Miss Waste Chai is about to turn over: Concubine Phoenix Summoner

Chapter 346
After getting the key, the young man hummed a village song. He opened the door and found a beautiful girl eating the fruit leisurely.

Standing next to the girl was a boy with an exquisite face. Seeing him, the boy grinned, his red lips and white teeth made the young man lose his mind for a moment.

He became alert instantly, holding the dagger at his waist: "Who are you?"

"Me? My surname is Wu." The girl's pleasant voice rang in his ears.

This was the last sentence the young man heard before he fainted.

Twilight came quietly.

After a while, the young man came out of the house holding two ropes in his hands.

Nan Fengqing and Yinyue were tied with ropes, and they followed behind him silently.

At this time, Lianxiu was still standing on the street in the village, seeing the young man, she couldn't help frowning: "Take the two of them to Uncle Cheng now?"

Hearing the sound, the young man turned his head, but the smile on his face was somewhat stiff. Unfortunately, under the cover of the twilight, Lianxiu didn't notice anything unusual. The young man said, "Sister Xiu, didn't I just want to complete the task earlier?"

"Go, go." Lian Xiu wanted to say more, but stopped for some reason.

The young man pulled the two of them forward again.

Go out of the village and walk through the narrow path.

Not far away, a giant sword slowly fell from the sky, and on the giant sword stood Qingrong Wuyue with a straight back and Qingrong Lan with a tired face.

"Qing'er?" Qing Ronglan frowned when she saw Nan Fengqing following behind the young man.

It stands to reason that when meeting a stranger, the young man should have reacted, but his expression was blank, his eyes were empty, and his eyes were dull.

"Mother." Nanfeng broke the rope, and walked to Qing Ronglan in three steps at a time, with a pair of bright eyes like spring flowers blooming, "Mother, are you tired?"

Qing Ronglan's eyes fell on the young man, "This is..."

"This village is weird. I wanted to see what they were going to do, but I didn't expect to meet my mother halfway." Nan Fengqing replied.

Qingrong Wuyue shifted his eyes to Yinyue, oh no, in fact, since he landed, his eyes have been looking at Yinyue who always lowered his head.

"It's over, I'm being watched by your grandfather again." Yinyue's slightly sad voice sounded in Nan Fengqing's head.

"Again?" Nan Fengqing raised his eyebrows.

"Didn't I tell you that last time he followed me all the way to the north bank in order to fight with me?" Yinyue's voice was full of distress.

"My grandfather is so influential?"

"...Yes, being able to drive me to the point of running away is indeed very influential." Yinyue thought for a moment, then nodded resolutely, "I have never liked to fight. In the end, I was really upset, so I reluctantly fought him." He added: "Of course, the result is naturally I win."

In the telepathic conversation, Qingrong Wuyue had already stepped in front of Yinyue, "raise your head." These two words were succinct.

Yinyue gritted her teeth, forced out two tears, raised her head, and innocently looked at the old man with white hair and childlike face: "This... old grandpa, are you talking to me?"

Qingrong Wuyue looked at Yinyue expressionlessly, and didn't speak again.

Yinyue made up her mind and pretended to be addicted, and smiled innocently again: "Grandpa, you look very young."

"Yes." Qingrong Wuyue nodded, his gaze was slightly inquiring: "I just don't know when His Highness Zhuoxue changed his appearance, or did this happen?"

"..." Several blue veins appeared on Yinyue's head, and he pressed it down again.
Because this place is closer to Guanghui Village, several people decided to go back to Qing Rong's house first. Before leaving, Nan Fengqing patted the young man on the shoulder: "Wu Xiaoqing was pushed into by you..." Suddenly, Yin couldn't think of what to say next. Yue interjected unhurriedly at the side: "Wu Xiaoqing was accidentally pushed into the boneless lake by you, and the boy Xiaoyin wanted to go down to the lake to save others, but there were no bones left for the two of them."

At the end, Yinyue said to the young man again: "So, you are going to the Boneless Lake now, and you have enough time before returning to the village, you understand?"

The young man nodded blankly and left mechanically.

Yinyue looked at his back, thought for half a second, and then used her spiritual power to conjure up two dummies to follow behind the young man.

"I didn't know you would do this before?" Nanfeng patted Yinyue's head.

"Hmm..." Yinyue felt something was wrong, and said very understandingly: "I haven't dabbled deeply in this area, so I haven't had time to talk about it. Let's go back and discuss it in detail..."

"Okay." Nan Fengqing nodded, and gently stroked his silver hair again.

Seeing this, Qingrong Wuyue frowned slightly: "I don't know what is His Highness Zhuoxue's plan for following my granddaughter?"

