Chapter 2: Peach Blossoms

Barren mountains and mountains

Lang Jun held the flower, his lips sneering.

Blood Begonia: With only such a person, Evergreen Gate, is there really no one available?

The words fell, the begonias added color, and they were delicate.

Suddenly, there was a storm on the ground, the sand was all over the sky, and the blood begonia held its breath and concentrated, and the blood whip on his waist was ready to go.

In an instant, the wind stopped, the sand fell, and a person in purple clothes and gold crowns stepped out with a fan in the yellow sand. One step at a time, one step at a time!

Qingming Night: In the next step of the lotus Qingming Night.

Blood Begonia stared silently, and the hand holding the whip was tightly clasped.

seemed to be aware of the killing opportunity in front of him, and smiled slightly on the night of the Ming Dynasty.

Qingming Night: I'm not here to kill you, I just want to ask Your Excellency for the art of begonia blooming.

Blood Begonia was silent.

Qingming Night: Why don't you believe it? Do you think I'm a kung fu person?

Blood Begonia stared at Qingming Night and looked up and down, and was shocked to find that this person didn't have any internal strength! The hand holding the whip relaxed slightly.

Qingming Night: Now you can teach me the art of blooming, right? Although you don't look at me as having no internal strength, but I'm smart! You should have heard of me, I am everyone in the capital who knows everything, a pair of ink treasures can be worth a thousand gold, a sachet can attract thousands of boys and girls, uncles and aunts, up to 80 years old, up to 8 years old......

Boom——!

There was a loud bang, and blue thunder fell from the sky.

Dazzling white light

One electricity

Split the top!

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry.

The sky cleared, and the billowing smoke gradually faded. The blood begonia that flashed in time waved away the choking smoke, and saw the Qingming night that was not in a hurry

The facial features can no longer be seen clearly, but he still maintains a coquettish smile, the tattered folding fan in his hand is still shaking slightly, and the thumb of the shoes inlaid with gold thread is still swinging in the wind, opening his mouth, and a wisp of smoke.

Qingming Night: The ...... The noble son of the Qing Dynasty gave birth to the lotus step by step......

Half of a silver tooth was lost.

Blood Begonia: ......

The blood begonia turned around and released the whip, and the begonia in his hand was put on his waist.

Qingming Night: Hey, don't go, Childe! Hero! Master!

A strand of hair falls to the top of the head.

Blood Begonia: In one step, Yellow Springs.

Zhijun: This brother, this son just wants to ask for a lesson or two, why are you so unkind.

Light blue clothes, hidden embroidered dragon pattern.

Blood Begonia didn't say a word, just stepped away.

Qingming Night: Hey, the master waits for me!

Holding the wind and clouds, Zhijun immediately swung his sword to dissolve, bowed his head, and the sword had three cracks.

Tonight: I'll go! Master! You must take me as an apprentice!

Zhijun: That person has evil spirits, don't chase him!

Qingming Night: What does evil have to do with me? I just want to learn his ability to bloom begonias, what does he have to do with evil? But thank you just now, brother, there will be a period later!

The words fell, and the people were gone.

Qianqiu Zhiye: Zhijun, you just said that you feel murderous in the forest, what's wrong?

Zhijun: It's okay, can the master know who in the martial arts can make the begonia bloom?

Qianqiu Zhiye: Begonia flowers bloom!

Bow your head, and the sword shatters.

Zhijun: This ......

Qianqiu Zhiye breathed a sigh of relief and patted the young man on the shoulder.

Qianqiu Zhiye: Jun'er, you remember, if you meet this person in the future, try to avoid it, this person is not something I can afford to offend. He only broke your sword, and he should not care.

Zhijun: Cultivating immortals and practicing the Tao is to eliminate violence and peace, this person is evil, and the begonias around his waist are even more demonic, what the master said, forgive Jun'er can not be echoed, if you meet this person, Jun'er will definitely do the way for heaven!

Qianqiu Zhiye: Jun'er!

[Peach Blossom Nunnery in Peach Blossom Dock, Peach Blossom Fairy in Peach Blossom Nunnery.]

The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees, and picked peach trees for wine money. 〕

Three thousand peach blossoms, three thousand wine money.

One person writes 3,000 texts, one word, one painting, one Qiankun.

Who knows what is going on in the book, and he doesn't laugh at the idiots.

Passerby A: Mr. Nine, have you begged for Mobao for March?

Poetry Sake: Please see.

A peach blossom, a wonderful pen flowers.

Passerby A: Okay!! this is 3,000 gold!

Poetry Sake: Please.

People leave.

Suddenly

Poetry Sake: Oh no!

Hurriedly ran to the cellar, the wine jug that fell to the ground, and the orange cat that was drunk and lying.

Poetry Sake: My Sake!

Orange Cat: It tastes good.

Poetry sake: Stop me! I'll stew you today!

Orange Cat: Can you catch up?

Three thousand peach blossom forests, three thousand in the blink of an eye.

