Shadow Gate

"The master of the door has not yet left the customs, please go back."

Sima Yuchen stood in the center of the hall and looked at the man in front of him and said without humility or arrogance.

"My junior sister is seriously ill, and I asked Sima Protector to tell Bei Chongrin for me that I took this snake spirit fruit first."

He soared into the air, only to encounter a huge barrier in mid-air, and blue-gray fluctuations rippled through the hall.

"Don't be delusional, this snake spirit fruit is only for the master of the Mo Sect alone, and Bei Chongrin will not allow you to take any of them."

"What if my business has something to do with Mo Fang?"

He stood under the snake spirit tree, and the voice was heard far, far away, and Bei Chongrin, who was in retreat in the back mountain, opened his eyes, and from beginning to end, he only cared about the name. "Mofang."

He put his hands on the water, looked at what was happening in the main hall, and tilted his head to look at the snake spirit fruit that was about to ripen.

"That's it, Sima, give it to him."

He removed the barrier, and the emerald green snake spirit fruit fell from the tree.

"I thought I was going to take it by force. Still, thank you. ”

"No, you owe me a favor."

"Okay."

He left the Moying Gate, and Sima Yuchen walked quickly to the back mountain.

"Chongrin, why are you?"

"He said it had something to do with her."

"You believe it?"

"I have only one thing in common with Qianyu."

"What?"

"There is only one person in a lifetime."

"I see."

He left the back mountain, and he didn't want to recall the disturbing chaos, and since he had sustenance around him, he didn't have to force himself to recall.

Burning Sword Peak

Purple bamboo forest

"Uncle, you're back. Today, Thirteen made you super delicious apricot blossom tea. ”

The woman in front of her wiped the slight sweat on her forehead, panting and holding a cup of fragrant tea. The tea is still steaming, but the apricot fragrance is real.

"This Moying Gate has already cut down all the apricot blossoms, where did this apricot blossom come from?"

"On my way out this morning, I passed by Luchen Peak, but I saw that some of the apricot trees on it had grown branches, and half of them were already open. So I went up and picked a few to make tea for my uncle. ”

"The apricot blossoms of Luchen Peak?"

"Yes, it was all cut off from the roots, but now they are all alive, it's amazing."

The little girl triumphantly showed off her morning discoveries.

"Is she, coming back?"

The man muttered to himself, looking at the apricot blossom forest of Luchen Peak from afar.

"Uncle is going to take a look?"

The little girl tugged at his sleeve and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

"No, some people will."

He picked up his tea and sniffed the familiar scent of apricot blossoms.

"You just said you were on your way out in the morning?"

The little girl's face changed, and she thought that it was over, and she said that she had leaked her mouth again, and this old man must have watched me practice every day.

"Uncle is tired, you must be very busy, I'll go back first."

"Not busy, let's talk."

"Eh, my stomach hurts."

"No, you don't hurt. Sit down. ”

"Hmm......"

"Where did you go this morning?"

"It's on the street."

"What are you doing on the streets?"

"Play."

"Where did you go?"

"Red Incense Pavilion."

"You, you are so bold, you actually disguised yourself as a man to go to the Qinglou? I really want to discipline you well for your master. ”

"Uncle, who is not a sage can do nothing, hasn't my uncle ever been to the Qinglou?"

"I ......"

Sima Yuchen was speechless for a while, he had not been to the Qinglou in his innocent life, saying that he had not been to the Qinglou, and that he had not been there seemed to be too unknowledgeable.

"Hahahaha, my uncle must have never been there, next time you go with me, Sister Zhuyu and I have a very good relationship, let's go and listen to her sing a little song together."

The little girl patted Sima Yuchen's back boldly, not noticing his blackened face at all.

"Want to have another time?"

He hated that iron was not made of steel, and looked at Ran Thirteen, and sighed in his heart that he was not strict with discipline.

"Come on, take a good look at the apprentice of the master of the front door, and without my permission, you are not allowed to step out of the purple bamboo forest at a step."

He shook his hand and left, but finished the pot of tea.

"Uncle, I was wrong, I don't dare, I won't mess around anymore."

She cried in the dark, and was finally finished by a bowl of freshly cooked chicken noodle soup.