After returning from the mortal world, Le Wuwu never went to listen to a class of Xiao Boran again.

Le Yun once asked Le Wuwu behind his back what his opinion was on Xiao Boran's marriage proposal, but the answer he got was to say it again.

Le Yun was unwilling, and appointed Le Yao to investigate.

Le Yao couldn't help but sigh when she entered the door, she hadn't seen such an extraordinary Le worry-free for a few days.

Le Wuwu was leaning on her floor, reading quietly.

You know, she has been worry-free for a hundred years, and the number of times she has opened the book can really be counted with her fingers. And the person in front of him didn't seem to realize that someone had come in at all, Le Yao guessed that Xu was looking at some mortal script that Qinghui had picked up from nowhere, but his expression was serious.

Le Yao looked at the book. "Yoyo, why are you looking at the history of immortals?"

Only then did Le Wuwu realize that Le Yao was coming, and replied: "I just want to know what kind of fate there is in this world. And where does this fate come from? Sister, you know what? ”

"Sister never thought about it so much. We have been immortal fetuses since birth, and we are born with less than mortal livestock at this stage of cultivating to become immortals. I only know that there are thousands of living beings in the world, and there are only a few who can soar into half-immortals. There are even fewer immortal monarchs who have cultivated into titles. ”

"What about God?"

Le Yao shook his head, "Compared to the lifespan of our immortals of a few hundred years, the lifespan of a god can reach tens of thousands of years, and we are only a few moments away from them." Perhaps this is the reason why very few people can successfully ascend to godhood. ”

"What if the ascension fails?"

Le Yao shook her head lightly again, "Some people say it's a soul that is scattered, and some people say it's re-entering reincarnation." But I'm afraid this matter is not something that we little immortals can control. Then he said, "I heard that you went to the old man under the moon yesterday. ”

Le Wuwu nodded.

"But what happened?" Seeing that Le was carefree, he continued to ask: "In the past few days, Yuan Jijun has been absent from the sermon, and he asked me to ask. ”

"I'm avoiding him." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

Le Yao found that they hadn't seen each other for a few days, and their female monarch became honest. seemed to be a little reluctant and added: "Yuan Jijun told his father that he wants to propose to you." It's okay to be rich, whatever. Father asked me to ask for your opinion. ”

"Sister, do you remember the little general of the Zhao clan in the mortal world?" Worry-free but diverted the topic.

Le Yao was stunned, her eyes were a little sad, and she said, "I naturally have some impressions." Yo-yo, this matter is in the past. Since I am going to go through the tribulation, then going through this pain is the calamity of my ascension to the immortals, so why bother with it. ”

Le Wuwu didn't answer, and replied to himself: "There are some things I haven't figured out yet, and I can't answer them." ”

Le Yao remembered that before entering the door, Qinghui told her that she had come back from the Peach Blossom Pavilion, and the female monarch had cried all night, and she didn't know why. But seeing this situation, I'm afraid it's hurtful.

In fact, since returning from the mortal world on the day of the begging festival, Le Wuwu's original intention was not to hold on to those mortal things.

It's just that after a few days of tossing and turning, and thinking about countless possibilities, I still feel that only Xiao Boran is the most reasonable for a hundred miles of cloud dome.

So what is she? Substitute? After a few days, I was still bored in my heart, so I still wandered to the Peach Blossom Pavilion.

The original intention was just to drink a pot of peach blossoms to get drunk and relieve boredom, but unexpectedly, I talked to the old moon.

Everyone only knew that this Yunyun Lady was a good wine, but they didn't know that in fact, this Lady who was just more than 100 years old and the old man under the moon who had already broken 10,000 years old were actually friends for the New Year.

"Hey old man, I'm begging for a drink again." When Le Wuwu arrived at the Peach Blossom Pavilion, Yue Lao was watering the peach tree on the top of his pavilion that had long been useless.

I saw the sun shine, and the clear spring in Yue Lao's hand flashed with broken gold and poured it on the tree, but it was a pity that after a hundred years, the peach tree still had no change, and it didn't bloom.

Le Wuwu remembered that every time she came to this pavilion at noon, the old man would water the peach tree, as if she had been an old friend for many years.

"Old man, why are you still tending to this peach tree? I don't think it can be sustained. ”

"What do you little girl know?" Yue Lao still took care of himself and watered himself.

"You've been working for so many years, and it has no effect at all, and you still drop leaves every day." Leaning over to pick up fallen leaves scattered at the base of the tree, "You don't clean up." ”

The always gentle Yue Lao was a little angry, nervously snatched her and picked up the leaves, smoothed her broken leaf legs, put them back in place and said, "I told you that every leaf here can't be lost!" You know what! Besides, if you don't bloom, I'll take what to make peach blossom stuffing for you. ”

"This is the one you brought back from the Divine Realm?" Seeing that Yue Lao nodded, Le Wuwu continued: "Alas, maybe it's because of the water and soil, right?" After all, the water of this divine realm is not the same as the water of our clouds. As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted Yue Lao's shoulder.

