Li Jiu is more than 3,000 miles a day, and the bright red and high altitude of the whole body fly by.

It flew for four days.

A glacial lake of blue butterflies, passing through countless flowers from the woods, fragrant grass.

After passing through the thorns, several heavy mountains, several dangerous rivers and rotten beach rice fields.

Finally, the butterfly landed on a tender green tea leaf, stopped its vibrating wings, and enjoyed the quiet and leisurely time.

I also listened to the sad girl here.

"Master, isn't the master of the door coming?"

Donghuan sat on a small rock, and there was a small wooden rattan basket with half filled tea leaves next to his feet, and sighed and said, "If you don't come, let's go back, Miss She's over there."

Donghuan stopped halfway through speaking, there must be a lot of caring maids around Miss, maybe there is a lot less of her, but she still misses Miss.

If only I could be by Miss's side.

Yan Tai seemed to be infected by Donghuan's emotions, and he also became sad.

Although he hadn't seen Nie Soul with his own eyes, in his impression, Nie Soul would never be late.

Meetings will not be postponed.

Now it's been three days since the time I said before, why hasn't the door master come back yet?

After all, he is a generation older than Donghuan, so even if he is worried, he will not show it too obviously.

"Wait a minute, there must be something delaying the door master. Aren't you going to bring back some bloody tea for your young lady?

You have only picked half a basket after a long time, so hurry up and pick more while the master allows. ”

I don't know what blessings Donghuan has cultivated, but he was taken by the ancestor, and he can personally pick tea for the master of the Nie Soul Sect and bring some back by himself.

Donghuan looked at the tea leaves that were not yet half a basket, and his heart suddenly burned, as if he had been lit on fire, and he had the confidence to fight with the tea.

Standing up and carrying a basket on his shoulder, he blended into the large tea trees again.

The ice-blue butterfly was startled by the movement of the winter ring and flew to another tea leaf, only to be caught by a white-bearded old man wearing a gray hanging robe.

The old man felt the flutter of the butterfly's scorching life, and opened his hand to release the butterfly in the endless tea garden.

The butterfly flew around, and finally flew to the old man's shoulder and stopped.

At this time, a woman in a white robe walked in front of five men, and these people, the men's appearance was extraordinary, and they all had their own styles, and they were all considered to be at the top of the beautiful men's level.

The only woman is as beautiful as a fairy, but she is cold and arrogant in her bones and is not close to people.

When the old man saw these people coming, he immediately released the butterfly in front of them.

A man wearing a white python robe, with a dark and black hooked thunder silver belt tied around his waist, and a folding fan with jet-black hair, gently cocked an orchid finger at the moment when the butterfly flew over.

The butterfly flew on his fingertips, and the pair of clear and bright eyes stared at the butterfly without blinking, and immediately smiled.

When laughing, there are three points of women's delicate beauty and seven points of men's hearty beauty.

"It looks like the master is coming back." As soon as the man's words stopped, everyone knew it when they saw the butterflies flying.

Yan Tai saw that the person came and hurriedly went over to salute, and first bowed to the white python-robed man who pointed at the orchid, "Dongya Lord, Wanfu Jin'an, glory and luxury." ”

Then he saluted the old man in gray, "The Lord of the Tomb of the Dead, ten thousand blessings and peace, glory and luxury." ”

Finally, he saluted the woman in white and the other four men, "The White Impermanence Lord, the Black Impermanence Lord, the Southern Desert Lord, the Western Absolute Lord, and the Northern Yan Lord, all blessings and gold, and glory." ”

These are all several lords of the Blood Dragon Gate, Tomb of Death, Black Impermanence, White Impermanence, Southern Desert, Western Jue, Beiyan, Dongya, and three are Chasing Smoke, Ghost Phoenix and Flower Ruthless.

Most of the Venerable Lords of the Blood Dragon Gate are men, and there are only two women, and that is Bai Wuchang and Chasing Yan.

And all of these lords, except for the dead tombs, are relatively young sons.

Their personalities also have their own merits, and they are in charge of different things of different sizes in the Blood Dragon Gate, and when the door master Nie Soul is not there, they are equivalent to the heads of the sect, and they are the most powerful.

Therefore it is not permissible to see them as if they were the master of the door.

The Dead Tomb ignored Yan Tai, and Dongya was even more arrogant to stand aside, playing with the blue butterfly of the ice lake that Murong Xue tilted.

Only Nan Mo nodded symbolically and stepped aside.

This big tea garden is called Thousand Tea Garden, and the tea garden occupies one-third of the area of the entire Fog Palace, and most of the tea varieties are cultivated by Murong Xuetian himself, and they are all top-level good teas that are rare in time.

Most of the tea leaves picked from the Thousand Tea Gardens are sold to the Imperial Palace or famous families, and they are also one of the main sources of funding for the Blood Dragon Gate.

Not long after Donghuan picked in the tea garden, she saw that the Venerable Masters were still there, and those Venerable Master had brought her to know her, so she remembered them too.

It's just that they don't know that Donghuan is Murong Xuetian's maid yet, and Bai Wuchang saw Donghuan looking at them, beckoned to her, and asked her to come to them.

Donghuan was naturally obedient, came to them with a basket, and then respectfully and politely performed the exclusive etiquette of the Blood Dragon Gate to them.

Yan Tai saw that his apprentice was so polite and did not procrastinate, and nodded happily in his heart.

Bai Wuchang saw the basket that was almost full of Donghuan, sighed and said: "The ghost phoenix is really true, why do you want a little girl to come to such a big tea garden to pick tea leaves, obviously there are tea slaves who don't need it, I think she is careful."

As soon as Bai Wuchang finished speaking, the atmosphere changed significantly.

Who in this Blood Dragon Gate doesn't know that Bai Wuchang and Ghost Phoenix are a pair of enemies, and they are not very harmonious openly and secretly, and now Bai Wuchang is even more bold to count down Ghost Phoenix.

No one came out to stop it, only Donghuan, who had just stepped into the Blood Dragon Gate, did not figure out the current situation.

Dong Huan waved his hand, "Lord Bai, it's not like this, the Taishi Ancestor just saw that I just came here so he wants to train me, so that he can better serve the master of the door in the future." As he spoke, Donghuan's face flushed slightly.

The others didn't speak, but Yan Tai was anxious about this apprentice, how could she be stupid!

I really don't know how to look at people's faces and do things! He felt that it was a wrong choice to bring her out.

But in spite of this, how many lords speak, where does he interject?

What's more, they are still discussing their own ancestors, and it is obvious that it is themselves who suffer from their theories.

Bai Wuchang glanced at Donghuan with disdain, and said, "Serving the door master? I don't think you have this opportunity, let's see how you were killed by your Taishi Ancestor!"

The woman in white didn't say anything more, just glanced at the ice-blue butterfly lightly and walked towards where she had come.

Halfway through, she stopped and threw a word at Donghuan.

"The master of the door will come back tonight, and he will summon us tomorrow, you remember to offer tea to the master of the door."

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