When Shao Siyan rushed back to Qingfu, it was already evening. She didn't have time to deal with the servants who had stopped to pay respects, and went straight into the backyard.

At the gate of the courtyard, the green vines hung down the wall one after another, and in the shadow of the setting sun, a twenty-five or six-year-old man in white greeted him, gently grabbed Shao Siyan's shoulders, and entered the courtyard together.

The small room is full of light pink, like a garden of peach blossoms in the spring. The faint red of the setting sun flooded the window screens, dyeing the quiet sleeping face of the bed a little red.

On the rosewood bed facing the window, a girl of five or six years old slept quietly.

Shao Siyan slowed down, and before she walked to the bed, tears flowed down.

Qing Luofeng persuaded for a while, Shao Siyan raised her head, leaned on the shoulder of the man in white, and asked with hatred: "Luo Feng, do you have any plans to be like this?" ”

"Yan'er, I know you're uncomfortable. It's just that right now, Xian Xian's injury is the most important. She hurt Zhihai, and if she didn't deal with it in time, she wouldn't be able to advance for at least ten years. Tomorrow I will look for someone to find the requiem grass, and with the requiem grass, Xian'er's injury will soon be healed. Qing Luofeng comforted in a low voice, and there was indescribable pain in his voice.

"Husband, I know everything, but I'm still unwilling. We are only five years old, and she is eight years old, how can we be so heavy-handed. This is clearly relying on the favor of the patriarch, bullying us to be helpless, and wanting to ruin my daughter! Shao Siyan still secretly hated herself.

"Siyan!" Qing Luofeng said weakly, "I know, I know." Yan'er rest assured, her husband has already reached the twelfth layer of the Qi refining period, and after the foundation is built, she is the granddaughter of the patriarch, and she will not dare to do this to our daughter. ”

Shao Siyan was silent for a while: "But requiem grass is born in the deepest part of the mangrove forest. Only the monks of the foundation would dare to go into the sea. Can you be sure that your husband will go? ”

"Don't worry, there's always a way. Besides, there are sixteen younger brothers. Qing Luofeng said with relief.

Shao Siyan's hand trembled, and her eyes were obscure.

Outside the window, the last rays of the setting sun faded and the night on the island deepened.

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When Ye Qingyue and Ayu stepped on the return boat, it was also dusk and night. Ayu smiled and fiddled with some of the gadgets she had bought at the market, as if she had something to say that would never end. The events of noon did not affect the good mood at the moment.

is so simple and comfortable, but it is a rare kindness.

Ye Qingyue listened a little quietly, not feeling noisy, but there was a kind of plain joy and satisfaction rippling in her heart.

The old man who was holding the boat was surnamed Zhang, and he was the one they had met before. He propped his hands on the oars, babbling and humming an unknown tune.

The sound of the oars is faint, the tune is long, and there is a sense of tranquility when you listen to it.

The sea breeze blew with a fishy smell, and the distant islands and willow branches on the shore were blurred in the dim haze. Heaven and earth are connected into a line, the sky is like a cover from the four fields, and between the sky and the sea, the ferry boat is as small as a new willow.

Red dust and fireworks, she is very close and far away.

An hour later, the boat docked.

"It's here! Girls, go back. The old man is also going home to see his grandson! ”

Ye Qingyue and Ayu jumped ashore, and in the dim night, the villages and towns in the distance lit up with warm yellow light.

"Ah Yue, don't be afraid, just follow me, we'll be there in a while." The starlight was faint, and there was no waning moon, Ayu pulled her forward, thinking that she was worried that Ye Qingyue would be afraid of the dark. But she completely forgot that Ye Qingyue's cultivation was always above her.

Ye Qingyue didn't refuse, this girl always forgot that she was still a monk. It's so simple and natural, it's hard to bear to spoil it.

"My cousin is back!" In the smoked yellow candle flame, the cousin of the Yue family stood at the door and greeted her from afar. The aroma of the food wafts far to the nose.

"Well, I came back late, and my cousin-in-law kept me food!" Ye Qingyue said with a smile. She thought she should be glad she hadn't stayed at the inn.

The dinner was very sumptuous, and it was all seafood that Ye Qingyue had rarely eaten before. While Ye Qingyue was eating, she had a casual chat with the sister-in-law of the Yue family.

"My cousin is still in retreat?" Ye Qingyue asked,

"Hmmm! When he gets out, Yuan Niang is also ready to retreat! The sister-in-law of the Yue family said gratefully.

At this time, the spiritual power in the room surged, and the sister-in-law of the Yue family was overjoyed: "This is?" This is advanced! Thank you, senior! ”

Ye Qingyue was also very happy, her mood seemed to be easy to become good because of these irrelevant little things. Perhaps, it was because she was used to the solitude of cultivating alone, and at this moment, such simple joy and warmth seemed extraordinarily novel. She thought.

"Cousin-in-law doesn't have to be polite, if you really feel sorry for it, just let Qingyue taste your craftsmanship!"

Early the next morning, Ye Qingyue saw Lan Chang'an, who had left the customs.

"Juniors, thank you seniors for your kindness!" Lan Changan bowed deeply.

Ye Qingyue raised her hand, and a soft force lifted her up: "You're welcome, I have something to go to Yellow Crane Island, you don't have to wait for me at night, tell your sister-in-law!" ”

Lan Chang'an responded, Ye Qingyue left the village, turned around and walked towards the ferry.

