When Qingci was halfway through eating, he found that Hua Wuying was leaning motionless on the peach tree, quietly watching him eat, so he reached out and picked one and handed it to her. Hua Wuying took the peach and didn't eat it, but put it directly into his sleeve.

Qing Ci looked at her puzzled, picked another one and handed it to her, Hua Wuying put it in the sleeve again, Qing Ci picked it again, and Hua Wuying put it in the sleeve again.

After picking five or six of them, Hua Wuying finally opened his mouth lightly: "Okay, even if I have Qiankun sleeves, my sleeves can't be installed anymore." ”

Qingci heard Hua Wuying say this, and then stopped the hand that was about to pick peaches. He looked at the girl in front of him who smiled like a peach blossom, and felt that she was very unique, but he couldn't tell what was unique about her except for the coldness on her body. I just feel that she is like the bewitching and mysterious flower on the other side, and like the cold and lonely peach blossom.

In a blink of an eye, it was almost noon, and Hua Wuying jumped off the peach tree, and said to Qingci under the tree: "Qingci, you should go back." ”

Qing Ci listened to her reminder, and jumped down, although he coveted the beauty of this peach forest, but if he delayed the time, he would worry the masters and wives.

Qingci's skill is not as good as Hua Wuying, and the peach blossoms on the peach tree also fall with the gust of wind when he jumps down. A few petals also landed on the shoulders of Hua Wuying, who was standing under the tree, and Hua Wuying remained silent and gently swept the petals off her shoulders.

Since she was a child, she often came to this peach forest alone, either practicing swords in the peach blossoms in the sky, or eating peaches boredly on the peach branches.

Daddy is always very busy, but what flowers are very busy and I don't know, I only know that she can only see her father and mother a few times a year, although there are not a few people of the same age in the valley, but they always see her from a distance and wait to salute, respectfully call "Young Valley Lord." ”

Hua Wuying was informal, and he had pulled the disciples of the valley many times before and asked them to play with her, but each time it ended with his father and mother punishing those disciples who played with him.

Gradually, Hua Wuying understood, no one would really want to play with her, because she was afraid of being punished by the valley owner and the valley owner's wife. Since then, she has stopped pulling the disciples of the valley to accompany her, and she doesn't want anyone to be punished by her father and mother for her.

But now, this young man in light green clothes can play with her, although he also had a cautious look when he first saw him in the sea of flowers last night, but at least he was sincere.

When he returned to the guest room, Hua Wuying put a few peaches he had picked for himself in his sleeve into a food box and handed it to him. "Take it. Hua Wuying's tone was cold but firm.

Qing Ci then thanked the food box, and at this time, a disciple outside the door said: "Gu Master, the disciple has come to send this son to meet with the immortal families." ”

"Hmm. Qing Ci heard Hua Wuying respond softly, so he bowed goodbye and said respectfully: "Qing Ci bid farewell to the Lord of the Flower Valley." ”

"Ten years. Hua Wuying suddenly came out with a preface and a remark, but it didn't seem like talking to himself.

"What ten years?" Qing Ci didn't know if the flower valley lord in front of him was saying to himself, but now it was only the two of them.

"Ten years, see you in the sunken pavilion. Hua Wuying spoke again, Qing Ci still didn't understand, he felt that Hua Wuying seemed to be really talking to himself, and was about to say something more, but he saw the red clothes flying, accompanied by a gust of wind, Hua Wuying had already gone out and disappeared.

Qing Ci joined the immortals under the guidance of the disciples of the Flower Soul Valley, and then the group walked away on the moss-covered path as carefully as they came.

Leaving at noon, it was already evening when the group returned to the Sunken Pavilion, and the disciples of the Sunken Pavilion saw the pavilion master and others coming back and hurriedly ordered the kitchen to prepare dinner. Qingci gave the peaches he brought back to his junior sister and several senior brothers, leaving only one for himself.

