The huge waves were monstrous, the heavens and the earth were turning, and huge fireballs fell from the sky, and the three worlds of the world were devastated. The catastrophe of the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info more than 200 years ago, although a long time has passed, and the people who have really experienced it have long since passed away, but it has been passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation, and every time it is mentioned, it still makes people shudder. If it weren't for the extremely beautiful red snow coming to the end, I am afraid that the Three Realms would have already overturned, and the world would have long since ceased to exist. Although after that, the three worlds of the world finally recuperated and recuperated for a short time, but that day the breath of Zhenyuan passed, and the Demon Suppression Tower almost collapsed. Although the Demon Venerable has been ambushed in the Great War of Gods and Demons, and the young master of the Demon Clan, Fan Shu, has not yet known his whereabouts, the demons can only be sealed for a short time and will never disappear, just like their appearance. Until a hundred years ago, the elders of the Xunshan Sword Sect and the head of the Cangming Yun Clan sensed the movement of the demon blood fetus at the same time, and they couldn't help but worry, they were afraid that this short period of calm would eventually disappear, and what was coming was another catastrophe in the Three Realms that was enough to destroy the heavens and the earth!

In the middle of summer, it had just rained heavily. The dense forest was filled with the fresh smell of grass and earth, and every now and then a drop or two of rain rolled down the veins of the leaves, dripping and ticking. A heavy rain seems to cleanse all the hustle and bustle, the insects do not sound, the birds do not hear, and it is quiet. It's just that this silence was soon broken, and a crisp chirping at one end of the forest, like a yellow warbler singing willows, turned down gracefully, and became a cuckoo crying blood, suddenly, it was an eagle striking the sky, and after a while, it became a hundred birds contending, so lively. In the grass, in the treetops, in the caves, a pair of curious and timid eyes peeked into the place where the voice came.

A big snow-white bird was walking in the woods, its emerald blue pupils were lazily half-hanging, half covered by the transient membrane, and from time to time it turned its head sideways, combing the feathers on the side of its neck with its long, vermilion beak, quite a bit of leisurely stroll. On the back of the bird sat a woman, dressed in purple, with her head half-hanging, and a blue silk tied in a silver chain tied to the top of her head, and the silver leaves hanging from both ends of the chain swayed gently in her ears, slightly covering her eyebrows. She put her hands together to her lips, her fingers tapped flexibly, and she changed her posture from time to time, but she didn't use any musical instrument to create this picture of a hundred birds singing with her hands alone! I didn't feel the murderous aura, and the owners of those eyes became more and more bold, slowly rubbing outward. At this moment, the song of the hundred birds came to an abrupt end, and the woman in purple on the back of the bird seemed to turn into a butterfly, fluttering towards a certain place in the woods. Black and golden, unusually beautiful eyes just met a pair of eyes that instantly widened due to panic behind the trunk, and smiled maliciously, "Little ginseng baby, so playful, aren't you afraid of being caught and boiling soup?" ”

It was a boy of five or six years old, with the exception of a circle of leaves around his buttocks, and his whole body was smooth, and the top of his head was no exception, except for a few small red fruits dangling. The frightened eyes were round, and the eyes were met with black and gold eyes, and the owner of the eyes smiled and bent his eyes, but the little boy shivered fiercely, and with a short exclamation, he scurried to the ground and disappeared. It's just that the little guy escaped neatly, but he didn't see a red thread popping out from the woman's fingers, silently wrapping around the Zhu Guo on the top of his head.

"What a coward!" The woman pursed her lips as if she was bored, and slowly stood up straight, she was tall, the crimson purple short coat on the upper body was just up to the waist, the blue and purple skirt on the lower body only reached the calves, and the suede boots on her feet, and the honey-colored waist in the middle was surrounded by various silk circles, revealing a little neat exotic style. At this moment she was raising her eyes and looking overhead, it was already raining and the sky was clear, the clouds had cleared up, and the sky was clear blue, but there was a cloud above her head, I don't know if it was an illusion, as if the rainstorm had not arrived, and when she was still in the city, this cloud had stopped above her head, impartially. She pursed her eyebrows, lowered her eyes with strange black and gold eyes, turned thoughtfully on a delicately carved silver bracelet on her wrist, and then took a step, unhurriedly in the direction of the red line.

