Qingzhou, Tibetan Peak Mountain, Mountain God, Qingyu.

Approaching the end of the year, over the land of Jiuzhou, there was goose feather snow under the dome of the sky, unlike previous years, this time the snow fell earlier, and more urgently, as if it was indicating something unknown to the mystery.

The back of Zangfeng Mountain is also covered with a layer of snow-white coat, and the snow is very large, Qingyu could have used his magic power to make the four seasons in Zangfeng Mountain like spring, but then it was a little born and too conspicuous.

In Qingyu's opinion, there is nothing wrong with feeling close to nature, and he likes it.

If he makes this Tibetan peak mountain like spring all year round, no wind and no snow, and it is a mild season all year round, it doesn't matter to himself, but it is not very good for these little guys in the mountain.

The little ones have grown up, their wings are full, and they always want to step out of the mountain gate and see the outside world. Staying in the greenhouse for a long time is not a good thing for the flowers who are about to meet the world.

These things that Qingyu thinks about are not the Yamauchi seasons that I am talking about.

The little ones in Zangfeng Mountain put on the new clothes for the New Year early, and the festive red colors were dotted on Zangfeng Mountain like stars.

Wearing the luxurious mink fur cloak of the Nishang Pavilion, the Qingyu Mountain God stood in front of the open space of the main hall on the mountain, and the plum blossoms not far away from him quietly opened, slim and elegant, standing proudly on the top of the mountain.

Qing Yu raised his hand to flick the snowflakes that fell on the mink fur on his body, this dress is expensive.

At that time, he had the favor of the second pavilion master of the Nishang Pavilion, so he let him make this robe for himself, you must know that their status will not be easy to embroider clothes for others.

The little flower demon is wearing New Year's clothes, perhaps because the clothes are too thick, the whole person of the little flower demon is wrapped like a leather ball, round and rolling, and the little face is red because of the cold weather, which is very cute.

Qingyu said: "Xiaohua, do you look good in the new clothes?"

The little flower demon sighed with white gas in his mouth, frustrated his hands, shrunk his neck into the collar, and said, "I like it very much, but Xiaohua prefers this mink fur of yours, Lord Mountain God, hehe." ”

Because the little flower demon is young, she is usually eccentric, and Qingyu also likes her very much, so she usually talks and is a little more unscrupulous.

Qing Yu smiled and said, "In this way, if our jokes can reach the sixth level in cultivation in the future, I will promise to give you a robe as beautiful as mine, how about it?"

The little flower demon stretched out his neck and the little hand shrunk in his sleeve coldly, clapped his hands chirpingly, and cheered: "Lord Mountain God, is it true, then you have to talk about it, Xiaohua will definitely work hard, and will definitely work hard to reach the sixth realm." ”

Qingyu looked at the little person in front of her, smiled without saying a word, stretched out her hand and rubbed her hair, without some emotion, sometimes I feel that I am still very young, I don't feel old, but whenever I see these groups of little guys grow up and walk out of the mountains, batch after batch, I suddenly feel that I am really a little old, and I feel that it seems to be yesterday since I succeeded to the mountain god, which is really unspeakable.

The little flower demon pouted, slapped Qing Yu's hand rubbing her hair dissatisfiedly, and protested: "Lord Mountain God, don't touch Xiaohua's hair, Grandpa Plant Demon said that if you are touched, your hair will not grow tall." ”

Qingyu smiled: "Ah, our little flower cares so much about height." ”

The little flower demon said: "Of course, the height is the same as the cultivation, the faster my height grows, the faster my cultivation can increase, so that I can get the robe given to me by the mountain god, hehe." ”

Looking at the little flower demon with a smirk on his face, Qing Yu laughed for no reason, when is the growth of cultivation related to the height of the cultivator, if this is the case, then wouldn't those saints who sit firmly in the heavens and the earth be able to pierce this starry sky above their heads.

Qing Yu said: "Which rare book did you read this from, you are not allowed to read it in the future, it is not shallow." ”

The little flower demon protested: "I didn't read this from a book, this is my own summary." ”

Qing Yu said with an incredulous face: "You girl, you usually don't read a big word, how can you still summarize the truth, come, let me listen, let me see what great truth you have summarized." ”

The little flower demon snapped his fingers and said, "Let's not talk about the farthest ones, isn't it true that our Sanqing Mountain Lord Dao Yuan, who is about to come, has reached the fifth realm at the age of fifteen, then isn't he a cultivator who grows with his height." ”

Although the little flower demon has also lived for decades, the elves are different from humans, and the intelligence of the little flower demon today is counted as the age of a human child, and the height is the same as that of a human child when he was three or four years old, petite and cute.

Hearing this, Qing Yu laughed and hugged the little flower demon in his arms, the latter felt the heat on the body of the mountain god, and the cold on his body was swept away, and it was full of warmth.

