The Wuling area is mountainous, and the Wuling Immortal Mountain within a radius of more than ten miles is the magic work of nature, and it is also the source of the immortal veins of the immortals in this area.

The forms of spiritual creatures in the mountains are ever-changing, whether they are grass, wood, insects, beasts, or people. They were sealed in Wuling Immortal Mountain, and once they took half a step out of the barrier, they would immediately turn to ashes.

Legend has it that in the Wuling area, whenever the peach blossoms bloom to the end, the peach blossoms all over the mountain are soaked in the moonlight, condensing a wisp of spirit, and turning into a peerless beauty with a face like a peach and plum. The beautiful woman danced in the shadows of the rustling trees, and then played the flute in the hazy moonlight, the sound of the flute was simple and beautiful, and it was as deep as the abyss of the deep mountains and valleys, filled with an ancient and distant charm.

And this legend, when it reached the ears of those who practiced immortal arts, immediately changed its taste.

"What??Wuling, the sound of the flute, the spirit of the peach blossom...... That's not ......"

"Yes, it's a spiritual thing, and it's also a very powerful spiritual thing, and it alone can supply the strength needs of the Wuling Immortal Sect!"

"What kind of creation is this, the peach blossom demon, which is rare to see in hundreds of years, actually caused us to bump into it!"

"So we packed up and went and got the spirit!"

“......”

How many people have devoted themselves to Wuling Mountain because of this legend, but they have only seen it and not returned, people keep trying, keep failing, and this legend has become a legend again.

Until a person broke into the mountains and forests, breaking this story that is both true and illusory.

It was a man between youth and youth, his clothes were ragged, the knives and branches had scratched his black night clothes, the wounds were oozing blood, but he had not been bandaged in any way, the bloody flesh and the torn clothes were mixed together, but he did not even snort.

His name is Qin Zhen.

"Who?"

Qin Zhen turned back vigilantly, and the sound of small footsteps stopped, only to see a pair of slender white toes landing on the branches of the peach tree, fluttering.

The soft petals fall, carrying the rich aroma unique to peach blossoms.

He stared at the girl's snow-white toes for a short moment, and immediately realized his faux pas, and looked away with some embarrassment: "It turned out to be a girl......

"This girl, it's all this hour, this wilderness ...... Aren't you going home?"

The person on the peach blossom branch tilted his head and did not reply.

I only heard the sound of "whoosh" breaking the wind, and the stagnant atmosphere was broken by a sudden arrow.

Qin Zhen keenly rose up, stretched out her long arms, and carried her past, and then finally lost her strength because of the long escape, and passed out on the ground.

Sharp arrows are inserted into the branches of the peach tree, and the arrows faintly carry the pattern of a prominent family.

"I actually fainted...... "The Peach Blossom Demon sighed with her eyelashes, her gaze lingering for a moment on the sharp arrow that went deep into the trunk of the tree, and then laboriously put his hand on her thin shoulder to prop up his entire body, and moved him into the mountains little by little.

"You...... Are you here to hunt me too?"

She muttered to herself, to herself, to the wind, to every grass and tree on this mountain.

......

At dusk, the finch returned to its nest, and Qin Zhen slept for a day and a night, and finally woke up.

The wounds on his body have been simply cleaned, and cool herbs have been carefully applied to them.

"Are you awake?"

Qin Zhen struggled to get up, her voice a little hoarse: "Thank you girl for saving her life, I don't know what the girl is called?"

The Peach Blossom Demon's clear eyes stared at him silently and did not answer.

"You...... It's been a long time since you rested?"

"Well, it's been a long time. Qin Zhen didn't know why she suddenly provoked this topic, "In the next ...... is a disciple of the Qin family, and the girl can call me Qin Zhen. ”

"The Book of Songs" has clouds: the peach is dying, and its leaves are the next name. ”

"Peach's Death...... "The Peach Blossom Demon didn't understand the Book of Songs, and just clumsily repeated every byte he said.

"Why did you go into the mountains?"

Qin Hao's face became a little ugly, as if she recalled something unpleasant.

After a while, the Peach Blossom Demon thought that he was not going to answer, but he only heard Qin Zhen suppress his voice and spit out two words in a low voice: "...... Desertion. ”

What a coincidence.

We're all being chased by people with bad intentions.

The peach blossom demon lowered a pair of sparkling eyes.

"Here's this, to you. ”

"What?"

"Eat. The Peach Blossom Demon stuffed things into him, and then turned his back, "You can stay on this mountain for a month, and you can sleep well, heal your injuries, and avoid the limelight for a month." ”

"After this month, you'd better forget about it and act like you've never been there. ”

"But ......"

The Peach Blossom Demon no longer gave him a chance to speak, and got up and left on his own.

"Girl, at least tell me what your name is, right?"

Her steps paused: "My name is Jiang Shaohua." ”

......

The injuries on Qin Zhen's body healed very slowly, and the herbs were applied, and they were replaced day after day, but they were never better.

Jiang Shaohua had very few words, and Qin Zhen had to find a way to find something to say.

"Miss Shaohua, do you like to wear white dresses?"

"Can't you?"

"No," Qin Hao smiled a little silly, as if she was in a hurry in front of the girl she liked and didn't know what to do, and denied it again and again, "No, no, I just think you look very good in white clothes, like a fairy daughter." ”

So Jiang Shaohua silently put away those dark-colored skirts and only wore white ones.

"Miss Shaohua, look at that peach tree over there, why is it full of bells with red thread?"

"I don't know. ”

"Still, it's pretty good. If only you could wear a bell on your body, hair accessories and earrings, so that I don't have to work so hard to find you, that's how I found my rhubarb!"

"Huh?"

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong," Qin Hao waved her hand as if she had said the wrong thing, and praised her flatteringly, "Miss Shaohua, your hair is so beautiful." ”

"And the hairpin on your head, can I take a look?"

Jiang Shaohua pulled out the hairpin and handed it to him.

"It's exquisite, do you wear it all the time?"

“......”

Jiang Shaohua is about to leave after regaining the hairpin.

"Eh, don't go, Miss Shaohua, don't you think I'm verbose......"

She was disgusted on her face and didn't say anything, but from then on, there was a small bell at the end of the silver hairpin on Jiang Shaohua's head, and as soon as she walked and jingled, Qin Zhen could hear it from a distance, and she could distinguish her location as soon as she heard it.

Qin Zhen pestered her like a dog skin plaster, thinking about her, unconsciously, as if she had seized every inch of her heart.

They tacitly abided by the agreement for a month, and neither of them said anything about it.

But the month is still up.