readx;? Qianxue stopped and looked for prestige, only to see that in the pavilion on the Flower Coast, a man was standing firmly on the attic platform, and there was a lyre on the table next to him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the platform, bamboo curtains are hung on all sides, the bamboo curtains are gently rolled up, and the white light veil under the bamboo curtain flutters gently.

The man's face is delicate, his eyes are shining, the corners of his mouth are outlined with a perfect arc, and his white clothes fly lightly.

Qianxue looked at the man on the platform suspiciously, and said, "Childe is a person who cherishes flowers!"

"Yes," the man's thin lips opened slightly.

"Coincidentally, hehe, I am also a person who cherishes flowers, but our methods may be different. ”

Qianxue picked up a flower, put it in her bun, and smiled slightly.

"This is my way of cherishing flowers, in their most brilliant moments, with them. ”

The man's eyes lit up, and then he let go of his grip and laughed slightly.

"Can the girl come up and talk to your two friends?"

Qianxue nodded, looked in the direction of the man's finger, and saw a path in the flowers and plants leading to the pavilion.

"Okay, Childe will wait for us for a moment. ”

Qianxue looked back at Moye and Wan Wan Jin and said, "Little brother, Aunt Wan Jin, let's go on the path over there! ”

As soon as Qianxue's words fell, the person had already walked to the edge of the path, trying to avoid the red azaleas under his feet, and walked towards the pavilion.

The man heard Qianxue's words, looked at Qianxue's brisk figure, and couldn't help but show a hearty smile.

Magic Night glared at the pavilion, looked at Qianxue's brisk back, and quickly followed, Qianxue's words floated in his mind, but his feet vigorously stepped on a field of flowers and plants, and his mouth was broken.

"Let you cherish the flowers, make you feel distressed, I hurt you to death, hum"

Wan Wan Jin glanced at the crazy magic night, and the demon chased after Qianxue, while not forgetting to shout: "Princess, wait for me, wait for me!"

In a moment, the three of them climbed the pavilion, there is a plaque on the attic door, on which are written four big characters 'Little Dream Yizhu', entering the door is an open corridor, Qianxue and the three of them walked in the direction of the man, while enjoying the scenery on both sides.

There are bamboo curtains on both sides of the corridor, white light yarn flutters with the wind, on the right hand side is a turquoise lake, the lake water ripples, from time to time flashing with the shining light, in the distance of a little bit, is an endless high mountain.

On the left-hand side is a large field of purple and red azaleas, and in the distance, there is a turquoise lake.

In front you can see the flying stone bridge and waterfall, as well as Eagle Head Mountain, and you can see a deep round pool in the back, the lake water on all sides keeps pouring down towards the round pool, the waves are turbulent, and the round pool is like a big basin that will never be satisfied.

From the attic of this small island, you can see the surrounding scenery unobstructed.

The three of them had already walked to the end of the corridor, and the man was already standing at the door waiting, with a smile on his handsome face, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

"Girl, two sons, please inside. ”

The man bowed his hand, politely stretched out his white palm, and made a gesture of please, with the same smile on his face, like an azalea that could not be withered.

Qianxue saluted the man and smiled slightly: "Childe is polite, please." ”

Magic Night cried with a sad face, like a beggar who had come all the way, with a worried look on his face, his eyes were shaking, and out of politeness, he still bowed back.

Wan Wan Jin didn't know whether to do a man's salute or a woman's salute for a while, so he was in a panic where he was standing, twisted for a long time, and followed directly with his eyes down.

"Girl, please be seated, two sons, please be seated. ”

"Childe, please. ”

"Childe knows that Aunt Wanjin is a man?"

"Yes. ”

"Childe is really an immortal. Qianxue's eyes sparkled with silver.

"Thank you, girl. ”

The man sat on the throne with a smile like a spring breeze.

Qianxue smiled and nodded and sat down, she looked around from time to time, all the construction of this platform is mainly bamboo, supplemented by wood, although it is simple, but it has a unique charm.

In addition, the surrounding scenery is overlooked, which is even more refreshing.

"Childe, is it a person who lives in this worldly fairyland?"

"Yes, I'm waiting for someone. ”

"Who is Childe waiting for?"

The man pointed to a plaque hanging high on the edge of the lake, Qianxue looked in the direction of the man's finger, and saw that the plaque also read: 'Little Dream Yizhu'

"Little dream?"

Qianxue looked down and thought, she thought of the little fox, she asked tentatively.

"Little dream, is that the little fox who built this illusion?"

The man nodded, then shook his head, a smile even more on his face.

Qianxue looked at the man and didn't answer, her eyes looked at the magic night and tens of millions of gold on the side, and said: "My name is Qianxue, the son can call me Xue'er, they are my friends, he is the magic night, he is Aunt Wanjin." ”

"Fortunately, my name is Feng Yizhu, everyone can call me Yizhu. The man smiled slightly.

Qianxue also smiled back, thinking about the words on the plaque, and muttered, "I see." When he glanced at the lyre in front of the man, he asked curiously, "Childe knows how to play the piano?"

"Yes," Feng Yizhu replied dryly.

"Then I don't know if Xue'er is blessed to listen to the son's song?"

