Su Xing didn't think much about it, and followed Qiao Han through a few corridors, and smelled a faint fragrance from a distance.

Pushing open a delicate courtyard gate, the small Qing Garden was not built in the courtyard. After walking some mountain roads and passing some dense bushes, I saw a row of emerald green and delicate hedges.

Inside the fence, there are white tulip flowers, like a snow falling on the earth. A woman in a white mopping smoke cage plum blossom water skirt is standing in it admiring the flowers, and the people are more delicate than the flowers.

Seeing Su Xing, Han Qiaozhi showed a sincere smile on her face, and walked to the front of the garden quickly, like the most holy fairy in a hundred flowers, lightly opening her teeth:

"Brother Su, the Yanhan Order has been given to you for a long time, but this is the first time you have come to Qiaozhi."

Listening to Han Qiaozhi's slightly ridiculous tone, Su Xing smiled slightly.

Han Qiaozhi has already continued:

"Come in, please."

Then he nodded to Qiao Han behind Su Xing.

Qiao Han was stunned for a moment before nodding yes. She understood what her master meant, and let her serve outside the garden.

Han Qiaozhi, who looked at the smiling smile, took Su Xing into the garden, like a butterfly surrounding the flowers, and took the initiative to laugh along the way.

Qiao Han couldn't help but rub his eyes, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him. She had hardly seen Han Qiaozhi smile, even at the ceremony of being promoted to an inner disciple, she always revealed a sense of indifference and alienation.

However, in front of Su Xing, the master seemed to have taken off the mask of indifference and re-established herself as a girl in the prime of her life, which made her feel unbelievable.

Su Xing followed Han Qiaozhi in a large white tulip flower, and finally stopped in front of a delicate pavilion. Han Qiaozhi's pretty face was slightly red, and her jade fingers pointed to the stone table next to her, on which a pot of tea was steaming, and said to Su Xing:

"I won't admit Brother Su into the house, come and sit here."

Su Xing glanced at the small pavilion, presumably it was most likely Han Qiaozhi's boudoir, so naturally he would not be uninterested in going in and sitting, so he sat down at the stone table.

I drank a cup of tea first, the tea was slightly bitter, but it was sweet and elegant, flowing into the abdomen, the warmth spread to the limbs, and there was a faint aura feeding out, presumably not ordinary. However, Su Xing didn't be too polite with his friends, and after taking a sip of tea, he first put the things covered with a black cloth on the table.

He took out a jade slip from the storage bag and said, "Qiaozhi also knows that the sect has recently released the Xuankui Sect Merit List, and I happen to have the experience of fighting against the Xuankui Sect, and I have recorded some of it, I hope it can be useful to you." ”

This jade slip is different from the ordinary jade slips that sent the information of the Xuankui sect of the same sect, and recorded the details of the Xuankui sect's 'river' and 'true' spells that he had fought against in the ape forest, as well as speculation and defense of some treacherous methods, and even based on this information, it can be inferred that he has obtained some of the exercises of the Xuankui sect.

Therefore, he only gave Han Qiaozhi and Lin Xixi this jade slip.

Han Qiaozhi took the jade slip handed over by Su Xing on the table, and said with a smile:

"Thank you, Brother Su."

Su Xing nodded, he didn't need to emphasize the preciousness of this jade slip too much, just like Han Qiaozhi would never mention in front of him how many resources he had to pay for him every time.

Seeing that Han Qiaozhi accepted the jade slip, Su Xing lifted the black cloth on the table and took off the simple cover woven with bamboo strips.

A bright yellow delicate flower is revealed, and the aura of Xiaoqingyuan is already full, and it seems to be rich and dripping water around the flower.

This is the Ming Ling Flower that Su Xing pours with the spiritual rain rich in Fusang aura every day and cultivates it by himself.

Han Qiaozhi's eyes lit up, and she actually stood up directly from the table, walked to the blooming Ming Ling Flower, closed her eyes and sniffed lightly, then opened her eyes and looked at Su Xing.