"Close!" With a trick in his right hand, his red lips opened lightly, and the red line was circled away like a lock, "Hmm, ah, ah! With a few cries, the little guy who escaped into the soil has been tied up with a red thread, half lifted in the air, the little kick is endless, the other end of the red line is gently pinched between the woman's slender white jade fingers, she blinked, as if with some interest to smile at the baby who kept crying in the air, and then pursed his lips in disgust, lazily threatened, "Xiao Ginseng baby, if you cry endlessly, I will take you to cook soup and drink, the spiritual ginseng of Sanglai Mountain is very nourishing!" As she spoke, she licked her lips and swallowed her saliva as if she were aftertaste.

The look was so terrifying that the little guy stopped crying for a moment, and then, when the cry sounded again, it was more and more earth-shattering. Woo, bad guys! It's about to be eaten by the bad guys, grandpa...... Grandpa, come and save it!

The woman looked at the little feet that kicked more and more happily in the air, so ah, disobedient, children who sneak out to play always have to pay the price, but such a crying method, I don't know if it will be dehydrated? Groping her chin, she began to struggle, wondering, will the tonic effect of this dehydrated ginseng be greatly reduced?

"Girl, girl, raise your noble hand, raise your noble hand, spare my little grandson!" A mass of red and green things whined and screamed "roll" to the woman, yes, it was indeed rolled. I saw that it was not much taller than the little guy just now, but it was more than twice as thick, with a round figure, a full face full of folds, a white beard hanging down to its heels, and a barely recognizable face wrinkled after the white beard, staring with a bitter and wary face at the woman in front of him who was half a head taller than it.

The black and golden pupils were shining, and he looked at the humanoid old ginseng in front of him from head to toe and then from foot to head, and then nodded with satisfaction. The old ginseng who was targeted shuddered, and he was in a trance and delusional that he was the fat meat targeted by the jackal, but the Lingshen clan has never been proficient in magic, and the woman in front of him was just such a fluttering red hand, but it also knew that it was by no means an opponent, except for compromise, he didn't dare to think about it again.

"If you want a girl, it's okay for me to let go of this little ginseng baby!" The woman raised her eyebrows as if she was distressed, "After all, this ginseng baby is too tender, and it doesn't taste good!" The ill-intentioned gaze returned to the old ginseng, and the old ginseng trembled all over, but he barely shook off the red and purple vermilion fruits on the top of his head, "This old ginseng grandfather, you also know that this Sanglai Mountain Spirit Ginseng, of course, is the older it is, the more nourishing!" Girl, I look at you like this, I'm afraid that if there are not two hundred years, there should be a hundred years, eh! Huh! Don't shake, don't shake! Don't worry, don't worry, girl, although I want to cook a bowl of ginseng chicken soup to drink and replenish my body, I don't want to throw the whole root into it! As long as you have a few ginseng whiskers and two ginseng fruits, how about replacing this whole small ginseng baby? Pretty cost-effective, right? ”

The blinked, treacherous smile, and saw that old ginseng was so cold! But the life of the little ginseng baby who cried miserably is still in the hands of others, what else can he do except nod? The mood of seeing death as if it were home collapsed when the woman smiled and leaned out towards it, "Girl! Girl! I'll come by myself, I'll come by myself! Ignoring the pain, he quickly pulled down a few beards that had fallen to his feet, plucked two zhuguo from the top of his head, and stuffed them into the woman's palm, and then looked at the girl with tears in his eyes, for fear that she would not believe her words.

The woman happily accepted the two things, and with a flick of her wrist, the red thread was closed and hidden in her cuffs. "Hmm, ah, ah, ah" There was another earth-shattering ghost scream, and the little ginseng baby had fallen from mid-air and fell an upside-down bell! The old ginseng didn't care about anything else, so he dragged the little ginseng baby and got into the soil.

"Thank you, Grandpa Ginseng!" The woman waved her hand happily, "You have to take good care of the ginseng baby, and when it grows to your size, I will come back to you to catch up with you!" ”

"Woo woo woo woo" There was a faint cry of grief and indignation in the soil, which made the listener sad. But—

"Poof!" Overhead, a not-so-obvious sneer suddenly sounded, and the woman's eyes suddenly sharpened, and she shouted, "Xiaobai! Behind her, a white shadow rose from the ground, and it was the big white bird that had just carried the woman, which was now chirping and spreading its wings and rushing towards the cloud overhead. The sunlight broke through the clouds, dazzling, and the woman squinted slightly at the shadow of the clouds. The wings fluttered, and a black dot flew down heroically, and the Dapeng bird shrank several times in the blink of an eye, turning into a parrot-sized bird and stopping on the woman's shoulder, chirping low, while looking at the master with those emerald blue eyes.

