Trinh Phuong Dai is Not Thuong Te Nhi.

Trinh Phuong Dai is Not Thuong Te Nhi.
Chapter 8



(Tran family story)


Big Mind (6)


“This time, there is an outrageous request.”


Although finding Giai Vo was important, Tran Tri's magic power and position could not help, on the contrary, the matter of preventing Tay Nam Vuong from purifying his soul more urgently, after pondering for a while, he could not. to Mai So Cung first, just do not know the specific location of Mai So Cung.


Bac Ha immediately invited Hoang Lang to lead.


Hoang Lang's heart was full of reluctance, praised by Bac Ha for a long time, before he took the strange position of "The wise sages save sentient beings under the world", according to Tran Tri.


Hoang Lang is indeed familiar with the door and the way, it did not take long for him to arrive — right on a small island not far from the island of Bong Lai.


Although the island is small, the five organs are enough. The outer circle was a circle of roads, people came and went, very prosperous, in the middle was a huge palace made by Han white jade. The roof of the palace has apricot flowers that look very lifelike, stand tall with pride, look very strange.


When Tran Tri arrived, he uttered his customary name, and soon, Mai Nhuoc Tuyet came out to meet him. He was wearing a clean white shirt, holding an apricot flower in his hand, and behind him, dozens of young women dressed in palace costumes followed, with tenacious auras. It was just a smiling expression as soon as he saw Hoang Lang, somewhat stiff, his movements instantly a little tense, he slowly walked in front of Tran Tri: "The big berries come to play, the numbers are impossible. welcome from far .”


Tran Tri said: "I'm awkward to visit, still asking for more forgiveness."


"The fairy friend comes, I always welcome her, that one." Mai Nhuoc Tuyet rolled her eyes towards Hoang Lang.


Hoang Lang immediately widened his eyes: "This is ugly, there are still many tricks."


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet threw the apricot flower and immediately wanted to roll up her sleeves, Tran Tri did not expect this situation when the two met, quickly interjecting between the two, convincingly saying: "This time, this time, Tran Tri did not expect this situation when the two met, quickly interjected between the two, there's a senseless request."


Respecting her face, Mai Nhuoc Tuyet finally held back the fire and invited the two to enter the palace.


Tran Tri was impatient, talked about it on the road, and also gave the magical treasure that Bac Ha provided.


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet was deeply moved by the Dharma treasures, but in front of Hoang Lang, her expression was extremely arrogant: "Dharma Treasures are a small matter, this kind of thing that brings blessings to the world and sentient beings, he said, of course I have no reason to refuse. Merely, Daoist Huang Ling had always had an endless relationship with the Heavenly Realm, so why was it that at this moment, she was just standing there with her hands crossed?"


Huang Ling lazily said: "Do you still need Mount Shang San to take action?"


"Shang San Shan" is the unspoken word of a true cult, referring to the three great sects that ruled over the other sects——Kun Luan, Tu Di, and Peng Lai.


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet sneered and said: "What is 'Mount Shang San', not even something we don't need!"


There's a reason to mention this. Mai So Cung Island is located which was originally part of Bong Lai, then due to the decline of the sect, often humiliated and cold by other monks on the island, in anger cut off the land the sect was living in. , it was established as an island. A feud with Bong Lai also occurred.


Bac Ha Than Quan let Hoang Lang take the lead, not expecting him to take him to the other party's house, so the situation was very awkward.


Tran Tri did not know this reason, stuck in the middle and did not know what to do - fortunately, he was no longer a human, his thick face took care of the two of them, he said, and finally persuaded Mai Nhuoc Tuyet .


When Hoang Lang saw that his task had been completed, he was too lazy to continue looking at the faces of others, waving his sleeves and leaving.


As soon as she left, Mai Ruo Tuyet stopped pretending, wailing: "Unfortunately, 'Pearl Hoa Sat' has betrayed Cung, otherwise, Cung can no longer be used for duty."


Tran Tri remembered that he and Dung Yun had experienced the murder of "May Hoa Sat", casually saying a little, Mai Nhuoc Tuyet immediately put it in his heart: "That boy, that boy, we'll agree this time.Hands for a lesson. ”


Tran Tri received the correct words, was overjoyed, was about to leave, immediately heard Mai Nhuoc Tuyet let someone prepare a room for her.


He was astonished: "Didn't you go to Luc He's city?"


Mai Ruo Tuyet said: "I want to pack a little luggage. The departure time should be early summer, I should prepare two more sets of clothes, not to be less than lotus flowers ... "


"Cough cough, Palace Master."


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet immediately raised the apricot flower and smiled at her: "Fairy friend, please talk."


Tran Tri said: "Saving living things cannot be slow..."


Mai Ruo Tuyet widened her eyes: "Do you want me to go with you now?"


" YES." YEAH."


Tran Tri not only replied, but also pulled his arm and left.


Although Mai Nhuoc Tuyet could dodge, but, when his arm was gripped, he had no intention of dodging in the slightest. He lowered his head and glanced at the slender long fingers on his white arm, the corner of his mouth slightly pursed, revealing a timid smile, his body slightly tilted forward, closer to Tran Tri.


Tran Tri tilted his head to look at him: "Master of the Palace?"


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet planted a snow-white flower of apricot in her shell, winking at her.


Trans Tri: “...”


The journey from Penglai to the city of Luc Hep was pushed half the time.


Tran Tri wiped one on his face, unexpectedly it was ice crumbs.


Mai Ruo Tuyet's countenance was dignified: "It seems like spirit turnover has already begun to be practiced."


