The blizzards that swept across the far north were intermittent, and in the Fanhua Valley in the northwest of Wuzhou, the blizzard was melted by the warmth of the valley and turned into a drizzle. The rain flowed down the eaves and hit the ground with its long tail, making a ticking sound.

It was late at night, and a girl in a pink skirt was meditating on the couch, for some reason, her breath was fast and slow, and her spiritual pressure was high and low, obviously in a chaotic mood, and it was difficult to settle down. Finally, the girl slowly opened her eyes, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and stopped cultivating. She flicked her fingers, and a pink light appeared in the white jade incense burner, wafting out a curling fragrance.

The girl in the pink skirt frowned lightly, took a deep breath of fragrance, and gained a moment of tranquility in her troubled mind. But after only a breath or two, the inexplicable chaos filled her again.

The girl sighed slightly, got up from the couch, slowly walked to the window, looked at the drizzle outside the window, and gradually became distracted. I don't know how long it took, but a fresh breeze blew into the house, blowing off a box of grease powder by the window.

The fat powder fell to the ground and shattered, and the pink powder was stained with a lot of dust, and it was obvious that it could no longer be used. The girl picked up the scattered fat powder in distress, and said softly to herself: "Qingfeng, Qingfeng, you are always like this, inadvertently taking away my precious things." ”

The girl seemed to realize her absurdity, snorted and chuckled, and with a wave of her hand, the fat powder immediately scattered like a goddess, and floated away with the breeze outside the window. The girl looked at the pink that went away with the wind, and said melancholy: "Since we are married, let him go, I don't know how good it would be if I could be like you?"

After speaking, the girl shook her head slightly, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on her cheek. She waved her hand, and the window slowly closed, as if to isolate the drizzle and breeze from another world.

The girl's mood calmed down slightly, and she turned around and walked back to the house, intending to continue her cultivation, but saw a man in a green robe sitting at the table in the boudoir, drinking the flower tea on the table with his back to him.

The man is heroic and majestic, and his bearing is extraordinary, although he is only the back, he still gives people a feeling of superiority. The moment she saw the man, the girl in the pink skirt was pleasantly surprised, as if she suddenly found an ice cellar on a hot summer day, and the whole person was refreshing from the inside out. But in less than half a breath, the girl seemed to think of something again, her face turned pale, and the surprise was swept away.

She walked slowly to the table, took the teapot handed by the man, first helped him fill the teacup in his hand, and then took out an empty teacup and poured it herself.

The man drank all the flower tea in his hand and said with a smile: "The fairy is so interested, and he is affectionate to everything around him. ”

The girl said coldly: "The adults said that they were laughing, but it was just the childish thoughts of the daughter's family, which were harmful to cultivation and useless. ”

The man shook his head and said: "Although you must have no distractions in your cultivation, you can't be stubborn and rigid, it's okay to enter the Tao with love, but you need to carefully choose the person you want to send your affection to, otherwise a careless person will be doomed." By the way, I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, and the fairy has advanced to the fairyland now, and I haven't had time to congratulate the fairy. ”

The girl in the pink skirt breathed for a while, and two red glows rose on her face, but the red glow only stayed for a moment before it dimmed again. She slowly drank the flower tea in the cup and said lightly: "Thank you for your teachings, the flower language will be remembered." It's just a fairyland, it's not worth mentioning in the eyes of adults, let alone congratulations. ”

The girl in the pink skirt refused to be thousands of miles away, and the man shook his head helplessly and said no more. The boudoir fell silent.

Under the corridor, which is only thirty or forty zhang away from the people in the room, a gorgeous Mo Yan in a red dress and a beautiful and refreshing Mu Qianqian are watching every movement in the room intently.

Seeing that the two were silent, Mu Qianqian lowered her voice and said to Mo Yan: "Miss, this flower fairy seems to be preoccupied. ”

Mo Yan had a dark face, and said angrily: "What's so preoccupied, you see her disease-free moaning style, and delicate appearance, she is clearly a seductive fox." ”

Mu Qianqian shook her head and said: "No, Miss, you see her low eyebrows and pink delicacy, her face is melancholy, it is clear that she is revealing her true feelings, she is natural and decent with a smile, how can she look a little seductive?"