Qing Yu scratched the little flower demon's little nose and said, "That guy is not the same as you, in the future, I will cultivate honestly and honestly, and I will not have to summarize these irrelevant issues related to the retirement, you know." ”

The little flower demon felt that he was not wrong, but the mountain god said so, so let's give him a face with a cotton swab, nodded lightly, but in his heart he shook his head desperately, how can you understand my own reasoning.

Qing Yu stood in front of the hall with the little flower demon in her arms, and did not speak again, just quietly looked at the bouquet of plum blossoms standing proudly in the cold wind.

Qingyu asked softly: "Xiaohua, what will you do if you encounter bad people bullying you in the future, and you can't beat you?"

The little flower demon raised the little head buried in Qing Yu's arms and said, "Then I'll come back to find the mountain god, you will avenge me!"

Qing Yu smiled: "Then what if I am not there one day, what are you going to do?"

The little flower demon didn't know how to ask: "Gone, where are you going, my lord, are you going to a fun place again, hmph, you didn't take me with you last time, it's too boring in the mountains." ”

It's not surprising that the little flower demon can't hear the meaning of the myth of Qingyu Mountain when he is young, the latter shook his head with a wry smile, and said: "It's nothing, what Xiaohua said is right, you can't beat others, and the mountain god is angry for you, haha." ”

The two did not speak again.

After a while, there was the sound of stepping on the snow behind him, and before I knew it, the snow had accumulated deeply, and people were shoeed.

The person who came walked to Qingyu and stood still, arched his hand and said, "I've seen Lord Mountain God." ”

Qing Yu didn't look back, "What's the matter?" He spoke in a very small voice, and looked carefully into his arms, the little flower demon actually fell asleep in his arms, probably because his arms were too warm.

Qing Yu stretched out his hand and gently tugged at the edge of the robe, slightly covering the flower demon's body to resist the cold wind.

The little one is sleeping soundly.

The person who came said: "Lord Mountain God, now that the New Year is approaching, the above dish has been approved, the new mountain lord of Sanqing Mountain will arrive soon, five days later, do we have to do something for this, so as to welcome this new mountain lord." ”

You don't need to look at it to know who sent it, Qingyu said: "This matter, I didn't expect the last discard to be issued so quickly, go down and order, take people to Sanqingshan to dress up well, and do it according to the highest appointment." ”

The man looked up for a moment, then bent down in answer and retreated.

The footsteps behind him faded away and disappeared.

Qingyu Mountain God looked at the plum blossom tree, stunned, this time Dao Yuan's arrival, I don't know if it will become a handle for those people, after all, I don't have too much time.

After a while, Qing Yu cautiously walked to the door of the hall with the little flower demon sleeping in his arms, stopped, and said to the void: "Uncle Planter Demon, come to the palace to talk." ”

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Jiangnan, Lintianfu

At this moment, in the hall of Huang Yuting, Dao Yuan and the others sat in it, drinking the tea made by the next person, so leisurely.

The weather was cold, and Dao Yuan and Pang Beidou also changed into mink robes.

Huang Yuting, who is the number one in Jiangnan, is sitting next to him at the moment and does not dare to make a sound.

He didn't sit in the main seat, but Pang Beidou sat there, and Dao Yuan sat a little lower than him, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that although the position was low, the background of the people was bigger than the sky.

Pang Beidou said: "Lord Huang, I heard that you followed Zhao Taiyuan to the Central Purple Qi Hall last time, how is it, how are you talking." ”

It's okay not to say it, but it's okay to say it, Huang Yuting, who was standing outside the hall waiting at the time, was frightened, and only felt that a figure in front of him crashed open the temple door, fell down the high ladder under His Highness, and finally stopped.

He didn't dare to leave without permission, only heard the voice of His Majesty the Tang Emperor in the hall, and he hurriedly went down to help the person up, and then took the fainted Zhao Taiyuan out of the palace, the grandmother, I don't know what Lord Zhao said, he was actually slapped out, usually Lord Zhao is not like a person who can't speak, the more he thinks about it, the more he can't figure it out, after sending Zhao Taiyuan back to his house, he also hurried back to his own one-third of an acre, I am afraid that His Majesty the Tang Emperor will also blame himself for taking a step late.

Huang Yuting said: "The conversation was fine, but there were some small mistakes. ”

"Oh?" Pang Beidou pretended not to know and said, "What went wrong?"

Huang Yuting thought about it, the status in front of him is not half, maybe after talking about these inquiries, can he know why Lord Zhao was beaten?

So he opened his mouth to talk about what happened that day, Pang Beidou didn't have much emotional fluctuation on his face when he heard it, took a sip of tea, and said: "In this way, maybe this Lord Zhao has made a mistake and angered His Majesty the Tang Emperor." ”

"You said yes, Lord Huang. ”

Huang Yuting nodded again and again when he heard this, and the more he asked, the more confused he became.

Dao Yuan, who was sitting on the side and had nothing to do, sighed, "Pang Beidou, this guy is really a two-faced person, when he is with himself, he looks like a master in front of others, it's really wonderful." ”

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