Chapter 110 Get the first place and win the crown

Nangong Miyin did not refuse again, but if she refused again and again, it would make Feng Qixue feel suspicious. In fact, Nangong Miin did not want to participate in the alchemy conference. Of course, there were some reasons why she felt that she would probably not win the final victory of the game, but in the final analysis, the main reason was the alchemy conference. The matter was too vigorous. Nangong Miyin was afraid that Xuanyuan Qian would get the news. Then I learned that I was here and found myself.

In fact, Nangong Miyin was completely worried. When he participated in the alchemy conference, the Nangong family obviously sent representatives, but no one recognized him, if it weren't for the hateful Nangong Li. Thinking about it, Nangong Miyin was also relieved. She could use a fake name and a fake identity to participate in the competition, so as not to attract the attention of outsiders.

Seeing that Nangong Miyin did not refuse again, Feng Qixue turned around and sent his subordinates to do this. The preparation of the matter was going well. At the most critical time, Feng Qixue's father, Feng Tiemu, also supported this competition. It is always easy for real virtuous people to stand out in such a competition, and add Shangfeng Qixue said that a friend he met when he participated in the alchemy conference in Tianlu Kingdom would also see him. Feng Tiemu was very supportive and said that he was looking forward to the performance of this friend who came from afar.

The game was ready soon. Nangong Miyin was not nervous and strange about these, but her own face. Nangong Miin was very anxious. If she didn't make any change, she would easily be recognized. But I don't know how to change my face. Now I have been wearing this mask on my face since I was a child, and now I have no place to find a mask. Nangong Miyin took great pains and couldn't think of any suitable method.

The matter of the competition is imminent, and I can't help but participate in it. However, whether it is men's or women's clothing, as long as there are people in Tianlu Kingdom, it is easy to expose themselves here. This is not the problem that Nangong Miin is most worried about. If it is simply found that he is running away, but now he is in another If the country is discovered by Xuanyuan Qianjue, judging from Xuanyuan Qianjue's temper, it is likely to trigger a war between the two countries. At that time, it will be a loss of life, which is not what Nangong Miyin wants to see.

Just as Nangong Miyin was at a loss, she suddenly remembered a person. On the day she just came here, she met a middle-aged woman on the road. She said that she could find her if she encountered any difficulties. Nangong Miyin's reason told herself that it was in vain to go. After all, what ability can such a market woman have to help her? Nangong Miyin secretly laughed at why she thought of this woman, while repeatedly thinking about whether she wanted to go or not. On the one hand, she struggled rationally to tell herself that she didn't have to go, and on the other On the other hand, Nangong Miyin can't seem to control the idea she wants to say in her heart.

Finally, Nangong Miyin, who had been struggling for a long time, decided to go there again. After all, it was not harmful to him. Anyway, he didn't think of a way now. What if she can really help herself? Anyway, the worst result is to go to the alchemy competition as it is now. The worst result is that he is found. Nangong Miyin has decided that he will return to Tianlu Kingdom obediently, and there is no need to catch himself. In this way, Xuanyuan Qianju will never take the initiative to start a war.

Thinking like this, Nangong Miin went to the place where she saw the middle-aged woman for the first time with her memory, but Nangong Miin looked for a long time and didn't see the middle-aged woman. Then she remembered that the aunt seemed to have told herself her name. What is Amanda? Auntie, it's still Aunt Nanman. Nangong Miyin shook her head. What the hell was it?

"Oh, I'm sorry to bother you. Is there an aunt near here who is called Aunt Aman or Aunt Nanman?" When Nangong Miin was hesitating whether to leave, she saw a child passing by in front of him, so she watched the child shouting the two names with a little vague impression and asked again, but Nangong Miin didn't have any hope in her heart. After all, she was a child. How could she know that she was a little crazy? Middle-aged woman.

"Oh, I don't know what Aunt Aman, but what you said should be Aunt Nanman. She lives over there. You go inside, and she is the one with a string of wind bells hanging at the door." The child was thirteen or fourteen years old. He looked at Nangong Miyin suspiciously, and then turned to Nangong Miyin and pointed in that direction and said. Then he left.

Nangong Miyin was a little stunned. Originally, she didn't hope that she would find this Aunt Nanman, but now she found it. Nangong Miin felt a little headache when she thought of Aunt Nanman's countless questions. I hope that this time he won't ask so many questions as she did last time. Nangong Miyin prayed silently in her heart. Then he raised his foot and walked to the place where the wind chimes were hanging at the door.

