lcionline Chapter 323 One person missing
Chapter 323 One person missing
"Junior Sister Su, Senior Brother Xiao," Xie Wanxun greeted.
An exquisite birdcage was handed to Xie Wanxun, inside which was a fifth-grade Crimson Flame Bird.
“This is a spirit beast that Master caught in the secret realm. Senior Sister Xie, you don’t have a contracted spirit beast yet, why don’t you take it as your contracted spirit beast?” Su Anying suggested.
Xie Wanxun waved his hand and said, "Junior Sister Su, I am a phoenix. If I were to take the Crimson Flame Bird as my spirit beast, it would be somewhat like 'bullying one's own kind.' I think this bird is quite clever, so why don't we just release it!"
Su Anying nodded and said, "We'll do it your way."
Xie Wanxun opened the birdcage, and the Crimson Flame Bird circled her a few times before flying off into the sky.
Xie Wanxun looked somewhat dazed.
What's up there in the sky?
Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted by a noisy commotion.
"It's actually Senior Brother Qin! What brings him here?"
"Hasn't he always suffered from heart disease? I heard he spends most of his time in his room and never shows his face."
"He was frail from childhood, but fortunately he was the young master of the Treasure Pavilion, and renowned doctors treated him, which is why he survived."
……
Xie Wanxun had heard of Qin Muyang's deeds.
His parents were the owners of the Treasure Pavilion, incredibly wealthy. He was the senior disciple of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, a top-tier figure in the sect, skilled in both weapon crafting and divination.
However, Xie Wanxun had no connection with him, so why would he come here?
Qin Muyang appeared, his face masked, and walked steadily toward Xie Wanxun, carrying a gift box that seemed to exude a sweet floral fragrance.
Just as Qin Muyang was about to walk up to Xie Wanxun, a figure blocked his way.
"Junior Brother Qin, you're in high spirits to have come to Wanxun's birthday banquet." Si Jinchuan narrowed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips, but there was no real joy in his tone.
Little did he know that Qin Muyang, who seemed so honest and unassuming, was actually the head of the black market.
The black market inevitably involves murder and robbery.
Therefore, the black market often sought manpower from his Shadow Pavilion.
Si Jinchuan knew that Qin Muyang was not a good person, and he would not let Qin Muyang get close to Wanxun.
"I was just passing by and happened to have a gift on hand. I've been ill for years, and I just wanted to share in the good fortune; maybe it will cure my illness. Junior Sister Xie, you shouldn't mind, right?" Qin Muyang said coldly.
Xie Wanxun frowned slightly. She felt that the person in front of her was too indifferent, as if he had no emotions, which made her feel vaguely uncomfortable.
However, she didn't want to antagonize Qin Muyang, after all, he had the Treasure Pavilion and the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion behind him.
"Of course." Xie Wanxun forced a smile.
Qin Muyang placed the gift box on the table, said "Happy Birthday," and then found a seat.
Xie Wanxun looked at the gift box, opened it with some curiosity, and found warm peach blossom pastries inside, emitting a delicate fragrance.
However, her view was obstructed.
Si Jinchuan said irritably, "What? You've been bribed by a few pastries? Wanxun, don't get too close to Qin Muyang, he's not a good person."
"What? I don't like sweets, you know that." Xie Wanxun put her hands on her hips and retorted angrily, "Not a good person? Then are you a good person?"
Si Jinchuan paused, thinking of the bloodshed on his hands, and realized that he was no good person either.
Xie Wanxun noticed Si Jinchuan's downcast mood and hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean you're bad. By the way, what gift did you bring me?"
At this point, Si Jinchuan became interested. His eyes flickered slightly, and he said, "Close your eyes, and I'll give you a gift."
"Do not lie to me."
"I lied to you that I was a puppy."
"Childish," Xie Wanxun muttered, closing her eyes and obediently reaching out her hand. A cold object landed in her palm.
Xie Wanxun opened her eyes, and in her hand was an exquisitely crafted whistle.
"Something only children would like," Xie Wanxun said, clutching the whistle tightly in her hand.
Upon seeing this, Si Jinchuan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"What are you laughing at?"
"It's nothing." Si Jinchuan stood up straight instantly. He looked at the whistle and said, "Wanxun, as long as you blow this whistle, no matter where I am, I will come to your side to protect you."
"Who needs your protection?"
……
"Look at this, my little Xun is so infatuated that she can't even see the way around him." Feng Qingyi gritted her teeth in anger, but she couldn't lose her temper at the banquet. She could only stand next to Qing Qiuling and keep complaining.
Qingqiu Ling listened patiently and naturally, nodding in agreement from time to time.
Then, she saw her daughter, Qingqiu Yu, secretly drinking at the table.
"Qingqiu Yu, you're not even six hundred years old yet, how can you drink alcohol?" Qingqiu Ling rushed over angrily, trying to grab Qingqiu Yu.
Feng Qingyi could only try to persuade her from the side: "A Ling, Xiao Yu is not a child anymore, it's okay for her to drink a little."
She had just grabbed Qingqiu Ling when she turned around and saw Xie Cang and Lin Xuanjin completely drunk, climbing onto the table and dancing with their swords.
Mu Zhi and Mu Ruo were still playing the flute and zither on the side, while many guests watched Xie Cang and Lin Xuanjin perform their sword dance.
"Xie Cang! Lin Xuanjin! Get down here!"
……
The banquet was in complete chaos; some people were eating and drinking excessively, some were chatting and laughing, and some were competing in terms of cultivation.
In one corner, Qin Muyang sat quietly, sipping his tea.
In his hand was a copper coin, face down.
Qin Muyang sighed and shook his head helplessly.
Still can't figure it out?
He didn't know when it started, but Qin Muyang's heart would occasionally race, making him slightly breathless.
Outsiders all say it's a heart ailment, even medical practitioners think so. However, Qin Muyang always felt it wasn't that simple.
He kept consulting the oracle, trying to predict the exact moment of his heart ailment, but he was never right.
The heart ailment kept recurring, and the oppressive feeling in his heart made Qin Muyang feel suffocated.
His arrival at Muxue Sect today was an unexpected surprise during his trip to clear his head. Upon seeing the sect, he felt a strange sense of familiarity, even though he had never been there before.
However, he still followed his heart and came to the Twilight Snow Sect.
Just then, a gentle breeze brushed against Qin Muyang's face like a feather.
A flutter ran through my heart.
Qin Muyang frowned. He didn't feel any pain in his heart, but he felt a little short of breath.
However, this time the heart ailment seems to have lasted longer.
"What's wrong?" Si Jinchuan, who was still flying on his sword, saw Xie Wanxun stop and asked curiously.
Xie Wanxun sat on Luo Ze's sword, looking at the noisy crowd, and felt a warm current in her heart.
She had seen this scene many times before, but why did it seem so novel today?
"Happy birthday, Wan... Wanxun," Xie Wanxun said unconsciously, her body trembling slightly.
Who was she trying to talk to just now?
Whose birthday is it today?
Xie Wanxun's eyes were slightly red as she looked at Luo Zejian and said in a choked voice, "Happy birthday!"
This birthday banquet seems to be missing one person.
But who exactly didn't attend the banquet?
Xie Wanxun couldn't remember; she couldn't remember anything at all.