Chapter 798 Great Xia Dragon Vein, Little Junior Sister on the Top of the Clouds, Shocking News!
Chapter 798 Daxia Dragon Vein, Junior Sister at the Top of the Cloud, Shocking News! [1 update]
One after another, a steady stream.
Some quickly submerged into Fusang Mountain, while others swept farther and went to other states.
Within the scope of the Yin and Yang Eyes, Fuso Mountain is glowing with new vitality.
Mr. Ji took a breath: "So much luck!"
Over the years, Daxia's luck has indeed been stolen a lot.
Therefore, the five major dragon veins will suffer different damages, and natural disasters in various places will gradually increase.
Even if the Ji family is divided into five factions and begins to repair the dragon veins, it will be difficult to make up for the most fundamental shortcomings.
But the fate of heaven and earth is different.
Dragon veins are originally born in response to heaven and earth, and are the core of the destiny of heaven and earth.
Only the luck of heaven and earth can perfectly repair the dragon veins.
Ji Xingzhi didn't care that it was already half past eleven at night.
He immediately dialed Si Fuqing's phone: "Brother, what a happy event. You succeeded. The old man and I can see our fortunes gathering together again."
"I didn't expect you, brother, would get such a big response just by filming one variety show. Then we have to make a few more!"
"It's not just the power of a variety show." Si Fuqing said softly, "It's the power of millions of people, and it's not my credit."
Jiang Zhaoyue was right, they could see today.
So after death, he still protects this continent.
This part of luck was also brought back by them.
Ji Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered the outrageous thing that Si Fuqing could travel through time.
He tentatively spoke: "Brother, you have met a lot of people, right? The trick you used to destroy the Gate of the Dead was taught to you personally by your ancestors?"
Although Ji Chunyuan is such a well-known historical figure, there are only a few words about his death in the history books.
It's far less impactful than seeing it with your own eyes.
Just by watching the TV series "The Female General Who Presided over the Country", he could feel the tragic and tragic scene.
What about real history?
Ji Xingzhi was a little sad.
"Yes." Si Fuqing smiled, "They are all very good people, and they have been protecting us in heaven."
She raised her head, looked up at the stars in the night sky, and said silently in her heart.
I will never let you down, Xiao Zhaoyue.
**
Two days later.
The official website of the International Art Competition has released the list of participants.
There are many celebrities participating in Daxia Empire, but basically all of them are idols with a background in singing and dancing.
After all, an actor's main job is to act.
Even if there are actors who have dabbled in singing and dancing, they are not good at it.
Idols participate in this competition to increase their popularity.
Except Si Fuqing.
As the top figure in the Great Xia Empire, and with a nomination for the Nine-Day Award, his reputation is unrivaled in the country and is rapidly rising internationally.
Not to mention that she has won several gold medals at international sports events and her international reputation spans all major fields.
It stands to reason that she does not need to take part in this competition.
So when they saw her name appearing on the official website, the fans were shocked.
【???Am I right? Why are you coming out again, Qingqing Girl Goose? You are really a dedicated worker.】
[Good guy, Sister Si was a mentor in "Youth" two years ago, and two years later she went into battle herself. 】
[I came at the right time, I haven’t seen Qingqing baby dancing yet! I must sing more songs!]
[Goddess, come on! Let foreigners see your Kung Fu dance and blind their eyes!]
[Well, I can accept singing and dancing. After all, I am still in the entertainment industry. As long as I am not pulled out of the entertainment industry by people in other circles, it will be fine. 】
This is how the mousses comfort themselves.
In the villa, Si Fuqing frowned and looked at every precaution in the game.
One of the most eye-catching ones is that only celebrities can participate in this competition.
This eliminates the possibility of all professionals participating.
For example, calligraphers and dancers from the Tiandi Alliance.
I specially marked this item because I am afraid that there are too many strange people and strange people in Daxia.
Si Fuqing touched his chin.
Ah, then is she within the scope of this professional?
The door was pushed open at this moment.
The April wind rushed in, taking away the slightest chill.
Si Fuqing looked up and saw a tall man holding four or five globes and walking in slowly.
For a moment, she suspected that she had seen it wrong.
She rubbed her eyes and looked over again, but it was still the same scene.
Si Fuqing: "...You went out for a trip, why did you come back with so many globes?"
Yu Xiheng put down the globes he held in his arms one by one and said, "I met a few children on the road and asked me to hold the globes so that I can find my way around the world."
