Three days later, Jun Cha came to the outside of Qingfeng Valley with slight steps.

Outside the Qingfeng Valley, the four seasons are like spring, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the color of a picture scroll of a fairyland on earth. It's hard to imagine that the Valley of the Breeze is home to many ancient monks' caves.

"Recently, the Moro clan on the other side of the Holy Snow Region seems to be about to break through the Misu border. ”

"Really?

"Don't you know, there are several forces on the other side of the Holy Snow Domain. The Moro took advantage of the opportunity to seize the opportunity. ”

"Alas, the Spirit Realm is about to change. ”

"I heard that several major sects have recently probed the news of another continent. ”

Outside Qingfeng Valley, the monks were talking about the latest news in the Cangling Realm.

Now I want to say that the hottest topics among the monks are none other than the Holy Snow Domain, the Moro Clan, the Lost Continent and so on.

Jun Cha listened silently until the two monks, a man and a woman, came to Qingfeng Valley with two people.

Seeing the familiar figure, Jun Cha stepped forward to say hello, and when he saw the people behind the two people, he suddenly spoke.

"Senior brother, senior sister. ”

Isn't this the two people Su Moyan and Yi Jianzhi who I just met a few days ago!

The two were also stunned. Yi Jianzhi looked at Jun Cha and nodded in the breeze. Su Moyan is expressionless.

"Ah, I didn't expect Jun Daoyou and these two to be brothers and sisters. ”

Female cultivator Yang Xi looked at the three of them playfully, the relationship between these three people was really surprising and unexpected, and the fortunes were so similar, purple with black, good luck with fierceness.

The three of them got together with this fortune, and they didn't know what kind of chemical reaction would happen.

Li Yiyi, the male cultivator who invited Jun Cha, saw that the three of them knew each other, and he didn't say much, so he directly introduced the other person who was late to the party.

Jun Cha, Su Moyan and Yi Jian looked at this belated male cultivator at the same time.

The male cultivator was dressed in a peculiar way, blindfolded by a black cloth, with black fingertips on his fingertips, his vigorous and powerful calves wrapped in black gold-patterned boots, and a black sword on his back, tied up in a ponytail as high as Jun Cha.

Except for the eyes that were not revealed, judging from the face alone, this person was very handsome and a beautiful man.

"Jian Gui, Jian Daoyou. ”

Li Yiyi introduced to the three people.

The male cultivator named Jian Gui nodded at the few people and said nothing.

"Jian Daoyou is cold and doesn't talk much. ”

Li Yiyi explained.

Yang Xi covered his mouth and looked at Jian Gui with a smile, he chose this one because of his extraordinary luck and purple anger.

"Let's go into the Valley of the Breeze. ”

The words fell, and the six of them entered Qingfeng Valley together.

The moment they stepped into the Valley of the Breeze, the six of them felt a dead aura rising from the ground and enveloping them.

Jian Gui snorted coldly, and his sword qi cleansed away the dead and silent qi that surrounded everyone.

Jun Cha, Su Moyan and Yi Jianzhi looked at this maverick male cultivator in surprise. He cultivated Haoran sword qi, and the sword qi was pure.

This person's sword cultivation is not low.

Li Yiyi took out a map and looked at a few people, pointed to the nearest ancient monk cave, and several people went towards that cave.

The Ancient Monk Cave Mansion in Qingfeng Valley has always been famous in Xuanlan for a long time. It is a very strange phenomenon that groups of ancient monks appeared in Xuanlan.

Later, it was rumored that this was the burial ground of a big family in ancient times, and then as time passed, more and more treasures came out of the ancient monks' caves, and no one paid more attention to the origin of the group of monks' caves.

The sky was clear, the birds were fluttering, the fallen leaves were caressing, and several people came to the place that Li Yiyi pointed to, which was a meadow.

"The cave is hidden by the formation, and the formation must be found to break it. ”

Yi Jianzhi stared at the grass, turned his head and looked at Su Moyan with an imperceptible sigh.

