The two classes in the morning passed quickly, Gong Qianzhu packed up the textbooks on the table, and Leng Zhixiu walked up to her: "I'll send you back to Xiuzhuju." ”

She smiled, "Okay." ”

"I've heard everything my disciples say today, did Yan Ruyu hurt you?"

"No, Huo Feng helped me stop it. ”

Leng Yixiu stopped talking, Gong Qianzhu pointed at a purple dress in the hall, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior Sister Ning'er!"

The purple figure paused, turned her head to look at her, the purple veil hanging from the brim of her hat completely covered her face, she couldn't see her real face, the breeze blowing in from outside the hall blew her purple skirt, indescribably cold and arrogant.

Gong Qianzhu walked up to her and said with a slight smile: "Your name is Xu Ning'er, right? I saw you once at the apprenticeship conference." ”

"Hmm. A simple word, the kind of arrogance and contempt that came out of the nasal cavity.

Gong Qianzhu didn't mind, and continued: "I'm Gong Qianzhu, the youngest disciple under the head of the sect, uh...... I mean, this bottle of Snow Lotus Jade Dew Cream is for you, this one is useful for burns, I heard your face ......"

“！”

Xu Ning'er raised her head suddenly, and waved her hand angrily to knock off the bottle in her hand, and the porcelain bottle turned around a few times on the ground, but it didn't break.

Gong Qianzhu looked at the porcelain vase on the ground in a daze.

Xu Ning'er didn't look at her, turned around directly, and said coldly: "If you want to laugh and humiliate, I'll say it directly, don't be so pretentious!"

"I'm not ......"

"That's enough, I can't see the face of a villain like you who has fallen into a well!" Xu Ning'er said angrily, the purple veil seemed to feel her anger, and it shook slightly under the chaotic aura, "However, if you don't want to be thrown down the Lethe River by my father, you'd better restrain yourself!"

“......”

Gong Qianzhu raised his head again, only to see the back of the purple figure walking away, looking particularly tall and lonely in the peach blossoms.

She lowered her eyes a little lonely and turned her head to look at the three people who walked behind her: "Let's go back." ”

"Qianzhu ......" Yun Luo pulled her sleeve.

She smiled, picked up the courseware and walked out.

Walking to the vicinity of Juyang Pavilion, Leng Yixiu, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Huofeng Yunluo, you go back first, I will accompany her for the rest of the road." ”

"Huh, why?"

Leng Yixiu turned his head sideways and said coldly: "Elder Xuanjing has something to do with you. ”

"Ahh......h

Gong Qianzhu didn't think it was strange, and continued to walk towards Xiuzhuju with the courseware, followed by Leng Yixiu.

"Bamboo stick, you provoked Xu Ning'er today, I'm afraid you will have more trouble in the future. ”

"It's okay, I'll find someone to explain to Senior Sister Ning'er when I go back. ”

"She's not going to take your affection. ”

"Okay, Legacy Cultivator, you don't have to worry about me, Senior Sister Ning'er is not a bad person, and even if she wants to trouble me, Huo Feng will help me. ”

"Chitake. ”

"Huh?" Gong Qianzhu stopped to step into Xiuzhuju's feet, and turned back in surprise. He rarely called her by her name, and generally teased her by calling her a bamboo stick.

Leng Yixiu's expression was a little inexplicable, and he paused and said, "Don't go to find Huo Feng." ”

"What?"

"Yan Ruyu and Xu Ning'er want to trouble you, just tell me, don't go to Huo Feng. ”

"Why?"

Leng Yixiu turned around: "Huo Feng's temper is irritable and easy to cause trouble. ”

Hearing the reproach in his words, Gong Qianzhu's smile faded, and his voice was a little lonely: "I'm sorry, the ...... of the relics"

Leng Yixiu glanced at her, but finally didn't say anything.

·

In the peach blossom forest in the back mountain.

