Unexpectedly, Xia Pingsheng suddenly mentioned Duobao Pavilion, Xiang Yao was also stunned, it seems that she still underestimated Xia Pingsheng, he is definitely not just a Yan family chief who has a very high cultivation, and his eyesight and wisdom are no longer comparable to ordinary cultivators.

Even the secret connection between the Flower God Temple and the Duobao Pavilion was seen by him.

Xiang Yao thought of the magic moment in his mind, the vines that were entwined from the ground, the curvy branches like snakes swept people into it, and the blood-colored light on the green rattan devoured all the living bodies, which was clearly not a means that ordinary real people could use.

"If there is no Duobao Pavilion behind you to support the field, how can you and Hu Donglai make a splash in front of me in Yujing, don't think that no one knows about your tricks, those things of the evil sect are used too much, and they will eventually eat themselves!"

Xiang Yao was also speechless, just staring at Xia Pingsheng in front of him, thinking about how to end this meeting, and retreated.

Although Xia Pingsheng is a real person level, one level higher than herself, but Xiang Yao has decades of deep accumulation, and the secret method she has is a real avenue supernatural power, and her Fengyue Avenue does not know how many real level powerhouses have been confused, so Xiang Yao should have a trace of confidence in her heart. But for some reason, when she looked at Xia Pingsheng's bottomless eyes, she felt a weak chill.

She suddenly began to regret it, she was so thoughtful that she came over to negotiate conditions with Xia Pingsheng, and now it was inevitable to fight with Xia Pingsheng.

Originally, Xiang Yao came to Yan Mansion only because she learned of Hu Donglai's death, and the Yan Mansion made a major adjustment and pulled out a lot of her scheming chess pieces, so she was going to investigate it secretly. But when he was about to leave Yan Mansion, Xiang Yao stood in front of Xia Pingsheng's snowy courtyard on a whim, ready to try it again with his Fengyue Avenue.

Besides, the thoughts of the world are nothing more than wine and wealth, she doesn't believe that anyone is spotless, but if Fan Xia has a little temptation in her life, she can get a loophole and get into his heart to find out.

It's just that this time is the same as the night of the last demon moment, Xiang Yao finally found that no matter what method Xia Pingsheng's heart provoked, he was always like a firm rock, so indifferent, arrogant, like a god, it seemed that he would not move for anything.

I saw Xia Pingsheng slowly raise his hand and point to himself, Xiang Yao, who was floating in the sky, suddenly felt as if something heavy was tied to his feet, and with a bang, Xiang Yao fell straight down from a high place, standing in front of Xia Pingsheng.

Xiang Yaoming was also not afraid on his face, showing a charming smile, stretching out his hands, revealing his white and flawless wrists like white porcelain, twisting his fingers into orchids, and his feet one after the other, revealing his snow-white ankles, and actually showing a dancing posture.

"I've seen the dance, so I don't have to show it anymore. ”

Xia Pingsheng said indifferently, and when he stretched out his hand, a cold image attacked Yao, and with a whoosh, it drove the surrounding air flow and flew towards Xiang Yao with an unrivaled momentum.

Xiang Yao's hands and feet moved together, showing a beautiful dancing posture, and his fast-moving limbs actually drew a series of phantoms, which seemed to be dancing, but in fact, he attacked and defended, and did an excellent job.

It's just that Xia Pingsheng's cold meaning is not so easy to guard, it is not flying straight towards Xiang Yao, but following Xiang Yao's dancing momentum, like a swimming fish, blending into her dancing posture, once she wants to stop, then that cold meaning will shoot directly at her vital point at close range.

Xiang Yao also discovered that Xia Pingsheng's magical power was so not simple, he couldn't stop for a moment, he had to keep dancing, and then the power of dancing guided this cold meaning.

Xia Pingsheng stood at the gate of the Snowy Courtyard and quietly looked at Xiang Yao, and no longer made a move. Seeing that Xiang Yao was getting more and more struggling, and his white face was already slightly red, Xia Pingsheng snorted coldly and said: "Fengyue Avenue is also the meaning of ten million avenues, I saw that your cultivation was not easy before, and I didn't want to attack you directly, but now whether you can avoid my 'snow will' depends on your creation." ”

After speaking, Xia Pingsheng walked into the Snowy Courtyard and closed the door.

Outside the hospital, Xiang Yao was still entangled with the snow, and at this time, she was sweating like rain, and she didn't dare to relax for a moment.

After consuming another half an hour, Xia Pingsheng's snow will not decrease, but Xiang Yao is spending half of his vitality. In the end, she had to take off a magic weapon hosta from her head, which was originally a means of preserving her life, and suddenly the blue light came out, surrounding Xiang Yao's whole person in it.

When Xiang Yao withdrew his hand, Xueyi hit the Qingguang with a "bang", and suddenly the Qingguang made a crisp sound like a broken jade, and then Xiang Yao fell out heavily.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, and Xiang Yao's life was saved, but he was also injured a lot.

Looking at the Snowy Courtyard again, Xiang Yao's eyes showed a lot more fear.

The next Yujing City ushered in a period of calm, calmly like a quietly flowing Heishui River, shining with a peaceful light under the sun.