At this moment, a white feather swayed and landed in front of him. The woman looked at the white feather at her feet, then looked up at the immobile cloud above her head, and frowned fiercely.

Songyue Castle, located at the southern foot of Sanglai Mountain, is still as prosperous as it was more than two hundred years ago, but after that catastrophe, the human world was divided and fought for decades, until it settled down and became the hegemony of the four heroes. To the north of Zhuoshui, bounded by the Yanmu Mountains, until the northern desert of Shuobei is the west of Shuo, to the east to the east coast, for the North Qiang, the mountains and dense forests in the west to the south of Zhuoshui, for the Southern Xia, and the land of large fish and rice, the hinterland of the rich and fertile plain is the most powerful Dongli. Songyue City is located at the junction of the border between Dongli and Nanxia, since the great war 40 years ago, Dongli waved the army to the west, Nanxia surrendered the city, willing to pay tribute, the two countries have been peaceful for a long time, in this Songyue City, the people of the two countries live together, but it is also a scene of harmony and prosperity.

Walking into Songyue City, the steps of the woman in purple were unhurried, but there was a clear direction, it was a mansion that looked quite magnificent, there were several people outside the vermilion gate who were pacing back and forth with worried expressions, looking at the direction of entering the city from time to time, and when the figure of the woman in purple came into view, the middle-aged man at the head couldn't help but show joy, stepped forward, and said respectfully, "Miss Wenge, you are back!" ”

The woman who was called "Wenge Girl" didn't add much politeness, but just pulled the corners of her mouth very naturally, and handed the two purple-red ginseng fruits and snow-white ginseng whiskers forward, "The ginseng and ginseng fruit of Centennial Ginseng will definitely make your old man's medicine cure!" ”

The middle-aged man's gradually expanding joy, there is also a hidden trace of surprise, the spiritual ginseng of Sanglai Mountain is made of the aura of heaven and earth, which is more nourishing than the general ginseng, but it is strange and slippery, even if it is an experienced ginseng catcher, it is rare to make up a spiritual ginseng in his life, the girl in front of him, but at the age of eighteen or nineteen, although the shot is only two ginseng fruits, a few ginseng whiskers, but it is from the centennial ginseng, how can it not be surprising? "Thank you Miss Wenge for your help! The girl's ability is really worthy of her reputation, and the girl's great kindness to her father and the Wang family is really unrepayable! ”

"Master Wang doesn't have to be polite, you and I, but we just take what we need, and we can't afford this thank you!" Wen Ge smiled faintly, and did not hesitate, so he handed the ginseng and ginseng that was difficult to buy to the housekeeper nearby. That old man Wang is also a smart person, so when he saw it, he hurriedly asked people to take the remuneration that had been negotiated before, and also came with a heavy bag of silver taels, Wen Ge lowered his eyes and looked at it for a moment, but only took the parchment roll that looked a little old, and said with a smile, "No need, I said it before, I want it, only this!" When the words fell, she smiled, and didn't care about the look of the old man's family, turned around and left, overhead, white birds were circling and chirping, Wen Ge raised her head and looked. The sun was just right, the sky was clear, and the clouds that had stopped above her before entering the city were gone. raised her eyebrows, shrugged her shoulders again, she didn't bother more, just grabbed the parchment roll, and rushed into a small shop not far away in three or two steps, "Boss, the old rules!" ”

"Okay! A bowl of haggis noodle soup, a plate of crispy and spicy radish, two beef steamed dumplings, the girl will come soon! The boss took a moment to glance at the steaming white air, and replied with a full sense of anger, obviously familiar with this girl.

Wen Ge had already rushed to a cleaned table and sat down, rubbed his hands, took chopsticks, and shouted, "Boss, hurry up, girl, I'm so hungry that I can eat a cow!" With that, she couldn't wait to unfold the parchment roll on the open table and look down at it.

"Wenge girl-" An extremely good-sounding and elegant male voice sounded nearby, Wenge raised his head, and when he looked at it, his black and golden eyes lit up sharply, and he subconsciously quietly swallowed the saliva that surged up from his throat crazily, ahhhh It's a beautiful man!