Zishen was not very interested in the beauties below, swallowed a glass of wine, and asked vaguely, "The third sister knows her?"

Shi Ling silently withdrew his eyes, only to feel that Bai Huahua's chest and smooth arms were still not suitable for him, no matter how beautiful his dancing posture was, it was still not as beautiful as the words in the book. Hearing He Miaomiao's muttering, she also looked over curiously.

"Hmm...... Know. He Miaomiao stared at the people flying on the stage for a long time, and her eyes were sour, before she recovered from the shock.

She exhaled deeply, raised her head and drank a glass of spiritual wine, calmed down, and then said to Zishen: "Her name is Qu Mingciao, and she is an elite disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, and most of you have heard of it." ”

Zishen has been in the East China Sea for a long time, and after a little recollection, he remembered this name, and his face suddenly showed surprise: "The son of the Qu family's luck, how could she ...... How did you become a drunken moon fairy?"

Although Taoist cultivation is not formal, and he does not despise the dancing and singing girls too lightly on the surface, he still looks down on these sideways in his bones.

As an elite disciple of a great sect with extraordinary talents and bad luck, what do you have to do to do this? Zishen couldn't figure it out at all.

He Miaomiao couldn't understand what Qu Mingcia was thinking, since she fused the memories of the two, her actions have always been unpredictable. Things like robbing Long Mingtian and offending Qu Silent were definitely something she couldn't do before.

Ding Qiushan once said that she advanced to Jindan by mining, at that time she was seeking speed, but now it seems that she has suffered a loss, she advanced to the middle stage much earlier than He Miaomiao, but now it is still the middle stage of Jindan, and she has not grown at all.

But it stands to reason that the elder of the Heavenly Mandate Peak took her in for some mysterious things, so that he would not abandon her because of his slow advancement.

It's incomprehensible that she's here.

Qu Mingcicada's face is already soft, and there is a kind of clear beauty that is not stained by silt, otherwise it would not have been so popular in the lotus pond at the beginning.

She was wearing a light blue breast-length skirt at this time, the waist was semi-transparent, and the skirt couldn't help but flutter with the dance, occasionally revealing her white feet and the scales hanging from her ankles.

The dancing posture is charming and vulgar, and the beauty is unparalleled for a while, and the accompanying dancers around him have all become foils, and the monks in the lobby have praised them again and again.

"Where there is her, there is probably a big opportunity. It's just that you can't grab this opportunity, but it's easy to get fishy. He Miao pouted, she didn't have the interest when she came, she was blocked in her heart, but she was helpless.

Qu Mingcicada is the same as Tu Shanfan, her luck is too mysterious, as if she is destined to live in the dark, even if she has murderous intentions, she is powerless to succeed.

Dealing with people who have old grudges but can't be killed, she simply chooses to stay away, and never comes to the front to ask for hardship.

"Competing for the opportunity with the son of luck is indeed a fatal thing, let's eat and drink, what should we do. Zishen sandwiched a basket of vegetables and put it in He Miaomiao's bowl, seeing that she was no longer interested in singing and dancing, she simply closed the window to make the compartment quieter.

Shi Ling didn't know about the affairs of the Canglan Realm, and he was not very interested in it, so he silently pinched the spirit fruit and gnawed it, and listened to the two of them talk about the Yin and Yang Sect.

"When I was in the Formation Mountain, I heard that Qu Mingcicada was very valued, and Elder Tong of Heavenly Mandate Peak regarded her as a disciple, and she was too precious to be. "Zi Shen once mixed into the Imperial Demon City to make talismans, and there were many disciples of the Yin Yang Sect there, and they were all envious or jealous when they mentioned her.

"Well, I've heard that, too. In order to protect her, even Qu Wusheng offended. He Miaomiao remembered Ding Qiushan's indignant tone and the incomprehension on his face.

Perhaps in his opinion, Qu Mingcia is just an ordinary disciple with better luck, and his qualifications are not good, and it is a step to reach the sky to get the blue eyes of a childlike person with a transcendent status.

But He Miaomiao felt that this Elder Tong probably didn't have any good intentions, and it was very likely that he had discovered something during his fate, so he attached so much importance to Qu Mingcicada.

"By the way, before leaving the array mountain, I happened to hear it, saying that Qu Mingcicada is difficult to cultivate, and it needs to be guided by a fellow or high-level cultivator who is a spirit body, and cooperate with the secret technique of the Yin Yang Sect to advance safely. This matter has become a joke in their sect. ”

Zishen suddenly remembered this and said it casually, but he didn't expect He Miaomiao to frown, look at the closed window coldly, and didn't speak for a long time.

Qu Mingcicada needs to be advanced in spirits, and the first task of going out to experience is naturally to find spirits, so doing something like a dancing girl that does not match her identity is very likely to be for this.

He Miaomiao said secretly, whether her guess was right or not, she must not let Zishen appear in front of Qu Mingciao.

He happens to be in the late stage of Jindan, a small realm of Gao Qu Mingcicada, if she changes candidates on a whim, it will be a disaster, and fighting with her often has to fight for half her life, and the key is not to know if she can escape.

Listening to Zishen's tone, it seemed that he didn't know that he was a spirit body, He Miaomiao sighed lightly: "Anyway, it's not good to bump into her, let's get as far away from her as possible!"

"The third sister has an old grudge against her?" Zishen raised his eyebrows, put down the wine glass and said, "I'll be angry for you later!"

He Miaomiao was shocked in her heart, and hurriedly said with a solemn face: "The small friction many years ago has long passed. Whether it's for our own safety or our family's sake, we can't act impulsively!"

Zishen saw that her expression didn't seem to be fake, and believed that there was probably no deep hatred between them, so he nodded obediently, promising that he would not take the initiative to cause trouble.

Shi Ling drank several glasses of spiritual wine, and used some spiritual food and spiritual fruits, and he was already a little drunk, and he didn't really listen to what they said. Seeing this, He Miaomiao simply proposed to leave, saving the "Drunken Moon Fairy" from dancing and colliding with them outside.

The three of them summoned the little monk who led the way, paid the spirit stone and hurried away, and when he went out, He Miaomiao could still hear the sound of praise in the field, and the dance music was one after another, I don't know when it will be played.

......

At the end of the song, the song was over, and the hall of the Cloud Dream Pavilion was full of people, and only the sound of the minor friars cleaning up the mess remained.

A seemingly inconspicuous elegant room on the second floor, the furnishings and ornaments inside are all fourth-order and fifth-order treasures, and the young man sitting at the head of the low table looks very comfortable, and a pair of phoenix eyes are full of romance.

His breath was calm, faintly exuding the coercion of the Yuan Infant Perfection, dressed in a cyan placket, the neckline was painted with cloud patterns, and the dark light of the Confucian scarf on his head floated, and at a glance he knew that it was a high-quality fifth-order defensive spirit treasure.

Intentionally or unintentionally, he hummed along with the light music, folded the fan in his right hand, and tapped the palm of his left hand for a while, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up when he looked at the light cyan figure dancing in front of the table.

"The drunken moon is long, the stone is resting, the water can be inferred, and the flowers can melt the sorrow. He said softly, his voice seductive, and the beauty who listened to the music and chanting blushed.

"Drunken Moon Fairy" Qu Mingcicada, but always has a cold expression, and her noble posture is completely different from that of the female cultivators beside her.