readx; Tonight because of a lot of other things,It's already more than 10 o'clock when I start to code words.,Although the number of words in this chapter is not much.,But I have worked very hard to practice the details of the description.,I don't know what friends think.,Welcome all kinds of smashing.,All kinds of big truths.,Those who come don't refuse~

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Long Zheng frowned slightly, staring intently at the trapped Poor Strange Beast, and suddenly felt a heavy weight pressing on his body, he hurriedly lowered his head to support the young luan, but found that this girl was actually asleep like this! The righteous and awe-inspiring momentum when he just stood up to speak and fought against the Poor Strange Beast suddenly disappeared, and all that was left was just an ordinary sleeping little woman who looked like a mortal. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Long Zheng raised his head, looked around, held the sleeping Youluan's shoulder with one hand, pointed at her with the other hand and asked, "Who's?"

Feng Xiao hurriedly rushed over, waving his hand and shouting, "Mine, mine!"

At this time, the scorpion with a clear face who was walking towards Long Zheng's side immediately shot at Feng Xiao with an eye knife, and Feng Xiao hurriedly changed his words: "Ah, she was brought by me, my sister, hehe, my sister." ”

Long Zheng no longer paid attention to Feng Xiao, he looked at the poor Qi and said lightly: "After all, it is one of the four fierce beasts of the ancients, and my Xuanyuan Sword can only temporarily restrain it." When I came, I met the Donghai prince and the second prince, and the two were fighting each other," he paused and said, "It's better for us to leave as soon as possible, after all, this is the Donghai clan's own family matter, and we can't interfere." ”

The morning breeze blew on Youluan's delicate cheeks, and the sunlight gently covered her with a golden brocade quilt. Youluan rolled over. The chirping of birds in the ears gradually became clear, high and low, thick and clear, like a symphony with rich layers, one after another. After a short time, Youluan turned over again and stretched his waist, where did the bird call come from? When did the Nuwa Temple become so lively?

She opened her eyes and sat up, only to see a somewhat unfamiliar room. Wardrobes and couches made of fine dark brown sycamore wood, delicate ancient white jade tea sets, pen washes, and green vines and plants in the places where the windows should be covered with window paper.

Before that, this room, Youluan had only seen it once from afar. Listening to the vibrant birdsong, she had already guessed that this was the Vermilion Bird Temple of Feng Xiao. The Vermilion Bird is one of the four sacred beasts of ancient times, representing the fiery red sacred bird of the south, and is the most sacred place of all birds. As the so-called "Vermilion Bird, the southern propylene fire cinnabar also, planing liquid into a dragon, knotting qi into a bird, its air soaring for the sky, its quality array for the earth, so for the foundation of the Great Dan, see the fire that flies, so it is called the Vermilion Bird." Every day, many birds are fortunate enough to break through the clouds and fly to the Suzaku Temple, and they weave their most beautiful songs into music and sing them to the greatest gods they believe in.

Youluan walked out of the room leisurely, and sure enough, outside the room was the garden she had seen when she looked down from the highest point of the Suzaku Temple. It was a secret garden in the southwest corner, and from above it looked like a delightful new greenery.

She had asked Feng Xiao to leave the house in the middle of the garden for her to live in. But Feng Xiao refused without thinking about it, on the grounds that the garden was a place for him to meet friends, and it was inconvenient for someone to disturb him. Hearing such an inexplicable reason, Youluan was very curious, what kind of friend would make Feng Xiao pay so much attention, don't be a big beauty, heavy sex and light girl. This time she was already in the garden when she woke up, but she didn't mean to disturb her.

Youluan smelled the fragrance of flowers and walked all the way, tsk, this garden is really extraordinary. It is full of flowers and plants collected from the heavens and the earth in the human world and the divine world, and some even the varieties that have long been extinct in the human world can also be found here. The spiritual energy here in the divine realm is abundant, the plants naturally grow very well, coupled with the careful care of the phoenix flute, the plants are staggered, and any place is beautiful.

Youluan continued to walk on the winding path, stepping on the messy and scattered petals, and from time to time bursts of light tea fragrance wafted in, which made her instantly refreshed. It smells like fairy tea, is there even fairy tea here? No, I still remember that the first time she was lucky enough to drink fairy tea was because the Emperor of Heaven received her. The tea fragrance is light and elegant, not enchanting or arrogant, but it is long-lasting, and it is unforgettable as long as you drink it once. It is the top immortal tea in the divine realm, only the Emperor of Heaven has collected some, and it is said that the immortal luo tea tree is extremely difficult to grow and survive, even in the divine realm where the aura is extremely strong, Feng Xiao should not challenge this difficult plant.

But now, why did she smell the smell of tea?

The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the flowers and trees in the meditation room are deep. Following the silent path, a few turns and a gazebo covered with vine plants such as wisteria roses came into view. Large swaths of lilac wisteria roses hung upside down in the corners of the top of the pavilion like wind chimes, and a breeze blew by, and it seemed that you could hear the "rustling" sound of wisteria blossoms and strings of frolicking with each other.

There seemed to be a man in Tsing Yi sitting in the middle of the dreamlike pavilion. The man was now sitting against the stone pillar in the center of the pavilion, holding a green tea cup in his hand, his head slightly raised, quietly looking at the palace of the emperor looming in the thin clouds.

Youluan looked at the man in green clothes with a familiar look, wasn't he the immortal who saved her life in the Sea King's Palace in the East China Sea?