"..." The legendary His Highness Zhuoxue raised his head, took Nan Fengqing's hand, glanced at Qingrong Wuyue, and smiled brightly on his face: "I won't tell you."

The four of them stepped on the giant sword, and Qingrong Wuyue regained his paralyzed face. What is rare is that his aura is peaceful and clear. On the giant sword, Qing Ronglan was silent for a long time, and then said to Nan Fengqing: "Qing'er can think Do you know how mother landed on Yunshang Continent?"

Nan Fengqing nodded, looking serious.

Even Yinyue pricked up her ears.

Qingrong Wuyue's back was still as usual, but there was a deep light in his eyes.

Qing Ronglan's expression was a bit hazy under the night, her eyes were far away, as if she had fallen into a long memory.

Back then, Xuanyuan Aotian, the young lord of Wolong City, married Nangongxi, the eldest daughter of the Nangong family. At that time, the head of Qingrong’s family was Qingronglan’s grandfather. The old head of Qingrong had two sons, the eldest son Qingrong Wujin, and the second son Qingrong Wuyue, generally speaking, the eldest son should inherit the position of Patriarch in the future, but it is a pity that the old Patriarch placed high hopes on his second son, which caused the eldest son's dissatisfaction.

On the day of the marriage between Wolong City and the Nangong family, Qingrong Wuyue was in seclusion, the old patriarch brought his eldest son there, and Qingronglan, as a friend of the bride Nangongxi, was also taken there.

This marriage was supposed to be a joyous event, but who would have expected that a vision would descend from the sky during the church worship, rumbling thunder roaring overhead, splitting through all obstacles, and falling impartially on the bride and groom.

By the time the dust had settled, the bride and groom had disappeared.

On the way home, Qing Ronglan felt that the scene just happened was like a dream, and her mind was a little confused, so she asked the old Patriarch to go back and have a look.

The old Patriarch nodded in agreement, and Qing Ronglan returned alone.

Before reaching Wolong City, a masked high-ranking martial artist appeared on the way.

Qing Ronglan diligently practiced healing techniques, and didn't pay much attention to the practice of summoners. At that time, Qing Ronglan's only contract was a ferret. She simply escaped quickly, and she ran into it in a hurry. In a forest, her attributes are water and wood, and there are plenty of wood elements in the forest, which is helpful for her to develop.

The warrior chased him in, was misled by the ferret, was attacked by Qing Ronglan, and lost his mask.

Qing Ronglan felt familiar with this face, but she didn't think about it too much. Seeing that the martial artist's deadly sword was about to hurt her, at this moment, something happened.

A thunderbolt struck Qing Ronglan's body so hard that he could not die.

In an instant, Qing Ronglan felt her mind go blank, and she felt that even if she was not killed by the warrior, she would not be able to escape the fate of being struck to death by lightning.

But the reality was much better than she thought. When she woke up, she found that in the tent, a handsome young man was reading military books by candlelight.

This is Nanfeng Minghao when he was young.

"Are you awake?" The handsome young man's eyes still stayed on the book of war.

Qing Ronglan's brain cleared up instantly, and when she lowered her head, she realized that her clothes had been changed, her face darkened, before she could speak, she heard the handsome young man say indifferently: "It was Jing girl who changed the clothes for you."

While talking, an eight or nine-year-old girl secretly poked her head into the tent, blinking her big eyes: "Beautiful sister, are you awake?"

Qing Ronglan finally spoke the first words when she came to Yunshang Continent: "Where is this?"

"Battle City." The handsome young man's answer was very simple.

Qing Ronglan continued to ask in a daze: "Which field is this?"

"Field?" The handsome young man thought about it for a while, and then said, "The Continent of the Clouds, the Kingdom of Xi, and the City of Zhanzheng."

Qing Ronglan didn't hear what was said later, she was already overwhelmed by the words "Clouds on the Continent".

"The face of that warrior is still fresh in my memory, and I remembered later that I saw him and..." After a pause, he seemed to be thinking about how to address Qingrong Wujin, and then said: "The warrior and the current Master Master are in the garden. , but I didn't hear what they were talking about." Qing Ronglan's voice was flat.

Qingrong Wuyue's eyes seemed to have been brewing with anger for a century, and the flying speed of the giant sword suddenly more than doubled, and he let the wind whisper in his ears, "Lan'er is suffering." He said.

The night was silent, the moonlight hung in the sky, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on the giant sword, and the bright sword body was like frost and snow.

I don't know if grandpa turned his grief into strength, but Nan Fengqing now admires his grandfather's ability to fly so fast with his sword. She chatted with Yinyue for less than ten sentences, and the giant sword fell to the ground in a blink of an eye.

The Qingrong family is here.

(End of this chapter)