But after Lu Chen finished singing, he kept shuttled through the crowd, hoping to find the unforgettable figure and face of him. Fei'er, who was singing with him, had his eyes closely followed him.
Lu Chen found out and said to Fei'er: "Young Master Fei'er, is there anything wrong?"
Fei'er looked at him shyly and said, "What are you looking for?"
Lu Chen concealed it and said, "Oh, nothing, I want to see if a friend has come to participate in our Ball Festival."
"Is your friend a man or a woman?" Fei'er asked in surprise.
Lu Chen smiled and said, "It's a woman. She bought me five embroidered handkerchiefs and once said she would come to attend our festival."
Fei'er said indifferently: "Maybe the other party won't come if there is something wrong, why do you have to search here?"
Just as Lu Chen was about to speak, the bell on his waist suddenly trembled. Lu Chen's face changed slightly. He ran towards the direction where his sister was without saying a word.
Since childhood, he and his sister have a strange sense. If one party is surprised, the bell worn by the other party will inevitably tremble automatically, and will make light or urgent trembling and sounds as the situation is serious.
Lu Chen ran all the way to the embroidery competition field, anxiously clearing away the crowded crowd. When he saw his sister sitting there with the competition hanging around him, he ran up and down, and pulled her sister up and down, "Sister, is there anything not comfortable? Did something happen just now?"
When Lu Yan saw his brother coming over, he said happily: "Brother, Yan'er is fine. Brother, look, Yan'er has entered the finals. I wonder if he can win the second place?"
Lu Chen was sure that his sister was fine, but the bell on his body was still shaking and Lu Yan noticed it, and said strangely: "Brother, what's wrong with your bell?"
Lu Chen wondered: "The bell was shaking and ringing just now. I thought something happened to you, but now I don't know what's going on?"
"Brother, have you let the bell touch something unclean?" Lu Yan thought for a while and said. When he was very young, the goddess of Nanzhu warned them that the bells are their patron saints, and they should not be lost, they should not be contaminated with uncleanness, and they should not be borrowed from others.
Lu Chen shook his head and said, "This is impossible. I have been wearing the bell carefully." But his mind became more and more uneasy, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart. He looked down at the rapidly shaking bells, and suddenly found that they were all shaking in one direction. He said in confusion: "Sister, do you see if the bells are shaking in one direction?"
Lu Yan looked carefully and said in surprise: "Yes, brother. What's wrong with the bell today?"
Lu Chen said: "Sister, you can play well, I'll take a look in that direction."
"Brother, be careful." Lu Yan reminded. Lu Chen nodded, turned around and left, and ran in the direction where the bell was shaking.
Before Ming Xixi and Lan Xiaoyan returned to Fanshan, they met a group of people fighting halfway through. They couldn't help but look at each other. The four men were facing three women. Judging from the situation, the two sides had been fighting for a long time. The three women were sweating profusely, gasping slightly, and their sword swinging movements were significantly slowed down. The four men's situation was not much better. They had torn a few parts of their bodies, and they looked quite embarrassed.
"Let's go, stop meddling in other people's business." Lan Xiaoyan was afraid that Ming Xixi's restlessness would come out again, so he quickly pulled her away.
"Uh, good..." Before Ming Xixi could fall into his mind, two cold lights suddenly came to her face. She hurriedly dodged, and with a dart with a "swoosh" and nailed into the tree behind her.
"Young master, girl, help us." The woman in yellow screamed, and the long sword in her hand was swayed tightly. The other party was a man in black clothes, and his martial arts were not inferior to the woman in yellow. When he saw a move, he pressed him step by step. The woman in yellow retreated step by step, and flew out three darts, which were easily avoided by the other party. He snorted coldly and turned the defense to attack. The woman in yellow consumed too long and was soon at a disadvantage.
"Young master, girl, please help us Mizukong Palace!" The other two women in red and women in flowery called out at the same time, with a very anxious expression.
Ming Xixi was unhappy when she saw the four men besieging the three women. She heard the three men asking for help, thinking that they had to accumulate practical experience for themselves and then talk about it after fighting. She left a sentence "I'm going to fight" and shook her body, entered the camp of seven people, stepped on the elegance of her feet, and a pair of jade applause hit the east and west. The three women showed a grateful smile. The four men shouted angrily: "Miss, stop meddling in other people's business, and being with the Shuiying Palace is just not able to get along with our Qishan Gate."
Lan Xiaoyan was standing aside as a guest watching. When he heard that the Qishan Gate had come out, he quickly flashed into it and grabbed Ming Xixi and said, "Stop meddling in other people's business, let's go."
"Let me practice more." Ming Xixi was unhappy and shook Lan Xiaoyan away, and then opened the fan inserted at his waist instead of the weapon. He stepped on the elegant skill as beautiful as flowing clouds and water. He used the fan to use the Masters' own incense fan 369 technique, making it like flying clouds and fog. His clothes were fluttering, but the other party could not touch half of her clothes.
Lan Xiaoyan couldn't persuade her and smiled bitterly, so he had to join the fight, but he only made an effort to protect Ming Xixi and had no intention of dealing with the four men. In this way, the fight scene became a bit strange and funny.
The three women in the Water Shadow Palace were helped and their morale was greatly boosted. The four men at the Qishan Gate were very angry. The man in white swung his sword to block Ming Xixi, and he was killed by his moves, showing his viciousness and ruthlessness.
"Miss Ming! Miss Ming!" Lu Chen ran all the way in the direction guided by the bell. Yu recognized Ming Xixi during the battle of weapons and shouted happily.
Ming Xixi turned his head and saw that it was him, and shouted: "Lu Chen, let me go, you don't trust me, I don't know you."
Lu Chen hurriedly explained: "Miss Ming, I was waiting for you at the entrance of the village. The leader of the song was temporarily uncomfortable, so I had to go and I couldn't wait for you anymore. After the song was over, I kept looking for you. Miss Ming, stop beating, it's dangerous."
"I can't stop. This guy's long sword is too sharp." Ming Xixi's move Wufengxiang was in a mess, and he shook the opponent two or three meters before he wanted to retract the fan. The opponent's long sword stabbed in again. Lu Chen looked at it, rushed straight in, pulled out a pair of curved hooks he wore, and clanged the opponent's sword tip. At the same time, he turned forward and turned forward. The curved hook automatically contracted and tightly clamped the sword body. He said to Ming Xixi: "Miss Ming, I'll stop him, you go quickly."
The other party was furious and fighting so carelessly was an insult to himself. He snorted coldly and said, "Arrogance does not know life and death, let you taste the unique skills of my Qishan Gate."
"Okay, let's go over." Ming Xixi's incense fan 369 technique was used in a messy way, and it was combined with the elegant skills under her feet. It was not like fighting, but more like a person who was walking on the jog after drinking.
Lan Xiaoyan retreated to Ming Xixi with a faint move, grabbed her wrist and jumped upwards, swung her five successes with her left palm, and the two of them quickly retreated several feet away from the foot of the mountain. When Lu Chen saw that the two had run away, he quickly ran away with two moves. The four men were defeated by the plan, so they couldn't bear the breath, and they chased after them.