"Okay," Feng Yizhu replied simply.

Demon Night glanced at Feng Yizhu, he stood up impatiently, walked to Qianxue's side, and said with a slight smile.

"Cher, I want to go out for a walk, it's too stuffy here. ”

"Well, little brother, go ahead!" Qianxue looked at Wan Jin and shouted, "Aunt Wan Jin, you go with your little brother!"

Wan Wan Jin had an expression of not wanting to go, but looking at the eyes cast by Qianxue, he pouted, stood up reluctantly, looked at the magic night that had gone away, and followed upside down.

Magic Night himself doesn't know what's going on, recently, he feels as if he cares more and more about Qianxue, as long as he sees Qianxue talking to other men, he is inexplicably very unhappy, especially a handsome man like Feng Yizhu, especially the two of them are still talking quite speculatively, he is inexplicably very angry when he thinks about it.

"Prince of the Demon Night, wait for someone, oops"

Tens of millions of gold followed behind the magic night, and shouted demonically, he found that it was time for him to like his daughter more and more, to be a daughter, she could be coquettish, she could be cute, and she could be cute, so she didn't feel disobedient!

"Roll"

Demon Night's face was black, and he yelled angrily, if there was spiritual power, he would definitely shatter this broken mountain and river illusion.

The breeze is refreshing, blowing the fragrance of rhododendrons.

Qianxue listened carefully to the music played by the man, from the music, she could feel the man's deep affection, the longing was like a surging river and sea, sometimes rushing, like a clear lake, sometimes calm, like a rising sun, sometimes vibrant, like a brilliant flower season, sometimes lonely.

"You like Xiaomeng very much?" asked Qianxue involuntarily.

Feng Yizhu smiled slightly, nodded, and replied simply, "Yes." ”

"Then why don't you go to her? and wait for her here?"

Qianxue asked suspiciously, she thought that if she liked someone, she would definitely go to him, and she would definitely tell him, even if there were thousands of mountains and rivers, even in the past and present lives.

Qian Xue looked at Feng Yizhu and didn't answer, she continued to ask, "Doesn't she like you?"

"I don't know! She never told me whether she liked me or not. Feng Yizhu replied lightly, his heart was as calm as water.

Feng Yizhu suddenly looked at Qianxue with great interest, "You are very cute." ”

"Hee-hee, of course," Qianxue replied heartily, "Childe's name is Yizhu?"

"Well, yes, Feng Yizhu. Feng Yizhu nodded.

"No wonder it's called Xiaomeng Yizhu here," Qianxue had a suddenly realized expression.

"The girl is born with a good face, she must be a noble person, but" Feng Yizhu suddenly stopped speaking before he finished speaking.

"Just what?" Chiyuki was curious.

"Actually, don't say it" Feng Yizhu looked at the dazzling azaleas not far away, and sighed softly.

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided, but don't be discouraged, because the girl will ascend to the Nine Heavens after all, and when she arrives, she will be an unattainable person. ”

Feng Yizhu smiled knowingly, as if what he said was true.

"But, girl, Yizhu advises you, love is like poison, it will make people fall deeper and deeper, unable to extricate themselves, the heart will become more and more bitter, a touch is broken, sometimes ruthless, it's not impossible, maybe it's good for everyone, the girl said yes or no?"

Feng Yizhu seemed to persuade Qianxue bitterly.

But Qianxue didn't seem to understand, she nodded sometimes and shook her head, which made Feng Yizhu look puzzled.

Feng Yizhu didn't know if it made sense to talk to Qianxue now, not to mention, he was still deeply involved and didn't know it.

"Affection is only for ruthlessness and suffering, and ruthlessness is not bitter?" Yizhu muttered softly, comforting himself.

"Childe?"

"Huh?"

"Can you tell me about you and Xiaomeng?"

Qianxue looked at Yizhu with an innocent face, she came all the way, met, Xiaomei and the four fat people, met, Wan'er and that ghost, they both liked each other, and they were willing to give up the most precious life given to them by God for each other, so what about Xiaomeng and Yizhu? What kind of lovers are they?

Feng Yizhu thought for a while, then suddenly smiled slightly, and said, "The girl likes to listen to stories?"

Qianxue nodded, holding her small chin with both hands, her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon.

"Well, I like to listen to stories, when I was young, I heard my mother tell the story of her and my father, now that I have grown up, I have experienced many things myself, and I have learned a lot of truths from these things, and I now want to hear the story of you and Xiaomeng. ”

Feng Yizhu picked up the teapot on the table, poured two cups of tea, picked up a cup and handed it to Qianxue, picked up a cup himself, and took a sip of it.

"Okay, then I'll tell the girl a story. ”

"Okay," Qianxue applauded.

"The weather was very good that day, and a man was sent down the mountain by his master to go to experience"

The man was originally a cultivator of immortals, and he also firmly believed that in this world, he had no interest in anything but cultivating immortals.

The man has a very high level of understanding, and he is also the only heir to the head of the family.

The strange thing is that the rules of the master's sect have to go through the level of going down the mountain before inheriting the position of the master, so the man must take this first step, and it is also because the man takes this first step, which is destined to the day when he will never look back.

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