Travel through the heavens

Although Lei Wujie heard Fang Muye's words, he did not understand the meaning of them. He only knew that someone broke into Xueyue City at night and was heading towards the place where his sister was in seclusion.

"My sister is in seclusion and cannot be disturbed." Lei Wujie was shocked.

Fang Muye waved his hand: "Go ahead."

"Master, disciple is leaving." Lei Wujie suddenly gathered his true energy and leaped to chase after him.

That night, a cold light occasionally shone from the Cangshan Mountain and lasted for a long time, but the stupid disciple never came back.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly. Fang Muye was sitting leisurely in the pavilion sipping tea when suddenly a person appeared in the yard.

"Why did you let Wujie go up the mountain alone last night? As a master, don't you care about his safety at all?" Li Hanyi's voice was as cold as ice, and his eyes were even colder.

Facing Li Hanyi's question, Fang Muye smiled slightly: "Although the uninvited guest last night was very skilled in martial arts, he was not an enemy and I would not kill him. Besides, don't we still have you, the Sword Fairy Sister? Without this opportunity, I don't know when the silly boy will be able to draw his sword."

Thinking of the reason why Lei Wujie drew his sword, Li Hanyi frowned and said coldly, "Wujie will practice sword with me in the mountains in the next few days. He was afraid that you would worry about him, so he asked me to tell you."

Fang Muye smiled calmly and said, "I see. Thank you, Miss Hanyi."

Li Hanyi snorted coldly and flew away with a whoosh.

Fang Muye took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Spring has hundreds of flowers, autumn has the moon, summer has cool breezes and winter has snow. If you have nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world."

There was something indescribably relaxed and at ease in his expression.

Time flies. Half a month has passed since Lei Wujie left and went up the mountain.

The entire Xueyue City has entered the most beautiful season of the year. The flowers are in full bloom in Shangguan, and the wind is even stronger in Xiaguan. The fragrance of flowers fills the entire city with the wind.

That night, it happened to be the annual Hundred Flowers Festival in Xueyue City.

In the Wuyuxuan, the first music hall in Xueyue City, the ground is covered with bright flowers, elegant music is playing, the fragrance of flowers is in the air, and children of noble families, dancers and singers are moving around. It is truly an elegant and unique scene.

"Among the seniors who founded Snow Moon City, there was a woman who liked to plant flowers. She once planted a unique white rose with purple lace on the edge. She was named Zi Mei Ji. The other seniors stayed for the scenery of snow and moon, but she stayed for the fragrance that filled the city in April. This senior founded the Hundred Flowers Fair. Since then, the Hundred Flowers Fair in April has been the biggest event in Snow Moon City every year. Brother Fang, what do you think of this Hundred Flowers Fair?"

On the top floor of Wuyuxuan, Sikong Changfeng took a sip of wine, looked at the grand scene downstairs, and smiled with his eyes narrowed. He was usually unrestrained and uninhibited, and it was rare for him to be so elegant.

Fang Muye, who was sitting opposite him, nodded: "It is indeed rare to have such a beautiful scenery and pleasant things."

Three days ago, Sikong Changfeng visited Fang Muye and invited him to attend the Hundred Flowers Festival.

Fang Muye was looking at the scene downstairs with a smile on his face when a thin woman in a green shirt came into his sight.

An ancient poem says: There is a beauty in the north, who is peerless and independent. One look from her is enough to make a city fall in love with her, and another look is enough to make a country fall in love with her. I would rather not know that she is enough to make a city fall in love with her, because such a beauty is hard to find again.

This woman is just as described in the poem.

Her skin was as white as jade and as delicate as fat, her eyebrows were as thin as distant mountains and curved like the moon, her eyes were beautiful and her smile was sweet, she was so beautiful that it was amazing.

Sikong Changfeng also saw the woman. He smiled and said, "Brother Fang, she is the daughter of the old friend I mentioned."

Fang Muye nodded: "She is indeed an unrivaled beauty." No wonder the silly disciple fell in love with her at first sight.

Both of them spoke in low voices, but Ye Ruoyi downstairs raised her head, smiled at them and bowed, clearly having heard the conversation here.

Sikong Changfeng looked at Fang Muye, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

And Ye Ruoyi, who was downstairs, had a peerless beauty and was as dazzling as a pearl in the crowd, and naturally attracted the attention of many admirers.

