The construction of the Moon Shadow Pavilion adheres to the concept of a round sky and a square place. The ground floor is square and the second floor is a hollow ring. Each wing has a window facing the first floor for easy viewing.

Now, all the screens on the ground floor have been removed, and a huge round platform has emerged. Then, white feathers are flying, and a young woman appears on the stage, wearing a feather crown on her head, standing gracefully.

When the whistle sounded, she danced gracefully, and the feathers on her wrists trembled slightly, like a happy bird.

Yin Miaomiao leaned against the window and watched: "What kind of dance is this?"

"Nishang Yuyi." Revlon poured a glass of wine for her, "Do you like this?"

Yin Miaomiao said: "Far inferior to you."

"It's not as good as me." Revlon raised her eyes and said, "I've been listed until now, and no one has been able to get past me."

"Yes, yes, you are the most beautiful, and I like you the most." Yin Miaomiao held his hand, turned to the two junior sisters and said, "I don't dare to judge anymore, what do you think?"

With Revlon Pearl in front of her, Zhu Rui felt much more at ease and watched with relish: "You dance very well."

Revlon said: "It's just begun."

After the woman danced in colorful clothes and feathers, she left. Another woman came on the stage. She was only covered with a tulle. She had plump breasts and fat buttocks. Her figure was extremely graceful, and the sound of the pipa was noisy.

She twisted her waist and showed off every part of her body.

"This is interesting." Yin Miaomiao said.

The woman finished her dance, and the woman wearing the feather crown came up to the stage again. A few red roses were thrown from the box opposite, but white roses were thrown from the box next door. For a while, flowers were raining on the round stage, and it was terrible.

It's good-looking.

Zhu Rui looked curious: "What is this for?"

"Tip a reward." Revlon pulled out two colored roses from the porcelain vase on the low table, "If you like, you can throw the flowers in."

Zhu Rui learned a lesson from the experience: "Do you want to throw it away casually?"

"One flower and one hundred spiritual stones." Revlon smiled, "The flowers they get are the expenses for their elimination."

Zhu Rui: "..." She suddenly understood what the 10,000 spirit stones given by Ren Wuwei were used for. It was not to ask them to bid, but to spend a lot of money.

Yin Miaomiao quickly pulled out a red rose and threw it out. Revlon glanced at her: "You have flowers, can't you give them to me?"

"I saw that Fourth Junior Sister liked it, so I threw it for her." Yin Miaomiao's expression did not change.

Zhu Rui: "..." She likes to dance in colorful clothes and feathers.

Revlon grabbed her hands and said, "This will never happen again."

"Okay, okay." Yin Miaomiao saw what was new, got up and went back to the table to drink, "Third junior sister, why don't you go and have a look? She dances well."

Han Shan sat alone, as if he was out of tune with the surrounding environment: "I'm not interested in these."

"Okay." Yin Miaomiao didn't force herself and took the jade book again, "It's still early to get food."

Hanshan didn't reject it and chose a few snacks and drinks: "Is this 'cherry wine' delicious?"

Yin Miaomiao said seriously: "It tastes good!"

Hanshan clicked this.

Not long after, a maid came over with a jug of honey-colored wine: "Would you like to drink the 'cherry wine' you wanted?"

The young man sitting next to Han Shan said, "I'll do it."

The maid smiled and left.

The young man asked: "How about I pour wine for the fairy?"

Han Shan hesitated for a moment. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt her hair standing on end. She also learned a lesson and said decisively: "No, I'll drink it myself."

The young man's face was full of disappointment.

Yin Miaomiao couldn't help but smile: "Liansheng, is my junior sister a teachable child?"

"Yes." Revlon also had a smile in his eyes, "It's a pity that cherry wine."

When Han Shan heard this, the wine bottle in his hand became a hot potato and he hurriedly pushed it away: "I won't drink anymore."

Bai Yi said deeply: "Junior Sister Han, don't worry, the wine is just ordinary wine."

Han Shan said nothing, with four words written on his face - Do you think I'm stupid?

Bai Yishen picked up the wine bottle, poured himself a glass, and drank it slowly: "Junior Sister Han, I never lied to you."

"No, he lied to you." Revlon stood up, walked to Bai Yishen's side, and touched his shoulder with her fingertips, "This is not cherry wine."

Hanshan: "..."

Revlon picked up the wine pot with a smile: "Fairy, how about I pour some wine for you?"

Han Shan couldn't stand him and looked away unnaturally: "Why don't you pour a glass for my senior sister first."

"Your senior sister has gone to please others, I don't want to drink with her." He hooked his fingers on the handle of the wine bottle, pretending to be lonely, "Won't the fairy agree?"

He stood sideways beside her, with a graceful figure and charming flowers. How could he be so confusing? Han Shan's words of rejection were stuck in his throat for a long time and he couldn't say it out. In desperation, he blurted out: "Senior sister!"

Yin Miaomiao blinked: "The beauty of the world also trains the heart. Not everyone can ask for his help in training."

Han Shan originally sneered at the idea of ​​knowledge. She just didn't like such things. How could they confuse them? But when Revlon stood next to her and looked at her with those eyes that confounded all living beings, she knew it was true.

