Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

The moment the moon appeared, the sky quietly dimmed, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped by a few points.

In the surprised eyes of everyone.

The Jinghong Sword in mid-air burst out with a strong gaze, just like the scorching sun at noon on a hot summer day.

Light and dark are intertwined, black and white are reversed, and the sky is rendered like a thick and colorful oil painting.

The fiery light rolled down like a drill bit, and Hai seemed to be facing an enemy, and meticulous sweat oozed from his forehead.

coming.

Countless people meditate in their hearts.

The sword and shield collided together, and after a loud bang, it seemed that the whole world became quiet.

Everyone in the audience closed their eyes one after another. They didn't know why, but it seemed that the whole world wanted them to close their eyes.

After the boundary between light and darkness, the world was silent, quiet, and chaotic.

hum-

The faint light slowly lit up, and when everyone opened their eyes, they couldn't see the two people on the ring.

"This……"

"What was that terrifying force just now?"

"Why are those two people on the stage gone?"

Right below the arena.

Xia Emei pursed her lips lightly, tears flickered in her bright eyes.

In the instant just now, she felt the power of flames in that chaos, not ordinary flames, but the innate flames of their Firefox family!

Then, Wei Zi'an disappeared...

"Brother..."

Bai Yi looked at the pitiful little junior sister, shrugged his shoulders and signaled that he didn't know where they went.

its not right……

Fu Ling stretched out her hand to pinch her chin, her brows raised slightly.

Hai didn't have this kind of strength, or in other words, it was impossible for a monk in the Heavenly Human Realm to push the two of them away without a trace.

Who is that?
Who will make a move at this time?
What surprised Fu Ling even more was that this person could ignore the referee at the Fengyun meeting.

You know, the referee is the prime minister of the imperial city...

In the capital, apart from the emperor, he is almost an invincible existence.

Thinking of this, Fu Ling looked up at the high platform in the middle, her pupils shrank sharply, and her hands were gently squeezed together.

teacher?

There was an old man in the middle of the referee's seat, but he was far away and his face could not be seen clearly.

But relying on Fu Ling's familiarity with Mr. Qi, he recognized him at a glance.

The younger brother should be fine, but I don't know what the prime minister asked them to do.

Fu Ling sighed silently, looked around and found that everyone was looking at her with puzzled eyes.

She spread her hands and shook her head slightly, "I don't know, but it should be fine, don't worry, this is Kyoto."

……

In a small courtyard somewhere in the capital.

puff-

An old man in a white robe flew into the courtyard, and let go of two dark figures.

"It's amazing, two fucking brats can fight like this."

The old man stroked his pure white soft beard, cursing and talking non-stop.

"But that's fine."

With his hands behind his hands, the old man looked at the fiery red sky with a complicated expression.

"Maybe it's God's will."

"Is this the man's son?"

A soft and charming voice sounded, followed by a beautiful figure quietly appeared in the small courtyard.

The beauty of a girl's life is just that she looks a bit glamorous, but once you say it, she is so soft and charming.

She looks like she is only twenty-eight years old, but her almost perfect figure has the charm of a mature woman.

The jade legs wrapped in white stockings look round and tender, with a willow waist that can be grasped, and a proud bust.

This is a leprechaun.

Zhang Kaijing only cast a few glances, then hastily withdrew his gaze.

If the prime minister of a country loses etiquette, it will always be somewhat indecent.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The woman nodded slightly, and when she came to Wei Zi'an, she squatted down, raised her chin and wrinkled slightly when she saw the dark face.

The vermilion lips parted slightly, exhaling a mouthful of fragrance, Wei Zian's complexion became fair and delicate again.

"It looks pretty good, quite similar to her."

Wearing a veil, the heroine's expression could not be seen, but hearing her cheerful tone, Zhang Kaijing felt that she should be a little happy.

"Your Majesty, you came here in a hurry today, so it's hard to explain to outsiders."

Zhang Kaijing sighed, pointed to the land under his feet, "And this is Kyoto..."

"So what about Kyoto?" There was a hint of disdain in the woman's tone, "You guys invited me out of the mountain, not me."

"And, do you think you can stop me?"

Hearing this, Zhang Kaijing lowered his head silently, and said hastily, "Of course foreign ministers can't do it."

"Ah."

The woman snorted coldly, knowing that he was talking about the invincible Mr. Qi.

"This is his disciple?"

"Yes."

Holding Wei Zi'an's arm with Xiu's hand, the woman's face suddenly paused, and she said in disbelief: "He is actually a waste?"

Hearing this, Zhang Kaijing's face darkened somewhat.

"Perhaps it is forbidden by the law of heaven..."

"God's shit."

The woman snorted coldly, and nine huge fox shadows appeared behind her.

In an instant, the small courtyard was enveloped by a powerful coercion.

Zhang Kaijing tried his best to straighten his waist, but he was still a little powerless.

After a while, the coercion dissipated, and the figure of the woman disappeared in the small courtyard, leaving only a flickering sentence.

"He's not bad."

Hearing the woman's light and ethereal words, a look of joy appeared on Zhang Kaijing's old face.

It's finally approved.

He turned his head slightly, looked at Wei Zian and said with a smile: "Don't pretend when you wake up, brat."

Although it was exposed, Wei Zian didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Where is this boy?"

"Come with me."

Zhang Kaijing looked back at him, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

"His?"

Wei Zi'an stretched out his finger and pointed at the fuzzy figure that looked like black charcoal.

In the last scene before coma, the whole world fell into a trance, and my mind was in chaos. If it weren't for the jade pendant on my chest, I'm afraid my soul would have been wiped out.

"The soul has almost disappeared."

Zhang Kaijing kept walking, and said softly: "This is not his body, one body with two souls, it can barely be said to be like this."

"If it wasn't at that time, the two souls in the body clashed, and he could still survive by relying on his means."

"If it wasn't for your mother, you would have died long ago, and your master would not be able to protect you."

Wei Zi'an hardly listened to the words that followed, and at this moment he only had one thought in his mind.

I won?
Wei Hu is dead?

An inexplicable spirit slowly climbed into his heart, Wei Zi'an was a little bit embarrassed at this moment.

Unexpectedly, Wei Hu, who had accompanied him all the way in his growth, would die as soon as he said he would die. It seems that the monks are really so uncertain.

But, is that sword really that powerful?
Wei Zi'an was very convinced that it was absolutely impossible for him to slash this sword.

Just when he was in a daze, the two came to the door of a room.

Zhang Kaijing gently pushed the door open, "Come in."