Mo Yan said sourly: "Okay, okay, little girl's family, you know what's good, like her, a woman who seems harmless and pitiful, but tries her best to seduce men behind her back, Miss Ben has seen a lot." ”

Mu Qianqian turned her head and saw Mo Yan's black face, and said suspiciously: "Huh, Miss, you have never met this flower fairy, how do you know that she seduces men behind her back?"

Mo Yan's cheeks were hot, and he blurted out: "Ah, no, no, I naturally know, you girl keep an eye on it, stop talking nonsense." ”

"Oh......" Mu Qianqian pursed her mouth, and there were words in her mouth, but she didn't dare to let Mo Yan hear it again, and refocused her attention on the two people in the room.

Silence is embarrassing, especially in the middle of the night, in the women's boudoir, a man and a woman sit silently opposite each other. Both of them seemed to have something to say to each other, but they didn't know where to start, and they held back several times when they wanted to speak.

"Adult ......"

"Fairy ......"

The two of them spoke at the same time, and stopped at the same time, and the girl in the pink skirt blushed and turned her head. The man also seemed very embarrassed, and quickly glanced at the roof, then coughed lightly, and said, "It's better for the fairy to say it first." ”

The girl in the pink skirt tried to calm her mood, and said in a tone as gentle but not emotional as possible: "Qingfeng Sword nobles are busy, so naturally they have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, I don't know what the adults are doing when they come to my Flower Valley this time, it shouldn't be so simple as making a special trip to visit the deceased, right?"

The man's old face was hot, and he said cheekily: "It is indeed presumptuous to come to see the fairy late at night, and there is a reluctant invitation below......

The girl in the pink skirt raised a palm and interrupted the man, and she said coldly: "Since it is a reluctant invitation, the adult should not speak, lest you and I be embarrassed to say it." ”

A hint of disappointment flashed across the man's face, and he continued: "The fairy once had an appointment with Zaixia......

The girl in the pink skirt shook her head and interrupted again: "The adult and the slave agreed on a period of three hundred years, but now the deadline has not yet arrived, and the slave family cannot obey their fate." ”

Under the corridor, Mo Yan was slightly angry, and said sourly: "It's really shameless to call yourself a slave and a slave." ”

Mu Qianqian explained: "Miss, the flower language fairy is not married, and it is not inappropriate to call himself a slave family, don't you often call yourself like this to those sons?"

Mo Yan was speechless, so she had to snort coldly, and continued to look into the room, ignoring Mu Qianqian, who was inexplicable on the side.

The man sighed deeply and said, "Fairy, there is a reason why I have to borrow the Azure Pearl. ”

The girl in the pink skirt sneered and said, "What is the reason? It's not that I have reached the Holy Realm by self-cultivation, and I want to go to the Heavenly Dome Secret Realm to avenge my sister." ”

The man didn't expect the girl in the pink skirt to say this, showing a touch of helplessness, and said: "I'm ashamed to say it, and I'm not afraid of fairy jokes, I really want to enter the secret realm of the sky again this time, but I have never thought about revenge." ”

The girl in the pink skirt finally showed a look of surprise, and asked puzzledly: "Since it is not revenge, why bother to enter that dangerous place again?"

The man hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "The fairy has lived in the Valley of Mortal Flowers for a long time, so he doesn't know anything about the outside world?"

The girl in the pink skirt was inexplicable and said: "What can happen in the outside world? It's not just a bunch of insatiable people fighting for power and profit, how can the slave family have the leisure to take care of them." ”

The man laughed at himself and said, "The fairy is like a deep valley orchid, and it really has no quarrel with the world. It's just that laymen like me don't have the same good fortune as fairies. Seven days ago, I was ambushed in Tianlong Villa, and since then I am no longer the Jinchuan Qingfeng Sword. ”

"What?!" the girl was shocked and blurted out, "How could you encounter an ambush in Tianlong Villa?"