Si Fuqing: "..."
To be honest, she also had such thoughts.
This means getting too deep into the drama.
She looked at him with interest: "How did you answer?"
Yu Xiheng took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and raised his eyebrows: "I said there is no need to fight now. Children, go back and recite Shi Jue's poems in peace."
Si Fuqing was choked: "You are really evil-hearted."
She could already imagine the dejected looks of several children.
Yu Xiheng didn't care much, he rubbed her head: "How are you preparing for the competition?"
"We are choreographing." Si Fuqing clasped his hands together, "Brother Ninth, please accompany me when the time comes."
"Okay." Yu Xiheng pondered for a moment, "I will write the music. Don't be too tired."
Si Fuqing held his chin and blinked with fox eyes: "Is His Majesty Emperor Yin going to take action personally?"
Yu Xiheng picked up the pen and smiled lightly: "Yes, in person."
**
On the other side, the top of the clouds.
It lasted for more than a month, and Zisu still couldn't see Yunmeng.
She sighed and went back home in disappointment. She came out of the game cabin and was about to go to Eternity Academy.
"Seventh Senior Sister." Meng Xuanche stopped her and greeted her with a smile, "Where are you going, Seventh Senior Sister?"
"Eternal College." Zisu nodded, "What's the matter?"
"The master sent me a message a few days ago, saying that he successfully repaired the little junior sister's body and recalled her soul, which is now in the critical stage of integration." Meng Xuanche smiled, "When the master comes out of seclusion,
, we can see our little junior sister."
Yun Jin is not an Onmyoji.
But his attainments in the field of soul are also extremely high.
Zi Su also saw with her own eyes that Yun Jin once beat the elder of the Yu family who came to see him with a palm and beat him out of his body.
Then with a casual wave of his hand, the soul of the elder of the Yu family was put back into his body.
Effortless.
Even the president of the Onmyoji Association cannot achieve such an ability.
I'm afraid no one in the school knows how long Yun Jin has lived and whether he is still capable.
Zisu opened her eyes wide: "Really?!"
"What the master said is definitely not false." Meng Xuanche nodded, "The master must have been in seclusion to find a way to resurrect the little junior sister. Fortunately, he found it."
Zi Su was very happy: "It would be great if my junior sister can be resurrected."
"It's very good." Meng Xuanche smiled, "Second Senior Brother and the others will definitely be very happy after getting the news, but I don't know when Senior Brother will come back."
Zi Su looked worried: "Speaking of which, Senior Brother has disappeared for five years. I wonder if something will happen."
Meng Xuanche nodded slightly: "Master is about to be released from confinement. I must increase my efforts to protect the Dharma, so I will trouble Seventh Senior Sister to send a message."
"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, eighth junior brother." After Zisu sent Meng Xuanche away, he immediately contacted Tan Jingmo.
"Hello?" Tan Jingmo asked, "It's Zi Su, what's wrong?"
"Second senior brother, it's a great thing." Zisu also ignored the alienation in his words and couldn't wait to speak, "Master has brought the little junior sister back. No wonder the master has been in seclusion for so many years."
"As expected, only the master can do it when it comes to resurrecting my junior sister!"
With my junior sister here, there will always be more fireworks on the top of the clouds.
Before she came, there was almost no communication among the eight senior brothers and sisters.
Occasionally, only a few people will meet during the division conference.
But the meeting is only to discuss official matters, and there will not be too much interaction.
At that time, Zisu didn't even recognize Quan, Tan Jingmo and others.
It wasn't until Si Fuqing was introduced by Yun Jin that Yunshangding finally had its ninth disciple.
She often caused uproar in the whole school.
He demolishes things in the east and dismantles things in the west. He is a troublemaker.
But it is true that even the gatekeeper likes her, although he never holds back when playing table tennis.
After Si Fuqing left, the teacher's sect returned to its original cold appearance.
There is no communication between brothers and sisters again, only indifference remains.
Zi Su is also not used to it.
If the junior sister could come back, at least the sect would not be as lifeless as it is now.
Hearing these words, Tan Jingmo's smile disappeared instantly, leaving only paranoia and terror: "What did you say?!"
My imagination has developed to the point where there are three stories about His Majesty appearing at the same time in three different periods, but there is only one story about Qingqing (?
Maybe the extra chapter will write about OuO
My arm is really hurting recently and the plaster is no longer working. My writing is getting slower and slower. Please forgive me. TvT