Deeper and heavier, there are always people who have not slebered.

Bamboo words stand gently in the bamboo forest, pieces of bamboo leaves flying, dyed with withered yellow, the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves lingers on the tip of the nose, the fallen leaves all over the ground move with the wind, the figure is Xiaoxiao, where is desolate.

"You haven't slept yet?" A scattered voice sounded behind him.

Danhua wore a red fox fur, wrapped around his thin body, and the fox fur hat half covered his face, covering the color of the city.

"Why are you here?" Zhu Yan turned to look at Danhua, even in the night, the woman's appearance still did not lose a bit.

"I have something on my mind, but I can't sleep." Danhua smiled faintly, took off the cloak and hat, and slowly revealed her face, she handed a copper wire box in her hand to Zhu Yan, the faint metallic light was gentle and soft: "Promise your head oil." ”

Zhu Yan stretched out his hand to take it, felt the residual temperature on the box, silently put it into his sleeve, and then said as if he was emotional: "What you make is always the best." "She hadn't used it in a long time

She looked at Danhua's crystal clear eyes, and suddenly said, "All these years, are you okay?" ”

Danhua was stunned for a moment and smiled, this was the first time that Zhu Yan took the initiative to care about her physical condition, and Zhu Yan had never been so close to people in the past.

She gave it all to her peony oil, and replied nonchalantly, "Very good." Everywhere is good. ”

"Over the years, I have traveled to a lot of places that I have never seen before, met many people, and unexpectedly made a lot of money, and I have collected almost all kinds of peony varieties." Danhua said, as if remembering something happy, his eyes were bright: "I think that even if I die now, I have no regrets." ”

Zhu Yan's heart shrank, what kind of blow could make such a Danhua say his death without feeling.

"What about you?" Danhua asked suddenly, the woman's eyes were shining under the moonlight, as if she could see through her: "Qingcheng Sect Master, do you want to be it?" ”

"There's nothing you don't want to think about." Zhu Yan avoided the woman's eyes, looked at the white and flawless moon, the moon on the Guanghan Palace, where the words were desolate, a rare arrogance appeared on her, her body was like a bamboo, and said to Danhua:

"I only know that I was born destined to become the Sect Master of Qingcheng."

"Hmm. That's good too. The autumn wind was bleak, Danhua couldn't help coughing, put on the fox fur's hat to cover the cool breeze, and said goodbye to Zhuyan: "I should go too." ”

As he spoke, he slowly moved his steps, wiping the corners of his lips with the ice handkerchief in his hand, covering up a touch of blood.

Zhu Yan suddenly grabbed the corner of Danhua's clothes: "I'll send you." ”

For so many years, I have never done my best to Danhua once, and it's time to do it once.

Maybe...... There will be no goodbye next time. Zhu Yan felt that the vitality on the girl's body was like a dead tree, maybe now her weak body could only hold on to the only little aura.

"Okay. It's rare that you can send me once. Danhua chuckled and casually tucked the ice handkerchief into his sleeve.

The two of them walked out of the bamboo forest and walked out of the back garden, at this time the characters in the sect were attending the bonfire dinner, the elders were in a meeting, and only a few yuan babies were guarding, and they soon arrived at Danhua's residence in the Qingcheng Sect, which was a separate courtyard, exquisite and small.

After Danhua said goodbye to Zhuyan, he was about to walk in, but the attendants inside heard the movement and hurriedly opened the door to help Danhua.

Looking at the figure of the girl who was about to die, I felt in a trance that it shouldn't be like this. Zhu Yan couldn't help but ask: "Do you regret it?" ”

Obviously, you don't have to do this, but you didn't want to do it at the beginning.

"They have righteousness in their hearts, and I ...... Only friends. Danhua turned his back to Zhu Yan and smiled lightly, he explained it this way at the beginning, and he still explains it like this now. Danhua walked into the corridor inside the door, as if he remembered something, and said, "Zhuyan, don't let me look down on you." ”

Zhuyan trembled slightly, she hid the shock in her eyes, watching the girl disappear across the corridor, and her heart was inexplicably cooler than the moonlight.

She returned to her room in a trance, missing the elders' meeting today.

The light gauze passed through the window lattice, and after the layers of cyan veil, it was a small sandalwood bed she had built herself, the bed was hard, without the slightest ornament, she turned over the bedding, and a large sandalwood board came into view.

She took apart the sandalwood board, and there was a dark compartment inside.

She couldn't help but open the dark grid, which was wrapped in silk, and she slowly uncovered the silk cloth, and it was a round jade jue.

The jade color is clear, it is the best ice jade, and it is carved with exquisite and natural craftsmanship with cold plums, which is more bright and soft under the moonlight.

"May." Zhu Yan said softly, this is her milk name.

Her mother loved plum blossoms before her ascension, and the garden was full of red plums she planted, so when she was born, she named her plum.

This is her mother's former residence, and now it is her boudoir, and the plum blossoms outside have long been shoveled by her and replaced with bamboo forests.

When I was a child, I always had a grudge against my mother, and I didn't want to get close to things related to my mother.

When I grew up, I missed my mother, thinking that one day I would definitely receive a letter from my mother in the heavenly realm.

Zhu Yan remembered that he had experienced a calamity in public during the day, his breath was dying and no one came to save him, and when the thunder tribulation was about to be split, a touch of immortal aura appeared in a trance.

Like a dream, the cold fairy in white saved her.

"Who are you?" She asked.

"Zhuoqing Immortal Monarch's disciple, Luomei." The voice of the cold fairy is like an ice spring, clear and moving.

