"I'll take you to a good place, but only if you close your eyes." Jun Mubai said as he ripped off the dark green hairband from Luo Wushuang's head.

Luo Wushuang was not annoyed, but his black hair slanted down, and the disturbed hair swept the back of Jun Mubai's hand.

"Is there any peach blossom stuffing?" Luo Wushuang looked at Jun Mubai and asked rhetorically. Jun Mu Baiwan smiled and nodded. Luo Wushuang thought for a moment, and finally nodded.

Jun Mubai went around Luo Wushuang's back, unfolded a dark green hairband around Luo Wushuang, and the breath belonging to Jun Mubai came to his nose. His movements are very gentle, and he is not afraid of falling off if he is not tied tightly. He caught a glimpse of the blood marks on Luo Wushuang's neck that had just been scratched by Helan Jingrui, and lightly touched it with his fingertips.

Luo Wushuang tilted his head and said, "It doesn't hurt anyway, you know, there won't be a trace left until the end." ”

Jun Mubai didn't speak, and after tying it, he looked carefully at Luo Wushuang, who was blindfolded, and a few locks of naughty hair hanging down in front of his forehead, a white and smooth forehead, ruddy and full cherry lips with tooth marks, and a thin chin. took Luo Wushuang's hand and walked forward step by step.

"Here we are." Jun Mubai jumped onto the last rock, stepped up, and Luo Wushuang with him also landed. On this mountain peak is a flat land, and what is even more amazing is that this large flat land is actually full of lotus flowers, and its range and wide road are only ten steps away from the place where the two of them landed. There is a small thatched hut in the center, because the lotus flowers are so wide that it is difficult to find without looking closely.

Luo Wushuang was shocked by the strange scene in front of him, and stepped forward, wanting to investigate nearby. But Jun Mubai pulled his sleeves, Luo Wushuang was puzzled and looked at Jun Mubai.

"If you take ten steps further, you will sink into the mud of this Buddha Lotus Holy Land, and this mud is no worse than the quicksand." Jun Mubai said.

When Luo Wushuang heard this, he fixed his eyes and looked at it, if the color of the land where the lotus flowers bloomed over there was indeed a significant difference from the color of the land where it landed.

Jun Mubai saw that Luo Wushuang had understood what he meant, and he didn't say much, and flew towards the small thatched hut in the center with a light tap on his toes, and with the drift of Mu Baifeng's figure, Luo Wushuang also saw the doorway, and every time he landed, there was a way to follow.

Jun Mubai stood in the middle of the Buddha Lotus Pond and beckoned to Luo Wushuang, Luo Wushuang rolled his eyes and said, "It's amazing to fly?" If you don't take the road, you are a fairy!" Approaching the Buddha Lotus Holy Land, there was a green jasper that sinuted like a jade plate across the silt, stepping on the green glowing stone.

This place, known as the Holy Land of the Buddha Lotus, is not worthy of this name, although it is the Nine Days of the Three Cold Days, it is not affected in the slightest. This lotus flower blooms like July, the flower color is very good, and the flower stem is high and straight.

Luo Wushuang arrived at the small thatched hut, and Jun Mubai, who was in the eaves, poured himself wine one after another with an indifferent face, not looking like a master at all. Luo Wushuang tapped his toes and jumped onto the thatched house.

Luo Wushuang was dissatisfied with Jun Mubai, snatched his wine jug, and also swallowed a sip of strong wine, and the hot feeling swept through his throat.

When Jun Mubai saw Luo Wushuang's appearance, it was rare that he didn't compare himself with Luo Wushuang, but he asked slightly drunk: "I can't see that you are still a wine jar." ”

Luo Wushuang didn't say anything, and took another sip against the wind, Jun Mubai looked at Luo Wushuang's side face that kept gulping wine, and his heart moved slightly.

"Hey, you can leave me some." Jun Mubai saw that the wine jug was about to bottom, but he was caught off guard by Luo Wushuang and drank the last sip of wine.

Luo Wushuang was smoked by the smell of wine, and he burped contentedly, and threw the wine jug in his hand towards the Buddha Lotus Pond with all the strength, shouting: "Happy!"

Jun Mubai shook his head helplessly and said, "Little Master Luo is still a ruthless person who destroys flowers with hot hands, take pity on my Buddha Lotus." Luo Wushuang's blushing face looked very cute, looking at the stars, Jun Mubai had not seen such beautiful stars for a long time, and he felt very comfortable breathing the lotus fragrance in the air.

"I heard that Ling Zun is going to send Little Master Luo to Bailu Academy?" Jun Mubai suddenly asked.

