She subconsciously raised her head, a flash of surprise in her eyes.
There is a light gauze in the sky that is laid out like a road, and eight girls in orange clothes are walking on the gauze. These eight girls work together to carry a milky white soft sedan. The soft sedan is gorgeous, with a fist-sized luminous pearl on top.
The sedan curtains are decorated with orchid patterns with silver and gold threads, and eight silver bells hang on the top of the sedan, which jingle as the sedan rises and falls.
Wu Jiuzi always felt that this sedan looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.
As she was pondering, the sedan suddenly landed on the edge of the lake, and the eight girls bowed in unison: "Welcome the palace master to get off the sedan."
A girl in orange clothes opened the sedan curtain, first stretched out a delicate white hand from inside, supported the arm of the girl who lifted the curtain, and then stretched out a delicate embroidered thin-soled boot embroidered with an orchid pattern...
Wu Jiuzi looked at all this with amusement. Who is this palace master? What a grand ceremony!
There was another flower in front of me, and there was already a stunning beauty outside the sedan.
Wu Jiuzi unconsciously held her breath.
Beautiful! That stunning girl is breathtakingly beautiful!
The girl was wearing a long lavender dress, which was also embroidered with fluttering orchid patterns. It danced with the light movement of her lotus steps, and the branches and leaves swayed as if they were alive.
She has wide flowing sleeves, high bun, and picturesque eyebrows. The wind lifts her sleeves and dress, making her look like the bright moon in the night sky, elegant and noble, unstained by dust.
The girl glanced over here, her eyes brightened slightly: "Liu Xiang, it turns out you are here." Her voice was light and ethereal, and extremely pleasant to the ear.
The other eight girls have also bowed down: "Master Kazama Priest."
It turns out they knew each other.
Wu Jiuzi glanced sideways at Fengjian Liuxiang. He was half leaning on the bulkhead, but now he straightened up and smiled slightly. His smile was like the spring breeze in March, soft and intoxicating: "Mu Xian, how are you always?"
Wu Jiuzi's heart skipped a beat, Mu Xuan? Mu Xian?
"It's not bad. I wonder if Mu Xian might have a place?" the girl asked with a smile.
"Of course, please." Fengjian Liuxiang stretched out her hand and made a gesture of invitation.
The girl smiled sweetly and turned around to tell the maids: "You go somewhere else for a stroll first."
The eight maids agreed, then bowed their heads and retreated away.
The palace owner then floated up, as if she was riding the wind, but not very fast. She was like a fairy concubine strolling leisurely in the air. Her clothes and belt caught the wind, and a faint fragrance floated by. Her person was already there.
It fell on the boat and could not bear the dust, and the boat did not rock.
A flash of surprise flashed in Wu Jiuzi's eyes, this woman is so handsome!
Wu Jiuzi has now reached the level of Dou Sheng, so he is naturally an expert in fighting power.
When she usually gets on the boat, no matter how careful she is, the strange boat like Fengjian Liuxiang will sway and sink slightly.
However, this woman's boarding had no impact on the boat at all. It was lighter than a fallen leaf.
Her kung fu is probably above that of Dou Zun!
I'm afraid the skill of Liu Xiang in the wind is not much different...
The girl's bright eyes fell on Wu Jiuzi, and a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Who is this?"
Fengjian Liuxiang said: "My little disciple Azi." Then he said to Wu Jiuzi: "Azi, this is the master of Hanxiang Palace - Xiao Muchian, please get to know him."