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

Fish and dragons live.

The restaurant with the largest name.

Wei Zi'an followed the guidance and came all the way to the top floor.

Dozens of tables were clustered together, and there was an endless stream of laughter.

Senior Brother Bai and the others are really here?

Wei Zi'an was a little confused.

"Amazing Swordsman!"

As the first person discovered him, more and more people turned their heads and shouted in unison: "Jinghong Swordsman!"

"Amazing Swordsman!"

Is this calling me?
Seeing the eagerness in their eyes, Wei Zian frowned slightly, why did he become a swordsman of surprise?
"Senior brother."

At this time, a voice attracted Wei Zian's attention.

On the table in the middle of the top floor, Bai Yi smiled brightly, and around him, a group of monks from all over the world had simple smiles and kind eyes.

They are all old friends of senior brother...

Wei Zi'an, who has participated in the Wind and Cloud Meeting, knows how enthusiastic the monks in the capital, or the whole world, are towards Bai Yi, almost like the brainless fans in his previous life.

Just seeing the dozens of tables and chairs now, I am afraid that I can imagine what kind of demeanor the Lotte Swordsman was back then.

"Come here quickly."

Bai Yi smiled and waved, the joy that couldn't be hidden between his brows.

"This is Wang Ma, the cave master of Chaotian Cave..."

"This is Mangshan from Nanhu Lake."

"Who is this……"

After Wei Zian came over, Bai Yi dragged him to introduce him.

"Boy Wei Zian, I have met all the seniors."

Wei Zi'an gently cupped his hands, smiling all over his face.

In fact, this is the life he longed for before. Isn't this what the real world should be like?
A smile after a long absence, a farewell when parting.

"Brother Wei praised you absurdly. You are brother Bai's junior, so naturally you are also our junior, right, brothers?"

"Correct."

A group of chivalrous men of the rivers and lakes responded with a smile.

"Come on, come on, do it quickly."

A long-haired swordsman greeted him, and Wei Zian remembered his name, as if it was Wang Mang.

"Thank you."

Sitting next to Bai Yi, Wei Zian didn't think there was anything wrong.

"Senior brother, what is this startling swordsman?"

"Don't like it?" Bai Yi said with a smile: "My generation of monks walks the rivers and lakes, this name is the first face."

"It wasn't me who started it, it was them who started it."

Bai Yi pointed at the table full of knights.

"Brother Wei, there is no need to be humble. We have seen your performance these days. First, you defeated the Zhang family Fuyao, and even defeated the enemy's twelve envoys with one sword. It can be said that you have earned your reputation!"

"You deserve this title!"

"I have a hunch, it seems that I can see the birth of a new sword god."

"I don't know if our brother Bai is under pressure?"

Bai Yi laughed loudly after hearing this, "What kind of pressure do I have, if there is any pressure, it should be Yan Feng."

"Hahaha."

Everyone burst into laughter, and as time passed, Wei Zi'an gradually integrated into this group of knights, and even made everyone amazed by his unrivaled naughty jokes.

After pushing and changing glasses several times, the wine table has gradually come to an end.

Many former chivalrous men are already parents, and they really can't stay outside. Most of the arrogance in their hearts is hidden in their chests, hidden in the years.

"Zian, you go back first."

Bai Yi patted Wei Zian's shoulder lightly, breathing a little spiritual energy into him.

The warm heat flowed from top to bottom, gradually gathering in the whole body, and Wei Zi'an suddenly woke up.

"it is good."

……

Dark as ink.

The breeze blows over the body, and most of the drunkenness is instantly sober.

At the gate of Yulongju, dozens of carriages were parked, most of them came to pick up the knights who had left home.

Do not drink and drive?
Wei Zian smiled slightly, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly heard someone calling his name behind him.

"Brother Wei, Brother Wei!"

Hearing some familiar voices behind him, Wei Zian frowned slightly, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

Before he could turn around, he felt soft pressure from behind, and his cool little hands covered his eyes.

"Brother Wei, guess who I am."

The corner of Wei Zi'an's mouth raised, he patted the little girl's butt lightly, and said with a smile, "Who else calls me Big Brother Wei?"

"ah."

The little girl jumped off Wei Zian's back all of a sudden, and looked at Wei Zian shyly.

"Long time no see, Brother Wei."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Wei Zi'an turned around and looked at Song Yiren who was stretched out in front of him.

In a few months, the little girl has become more and more graceful.

She looks like a beautiful girl with a good foundation.

"Brother Wei."

The little girl shook her palm lightly and asked with a smile, "What are you doing here?"

"I haven't asked you that yet, what are you doing here?"

Wei Zian squatted down, gently raised his hand and scraped the little girl's upturned nose.

"Cough cough."

Suddenly, a hoarse cough came from beside him,
Wei Zian turned his head away, and an elderly woman was looking at Wei Zian with a bad expression.

"Grandma, don't do this."

The little girl acted coquettishly, and the old woman's face instantly became amiable.

"Princess, you can't do this."

"Oh." Song Yiren shook his head and said, "It's okay, we've known each other for a long time."

"But you are a princess." The old woman advised.

Princess?

Wei Zian on the side noticed this important word, looked up and down a few times, and found that the little girl's clothes at this time had indeed changed a lot compared to before.

The splendid long dress was made of high-quality material at first glance, with exquisite decorations on her head, and even her cherry-like red lips were smeared with high-quality rouge.

Don't ask why you know that, Wei Zian has tasted that rouge.

"nothing."

Song Yiren's face turned serious, and the old woman stopped talking immediately, and just stared at Wei Zi'an with vigilant eyes.

"Haha, I haven't seen you for so long, I've become a little princess."

Wei Zian squatted down, picked up Song Yiren and weighed him under the old woman's increasingly penetrating gaze.

"Put on weight."

"No."

The little girl blushed, and lightly poked Wei Zian's face.

Wei Zi'an smiled and rubbed her head, "Where is your brother, and brother Zhang?"

"Brother is eating inside." Song Yiren whispered, "Uncle Zhang is protecting mother in the palace."

"You don't need protection?"

Wei Zi'an asked with a smile.

"I'm already a monk in Liuhe Realm."

While the little girl was speaking, she glanced casually at the old woman beside her from the corner of her eye.

"awesome."

Wei Zi'an smiled and praised.

"Brother Wei?"

At this time, another voice came from behind.

"Long Jing, long time no see."

Wei Zian looked at the young man in front of him, his tired face was full of surprises.

The little guy has already started to form cliques.

"Brother Wei can't be the swordsman of Jinghong, right?" Song Guangjing blinked and asked expectantly.

"you guess."

"That's it?"

"You guess."

Looking at the young girl in front of him, Wei Zi'an felt relieved for a while.

But they actually came to the capital, what does the old emperor mean?