Chapter 103 An unexpected encounter
Qin Yu glanced around.
In every corner of the inner palace, there are monks with Qingshan Gate standing.
What frightened him the most was that he always felt that there was a vague perception observing all the monks in the city lord's inner palace.
Very strong!
However, none of the surrounding monks seemed to notice it.
I don’t know if it’s because of his mental power or his divine body, but Qin Yu caught it. Therefore, he concluded that there was a big shot living in the attic in the middle of the lake!
But, it should be... not Fairy Xiyue.
However, he knew that it was impossible to leave now. If he left by force, he would appear guilty and might even be noticed more easily.
What should I do? !
Qin Yu lowered his gaze, thinking about how to deal with it.
"What's wrong with you?"
Yin Qinghe couldn't help but ask.
Although she didn't know what happened, she guessed that it had something to do with Fairy Xiyue.
A flash of doubt flashed in her eyes.
Even though this traitor was so bold in front of her now, in fact, when he first entered the Danxin Cottage, Qin Yu did not dare to look directly at her.
With such a cautious character, he shouldn't do anything to offend Fairy Xiyue? !
Could it be that he couldn't help but glance at Fairy Xiyue?
"No, it's nothing." Qin Yu shook his head bitterly.
Now that things have happened, I can only hide a little bit.
Fortunately, their position is relatively outside, almost in the corner, and they are not very noticeable.
Now, he just hopes that the fairy will not appear, or that he can't be seen from a distance.
……
Since it is a selection of talents, of course it must be tested.
In fact, it is a simple test of mental strength.
Knowing that Fairy Xiyue might appear and even paying attention to all this, the monks in the city lord's palace rushed to show themselves first.
"Qu Huicheng, Yang Rong, seventy years old, a high-level entry..."
"He Huasheng in the Red Cloud Territory is ninety-eight years old and has entered the first stage of refinement!"
Wow! ……
In an instant, all eyes converged on one place, focusing on the man who seemed to be in his prime.
After all, he is a monk. Although his bone age is ninety-eight, he looks no more than middle-aged.
He has a tall and straight posture, extraordinary bearing, and an extraordinary aura exuding from his whole body. It is said that he is a famous alchemy master.
It's just that he is not a monk from Yunlan Domain, and many people have never heard of his name.
With his appearance, the others became complete foils. Even the elder of Qingshan Sect, Liu Zixiao, came out of the attic in the lake and exchanged greetings with him.
This actually made him feel a little flattered, but his face became more and more energetic and rosy.
It was the turn of the three Qin Yus. Only Yin Qinghe could detect the mental power of the entry-level intermediate level. Qin Yu and Zhao Mengli were both clumsy and only showed the entry-level spiritual power.
Not even qualified for a roll call, so of course it won't attract anyone's attention.
The banquet for virtuous people began soon.
As expected, the host was elder Liu Zixiao. Qin Yu didn't pay attention to what she said, but kept observing the surroundings carefully.
Until the toast was over, there was no trace of Fairy Xiyue, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment...
"Fairy Xiyue is out..."
"Sure enough, the name of the number one fairy in Yunlan Territory is well-deserved, her beauty is peerless, no one can match her!" "If I can get the attention of such a beautiful woman, I will have no regrets even if my soul is gone!"
There was a burst of discussion around him, and Qin Yu subconsciously followed everyone's gaze and looked over.
On the side of the attic in the lake, the door opened slightly, and a girl walked out leisurely.
The girl is dressed in a dust-free white dress, walking lightly in the mist. Her eyes are full of autumn water, her skin is better than snow, and her black hair is like ink, falling softly on her shoulders, swaying gently in the breeze, adding a bit of unsulliedness. The fairy spirit of dust.
She has a graceful figure and an indescribable grace and calmness in her steps. The sunlight penetrates the mist and gently shines on her body, coating her with a faint halo that complements the clear water and green lotus. It forms a breathtaking picture that is breathtakingly beautiful.
In the looming mist, the beautiful face is even more pure and refined, like a fresh water hibiscus that has just bloomed, not stained by a trace of dust, pure and noble.
This is not a human woman, she is clearly a fairy from the nine heavens who fell into the mortal world!
The hustle and bustle around her seemed to freeze at this moment, and all eyes involuntarily focused on her. Both men and women were shocked by this otherworldly beauty.
Standing there, she is the most beautiful scenery, which makes people forget the troubles of the world and just want to immerse themselves in this beauty and not want to leave for a long time.
If you have not witnessed it with your own eyes, some may still question why the Saint of Qingshan Sect is so unique that she stands out among the others and is called the number one fairy? !
Now, when that peerless face appears before our eyes, everything in the world is eclipsed, and only the sound of exclamation can be heard.
Well deserved!
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Its beauty cannot be fully described in words. Any attempt to carve out words seems pale in front of her, like a firefly compared to the bright moon.
With just one glance, Qin Yu hurriedly withdrew his gaze, not daring to stop any longer.
He felt that all of this was unreal. If it weren't for the data on the flames, he would have even felt that none of it had happened at all.
She is so out of touch with the world, and it would be a huge sin to let her get a trace of dust from the world...
And what about him? !
He plucked the holy snow lotus and placed it under his body, letting it wither and wither under the violent wind and rain.
At this moment, Qin Yu himself felt that he had committed a huge sin that could never be redeemed by a hundred deaths.
……
Su Xiyue stood in the attic in the lake. Like an independent fairy, she looked down on all living beings with an otherworldly attitude.
Her temperament is cold and noble, making people dare not approach her easily, as if the hustle and bustle of the world is incompatible with her.
Everything around her, whether it was the bustling scenery or the noisy voices, failed to stir the slightest ripple in her heart.
Her eyes, as light as autumn water, gently swept across the entire scene, capturing the faces of people who were amazed by her, but they failed to leave any trace in her heart.
This indifference and indifference seemed to be her innate elegance, and she had long looked down upon everything in the world.
suddenly.
Her gaze paused for a moment.
Among the bustling crowd, there was a figure with a distinctive lowered head, which was just a little bit conspicuous in her field of vision.
Although she was in the outer corner and couldn't see the man's face, it gave her an inexplicable feeling of familiarity, as if she had seen it somewhere.
Where is it?
There was a trace of doubt in Su Xiyue's heart.
Even among the disciples of the Immortal Sect, there were only a few people she could remember. In such a city of casual cultivators, how could there be anyone she felt familiar with? !
However, her pace did not slow down because of this. When she reached the side entrance of the attic, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and her eyes fell on the familiar yet slightly unfamiliar figure again.
Just at this moment, Qin Yu raised his head.
The two lines of sight intertwined inadvertently and met unexpectedly.
"It's him!"
Su Xiyue's heart felt like a heavy blow, with ripples rising. The deep-hidden memory was instantly awakened, with pain and complex emotions that could not be ignored.
It was the little monk who took away his innocence!
That memory is as deep as a brand and indelible.
(End of chapter)