Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Obscure Vision
Zhou Li grabbed her wrists that were tied with the hairband with one palm.
The slender waist of the woman in his arms moved, and he wanted to stretch out his long tail to trap her thin waist tightly.
But he didn't, he just let her toss around on him.
Finally, she fell on his shoulder, panting. In the thick fog that made it impossible to see the original shape, Zhou Li saw the hairband wrapped around her wrist. It was a beautiful peach pink color.
He almost subconsciously exerted force with his palm, trying to pull off the hairband.
"Zhou Li!" Lu Rong's voice suddenly rang in his ears.
He looked at the person leaning on his shoulder in astonishment, but everything disappeared and he suddenly opened his eyes.
It took a moment for him to realize that he had had that kind of dream again.
Lu Rong's voice came from outside: "Zhou Li! I came to thank you! If you don't see me, I'll leave."
Zhou Li exhaled a foul breath, his back soaked with sweat. He folded his long tail and replied coldly with two words: "No."
He doesn't want to see anyone now.
Especially if you don't want to see someone drawing pornographic pictures of you.
He looked at the palm of his hand and thought of the peach pink color that appeared in his dream.
New clues emerged.
It seems that as long as Lu Rong breaks the mirror, new clues can be obtained. This is probably the effect of the bond of the heart.
She asked for cultivation from him, so he could also gain something.
Zhou Li held his forehead helplessly, it really was related to her.
"Then I'll put the sweet cakes under the tree. You have to tell my dad that I came to thank him." Lu Rong was also relieved. After putting the things down, he ran away without stopping.
The peach pink hairband between the black hair fluttered in the wind, like two fluttering little butterflies.
Lu Rong completed the task assigned by his father and reported promptly: "Dad, I went to thank Zhou Li, but he didn't see me."
Lu Wen saw Lu Rong's impatience and didn't dampen her spirits. "Go ahead, but don't get into conflict with others. If you run into danger, be sure to seek help from the sect."
Lu Wen was still a little worried: "I'll give you a defensive magic weapon that can save your life when you encounter danger."
Lu Wen sent a magic weapon to Lu Rong through the jade token.
Lu Rong accepted it happily: "I'm just going out to play for two days, I'm fine, and Qiu Ling and Senior Brother Lin are here."
Lu Wen thought that he was worried because Qiu Ling was there.
Qiu Ling is an adventurous person, and anything could happen, but since they are traveling with just a few people, he doesn't want to say much.
"Go." After Lu Wen said that, Lu Rong happily took the things and went to find Qiu Ling and the others.
The three of them agreed to meet at the gate of Xuanyang Sect. The plaque of Xuanyang Sect at the gate was smashed yesterday and was now bare.
When Lu Rong arrived, Qiu Ling and Senior Brother Lin had been waiting there for a while, and they raised their eyebrows when they saw her coming.
"Miss, you are finally here."
Lu Rong ran over, beaming: "My dad is so nagging, he's been nagging me for a long time."
Qiu Ling directly put his arm around her shoulders and said, "Master, you are always like this. I thought you couldn't come today."
Senior Brother Lin also echoed: "Just now I made a bet with my Ah Ling about whether you would come or not."
Lu Rong raised her chin proudly: "Look who I am, I will come if I say so."
Qiu Ling looked at her arrogant look and said, "Who was the one who got turned into a little black man yesterday?"
"Don't tell!" She didn't want many people to know about such an embarrassing thing.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, now you're a beauty."
The three of them flew away on their swords while talking.
Lu Rong doesn't have her own sword yet, so she can only be with Qiu Ling. The wind blows through her long hair, and a feeling of freedom and unrestrainedness comes over her.
"Flying with a sword is so cool." Lu Rong didn't dare to envy before, but she didn't expect that she would have her own sword soon.
Qiu Ling: "Hey, didn't the master tell you what kind of sword he would give you?"
"No." Her father never mentioned it. Perhaps her father thought that she could refine her own sword just like Zhou Li.
"Rongrong, I also heard that the thunder tribulation that broke your mirror yesterday was extraordinary." Senior Brother Lin looked at her curiously.
"Ah? I don't remember." Lu Rong had no recollection of what happened in the realm yesterday. He scratched his head and said, "It wasn't just a random move?"
Qiu Ling: "You really don't remember?"
Lu Rong shook her head. In fact, her only impression of that moment was a burning sensation, as if it was going to burn her entire body. She had no idea about anything else.
"What happened?" she asked.
Qiulin still felt surprised when he thought about the scene at that time. He looked at her with suspicion and said, "Tell me first, are you pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?"
"I'm going to eat you." Lu Rong pretended to bite her.
Qiu Ling dodged: "Then you must be a hidden genius. Last night, there were a total of eighty-one purple lightning bolts, of course, eighty of them were blocked by Sword Master."
Qiu Ling still marvels at that scene when he thinks of it: "Sword Master is really handsome. A man who can tear apart heavenly thunder with his bare hands is so terrifying."