Just when she was in a dilemma, someone pushed in the door and asked, "Is Junior Sister Zhu here?"

As soon as Zhu Rui heard this voice, she immediately sat down next to Yin Miaomiao, her brows furrowed slightly, and she suddenly felt sad. Yin Miaomiao glanced at her and said lightly: "Who?"

The person who came was a man in brocade clothes, wearing a jade crown on his head and a jade pendant on his waist. He seemed to be a direct disciple of the Chongxiao Sect. He originally came for Zhu Rui, but who knew he saw Revlon as soon as he entered the door. His eyes immediately widened and he stared at him intently:

"Are you, are you, the master of Chenxiang Pavilion?"

"Exactly." Revlon nodded slightly, "Who am I? It turns out to be Master Fan."

"Oh, you are knowledgeable." Fan Tianci's eyes lit up when he saw him carrying cherry wine, "How about you and I have a drink?"

Revlon said lazily: "I'll give it to you."

"Kirsch wine?" Fan Tianci leaned over with a smile, "Of course I want you to feed me."

Revlon avoided it calmly: "Then we have to ask her if she agrees." He walked to Yin Miaomiao, sat down against her, and hugged her waist, needless to say he was submissive.

Fan Tianci looked at her: "Who are you?"

"Who is this?" Yin Miaomiao asked in a low voice.

Revlon said: "The only grandson of True Monarch Longquan of Cuihua Peak, Fan Tianci."

Cuihua Peak mainly specializes in refining weapons. Longquan Zhenjun is a famous master of weapon refining in the world. He has an extraordinary position in the Chongxiao Sect. Many magical weapons in the sect flow out from Cuihua Peak, and this Yunguang City is engaged in the utensil business.

Most of them are from the Cuihua Peak lineage.

As the only grandson of True Monarch Longquan, Fan Tianci was covered in magic weapons and had an astonishing wealth. However, his cultivation level was not high. He only had five levels of foundation building, so his talent was obviously average.

"It turns out to be Junior Brother Fan." Yin Miaomiao looked at him, "Are you trying to rob me?"

Fan Tianci sat down carelessly with a playful smile on his face: "Who is your person? Isn't he just a prostitute? I'll give you double the amount of money you pay."

"Double?" Yin Miaomiao also smiled slightly, "People only have one heart, do you have two?"

"Oh, you want a piece of shit to talk to me sincerely?" Fan Tianci stared at her and smiled exaggeratedly, "Are you kidding me?"

Yin Miaomiao asked back: "Do you think I look like me?"

"You can't even kiss me, Senior Sister Yin, you are not kind." Fan Tianci smiled and said, "Why, are you going to take action against me for him?"

"If you want to know," Yin Miaomiao stared at him and uttered a few words coldly, "Try, try, see."

True Lord Longquan's position in the sect is very important. He is still a powerful person in the late stage of Yuanying. He is definitely not comparable to Ren Wuwei, a junior who has just advanced to Yuanying. Fan Tianci is used to being domineering in Chongxiao Sect, and everyone must be patient:

"I really don't believe it." After saying that, he reached out and grabbed Revlon's wrist.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a fiery snake sprang out of thin air, wrapped around his arm and threw it at his face. Fan Tianci didn't take it seriously at first. He had many magic weapons on his body, what could a mere fiery snake do to him?

However, for some reason, the magic weapon on his body failed to destroy the fire snake. The fire snake jumped in front of him and suddenly solidified, opened its bloody mouth, and seemed to be able to bite off his head in one bite.

Fan Tianci panicked, staggered back half a step, and said with a fierce expression, "Are you going to harm your fellow disciples?"

"What are you doing to harm your fellow disciples?" Yin Miaomiao raised her eyes and smiled in surprise, "Junior brother, are you dizzy?"

Fan Tianci pointed to the void: "This snake..." He looked closely, there was no snake, there was nothing. It seemed that he had hallucinated. Then he looked at Yin Miaomiao, and a golden light passed through her left eye.

Weirdly, "Are you kidding me?"

His voice was high and furious: "How dare you play tricks on me!" He took out a magical sword. He was also cunning, and the sect's rules prohibited harming fellow sect members, so he did not attack Yin Miaomiao and went directly to Revlon. If Yin Miaomiao

Unable to restrain herself from taking action, she took the initiative to attack her fellow disciples.

This little thought couldn't be hidden from Yin Miaomiao - when she was organizing the law enforcement hall for Ren Wuwei, she had memorized the rules by heart. After all, she was someone who could even take advantage of the loopholes. How could she not carefully study how to act under the rules?

Make small moves.

Fan Tianci's trick was like playing a machete in front of Guan Gong. She glanced at him, her eyes filled with golden light, and the illusion had been completed.

Fan Tianci thought he was stabbing Revlon with his sword, but in the eyes of others, the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Yin Miaomiao's throat. At the same time, a red line emerged from his wrist and tightly wrapped around the sword's edge.

Then, the illusion dissipated.

Fan Tianci was shocked to find that he was actually pointing his sword at his fellow sect. The magic sword was tightly entangled with the red thread, neither allowing him to penetrate the sword at all, nor allowing him to take the opportunity to withdraw it.
To be continued...