Lian Jintian just left, and he didn't say hello to everyone, probably after a fierce ideological struggle. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone likes this place a little and seems to be reluctant to leave, but their goal is not here, although they are reluctant, they can't stay here forever.

Duan Mingxiao stood by the lotus pond, looking at the lotus petals full of ponds, and felt a little bad in his heart, maybe Lian Jintian chose the location here just for this concern.

"Qin'er, do me a favor."

Duan Mingxiao suddenly thought of something, took out the green lotus in the ring, patted it gently, seven lotus seeds were scattered in his hand, Lan Qin'er ran over when he heard the sound, saw the green lotus seed in Duan Mingxiao's hand, looked at the pond again, and immediately understood.

"I'll plant the seed in it, and then you cooperate with my immortal intent to make the lotus bloom."

As he spoke, he sprinkled seven lotus seeds into the pond, and the immortal intent instantly enveloped the entire lotus pond, and Lan Qin'er also used her own water attribute spiritual power, and the soft breath of life spread throughout the lotus pond, but she did not respond for a long time.

"Ming Xiao, look! Sprouted! ”

Lan Qin'er suddenly shouted happily, and seven tender green buds grew under the originally shallow lotus pond, like a race, scrambling to climb towards the water, and soon the water surface was exposed and grew into a few small lotus leaves.

"It's not close."

Duan Mingxiao said lightly, the immortal intent was all poured into it, Lan Qin'er also worked harder, and new shoots grew on the lotus leaves, gradually bearing a small bud.

The buds gradually expanded, and the lotus leaves slowly bloomed, until finally, the beautiful green lotus slowly bloomed, and the whole lotus pond was floating with a beautiful light blue fluorescence, like fireflies fluttering.

"It's beautiful."

Lan Qin'er looked at this beautiful picture, her eyes flashed with deep affection, Duan Mingxiao came to his side and gently took her into his arms.

"This is my gift to you, do you like it?"

Duan Mingxiao said softly, looking at the blue light dots flying in the sky, he was also in a very good mood, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, he was able to see such a beautiful scenery and such a beautiful woman.

"I like it."

Lan Qin'er said happily, escaping from his embrace, lightly tapping the ground with her toes, and came to the lotus pond, gently landing on the pond, and the ripples spread out in circles, but they quickly calmed down.

The breeze blew gently, blowing the cyan lotus, blowing the pale blue hair, and the whole picture seemed to be frozen here, without a little discomfort, as if it was specially prepared for her.

Lan Qin'er closed her eyes gently, stretched out her hands forward, and a light blue long sword appeared in her hand, exuding an icy chill, and the rhyme of the weapon flowed on the sword body, and it was also an imperial weapon, which should be a gift from the demon god to her when Lan Qin'er left.

The closed beautiful eyes slowly opened, grabbed the long sword in front of him, and danced, the sword body slashed through the flying fluorescent, with a beautiful arc, like a fairy, with the rhythm of the fluorescence, waving the long sword in his hand.

"Huh? This is, artistic conception? ”

Duan Mingxiao looked at Lan Qin'er who was dancing the sword, and suddenly felt a faint aura of artistic conception, revealing a smile, the long knife appeared in his hand, and the Immortal Heavenly Demon Intent permeated out, and he also moved under his feet and came to Lan Qin'er's side.

Looking at Lan Qin'er, who was still forgetting her self-comprehending artistic conception, her mind sank into her own artistic conception, the long knife in her hand seemed to be waved out at random, but with a faint rule of heaven and earth, her hair tied with a light blue ribbon was flying in the wind, and the two of them were like dancing, staging a perfect performance in this beautiful lotus pond.

Lan Qin'er felt the fluctuation of this heavenly might, and seemed to be affected, and the dancing swordsmanship had undergone some changes, from the original lightness to the gradual attaching a sense of majesty, Duan Mingxiao didn't notice it, but was just immersed in his own artistic conception, wielding the long knife in his hand wantonly, like a dancer.

"Wow, that's beautiful!"

Hua Nian was the first to feel the power of artistic conception to come here, and when she saw this beautiful picture, the girl's heart couldn't be suppressed.

"This! Who made this out! It's beautiful! ”

Yun Luo also opened his mouth in shock and stumbled for a long time before he said this.

"Hey, look, are those two people Duan Mingxiao and Lan Qin'er?"

Although Feng Qingxian also liked this beautiful picture scroll very much, after seeing the slightly flickering light, she took a closer look and saw two figures in the mist.

"Well, really, the two of them are really good at playing, showing affection in a fancy way! Looks like I'm going to find one too, I can't always be single! ”

Yun Luo's eyes were dyed with a faint cyan light, and he saw the scene inside, and the two talked about their hearts with artistic conception, dancing as if they were cooperating.

"Sword intent? It's not Qinglian Sword Intent, what is it? ”

Zhan Xiao felt a strange sword intent, although it was cold, but it was full of love, although it was light, it carried the majesty of heaven and earth, and he had never seen this kind of sword intent.

"Well, Duan Mingxiao is using a knife, it's definitely not him, it's Lan Qin'er!"

Yun Luo spread his hands, is it so obvious that he still needs to guess?

"I didn't expect Lan Qin'er's comprehension to be so good! These two people are really a good match! ”

Hua Yue looked at the two people in the pool with some longing, fantasizing about when such a picture would appear on her.

"Are the two of us out of tune?"

Yi Xiaoyu came to her side and said with a light smile, Hua Yue suddenly glanced at him, and kicked it directly, Yi Xiaoyu fell into the lotus pond so pitifully, wet

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed, Yi Xiaoyu got up from the water in embarrassment, her spiritual power moved, she dried the water traces on her body, and silently walked back to Huayue's side.

buzzing

The sound of two instruments came, as if telling a beautiful fairy tale, the sword intent rose to the sky, the sword intent chased after it, and the two rays of light rose to the sky, dispersing the thick mist, revealing the lotus pond, two figures hugging each other tightly.

"Sword intent, it's done!"

Zhan Xiao said lightly, the corners of his mouth involuntarily showed a smile, although it had nothing to do with him, but he felt happy, after all, it was a good thing.

"Qin'er, congratulations."

Duan Mingxiao said lightly, lightly imprinted a kiss on her forehead, and looked at Lan Qin'er in her arms tenderly.

"The deep cold is not cold, the power is not revealed, the sword moves, the cold rises, the lotus rises, the condensation, and the affection."

Lan Qin'er said lightly, her sword intent was just like what she said, without revealing it at all, Duan Mingxiao smiled, affectionately scraped Lan Qin'er's delicate little nose, and pulled her towards the shore.