"So is this the legendary square pot like this? There are rumors in the world about the fairy mountain square pot, why didn't I see the mountains? are they?" Feng Lan pointed to the mountains that stretched beside him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's spiritual, but you can't be the word fairy mountain!

"I don't know what the legendary square pot is, but it's a square pot. In fact, I don't know why I have to say that the square pot is a mountain. If you have to explain, maybe it's because the square pot is located on a higher interface than usual, and there is a lot of fog here all day long, and from a distance, it looks like the fairy mountain everyone imagined!"

"I seem to understand that a lot of the so-called rumors are just to satisfy my imagination, and no one really seems to care about what that place is. ”

For example, the legendary Huaxu Holy Realm, which has no injuries and five deaths, is carefree, but in fact, there is a cycle of birth, old age, sickness and death.

Lu Jian and Feng Lan stood at one end of the bamboo raft alone, and did not use their spiritual power, but let the water flow control the direction and feel the most natural scenery.

Feng Lan opened her arms, her clothes flew up, she took a deep breath of this place, and couldn't help but sigh again, "Daojun, where do you live!

"Going down the river, wherever you think it's pleasing to the eye, I'll live wherever you want. ”

"Hmph, I think those tree tops, the middle of the water is quite pleasing to the eye!"

It's really an age gap, and it's not fun to talk like this at all!

Xu is here has long been far away from the fireworks of the world, and Feng Lan's nature has been completely exposed, as if he is returning to Huaxu.

Suddenly, she was playful, and suddenly jumped up from the bamboo raft, and the unbalanced bamboo raft immediately tilted towards the land pressure, Feng Lan just wanted to see if his face was always light and light.

It's a pity that Feng Lan, who was floating in mid-air, saw that the bamboo raft was indeed tilted, but Lu Quan's figure didn't move at all, and the bamboo raft continued to move slowly in a weird inclined posture.

"What, tired of watching, do you want to fly?" Lu Jian looked as usual, and glanced at Feng Lan in mid-air.

"No, I just want to see if you are in a hurry or panic, how can you be so indifferent all the time!" Feng Lan was extremely curious.

"I thought you'd apologize to me!"

Ahh

Feng Lan slowly floated down and stood lightly on the bamboo raft, "Daojun, I was wrong, you were really angry, I shouldn't have deliberately provoked you so much!"

"Do you want to apologize like that?"

"Then you can beat me, scold me!"

"Isn't it interesting to fight and kill in such a lake and mountains? ”

Feng Lan had no choice, she was a little unsure whether she was really angry or teasing her, so she could only ask helplessly, "Then what should I do, I don't have any sense of accomplishment if you beat me, I am not good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, I can fight with a sword!"

Feng Lan analyzed herself carefully, and nodded as she spoke.

"Okay, then take the sword!"

Feng Lan was really stunned at this moment, what else could she do with a sword other than fighting? Looking at Lu Quan's meaningful gaze, Feng Lan suddenly realized, "Yes, I can dance the sword dance! Did you take a closer look at the last time when I danced in Kunlun!"

"Be sure to take a closer look this time!"

The implication is that you should jump quickly!

Feng Lan didn't say anything more, I haven't held a sword for a long time, the scenery here is picturesque, and it is not disappointing, it is better to have a sword dance square pot!

Liuyan was shown with a bang, and Liuyan was still as snorting as before, and he didn't hide it at all, after all, he ignored it for so long.

The sword body trembled slightly, Feng Lan smiled gently, and gently stroked the sword body to soothe Liuyan.

smiled playfully at Lu Quan, "Then you have to take a closer look this time!"

Feng Lan stepped lightly on the lake, and the water surface rippled slightly, reflecting the scenery in the sky even more dreamy.

The spiritual power overflows at the tip of the sword, one move and one style, like the most extreme spell in the world, and like the most spiritual dance.

Feng Lan floated lightly in mid-air, very close to the water, but she was not next to the water, and it looked like she was about to fall into the water all the time, adding a charm.

Feng Lan was touched by the aura here this time, and she didn't deliberately seek to cover her body quickly, so her every move in the house became more natural, and her posture became more graceful.

Feng Lan felt that she was a sword dance, and her every move might be full of aggression, and using this to apologize was not as appropriate as playing the piano and painting, and her movements were much softer.

Spin, pick, stab, pick up the beautiful sword flower, every action is smooth and pleasing to the eye!

Feng Lan had already been immersed in her own world, and when she came to the square pot, she had a very familiar feeling. This scene is like when I used to practice sword dance freely and casually, my mother would gently reprimand, "Lan'er, you are playing again!"

At this time, Feng Lan will definitely immediately turn her head and use her aura to conjure up a flower or a cloud, and the funny mother has no way to take her.

Feng Lan has never faced the landing jump, of course this is not a rule, but Feng Lan subconsciously did not dare to look into Daojun's eyes, she always felt that something would happen that she couldn't control.

Suddenly, she stopped dancing with her back to Lu Press.

Turning around and raising a big smile at Lu Quan, the tip of the sword took advantage of the momentum, and the majestic spiritual power suddenly came out. She actually used her spiritual power to condense a scene of lakes and mountains, of course, this is not the point!

The focus is on the green mountains and green waters, and a gentleman with a long body standing quietly on a row of bamboo rafts, the back seems to be lonely and integrated with the whole world.

It turns out that his back is like this? Lu Jian felt that he was a little embarrassed for a while.

I saw that Feng Lan maintained this scene for only a breath, and this still scene moved, as if he could feel the flow of the lake and the fluttering bamboo raft.

It seems like it's going to be like this until the water and the sky meet.

But Miss Feng's purpose is not like this! She suddenly glanced at Lu Press, her eyes fluttered, and the scene in the painting also changed.

I saw that the boy standing on the bow of the boat suddenly turned his head, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, I don't know what he thought, his smile is getting bigger and bigger, what is a smile that eclipses the heavens and the earth, this is.

Such a good-looking face, in such a good-looking scenery, this is the scene that Feng Lan should have in his heart.

The man in the transformation scene smiled at Feng Lan slightly, his eyes seemed to contain the light of mountains and lakes and the rippling water, Feng Lan was stunned, and he forgot that this was his own illusion!

Suddenly, she was startled, and all the scenes in the phantom were gone. She didn't dare to look back at all, and as soon as she got carried away, she forgot that the main owner was here.

Although she has always liked to joke about Lu Zhudaojun's appearance, but seeing that he has been reluctant to show people with this face, she knows that he should be very disgusted with this matter.

In the end, she could only pull a sword flower at will, and flew to the bamboo raft without daring to lift her head.

As soon as he wanted to open his mouth to apologize seriously, he called him one by one after a long time, "Xiao Lan, look up at this lake and mountains, don't let it down." ”

Feng Lan slowly raised her head, and saw a scene in the phantom reappear in front of her eyes.

The handsome boy smiled at her.

This unparalleled scenery, the so-called beautiful scenery next to it has become a foil, where is she willing to live up. (To be continued.) )