Fang Ci was preparing to go to the barrenness, went to the hall of things to get a pass, and met Jing Qiao'er.

Recently, I will meet from time to time, say hello, say a few words, and disperse, I thought that today is still this process.

Fang Ci followed behind Jing Qiao'er and walked towards the mountain, getting more and more deviant.

The snow melted and the road was slippery.

I didn't know what Jing Qiao'er was thinking, so she stepped on a puddle of snow directly, Fang Ci hurriedly stepped forward to support her, "Be careful"

"Hmm. Jing Qiao'er nodded a little obediently, still protected by Fang Ci, and when she came to the top of the mountain, the cold wind was howling, and she couldn't figure out whether the flush on Jing Qiao'er's face was frostbite or something else.

"That, you. Jing Qiao'er's posture was a little awkward, and she didn't say a reason for a long time.

Turning around, Jing Qiao'er walked a few steps to the edge of the cliff, looked at the cloudless sky, and changed the subject, "When are you leaving?"

"Three days later. ”

"So fast. ”

"Well, I've been stumbling for a long time, so it's time to go out and have a look. ”

Jing Qiao'er turned her head and peeked at Fang Ci, her temperament was a little different, "Will you go to fight for the head of the Fang family after you come back?"

Learning from Jing Qiao'er, Fang Ci also looked at the sky, the rare cloudless, clean as amber sky, made people yearn.

How would he answer in the past, he has always been cultivated as a candidate for the head of the Fang family, but he doesn't want to fight, his brothers are much better than him.

Fang Ci's gaze fell on Jing Qiao'er's side face, it seemed that he and she had watched the sunrise quietly before, but then they couldn't get along peacefully, why?

Because the news of the brothers' breakthrough came one after another.

"If I could come back, I think I would. ”

Half an hour later, Fang Ci's voice sounded.

Jing Qiao'er laughed, her hand was no longer clutching the corner of her clothes, and she tilted her head to look at Fang Ci, "Your birth date." ”

"What?"

"I said, hand over your birthday. ”

"Remember, I can't remember. ”

"Then go and ask!" Jing Qiao'er raised her hand and grabbed Fang Ci's collar, dragged Fang Ci to the front, and said fiercely: "Aunt must remember." ”

"I'm going to ask when I go back. It was too close, Fang Ci said a little nervously.

Shaking her head, Jing Qiao'er slowly tightened Fang Ci's collar, "I said send me a message immediately now!"

The sun was setting on the West Mountain, there was no sunset today, but Jing Qiao'er and Fang Ci were blowing cold wind on this cliff, and they stood until the sun all set.

"Chirp!"

"Why don't we go down and wait?" Even though it's urgent, I don't know when my mother will return. "I can't bear Jing Qiao'er in the cold wind, Fang Ci suggested.

Jing Qiao'er ruthlessly shook Fang Ci's eye knife, "I just want to know for the first time!"

"What's your name?" Fang Ci stood in front of Jing Qiao'er, blocking some of the wind and frost, and asked casually, "What do you want me to do on my birthday?"

After a long time, Jing Qiao'er Nuonuo's voice slowly sounded, "No, it's nothing, it's Miss Ben, I want to write my name on the blank marriage contract." ”

The heart involuntarily quickened, "You?"

"Don't turn back!" Jing Qiao'er kept staring at Fang Ci as she spoke, and when she saw that Fang Ci seemed to be about to turn back, she immediately shouted, "I can tell you that I have a lot of autonomy in the marriage contract, and I can change my name at any time, so you'd better not make me unhappy." ”

Jing Qiao'er poked Fang Ci's back, "Also, when my aunt sends your birthday, after I write back to Jing's house, you'd better stop messing with flowers and grass like now, after confirming the ownership of things, I will kill people." ”

Fang Ci laughed stupidly, "I'm going to be barren, and it's rarely populated. ”

"Hmph, who knows!"

The reply was in the words of the two of them, and it was late, Fang Ci took the letter and wrote a letter with his birthday.

Fang Ci turned around, startling Jing Qiao'er, and before she had time to stop, she directly poked Fang Ci's chest.

"Ah, who allowed you to turn back? ”

Jing Qiao'er wanted to withdraw her hand, but Fang Ci grabbed it and pressed it on the heart that was beating faster, with rare seriousness, which made Jing Qiao'er fall into it

"I promise you, if I can come back from the desolation..." The letter with the eight characters of the birth date was burned to ashes and disappeared with the setting sun.

"You ······"

Fang Ci dropped a shallow kiss on Jing Qiao'er's forehead, if he couldn't come back from the desolation, it was better not to write his name on the marriage contract, he always felt that in that case, Jing Qiao'er's wedding banquet would be a little sad in the future.

Jing Qiao'er touched her forehead and looked at Fang Ci's back, "Cut, love to write or not, who is rare, hehehe." ”

The sound of laughter echoed in the mountains, making Fang Ci's steps down the mountain much lighter.

Fang Ci stepped on the point, and left the Gu Immortal Sect the day before the New Year's Festival, in fact, it didn't matter, the festival in this world was not familiar with Shui Miao, and it was even more different after entering the realm of gods and demons.

The mortal realm and the god and demon realm are two worlds, and the sect and the mountain are two worlds.

The sect is just this kind of annual festival, and time flies too quickly for them.

I don't know who I mentioned it to before, and I discussed going down the mountain to participate in the New Year's Festival together, but now there is no one.

Fang Ci left.

The Nine Feuds don't know where to go for drug rehabilitation.

Jing Qiao'er and Yueshan heard that they were locked up by their master, and they thought they had caused too much trouble recently.

A few days ago, I was too lively, but now I feel too lonely.

After practicing the knife, Shui Miao Miao went up the mountain at will, sat with his knees crossed, looking into the distance, the New Year's Festival under the mountain is actually the spring to welcome the recovery of all things, and the people under the mountain will put prayer lanterns that night.

Shui Miao Miao looked at it from afar, accompanied by the distant bells, and a prayer lantern rose in the night, like a starlight flickering, and the night was sultry······

Shui Miaomiao's eyesight is good now, and she can see the wishes written on a few nearby prayer lanterns from time to time.

'I want to see my great-grandson born, please bless me to break through the light and live longer.' ’

"My neighbor has reached the time of the road, and he doesn't need cattle to plow the fields, and I also want to break through, so that I don't have to go next door to borrow ploughing cattle, please bless me." ’

'Please bless me when the Gu Immortal Sect Terraces recruit people in the coming year, I will definitely be selected for this year, there should be mine this year, they are all settled, I don't know which kid robbed me, I think I am very talented, as long as I enter the Gu Immortal Sect, there will definitely be someone who will be discerning." ’

These wishes are funnier than the other, Shui Miaomiao chuckled lightly.

'The concubine knows my capital, and I am afraid that I will have no hope of being angry in this life, but I have a lot of hair, my face is old, and I am not worthy of the lang, please forget it'······

Will the heavens grant her request? Shui Miaomiao looked at the prayer lantern that flew higher and higher.

Maybe her Xun doesn't care about the other party's appearance, for the complex as a couple, to achieve a good story, a hundred years later, in the look, Xun is still graceful, but the concubine is already white-haired and gray... Maybe it's best to let her empathize with her.

Shui Miaomiao thought wildly, no matter where she went, the word 'love' was the most worrying.

Although she has two lives, she still doesn't know how to write the word 'love', so she has set a rule for herself, don't talk about love, don't talk about love······

"Alas, I suddenly want to put the prayer lantern and let go of these three thousand troubles. Shui Miao sighed lightly and stood up, turned to leave.

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