Ming Linghua seemed to bloom on the girl's pupils at this time, and her eyes were like a seductive morning sun. With a bright smile on his face, he looked forward to it, and deliberately asked:

"This flower is so beautiful."

Su Xing was also amazed by the bright girl in front of him for a moment, and then said with a faint smile:

"Yours."

"Hehehe." With a few chuckles that didn't care about the image, Han Qiaozhi covered her small mouth, and then carefully held the flower pot with her slender fingers and moved slowly on the table.

At the same time, he sat down again, and the Ming Ling Flower had moved in front of him.

After looking at the pot of flowers carefully, Han Qiaozhi couldn't hide her smile:

"This is the first time someone has given me flowers."

Su Xing was a little surprised, and sent the jade slip of Xuankui Sect to the other party, but the other party just smiled and thanked him. Giving a worthless spirit plant that he cultivated, Han Qiaozhi loved it very much.

However, if the other party likes it, it's fine.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Han Qiaozhi smiled, looked at Su Xing with beautiful eyes, and asked:

"Was this flower planted in Brother Su's courtyard before?"

Su Xing nodded, he planted a lot.

Han Qiaozhi's tone remained unchanged:

"I remember that Brother Su seems to have planted a lot of flowers, and the rest of the flowers will also be given to others?"

Su Xing nodded again, at first he thought that he would not be able to repay the help of his friends, as a spirit planter, he would first plant a few spirit plants and send them away. Now there are other things to repay, but the flowers have been planted, and it is not impossible to give them away.

Han Qiaozhi's slender and slender ten fingers left the flower pot, nodded with a smile, and changed the topic:

"Brother Su is also going to the Shadow River? When the time comes, you can be with Qiaozhi. ”

The Purple Jade Sect generally regularly selects disciples who have been cultivating for about a year every year to enter the Zhaoying River to cultivate for a year, which is suitable for new cultivators to lay a good foundation, and people like Han Qiaozhi who are selected as inner disciples as soon as they enter the sect certainly have a chance.

Brother Su had nothing to do, so he agreed, and the two chatted like this. In the middle, Han Qiaozhi never mentioned the matter of Ming Linghua again.

After chatting casually for two or three quarters of an hour, Han Qiaozhi's boudoir was not far away, and Su Xing thought that staying too long might have a bad impact on the other party, so he got up and said goodbye.

Han Qiaozhi stayed for a while, and then personally got up and sent Su Xing to the gate of Xiaoqingyuan, and then sent Su Xing down the mountain by Qiao Han.

Along the way, Qiao Han's eyes became more and more strange when he looked at Su Xing, as if he was very curious, and he didn't dare to ask more.

Finally, holding back the question of asking Su Xing why his master had such a special attitude towards him, Qiao Han sent him down to Yanhan Peak and returned to Xiaoqing Garden.

Walking into the garden, the owner was sitting at the table, staring at a bright yellow flower in a daze.

Han Qiaozhi is usually tolerant of maids, so Qiao Han didn't think much about it, "wow", stepped forward, and exclaimed:

"This is the Ming Spirit Flower? How could there be such a large and bright Ming Ling Flower, the effect of this gathering aura is probably two or three times that of an ordinary Ming Ling Flower. Master, is this what Su Daoyou has been carrying in his hand just now? ”

Han Qiaozhi's face returned to her usual indifference at some point, and she just nodded when she heard this.

Qiao Han was surprised by the rapid change in Han Qiaozhi's mood, thought about Su Xing, who had just left, and praised it a little from the heart:

"It's so pretty."

"Is it pretty?" Han Qiaozhi's face was indifferent, and she stretched out a slender jade finger and gently swiped the delicate petal surface:

"It's a pity that it's not for me."

Then, Han Qiaozhi turned his back:

"If I destroy all the remaining Mingling flowers in that courtyard, and the one that belongs only to me is left, it will be the most beautiful."

"Huh?" Qiao Han didn't hear it clearly for a while, Han Qiaozhi's voice was extremely soft just now, more like an unintentional whisper.

However, Han Qiaozhi didn't speak anymore.

hugged the pot of Mingling flowers that were still blooming, and walked into the small pavilion by himself.