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In order to take a shortcut, he walked around a market and walked to the embroidery room. Suddenly, Zhu Huang's eyes were blinded by something. When he took it off, he saw that it was an embroidered handkerchief, made of gouache, with a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on it. What came down was dozens of colorful embroidered handkerchiefs with various embroidered patterns. Zhu Huangwan was so frightened that he froze in place.

Zhu Huang turned her head gloomily, and glanced at the rows upstairs. A few pretty girls in red and green and green wore their pipas half-covered their faces and retreated, and a few looked down.

Zhu Huang: "..."

If you guys were shy, why would you hit someone's head with a handkerchief?

Zhi Chunbai laughed and picked a bright purple flower from Zhu Huanghun's shoulder, folded it into a silk flower, put it on Zhu Huanghun's temples, and said: "Sister Huanghun is really popular, even more popular than Brother Qin Yi and Brother Kangle happiness."

Zhu Huang Wan calmly said: "Actually, it's completely unnecessary to be so lovable."

What the hell is this place! Have you ever met someone who looks good enough to see?

Qin Yi and Kangle, who were walking in front, were not much better. Kangle was hit like paper and almost fell off his horse.

"Let's go, let's go." Zhi Chunbai took Zhu Huangwan's rein and walked forward, the red embroidered handkerchief fell to the ground.

Zhu Huangwan glanced back, but didn't care anymore.

"The people on Moshang are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world. The white-headed palace maid is here, sitting and talking about Xuanzong." Zhi Chunbai rode a horse and dàng slowly, humming a little tune out of tune.

Zhu Huangwan: "..." What the hell!

Walking to the foot of Wushan Mountain, Zhichun Bo Lala wished Huanghun the corner of his clothes, and said: "Sister Huanghun, you are the first disciple of Yanyu Immortal, why is it not you who is the head of Wushan?"

"Hmm..." Zhu Huang said in the evening, "It's probably because I don't have spiritual power, and I'm not suitable for this kind of delicate work." After all, it's quite annoying to think about having to deal with a lot of messy things every day, Zhu Huang Hun has never been able to understand the minds of those so-called "kites flying to the sky".

Zhichunbai opened his mouth slightly, surprised for a long time, opened his mouth several times but failed to speak, obediently retreated to the side.

It can be said that Zhu Huangwan climbed Wushan Mountain with ease. Perhaps one of the few innate skills is mountain climbing. As long as it is not too high or too dangerous, he can basically go up there.

"Alas." Halfway through, Zhi Chunbai came over again, "Sister Huang Hun, take over as head, what gift did you prepare?"

Qin Yi also said after hearing the words: "Although it's all hypocrisy, Wushan sect who doesn't care about trivial matters should not pay too much attention to it, but you have to do enough to save face, otherwise it's really rude. Are you going to show it as a senior sister? "

Zhu Huangwan choked in his throat for a long time before saying: "Don't add fuel to the fire."

Why did he still run into this shit.

So Zhu Huang quickly rolled down the mountain to buy a lot of fruits, vegetables and fish, and silently waited for Qu Yingge's expression.

Seeing that Zhu Huang had passed out, Qu Yingge hurried forward to greet him, but Zhu Huang took a bamboo basket and stuffed it full.

"Come!" I saw Zhu Huangwan's face full of spring breeze, "I wish you all the best and smooth sailing!" It was done in one go, and it looked like it had been arranged before.

"Thank you..." Qu Yingge suppressed the corner of his mouth that couldn't help but collapse, silently put away the very festive bamboo basket tied with red silk, and reminded Zhu Huangwan with his eyes.

Zhu Huangwan noticed that Qu Yingge's eyes were strange, and subconsciously turned his head to look, only to be hit by a fan.

"what!"

Immortal Yanyu pushed her away in disgust, and said, "What's your name? Don't you think it's embarrassing when everyone is here?"

She turned her gaze to Qu Yingge's hand, trembled suddenly, and said, "What is this?"

Zhu Huangwan said solemnly: "Congratulations."

