Volume 11 Author: Xu Weiyun Related works "Seducing Love Immortals" "Several Generations of Faces Dye Enchanting"

"I don't know why Xianzun came to me?" The storyteller looked at the mist-shrouded mountains around him, and then he waved his sleeves and sat down in the pavilion halfway up the mountain.

"Today, the deity is looking for the Blue Emperor to come to ask for your help. Bai Qi Immortal Venerable stroked the long white beard on his chin and sighed.

"Oh, Immortal Venerable, but it doesn't hurt to say it. The storyteller put down the teacup in his hand and smiled lightly.

"Emperor Qing, I won't tell you the truth, the deity has been bent on accepting two talented and intelligent flower demons as apprentices over the years, but none of them have succeeded. Bai Qi Immortal Venerable's eyebrows could not hide his regret.

"I only know that there is a pear blossom demon Bai Yaochu, but I don't know who this other one is?" The storyteller's bony hand gently tapped on the tabletop, and in a trance, he seemed to see the two people in the ice cave who hugged each other tightly, one was three thousand green silks, and the other was as white as snow.

The shock that Bai Yaochu and Xu Liyin gave him is unforgettable to this day, and the faint pain and faint sweetness between them made him feel it personally.

Thinking of this, the storyteller couldn't help but think of Ruojing in his heart, when would he be able to hug her properly?

"Emperor Qing, what's wrong with you?" or Bai Qi Xianzun saw the storyteller's distraction, so he called him.

"Hmm, I'm fine, Xianzun hasn't said who this second one is. The storyteller came back to his senses, smiled and said.

"This second one, called Mu Zi Hibiscus, is the result of Mu Hibiscus Flower cultivation for 6,000 years. Bai Qi Immortal Venerable said again.

"Dare to ask Xianzun, why did this Mu Zijin lose the relationship between master and apprentice with Xianzun?" the storyteller nodded and asked again.

"Alas...... This Bai Yaochu never wanted to cultivate into an immortal, it was the deity who had forced it, and it was okay if he had no chance, but this Mu Zijin originally wanted to become an immortal, but for the sake of a woman in the world, he gave up the opportunity to become an immortal at the last moment!"

"Oh, then how does Immortal Venerable want me to help you?" As soon as the storyteller heard this, he immediately understood in his heart that this was probably another story that could be told to Ruojing, so he asked Bai Qi Immortal Venerable.

"Mu Zijin injured the Yuan Shen in order to save that mortal woman, and he is still unconscious, Emperor Qing, you are in charge of the hundred flowers, there must be a way, I don't know if you can save him?"

"This is natural, but, Immortal Venerable, you should know my rules, right?" the storyteller nodded and smiled again.

"The deity knows it, but Emperor Qing, why do you have to guard a withered peach tree? Bai Qi Xianzun shook his head, as if he didn't understand what the storyteller was obsessed with.

"Xianzun, you know astronomy and geography, but you can't understand this love...... Ruojing will not be willing to leave me, she will definitely come back to me, I will wait for her, I will tell the stories she loves to hear, and I will always wait for her. The storyteller smiled bitterly, but the firmness in his eyes was as good as ever, and time flies, but he can't rust his persistence.

No matter what the vicissitudes of life, he can wait for her, and he will always wait for her to come back.

"Alas...... The Buddha-figure doesn't understand you people who are trapped by love. Bai Qi Immortal Venerable sighed deeply and shook his head.

He has already broken off Hongchen, so naturally he doesn't understand Hongchen.

"Immortal Venerable, let's talk about this hibiscus demon first. The storyteller picked up the teacup and said.

"The deity doesn't know much about the matter between them, so it's better to let the mortal woman talk to you. Bai Qi Immortal Venerable asked the storyteller.

"It's fine. The storyteller nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the storyteller agreed, Bai Qi Xianzun hurriedly sent the little boy to call the mortal woman.

After a while, I saw a woman in a long cyan dress walking slowly, her complexion was fair, and her face was expressionless, but the pair of dark eyes could not hide her sadness.

"Sorry, this is the Qing Emperor, he is in charge of the hundred flowers, and he is the one who can save Zijin for you. Bai Qi Immortal Venerable pointed to the storyteller and said to the mortal woman.

"Ye Xiangxi visited the Qing Emperor and begged the Qing Emperor to save Zi Hibiscus!" As soon as the woman heard that the storyteller could save Mu Zijin, her deep heavy eyes were dyed with a little hope in just a moment, she looked up at the storyteller, and knelt in front of him.

The storyteller carefully looked at the woman named Ye Xiangxi in front of her, part of her long black hair was pulled up by a white hosta, and the other part was only casually draped, although she knelt, she was neither humble nor arrogant, and had a special temperament.

"You can get up, it's okay for me to save the hibiscus demon, but you have to tell me the story between you first, okay?" said the storyteller.

"Good. Without any hesitation, Ye Xiangxi agreed.

"Sit down. The storyteller nodded and asked Ye Xiangxi to sit down.