"Girl, are you alone today?" Zhang Laohan, who was supporting the boat, knocked on the dry tobacco pouch in his hand and asked while holding the boat.

"Hmmm! Go to Yellow Crane Island! Ye Qingyue jumped into the boat.

"Okay! Sit down! Zhang Laohan flicked his wrist, and the cable tied to the big willow tree opened in response. The boat flicked its tail like a live fish, plunging headlong into the shallow mist.

"The girl isn't a local, is she?" In the sound of water waves, the old man suddenly asked.

Ye Qingyue smiled: "How does my husband know?" ”

She looked at Zhang Laohan carefully, and the spiritual aura on the other party's body was extremely light, and it seemed that he was just a second-level monk in the Qi refining period. This kind of cultivation is really not much different from that of mortals.

"Hehe, don't worry too much, girl! The old man is old, and in addition to the ability to support the boat, his eyesight is still a little bit. It's not that the old man boasts, he has held up the ship for decades, and there are almost no monks in Bailuzhou that the old man doesn't know. The girl's face was born, and her appearance was transformed, so she was naturally a foreigner who wandered to Egret Island. Don't say anything about Lan Chang'an's cousin. The blue boy's bottom is fine, others don't know, but the old man is very clear. His cousin is not surnamed Qing. ”

Ye Qingyue's heart jumped: "You can't have the surname Zhang, right?" ”

Zhang Laohan smiled, and the boat spun around and stopped in the middle of the sea.

"The girl is really smart! Worthy of this good looks. Zhang Laohan stood up, the momentum on his body leaked out, and he actually had a cultivation in the middle of the foundation building period.

The comer is not good! Ye Qingyue is no longer hidden, whether it is to cover up her cultivation or to cover her appearance, she needs to use her spiritual power and divine sense to take care of her from time to time, and when she fights, the gains outweigh the losses.

Old man Zhang was taken aback, but he didn't expect Ye Qingyue to be so young.

"Good, good! This Egret Continent is really far away, I don't know that there is such a beautiful character outside. Little girl, the old man is not difficult for you, he just wants to do a good thing for you. I have a grandson, the son-in-law of the Lan family, who is ranked seventh. Twenty-seven years old this year, he has just successfully built a foundation, and he wants to find a Taoist companion who has cultivated considerably. I see, the girl's appearance and cultivation are all deserved, why don't you do something good about it, how about it? ”

Ye Qingyue smiled lightly: "I'm just an orphan girl, Lan Qigongzi is young and promising, why don't you find the right one?" ”

Zhang Laohan was not annoyed: "The girl doesn't know, in this Egret Continent, there are not many female cultivators who can cultivate to the foundation building period. And the female cultivator who built the foundation is either married, or her eyes are above the top, and the old man calculates that the girl is the most suitable. I know that the girl may have relied on, but in this Egret Continent, no matter how big the dependence is, it is useless. ”

Ye Qingyue sighed: "That being the case, let's see the real chapter under our hands!" ”

She flicked her fingers, and a branch of Yuhuanhua with a tender yellow stamen in her palm was horizontal in front of her. She was shabby and tight at this time, and the Aoki sword didn't know where it was lost, and the Tianwen sword was not good to use outside, unless she wanted to kill Zhang Laohan and kill her. So, he broke a flower branch out of Biluo.

Zhang Laohan stood at the bow of the boat lightly, holding a three-foot-long golden ruler in his hand, with a long beard and a green shirt, when the wind hunted, he really had the appearance of a fairy wind and bones: "Okay, the old man will let you make three moves if he bullies the big and the small." ”

Ye Qingyue is also not polite, this old man is acting a little interesting, if ordinary people see her holding a branch to meet the enemy, they are afraid that they want to be angry, this old man is calm.

The flower branches trembled slightly, like a trembling butterfly, like a slow and fast, piercing the heart of Zhang Laohan.

Zhang Laohan was shocked, this is obviously using a branch as a sword. This sword seems simple, but every tremor of the tip of the sword is facing a node of his spiritual power, and once he is stabbed, he will definitely be defeated. But if he doesn't fight back, he will definitely not be able to dodge this sword. I don't want to, this first trick slapped myself in the face.

Fortunately, he is not a person who does what he says, and the golden ruler in his hand is urging, like a golden shield, and the whole sword light is pushed out.

Ye Qingyue changed her tricks in time and picked up the flower branches, but she saw the flowers and rain falling colorfully, mixed with fine rain, and the blue figure of Zhang Laohan was caged from all directions.

The sea of flowers is like a dream, and the light rain is affectionate, quietly enveloping this side of the world.

Zhang Laohan was stunned, and the golden ruler in his hand was magnificent, like a golden bell, separating the flowers and rain outside.

Unbeknownst to him, the flowers and the rain were easily separated from the outside, but two vines snaked up from under their feet, tightly binding their legs.

It wasn't a simple vine, but an iron thistle and a spirit vine.

The golden ruler lost the blessing of spiritual power and fell into the sea.

Old Man Zhang's face turned white all of a sudden.

Ye Qingyue threw out a new rattan, tied Zhang Laohan tightly, carried him, and flew down to a reef not far away above the water.