From his chest, he took out transparent apricot flowers like ice and snow, threw them into the air, sucked in a thick fog like flowing water, and finally revealed the corner of his original face.


Tran Tri immediately followed him in.


The more you go inside, the stronger the apricot flower sucks, the slower the speed, the transparent petals seem to stick to a fine layer of dust, gradually fading away.


Tran Tri anxiously looked at Mai Nhuoc Tuyet, seeing that his face had not changed, he was slightly relieved.


"Yes, right in front." As soon as those words fell, hundreds of soldiers suddenly rushed out from all sides, holding long, expressionless knives, and rushing over.


Tran Tri quickly took out a bullet, before he had time to act, he was stopped behind by Mai Nhuoc Tuyet, and right after, just after that, he was stopped behind by Mai Nhuoc Tuyet, dozens of young men and women in white clothes and white skirts appeared in the air, protecting them once Round after round, rushing out to meet the soldiers.


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet gently comforted Tran Tri: "Everything is mine."


Tran Tri said: "When did they catch up?"


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet quietly said: Of course, as soon as she walked out the door, she followed. Palace Master came out, how could there not be a troupe? I was just afraid of interrupting when Tran Tri and I were alone, deliberately telling them to hide in the dark. On the surface, he said: "You dragged me away, they just arrived."


After all, Mai So Cung's people were still religious, and soon they beat up the soldiers to disperse, paving the way.


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet took the initiative of pulling Tran Tri in.


Near the center of the city, the wind suddenly rose sharply, the plum blossoms in the air were almost blown away by the wind. Mai Nhuoc Tuyet had just extended her hand, picked it up, muttering in her mouth, but after stabilizing for a while, the body and flower were thrown backwards.


Chen Zhi used her sleeves to resist the wind, walked towards her, and loudly asked, "What can I help you with?"


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet also did not expect such a difficult problem to be solved, immediately saying: "Someone ... Formal arrays! Destroy... Dia!”


Tran Tri's ears were full of wind, hearing the general meaning, he immediately moved forward.


Although the wind was strong, the damage to it was extremely limited. He held back the resistance to go to the center of the city, catching a glimpse of the figure sitting cross-legged in the middle, walking a few steps forward, discovering that the figure was no longer visible, he said, only someone standing holding a branch. (session: banner, flag, branch)


Realizing that someone was approaching, the person holding the turn turned his head, a pair of fiery red eyes lit up like light in the clouds, illuminating the direction he was heading. Tran Tri took two steps forward, the other person was vaguely similar to Tay Nam Vuong, probably the same person.


"King of the Southwest ..."


As soon as he opened his mouth to say three words, he immediately ate a mouthful of sand.


In the fog, the Southwest King looked at him deeply, turned around and disappeared.


Moments later, the wind stopped and the fog disappeared.


If it wasn't for the disheveled hair and golden sand, what almost made the skeptic was just a daydream. He shook the sand on his body, hearing the cry that seemed to be hidden nearby, just as Mai Nhuoc Tuyet was running, he immediately searched with her.


It's not hard to find them either. With the city center as its center, its rooms are over five or six feet high, all of which are locked by captured residents. The walls and columns of other rooms are painted with all sorts of spells. Mai Nhuoc Tuyet said it was a burning spell. After the Southwest King activated the array, these people would be burnt alive, the pain they felt before they died would cause them to incite hatred, become vengeful, and be absorbed by spirits. He had the heart to please Tran Tri, so he said: "This place has a very heavy yin, it must have had an epidemic or war in the past, he said, I'll make an offering soon to help drive this place away."


His tone of voice was very similar to that of a conman disguised as Tao, causing Tran Tri to instinctively ask how much money.


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet was slightly surprised. Just when Tran Tri felt that the other party would be angry and want to apologize, he timidly said, "Can I have a chance to chase after you?"


Tran Tri: "..." In his mind, there was only one thought: Without money can heal, without mouth there is no medicine.


When Mai Nhuoc Tuyet ordered the palace people to perform the worship ceremony, Tran Tri was by his side to reassure the people, comfortable to attract people, and, and advised them to go to Jiangnan or the North to avoid disaster. After all, Tay Nam Vuong had not been arrested, no one knew if there was a next time or not.


The money he carried on his body was not much, it immediately scattered cleanly, at this moment, he could not help but remember Rong Yun. When Dung Yun was by his side, he rarely used money.


There is a saying that people cannot be mentioned during the day, and ghosts cannot be mentioned at night.


As soon as he thought of this, he heard for a moment the sound of horse treads rushing to open the palace, spontaneously running towards him.


"Who dares to touch the eternal!" Mai Nhuoc Tuyet was the first to rush out, shooting apricot flower petals with her fingertips, ready to hit people off the back of a horse.


When Tran Tri saw the appearance of Dung Yun riding a horse, he froze, only to regain his senses, before he could speak, he could only jump to stop him. When the petals hit Tran Tri's back, Dung Yun hugged him, flew down from the horse, used himself as a pillow, and fell to the ground.


Chen Zhi's back was faintly sick, but not too sick, and was about to speak, but was hugged by Rong Yun.


Mai Nhuoc Tuyet came one step behind to want to pull Tran Tri but could not pull it, looked down and saw the two hugging into a pile, boiling jealousy, and, one leg kicking Dung Yun's calf: "Let go!"


"Cracks." Broken calf.


Dung Yun groaned, two tears welled up in the corner of his eyes, but not saying a word, his eyes looking at Tran Tri cynically.