"Zhuoqing ......," she shouted excitedly, "That's Mother." She asked you to save me, didn't she? ”

"The Immortal Monarch has escaped from the mortal world and has no mortal children, but the Immortal Monarch wants me to save you." The fairy said slowly.

"Mother, is she okay?" Zhu Yan's wounds were scorched by the thunderstorm, and unlike the fairy in front of her, she didn't care about her own embarrassment at all, and asked eagerly.

The fairy seemed to be dissatisfied and frowned, but he didn't say much: "The fairy monarch is very good." ”

"That's good, does she have a ......" mention of me? Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the fairy.

"Xianjun wants a flower from the other side." She said bluntly, looking through the clouds at the withered shore in the garden of the Qingcheng Sect.

The purpose is clear.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Yan gave it out in a daze.

When she came to her senses, she had already been baptized by thunder and was on the altar.

Thinking about it now, Zhu Yan thought about it very carefully.

The fairy didn't seem to want to be infected with mortal karma, so she saved her life and exchanged it with the other side flower.

She clenched the jade pendant in her hand, and kept thinking about what had happened in a trance, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had made a mistake.

Recuperation ...... She shouldn't have come back at this time.

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When I woke up, it was already noon, and Gusu Duyun was no longer around.

After she finished washing, she saw Gu Su Duyun busy in the kitchen, which was the aroma of her favorite chestnut roast chicken.

Yang Xi hurriedly jumped downstairs, rushed directly into the kitchen, and hugged it happily after seeing the plate of roast chicken next to Gusu Duyun, and then ignored Gusu Duyun who was full of oil smoke on the side, and went directly to the restaurant to eat.

After a while, Yang Xi came to the kitchen again, filled a large bowl of rice, and continued to slip away.

Gusu Duyun: "......" raises a small rest, and it is getting more and more promising.

Today, in addition to chestnut roast chicken, I also made shredded green pepper meat that I liked.

Serving the food into the restaurant, Yang Xiaoxi was still nibbling on the chicken legs.

Yang Xi looked at Gu Su Duyun and glanced at her with strange eyes, and served the shredded green pepper meat.

She consciously grabbed a pair of chopsticks, and then went to the kitchen to serve rice to Gusu Duyun.

She felt she had to do something to express that she wasn't just a food-only ornament.

After the meal, Gu Su Duyun wiped her lips, then took out a wet handkerchief and wiped her mouth for Yang Xi, and then dragged Yang Xi into the room on the second floor.

"Let's take a look." Gusu Duyun said inexplicably, with a hint of gnashing of teeth in her clear voice.

Yang Xi looked at Gu Su Duyun with a disgusted look on his face inexplicably.

Then as soon as I saw the appearance in the mirror, I suddenly exploded: "Why am I like this?" ”

I saw myself in the mirror explode, almost becoming a hairy animal, messy and curly.

Her hair has always been black and straight, but it's curly?

Rolled up......

Finish......

She looked at Gusu Duyun suspiciously, and felt that it was impossible for this sullen slut to do such a thing.

That could only be her own sleep?

When was her sleeping position so unreasonable.

"Gusu ......" in an almost coquettish tone, Yang Xi inserted her five fingers into her hair, and the tearing feeling made her feel extremely distressed.

She doesn't know how many years of her hair!

Gusu Duyun helplessly pointed to the wooden box in front of the dressing mirror: "Give me the comb." ”

For the structure here, Gusu Duyun is more familiar with a big man than Yangxi.

Yang Xi happily handed over the comb, as if he had no teacher, his little face went up, and he kissed Gu Su Duyun's handsome face.

Gusu Duyun seemed to be dissatisfied: "Not enough." ”

Yang Xi kissed again, this time on the lips, human beings always like this kind of activity, and Yang Xi has long seen through it.

Gusu Duyun directly sealed her lips, and for a while, the girl tilted her head, and the man leaned over, extremely intimate.

After kissing enough, Gusu Duyun picked up the girl's long cloud-like hair and gently combed it through with a comb.

I was bored, so I simply picked up my hair and rolled it on my hand.

Her long hair has long since reached her waist, her hair is black and shiny, and she is slightly red, which is the most orthodox black hair system, which has always made her extremely proud.

"Gusu, I helped you undress yesterday and covered the quilt!" Yang Xi said to the busy man.

A tone of waiting for compliments.

"Well, I slept well yesterday, and thank you for taking care of Xiaoxi!" Gu Su Duyun said directly to the girl's thoughts, Even if the girl kicked him countless times last night in an indecent sleeping position, he didn't sleep at all.

"yes, I'm not smart." Yang Xi looked at himself in the mirror, his face was like a peeled eggshell, smooth and white and delicate.

She supported her face with her hands, saw the handsome man behind her who was not like a mortal, and asked, "Gusu, do you think you are good-looking or am I good-looking?" ”

I don't know why, she thinks Gusu is countless times better looking than her!

"Naturally, you're good-looking." Gusu Duyun thought silently: Can men and women be compared? However, he has a small family, so he naturally looks good everywhere.

Getting the answer he wanted, Yang Xi felt his tail cocked.

She watched Gusu Duyun slowly comb through the dead knots between her hair, and added by the way: "Gusu, you have to change your hairstyle." ”

"What?" Gu Su Duyun asked.

"The newly bought book in your study has it, it seems to be called a lazy makeup bun?" Yang Xi thought, that hair is fluffy and fluffy, and it looks soft, she likes it.