"This peach is so sweet, and it's so big. Yulin praised while eating. Qing Ci and several senior brothers were afraid of being rude in front of the master and his wife, so they all took the peaches in their hands and thought about going back to their rooms to eat them.

"Qingci, where did you get this peach?"

"Gifted by the Lord of the Valley of Flowers. Qing Ci saw the master ask and replied truthfully.

"You've met the Lord of the Flower Valley, it's really surprising that the Valley Lord, who is so cold that he can freeze to death, has such delicious peaches. The peach in Yulin's mouth had not yet been swallowed, and he hurriedly answered when he heard what he said.

"The Lord of the Flower Valley is young and promising, and you are of the same age, if she is willing to make friends with you, it will be of great benefit to our Sunrise Pavilion. When the senior wife Qin heard this, she hurriedly mentioned some words on the side.

"And Flower Soul Valley has always had the practice of accepting outsiders, back then, Chen Shanmi won the favor of the flower valley lord Hua Kongting, stood out from the inconspicuous small sect, and later established the Guanshan faction......" Qin couldn't help but sigh about the past.

"Mother, why haven't I heard of the Guanshan Sect, was it even more powerful than our Rishen Pavilion at that time?" Yulin listened to their conversation while eating peaches on the side, and when he heard his mother talk about the Guanshan Sect that he had never heard of, he quickly interrupted and interjected.

"Don't mention the grievances of the past. If you're tired from a long day's journey, go back to your room and rest. Before Yulin could wait for his mother's answer, he saw his father winking at his mother, avoiding mentioning the past.

"Master, the Lord of the Flower Valley seems to say that the Sun Shen Pavilion will sink after ten years, what's going on?" Qing Ci remembered what Hua Wuying had said for ten years, and asked curiously.

"This is the practice of the hundred schools of immortals, as the head of the hundred schools of immortals, the lord of the flower valley will go to the other five immortal gates every two years to inspect and give some guidance on the cultivation of the major immortal gates. Seeing that their topic did not dwell on the old things of the Guanshan Sect back then, Yu Ran explained when they talked about the current business.

Then he went on to explain in more detail: "Two years later, the Lord of the Flower Valley will go to the Ethereal Tower, the Plum Blossom Pavilion, the Green Bamboo Gate, and the Flying Pavilion, and when it is our turn to sink the Pavilion, it will be exactly ten years later. The last time I came, it was the former Flower Valley Lord who didn't sleep, and you and Lin'er didn't lead you to visit when they were still young. ”

"I didn't expect Hua Weimian to die young, and Hua Wuying had to take on this important responsibility at a young age. After Yuran finished speaking, he sighed alone.

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After dinner, Qing Ci returned to his room, looking at the peaches he brought back, he wanted to eat them and was a little reluctant, and when he was about to put them down, his mind flashed with a picture of Hua Wuying lazily leaning on a branch to watch him eat peaches. In this way, Qingci, who had just finished dinner, ate a large peach.

On the second day, after the Qing Ci practice, I went to the mountain behind the Rishen Pavilion alone, and finally chose a place that I thought was very good to plant the peach pits that I had eaten last night. "I don't know if the Sunken Pavilion can grow such a beautiful peach tree. Qingci said to himself, I can't think about it, but no matter what this peach tree looks like, as long as it can grow, it's good.

Since planting the peach pit, Qing Ci will go to the back mountain to see after practicing every day, and it can be regarded as a hard work, first germination, then a small sapling, and then Qing Ci watched this little peach tree grow day by day.

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Finally, when Qing Ci was fifteen years old, it was the spring equinox solar term, and it was drizzling, and Qing Ci saw the peach tree he planted blooming.

Although it was just a few sporadic peach blossoms, it didn't have the kind of splendid peach forest in the Flower Soul Valley, and even a few cold peach blossoms still gave people a bleak feeling, but Qing Ci was very happy, he didn't play an umbrella in this drizzle, and stood by the peach tree intently for a long, long time.

