As soon as he stood up, he accidentally stepped on the tassel on his hat and spilled the tea on the table.

Song Yunshang was dumbfounded, gritted his teeth and almost turned to leave.

Jin Yunzi finally felt that he was a little indecent like this, so he straightened his face, simply recited a trick, and with a finger of his hand, the tea set was automatically put away and returned to its place, and the water stains sprinkled on the table immediately disappeared without a trace, and even the clothes that were still messy became neat and tidy.

Only then did he nod with satisfaction, it is convenient to have a spell!

Song Yunshang looked at the word consummation clearly written on his face, and suddenly wanted to flip the table! This little spell - even the bucktooth rabbit at the foot of Nanshan who likes to give her pig hearts and lungs can make it smooth sailing, hey! Your old man is so virtuous and powerful, as the first time we met, shouldn't you use a more intimidating spell to open the eyes of the little one! When she goes down the mountain, she must go to the old banyan tree's nest and make him believe it! Let him lie to let him deceive!

Suddenly, Jinyunzi's eyes flashed, and her gaze moved to Song Yunsheng's face, who was on the verge of going berserk, and looked straight into her eyes.

Song Yunshang was shocked, and immediately regained his senses, and raised his eyebrows to make a pitiful and well-behaved appearance. This old man didn't mean it, did he want to try her?! Song Yunshang was a little uneasy in her heart, lowered her eyes, and thought about how to speak.

But Jinyun pointed to the neatly arranged tea sets on the table, laughed and said, "Donor, look, it only took a moment for the poor Dao to sort out this messy thing, and everything became orderly. That's spells, how's that, isn't it fun? ”

It's fun?!

He asked her if it was fun?!

Song Yunshang looked at the old man who couldn't wait to come to her, and spoke in an inviting tone, and kept silently reciting in his heart that he respected the old and loved the young a thousand times, a thousand times, and then breathed a sigh of relief calmly. Without hesitation, he turned around: "Disturb the Dao Chief, and say goodbye." ”

Ay! Let's go! Wait a minute! Can't walk?!

Song Yunshang looked back at Jinyunzi who was dragging the hem of his clothes in surprise.

Ay? Don't let her go?

"Donor and stay? You've seen the spells of the poor way, don't you want to learn them?"

Stumble! She originally wanted to come to learn from the teacher, but your old man really wanted to teach her this little spell that she knew more than ten years ago, hey?!

"I don't want to!" Song Yunshang spoke categorically.

The old man looked shocked and looked at her in shock. Suddenly, he lowered his eyes anxiously. Pacing back and forth, his mouth muttered, "Huh? No, no, no! Shangxian said that the little flower demon who came up the mountain in a while would use the excuse that there were demons in his hometown to apprentice and seek art, wasn't it you? ”

Song Yunshang immediately paused his steps. Looking back at Jin Yunzi suspiciously. A little uncertain spoke: "Immortals? ”

Shangxian replied. The little flower demon, but just formed, ignorant and ignorant. Let the poor Dao take her under the door"

"Immortals?" Song Yunshang followed Jinyunzi's words, muttered and repeated these two words several times, and suddenly something seemed to flash in his mind, Song Yunsheng's body trembled, raised his eyes and looked at Jinyunzi in surprise, wanting to ask what happened. But I saw Jin Yunzi shaking his head gently and keeping silent.

Jin Yunzi put away his face, and finally showed a bit of virtuous and benevolent appearance, he looked at Song Yunshang quietly, and talked to her: "Entrusted by the immortals, the poor road should be accepted, and the peony flower, I am willing to worship the poor road as a teacher and belong to the poor road." ”

After a little bit of Jinyunzi, Song Yunshang realized that a series of things that happened when he came to this ancient time seemed to have something pulling him in the dark.

Song Yunsheng was born well, gathered the essence of the sun and the moon, gathered the aura of heaven and earth, and became the first peony flower to bloom at the foot of Nanshan. At the time of molding, it also comes with a golden finger - a fairy peony lantern that many demons can't reach. Later, because of the chrysanthemum demon's affection, Song Yunshang fled from Nanshan in a hurry, and was entangled by the gentleman on the way. Song Yunshang never had time to think about where the fairy leaf that blocked a thunder for him came from, but he simply thought that he was very lucky.

