Since he said something, Qi Ziyuan couldn't regret it.
Besides, Yin Baichuan was injured because of Huizhuan's debts. If he didn't agree, he might be really going to Dingzhou by himself.
He has always been a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He has been with his classmates for so many years, and he has long since cleaned up many messes for Yin Baichuan.
Although the owner of the invitation letter was unknown, the banquet was set at Wutong Cliff, which was the temple of the old man Tianji. With the status and strength of the old man Tianji in the world, even if the man had bad intentions, he would not dare to do too much.
During this period, he was staying in the door, and it seemed that he could only practice swords to relieve his depression. Perhaps going out for a trip was a good way, so that he could figure out what he was feeling uncomfortable.
After making up his mind, Qi Ziyuan packed his luggage and rushed to Dingzhou.
It was May, and Dingzhou was north of Chenzhou. The spring scenery along the way was different from that of Jiangnan. It was unique. Qi Ziyuan had no intention of appreciating it, but he just rushed to the road.
The day I arrived at Wutong Cliff was the fifteenth day of May.
Wutong is made of a name, but in fact it is located on a mountain with a wide area. In addition to the Xuanyuan Temple of the Old Man Tianji, there are many sects of all sizes, which are extremely lively.
Qi Ziyuan held the invitation letter, but met an acquaintance at the foot of the mountain.
Senior Brother Zhang?He saw the man in white-clothed Jinyao's back familiar with him and asked him out loud. The man turned around and it was indeed Zhang Ruoxiang from Chongxiao Sword Sect.
Junior Brother Qi?Zhang Ruo returns to his heart, could it be that you... were invited to come too?The one who Qi Ziyuan didn't invite the invitation letter was actually Yin Baichuan. He slid his forehead and the two were greeting themselves. He saw a girl in white clothes floating on the mountain road, covering her face with white veil, revealing only a pair of smart black eyes: Mr. Zhang... Mr. Qi, please come with me, two young masters.Zhang Ruohui has been famous for many years like Yin Baichuan. Since he dared to come to the appointment, he was not afraid. Qi Ziyuan's martial arts skills were still above him. The two of them didn't say much at the moment and followed the girl in white clothes up the mountain.
The mountain road was long, and they became more and more remote as they walked. When the girl finally stopped, she saw a magnificent manor standing tall under the setting sun.
The sun was slowly sinking, and the afterglow spread a layer of golden light on the corners of the eaves, but it seemed that the fireworks that were about to be extinguished were about to be swallowed by the darkness little by little.
In front of the manor gate, there are four words written on the forehead, which is Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.
Hey, Zhang Ruoying laughed, it's interesting.Qi Ziyuan didn't say much and stepped straight into the courtyard.
Although he has a prominent reputation and has not had much experience in traveling around the world, he has not experienced many strange things like Yin Baichuan and has extensive knowledge. At this time, he saw that although the manor is decorated with beautiful decorations, the candles and dark shadows are everywhere, it is obviously not right, but he is not panicked.
The Frost Spring Sword at the waist was as stable as before, with slender and powerful hands hanging on the side of the body, as if extremely relaxed, but no one would doubt that the most fierce and deadly sword could be swung by the hands as soon as they held the hilt of the sword.
Mr. Zhang Ah, Mr. Cheng, has been waiting for a long time, and I also invite two young masters to take their seats.A graceful figure came slowly, and a beautiful woman in white gauze walked out of the hall. She was also covered with a veil, her concave and concave body was hidden under her pleated shirt. Although she did not need to produce a trace of skin, she had an indescribable temptation.
Even Zhang Ruohui, the romantic swordsman who was used to seeing beauties, couldn't help swallowing. Qi Ziyuan, who was standing beside him, said coldly: Where is Xiaoman Luohunqin?Young Master, don’t worry, the banquet has not started yet, so please take a seat. The beautiful woman covered her mouth and said, “The two young masters are the latest. Once you arrive, the banquet will begin.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she clapped her hands, and two rows of dancers in white clothes entered one after another, and then two rows of maids in white clothes holding pots and holding cups.
Without exception, their faces are still hidden under the veil. The same thing is probably that they are not seeing their true faces, but they can be seen from their slim figure that they all have good looks.
There were six people attending the banquet. Except for Zhang Ruohui, the remaining four people were not familiar with Qi Zi, but they all knew their names. They were all good at becoming famous for many years and were truly outstanding.
But apart from this, there is no intersection, or... Qi Ziyuan thought to himself, and his appearance is still a common point.
He couldn't help but think of Yin Baichuan's nonsense. The senior brother said casually, it wouldn't be true... If it were true, why would he have to invite six more people?
While he was thinking, the maids in white had arrived near and each chose a guest to serve.
He picked up the glass cup with his bare hands, and the nectar and jade liquid poured out of the green jade pot. The sound of silk and bamboo sounded quietly. In the middle of the lobby, the dancers began to dance gracefully.
