Outside the Haitian Realm, Ce Pingge and Qiao Ling slowly closed their eyes, they were all thinking about the same memory, and at the same time, this memory also passed into Chen Changxiao's mind.

In Yuelai Prefecture in the northern region of the Celestial Empire, the terrain here is dominated by mountains, looking down from the top, rolling and undulating, the height is different, the mountains and forests are dense, the birds are endless, the white clouds are thousands of miles, the sunshine is soft, the three-thousand-foot waterfall goes down to the mountain, the sound is sighing, the eight-hundred-mile mountain range is winding upward, such as kicking the fairy peak. The secret town houses are lined up on the mountainside, the water flows in front of the house, and the small bridge stands on the threshold, and the whole looks like a beautiful picture of heaven and earth.

In such a beautiful place, several towering mountain peaks stand in the world no man's land, the main mountain peak faces north, there is a six-zhang high stone pillar on the left and right such as the sword mountain, each stone pillar is written with three big characters of "Meilan Zong", there is an iron chain bridge connection between the mountain. And at this moment, there are two young boys and girls chasing me and playing happily between the bridges, the boy looks about twelve years old, wearing a blue and white robe, embroidered with a beautiful red peach blossom on both sides of the collar, the girl is slightly older, full of sixteen years old, green and white skirt, a red flower head hosta at the hair is particularly conspicuous.

"Senior sister, come and arrest me!"

The young man looked behind while running, there was a bit of a hippie smile on his immature and handsome face, the girl was a little angry and chased after her, only to see her stretch out her fingers like jade, pointing to ten meters in front of her, frowning faintly, her voice was like a clear spring hitting a stone, crisp and good, and she opened her mouth and shouted:

"Stinky Pingge, stop for Senior Sister Ben, or tell Master tonight, it's good to have you!"

Ce Pingge ran ahead, pulled down his eyelids with both hands, and made a grimace, not afraid of his senior sister's complaint at all.

In the middle of the sound, the young man was about to walk towards the flat ground at the head of the bridge, and Senior Sister Qiao Ling behind him suddenly slipped under his feet, this chain bridge is empty except for two iron chain handrails, and under the bridge is a bottomless valley, every disciple needs to be careful when passing through this bridge, although he is not afraid of these by virtue of his own cultivation, but everything is safe, not to mention that this is going to fall, maybe the bones will not be found.

"Ahh

Qiao Ling shouted, Ce Pingge immediately turned around, and the girl's figure slipped and fell in his eyes, and her body fell under the bridge.

"Senior sister!"

Without saying a word, he quickened his pace and stepped forward quickly, the girl was frightened, closed her eyes tightly, and when she thought she was about to fall, a hand smaller than herself pulled her very strongly.

Ce Pingge's brows were furrowed, one eye was open and the other was closed, he grinned for a while, and said in a loud voice: "Senior sister, you are so heavy, you usually eat more than me!"

When the girl heard this, her frightened psychology seemed to disappear at once, and she shouted: "Stinky Pingge, you are a picky eater! Senior sister, I am just not wasting food, how can I be like you!"

The young man didn't talk back to her, he pulled her up, and the two stood face to face on the narrow bridge, each leaning on one side of the handrail, at this time, the twelve-year-old Ce Pingge was half a head shorter than the sixteen-year-old senior sister, although the latter was not very old, the whole person looked a little tall, the big eyes of the water spirit were like two bright stars in the night sky, and the blink was moving, and the upper and lower lips that seemed to be blown and broken were like freshly grown cherries, crystal clear.

Ce Pingge raised his head to look at her, his eyes slowly went down, looking at Qiao Ling's undulating breasts under his clothes, and subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

A flush suddenly appeared on the senior sister's cheeks, and she did not hesitate to pick up her fist and knock it on the junior brother's head.

Ce Pingge groaned, covered her head, and the senior sister was still angry, and hit one after another, until she chased to the stone table in the open space at the bridgehead.

Qiao Ling saw that he didn't fight back, so she simply stopped fighting, put her hands behind her waist, glanced to the side with her aura eyes, and said angrily: "Silly Pingge, don't fight back! You must be a scared wife Pingge in the future!"

Seeing that she didn't fight, Cepingge rubbed the sore spot, and said with a look of grievance: "If you fight back, you may be beaten even worse." ”

Hearing this, Qiao Ling covered her mouth and laughed, her brows were crooked like a crescent moon, Ceping Ge saw this, laughed along, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, then I will take my senior sister as my wife in the future, so that no one will say that I am afraid of my wife, I am afraid of my senior sister!"

After saying that, Qiao Ling stopped smiling, her face flushed a little more, but her heart warmed.

When the two were about to say more, a white-clothed figure suddenly appeared on the opposite side, with white hair combed straight and a few white whiskers fluttering in the breeze, looking very fairy-like. I only heard him raise his voice and say a little seriously: "Qiao Ling, Pingge, Hugh is messing around." Hurry back!"

When the two saw that it was the master, they didn't dare to say much, so they said yes, hurried to his side, and left with him.

At night, the two sat side by side in front of the mountain compound, and at this moment the moonlight was like a wash, swaying on the surface of the mountain, like a thin white veil.

Qiao Ling

Lowering his head, his fingertips skillfully crossed the strings of the wooden zither in front of him, Ceping Ge struck the strings of the other half of the wooden zither with his fingers, and together with his senior sister, the ensemble sounded, a moment of pitch, such as a hundred lings ding, a thousand birds singing, a moment of low pitch, such as a river rolling, all things in the clouds, and then the high and low combined, such as fairy music ethereal, such as the vast vast joy!

After the performance, the two of them looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction.

"Senior sister, my skill can be regarded as a genius?"

"Cut, if it weren't for me, you wizard would be a waste!"

“......”

After a few idle words, the two played another tune.

After a long time, the master stood in front of the courtyard and frowned at the two apprentices, who were sometimes making a fuss and sometimes being serious, and there was a little complexity in his heart.

Two years have passed in a blink of an eye, Qiao Ling has reached the age of eighteen, and she is already an adult, at this moment she is standing in front of the main hall of the Meilan Sect Master, and the one who is sitting down in front of her is the Meilan Sect Master, Qiao Xiao, his father. On the left and right are the elders of the sect and the elders from other sects.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a dark blue delicate robe and a young man dressed in the same clothes were standing beside her.

I saw the middle-aged man in blue clothes, took out a belief, a disciple took it, passed it to the sect master, and listened to him: "Sect Master Qiao, my Qingshan Sect has been friends with your sect for a hundred years, and this is the marriage covenant made by you and me sixteen years ago. ”

When Qiao Xiao heard this, he immediately smiled, and then said, "Haha, I'm still waiting for Brother Yang Feng to come, please take a seat!"

After a few breaths, the Qingshan Sect Master sat on one side of his own elder, while Qiao Ling sat on the other side, looking at the handsome man who was about twenty years old next to Yang Feng, who smiled faintly and was very polite.

She turned her head unceremoniously, he knew that the person in front of him was the son of the sect master of the Qingshan Sect, Yang Yun.

Sixteen years ago, the two previous suzerains saw that they had a very good relationship, and some unavoidable things, so they simply made this marriage contract, at the beginning of the two current suzerains were still a little resistant, and after a few years, the two sons gradually grew up, one was born handsome and talented, and the other was a beautiful woman. The people of the two sects seemed to be a perfect match, and they both said that the old sect master had far-reaching vision. As a result, Qiao Xiao and Yang Feng also changed from resistance to great anticipation, and now it happened to be Qiao Ling turned eighteen years old not long ago, and Sect Master Yang came to propose marriage at this time.