"Wan'er Daoyou is polite. ”

Lu Ningshuang stood up, bowed her hand, then smiled slightly, gently uncorked the wine jar, lowered her head and took a sip of wine, and was about to speak, but saw Wan'er pick up the jasper wine jar with her index finger and middle finger, and then raised her head.

Wan'er opened her mouth slightly, and her white teeth gently bit down on the cork.

Smack!

The cork fell to the ground.

Wan'er held the wine jar in her hand and fell down.

Just as a strong autumn wind blew, blowing the wine away, and a string of crystal wine slipped from Wan'er's mouth and spilled on her shoulder.

Wan'er's long hair was shawl, and the wine just drenched the ends of her hair.

However, the slightly moist hair tips and uninhibited movements set off Wan'er's independent temperament.

At this moment, with bonfires, mountains and rivers, cold nights, and autumn winds as the background, Wan'er seems to be a wonderful person who came out of the picture scroll.

Everyone around looked at Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang.

Everyone present knew that their relationship with Liu Yi was extraordinary, and they got together tonight, I don't know if they were going to fight to the death......

Wan'er's eyes were like cold stars, and she turned around slightly, staring at the landing condensation......

Wan Ruirui stood aside, looking at Wan'er in a daze, her expression was a little stupid, and she thought to herself: "When I saw Wan'er before, I thought she was beautiful, but she didn't have any temperament, after all, she was just a mountain village girl, even if she was a childhood sweetheart with her uncle and ancestor, she would definitely not be able to compete with Senior Sister Ningshuang." I didn't expect it...... She is so heroic and uninhibited, heroic, and extraordinary, compared with Senior Sister Lu, it is difficult to distinguish between them! It's just that Wan'er, no matter how good you are, I will never let you snatch Uncle Liu!"

Lu Ningshuang saw that Wan'er drank all the wine in the altar in one gulp, and he suddenly felt in his heart that if he didn't drink the wine in the altar, he would be a little sorry for Wan'er's hospitality.

So, Lu Ningshuang also lowered her head, drank one sip after another, and after a while, she drank a palm-sized jar of wine cleanly.

After drinking, she was a little overwhelmed, and her face was slightly red as white as snow.

But it was this slightly reddened face that made Lu Ningshuang more graceful, like a man among the gods, captivating the country and the city.

Hu Tutu was sprinkling pepper, and suddenly turned around, just in time to see Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang standing face to face. Hu Tutu couldn't help but shudder in his heart, and secretly thought: "It's bad! It's broken! If they really fight, when Brother Yi comes back, they will definitely beat me up......

It has been several days since Wan'er came to the Yuxi faction.

In the past few days, Wan'er has lived in a simple house, rarely communicating with the monks of the Yuxi faction, and only met Hou Duanyang once during this period.

Tonight, Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang were both invited by Hu Tutu.

Once the two really fight, Hu Tutu can't get out of it.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Is there really going to be a fight?"

"How can this be a good ......?"

"Otherwise, we will dissuade them and tell them not to do anything. ”

"Who dares to persuade you, this Lu Ningshuang is the disciple of Zheng Fenglian's predecessors, and he can be regarded as the junior sister of his uncle's ancestor. And Wan'er was a childhood sweetheart with Uncle Shi, who asked her to come to our Yuxi faction. No matter who you help or persuade, you will offend your uncle and ancestor......"

"Yes, yes, you can't persuade two beautiful women to fight for a man, what is there to persuade. ”

The crowd lowered their voices and talked a lot.

Wan'er heard the surrounding Yuxi Sect disciples talking about her, her willow eyebrows furrowed, she looked around, and said inadvertently: "Fellow Daoists, don't talk nonsense, if I really fight with Condensing Frost Daoists, and then your uncle and ancestor ask me about me, I will say that I was instigated by you......"

Wan'er's words are sharp, and she is so straightforward!

The expressions of those Yuxi Sect disciples next to the bonfire changed, and they were all stunned and at a loss.

Once again, they discovered that this Wan'er was really different from the disciples of the Yuxi Sect.

Wan'er is already very beautiful, in the past two or three years of practicing in the Holy Fire Demon Sect, she has been contaminated with the heroism and unruliness of many demon monks, but she has not been polluted by the insidious and despicable nature of the demon monks, and she has obtained its essence and removed its dross. Now the first time she participated in the gathering of the disciples of the Yuxi Sect, she inadvertently showed her unique temperament and charm.

Wan'er's charm and bearing are almost the same as Lu Ningshuang, but they are very different.

The wine in the altar was drunk by Wan'er.

She walked slowly to Lu Ningshuang's side, her eyes were warm, and she said, "Fellow Daoist of Ningshuang, we have a chance to get together tonight, why don't you have a chat, what do you think?"

Lu Ningshuang nodded, and the lotus step moved lightly, walking towards the outside of the crowd.

The crowd automatically split a path and watched the two leave.

The aroma of barbecue and the strong smell of pepper are fading away.

Wan'er and Lu Ningshuang stood side by side, starry behind them.

"I have had an ideal ...... since I was a child"

Wan'er looked up at the starry sky, her tone was a little confused, and said, "My ideal is to marry Brother Yi, what about you?"

When Lu Ningshuang heard this, her expression was a little stupid.

"Senior Brother Liu, I have to work hard to cultivate in order to keep up with his footsteps. ”

Lu Ningshuang didn't directly answer the question about her ideals, she just said that she had to work hard to cultivate, but she was thinking in her heart: "Senior Brother Liu can cultivate to immortality, and I will also cultivate to immortality." When the time comes, I can accompany him to watch the sunset and sunrise, and if it happens again, Senior Brother Liu can lend me his clothes again......"

Wan'er's goal is very clear, she wants to marry Liu Yi.

Lu Ningshuang is not as precocious as Wan'er, she is only twelve or thirteen years old when she joined the Yuxi faction, and now she is only fifteen or sixteen years old. For the relationship between men and women, Lu Ningshuang doesn't know much about it.

Lu Ningshuang only knew that when she had her first menarche, she was seen by Liu Yi, which was a secret. Then, she thought in her heart that no one could know this "secret" except for her and Liu Yi. Then, when she thought of Liu Yi, she would unconsciously blush a little. Then, whenever she has something on her mind, she thinks of Liu Yi from time to time.

As for whether she likes Liu Yi or not, whether Liu Yi likes her or not...... Lu Ningshuang never considered this question.

The cool breeze is bleak.

Autumn is in full swing.

There are many people next to the bonfire, singing about the wine, being generous, the voices are boiling, and everyone is indulging in drinking. They may have taken advantage of this bonfire to indulge and take the opportunity to release the pent-up emotions in their hearts and dilute the fear in their hearts.

The army of Hengshan Realm is pressing, who can not be afraid?

If anyone dares to say that they are not afraid at all, they must be deceiving themselves.

As for whether Liu Yi could turn the tide, these Yuxi Sect disciples were not sure. But they had to believe that Liu Yi had the ability to turn the tide, just because the two masters of the Yuxi Sect, Xuan Jizi and Luo Bandao, had not yet returned, and the Xuantian Sect of the Qiongyu Land Realm had not sent reinforcements......

They have nothing to rely on except for believing in Liu Yi's ability to turn the tide.

Only Hu Tutu is the one who is truly happy to the extreme. He carried a sack full of pepper on his back and flew around the campfire, sprinkled with pepper like a scattered flower.