While drinking and listening to the hottest, the atmosphere of the banquet seemed to be pushed to the climax, but Qi Ziyuan felt uncomfortable all over.
Something is wrong, what's wrong?There is no poison in the wine, and there is no scent of fragrance in the air. The sound of the piano and flute is an ordinary rhythm, without any internal strength. Where does the strange thing come from?
His brows became tighter and tighter. Suddenly, a gust of fragrant breeze blew across his nose, and his slightly cool little hand slid into his palm, and a small ball of paper was stuffed in.
In the flash of lightning, he made a quick decision and grabbed the hand.
The master of his hand slid away like a swimming fish, and he quickly chased into the darkness behind him.No one around paid attention, except for the beautiful woman sitting on the head raising her eyebrows slightly, her smile became softer.
The main hall leads to the corridor, and the lights are gone, and it is pitch black. You can only hear the extremely light breathing, just like a butterfly flapping its wings in the night, making Qi Ziyuan's heart beat faster and faster.
As he approached, he was getting closer and closer to the person running ahead. His big hand finally grabbed the sleeve. With a slight force, he pressed the man against the wall and bullied him.
In the courtyard, a beam of moonlight fell. Tonight was fifteen. The bright moon was like a plate, shining through the black eyes outside the veil as if it was filled with waves, and it was like a dream of light smoke.
He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch it, but stopped in the air again.
It was her, it was indeed her. When he saw these eyes, his little hands slid into his palm, and when he smelled the familiar fragrance, he chased him out without hesitation and he was sure it was her.
The knot that had been around for a long time finally got answered. In a trance, Qi Ziyuan understood, but fell into deep sighs.
Yaoyao... He seemed to be muttering, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterfly, it turned out that something was wrong was here.
A strange manor, a strange banquet, and a little man he had been thinking about day and night.
This absurd dream may have begun when he stepped into the manor. Only in the dream can he have a reunion.
puff.
The lingering peacefulness was broken by a chuckle. The girl covered her stomach and could not hold back her laughter at first. Now she finally laughed so hard that she fell. You, Qi Ziyuan, you won’t... Haha, you won’t think you are dreaming.
Qi Ziyuan was rarely a little stunned: ...Isn't it?
I want to know if it is, just touch it. Since it has been recognized, Yao Ji simply pulled down the veil. Yixi Yichen's delicate little face was full of cunning smile. Come on, she grabbed the man's hand and touched you.
His eyes darkened, and the man did not let go, nor did he take care of the situation. He leaned slightly and kissed the girl's lips without hesitation.
You can try it without touching it.
Besides, Yin Baichuan was injured because of Huizhuan's debts. If he didn't agree, he might be really going to Dingzhou by himself.
He has always been a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside. He has been with his classmates for so many years, and he has long since cleaned up many messes for Yin Baichuan.
Although the owner of the invitation letter was unknown, the banquet was set at Wutong Cliff, which was the temple of the old man Tianji. With the status and strength of the old man Tianji in the world, even if the man had bad intentions, he would not dare to do too much.
During this period, he was staying in the door, and it seemed that he could only practice swords to relieve his depression. Perhaps going out for a trip was a good way, so that he could figure out what he was feeling uncomfortable.
After making up his mind, Qi Ziyuan packed his luggage and rushed to Dingzhou.
It was May, and Dingzhou was north of Chenzhou. The spring scenery along the way was different from that of Jiangnan. It was unique. Qi Ziyuan had no intention of appreciating it, but he just rushed to the road.
The day I arrived at Wutong Cliff was the fifteenth day of May.
Wutong is made of a name, but in fact it is located on a mountain with a wide area. In addition to the Xuanyuan Temple of the Old Man Tianji, there are many sects of all sizes, which are extremely lively.
Qi Ziyuan held the invitation letter, but met an acquaintance at the foot of the mountain.
Senior Brother Zhang?He saw the man in white-clothed Jinyao's back familiar with him and asked him out loud. The man turned around and it was indeed Zhang Ruoxiang from Chongxiao Sword Sect.
Junior Brother Qi?Zhang Ruo returns to his heart, could it be that you... were invited to come too?The one who Qi Ziyuan didn't invite the invitation letter was actually Yin Baichuan. He slid his forehead and the two were greeting themselves. He saw a girl in white clothes floating on the mountain road, covering her face with white veil, revealing only a pair of smart black eyes: Mr. Zhang... Mr. Qi, please come with me, two young masters.Zhang Ruohui has been famous for many years like Yin Baichuan. Since he dared to come to the appointment, he was not afraid. Qi Ziyuan's martial arts skills were still above him. The two of them didn't say much at the moment and followed the girl in white clothes up the mountain.
The mountain road was long, and they became more and more remote as they walked. When the girl finally stopped, she saw a magnificent manor standing tall under the setting sun.
The sun was slowly sinking, and the afterglow spread a layer of golden light on the corners of the eaves, but it seemed that the fireworks that were about to be extinguished were about to be swallowed by the darkness little by little.