A water terrace in Fufu is blooming with clusters of bright yellow-red flowers, the tender yellow petals supporting a cluster of blood-red stamens, gently swaying with the slightly moist wind that sweeps across the lake, exuding a fragrance that makes people intoxicated, reminiscent of the taste of fine wine at night.

Fu Mingyuan was holding a snow-white kitten in his arms, and was gently petting it, looking at the flowers and being fascinated.

"Big brother, these flowers are growing more and more, but after a while, no one will appreciate them, don't they feel lonely?"

On one side, Fu Mingxuan stood in front of an elm table carved with exquisite dragon and phoenix patterns, holding a paintbrush in his hand, dipping the vermilion ink in the inkstone.

Gently dipped on the edge of the inkstone, Fu Mingxuan lifted the pen and dropped a pair of vermilion and powerful eyes on the snow-white rice paper spread on the table.

"What is there to be lonely? Loneliness is to know when you are alive, and you don't know anything when you die. ”

Fu Mingyuan looked over with wide eyes and said, "What does the eldest brother mean, these blood cherry blossoms won't be able to survive after we leave?"

Fu Mingxuan chuckled lightly and said lightly: "This blood cherry blossom was found on the top of a mountain called Desire Mountain in the north of Jingzhou when I was fifteen years old. ”

"It wasn't until later that my uncle told me that this blood cherry blossom is not like an ordinary flower, relying on the roots to absorb nutrients in the soil, or, she relies on inhaling **. ”

"Spirit?"

"Yes, maybe it's the essence. On the mountain, it was supposed to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon in order to grow into such a bright appearance in such an extremely cold environment. I thought it was fun, so I took the seeds and brought them back, and planted them in the house, which was also a beautiful sight. ”

Fu Mingyuan nodded, and said, "But I remember, eldest brother, you planted this flower for a long time, but you didn't succeed, and even if you survived, it didn't grow so lush." ”

"That's true, we are no better than the Desperate Mountain here, the light of the sun and the moon is much more turbid than the light, if it is the essence of the qi, it is very little. ”

"Then why ......"

"Later, I found out that this flower can also rely on people's essence to live. It is so that once it is planted in a place where people are constantly moving, it can grow well. ”

For so many years, Fu Mingyuan has always thought that this blood cherry blossom is like a normal flower, but it has grown more luxuriantly, so thinking about it, it is still the same, where there are many people, the flowers grow more luxuriantly.

Since then, as soon as he leaves, this Fu Mansion has lost its popularity, and the flowers will definitely die.

Thinking of this, Fu Mingyuan sighed slightly, and his eyes drifted in the direction of Yanfu.

"So, people are the same, there are many ways to live, relying on the ground is to live, relying on people is also to live. People are always stronger than flowers, these two are unreliable, there is always another way to rely on them. ”

I don't know if Fu Mingxuan heard this sentence, but she touched the cat in her arms, and she became more and more sad.

Fu Mingxuan also gradually fell silent, concentrating on his paintings.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, the flowers danced gently, and Fu Mingyuan closed her eyes slightly.

Fu Mingxuan's expression was grim and he looked in the direction where the wind was blowing.

"The gentle breeze knows what I mean, and the water of the lake swings people's hearts. ”

With the rich male voice appearing in front of the two of them, it was a middle-aged man in his thirties dressed in a cyan robe, with a dark iron sword at his waist, thin and tall, and his eyebrows and eyes.

"Uncle Junior!" Fu Mingxuan's glasses widened suddenly, surprised and delighted.

"Hanzhou is so Yaxing, painting in such a comfortable place, and accompanied by such a beautiful woman, why, I don't share this Fengyue Avenue alone?"

After that, the little uncle's eyes were on Fu Mingyuan, who looked curious.

"Ahem", Fu Mingxuan's face was embarrassed, and he said, "This is my sister, Fu Mingyu." ”

"This ......" Uncle Xiao suddenly sweated on his forehead, he knew Fu Hanzhou's origin, so he didn't expect him to have a younger sister in his concept, as if to alleviate the embarrassment, he said: "It's better for my sister to be a companion and closer." ”

And Fu Mingyuan, who was on the side, had long been staring at this little uncle who suddenly appeared, and his eyes were not good.

"Kite, don't be unreasonable. Fu Mingxuan also felt that his sister's fiery temperament was about to attack, so he stopped it first.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's wrong first. "This little uncle is also cynical and looks very casual.

"Kite, this is my little uncle, a real person. ”

Fu Mingxuan opened his eyes wide and looked at the man in front of him carefully, obviously he was only in his thirties, and he was uninhibited, more like a casual cultivator from there, but he didn't expect that he was still Fu Mingxuan's uncle, and he had already reached the realm of real people.

"Kite, you go down first, let me and Uncle Xiao catch up on the old days. ”

Fu Mingyuan rolled his eyes at him, thinking to himself how long have you been back in Yujing, where did you come from, what did you tell Uncle Xiaoshi, it is clear that you just want to say some secrets, and you don't want to let yourself know.

Although Fu Mingxuan thought so in his heart, he never dared to disobey Fu Mingxuan's intentions, so he agreed, and jumped away with the white cat in his arms.

"What a clever person!"

Looking at Fu Mingkite's back, Uncle Xiao muttered.

Fu Mingxuan on the side was speechless to his uncle, and he didn't know how this unobtrusive young uncle had become a teacher who really taught his own Taoism.