It was already late at night, and the two red lanterns on the lintel of the floating dust hall were swaying back and forth under the blowing of the night wind, accompanied by the whining wind, whistling back and forth, listening carefully, it seemed to be more like an uninterrupted sigh in the earthly world. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The aroma of the tea was full of curling, Qinghua slowly brushed away a few buds floating on the tea with the lid of the cup, took a sip, and gently held the mouth of the cup with his fingers.

Gu Yi watched Qinghua sit on his peach wood stool unceremoniously as soon as he came, and drank the freshly brewed tea as if he were his own home, and couldn't help glaring at him and choked: "It's okay if you come to the Floating Dust Hall without saying hello, don't you really treat yourself as an outsider, can't you sit on a stool for yourself?" My mahogany stool, you grabbed it and sat down? What's the matter, isn't it more comfortable to sit in? ”

Qinghua lowered her head and still tasted tea leisurely, and slowly smacked her mouth before saying: Phantom one is too troublesome, and it is really uncomfortable to sit in the snatched one, especially to rob you, this answer Gu Yi Shangshen is still satisfied? ”

Gu Yi said heavily with his nose: "In these years, is it true that the older the immortals, the more shameless they become, don't you say, charming?" ”

Qinghua was still sitting scoundrelly, and the stimulation of Gu Yi was not painful or itchy to him at all.

Su Mei looked at Qinghua lightly: "What are you here for?" ”

Qinghua said: "There is nothing special, these days Ziwei Xingjun came to me to talk, and talked about a little nephew in the mortal realm who has a rod with him, who is cultivating immortals recently, and should find the Floating Dust Hall in the near future, he knows a little about my friendship with you, and asked me to come to you, open up a little, and help him become an immortal." ”

Gu Yi screamed in surprise: "Yo, yo, this is also unreasonable, this heavenly realm still takes away the back door?" ”

Su Mei looked at Qinghua and said for a long time: "I see that you are not here for such a trivial matter." ”

Qinghua stood up: "You are wrong, I am only here for this matter." ”

Su Mei didn't panic to expose him, but said coldly: "The thousand-year period agreed between Xuan Ling and me is over, and she is about to return, before you came, Gu Yi and I were talking about her, you... Don't you want to hear it together. ”

The figure who had already taken two steps paused almost undetectably, and his ink robe was especially cold in the dark night, and Su Mei and Gu Yi couldn't see his expression.

After a long time, Qinghua said lightly: "No need." ”

Gu Yi leaned on the lintel, clasped his shoulders with both hands, and looked at the back of the fading away slowly: "You say, this sentence is not necessary, how much truth is there?" ”

Su Mei was silent for a while, and replied slowly: "I'm afraid that it won't be half a point." ”

Looking down, the tea was already cold.

The flowers of the mortal realm have always bloomed earlier than those of the heavenly realm, blooming in clusters, even in the middle of the night, they are not stingy to show their thousands of fragrances, so that this night looks at the past, in the end, there is more warmth.

Gu Yi said: "I think about the first time you and the Xuanling master and apprentice met in the Lingxiao Palace, it was ten thousand years ago, but now it seems like it happened yesterday, no matter where you are in the Three Realms, time is indeed always magical. “

Su Mei looked at the dark night and was slightly distracted, and said slowly: "Now, Xuan Ling should be nearly twenty thousand years old. ”

Within the four seas, among the eight wildernesses, the gods return to their positions and do their own thing, but the real internal force, regardless of the demon world, the human world, or the heavenly world, has its own history of killing, disputes, and rights.

The gods of the heavenly realm have a very high level of thinking, and their own skills are outstanding, so they don't like the mode of fighting and killing, and the heavenly court is generally very quiet. However, in such a quiet heavenly court, there are still some secrets hidden, Xuanling is just one of them, in the end, it is the daughter of the Heavenly Monarch, and it is not suitable to be rumored all over the world, so not many people know about this matter. For thousands of years, the gods of the heavenly realm have only said that Princess Xuanling is humble and studious, so she has seriously apprenticed to immortals in her own Fangyi Palace, so she has never met a few times.

This is naturally the false news released by the Heavenly Monarch, among the Three Realms, few people know that in the past thousand years, Xuan Ling is drifting away from the hell and the underworld under the ninety-nine heavens, between the Huangquan Road and the Hades, the blood-yellow flowing waves of the river is the Lechuan River that has been circulated in the world for a long time, the snakes, insects, rats and ants in the Lechuan River, the lonely soul and wild ghosts, the fishy wind blows, and the Xuan Ling has been willing to wander in this river for thousands of years.

Maybe Su Mei should have understood from the first time she saw that Xuan Ling is so stubborn and has a clear love and hate, whether it is an immortal or a human, she is free to do so, and she understands it so thoroughly, once she thinks about it, it is difficult to change it, she insists on going her own way, and she has never regretted it.

Just like from the banquet 10,000 years ago when he first saw Qinghua, Xuan Ling knew very sure that he liked him. It seems that there is no reason, just a glance of certainty, perhaps, when Qinghua subdued the person from the Demon Realm who was making trouble in the Heavenly Court, and slowly landed from mid-air in an ink robe and walked towards the Lingxiao Palace, at that time, he may have already walked into Xuan Ling's heart step by step.