Chapter 145: The little master of the puppet (34)

On the day of the Tianfeng Meeting, at the moment of Yin Shi, Tang Miao came to the front of the maze with Qian Duoduo and a team of teammates with anxiety.
This is the boundary of the maze closest to Tianfeng City. Perhaps it is affected by the maze of dense fog. It is filled with faint smoke all day long, with large and small lakes and spring-like thin green, which is like a spring scene. A great view.
However, there are so many beautiful places in the world of cultivating immortals. There are no resources and treasures here. It has always been inaccessible. It is like today. Thousands of cultivators gather together, and with one breath, they cleaned up the mist that never dissipated all day long.
The robes of the Taoist priests are flying around, and the mist behind them is misty. It is like a fairy talking on the Tao. Such a grand scene, looking at it, is quite spectacular.
Qian Du soon appeared in the sky. Wearing the crown of the mighty city lord, he released the coercion of the tribulation period and immediately stopped the place.
After briefly mentioning the rules, Qian Du tossed his sleeves, thousands of sparks of light splashed down from the sky, cleverly found his master, and attached it to the inside of their wrists.
"This is a natural fire order. All rules, scoring, and voluntary withdrawals are all done through it."
"Now, go to the team according to the Tian Liao Order."
Tang Miao checked the next fire order, and as expected, they were assigned to his own master team. He moved to the designated position with his companions, and quietly waited for the master to wait for some power to appear.
Several teams came around, and a dozen of them were all assigned to the master.
"The fairy thief in white over there is pretty, do you know Tang Miao?" A teammate suddenly excited.
Tang Miao hugged his sword and looked at it: "It's the Leng Fairy of Song Xuemen, who had a fate."
"I knew that there are no more attractive female cultivators in the world of immortality cultivation than you don't know."
Tang Miao sighed softly, feeling a little sad. Maybe his mother was right, she was a woman, so she could be sisters everywhere.
He looked at Qian Duoduo, hoping to share his complicated mood with the insider, but found that Qian Duoduo's expression was more complicated.
Tang Miao was a little moved.
Duoduo must be worrying about herself, she is so kind.
"Huh? The Lingyun Sect is nothing, why are the Xuanyu Sect and the Shijue Academy's team also with us."
These two sects? Tang Miao's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked up. It was true that he was very close to them, and at first glance, he was also under the master-but they have their own elders, why are they here?
Tang Miao was wondering, someone in the Lingyunzong team beside him had asked the name of the place where he was not polite:
"Hey, Sun Han, don't you follow your own parents, why are you here?"
"Yu Xianzi." The named male Xiu was polite and said with a smile, "Our elder said, now that Mo Xiu is hidden in various teams, let us all the sect teams gather under Elder Song, they can Freeing up to take care of everything in the casual repair team will save effort."
"Yeah, what a nice thing to say." Yu Wei rolled his eyes, "Let our elder sister take care of your children?"
"Don't dare, it's just a little bit of mischievous, in which round will Elder Song take the shot?"
Yu smiled, too lazy to care about him.
Sun Han can guess without saying, who doesn't treasure his disciple? The competition for resources on weekdays is tightly guarded, and this time it is the turn of the magic repairs to go straight to the disciples. Can they not panic?
It is estimated that the elders of several parents put the disciples on their own side, and there is a robbery, which is more reliable than their combination of gods.
But... Tianfeng Hui was originally a contest between Taoist cultivation, and demonic cultivation was mixed in to make trouble. If there were no demonic cultivation, it would be fairer.
Seeing that Yu Wei had let him go, Sun Han was relieved. When he returned to his own team, he saw an ordinary disciple who was very inconspicuous on weekdays was shocked:
"What? We are in Lingyunzong's team?"
The news was sent directly to the leader disciple, and ordinary disciples didn't know it. Sun Han raised his eyelids: "Yes."
