Now her name in this world is Mo Jiuzi. Doesn’t she really have a senior brother Kazama Liuxiang?
The seven women from Xiaguang Sect were all stunned for a moment, looking at Wu Jiuzi with strange and subtle eyes.
Mo Xiaoxiao burst out laughing: "Jiuzi, just now I thought your temperament had changed a bit after encountering this catastrophe, but it turned out that you are still so obsessed with Priest Fengjian. Sure enough, you had to ask him as soon as you opened your mouth.
The news... Don’t worry, he is still practicing on Piaomiao Peak and has not come down from the mountain these days.”
Wu Jiuzi choked and couldn't get up.
It turns out there really is such a person!
Damn it, just one or two things happen by chance, it can’t be everything by chance, right?!
It seems that there is a high probability that she has really turned into that miserable cannon fodder!
Priest? It was actually a priest. She thought he was a prince or a prince.
Wait, she remembered that the title of the book was "The Good-for-Nothing Imperial Concubine is Too Arrogant". Since she is called the imperial concubine, and since the heroine Xiao Muxuan married Fengjian Liuxiang in the end, then Fengjian Liuxiang should be
He has a royal status, how come he became a priest here?
Wu Jiuzi seemed to have found a straw in drowning: "Priest Fengjian is a member of the royal family, right? He hasn't been back to the palace recently?"
Mo Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, looked at her, then stretched out a hand and tried it on Wu Jiuzi's forehead: "Jiuzi, what's wrong with you? You're talking so strangely today?"
Wu Jiuzi immediately grabbed her hand and looked at her with twinkling eyes: "What's weird? What did I say wrong?"
Mo Xiaoxiao lowered his voice: "Priest Fengjian is the prince of the former dynasty. Which palace do you want him to go back to? Who are you going to see? These are all what you told me, have you forgotten?"
ah?
Wu Jiuzi smiled dryly: "There are so many things going on lately, I forgot, I forgot..."
The prince of the previous dynasty was also a prince, and all the information was matched with that book. Wu Jiuzi suffered an extraordinary blow. He was in a state of despair, and he couldn't even taste the meal.
After finishing the meal, two of the women from the Xiaguang Sect stood up and left, saying they were going to contact their fellow sect members and go to Yujian.
Nie Guang took Wu Jiuzi and the others to the hot springs.
The hot spring here is located in an elegant and simple large bamboo building called "Fragrant Immortal Spring". There are eight hot springs in different sizes. The big one can accommodate people to have fun swimming in it, and the small one can accommodate three or four people to take a bath together.
Separate each other with partitions.
It is said that each spring has different functions and receives different guests.
At this moment, there was a queue of tens of meters outside the bamboo mansion. From a distance, Wu Jiuzi could see the crowds of people there, crowded and crowded. The familiar crowding made Wu Jiuzi feel more intimate...
It felt like I was seeing the ticket office of the train station before the Spring Festival again.
I didn’t expect that people in this world attach so much importance to health care, and that so many people would come to this place so remote...
"Strange, why are there so many people today?" Nie Guang frowned, as if a little surprised.
"Is there any big shot coming?" a fellow student asked.
"It can't be...could it be -" Another fellow's eyes suddenly lit up!
Nie Guang also seemed to have thought of something, his eyes lit up slightly, and his wonderful eyes looked towards the direction of Zhuxia...
Even Mo Xiaoxiao stood on tiptoe and looked in that direction...
Wu Jiuzi saw that everyone was looking eagerly in one direction like sunflowers. This posture was quite like the fanatical fans outside the hotel who were anxiously waiting for their idols and movie stars to show up.