Duan Xuanyi, the eldest son of the Jiangnan Duan family, who prided himself on his elegance, picked up a glass of wine, waved a purple fan and walked over.

On the other hand, Xiao Se and Tang Lian, who were concerned about Lei Wujie's lifelong affairs, naturally refused to agree when they saw this situation.

After a desolate call of "Big Brother", Tang Lian flicked her fingertips, and the wine glass in Duan Xuanyi's hand suddenly exploded, and the wine scatters everywhere.

Duan Xuanyi frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and waved it, and the exploding cup of wine suddenly gathered together, dancing in the air above his palm like a water butterfly.

Fang Muye smiled softly: "Tang Lian underestimated the enemy."

"The green mountains are hidden and the water is far away. The grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. The Jiangnan Duan family's Hidden Water Art is quite mysterious, and Duan Xuanyi's skills are not shallow." Sikong Changfeng raised his eyebrows and said curiously, "This eldest disciple of our family always looked bitter and resentful. He went out a few months ago and looked a little more human after he came back. But after just a few days of not paying attention, he has learned to be jealous of others?"

Fang Muye's mouth corners couldn't help but curl up.

Duan Xuanyi looked around and found Tang Lian and Xiao Se standing nearby, looking nonchalant. After learning their identities from his brother Duan Xuanheng, he smiled coldly, "Brother Tang Lian over there, it is said that the Tang Sect has a hidden weapon called 'Heavenly Girl Scattering Flowers', is that true?"

He suddenly threw the wine in his hand into the air and waved the purple fan in his right hand. The wine immediately turned into water droplets all over the sky, flashing with cold light, just like a hidden weapon, pouring towards Tang Lian.

Tang Lian was about to respond when a loud shout came: "Don't hit my senior brother!"

But then a ray of sword light, slightly cold and revealing a red glow, rolled up a rain of flowers all over the sky, flew straight down, and cut off the wine drops that were shooting towards Tang Lian.

Immediately afterwards, Lei Wujie, dressed in red, landed in the courtyard, thrust his sword forward, and the fierce sword energy forced the brothers Duan Xuanyi and Duan Xuanheng to retreat more than ten steps.

At this time, all the petals of the flowers in the Hundred Flowers Festival in Wu Yu Xuan broke away from the branches and flew towards the sword. They were colorful and overlapping, dancing around the long sword. The flowers were swaying, and it was extremely prosperous.

Sikong Changfeng slammed his wine glass on the table, pointed at Lei Wujie and said angrily: "Like sister, like brother. As soon as he arrived, he wanted to make my Baihua Club bald. Brother Fang, you have to teach your apprentice well, and don't let him learn his sister's bad habits."

Fang Muye took a sip of wine and said with a mischievous smile: "Brother Changfeng, why don't you go and talk to them face to face and ask them to change their bad habits, otherwise there will only be the Three Wonders left in Xueyue City in the future."

Sikong Changfeng's expression changed: "Forget it then."

He glanced downstairs and continued in a deep voice: "You are a guest from afar. No matter who you are, you cannot die in Xueyue City."

But Lei Wujie pointed his sword at Duan Xuanyi, the sword energy was endless, the fragrance of flowers was everywhere, but it was full of murderous intent.

Tang Lian hurriedly shouted: "Lei Wujie, stop!"

At this moment, Lei Wujie was surrounded by flowers and had sword energy like the tide. At first glance, he looked like a god, but he was actually complaining in his heart. He had just used the real Moonlight Flower Morning in a hurry, but he could not control this powerful sword energy and could not take it back.

"I can't control this sword energy anymore!"

Hearing Lei Wujie's shout, Tang Lian hurriedly used his true energy and took a step forward, wanting to help, but as soon as he reached out and touched the sword energy, the sword energy automatically counterattacked and pushed him back. Fortunately, the Duan brothers were also repelled and freed from the restraint of the sword energy.

However, Lei Wujie still couldn't control the sword in his hand and stood there motionless.

Sikong Changfeng smiled and said calmly, "Brother Fang, if you don't take action, Lei Wujie's internal energy will be sucked dry."

Fang Muye smiled meaningfully, and at this moment, a green figure, as graceful as a startled swan, stepped into the sea of ​​flowers.