Ye Xiangxi stepped forward and sat down silently.

"As you speak, the deity departes first. At this time, Bai Qi Immortal Venerable stood up and said.

"Well, Immortal Venerable walks slowly. The storyteller nodded.

"Immortal Venerable walks slowly. Ye Xiangxi also said in a low voice.

"Let's get started. After Bai Qi Immortal Venerable left, the storyteller spoke.

"Hmm. Ye Xiangxi nodded in response.

"It was August, the day the hibiscus flowers were in full bloom...... It was also a night that I had endured in the imperial palace of the enemy country for exactly ten years......" Ye Xiangxi's voice gently brought people to the time when the hibiscus flowers were flying.

Ye Xiangxi's fifteenth birthday was on this night.

She never imagined that on this saddest night for her, a man would suddenly appear who turned her entire life upside down.

In the dark night sky, there were no stars and moons, and with the faint candle flame in the house, Ye Xiangxi stood by the window, watching the hibiscus tree outside the window being blown up by the wind, taking away the scattered petals, and occasionally floating into her house.

But she didn't have the slightest comfortable mood to appreciate her favorite flower, tonight, it was her birthday, but also the day of the death of the country, ten years ago, in such a day, she lost her father and queen mother, she lost her country, became a slave of the country.

That bloody night, that night full of corpses, was the nightmare of her life.

She still remembers that night, she saw her father and queen mother killed by the current emperor of Beichen Kingdom, and she would have died, but because of her double pupils, those double pupils that belong to disasters and disasters in the eyes of the world, saved her from death.

At that time, she was only five years old, and she only remembered that Emperor Beichen said: "The same eyes ......"

Because of these words, she was brought back to Beichen Kingdom and became a palace maid.

Now she understands that the Beichen Emperor once had a concubine he loved who had the same eyes as me, but because of those eyes, the court was full of smoke, and finally had to order her to be killed.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiangxi couldn't help but smile lightly, and raised his hand to touch his eyes hidden under his bangs, but a group of ignorant people!

She endured it for ten years, so that one day she would have the ability to recover her homeland! Even if she was a daughter, what if she was a daughter? She didn't believe that she couldn't do it!

Ye Xiangxi's fists were clenched between his sleeves, and his expression was firm.

At this moment, the door was slammed open with a 'squeak', which surprised Ye Xiangxi.

"Who!" Ye Xiangxi took out the dagger he was carrying from his waist and said vigilantly.

"Girl, don't be afraid, I'm just borrowing your room to hide. A voice like a cold spring came, and there was a deliberate gentleness in the voice, as if he wanted to reassure Ye Xiangxi.

Ye Xiangxi walked over cautiously, but she never thought that this scene would never be forgotten by her.

The man in front of him, part of the long ink-colored hair was tied by a purple headband, and part of it was scattered at will, a pair of Danfeng eyes were very bewildering, the purple pupils and eye waves were a natural charm posture, the figure was slender, the complexion was fair, and there was a thick blood stain on a purple robe, which was still flowing to the ground drop by drop at the moment, but even so, his thin red lips still had a shallow smile, as if he was not injured.

At this moment, he was holding the wound with one hand and a purple jade flute in the other.

"Are you injured?" The smell of blood on the man's body made Ye Xiangxi frown slightly.

Since she was five years old, she hated the smell the most.

"Well, don't worry, girl, I won't bother you. He nodded, as if he was worried that Ye Xiangxi was afraid, so he said again.

Mu Zijin is also looking at the woman in front of her carefully at the moment, her long black hair is tied by a cyan hairband near the end, her straight bangs half cover her pair of pupils, her pink lips are pursed at the moment, she is dressed in a cyan palace maid outfit, fair skin, petite figure but not as weak as other women, Mu Zijin always feels that this woman's body contains unknown power.

"Sit down. Who knew that Ye Xiangxi lowered his eyes, as if he didn't listen to his words, and pulled his sleeve to let him sit at the table.

Mu Zijin sat down passively, wondering what this mortal woman who turned around to rummage through the cabinets was going to do.

But she never thought that when Ye Xiangxi turned around, Mu Zijin saw a small white porcelain bottle in her hand.

"What is this?" asked Mu Zijian, pointing to the porcelain vase.

"This is a healing service, don't worry, I won't hurt you. Ye Xiangxi glanced at Mu Zijian, and although he wondered why this man didn't even know the gold sore medicine, he didn't ask much, and only said softly.

Anyway, as far as she is concerned, this man who should be an assassin is all the way to her, because there is only her enemy in this palace, and the emperor is dead, wouldn't it be good?

She has never been a kind person, although the person who destroyed her country was the former emperor who had passed away, but now this Mo Nian is the son of the former emperor, so it is the son of her enemy, and it is not a pity to die.

"Oh, thank you. Mu Zijin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and smiled.

Although the golden sore medicine in this world had no effect on the wound he was injured by the Thunder Tribulation, he always felt that the kindness of this mortal woman could not be disappointed.