"They are chasing me, haha." Ming Xixi smiled a little excitedly and was unwilling to leave. She didn't like the four men, wondering if she would give me some itchy and swollen and painful worms.
"Qimen Mountain ranks fifth in the sects in the martial arts world. Their biggest feature is that they are the best in entanglement." Lan Xiaoyan shook the fan and explained from the side.
"What is the best thing about entanglement?" Ming Xixi shook the fan and looked at the fierce expressions of the two men in Qimen Mountain who were approaching, without any rush.
"The best kung fu for entanglement." Lan Xiaoyan put this sentence on and walked aside to watch the fun. He had just seen clearly that these four men were not Ming Xixi's opponents. His protector seemed a little redundant, so it would be better to sit on the wall to watch.
The two of them were so furious that they were so angry that they jumped their feet. As soon as they came over, they opened their fists and feet, clamped Ming Xixi with both left and right. They used all the unique skills of Qishan Gate, with a magnificent momentum, ruthless and fast, but they had not learned it yet. The hard-working Qishan Gate martial arts encounters the soft and elegant skills and the 369th technique of the incense fan. It is like a stone hitting a cotton, and it is soft and unworkable.
Ming Xixi felt that he was a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, and he picked up a big advantage. His smile became more and more naughty. With the help of elegant skills, he patted one on his shoulder and touched the other on his head, making the two of them go around, furious and helpless.
"Okay, I won't play anymore, I'm sweating." Ming Xixi opened the fan, slapped himself into the air, and slid to Lan Xiaoyan like a fish. Lan Xiaoyan raised her sleeve and wiped the sweat beads on her face, and said gently: "Let's go back."
Has anyone ever been so despised and ignored by Qishan Gate? He could not beat him, but he chased him and stopped them. One of them raised his hand and pointed at them and cursed: "A pair of dogs, men and women, today I have offended our Qishan Gate, don't even want to leave!"
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Lan Xiaoyan's handsome face sank, shaking a fan in his hand, and suddenly rushed out. The two disciples at Qishan Gate changed their expressions and dodged quickly. The sword in their hand swung to resist, but two white lights passed by, and the two swords broke the tip of the sword and fell with a clang. Lan Xiaoyan's fan was still intact.
The disciples of Qishan Gate were stunned for a moment. Ming Xixi, who was standing beside him and Lu Chen who caught up, were also stunned by this scene. It was clearly a paper-paste fan, which could actually cut off the other party’s two long swords!
Lan Xiaoyan gracefully retracted the fan, stood beside Ming Xixi, and said calmly: "Remember, don't curse people easily in the future. Today is the sword break, and next time I can't guarantee that your life will be there. Xixi, let's go."
Ming Xixi said quite a pity: "I forgot to scatter the insects for them just now."
"Go back in the future." Lan Xiaoyan said with a doting smile on her.
Lu Chen walked on the other side of Ming Xixi and said strangely: "Miss Ming, who are they?"
"I don't know you, I only know that the man is from Qishan Gate and the woman is from Shuiying Palace. Have you heard of it?" Ming Xixi was also curious.
Lu Chen shook his head: "I have never been away from Fanshan and don't know what's happening outside." He lowered his head and glanced at the bell at the waist. It was strange. When he just chased Miss Ming, the bell stopped shaking and ringing, and seemed quiet and well-behaved. This was the first outsider in history to have a sense of the bell except for his sister.
The three of them returned to Fanshan. It was already noon. Lu Chen went back to find his sister. Ming Xixi said to Lan Xiaoyan: "You go back first, I'll go see Lu Chen's sister."
Leaving Lan Xiaoyan's sight, Ming Xixi turned around and said goodbye to Lu Chen, finding an excuse to find Chen Village. In a pavilion where he was resting, some guests who came to watch were scattered in groups of three or three. Chen Village was among them, carrying the meal provided by the Nanxi people and ate with others while chatting. Ming Xixi picked up a fine sand and scrambled to Chen Village without any trace. Chen Village hurriedly turned around and saw the people standing not far away, and hurriedly left the pavilion with their rice bowls.
