Riding the Pheonix Chapter 660: Watch

Early in the morning, Taoist Jin urged Tang Shao to go out for fun.

Tang Shao said: "There are a lot of things at home, how about the Taoist priest go and have some fun?"

Taoist Master Jin refused: "Don't fool me, what's the matter? Your uncle is already well, the Ling family's affairs have been explained clearly, and the letter to your father has been written. What else can you do?"

"..."

"You said it yourself, you took Mr. Dao to eat all over Yidu, and Mr. Tao just came back with you. Why, you are fighting all the time, and your words don't count?"

Tang Shao was speechless.

If he keeps talking, he will become a heartless person.

At this time, the servant came over to report that Miss Mingqi wanted to go out to play on the street, and the maid who was serving her came to ask if it was possible.

Jin Daochang was very happy: "We really have a good understanding. That girl also chose to go out today. Second Young Master Tang, how about we come together?"

Tang Shao ignored him and said to the boy: "From now on, let her go wherever she wants, just come and report."

"Yes."

So, as soon as Mingwei got on the boat, Taoist Jin and Tang Shao went out through the other corner door.

It was drizzling, and there were fewer vendors on the street. Tang Shao led Taoist Jin to Linshui Pavilion to eat Yidu’s unique Thousand Fish Feast.

Linshuige is one of the best restaurants in Yidu, located right on the edge of the lake.

When the Second Young Master Tang arrived, the boss naturally did not dare to neglect him and gave him a private room near the lake, where he could eat and enjoy the scenery.

While Taoist Master Jin was eating and snoring, Second Young Master Tang was holding a wine glass and looking at the lake in trance.

Looking at it, a small boat rowed from the river into the big lake.

It is drizzling, and people who go out for boat cruises are really very leisurely and elegant.

Tang Shao smiled and drank while watching casually.

Looking at it, he found that something seemed wrong.

"Taoist Priest!"

"You want to eat? You can eat if you want! I'm not stopping you!" Taoist Master Jin put his half-eaten fish fillet into his bowl.

Tang Shao couldn't laugh or cry, but he was not in the mood to joke with him now. He pointed to the center of the lake and asked, "Look over there, is there something wrong?"

Taoist Master Jin glanced at it twice, then suddenly threw away his chopsticks and began to smooth his sleeves.

"Taoist?"

Taoist Master Jin twitched his lips and sneered: "How dare you play such a trick in front of the Taoist Master, how awesome!"

"Is there really a problem?"

"Well, there is a little guy there dragging others into the illusion." Jin Dao stepped on the window sill with his long feet, and saw that he jumped out, but suddenly stopped, "Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Tang Shao was not an orthodox member of Xuanmen. He only saw that there were people using Xuan arts over there.

Taoist Master Jin took his foot back and said, "It's interesting."

Tang Shao looked over there and saw only the boat parked near the pavilion, but he didn't see anyone.

"Taoist Master..."

Taoist Master Jin stared at it intently and was too lazy to respond. He only took the time to throw a bronze mirror over: "See for yourself."

Tang Shao raised the mirror and faced it in the direction of the pavilion.

But the mist in the mirror dispersed, revealing a scene that did not exist in reality.

The young woman holding the child, the man in gray with scars on his face, and the man in green sitting on the top of the pavilion.

When the woman jumped into the lake, he heard the familiar sound of the flute.

Tang Shao was stunned for a moment, and that name came to mind.

She? Is it actually her?

Sure enough, the cabin curtain of the boat opened, and Mingwei appeared at the bow.

Amidst the sound of the flute, the man in gray was torn into pieces.

The light and shadow in the mirror flickered, and Tang Shao looked at the pavilion again. There were two more figures in the pavilion and the bow of the boat, which were empty just now.

Sitting on the pavilion is the man in green in the mirror just now.

The person standing on the bow of the boat is Mingwei.

"Taoist Priest, what's going on?"

Taoist Master Jin pointed to the drawing paper that was fluttering into the lake and said: "Enter the country with a painting. This little guy is very powerful. I don't even have the confidence to defeat him."

Tang Shao looked at Mingwei.

Although they are far apart, the tense atmosphere between them does not require too much explanation.

"Is she her enemy?"

Taoist Master Jin shook his head: "It's not like that. This person's purpose is not to kill people, but to destroy her will. The illusion just now should be a very important scene in this girl's heart."

Tang Shao frowned, very strange.

What does the man in gray have to do with the young woman?

The two of them didn’t know what they said, and they disappeared again.

Tang Shao looked at the mirror and found that the illusion he had broken before had reappeared.

When the man in gray hugged the two drowned people and cried bitterly, Tang Shao seemed to understand something.

At this moment, Mingwei took action.

The sound of the flute is dense and murderous.

That night, Tang Shao didn't really see Mingwei take action. It wasn't until this moment that he knew what it was like when she really exploded. The fluctuations of spiritual energy in the illusion were completely controlled by her. As the master of the illusion, the man in Tsing Yi was at a loss.

"Taoist Master..."

Taoist Master Jin was confused and murmured: "Where did this girl come from? Such strength is enough to defeat those major Xuanmen sects..."

Tang Shao said nothing.

It was only after Xiuyi brought Mingwei back from the robbery that he went to find out her origins.

However, nothing was found out, it was as if such a person appeared out of thin air in this world. In addition to his apparent identity, his apprenticeship is full of mystery.

"That's not good! That kid caught her loophole!" Taoist Master Jin collapsed a little, "What's going on? Young people these days~IndoMTL.com~Why are they more powerful than the other? Master Tao, I'm old ?"

Tang Shao, who had been staring closely at the mirror, saw Mingwei's body becoming more and more tense, and his premonition became stronger and stronger.

"No!" He threw the mirror and jumped out of the window.

"Hey!" Taoist Master Jin was surprised, "How come you are faster than me?"

As soon as Tang Shao landed on the embankment, the illusion was torn apart by Mingwei again, and the air waves rolled up and stirred up the lake.

The moment Mingwei fell into the water, he ran wildly and jumped into the water.

Mingxiao, who had suddenly received the power of feedback, was about to pursue him, when suddenly an old man came out of nowhere and unceremoniously drew his sword at him.

In a hurry, he could only swallow the surging blood and raise his flute to greet him.

The two of them quickly exchanged a few moves. Mingxiao knew that she was seriously injured and could no longer stand up to the enemy. She found an opportunity to feint a move and quickly retreated.

Taoist Master Jin chased him for two steps, only to see him drop a piece of drawing paper. Taoist Master Jin, who had a profound memory of the illusion just now, stopped and took precautions.

With this hesitation, his figure disappeared.

Taoist Master Jin shook his head sadly and turned around to look.

Tang Shao has already fished the person out.

Just after landing on the shore, Mingwei spat out a few words of water, then looked up and around, eagerly looking for Mingxiao.

"Run away." Taoist Master Jin said, "But this kid was seriously injured, so you didn't suffer any loss."

Mingwei suppressed the surging blood.

She did not suffer a loss. She won the skill competition.

But... She held her head, the information in her mind was chaotic, and many things passed before her eyes one by one.

The impact of this information has been unprecedentedly strong.

She covered her heart and spit out a mouthful of blood.