Jun Qisang put the sycamore flower in front of his nose and sniffed, his brows tightened, the flower was too fragrant, and the fragrance made him a little dizzy. It is many times more fragrant than ordinary sycamore flowers, and there is a trace of bloody smell that is not easy to make people feel, how is the eighth sister raising this sycamore tree, making her flowers undefeated, and much more fragrant than ordinary sycamore flowers.

"Eighth sister, you're okay!"

In fact, he didn't really want to drive her away, but Xue Yuxian fell into the root of the disease in order to save him, and he couldn't be in the cold, and on the day he was born, he saw the eighth sister pushing her into the deep sea cold spring, where is the coldest and coldest place in the entire sea area, how did she endure it, and said such cruel words in a fit of anger.

"Hey!" Jun Qisang sighed heavily, Eighth Sister! Master shouldn't, shouldn't tell you to come and go like this. The master was wrong, but you shouldn't have pushed the Snow Feather Immortal down the deep sea cold spring, do you know how much effort the master spent to make her barely recover?

Why are you like this, is it really as Xue Yuxian said, you hate her because you have to see your paintings to push her into the sea?

No, I don't believe it for the teacher, I don't believe that you will have such evil thoughts in your heart, you are kind-hearted and even the enlightened beast you can't bear to let the teacher take his life, how can you attack the Snow Feather Fairy, it must not be your intention, right!

Do you know that the master owes Xue Yuxian a life, and now that she is asking for the master's life, she will not hesitate to return it to her, do you understand!

A little starlight is sprinkled in the farthest corner of the Phantom Sword Pavilion in this purple auspiciousness, sprinkled in the small courtyard of the sycamore flower that is the most prosperous, thick and bewitching in the world, it is quiet and terrible here, there is not even a trace of candlelight, only the purple flowers emit a purple-red light, and the people under the tree have long hair and high bundles. The red wedding dress did not exude a little warmth, the cold and arrogant eyes seemed to have no focus, the dark eyes were full of remorse, the black hair was scattered on both shoulders, and the crown of the hair emitted a faint blue light. The handsome one had to make people secretly marvel, and there was a cold aura around him. It makes people feel cold as frost from afar.

I don't know when, he doesn't feel lonely, he is not afraid of the lonely and cold night, because when he opens the window, he can see the petite figure on the opposite side who always likes to talk to himself, jumping in the candlelight, dancing to the plane tree, chattering to himself, chattering to the enlightened beast that is blind in one eye, talking to the enlightened beast that is blind in one eye, doing strange movements, and inexplicable things, practicing without care, learning the mind can not remember, remembering this sentence and forgetting that sentence, I really can't stand to see her so stupid, so I have to use the myelin cleansing pill that I regard as a treasure, in half of the degree of cultivation for her qualifications, so that she can never forget, but she said: Suddenly had an epiphany! Let him cry and laugh.

At that time, the Snow Feather Immortal fell like a deep sea cold spring, and he said such heartless words in a hurry, was he too persistent, too much?

He saw the tears in her eyes, the tears that endured the spinning but did not shed, were clearly grievances, which made him feel a pain in his heart, and he didn't understand why she had tears of grievance, and she was so stubborn. He immediately regretted what he had said: Where to go back and forth! Think about it, the eighth sister shouldn't bother with him! It's still important to save Xue Yuxian, I don't know if she really listened to it in her heart, and disappeared without leaving a trace. After letting him return, he opened the unique mental method of the demon world every night, lost his trace to find her figure, and did not hesitate to consume his years of cultivation, but he still couldn't find her, where did you go, eighth sister.

Tonight I feel that her breath is so close, like she was by her side at that time, familiar, lively, happy when the sky falls, she still keeps smiling, so close but still can't find it.

At that time, Xue Yu Xian's life was dying, so she had to go up to Tianshan Mountain to collect the drop of nectar of Snow Lotus and Morning Sun, and it would take three months to collect the drop of nectar every day, and when she left, she used the life continuation pill to renew the life of Xue Yu Xian, she said weakly and tearfully that she wanted to marry him before she died, and the only request that was about to die was not accepted. Her life hangs by a thread, she has paid so much for herself, how can she repay what she owes, and now she is still her favorite apprentice who pushed her down the deep sea cold spring, this account can only be paid by herself, so she nodded and agreed, and asked her to marry her when he came back from the Tianshan Mountains, her weak smile, like the motivation to get great support to live, and her eyes shone with vitality.

I wanted to come back to the eighth sister before going to the Tianshan Mountains and tell the eighth sister that the master was anxious and didn't really drive her away, but I saw that the girl was hiding in his study reading a book, and she didn't care, thinking that she didn't go to her heart, and when he returned, she was told that the eighth sister would leave without saying goodbye.

He searched the entire sycamore courtyard, not even a word or a half was left, and Tong Tong was nowhere to be seen, only this unseasonable flowering sycamore tree, which was also greatly startled by the heavy blooming flowers.

I don't know how the eighth sister cultivated this undefeated sycamore tree, but it disappeared without a trace, and she couldn't find any trace of her using the summoning technique of the demon world, whether she could escape or someone helped her avoid him, the eighth sister should not have such a strong spell, maybe there was someone else, or what danger she encountered, thinking that she was in danger, my heart chuckled.

released a post to the world, the reputation is a wedding post, but I think if the eighth sister sees it, she will come back and take a look!

But he was disappointed after all, he pushed away the toast at the wedding banquet, and came to this sycamore courtyard to wait quietly, the petite and familiar figure, with a childish coquettish voice never appeared, did he hurt her heart?

Emptiness is darkness, and the heart is empty. He felt as if the whole world had abandoned him. Loneliness, loneliness, and loss overwhelmed him.

A little fox eighth sister, how can she bring him such a feeling, Jun Qisang held on to the thick trunk of the sycamore tree, shook his head vigorously, and calmed himself with mental cultivation.

When he is upset, there is always her cup of frangipani tea with a faint fragrance in his heart, which can drive away his upset and calm him down.

"Master! Have a cup of tea! ”

"Eighth Sister ......"

Jun Qisang happily raised his hand to take the teacup, but reached into the boundless night, how could there be the shadow of the eighth sister, it was just an illusion of longing.

"Hehehe! Hallucination! "After five years of getting along day and night, I am used to being noisy and noisy by her side, and this boundless dark night is so lonely without her. He's not a gentleman who is cold and ruthless to everything. It was Jun Qisang, who occasionally smiled at a petite figure, and felt a sense of peace of mind when he saw her, but now he was driven away by himself, and he inadvertently touched his cheek, when will this happy smile come back.

Lonely, he shook his head lonely, dragging his steps away with what he felt extremely heavy, and just took a step to crush the flowers on the ground, so he had to fly away. This small courtyard where flowers bloom undefeated, leaving this terrible courtyard where he felt that he was not lonely once, but now he is lonely, the flowers behind him are scattered all over the ground, accumulating a thick layer, like a dream.

The eighth sister left the festive courtyard gate where the red candles were swaying and the red silk was scattered, and the pain in her heart was blackened to the Wutong courtyard.

The flowers in the small courtyard are still the heavy waiting of that day, layer upon layer, wave after wave, gently swaying with the wind, as if welcoming her return.

But the falling thick layer, the falling flowers made the eighth sister feel distressed, and the flowers that fell to the ground were also the sadness of longing.

"Hello guys! The eighth sister is back to see you. ”