Huo Feng and Yun Luo sat under a peach blossom tree, and the two of them competed for a piece of Xuanwu mirror, and gathered in front of the mirror to watch the two people in front of Xiuzhu from afar.

Huo Feng raised his eyebrows: "Did you say that kid from the relics broke us apart just to say bad things about me to Qianzhu?"

"Are you stupid?" Yun Luo couldn't help but smile, his eyes lit up, "Relic cultivation - jealous!"

"Jealous?!" Huo Feng jumped up excitedly, "You mean, ...... to leave him behind"

"I like Chitake!" Yun Luo continued.

Huo Feng was so excited that he was incoherent, and after being idle for decades, Jiu Ge finally had gossip: "When did it happen?

"Is it your own rough nerves, okay? Half of Jiuge's disciples know this secret. Yun Luo glanced at him with disdain, tilted his head and thought seriously, "I think, it should be the first time Qianzhu came to Jiuge with the master, the relict cultivator liked her!"

"Tell me about it!" Huo Feng's eyes lit up, on the day Qianzhu first came to Jiuge, he happened to be sent down the mountain by Elder Xuanjing to run errands, but he didn't expect to miss such a good show.

Yun Luo sat under the peach blossom tree, posing as a storyteller, and spoke eloquently.

I remember that the weather was very good that day, the sky was clear, the peach blossoms were scorching and blooming, the wind and waves were like the sea, and the flowers were fragrant. Leng Yixiu and many disciples stood at the mountain gate to welcome the head of the mountain, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, sweeping up the pink and white peach petals all over the ground, and suddenly the sky was full of flowers and rain, like a pink and white snow.

Gong Qianzhu is in the peach blossoms in the sky with Mozili slowly flying down from the clouds, clothes flying, long hair fluttering, light smile, eyebrows picturesque, like a superb scene in the peach blossom rain, the sun is pouring into the city, the flowers fall without a trace.

Leng Yixiu looked at the girl in the snow-white skirt beside the head of the house in a daze, as if she was in a dream, the hustle and bustle of the world seemed to be cut off, and the whole world seemed to be left with only the peach blossom rain in the sky, and the woman in white clothes who was better than snow in the flower rain, the fragrance of peach blossoms was like a wave of heat rushing to the face, the wind passed silently, and the fairy fell into the dust.

- My name is Leng Zhixiu.

As soon as the head stepped into the mountain gate, he stepped forward and said a little crampedly.

All the disciples talked about it, and the iceberg lecturer, who had always been as cold as frost, fell in love with this girl in white at a glance.

The girl looked back and smiled slightly, startling the sky.

At that moment, everyone fully realized the ancient poem that the lecturer of Wenqu read in class - looking back and smiling, three thousand fandels have no color.

- My name is Miyachitake.

She replied with a light smile, turned around and followed Mozi into the mountain gate, her long snow-white hairband fluttering in the thousands of peach blossoms, and the fairy trail was hard to find, like a dream.

Yun Luo held his hands and his eyes were full of peach hearts, recalling the beautiful scenery of the allure that day.

"Just because the widow told her her name, you said he liked Qianzhu?" Huo Feng looked noncommittal, "It's ridiculous, isn't it?"

"Of course it's not just that!" Yun Luo hugged his chest and looked confident, "Do you know what the disciples gave to Qianzhu at the entrance banquet held that night?"

"Winged phoenix bracelet?"

"That's a family heirloom that has been reinvenated, and it is only passed on to Mrs. Leng!"

Huo Feng looked surprised: "This kid, it turns out that he still has this hand!"

They were silent.

After a while, the two gossiped together again.

"Do you think Qianzhu will have a son or a daughter in the future?"

"Son, I'll be his godfather and teach him martial arts. ”

"Why can't it be a daughter? My daughter is cute, I can teach her to embroider female red. ”

"How's the dragon and phoenix fetus?"

"Good idea. ”

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