Now that I think about it, maybe it was the mysterious immortal who was helping me at that time.

The words of the old banyan tree guided Song Yunshang to Shu Mountain, and when Song Yunshang went to Shu Mountain, the mysterious immortal even arranged the last level of Shu Mountain Sect for her Song Yunshang In order to prove this, Song Yunshang also went down the mountain, and then went to look for the old banyan tree that he saw when he was injured that day, but he could not find a trace of it.

There is really a mysterious immortal who is guiding him and helping him in secret.

But why?!

Song Yunshang doesn't believe in evil or Buddhism, she came to this ancient time and experienced so many mysterious things, but she still retains a little doubt in her heart. Now that he suddenly noticed the existence of such a "Shangxian", Song Yunsheng's heart suddenly became a little panicked.

Could it be that even she traveled to ancient times, it was arranged by that immortal!

Thinking like this, Song Yunshang rushed back to Shushan in a hurry and went to Jinyunzi to ask what happened. This feeling of being caught in someone else's chessboard and becoming a pawn that others can manipulate at will is not good, very bad. Song Yunshang doesn't want to become an immortal, she just wants to return to modern times and be an ordinary human being!

But Jinyunzi told her that she could only follow the script arranged by others now, and she couldn't resist anything.

Song Yunshang has never been so negative and angry! Why her! Why!

The April day was amorous and splendid.

Song Yunshang rushed into the peach blossom forest in Xiyuan like a headless fly, holding a long sword in his hand, it was a burst of indiscriminate felling, the peach blossoms had reached the day of withering, how could they withstand this turmoil, the petals broke away from the branches, and they were fluttering like goose feathers and heavy snow, fluttering in the air, and accumulating a thick layer on the ground. The wind blew up, and the fragrance of the ground was raised, and the woman cried bitterly. The dreamy scene of the sea city finally showed a bit of loneliness and desolation.

The peach blossom red, who was trampled into mud, was speechlessly pouring out her grievances.

"How did it come to this?" The man said, standing beside the peach tree not far from her, his eyes were cold and unwavering.

There is no consolation, and there is no blame.

Song Yunsheng's crying stopped suddenly, and he looked at him sideways, it turned out to be the cold-faced Taoist chief he saw when he went up the mountain a few days ago.

"Dao Chang likes peach blossoms, but now you're blaming me for harming these peach trees?" Song Yunshang had red eyes and leaned on a stone cliff. Stared straight at him. It seems to be angry.

The cold-faced Taoist frowned slightly, but he just looked at the scattered half of the peach petals in his hand, and said, "It's just the destiny of each other." ”

"It's a good destiny, but the Taoist chief has the heart to excuse me. But I have a clear point. I cut down these peach trees. I'm the one who hurt these peach blossoms! Song Yunshang was unyielding and stood up stubbornly.

The Taoist let go of his fingers, and the petals fell to the ground. mixed with the peach blossom red of that place.

"The peach tree will sprout new shoots next year, and the peach blossoms will naturally bloom more vigorously next year, which is the destiny of each other."

"Then I asked the Taoist, why did I come from and why I exist?"

The handsome man finally smiled for the first time, like a spring breeze, gently shallow: "If you are not here, how can you still be considered spring." ”

Song Yunshang was stunned, and only this shallow smile remained in front of him, warm and moist, refreshing, and people couldn't help but hold their breath.

After a long, long time, Song Yunshang knew that Rong He's consciousness of this sentence was because he mistook her for a peach blossom demon. Spring without peach blossoms, where can it be considered spring! Indeed it is.

The graceful and arrogant peony flower has a spiritual support for the first time in late spring.

Jinyunzi took her in as an apprentice, dissolved the demonic aura on her body, and taught her like an ordinary disciple, and the Taoist name was Yuxian. Everyone called her the bath fairy, Song Yunshang is a person who is happy with what she encounters, she was a little uncomfortable at first, and then she got used to the name bath fairy. Rong He naturally became her senior brother, and occasionally, he asked her how old she was this year, and she shook her head, not knowing whether she forgot or didn't know.

