Han Yiming took a closer look, only to see that the flowers in the flower field were blooming, countless butterflies were flying among the flowers, and the flowers in the flower field were all purple. Dark or light, dark or light, all of them are purple without exception. These many purple flowers come together to make a magnificent view. Han Yiming had never seen so many purple flowers in his life, and he couldn't imagine that there were so many flowers blooming, all of them were purple. Standing in it, it is so unrealistic, beautiful and beautiful, like a dream.

Suddenly, I only heard Zishang's voice whisper something, but I couldn't really hear it. Han Yiming has always seen Zishang, and all he sees is her moody state. Listening to her can be either hidden anger or schadenfreude. But this indistinguishable sentence is crisp and tactful, gentle, as if speaking to one's loved ones. When Han Yiming heard such a tone, he couldn't help but think of his parents. That's how kind they talk to themselves. This kind of tone seems to be very natural to anyone, but when it is placed on Zishang, it is very blunt. Han Yiming couldn't help but be a little surprised, does Daoist Zishang also have close relatives? But I think that mortals are born and raised by their parents and protect each other. Even if she has no siblings, but her parents must have them, but for some reason, when she saw Zishang, she always felt that even the word "parents" was a little reluctant on her.

While she was thinking wildly, she suddenly heard Zisheng's crisp voice say, "Why did Daoyou come?" As soon as the words fell, she had already appeared in front of Han Yiming. Under the sun, she is smiling, purple-dressed, and purple-eyed, lining the flower fields behind her. As soon as she appeared, several butterflies flew from the flower field and gathered around her, fluttering.

Huang Jingxuan smiled: "It's just a trivial matter, why do you come out to greet you?" Zishang looked at Huang Jingxuan for a moment, and the purple in her eyes changed. In a moment, the expression on her face also changed, the smile disappeared, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and her face was the angry and resentful look that Han Yiming had seen.

She said coldly: "What are you doing?" Huang Jingxuan smiled slightly and said, "I brought two things to you." As he spoke, he took something out of his bosom and handed it over. When Han Yiming saw Zi Yi's face change, he had already looked at his feet. I only heard Zishang say lightly: "Oh, Fu Rui! Thank you Daoyou, I accepted it." Huang Jingxuan said: "I know that you have collected strange flowers and plants extensively, and I specially collected them for you." Furry is nothing unusual, but it is rare these days. Zishang said: "Well, thank you very much." She thanked her, but her tone was very cold. Han Yiming could even imagine her angry and resentful expression.

But I heard Huang Jingxuan say: "Yiming, what about the flowers you brought? Han Yiming had already incorporated the snow lotus into his sleeve before, and when he heard it, he quietly opened his sleeve a little, glanced inward, and saw that although the petals of the snow lotus were slightly wilted, they could still see it. Reaching out and taking it out of his sleeve, he carefully held it in his hand and handed it to Zisheng. Zishang didn't come to take it, Han Yiming knew that she had always been swept by a light breeze, so she would take things away, but at this time, she didn't feel a breeze blowing. After waiting for a while, Snow Lotus was still in his hand.

Han Yiming couldn't help but quietly raise his eyes and look at Zi Shang. This look couldn't help but be very surprised, Zi Sheng looked at the snow lotus in his hand with both eyes, motionless, his eyes were wide open, there was a slight light in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed. Suddenly, she raised her hand and snatched the snow lotus in her hand. Only then did Han Yiming realize that something was wrong, and the purple cherry lips moved slightly, but she was shocked and angry, and she gritted her teeth! She held the snow lotus tightly in her right hand, and pressed her thumb on the flower stem, and then folded the snow lotus flower stem into two and threw it on the ground!

Her moodiness was not something Han Yiming expected, but she broke the snow lotus into two folds, which surprised Han Yiming very much. The eyes of this place are delicate and incomparably delicate flowers, blooming one after another, very lively, standing here has already smelled the dark fragrance overflowing, Zishang is undoubtedly a person who loves flowers. But at this time, I couldn't help but be surprised to see her break off the flower branches and break the beauty on the snowy mountain that was not disturbed by the world.

Zi Shang's right hand was clenched into a fist, her lips opened slightly, her eyes flashed, but her teeth were clenched, and after a while, she glanced at Huang Jingxuan, and squeezed out a few words from between her teeth: "Huang Daoyou, what do you mean?!" Her voice was as cold as frost and very stiff. Han Yiming shuddered and glanced at the second uncle. Huang Jingxuan said in a gentle voice as usual: "Purple Clothes Daoist, this is just a snow lotus. Nothing else. Zishang was furious, glanced at Han Yiming hatefully, threw the snow lotus in his hand on the ground, gritted his teeth and said to Huang Jingxuan: "It's so individual, you have no other intentions......! Do you want you to remind me?!......" Suddenly he stopped his mouth, and glanced at Han Yiming with wide, round purple eyes. Her pupils were all dark purple, and her complexion was already extremely white and greasy, and at this time she was full of anger, and her face was even more pale without any blood.

Han Yiming was a little worried that she would be angry with herself, but although Zishang was angry, she just glanced at him hatefully, and then looked at Huang Jingxuan. Huang Jingxuan sighed slightly and said: "Zishang, it's been so many years, you, what's the benefit of you always remembering those?" Zishang was furious: "Whether I remember it or not, it's my own business! What does this have to do with you?! Huang Jingxuan said: "Zishang, didn't I see this flower and specially brought it to you?" I don't want to remind you of anything. On the contrary, I want you to see a little more, you can see such a flower, and be happy and happy, which is what I think. Why are you always like that? You keep this in mind, and it's not good for others or for yourself. Zishang said coldly: "I've been taught! Thank you very much! Let you see these strange flowers and plants, and still want to pick them for me! You still have to go back, back to Lingshan." It's a long way, so I won't invite you in!"

She gave the order quite unceremoniously, and Huang Jingxuan only said: "Okay, I'll come back again when I have the time to do it that day." There will be a period later. Zishang looked at each other coldly and didn't say a word. Han Yiming gave a salute and flew into the sky with the Second Master Uncle's Imperial Sword, flew into the air, and quietly looked down, only to see the purple clothes below standing in place, facing the snow lotus on the ground, and the wind blew her purple clothes and purple skirts into the air, but she always stood still in place.

Although Zishang was moody, Han Yiming felt that she seemed very pitiful. The snow lotus was clear and jade, who knew that in front of Zishang, it would cause such an uproar. Zi Shirt spoke in front of the second uncle, and his tone was extremely cold and rude.

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Will Han Yiming be able to return to Lingshan smoothly? Thank you very much for your support, thank you very much!