After the hidden marriage with the disabled fairy

Chapter 115 The Second Day of the Competition: The Master of Sanskrit (2)

Immortal Emperor Taizong's love for Yaofei is so impressive that Sheng Ji can't help but think of Mu Huaice's doting on her, so he took a break from his busy schedule to send him a "passion letter": Leaving you for less than half a day is like being apart for 1 years , people are very worried, looking forward to her husband's majestic return.

At that time, Mu Huaice had already disguised himself as an enemy and opponent, so he returned the knife that that man slashed on the wet nurse back then, and a stern low pressure was condensed all over his body.

However, when he received the "Thousands of Miles" from his little girl, the chilly expression on his face couldn't help showing a warm feeling: Don't worry, Ah Ji will not be disappointed.

Seeing that the master's mood eased a bit, the discerning Liu Ying hurriedly reported: "Master, Li Yu has disguised himself as a servant, and secretly added medicinal powder to your food."

"Keep him." Mu Huaice returned to his cold-blooded bloodthirsty appearance in an instant: "So many sect disciples died later, it's a good time to give him an explanation to Taichen Palace."

"Yes, master is wise." Liu Ying replied respectfully.

In the forbidden area, Sheng Ji couldn't help but smile when he received his man's swearing assurance: he has cared more and more about her feelings, which is a good sign, and she has to work harder when she turns around.

Then take Xiaozen and continue walking in, stopping at the pond in the southeast corner.

I saw that in the deserted forbidden area, this pond was still clear to the bottom. A huge red lotus was floating on the huge level, blooming coquettishly, and I could vaguely feel the rich spiritual power flowing in each red lotus petal. .

"The water in this pond should be connected to the spiritual canal outside." Xiaochan deduced.

"That's right." Sheng Ji thought of the water outlet that he saw at the bottom of Lingqu, "calculate the location, it is indeed here."

However, just when the two wanted to go forward to investigate further, an invisible barrier appeared around the pond, which bounced them away several meters away, making it impossible to get close
Thinking of the seal marks on the water outlet at the bottom of the pond, and looking at the strange things in this lotus pond, it seems no surprise.

The source of the Sanskrit sound was not here, and the two went to investigate the palace again.

Xiao Zen couldn't help feeling, "The layout of this palace is exactly the same as that in the Book of the Dead!"

While talking, for some reason, she was attracted by a leaf on the old locust tree nearby, and followed it all the way to a dry well.

The dry well seems to be the same, but Xiaochan and Gui Santong have practiced the strange art of dunjia, and they can see at a glance that there is a spell on the dry well.

"Hey, it's so strange that the spells that have been abandoned here for so long still have mana." Xiao Zen turned his head and greeted: "Sister Ah Ji, come quickly..."

But there was nothing around her.

Sheng Ji did not know when he had arrived at the Guanjing Pavilion on the second floor of "Lianyi Palace".

This viewing pavilion is on a high place, and it has been exposed to the wind and sun, and it is dilapidated.

Surprisingly, there was a painting hanging on the screen, and it was intact.

The painting seems to be a handsome and elegant man, dressed in a light gray robe, simple yet majestic.But no matter how Sheng Ji looked at him, she couldn't see his face clearly, but felt that this man was very familiar and close.

Her fingertips wanted to tentatively touch the face of the person in the painting, but at the moment of first contact, the painting turned into a beam of light and penetrated into her mind, and she fell unconscious on the ground instantly.

On the other side, Xiaochan originally wanted to go to Shengji first, but was surrounded by the leaves all the time, and then the leaves flew over the dry well's charm, which made it obvious.

"You want me to tear off this spell?"

The leaves didn't wrap around like before, it seemed to be a default.

"But I don't know who is sealed in this dry well?"

Xiao Zen hesitated to move her hand closer to the talisman, but before her hand touched it, it suddenly disappeared.