"This... how can this be so!" The disciple's expression was flustered for a moment, and then he calmed down, "Isn't this ruining the reputation of our academy? Brother Sun, I think we should--"
"It's up to you to call the shots?" Sun Han didn't have such a good temper with ordinary disciples. He snorted and looked at the disciple. "How about Lingyun Sect? It's you, sneaky..."
"What's his name?" This sentence was for the monk next to him.
"Brother Hui, my name is Zhao Ge, who came in from the outer door a few years ago."
Sun Han knows that this is unfounded, and its origin is still unclear.
"Keep watching him."
"I..." Seeing the watchful eyes of the disciple next to him, Zhao Ge didn't dare to say any more, he took a deep breath.
He is not a magic cultivator, he is not afraid of getting lost, but... this is the team of the Lingyun Sect.
A trace of guilty conscience and fear appeared in his eyes. Song Pianzhen, who is standing at the top of the immortal world, is Yu Yi’s puppet, if he is discovered—
No, no, definitely not, Song Pianzhen has never seen him, Yu Yi has been abandoned, there are hundreds of monks here, as long as she doesn't get past, how could she find herself?
As long as he hides far away like before...Zhao Ge feels relieved, arching his body and sticking to the same door, he didn't expect the same door to stand further away from him immediately.
"..." Zhao Ge pretended not to know, but still squeezed past, hiding himself in the crowd.
But whether he admits it or not, there is a lingering chill in his heart, like the stubborn light on a tight string.
Hum
The wind blew the string to tremble.
"coming!"
Everyone's robes were blown fiercely by the wind, the thick fog swept endlessly, the clouds above their heads steamed with Xiawei, and the power of the wind came.
Almost everyone’s eyes were attracted by Song Pianzhen and Yu Yi who came together. Without him, Song Pianzhen was extremely capable and had excellent manners. Even the uncultivable Yu Yi who was protected by her was also a pair. Top-notch appearance, who doesn't like to see beautiful women?
Not to mention, the beauties' robes and skirts are lighter than those of others, like a wind god, so you can't open your eyes.
Everyone was in a daze, Song Pianzhen found the team she was going to lead, and fell to the ground. Her body was light and she moved like a golden red leaf, fluttering down, then placed Yu Yi well, and then looked in front of her. Of many monks.
When Song Pianzhen was counting the monks, Yu Yi held Qi Beast beside her.
Qi Beast has always been very well-behaved. According to Feng Lei Leopard’s standards, now he has a larger body, with strong fur, and looks puffy again. Yu Yi is petite. Qi Beast looks like he has grown up and still needs to be hugged in his owner’s arms. The kind of ignorant monster he held.
Yu Yi wanted to put it on the ground, but was afraid that the kitten would run to hold Song Pianju's legs and act like a baby like before, embarrassing.
When she was indecisive, the kitten stood up half of her body in her arms uncharacteristically, the cat's eyes widened, and he let out a muffled growl in one direction.
What's wrong? It was the first time that Yu Yi saw the appearance of a cat all day long eating and waiting to die, and even Song Pianzhen stopped business immediately, looked over, and asked.
There was a threatening sound rolling in the kitten's throat. It was not considered high-end, but Song Pianzhen was concerned about it, and no one in the room dared to look down upon this young leopard.
Especially the monk in the direction that Feng Leibao was watching, was agitated.
Yu Yi shook her head and pursed her lips, "I don't know either."
Manzhi should know, but it's a pity that Manzhi is in the mustard ring, she can't ask now.
Yu Yi has not forgotten that Qi Beast's every move represents herself, sometimes more acute than the body itself.
She stroked the kitten's back and whispered: "Okay." She received the signal.
The cat's roar faded, and only then did she fold her ears and hum twice, twisting it in Yu Yi's arms, and burying Da Mao's head on her chest.
In full view, the long cat's tail curled up like a vine point, and quietly went around Song Pianju's wrist, hooking her white wrist domineeringly, and refused to let go.
The whole cat is very capricious and behaves wildly.
"Hiss." The cultivators could see clearly the tail ring on Elder Song's wrist, and couldn't help taking a breath.