On Yulin's fifteenth birthday, Yuran took the word Liuying for her.

After Yuliu Ying's cultivation was over, she was about to go to the kitchen to see what was delicious, but she couldn't find anyone at all. She felt that her senior brother didn't know what to think, and he had to run to the back mountain at the end of his daily practice, but he never saw him come back by forking a fish or hunting a bird, so I really didn't understand him.

Yuliu Yingying searched for a while in the back mountain and found her senior brother, only to see his senior brother standing quietly under the peach tree, the peach tree was as thin as a bamboo, only a head taller than her senior brother, a few emerald green leaves on the tiny branches, a few cold peach blossoms.

"What's so nice about this. Yuliu Ying was puzzled, she felt that this peach tree that could be broken by a little wind could really be described as "broken flowers and willows". But her senior brother was so stunned that he couldn't get enough of it, and he still didn't know that the drizzle had wet the ends of his hair.

"Senior brother, senior brother. Yuliu Yingying called out loudly from afar.

Qing Ci didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly came back to his senses when he heard his junior sister calling him, and turned around to see a junior sister dressed in white standing not far away with an umbrella. "Senior sister, the peach tree is blooming, come and see. He warmly invited, as if the peach tree was blooming as a matter of great pride.

"Senior brother, it's raining, what is so beautiful about this bamboo pole-like peach tree and a few cold flowers. Yu Liuying looked disdainful and pouted and complained dissatisfiedly.

"Senior brother, let's go, it's time to eat in a while. Yuliuying saw that Qing Ci was still motionless, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull him, "Look at you, I don't know how to use an umbrella when it's raining, my clothes are wet, what are you looking at here?" ”

"Senior sister, you go back first, I'll go back in a while. Qingci's body was wet from the rain, and he deliberately distanced himself from Yuliuying.

"I've really convinced you, you can remember to go back soon. Yuliu turned around a little displeased and left. Her brother she knows, he has not been very close to people since he was a child, and although they grew up together, he always felt that he was deliberately alienating her.

In fact, it can't be said to be estranged, there are delicious and fun, Qingci is always the first to think of her, and keeps it for her, but it is always polite and makes people feel unclose.

Looking at the figure of the junior sister gradually moving away, Qingci quietly looked at the peach tree in front of him. If this peach tree grows in the Flower Soul Valley, it should be full of peach blossoms like the peach tree in the Flower Soul Valley. If he hadn't been abandoned since he was a child, he had grown up beside his father and mother since he was a child, wouldn't he be different from himself at this time? Qingci silently muttered in his heart.

In the past five years, the master has added a lot of homework to him, and he is busy reading and practicing calligraphy and immortal arts every day. His talent was gradually revealed, coupled with his hard work and diligence, he was the best among his disciples of the same age, and even some senior brothers were gradually inferior to him.

His master Yuran once told him that he was very talented in cultivating immortals, perhaps because his father or mother had extremely high cultivation. He had also heard his master tell him about his life experience, but his master knew little about his life experience, and only told him that he was abandoned in front of the gate of Rishen Pavilion Mountain on a full moon night in the Mid-Autumn Festival.

His master also told him that he had also sent people to inquire near Wutong Mountain, but still did not hear any news about his background.

Qing Ci had no memory of his biological parents, and he didn't know why his parents abandoned him, whether they hated him, or whether they had a last resort?

He only knew that the master said that the name Qingci was chosen for him by his parents, and since he also gave him a name, he must have loved him too, at least for a moment. Even if he was abandoned in the end, he probably loved him.

Qing Ci is full of sorrow, Rishen Pavilion is very good, master and wife, sister and brother are all very good, but he always feels that he is instinctively very cold here, not cold, to be precise, it should be indifferent.

"Maybe I didn't know what love was by nature, just like my parents. Qing Ci sighed silently and turned to leave.