In front of the manor gate, there are four words written on the forehead, which is Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.
Hey, Zhang Ruoying laughed, it's interesting.Qi Ziyuan didn't say much and stepped straight into the courtyard.
Although he has a prominent reputation and has not had much experience in traveling around the world, he has not experienced many strange things like Yin Baichuan and has extensive knowledge. At this time, he saw that although the manor is decorated with beautiful decorations, the candles and dark shadows are everywhere, it is obviously not right, but he is not panicked.
The Frost Spring Sword at the waist was as stable as before, with slender and powerful hands hanging on the side of the body, as if extremely relaxed, but no one would doubt that the most fierce and deadly sword could be swung by the hands as soon as they held the hilt of the sword.
Mr. Zhang Ah, Mr. Cheng, has been waiting for a long time, and I also invite two young masters to take their seats.A graceful figure came slowly, and a beautiful woman in white gauze walked out of the hall. She was also covered with a veil, her concave and concave body was hidden under her pleated shirt. Although she did not need to produce a trace of skin, she had an indescribable temptation.
Even Zhang Ruohui, the romantic swordsman who was used to seeing beauties, couldn't help swallowing. Qi Ziyuan, who was standing beside him, said coldly: Where is Xiaoman Luohunqin?Young Master, don’t worry, the banquet has not started yet, so please take a seat. The beautiful woman covered her mouth and said, “The two young masters are the latest. Once you arrive, the banquet will begin.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she clapped her hands, and two rows of dancers in white clothes entered one after another, and then two rows of maids in white clothes holding pots and holding cups.
Without exception, their faces are still hidden under the veil. The same thing is probably that they are not seeing their true faces, but they can be seen from their slim figure that they all have good looks.
There were six people attending the banquet. Except for Zhang Ruohui, the remaining four people were not familiar with Qi Zi, but they all knew their names. They were all good at becoming famous for many years and were truly outstanding.
But apart from this, there is no intersection, or... Qi Ziyuan thought to himself, and his appearance is still a common point.
He couldn't help but think of Yin Baichuan's nonsense. The senior brother said casually, it wouldn't be true... If it were true, why would he have to invite six more people?
While he was thinking, the maids in white had arrived near and each chose a guest to serve.
He picked up the glass cup with his bare hands, and the nectar and jade liquid poured out of the green jade pot. The sound of silk and bamboo sounded quietly. In the middle of the lobby, the dancers began to dance gracefully.
While drinking and listening to the hottest, the atmosphere of the banquet seemed to be pushed to the climax, but Qi Ziyuan felt uncomfortable all over.
Something is wrong, what's wrong?There is no poison in the wine, and there is no scent of fragrance in the air. The sound of the piano and flute is an ordinary rhythm, without any internal strength. Where does the strange thing come from?
His brows became tighter and tighter. Suddenly, a gust of fragrant breeze blew across his nose, and his slightly cool little hand slid into his palm, and a small ball of paper was stuffed in.
In the flash of lightning, he made a quick decision and grabbed the hand.
The master of his hand slid away like a swimming fish, and he quickly chased into the darkness behind him.No one around paid attention, except for the beautiful woman sitting on the head raising her eyebrows slightly, her smile became softer.
The main hall leads to the corridor, and the lights are gone, and it is pitch black. You can only hear the extremely light breathing, just like a butterfly flapping its wings in the night, making Qi Ziyuan's heart beat faster and faster.
As he approached, he was getting closer and closer to the person running ahead. His big hand finally grabbed the sleeve. With a slight force, he pressed the man against the wall and bullied him.
In the courtyard, a beam of moonlight fell. Tonight was fifteen. The bright moon was like a plate, shining through the black eyes outside the veil as if it was filled with waves, and it was like a dream of light smoke.
He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch it, but stopped in the air again.
It was her, it was indeed her. When he saw these eyes, his little hands slid into his palm, and when he smelled the familiar fragrance, he chased him out without hesitation and he was sure it was her.
The knot that had been around for a long time finally got answered. In a trance, Qi Ziyuan understood, but fell into deep sighs.
Yaoyao... He seemed to be muttering, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterfly, it turned out that something was wrong was here.
A strange manor, a strange banquet, and a little man he had been thinking about day and night.
This absurd dream may have begun when he stepped into the manor. Only in the dream can he have a reunion.
puff.
The lingering peacefulness was broken by a chuckle. The girl covered her stomach and could not hold back her laughter at first. Now she finally laughed so hard that she fell. You, Qi Ziyuan, you won’t... Haha, you won’t think you are dreaming.
Qi Ziyuan was rarely a little stunned: ...Isn't it?
I want to know if it is, just touch it. Since it has been recognized, Yao Ji simply pulled down the veil. Yixi Yichen's delicate little face was full of cunning smile. Come on, she grabbed the man's hand and touched you.
His eyes darkened, and the man did not let go, nor did he take care of the situation. He leaned slightly and kissed the girl's lips without hesitation.
You can try it without touching it.
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