Poetry sake: !! angry with me!!

Suddenly

The bell flickered, the wind swept the flowers, and the hat boy came out of the flowers.

Poetry sake: How can a friend come to me today with Yaxing to my peach blossom three thousand.

Hatboy: Little Liu, bring the gift in.

Little Liu: Good boy.

Shisake: What? Have something to say to me?

Hats: Can't you be alone if you don't have words?

Poetry sake: Unfortunately, it was drunk by your cat, and today, I'm afraid you won't be able to stay overnight.

Hats: Xiao Qi is a divine beast, but he doesn't have any wine...... I remember the altar under your tree......

Shisake: Oh, you can't fight that idea. I'm scared of you, come in.

The moon is bright, the moon is in full bloom, the wine is fragrant, and it is difficult to solve homesickness.

A glass of turbid wine, a pot of tea, an oil lamp, a little sorrow.

Shisake: I said when will you take off this hat?

Hats: When the wound on his face heals.

Shi Sake: If I don't show you your face, I'm still sure of a fire.

Hatsa Boy: No need.

Poetry sake: No matter what, life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. Come on, come on, drink.

Hatsman: Talking about drinking but drinking tea, you are like this, I am at a loss.

Poetry sake: Poetry wine is tea, tea is poetry wine, why should you care if it is tea or wine? Tea is not intoxicating, people are drunk, wine is not sober, people are clear. You still can't let go of what happened back then?

The lights are faint and the candles are flickering.

Hat: I put it down.

Shisake smiled lightly.

Hatsman: It's you.

Poetry Sake: Even if you and I have a relationship, if you can't let go, I can only help you three times. After three times, death and life were gone.

Hats: ...... Thanks a lot.

Poetry sake: Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people returned to the ancient war to drink and drink.

The curtain is full of heaven and earth, and there are only faint candles, reflecting an unbearable past, recording a pitiful back.

Maybe there are only 100 miles of Huangquan, and you can count the right and wrong.

The two people who are drinking at this moment, just like back then, have long been different. It's hard to get over.

The sun is rising.

Listen to the rain building, towering in the clouds, and look at the world.

Tu Chengnu, who climbed the tall building, had stagnant eyes like stagnant water, calm and waveless.

Yilou Yu: What did the girl see in this building?

Tu Cheng Girl: The city is full of bones.

Yi Lou Yu: There is no one in the girl's eyes?

The beautiful woman hung her head, and she couldn't see the devastation.

Tu Chengnu: A demon, the final result is a white bone.

Yi Louyu: That's the case, that girl can be investigated?

Tu Chengnu: Is this what the owner of the rain house means?

Yi Lou Yu: The landlord just gave the girl a chance to regret it.

Tu Chengnu: Your Excellency can tell the owner of Tingyu that Tu Chengnu will never regret it.

Yilou Yu: Then girl, let's go.

Tu Chengnu: Before leaving, Tu Chengnu wanted to see someone first.

Yilou Yu: As long as the girl can return one month before the Hundred Schools.

Tu Chengnu: Thank you.

Evergreen Gate

The four seasons are like spring, and the scenery is picturesque. The gurgling water outlines a desperate situation in the world.

Endless Life: Trespassing on the Evergreen Gate, there is only one way to die!

Tu Chengnu: Then let's try it.

The eyes are blurred, the green silk is scattered, three thousand green silk, three thousand killing machines!

Endless Life: Yin and Yang Reverse Pulse!

The mountain protection array is fully open, the flowers and plants are spiritual, entangled, and the three thousand killing machines are broken!

Tu Chengnu: One shot!

The hair is as soft as water, gliding through the flowers and plants to take the endless life door!

Endless Life: The Universe is Reversed!

Rumble!

Ten miles are dyed red, and the sky is burning green silk.

Tu Cheng Nu: No ...... Elf!

Blood and tears fell, one hair added red, one red and one demon fire!

Heavenly fire! Demon fire!

The two fires collided, only to hear the loud bang!

At the beginning of the dust, seize the opportunity of a moment.

Tu Chengnu: Charming.

Glancing at each other, distracted.

Tu Chengnu: I took my leave.

Green mountains and green waters, a letter floating.

Endless Life: Hmph! Offend my Evergreen Gate, you must die! Blood curse kill!

As soon as the blood curse comes out, it will kill thousands of miles!

Yi Louyu: The girl's trouble this time seems to be bigger than last time.

Ten thousand miles of blood curse, listen to the rain on the first floor.

Tu Chengnu: Thank you for the success.

Yi Lou Yu: Girl, be careful.

The words fell, Tu Chengnu was already outside the building.

With a sneer, he walked away.

Under the eaves, the hats moved slightly, but suddenly felt a strength, in the coming back to his senses, where is the trace?

Dou Li's son: If you don't sing, you will be faint, and you will listen to the rain building with a bang, and you really have good skills, but in the realm of the abyss, this son is going to be decided!