Chapter 505: Sound Transmission

"Qiuwa, how about making a game?"

Xue Zihan knew that the problem was troublesome, so she had to consider a way out for Qiuwa.

"Okay, what kind of game are you talking about? I'm suffocated to death."

There was an echo from Little Flower.

"It's like this. It's my sister's master's birthday in a few days. If my sister can't make it back, can you hurry back and give my sister's master a surprise. If you finish it within three days, my sister will owe you a big box of snacks. If you can't finish it, then you have to study and write obediently in the future."

There is no other way, the top priority, Xue Zihan just wants Qiu Wa to get away quickly.

The little man's thinking and intelligence are only those of a few-year-old child, but his intelligence and cunning are superior. More importantly, as the spirit of vegetation, the little man's earth escape is exquisite. If there is no accident, he will be able to return successfully.

"No, Master is too fierce. When I go back, I will definitely be forced to study. Even if I win, I still lose. Ah, a few little bunnies came by the stream, let's play with them."

With a whoosh, the beautiful little flower disappeared in place.

Xue Zihan was about to shout, when there was a creak, the door was pushed open.

"Fresh and elegant, a small narrow room gives birth to style."

Elder Liufeng stepped into the door with a smile on his face, and sat down on the incense couch with ease.

He seemed to have dressed up deliberately, changed into a light-colored Confucian uniform, tidied up his mustache, trimmed his sideburns, his stiff face, with the unique vicissitudes of a middle-aged man, gave him a bit of charm.

There are very few things that can make Elder Liufeng worry about, and there are no women who can make Elder Liufeng worry about it.

But this time, Elder Liufeng put a lot of thought into Xue Zihan.

Since Xue Zihan left from the Mingwu Palace, his stunning figure and cool demeanor made him seem like a demon in his arms, unable to extricate himself.

But she has put out her desire to seize, and she doesn't want to be aggressive with beautiful women, pretending to be gentle, hoping to conquer by charm.

"It's just arranged casually. I don't know why the venerable is here."

Xue Zihan was neither surprised nor angry.

Elder Liufeng smiled brightly, and looked at Xue Zihan with misty eyes, "Yongye is hard to get rid of, I miss you, come and have a look. I was rude last time, and I apologize, but I hope Zihan you understand my intentions. In short, I will not force you, I have plenty of time to get your wishes."

So affectionate, even Elder Liufeng himself was moved by him.

Xue Zihan was stunned, turned his mind, and said, "The Venerable's kindness, Zihan knows, please allow some time for the Venerable, wait for Zihan to report to Master, and then reply to the Venerable."

Xue Zihan is cold and stern on the outside, but exquisite on the inside. He has already understood the heart of Elder Liufeng. When he is unable to resist, detours are naturally the way out.

Elder Liufeng didn't expect Xue Zihan to be so eloquent, so excited, he even tore off his disguise, got up and hugged Xue Zihan, this stunning beauty was beautiful in every way, his eyes were raised and his eyebrows were raised in a coquettish way, which made his heart very itchy.

Xue Zihan turned around to avoid it, "Why should your lord be impatient, if the matchmaker is marrying, you still need the orders of your parents and the words of the matchmaker."

The jade person in front of me is proud and not arrogant, as bright as the spring breeze, Elder Liufeng's heart is broken, and he smiled, "You and I are both practitioners, why bother to stick to ordinary etiquette. As an elder of the upper three days, I am a direct disciple under the leadership of the teacher. I have a high status. You can marry me as a wife. Not to mention your original master, even your original sect will be honored."

With a flash of cold light, a sonic flying knife appeared in Xue Zihan's palm, straddling the jade neck, and stared at Elder Liufeng coldly, "Your Honor, please respect yourself, even if you don't need the orders of your parents and the words of the matchmaker, please invite your Honor to pick you up in a sedan chair tomorrow evening, otherwise Zi Han would rather die than follow."

Elder Liufeng's expression changed in an instant, he glared at Xue Zihan and said, "Don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine, there are countless women who want to warm this deity's bed, you count..."

Before the words fell, the silver willow leaves had already cut through the snow-colored skin that was as shiny as jade, and the jade was instantly soaked in blood.

"...Don't, I'll go. I will welcome you tomorrow night in a sedan chair."

After all, Elder Liufeng was reluctant to part with Xue Zihan's beauty, and was resentful in his heart, but he was also unwilling to work hard and get a beautiful corpse.

After Elder Liufeng left, Xue Zihan was waiting to call Qiuwa back, and asked for an entrustment, the thought couldn't help but move, there was a movement in the Sumeru Precept, and with a swipe, Xue Zihan's jade face piled up very colorfully.

As soon as I thought about it, a sound transmission ball appeared in my palm, hesitated for a while, and finally pushed the palm on it, and then the familiar voice lingered in my ear for thousands of times, "Are you okay now, tell me your location?"

This sound transmission ball was left to Xue Zihan by Xu Yi when he said goodbye to Qiuwa that day, and he asked Xue Zihan that if there is any accident to Qiuwa or she is in trouble with Fairy Xue, she can use this sound transmission ball to inform.

Moreover, Xu Yi cherished Qiuwa, and he bought an expensive sound transmission ball for talking, just like the sound transmission ball that King Jiang Bai and the ancestor of the Wen family had a conversation in the air.

But she said that Xu Yi's voice fell, and Xue Zihan's heart was surging. She never thought that Xu Yi would come by voice transmission at this time.

Is it a coincidence? Or is it doomed?

Xuemei's heart is like a deer bumping, messy, there is not only the sadness of dying, but also the joy of seeing Tan Lang for the last time.

She was speechless in a daze, the sound transmission successfully triggered the restraint, and another voice came from there, "Speak, I have entered Canglong Mountain, and I will arrive at Longshou Peak in ten minutes. I have already known the situation on your side, so I will just wait for my arrival."

"Don't, don't... don't use it, my side is fine, I'm in the selection..."

Xuemei's tone was fierce, and she didn't want Xu Yi to come to take risks, but another idea came to her mind and asked, "How do you know I'm at Longshou Peak?"

"Seven factions are selected. With Fairy Xue's aptitude, she is naturally selected. I want to come and see Qiuwa. I guess Fairy Xue's national beauty will always provoke some crazy bees and butterflies for no reason, so I am here to escort her."

Xu Yi didn't want to show "Zhou Shirong", so he managed to smooth things over.

"National beauty and beauty? So you know how to appreciate it."

Xuemei's heart was inexplicably sweet, and then she resentfully slandered, "The mad bees and the butterflies, who are calling the bees and the butterflies..."

"Hey, are you listening?"

"I didn't listen!"

Xuemei was a little angry, if there were other people by her side, she might be shocked, when Bingshan would have an expression.

Xu Yi, who was flying high in the cold wind, was really in no mood to appreciate Xue Meiren's words, so he repeated his previous explanation before ending the call.

But Xue Zihan said quietly, "You came here for Qiuwa, right?"

She really wanted to ask, "Ruowu Qiuwa, if nothing happens, will you come?"

From the heart to the mouth, the words have changed.

"I said it's for your escort, so I'll take a look at Qiuwa. Don't need to think too much. You should keep that sonic flying knife. Based on this, Yimou should go through fire and water for the fairy."

Xu Yi roughly guessed the kindness of Xuemei, it was nothing more than worrying that his cultivation base was not good enough, and he would go to death in vain.