Chapter 77: Farewell to Falling Flower City

The two of them and the fox returned to the top of the mountain again.

Seeing the bright lights in the hall, Baozhu came back to his senses from the excitement of visiting the huge treasure and thought that it was time to get down to business.

Life is always separated, isn't it?

"Hmm...... Boss Hua, I want to take a long vacation......"

"Oh, what are you asking for?" Hua Wuxin sighed in her heart, has it finally come to this day?

"I ...... I'm going home. "Back to Qingxi Village.

"When are you going to go back?" Hua Wuxin narrowed her eyes, not wanting her to see the loss that flashed in her eyes,

"In a day or two...... "I don't really want to leave, I actually want to stay."

"Oh, what's the matter? Isn't it just going home? When you're done, come to Luohua City to find me, the door of Ruyixuan will always be open for you!"

Hua Wuxin raised her good-looking eyebrows, and suddenly raised her voice and said, as if she wanted to break the oppressive atmosphere.

"And me, I'm still me, I'm waiting for you to come back!" the little fox shouted as she squeezed between the two, brushing her presence.

She crouched down and gently hugged the little fox's body.

The little fox squinted her slender eyes again in her arms: The little girl is comfortable in her arms, but it's a pity that she went back, and she can't hug me for a long time, right?

While thinking, he peeked at his master.

It's strange that this time the owner didn't drive it away from the little girl's arms. It's just that the master's eyes are so melancholy when he looks at the little girl at this time......

Baozhu hugged the little fox for a while, and finally stood up again.

She was curious as she looked at Hua Wuxin facing her outstretched arms.

"I want to hug ...... too"

At this moment, he is like a child begging for a hug from his parents, which is impossible to refuse.

She walked up to him and hugged him.

He immediately folded his outstretched arms and hugged them back.

"Xiaozhu'er, don't forget to spend your ...... wherever you go"

Hearing this, she only felt that her eyes were sour.

"Remember, I'll always be your flower boss......"

Hua Wuxin continued to murmur the second sentence in her ear, and she only felt that her sour eyes became warm again.

"You still owe the boss money, so remember to come back and pay it back to me. The third sentence of the flower is unintentional.

Boss Hua, I seriously doubt that all your wealth was cheated by you!

The tears finally slipped down uncontrollably.

She hugged him and hummed softly.

......

In the middle of the night, I returned to the backyard of Ruyixuan from Dongshan.

Sitting at the stone table, she looked at the house and tile, grass and trees in the backyard, and her heart was full of reluctance.

Before I knew it, it had been ten months since I came to Luohua City......

This time, he may finally complete the task of crossing over, and he will return to reality.

Is it possible for me to come back here?

Is all this virtual or real?

Hua Boss and Little Fox, as well as Lu Yunchu, all of this, if it is virtual, why does it make her reluctant?

I thought about it a lot, but I couldn't figure it out.

With a light sigh, his eyes touched the pear blossom tree in the corner of the courtyard. Under the tree, there were two jars of drunken cherry blossoms that she brewed herself, and they were dug up on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

I remember being very drunk.

When I think of drunk cherry blossoms, I remember that before I was drunk that night, I promised to brew a few jars for Hua Laoduo.

It's a pity that before the cherry blossoms bloom again, the main material of the drunken cherry blossoms is not yet available......

Thinking of this, she hurriedly returned to her room, picked up a pen and paper, and wrote down the process of making drunken cherry blossoms.

If you can't brew drunk cherry blossoms by yourself again, then wait for dawn and hand over this recipe to the shopkeeper Qin. When the cherry blossoms bloom again in two months, he can collect the main ingredients and make the drunken cherry blossoms.

When the recipe was almost finished, she only felt a fire in the right sleeve pocket, but although the flame was burning, it did not hurt her dress.

She was shocked!

Since leaving Qingxi Village, she has only put one thing in her right sleeve pocket. That was the spell that Bai Yu gave her before she left Qingxi Village.

Bai Yu told her that she and him had this kind of spell one by one, and if it ignited one day, something must have happened to the other party.

Something happened to Bai Yu!

Although Bai Yu has not practiced the exercises of the Marfa Continent, as a descendant of the Heavenly Gods, he has spiritual power to protect his body, although his spiritual power is thin, his spiritual power is enough to resist the first-class masters of the Marfa Continent.

Someone must have attacked Qingxi Village! What happened to Bai Yu? What happened to Qingxi Village?

She didn't have time to think about it, so she quickly threw down the pen in her hand and walked out of the room.

In the darkness of the night, she hurriedly looked in the direction of Dongshan again.

Dongshan looms in the night, and it is not real......

After a glance, he lowered his head and cast a spell, and disappeared in an instant.

......

On the top of the east mountain, a man and a fox stand in the dark night.

Watching the pink figure disappear into the night from afar, Hua Wuxin sighed lightly.

"Master, will the little girl come back?"

The little fox tilted her head back and looked at him.

"Maybe, maybe not!"

Hua Wuxin hung the corners of her mouth, unsure to answer the little fox's question.

Later, he said softly: "Maybe the next time she comes back, she will not be the same person she is now." ”

The little fox looked at him as if he didn't understand, and he only felt that the master was so deep today, and his speech was so profound......

Woo woo! little girl, you better come back early, you're not here, who will hug the little fox?

Before the sadness was finished, I only felt that my body was kicked in disgust: "How many times have you said it, don't be next to me when you lose your hair!"

The little fox looked at the melancholy and irritable master, and walked silently back to the temple with his tail between his legs.

Fortunately, spring is coming, and it will soon be no longer shedding......

Outside the hall, the figure of the red flower on a white background has been standing in the dark night, staring at the direction of the backyard of Ruyixuan from afar.

His figure looked so lonely, yet so empty.

A moment later, he teleported to the backyard of Ruyi Xuan.

In the courtyard, her breath is still left, but unfortunately the person is gone......

He sighed, and sat down at the stone table, as if it had been many nights in the past, and she still sat across from him, and he tried to trap her, and she did everything she could to protest.

After sitting for a while, he got up and walked into her room.

But she saw that there was pen and paper on the table, and the ink on the paper had not yet dried, apparently she had just written it before leaving.

A parting letter?

Curious, he picked up the paper and read it carefully, only to find out that it was the method of making drunken cherry blossoms......

She even remembered the promise she made to him on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. He took the letter and smiled dumbly, but he smiled so bitterly.

In fact, drunk cherry blossoms are not good wine for him who has tasted countless wines. As a flower and fruit wine, it is a little sour and a little astringent.

It's just that he felt that the altar he drank that night was the best wine in his life.

It's just because she brewed it herself!

Will there be another chance to drink the drunken cherry blossoms she brewed?

He folded the recipe carefully and put it in his sleeve pocket like a baby.

Walking into the backyard again, he muttered to the sky southeast of Falling Flower City:

"Xiao Zhu'er, are you ready for this bloody storm in the Marfa Continent?"

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