When Nangong Miyin walked to the door, there happened to be a gust of wind. The wind bell at the door suddenly jingled. Nangong Miin suddenly looked up at the wind chime in front of him. For some reason, he suddenly felt like he had known each other.

It seemed that when I stood in front of such a door, and then a gust of wind blew by. I heard the sound of the wind chime and looked up at the string of wind chimes that made a sound. Is it in the previous life? Nangong Miyane felt a little in a trance. When he was about to knock on the door, he saw that the door opened from the inside. The people behind the door saw Nangong Miyin showing a very indifferent expression. There were no words, but he just waved a invitation with his right hand and turned directly inside. It's like waiting for a long time.

Nangong Miyin was still immersed in the familiar scene just now. Seeing that the person who opened the door had turned around and walked back, she raised her foot and stepped into the door. Only then did Nangong Miin find out how exquisite this ordinary courtyard is. Everything is in order. The person walking in front of him also seems to be a different person, not like the one he met on the street before. After the heat in front of her faded the strong color on her body before, the impression on Nangong Miyin was no longer like a middle-aged woman. At least, Nangong Miin didn't want to use this word to describe her anymore. It seems that the man in front of her is middle-aged, but her mood makes her look like a well-gruly lady.

"Do you... know that I will definitely come?" Entering the room, Nangong Miyin looked at the woman who motioned her to sit down for a cup of tea and said.

"Well, you must come back to me, because you are in trouble." Nanman looked at Nangong Miyin and said gently, as if he were looking at his own child. Yes, the way she looked at Nangong Miyin made Nangong Miyin think of the word mother. She looked at her own eyes. She had seen it. The last time she went into the palace with Xuanyuan Qianjue to see Ying Guifei, Ying Guifei looked at Xuanyuan Qianjue with this kind of eyes. I don't know why, when I saw this woman this time, Nangong Miyin had a good impression on her from the bottom of her heart. This kind of good impression, thin and continuous, made Nangong Miin unable to explain clearly, but this feeling was something she had never experienced.

"Then how do you know that when I encounter difficulties, I will definitely think of you." Nangong Miyin looked at the woman in front of her and asked, and suddenly felt that in addition to her own feelings, it seemed that she was also mysterious.

"This is as a..." Nanman's blurted out words were stopped in time, and he almost said what he had hidden for many years. "This is the most direct sixth sense of a woman. I know you will come." Nanman looked at Nangong Miyin in a panic and said.

"..." Nangong Miyin looked at the woman in front of her suspiciously when she saw the reaction just now. It seemed that she wanted to say something, and then she didn't say it in the end. In addition, she was obviously a little nervous. Looking at her temperament, she should have a very high psychological quality, but why did she almost say something wrong because of herself? In a word, I was so nervous.

"Didn't you ask me for help? Say it." After a while, Nanman's heart slowly calmed down, and then looked at Nangong Miyin and said.

"I don't know if you can help me. I, I can't remember how to think of you." Nangong Miyin, who was calm just now, suddenly felt that there was nothing to hide. It seemed that she could not hide herself in front of this woman, as if she could see through herself. Nangong Miyin looked at the woman in front of her with some confusion and said.

"Just say, I'm predestined to you, and I will do my best to help you." Nanman looked at Nangong Miyin and said with a smile. Nangong Miyin looked at his smile and felt a little absent-minded. He seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"I, I want to change my face." Nangong Miin looked at the woman in front of her and stammered, like a child who made a mistake, waiting for her mother's criticism.

"Well, come on, sit here." The woman looked at Nangong Miyin and pointed to a stool in front of her and said. Nangong Miyin looked at the middle-aged woman. I don't know if her voice sounded too demagogic. Nangong Miyin just obediently walked over and sat in front of the middle-aged woman.

The woman slowly squatted down, looked at Nangong Miin's face, and then stretched out her hand. Nangong Miyin was suddenly shocked. What are you going to do!" Nangong Miin looked at the woman in front of her and felt a little incredible. She stretched out her hand and wanted to take off her mask, but how could he know that there was a mask on his face?

"Don't be afraid, I'll make a new mask for you." The woman squatting in front of Nangong Miyin did not move, but said with a soft smile. The voice seemed to be magical. Nangong Miyin let go of her hand obediently without even asking, allowing the middle-aged woman to take off the mask on her face.

Nangong Miin didn't know what she had applied to her face. Nangong Miin just felt that there was a layer of something cool attached to her face, and then slowly tightened it, as if it was growing on her face. Look at the woman in front of you. Nangong Miyin felt that this feeling was very familiar, as if she had experienced it, but she really couldn't remember when she had experienced it.