"Little cloth girl, what are we going to do on the two hundred and ninety floors?"

"Is there something wrong with you?"

"If so, just ask."

Luo Fu, whose mind was full of question marks, was inexplicably brought to the 290th layer by Xiaobu.

He asked with a grin.

I decided in my heart that Xiaobu must have something to say.

The slender and noble snow neck of the small cloth was twisted slightly, and there was anger written on the face: "My young master Luo, it has always been my Xiaobu who is obedient to you." ”

"Now you listen to me once, where is it?"

"Trust me, come with me, and you'll understand."

The four words full of charm choked Luo Fu for a while.

But if you think about it carefully, there seems to be no angle to refute her.

Luo Fu smiled helplessly, and obediently didn't say anything more.

For Xiaobu, he is still very relieved.

The Taicang Sky Tower, the 290th floor, is a hanging garden.

The garden is cultivated by a special method to make it evergreen and blooming in all seasons.

Luo Fu found that tonight's hanging garden should have just been carefully decorated by Xiaobu.

Colorful lanterns are dotted among the thousands of flowers, making this place look dreamlike and quite elegant.

Since the entire Taicang Heavenly Pagoda was covered by Luo Fu, at this time, there were naturally no idle people in the hanging garden on the 290th floor.

When Luo Fu followed behind Xiao Bu's curling figure, he turned around and walked through a quiet path.

A flower bed exposed to the starry sky is presented in Luo Fu's line of sight.

There are stars in the sky, and under the stars is a round table that is not too big or small.

The round table is filled with delicate delicacies and aged wines.

When Luo Fu saw this scene, he immediately understood why Xiaobu was so mysterious.

Because at the round table, there is a beautiful back.

Just from the back, Luo Fu can also judge at a glance that the Yiren under the starry sky is Su Wan'er.

Xiao Bu stopped and smiled at Luo Fu: "Lord Luo Dao, in the next time, Xiao Bu won't bother much." ”

"Please take care of yourself."

After that, Xiaobu explained a few words very decently, then turned around and left, leaving the scene to Luo Fu and Su Wan'er.

Luo Fu didn't say much.

just looked at Su Wan'er's soft and delicate back steadily, and didn't speak for a long time.

Su Wan'er obviously realized Luo Fudi's arrival a long time ago, although she never turned around, her beautiful back looked a little stiff and nervous.

Luo Fu hesitated and weighed.

Today's Penglai Divine Sect, it can be said that the relationship with Wandao Immortal Palace is completely broken.

It was so broken that in the Taicang Huanyu Tower, Luo Fu didn't even give Yuwen Huangji a chance to make a move, so he killed his prisoner.

Is it suitable for him and Su Wan'er to meet in such a hostile camp at the moment?

Luo Fu is naturally not afraid of heaven and earth, but he is afraid of causing unnecessary trouble to Su Wan'er.

He was afraid that he would hurt her.

But after only three breaths, the hesitation on Luo Fu's face disappeared, and he changed to a warm smile.

He walked to Su Wan'er's side in a few steps and said softly, "Excuse me, is there anyone sitting here?" ”

Su Wan'er's back stiffened slightly, and then sighed: "Please take a seat." ”

Luo Fu pulled out a chair and sat opposite Su Wan'er.

The two stared silently into each other's eyes and did not speak for a long time.

After all, it was Luo Fu who was the first to speak, he picked up a wine glass, and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Su Wan'er, since the last time I said goodbye to the small secret realm, I didn't expect you and me to have the opportunity to be alone again so soon." ”

Su Wan'er sighed again, and that sigh was full of complex emotions.

Her eyes drooped, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and then she mustered up the courage to look directly into Luo Fu's eyes again.

"Luo Fu Daoyou, Su Wan'er's rash visit will cause you inconvenience."

"After all, you and I are in different camps, not only are we not friends, but we may even ...... Not even a passerby. ”

This sentence is full of sadness.

At least between passers-by, it can be regarded as a meeting in Pingshui.

But the two of them are enemies.

Luo Fu smiled and said softly: "Since Daoist Su Wan'er is here, then she must have made up her mind." ”

"If you and I see each other privately and it won't affect you, then tonight, we might as well put down our camp and be honest."

"Tonight, I'm me, you're just you, how."

Su Wan'er smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "Lord Luo Dao said well." ”

"You are you, I am who I am, without any worldly identity."

"This is the freedom that Su Wan'er, who has dreamed back countless times at midnight, and longs for."

"For this sentence, I salute Lord Luo Dao."

Luo Fu also smiled, and the two raised their glasses and touched each other.

Su Wan'er's eyes swept over the wine glass, and suddenly said, "Change the bar and drink mine." ”

She took out a small wine jar, patted open the mud, and poured a new glass for herself and for Luo Fu.

The turquoise liquor in the jar exudes a refreshing aroma.

When Luo Fu heard this, his index finger moved, and he couldn't help but praise: "Good wine!" ”

Immediately, the two changed to green wine and clinked glasses to drink.

The wine is soft but hot.

Entering the abdomen, it is as warm as the sun, and there is a warm current back to the throat, exuding a strange fragrance in the mouth.

Luo Fu couldn't help but praise "good wine" again.

Su Wan'er poured a second cup for herself and Luo Fu.

Luo Fu raised his wine glass and said, "After the Holy Son Ceremony is over, what are the arrangements for Wan'er Daoyou?" ”

Su Wan'er smiled: "Luo Daoyou, have you forgotten that we will only talk about you and me tonight." ”

Luo Fu patted his forehead reproachfully: "Look at me, I was wrong, punish myself." ”

Take a sip of green wine.

Seeing this, Su Wan'er couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle: "Luo Daoyoumo is not greedy for Wan'er's wine, and deliberately punished himself. ”

Luo Fu laughed.

Then, Su Wan'er Yu put her hand on her cheek, stared at Luo Fu's eyes seriously, and said softly: "Luo Fu, are you alive, are you tired?" ”

Luo Fu lowered his head and smiled.

Tired.

Maybe.

He never thought about it.

No one had ever asked him this question.

He has always been on the road, always moving forward, whether it was a thousand years ago, or now after a thousand years.

He didn't know what to say.

Then he asked rhetorically: "Wan'er Daoyou, what about you." ”

Su Wan'er smiled sweetly and replied very calmly: "Tired." ”

Luo Fu smiled: "Then I'm tired too." ”

"Cheers to our tiredness."

The two clinked glasses and drank the wine.

Suddenly, Su Wan'er spoke: "I still remember that at the Four Techniques Grand Ceremony, Luo Daoyou resolutely gave me the Eight Treasures Soul Replenishing Pill regardless of the views of the camp and the gossip. ”

"At that time, Luo Daoyou was so free and uninhibited, and how heroic he was."

"But now, without the eyes of outsiders, why is Luo Daoyou tied up."

Luo Fu was stunned when he heard this, and then shook his head with a wry smile: "What Wan'er Daoist said is reasonable, I will punish myself again." ”

A few glasses of wine in your stomach.

Luo Fu suddenly felt that his face was hot, and he was lightheaded.

He shook his head forcefully, trying to shake the drunken away.

But the green wine is delicious, but it is full of stamina.

After the two drank three more glasses, Luo Fu finally couldn't hold it anymore, lay on the table, and fell into a deep sleep.

At present, Luo Fu is drunk and can't wait to be decent.

Su Wan'er didn't have any resentment, she just stared at Luo Fu's wine glass quietly and said, "Luo Daoyou." ”

"I deliberately stunned you."

"I hope that when you wake up, you won't blame."