The cold-faced Taoist was in a trance, I don't know if it was because of sympathy for this little demon, or out of love between brothers and sisters in the same sect, he stretched out his big palm, touched Song Yunsheng's head, and said, "But you should be younger than me, so be my sister?" ”

Younger sister?

Song Yunshang raised his eyes and saw that the man's angular side face looked like it had been carved. For a while, I couldn't say the coquettish words, and I felt that my heart was overflowing with something, full and satisfied. Song Yunshang nodded in response, looking serious, as if he was completing some important ceremony.

Rong He patted her head, and his eyes gradually emptied.

Song Yunshang thought, if you really want to ask yourself when you liked Ronghe, it should be at that time. The man's generous palm was too secure, and the man gave her not just a name, but a support in this helpless ancient world. When the human heart is fragile, it is always the most emotional.

Soon, Song Yunshang discovered that in this Shu Mountain, she and Rong He were two extremely unsociable. She is a new disciple, but her spiritual power and Taoism far surpass the big disciples of Shushan! Almost every day, people come to provoke, come to fight, or are secretly ostracized. And Rong He is the existence that excludes everyone, let's put it this way, the people who excluded Song Yunshang and the people who were excluded by Rong He are about the same group. Rong He is neither a senior brother with high morality and super mana, nor a second senior brother who is very popular and full of wealth, but he is also the most special existence in Shushan, Song Yunshang is curious, but he has never asked the reason between Rong He.

In the third year, something happened.

King Xuanguo of Qi died of illness, the new emperor was only six years old, and the dynasty was in turmoil.

When the news reached Shushan, Song Yunshang and Rong He were copying books in the Jing Pavilion, and Jin Yunzi ordered someone to call Rong He to the main hall to discuss matters.

After that, Song Yunshang felt a little mysterious. First of all, the Heavenly Master, Grandmaster, and Abbot, who have never seen each other on weekdays, all appeared, and then the main gate of the main hall gathered a bunch of ironclad troops! After that, those senior brothers who were used to being arrogant on weekdays looked at the ironclad army in front of the door one by one in amazement!

The slender white figure in the daylight, small and great, Song Yunsheng's pen suddenly slammed, drawing an ugly curve, and a pair of good words were broken.

Something in front of him gradually became clear, and Song Yunshang looked at it intently, and the pale blue curls were outlined on the white robe, which was very good-looking. Song Yunshang was stunned, and then she heard Rong He and said in an extremely nice voice: "Ah Zhan, come with me, wait for me to reign in the world, and promise you ten miles of peach blossoms."

It turned out that he was actually the king of the Northern War of Qi Xuanguo.

She always followed him, but she didn't know what it was for, maybe she just liked the smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and then promised him to stay by his side, fight for him on the battlefield, and fight the world.

He has great achievements and is famous all over the world, and the world only says that he is brave, but he does not know that the world is presented by her hands.

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said that he recently felt that a catastrophe was coming, but it was when he was at his weakest, and Song Yunshang really didn't know how to deal with it.

Song Yunshang has countless blood debts on his hands, and retribution is sooner or later, although Song Yunshang feels that he has been mentally prepared, but when he comes all of a sudden, he is inevitably still a little flustered.

If she can't dodge, she's afraid she's going to die.

Song Yunshang felt that although he was not born great, he couldn't die so sloppily!

At the foot of the mountain on the north side of Nanshan, there is a very lush green bamboo forest, and there is a winding stream next to the bamboo forest. Immerse yourself in this transparent green, listen to the sound of the stream, soak in the soft sunshine, and breathe the freshest air to keep yourself growing.

She wanted to go there to recover herself, but she didn't expect that she would almost die on the road.

The wild boar spirit who had been taught by her for bullying the chrysanthemum demon was blocked at the intersection, staring at her fiercely, hating to dismantle her.

The wild boar spirit moved its fat body and crossed in front of her, with a big axe with a broken cut in his left hand and a fine serpentine leather whip in his right hand, shaking the messy coarse hair on his body, and his expression was almost hideous!

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[Apologize again, if you accidentally order Chapter 50, please read it silently three times, the author is a two-hundred-five, the author is a two-hundred-five, the author is a two-hundred-five] (to be continued......)