Immortal Misty Rain's veins twitched, how on earth did she teach such an incomprehensible guy?

So Zhu Huangwan was driven away by Immortal Yanyu as a matter of course, and continued to run all over the mountains and plains.

Qu Yingge put down the basket, and happened to catch a glimpse of a high-quality mutton jade pendant hidden under the green leaves, with two lines of small characters engraved on it——On the misty West Lake, pavilions, towers and pavilions are reflected in the water.

It's still so bad that I don't know the meaning of the writing, but the handwriting carved with a knife is rare and neat.On the back was engraved with three large characters "Qu Ying Ge", one could tell at a glance that these three characters were definitely not written by Zhu Huangwan.

Qu Yingge smiled, and put the jade pendant in the spirit vessel.

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Chapter 23 Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Seeing Immortal Misty Rain hand over the warrant to Qu Yingge under the attention of all the people, Zhu Huangwan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and a little excited.

She asked herself, that excitement was similar to the excitement of marrying a daughter or "the son has finally grown up", but she couldn't put it into words, like jealousy or regret.

When Qu Yingge made a toast to her, she smiled, filled her stomach with wine, and immediately took out another jar of wine and gave it to Qu Yingge.

That was the first jar of wine she brewed by herself, named Yuan Yang.

In the eyes of Immortal Misty Rain, it was probably true that "my son has finally grown up", which made people want to cry.

After the banquet, Immortal Yanyu called Zhu Huangwan and asked, "Where do you want to go later?"

"It is said to go to the Fairy Gate Trial Meeting." Zhu Huang said in the evening.

"Immortal Sect Trial Meeting... It's not bad, it's okay to go and have a look. But the people at Xuefeng Sect have a bad temper, they always think that the sky is the biggest and he is the second." Immortal Misty Rain nodded.

Please, it is held every three years, and most of the rookies on the cultivation way will participate in the event. How many people are rushing to go, you call it a show... and Renxuefengmen is not a small sect, so the first thing you can say He is courageous.

So it's not surprising that Zhu Huang will grow up like this, right?

"Where are your friends?" Immortal Misty Rain asked.

Zhu Huangwan thought for a while, and said, "It's probably in the hall, so I have to go first, in case someone is waiting for me."

"Wait." Seeing that Zhu Huangwan was about to run away, Immortal Yanyu quickly stopped her, "Let me ask you, are your friends okay?"

Zhu Huangwan raised his eyebrows: "Why are you becoming more and more like those women in the streets and alleys?"

"Speak seriously." Immortal Yanyu rewarded her with a fan, "If you need anything, please come to me. Do you know the details of those people?"

"I know, I know." Zhu Huangwan waved his hands, "The one in black is considered a prince and aristocrat today, the tall one is hard to say, at least he was born clean, and that little girl is a devil... a ranger, more delicate That's Master Huixuan's disciple—hey, do you know who Master Huixuan is?"

"Huixuan?" Immortal Yanyu subconsciously tightened his Tesuji, "What do you ask him for?"

"Ah, it's nothing, I have to go, see you later." Zhu Huangwan ran away quickly, not giving True Immortal Yanyu any chance to ask Zhichunbai and Qin Yi's identity, even though Immortal Yanyu could tell at a glance.

At the foot of Xuefeng Mountain, Zhu Huangwan asked in a low voice: "Didn't you say that the Immortal Gate Trial will not let Moxiu go?"

"Yes." Qin Yi said, "So in previous years, Kang Le and A Yuan would participate, while Chun Bai and I would wait by the side for three days."

"Huh?" Zhu Huang was taken aback, "How boring is that?"

Qin Yi shook her head, didn't answer, and said instead: "You go to sign up first, there are more trivial matters."

Zhu Huangwan was still wondering why it was a trivial matter to register, until he followed Kang Le to the registration office.

An old man with an indifferent and indifferent face threw her a long scroll, which was full of content that Zhu Huangwan had to fill in.

Every time a stroke is dropped, there will be an additional stroke on the light screen transformed by spiritual power in the air, and it cannot be changed.