Sure enough, the behavior of the night before yesterday left a shadow on the junior sister, and Yi Jianzhi raised his head and sighed.

Su Moyan turned his head uncomfortably, silently holding the sword, and began to look for traces of the formation.

has been with Yi Jianzhi for so long, and Su Moyan is also good at the formation.

As for Jun Cha, in addition to the formation pattern, he knows a little bit about the formation, and the others are blind.

It's just that the atmosphere of Su Moyan and Yi Jianzhi is a little weird.

It didn't take long for Yi Jianzhi, the formation master, to find the traces of the formation and start to break the formation.

After a while, the formation was broken, and the broken glass disappeared little by little, and several elegant pavilions appeared, and a splendid peach tree next to the pavilion swayed in the wind.

The pink peach blossom petals flutter in the wind, fluttering and falling, falling on the top of the pavilion and falling on the black soil.

Jun Cha casually took a petal of pink, and the peach blossom was like the tender face of a newborn baby, ruddy and shiny, delicate and delicate.

As soon as the wind blew, the pink in his hand fell to the ground, and then a burst of mist filled up, and the glutinous loli sound came out of the fog.

"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom. The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room. The peach is dying, and there is a fact. The son is home, and his family room is appropriate. The peach is dying, and its leaves are blooming. The son is home, and it is suitable for his family. ”

The glutinous Lori sang this poem wishing the girl to get married today.

Thousands of peach blossoms bloom, bright red like fire. This girl is getting married, and she returns to her husband's house with joy.

Thousands of peach blossoms bloom, and the fruits are large and numerous. This girl is going to get married, and she will give birth to a noble son and an heir.

Thousands of peach blossoms bloom, and the green leaves will never fall. This girl is going to get married, and the family is in harmony.

In the blink of an eye, Jun Cha was dressed in Zhu Dan red clothes, and as a woman, she was smiling, and her eyes were full of happiness as she watched her daughter get married.

After sending off the married "daughter" with a smile, Jun Cha stood in a daze for a while, her body was like a marionette, and she turned around and looked up, Song Mansion.

With tears of happiness in her eyes, she walked into the mansion and immediately saw familiar figures, Li Yiyi and Yang Xi.

Yang Xi became his own mother, Li became the housekeeper of the Song Mansion for a while, and the key two people are husband and wife.

Soon, the maverick Jian Gui also appeared, and as his husband, the master of the Song Mansion appeared.

Peach in pairs?

Jun Cha pondered, then Su Moyan and Yi Jianzhi should be a couple, but what about them?

Rejoice, wedding dress, pairs, bride!

Jun Cha had a flash of inspiration, it was Su Moyan who had just married herself, and she became Su Moyan's mother!

This is the most terrifying thing Juncha has heard this year.

Jun Cha squeezed his eyebrows and passed the news to the three people, and he couldn't help himself, they all acted like marionettes according to a certain script.

The other three also realized that they couldn't help themselves, Li Yiyi and Yang Xi suddenly pondered, but the cold Jian Gui was still expressionless and wooden as before.

Then the screen flashed.

Jun Cha cried involuntarily, shed physiological tears, and spit out a few words in his mouth.

"Tan Lang, the death gas on Mei'er's body is becoming more and more irrepressible, and Fusheng took Zhu Yu out to find a way to suppress the death gas and has not yet returned. ”

Jun Cha: I'm an emotionless killer.

After finishing the play that should be done, she grabbed her robe and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Jian Gui frowned, and pulled the corners of his clothes, cold and cold.

Heh, this cub is more attentive than himself, he doesn't even have a word, the eighteenth-tier little actor, hehe.

Jun Cha looked up proudly and walked to his "daughter's" room.

I saw my "daughter" lying on the bed sick and dying.

Jun Cha looked at Su Moyan, who was covered with death, and when she looked up, there was a golden feather mark on her forehead, and she frowned fiercely.

The peach tree spirit is reminiscing about the family's life.