"Is there any clue?" Ming Xixi asked softly. Chen Cun nodded and shook his head again, "I have also sent two spies to travel this time. The information they received was that the mage of the Nanxi tribe had just returned from the trip and was preparing to announce the new saint selection after the event in the afternoon. In addition, there are two people in the Nanxi tribe, which may be worthy of our attention."
"Who is it?" Ming Xixi asked hurriedly. Chen Cun said, "A pair of brothers and sisters, who are said to have both died since childhood, were brought back from outside by the goddess Nanzhu. Her brother was called Lu Chen and her sister was called Lu Yan."
Ming Xixi said in surprise: "What's special about this brother and sister?"
Chen Cun said: "The pair of bells they wear can sense each other's existence and safety. Apart from the mage, patriarch, and the goddess of Nanzhu, these brothers and sisters are the most special."
Ming Xixi said, "I know Lu Chen, and I will go to him when I look back."
When they returned to the VIP building of the Nanxi tribe, everyone had finished their lunch. Muge waved to her and said, "Fifth sister, come and meet the patriarch and the mage."
The clan leader was in his early fifties, a little fat, and was kind-hearted. The mage was Qian Mo Xiao, the snake-driver who had fought before. Ming Xixi bent down to salute the clan leader, and said coldly to Qian Mo Xiao, "Master Qian."
Qian Mo Xiao nodded and said, "Prince Kang Duan's friends are all outstanding in talent and extraordinary in temperament. They are a brilliant scenery in Fanshan."
Mu Ge said: "The mage misappropriates. I wonder where the mage has traveled this time?"
Qianmo smiled and said, "I regret not seeing this time in order to find an old friend. I passed through the Ghost Fire Peak and saw a spectacular and magnificent Ghost Fire scene in person."
When everyone heard the Ghost Fire Peak, they all looked surprised and curious. Han Junchen asked: "Master, what is that Ghost Fire Peak? Is there really a ghost setting fire?"
Qianmo smiled and said seriously: "Ghosts are invisible things, and we cannot see them with our naked eyes. Even if there is a ghost standing beside you at this time, you cannot know or feel them. Only people with Yin and Yang eyes can see the real ghost.
The ghost fire at the Ghost Fire Peak is indeed very strange. At night, it is like a fireflies flying. As the night gets deeper, the ghost fire becomes redder and the fire ball becomes denser. Looking from afar, it is like countless fireballs dancing, spreading across the entire Ghost Fire Peak. By midnight, an extremely special sound came out, either shrill, or smirking, or sobbing, or laughing wildly... It makes the listener feel terrified and nightmares come. Until the end of the Yin hour, this strange scene disappears."
Ming Xixi refused to comment and snorted inwardly: "Everyone is missing, I want to go and rest."
After saying that, he walked out the door, the patriarch hurriedly called the maid to follow and took her to the guest room on the side building to rest. Ming Xixi thanked the maid, and when he left, he immediately climbed down the window and went to find Lu Chen and his sister.
Lu Chen and his sister live in a small bamboo building behind the hillside. Two pigs were raised on the lower floor of the lower floor. People live on the upper floor. Bamboo fences form a small yard. Several fruit trees are lush with branches and leaves, without the slightest feeling of the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves.
The Lu brothers and sisters enthusiastically served tea. Ming Xixi looked Lu Yan up and down with a smile, and praised: "You are so beautiful, even better than your brother."
Lu Yan smiled frankly and said, "Miss Ming laughed. That day, my brother came back and told me that he saw a girl like a fairy. Now when he saw her, it was really a fairy who came down to earth. Young Master Fei'er stood in front of you. It's time to drill into a tree hole."
Lu Chen blushed slightly beside him and said, "Sister, don't talk nonsense."
Lu Yan said, "I didn't say anything randomly. Miss Ming is the friend of Prince Kang Duan and comes from Lan Lian. Although Young Master Fei'er is the daughter of the clan leader, he is limited to this small Fan Mountain. How can he compare with Miss Ming?"
Ming Xixi glanced at the bell on her waist and chuckled, "You are so old, you are still wearing children's bells."
Lu Yan said: "This bell, my brother and I have been wearing it since we were young. The goddess Nanzhu said that this is the only personal evidence on my brother and I."