"Eighty-one purple thunders?" Lu Rong himself was shocked.
Isn’t this the treatment that only the genius Zhou Li can enjoy?
"Yes, everyone looked expectantly at another genius from the Xuanyang Sect, and then the last and weakest one hit you, directly smashing you into a little black man."
Lu Rong: “???” No, why is there this part?
Ahhhh, so embarrassing.
She wished she could crawl underground.
Zhou Li blocked eighty obstacles for her and showed off his skills, but when it came to her, he was completely defeated.
No wonder he wanted to turn her into a little black person.
She felt that the little black man was quite suitable for her.
No, she should be a clown.
Lu Rong felt hopeless again: "Next time I break the mirror, I will definitely look very handsome."
The two men looked at her with suspicion.
Lu Rong shut up automatically, but why did she have so many thunders when she was such a weakling?
Could it be... retribution for having an affair?
Lu Rong subconsciously looked upwards and prayed silently that the believer would reform herself and not have any pornographic activities for three days to show her sincerity.
The sword flew at a very fast speed and reached the territory of Luo City in just a moment.
Perhaps because of the Spring Banquet, the streets of Luocheng were bustling with people, and the peonies were in full bloom. Although the spring scenery was not as good as that of Xuanyang Sect, it also had its own unique charm.
I don’t know who came up with the gimmick that Los Angeles in the human world is rich in handsome men.
Although it is a bit exaggerated, the Spring Banquet still attracts many people to visit Los Angeles every year.
Some people would even travel thousands of miles to Los Angeles and spend thousands, even tens of thousands, of dollars just to catch a glimpse of the man who won the first prize at the Spring Banquet.
Lu Rong's purpose was very clear. She came out to eat and drink, and to see how good-looking the famous handsome men in Los Angeles were. She collected materials of different handsome men and painted beautiful and fragrant "meals" for her customers.
The three of them first found an inn to stay in, had lunch and then went out to play.
But because of the Spring Banquet, many people from other cities flocked into Luo City, and the inn was overcrowded for a while.
The three of them finally found an inn, but the room was a bit expensive.
Another characteristic of sword cultivators is that they are poor.
Because they had no other way to make a living except practicing swordsmanship, most of their money was spent on swords and elixirs.
Lu Rong, Qiu Ling and Senior Brother Lin can't afford it.
"How can you not pay if you don't have a sword?" Qiu Ling was puzzled.
"Because I spent all my money by being stingy." Lu Rong is also a poor guy.
Qiu Ling, Senior Brother Lin: "..." She seemed a little proud.
"Then let's eat first. I can afford it." Lu Rong took the two of them to find a seat by the window, asked the waiter if there were any delicious dishes, and ordered a few.
While waiting for the food, people at the next table were talking in low voices.
The three of them were cultivators and were more sensitive to these sounds. They heard the conversation that the three of them were deliberately lowering.
“It’s really getting weird.”
"It's been very strange these past few years, but no one dared to say anything."
"Who dares to say that? Isn't the city lord counting on making a fortune from the Spring Banquet?"
Qiu Ling was very interested in these things. He walked over curiously and sat down at a table with them in a very familiar manner.
"I've discovered it recently, have you seen it too?" Qiu Ling deliberately used ambiguous words to inquire about the information.
"I saw it! There was a man in red clothes humming a tune on East Street. I was scared to death when I saw it." One of them said with obvious fear on his face.
"Yes, many people said they saw it on East Street at night." The other two also echoed.
One of them said to Qiu Ling, "There have been some men who have been dressing very strangely lately. Although Los Angeles is known for its handsome men, some of them are overly seductive, like women. Their voices are so shrill and thin, they sound like ghosts."
"It's probably possessed by a ghost." Qiu Ling slapped his thigh, "Be careful, it's too scary."
As he said this, he asked for a glass of wine and then sat back down.
Qiu Ling subconsciously looked at Senior Brother Lin, and then at Lu Rong who was eating.
Lu Rong was eating braised lion's head. Under Qiu Ling's gaze, he stuffed a lion's head into his mouth, making his cheeks bulge.
Chew chew chew, it’s delicious.
Qiu Ling helplessly held his forehead: "No one is competing with you for food."
"Oh." Lu Rong stuffed sweet and sour pork tenderloin, spicy stir-fried beef, and glutinous rice balls.
She hasn't eaten these delicious foods for a long time.
Snow fungus is the little rabbit’s favorite vegetable dish, and he also loves to eat carrots.
So she often felt that there was no difference between herself and a rabbit.
Seeing Lu Rong eating so happily, Senior Brother Lin smiled and shook his head, saying to Qiu Ling, "It seems something is wrong."
There is a situation, which means there are demons or ghosts.
Now the demons and ghosts are becoming more and more unscrupulous.
"Let's go to East Street after eating." Qiu Lingchao said to the two of them, and Lu Rong did not refute.