What disappeared together was the leaf just now.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaochan only felt that "Book of the Past" was about to open a new level of realm, so she didn't care to go to Sheng Ji to rendezvous, so she sat cross-legged on the spot and entered the state of cultivation.

At the competition scene, Mu Huaice felt a little uneasy today for some reason.

Maybe it was because the little girl didn't reply after receiving his "Letter from Thousands of Miles", which always made him feel uneasy.

So he sent another "Thousands of Miles" message, but unfortunately he has not received her response for a long time.Seeing this, he asked Biying again, but Biying also seemed to disappear.

"Come back with me."

Mu Huaice couldn't sit still anymore, ignored Fu Junlan's inquiry, got up and called Shang Liuying, and was about to go back.

Just at this time, Fu Junru came wearing a pink fairy dress with a bow tie, "Now that the intermission is intermission, this princess will sing a song with all my heart, and help Seventh Brother to fulfill the friendship of the landlord."

Everyone: "..."

I thought it would be torture to compete with my opponents under the scorching sun, but who would have thought that Princess Junru would come to sing?kill him...

"Don't go!"

Seeing that many people left the table one after another, Fu Junru couldn't help but ordered forcefully, especially in the face of Mu Huaice's actions, he was even more aggrieved: "Even Brother Huaice doesn't like Junru's songs?"

Fu Junlan thought to himself: This question is a bit delicate.Say you like it, but Mu Huaice can't hear anything, and say you don't like it, the little princess will definitely lose her temper.

Fortunately, apart from dealing with enemies, Mu Huaice has always been easy to talk to. He first raised his hand to signal Fu Junru, "Princess please", and then turned to tell Liu Ying: "You go first, and I will be there later."

"Yes." Liu Ying then hurried back.

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In the peak season of coma, the soul seems to have drifted to a prairie and attached to a woman.

Sitting opposite was a man in a light gray Taoist robe, and he couldn't see his face clearly. Then his eyes fell on his cuff, "It's broken. Do you have anything else in your Qiankun bag? Change it."

The man looked down and grabbed the sleeve, "Well, it's a little worn..." After a pause, he said, "The things in my Qiankun bag are also broken, so I don't have to change them, what should I do?" His tone was miserable Xixi.

"Isn't it?"

"Sheng Ji" was not easily fooled, and questioned: "Your Taoism is so advanced, don't you even have the money to buy a decent dress?"

The man hurriedly sat up, "If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself." Afterwards, he threw the Qiankun bag to her, "I brought three sets of clothes with me when I went out. Seeing that the past few months have passed, it is natural that they are no longer presentable."

"Sheng Ji" saw that he was like this, so he didn't argue anymore.She picked out sewing needles and silver thread from her Qiankun bag, and stretched out her hand to him, "Give it to me."

This woman spoke with confidence.Unlike Sheng Ji who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, his ten fingers did not touch the spring water.This woman seems to have sewed and mended for someone before, and she is very good at needlework.

The man took off his coat in a hurry, and handed it to her obediently, "I'm sorry."

"Sheng Ji" reached out to take it, spread out the clothes, found the damaged cuffs for comparison, and then began to fly the needle.

Every movement seemed to be experienced by Sheng Ji himself.

Including the man lying on the lawn, looking at her from bottom to top under the moonlight.

But right now "Sheng Ji" didn't pay much attention to the man. From her memory, Sheng Ji vaguely saw another picture, which seemed to be the woman's previous life.

In the thatched hut that wasn't wide enough but full of warmth, a burly man was sick in bed, and she sat quietly by the bed to accompany her, bowing her head and mending clothes.

Sheng Ji also couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he could hear his voice: "Lady, you look so pretty with your head down and serious."

"That's it, my husband needs to get better soon, otherwise I may not be able to tell which man will be cheaper in the future." The woman said coquettishly.

However, Sheng Ji was stunned when he heard this - the woman's gentle and sweet voice was exactly the same as the voice of the hostess in the thatched cottage that she was taken to by the sika deer in her dream.

(End of this chapter)