"Yes, the old man said that he would send Wushuang out." Luo Wushuang paused, put his hands behind his head and said leisurely: "Wushuang is going to be a minister." “

Jun Mubai waved his hand to interrupt Luo Wushuang's words, and said bluntly: "Are you interested in accompanying me to Jiangnan before going to Bailu Academy?"

Luo Wushuang's eyes regained clarity, she looked at Mu Baifeng fixedly, and said, "What good can Wushuang do, it must be demons and monsters that can make Mu Xiangye have a headache, and Wushuang is afraid of death." ”

"That's right, Jiangnan is all charming. Mu Bai is also afraid of death, but if he is accompanied by Luo Xiaogongzi, he will also have a companion on Huangquan Road. Jun Mubai looked meaningless.

"Okay, but this trip Wushuang doesn't want to run in vain, after all, he gave his life to Xiangye." Luo Wushuang thought in his heart, before going to Bailu Academy, he could not only increase his experience and bearing, but also make Jun Mubai owe him. Why not?

"Three conditions, whether it is to go to Dao Mountain or meet the Buddha and kill ghosts in the future, you will say it." Jun Mu Bai is colorful.

"Hmm. Is it too late to regret it, Mu Xiangye is so generous and always feels that Wushuang will go and never return. Luo Wushuang said with a bitter face.

“。 No. Jun Mubai refused. Luo Wushuang heard that there was no drama, but he fell asleep.

A night of sourness in a dream, I don't know what the sky knows.

Gusu Moran of King Jing's Mansion in Cangzhou is also like eating a green pear in his heart, sweet and sour is not a taste. Today is the second day of the wedding, and the royal bride should be wearing the luxurious rose red and gold double-layer Guangya long-tailed robe, but Gusu Mo Ran did the opposite, and replaced it with a pink brocade silk robe, with a pink jacket, which looks very birdy.

When Helan Jingrui woke up, he saw a bright red dragon and phoenix Chengxiang on the top of the bed, and he didn't know what his mood was, but Gusu Moran, who was supposed to be lying beside him, was nowhere to be seen. Helan Jingrui was about to get out of bed, when he saw Gusu Moran personally carrying the washing golden basin into the room, and he was about to blame the people.

Gu Su Moran smiled and said, "Qilang, you're awake." ”

Helan Jingrui frowned and shouted outside the door: "All the people in King Jing's Mansion are dead?"

"Shichiro, don't be angry, it's ink dyeing who makes his own decisions and wants to serve her husband like an ordinary bride." Gu Su Mo said cautiously.

After hearing this, Helan Jingrui furrowed his brows and walked out of bed. He said softly: "You are my princess Jing, you don't need to do these things." ”

Gu Su Mo bent the corners of his eyes, and a smile as beautiful as a lotus bloomed. Said: "But the ink dye has brought the water, so let the ink dye learn to serve Shichiro." ”

Helan Jingrui groaned slightly, and also smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Gu Su Mo Ran helped Helan Jingrui change clothes and wash like an ordinary bride, and sorted them out one by one. Looking at the handsome face that was as warm as jade at hand, Gusu Moran's face was blushing with shyness from beginning to end, and Gusu Moran was holding the buckle for Helan Jingrui, looking very happy from a distance.

"Ahem—" Helan Jingrui coughed.

"Isn't it too tightly buttoned?" Gu Su Moran asked in a panic.

"No problem." Helan Jingrui smiled.

"It's the ink-dyed hands and feet that are too stupid." Gu Su Moran blamed himself.

Helan Jingrui patted the man's head like he did when he was a child, and comforted: "No." But that person would knock off his hand with his teeth and claws, saying don't make her stupid, and Gu Su stood in place very obediently, not dodging or dodging, Helan Jingrui suddenly remembered that the person seemed to be far away from him.

"Lord, princess, breakfast has been prepared." Luo Qi stood respectfully at the doorway.

"Wait for me to come to the chopsticks myself." Gusu Mo Ran and Shandao, smoothed Helan Jingrui's collar, smiled at Helan Jingrui, and turned around and walked out of the room.

Helan Jingrui patiently accompanied Gusu Moran to breakfast, and the two occasionally exchanged two sentences, and then Helan Jingrui was eating, and Gusu Moran looked at Helan Jingrui shyly to eat.

"What's wrong?" Helan Jingrui looked at Gusu and asked questions.

"The cook who made breakfast was specially brought from the capital by ink dyeing." Gu Su Mo Ran quickly removed his eyes and diverted the topic.

"Well, it's a little more authentic than the chef in Cangzhou." Helan Jingrui said.

"Well, if you like it." Gusu Moran said happily.

"After breakfast, I'll accompany you to Cangzhou for a walk, right?" Helan Jingrui suddenly asked.

"Okay!" Gusu Moran replied quickly, and then added nervously, "Mozen means if Shichiro is willing. ”