He Zichuan sneered, and said hatefully: "Long Xiang is loyal to a great treacherous and wolf-like ambition, he not only single-handedly planned to intercept and kill my third senior sister, but also took advantage of my trust in him to try to kill me. He thinks it's too late for me to die, so how can he help?"

The girl in the pink skirt turned pale and said to herself in disbelief: "How could it be, Brother Long actually did such a vicious thing. ”

The man also sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh: "Who said it wasn't, in fact, until today, I thought it was a dream." ”

"Don't Jin Chuan care?"

"Jin Chuan? I'm afraid that the one who wants to catch me the most is Jin Chuan. ”

"You want to hide in the Heavenly Dome Secret Realm?"

The man nodded, looking expectantly at the girl in the pink skirt. The girl in the pink skirt showed a struggling face, grabbed the skirt with her left hand, and squeezed the teacup tightly with her right hand.

"Do you have to go?"

The man nodded again.

The girl in the pink skirt sighed slightly, and felt out a cyan bead the size of a baby's fist, which emitted a misty shimmer, no different from an ordinary night pearl. The girl stared at the azure bead in her hand and said to herself, "Since it's fate, why struggle again." ”

With that, she threw the azure bead in her hand at the man, and she turned her head away and stopped looking at the man.

The man caught the azure bead steadily, turned his hand slightly, and the bead disappeared without a trace. The man solemnly saluted the girl in the pink skirt and said sincerely: "Thank you fairy, when the matter is over, I will return it as the original." Then he turned and walked out. As soon as he took two steps, the man suddenly turned his head and saw the lonely back of the girl in the pink skirt, the man sighed and said, "In the future, if the Flower Valley loses the protection of Qingfeng Hall, there will definitely be a lot of trouble, the fairy also please take care, if you encounter a major event that is difficult to solve, you can go directly to my fourth senior brother or fifth senior brother, they know the origin of you and me, and they will definitely not die without help." ”

After that, the man had no more nostalgia, turned around and left. The girl in the pink skirt suddenly rushed towards the man and hugged him tightly from behind.

The girl in the pink skirt was already crying silently at this time, she whimpered and said: "Do you think I am reluctant to give up that azure pearl? Do you think I am afraid of any calamity in Fanhua Valley? I just can't bear to see you destroy yourself!"

"This shameless little slut!" Mo Yanqiao's face turned red under the corridor, and she was about to rush into the room desperately, but she was stopped by Mu Qianqian, she hurriedly said, "Miss, what are you doing?"

Mo Yan said murderously: "Do you still need to ask, of course I went to kill that little slut!"

Mu Qianqian hugged Mo Yan's thin waist and persuaded: "Miss, the Flower Fairy and He Gongzi have had a friendship for thousands of years, they have been born and died together I don't know how many times, the relationship is already very good, and now that the parting is imminent, it is normal to can't help it, don't you rush in now to embarrass He Gongzi?"

Mo Yan shook off Mu Qianqian and said angrily: "Qianqian, which side are you on?"

Mu Qianqian laughed and said, "Miss, you really care about it, you said that with the conditions of you and the Flower Fairy, which one would Gongzi He like?"

Mo Yan listened to Mu Qianqian's words, and the anger in her heart slowly extinguished, and she gradually calmed down.

Mu Qianqian continued: "Miss, you have always been confident and free, why are you so impulsive today?

Mo Yan originally thought that Mu Qianqian was a yellow-haired girl, how could she know how to be a lovely woman, and was about to sneer at what she said, but when she thought about it, she did care about He Zichuan, just like the flower fairy, since she saw her for the first time, she vaguely felt that she had some feelings for He Zichuan, and naturally gave birth to a lot of hostility, which was really unimaginable before. So Mo Yan held back her temperament and asked Mu Qianqian, "Then you say, how do you want to be a lovely woman?"

Mu Qianqian approached Mo Yan's ear and whispered, at first Mo Yan was pleasantly surprised, and seemed to agree with Mu Qianqian's idea, but after just one or two breaths, Mo Yan became strange, and her pink cheeks were red to the root of her ears, until Mu Qianqian finished speaking, Mo Yan was already ashamed, she flicked her sleeves, and said shyly: "What kind of idea did you come up with?"