She was concentrating on eating her second bowl of rice when she felt a presence of gazes. She looked up in confusion but didn't see any strange people.
"A Ling, why do I feel like someone is looking at me?" Lu Rong said to Qiu Ling.
Qiu Ling looked around but didn't see anyone suspicious, so he looked away and urged Lu Rong to eat quickly.
After the three of them finished eating, they didn't linger for long and went straight to East Street.
When Lu Rong left the restaurant, a black gas flew out from a corner that they could not notice, fell to the ground and turned into a human shape.
The man took a deep breath of the cold air, his eyes full of enthusiasm: "It's a familiar smell."
Lu Rong still felt a chill on her back, as she rarely glanced at handsome men while walking on the street.
The main reason was that she found that none of these men were as good-looking as Zhou Li, or her expectations were too high.
"Didn't you say there were a lot of handsome men at the Spring Banquet?" Lu Rong asked Qiu Ling.
"You look at the face of Sword Master every day. That was an immortal product. No matter how handsome he is now, he is just an ordinary man." Qiu Ling touched her head.
"He has a pretty face, but he's such a horrible person." Lu Rong curled her lips. "Today I went to thank him, but he refused to see me. He's such a cold person."
Qiu Ling touched his chin and said, "He treats everyone the same."
Lu Rong didn't want to discuss Zhou Li at all. She saw someone buying sachets and was about to go over to take a look.
First, I heard a familiar voice.
"Miss Tian!"
Lu Rong almost bumped into Qiu Ling. She turned around and saw Mo Chou. She was so scared that she stepped back a little. She pulled Qiu Ling and said, "You, what do you want to do? Do you want to fight back?"
Now she doesn't have Zhou Li's sword.
"No." Mo Chou looked at her with a red face, "I didn't expect to meet here. Miss Tian, is this our fate?"
Lu Rong: "? Cruel fate?"
Mo Chou: “…”
Qiu Ling laughed: "Who is that... Sword Friend, her last name is not Tian."
Mo Chou looked at her with a curious look: "May I ask your name, young lady?"
"Don't ask." Lu Rong said as he pulled Qiu Ling away, still muttering softly, "Isn't he holding a storybook about a martial arts competition to find a bride? He'll marry whoever wins?"
Qiu Lingle was delighted: "Maybe."
"Then he should marry Bingzha, because it was the sword that won him over."
Speaking of Bing Lie Qiu Ling, he was a little curious: "What is the Sword Master's sword spirit like?"
Lu Rong hadn't seen it either: "How would I know? He rarely swings his sword once a year."
The fifty times she swung her sword were probably the most difficult time for Bingzha.
Lu Rong was about to grit his teeth again.
She's working very hard, isn't she?
Lu Rong had indeed never seen Zhou Li's sword spirit, but she had fantasized about playing with Zhou Li's hilt.
Because the hilt of the ice-cracked sword was very long and had raised patterns on the surface, it looked icy cold. At first glance, she felt that it was very easy to operate.
The more she thought about it, the more restricted her mind became. She quickly held her head down and thought about what she had just said about not having sex for three days.
Senior Brother Lin went to scout somewhere else.
Lu Rong and Qiu Ling arrived at East Street and found it very magnificent. It gave them the illusion of entering a street of luxury goods.
She looked around and saw a very abrupt stone placed in the middle of the road.
"A-Ling, why is there a stone there?" she asked curiously.
"That's a feng shui arrangement, it brings in wealth." Qiu Ling knew a lot of things during his wanderings in the human world, but Lu Rong didn't see any feng shui.
I just feel it's weird.
She walked over and there was indeed nothing unusual.
"Since it's Feng Shui, what's buried under the ground?" Lu Rong pointed to what was buried under the big rock.
"Girl, there's just ordinary ground underneath." A gentle voice came.
Lu Rong turned her head and first saw the white gauze of a veil, and then her chin was exposed in the wind.
This guy must be good looking.
"Who are you?" Lu Rong didn't react to where this person came from.
"I am the owner of these shops." The man spoke in a soft and unhurried voice.
Lu Rong looked around at the shops and saw the words "restaurant". He took the opportunity to ask, "Do you have any cheap guest rooms?"
Perhaps because she changed the subject too quickly, the other party was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course, follow me."
Neither Lu Rong nor Qiu Ling expected things to go so smoothly.
"We can't afford an expensive room." Lu Rong reminded again.
"It's okay. We just happen to have a few rooms reserved for distinguished guests." The other party led them into the restaurant.
Lu Rong inexplicably felt a familiar scent, but didn't see anyone.
"What's wrong?" Qiu Ling turned around and looked at her.
"I seem to smell the scent of Zhou Li." Lu Rong sniffed, and a cold and pure scent like a snow mountain enveloped her.
After she finished speaking, she raised her head to look up, and a peach-pink headband hung down among her black hair.
A sharp and obscure gaze stared over.
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