge stone door of the Phantom Flower Palace slowly opened with a bang, and the stone bricks in front of the door were all turned back and restored to their original state.

A girl in red stood quietly at the door, just like when she appeared in the martial arts conference, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, as if they were carved from jade.

Shuhua suddenly scolded coldly: "Go back!"

Meng Yi glared at Shuhua fiercely, leaned his sword closer to her snow-white neck, and threatened viciously: "Shut up!

Shuhua was expressionless, ready to say it again.

Mu Feibai looked at the sword worriedly, and called nervously, "Shuhua!"

With a bright smile on her beautiful face, Weaving Dream walked out in a good time, followed by Chase An and Rong Pity.

Meng Yi saw them standing behind Weaving Dreams, thinking that they were both from the Phantom Flower Palace with Weaving Dreams, so he immediately grabbed the flowers and said loudly to Weaving Dreams: "Witch! Even if you find a helper, it won't help, quickly hand over the Phantom Flower Treasure, otherwise I will kill her!"

Weaving Dream's gaze fell lightly on Shuhua, met Shuhua's eyes, and immediately moved away after a while, she suddenly laughed, like a blooming red lotus, and said to Meng Yi with an unmoved look: "It doesn't matter, you can kill it." What does her death have to do with me? ”

There is no temperature at all.

A few cold words caused an uproar in the crowd.

Shuhua's eyes trembled, and she quietly looked at Weaving Dreams.

Meng Yi pulled Shuhua over again, the blade was like grazing her face, and her voice was raised several degrees: "Vicious daughter! she is the sister of your mother's compatriots, and you don't care about her life?"

Weaving Dream leisurely raised his hand to play with the chain ring on his right hand, the smile on his face faded, and said coldly: "Evil? Hehe, what else can I do with her except that my face looks alike? Since I was a child, I haven't said a word, this sect master, do you think there will be any feelings between us? It's ridiculous. ”

There was a moment of sadness on Shuhua's face, and the feelings of Weaving Dream for her were not the same as what she hoped for in her heart. Did Weaving Dream hate her? Thinking of this possibility, Shuhua's eyes dimmed.

Meng Yi was choked speechless, and touched his beard angrily, this situation was beyond his expectations, he deliberately grabbed and thinned the flowers, thinking that the victory was in his hands, but he didn't expect that it would not become a bargaining chip for negotiations, so isn't he doing it too much?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he swung his sword to slash Shuhua's neck as if venting his anger.

Suddenly, a small petal flicked open the blade of the sword in his hand.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, the two extremely fast figures rushed out from behind Weaving Dream at the same time, and several screams rang out, and then saw that Shuhua and Mu Feibai were already standing behind Weaving Dream.

It was actually Zhu'an and Rong Lian who rescued Shuhua and Mu Feibai at the same time at the moment when Meng Yijian was bounced away by Weaving Dreams.

After standing out of danger, Shuhua's face was very strange.

The moment she was brought over, Zhu'an whispered in her ear: "Don't blame her, she said it on purpose." ”

It turned out that Weaving Dream had already signaled to chase them, and deliberately made words to stimulate Meng Yi, taking advantage of Meng Yi's distraction

had the opportunity to save people, and thanks to her accurate grasp of time, she suddenly made a move at the moment when Meng Yi made a move.

Seeing that they had been captured and had not been able to get out, Zhu'an probably guessed the reason, and quickly pricked Shuhua and Mu Feibai a few needles, fed a few antidotes, and untied the poison that bound their internal strength.

Mu Feibai clenched his fists, a little surprised, "The internal force is back?"

After a little try, sure enough, the true qi in his body was rapidly recovering, and he patted Zhu'an happily, "Yours!"

Suddenly, the situation changed.

Shuhua opened her mouth and called softly: "Ah Meng......"

Weaving Dream turned his back to her, his body trembled violently, he didn't look back, and after a long time, he replied softly: "Huh?"

Although she only answered one word, it suddenly made Shuhua feel a little more courageous in her heart.

This sudden situation caught Meng Yi off guard and out of his control. Meng Zikun stood aside anxiously and asked anxiously, "Dad, what should I do now?"

Only then did Meng Yi settle down, and comforted him: "It's okay, the Phantom Flower Treasure must be our Meng family." ”

Now that the trap outside the Phantom Flower Palace had been lifted, and the huge temptation was just around the corner, Meng Yi decided to take a risk and attack it directly.

So he turned around and raised his sword and said loudly to the disciples behind him: "The door of the Phantom Flower Palace has been opened, and the Phantom Flower Treasure is inside, everyone will attack it with me!

Almost half of the Meng family's sects were dispatched, and there were many protégés of all sizes, all of whom responded to the call of the head of the family violently when they heard the words, raising their weapons to demonstrate and help: "Attack in! Attack in!"

When Meng Yi was inspiring, Weaving Dream didn't look back and said: "This is my Phantom Flower Palace's business, it has nothing to do with you, let's leave now!"

Zhu'an will never leave, otherwise Zhu'an will not accompany Weaving Dream all the way to find it. She was clearly speaking to the other three.

Rong Lian, Shuhua, and Feibai, the three of them are not from the Phantom Flower Palace, and they are from the Jianghu family, but they will be implicated if they stay, and even the sect they represent behind them may be implicated. All the parties on the rivers and lakes are extremely eager for the Phantom Flower Palace, and it is also imperative to obtain the Phantom Flower Treasure, if they don't leave, they will choose to stand on the side of the Phantom Flower Palace and be the enemy of the general trend of the rivers and lakes.

Weaving Dream didn't want to involve them, it was her business after all.

Shuhua looked at the slender back of Weaving Dreams, no matter what kind of feelings she had today, whether she was distressed, guilty, or wanting to see her, she wouldn't leave today.

"Smack!" A silver whip was whipped on the ground, and Shuhua took out the snow whip directly from her waist, and clearly told Weaving Dream her choice with her actions.

Weaving Dream lowered his eyes with a complicated expression, "What are you doing here?"

Shuhua said expressionlessly: "He arrested me, and I will take revenge." ”

“......”

Seeing Shuhua's expression, Mu Feibai immediately pulled out Yan Hui's sword and held a sword flower in his hand, not only because of Shuhua, he already had a friendship with Weaving Dreams, he was not interested in the treasure of Na Laoshizi, he just wanted to protect his friends, and he moved with his heart.

He was dressed in a dark robe and raised his eyebrows, "I've been unhappy with that bad old man for a long time." ”

“......”

Rong Pian stretched out his hands, and said helplessly: "Oh, you are all like this, but I can't stand by and watch." Since you have a life-saving grace for me, then I think this kindness should be repaid. ”

That being said, there was a smile in his beautiful Danfeng eyes.

Rong Lian took out his sandalwood folding fan and fanned it in his hand, his skin was as white as jade, his knuckles were distinct, and his indescribable demeanor was full.

Mu Feibai was very curious about who this person was just now, and when he saw this, he asked, "Where is your weapon?"

Rong Lian shook the folding fan in his hand in a chic manner.

Mu Feibai looked like he had seen a ghost, and his eyes widened slightly, "Your weapon is this fan?"

Rong Pian smiled and nodded calmly.

"Ah......h

Mu Feibai grabbed his hair, suddenly remembered, pointed at him and said loudly: "This is ...... Is this a mercy fan? Are you the mercy of Qingcheng Villa?"

Rong Lian can already be called a peerless beauty, and now he shows a little bewitching smile, which is even more amazing.

"Fortunately. ”