"No, I promised someone before that I would help her keep this peach tree. But why doesn't it bloom? ”

"It's just a peach tree, it's a big deal to replace it with a good one when the time comes."

"Can that be the same? You take a closer look at this fallen leaf. Yue Lao held up a leaf in his hand.

Through the sunlight, Le Wuwu saw that there were flickering patterns on the veins of the leaves, as if something was written, and he looked up at Yue Lao with a puzzled face.

"It's normal that you can't see it, after all, the words on it are very similar to the color of the leaves." As soon as he waved his hand over the fallen leaves, he saw two golden names clearly appearing on the leaves.

"That's the name?"

"You've always thought that I was just an ordinary Divine Realm Peach Blossom Tree, which was used to make wine for you. Actually, this is a testimony of all my work in the divine realm. He took the leaf in Le Wuwu's hand, looked at the name on it at the light, and then said leisurely: "Every pair of names on this leaf is a pair of lovers in the fairy world."

"Then what if it doesn't bloom and sheds its leaves?"

"If you don't bloom, you won't bear fruit, and if you fall, you won't be able to bear fruit."

"Isn't being a fairy a broken love?"

"It's not quite, it's just that most of them are political marriages, and even if they are in love, they will end up in a problem."

Le Wuwu suddenly wanted to see if his name was also on it, and who was the name on the same leaf as him.

"Girl, look."

Le Wuwu followed the direction of Yue Lao's finger and saw a different leaf, which was covered and nourished by a divine power. The other peach leaves were slightly swayed by the wind blowing through the hall at the top of the pavilion, and only it stood still.

I heard Yue Lao continue: "The owner of that leaf said before leaving, she will definitely come back, and when she returns, everything will be fine." Until she returns, I must save the life of this peach tree. ”

With a wave of his backhand, he saw the two names of Nuoda shining on the leaf.

"Xuanshuang? Is that the princess of the divine realm? ”

Yue Lao nodded.

"I heard that more than 300 years ago, the goddess Xuanshuang was a low-class god, and there has been no trace since she fell into the devil."

"I don't remember. In other words, it should be that someone washed away the memory before the nether. I just remember the owner of the leaf telling me over and over again, keep it and wait for her to come back. ”

Yue Lao seemed to want to say something, paused, and continued: "Girl, if it were other people, we would have talked like this to avoid the crime of disrespecting the gods. But you're different from everyone else in this fairy world. You have no worship for the divine realm, no yearning for it. That's why I'll just dare to tell you. That's why I came down. ”

"You're trying to keep the tree?"

"Yes. Although I don't remember, I have a feeling that as long as Princess Xuanshuang returns, everything will definitely come to an end. ”

Le Wuwu looked at the white-haired old man in front of him, and when he looked at the tree and said this, his eyes were poignant, as if he had experienced several vicissitudes in an instant. She didn't know if he had shown it on purpose or if it was already an instinct on his part. If the latter is the case, this feeling can still pour out from the bottom of his heart without memory, then that experience must be very tragic.

She climbed the ladder next to the peach tree and looked at the leaves that were protected by divine power.

Xuanshuang, long night.

What really happened 300 years ago? She was curious to know.

The divine power flowed on the leaves, flowing to her fingertips. Happy and carefree, his body was numb, and an indescribable sadness poured out from the bottom of his heart, but he was indescribably firm.

This is probably Princess Xuanshuang's last obsession, circulating for a hundred years, just to see you again one day.

She suddenly remembered Xiao Boran.

If he is sincere, he is the person she has ordained, does that mean that he will also be on this leaf?

Of course, Yue Lao didn't know that she suddenly thought so much at this moment.

He just saw the girl who was originally giggling, suddenly crying like a madman, looking at every leaf.

He tried to stop her, but he raised his hand and didn't speak.

Joy and worry about it for most of the day, but nothing was gained. She climbed down the ladder almost in desperation.

Keep your head down, staring at the fallen leaves on the soles of your feet in a daze.

She didn't seem to be too desperate, kneeling on the ground and looking at the fallen leaves one by one, but when she saw the last leaf, her fingers trembled slightly, but the hand couldn't reach down.

She sat on her knees, one hand on the ground, the other reaching for the leaf, her head bowed.

If it weren't for the slight shrugging of her shoulders and the tears that kept dripping onto the leaves, she might have been thought to be frozen.

Yue Lao felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.

It seems that hundreds of years ago, he had seen such a scene, but it was a girl in red who kept turning over and over the tree, and finally held a leaf to her cheek with her hand and wept.

Before he could come out of the fragmented memories, the girl in white in front of him fled like a gust of wind.

This is the first time in nearly 100 years that she has not drunk peach blossoms and ran away.

Yue Lao leaned over and picked up the leaf that made the Yunyun Female Monarch, who was not afraid of heaven and earth, look away, and there were two names clearly on it.

Luo Tongjun, Xiao Boran.

So she's still, the substitute, after all.

It's hard to be a fairy and do her part.

In terms of merit, he is not worthy of the title of female monarch, and he can't fight for the last immortal in terms of life, but now he can't even compare with a mortal.

Being an immortal can be a mortal stand-in, it's really ridiculous, ridiculous.