This Feng Leibao is too favored, right? It is just a Tier 5 monster, how can He De!
But Elder Song himself indulges beast pets, what can others say?
Yu Wei watched this scene and muttered: "If it weren't all in skirts, it would be like a family of three..."
Qian Duoduo next to him is now extremely sensitive to the word "skirt": "What?"
"Nothing." Yu Wei coughed slightly and looked at Qian Duoduo's team. She and Qian Duoduo have met several times, but no one else has seen them. At this time, the registration number came down and Qian Duoduo was next to him. Tang Miao, Song Pianzhen’s only apprentice, immediately became enthusiastic about Yu Wei:
"Yo, look up for a long time."
Tang Miao is accustomed to his popularity and adapts well. After saying hello, he glanced sadly at the puzzle.
Qian Duoduo didn't have any fluctuations in her heart at this time. She was reasonable. She thought that she would not share Tang Miao with other good sisters like a fantasy story book, but she never thought that Tang Miao would change herself. Become a member of good sisters.
Qian Duoduo looked at Yu Wei and smiled, let's be sisters together.
With Qian Duoduo's heart in desperation, everyone had counted, and Tianfeng would officially begin.
The rules of the Tianfeng Club are the same as before. The organizers of Tianfeng City will throw a special magical instrument called "Liaozhu" on the field, and the teams will compete for it. If you encounter an opponent, you can fight for it, regardless of death or injury, one pearl accumulates one point, and seven days later, the team with the highest score wins.
In order to find the magic repair in the team, the teams first gather in one place and enter the puzzle.
Song Pianzhen led Yu Yi at the forefront of the team. Behind her, there were about one or two hundred monks, who formed a huge and soupy team, and followed her into the vast white sky.
The maze was seen from the outside, and it was a thick fog that lasted for a thousand years. When Song Pianxu stepped into it, the fog was squeezed away by her, and it quickly rushed to her, wrapping her whole body with a cold and humid feeling. .
The mist was sticky and cold. Song Pianzhen couldn't breathe in a little bit, and she felt that the spiritual flow in her body turned much slower, and the scope of her spiritual consciousness was greatly restricted, making it difficult for her to adapt to such a narrow vision for a while.
Song Pian moved her nose, smelling an inexplicable faint smell from the fog.
After she wrote it down, she didn't pay much attention to the maze itself, first went to see if Yu Yi was safe, but she saw that Yu Yi was looking behind her and let out a small exclamation.
Ok? Did the sect disciples also mix in magic repair?
Song Pianzhen's eyes sharpened instantly, and she followed.
At this look, Song Pianzhen was also startled.
She clearly remembered that Zhang Shuhuai was the leader of the first line behind her, and Tang Miao was the leader of the second line. But now, at the top of the second line, the handsome and tall monk has disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a man. woman.
The woman was still wearing Tang Miao's pale green robe, the blue silk was scattered, as if wet, glued to the side of her face, beautiful eyes and nose, eyes blurred, the original flat robe was bulging.
Wearing a serious abstinence robes for men, their faces are all seductive, they can be called pure and charming. It's not magic repair, but it's three points more charming than magic repair.
"Brother Tang...?" Tang Miao's teammate was stupid.
"Junior Brother Tang?" Yu Wei folded the fan off.
"My old swan, this Tang Miao's vest is too beautiful after it is off!" The other passers-by cultivators boiled.
...
Someone was stunned for a long time, and after regaining consciousness, he hurriedly covered his nose for fear of embarrassment in case of a surge of blood and nose.
Among them, Qian Duoduo is the only person in the know, she should be the calmest.
She looked at Tang Miao who was close at hand.
Tang Miao looked in the crowd, first found Qian Duoduo, looking at a loss.
The beauty asks for help, with timid water in her eyes, which attracts pity and makes her cry.
"..." Qian Duoduo covered his chest.
Fuck.
Tang Miao only said that he would become a big girl, but didn't he say that he would become a big beauty?
Tang sister, I can, I really can.