Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 80
Bursts of crisp bells also spread to everyone's ears from far and near.

Ning Zhao looked up, and saw a slender bird with white feathers flying from the sky.Behind the bird was a red hollow sedan chair with small golden bells hanging from the four corners.

This sedan chair seems to be a magic weapon, and the person who drives the sedan chair is naturally the person sitting inside.

The sedan chair stopped in mid-air.

Ning Zhao caught a glimpse of the scenery inside from the gauze curtain hanging on the sedan chair.

I can vaguely see the long hair pouring down like ink, and the clear jaw line.

Mostly a beauty.

The man lifted the gauze curtain, lowered his head slightly, and walked out of the sedan chair.

She was wearing a light purple beard decorated with small bells, revealing her slender and white waist.The veil covered half of the face, only revealing a pair of slender eyes that were hesitant to speak, and a smooth forehead.One can't help but wonder how beautiful she is under the veil.

The plaza, which was still noisy just now, suddenly became quiet, and many disciples looked up to the sky.

The beauty seemed very satisfied with this kind of treatment. She stroked the white bird's feathers and chuckled, "Qingyinlou Xiao Ling'er, here to challenge Ning Zhao of the Spirit Sword Sect, is it acceptable?"

Ning Zhao saw behind Xiao Ling'er, the sky suddenly became gloomy at some point, the dark clouds squeezed the sky, as if they were about to fall to the ground, purple-black thunder and lightning could be faintly seen churning in the clouds.

Looks like it's going to thunder again!

"Xiao..." Ning Zhao thought of the small metal bell on Xiao Ling'er's body, and the hollowed-out sedan chair behind her, and hurriedly screamed.

She was still a step behind.

With a bang, a purple-black thunderbolt struck towards Xiao Ling'er straightly.

Ning Yan naturally also saw this scene, he couldn't bear to see the beauty being struck by lightning, so he raised his hand to cover his eyes, as if if he didn't see it, it didn't happen.

When he opened his eyes again, Xiao Ling'er, who was standing in mid-air just now, had disappeared.

The ones who disappeared with her were the sedan chair and the white bird.

"Huh?" Ning Yan frowned.

"Why is Xiao Ling'er missing?" He raised his head and looked around with his eyes wide open, but he didn't see anything.

Ning Zhao tugged Ning Yan's sleeve and motioned him to look at the competition stage.

The disciples who were surrounding the competition stage all moved away one after another as if they were hiding from something.

Ning Yan saw that the area that had protruded as a contest platform had sunk in again, and a shallow pit appeared on the ground.

A pitch-black hand stretched out from the pit.

Then came the wool rolls stained with grass leaves like a tramp, the same jet-black face and dusty clothes.Oh, and a little bird that's charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Ning Yan pointed at the tramp-like person in front of him, and couldn't help asking in surprise: "Xiao Ling'er, you, why are you..." How did you get struck like this by lightning?

Ning Zhao saw the corners of Xiao Ling'er's mouth twitching, and two lines of clear tears poured out from her charming eyes, leaving two lines of water on her scorched face.

Xiao Ling'er held the scorched bird, and burst into tears, covering her face with her sleeves, while shouting: "I'm not Xiao Ling'er!"

"Xiao Ling'er is a famous beauty on the list of beauties. Even Bai Xiaosheng in Jianghu said she is beautiful. You listen to her verdict - her face is like a peach and plum, her eyes are sparkling; her lips are like cinnabar, and her skin is as white as snow; when a beauty smiles, Life and death are unpredictable; a silver bell is worn on the waist, and it will ring when you walk."

"How can I be Xiao Ling'er with my disheveled appearance!"

While speaking, she waved her hand again, and hurried back into the sedan chair. The sedan chair flew away like being chased by a dog.

Xiaowogua: It's the second young lady who was struck by lightning~

The corner of Ning Yan's mouth twitched, he and Ning Zhao looked at each other, both of them had two large characters "Speechless" written all over their faces.

"If I remember correctly, Xiao Ling'er reported that she had a party just now, right?" Ning Yan thought and thought, but still hesitantly opened his mouth and looked at Ning Zhao.

Ning Zhao nodded.

Ning Yan swallowed, and shook his head, "They still know how to play in Qingyinlou."

At the same time, the several masters sitting on the high platform pushed each other, and they were unwilling to take over and repair the mess of the competition platform.

After all, this repair work is quite labor-intensive, and it is completely a thankless job, and there is no reward for suffering, and who wants to do it.

Venerable Xuanhe waved the sledgehammer in his hand, and looked at Venerable Lingyue tentatively, "Ahem, Venerable Lingyue, look, this Qingya Mountain is your territory, I think... you need to repair it. The venue is reasonable, right?"

After hearing this, Venerable Lingyue shook his head and sighed, pretending to be regretful, and said: "Verun Xuanhe, you don't know something. In fact, the spell that I am least good at in my life is this repairing technique."

"If you want me to change you into a big fireball or rain you down, then I can change it for you on the spot. It's just... I'm really not good at repairing the arena, and secondly... secondly I never prepared these instruments."

"After all... After all, it's not any sect, it's the same as your Xuanji Pavilion, every day..."

Venerable Lingyue deliberately stopped talking.

Feng Xiaodie looked at Venerable Sanskrit who was sitting firmly on the side, who hadn't said a word from the beginning until now, and said maliciously: "The art of mending?"

"As I remember, what Fanyin Temple pays attention to is to unite the heaven and the earth and save all sentient beings. It stands to reason that they are best at this repair technique."

Venerable Sanskrit who has been meditating with his eyes closed and pretending to be an outsider: ...

He coughed lightly, picked up the Buddhist bead bracelet on his wrist, and looked at Feng Xiaodie with a slight smile: "Master Gu is confused, the heaven and the earth are one, which is not the idea of ​​our Fanyin Temple."

"I guess it would be better to leave this matter to Venerable Fu Xi."

Venerable Fu Xi, sitting in a wheelchair and looking up at the sky silently: ...

Is there no one here? How can the work be pushed to someone with poor legs like her at this time!

Venerable Sanskrit felt Venerable Fu Xi's gaze that wanted to kill him, and moved the Buddhist beads again, looking into the distance.

"Ah... I think, actually, what Venerable Xuanhe said at the beginning is not unreasonable, after all, here..." This is Venerable Lingyue's site, and it is quite normal for the host to clean up the venue.

Thinking of this, the four heads, each with their own ghosts, looked at each other, and decided to let Venerable Lingyue clean up the mess!

Venerable Xuanhe pursed his dry lips, and was about to speak to persuade Venerable Lingyue, when he heard Venerable Lingyue lose his composure.

"What? You've packed everything? The arena has also been repaired? Just wait for the normal competition to resume? Is it so fast?"

Venerable Lingyue's pupils dilated suddenly, and he raised his eyes to look at the competition stage.

The other four masters also turned their heads in unison, and their movements were very consistent.

I saw that the competition platform, which was still uneven just now, has taken on a completely new look.

Ning Zhao looked at the protruding stone slab of the martial arts platform in front of him. It looked like it could last at least another one, two, three, four, five or six years.

Standing in the center of the square was a little old man with white beard and hair, dressed in white.

Ning Zhao looked at the little old man, turned his head and looked at Chu Yu, wondering, "Why..." How could it be him?
　Maybe there is only one chapter today? (Or should I post the setting first, and then change after zero?)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)