Chapter 5: I'm Going Home

If you want to die, you want to die, and the most important thing at the moment is to get dressed.

At this moment, even if the sky falls, it can't stop her from getting dressed!

This is a set of all-white cardigan skirts inside and out, with no extra decoration, only some faint glittering dark lines, covered with long gowns, but not quite the same as the style of the mortal world, no belly pockets, two thickened bowl-shaped cloth pads on the profane clothes, and the shape of the tripping buttons on the outer clothes is also different. It will take some time for someone like Ziyue to learn how to wear it for the first time.

The man was very attentive, and he also put a note on each piece of clothing explaining how to wear it and the order in which it was dressed.

When did she write it? Hand speed is really good!

It wasn't until the clothes were sorted out that Ziyue got out of wanting to die. It's embarrassing, but at least it's still alive.

Every girl, even every person with normal values, regardless of gender, will be embarrassed, embarrassed and distracted when she has no clothes on, and she can stabilize her mind when she has clothes to cover her body.

This is one of the outward manifestations of human shame, and it is also the biggest difference between man and beast. Of course, exhibitionism and neurosis are not in this range, and personal hobbies and mental problems are more ruthless, shameless, and vexatious than love.

Ziyue didn't know where the kind-hearted person who provided her with clothes was, so she could only salute and raise her voice: "Thank you for your help, Ziyue is here to thank you." ”

"Little girl, have you packed up?" The gentle female voice came, and then a purple light flashed in front of her eyes, and a delicate figure appeared in front of Ziyue.

This is a woman in her early twenties, with willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, a cocked nose and a small mouth, and delicate facial features.

The woman's figure is like a weak willow supporting the wind, cowardly but with a sense of dignity and majesty. The seemingly weak facial features are actually capable, with such a strong woman attribute, but her temperament is not aggressive, but very gentle, and there is an ethereal and sacred feeling. The slender figure has the charm of a woman, and the holy and dusty temperament is intertwined, constituting a peculiar temperament, undoubtedly stunning.

She was wearing a beautiful palace dress, with spacious and flowing sleeves, a high-waisted corset, an auspicious cloud collar, a soft and flowing skirt, folded layer by layer, and it was impossible to see how big the skirt was once it was unfolded.

The whole body of the skirt is an elegant light purple, with purple and gold strange silk threads embroidered into large auspicious clouds and dark lines, distributed in the neckline, cuffs, skirt, etc., and there is no other decoration, but it is an unexpected perfect fit, as if one more trick is to add a snake to the painting, just right, beautiful to the extreme!

And the most amazing thing is that the auspicious cloud dark pattern flows like a real cloud.

Zi Yue remembered that on the clothes of the floating flower fairy who sent her to the sky, those petals were also spinning.

"Little girl, why are you here?" The woman touched Ziyue's long hair. The woman provided Ziyue with clothes but no hair accessories, Ziyue at the moment had hip-length waterfall hair hanging down behind her, silky and silky, as if the finest silk, and it felt really good.

The woman touched it again.

"If you go back to your nobles, the little woman doesn't know." Ziyue was a little uncomfortable with this kind of closeness, and stiffened slightly, and the woman couldn't help but touch her long hair again before reluctantly withdrawing her hand.

It's really nice to touch!

Ziyue told the woman her experience as it was. Since it was the Floating Flower Fairy who brought her here, the people here should also have something to do with the Floating Flower Fairy.

The woman's reaction also confirmed Ziyue's guess.

"Floating flowers? She's in trouble again? The woman raised her eyebrows, her tone was familiar, and her eyebrows were cold, "Fuhua is sloppy, but it won't be sloppy to this point." Is that Yingluo of yours still there? ”

Ziyue shook her head: "I didn't see it." ”

She's been stripped so cleanly and slippery, even if she does, there's no place to hide!

The woman frowned, raised her hand, raised her sleeves, and waved.

A subtle fluorescence flashed in the surrounding air, like countless fireflies circling and flying, flickering like streamers gathering in front of Zi Yue and the woman's eyes, and finally condensing into a broken pink Yingluo, which was the culprit who brought Zi Yue here.

However, the aggregation of fluorescence only lasted for a short moment, and the moment it was condensed, it shone like fireworks, exploded, and then annihilated. The shimmering pink points of light flowed by, as if entering a pink river of light, charming and dreamy.

The brilliance of the fireworks is only for a moment, and then it is completely gone, and even this woman can't let this Yingluo appear again.

The scene was beautiful, but the woman's eyebrows were faintly stormy.

Ziyue was vaguely flustered, she felt that the woman's anger should have something to do with her, but she didn't know whether it was good or bad.

The panic that flashed between Ziyue's eyebrows did not hide from the woman's eyes, and the woman softened her eyebrows and softened her tone: "Little girl, don't be afraid, this matter is not your fault, but Fuhua owes you a lot of favor this time." ”

Ziyue lowered her head, bit her lip, and shook her head: "I don't want the Floating Flower Fairy to owe me favors, I want to go home." ”

The woman did not answer.

Ziyue's lack of an answer made her even more flustered, and she raised her eyes to look at her, only to find that what was in the woman's eyes was sympathy and pity.

"Little girl, don't you feel it yourself, haven't you guessed where this is? This is what you call the fairy world, and you are now an immortal. ”

"Then I can't go home?" Ziyue was nervous and blurted out.

The woman shook her head sympathetically but cruelly and firmly: "Do you know what this place is? ”

Ziyue was already stunned by this fact, her face was full of eyes, and she was at a loss.

"This is the Immortal Washing Pool, you have experienced the polishing of the Immortal Washing Pool, and you have been reborn and faded into a mortal body to cultivate into an immortal body, which is not allowed in the mortal world."

The woman's words made Ziyue's eyes instantly flicker with ripples of water: "Why...... Why is this happening? ”

"Little girl, in fact, you should be glad that in addition to this specially opened up immortal washing pool, the moment you appear in any corner of the fairy world, you will be wiped out by the Heavenly Dao, and mortals will not be able to survive in the fairy world at all. Little girl, look away, at least you are still alive now, and you have become an immortal, such an accident may be a great opportunity for many mortals, right? The woman comforted.

"I ...... I don't want such a chance! I want to go home! Ziyue shook her head vigorously in frustration, and she could still vaguely see transparent water droplets thrown out, "Why can the Floating Flower Fairy go to the mortal world?" If she can go, why can't I go back? ”

"Immortals must have true immortal-level cultivation before they can travel to and from the immortal channel, so that they can resist the suppression and rejection of immortals in the entire mortal world, and in the short-term activities in the mortal world, the floating flower is the peak of the nine heavenly true immortals, how many years of old true immortals, little girl, if you want to go home, you must at least cultivate to the true immortals." The woman may be sympathetic to Ziyue's experience, or maybe her own personality is more kind, but she did not pursue Ziyue's gaffe, but patiently explained to Ziyue.

"Then, then I'll cultivate, my talent is very good!" Ziyue's eyes were teary, like a lost little animal.