Walking across the stone bridge, as Wu Di stepped on the square of the Yaohe faction, the drum music around him stopped abruptly, Wan Xiu stood up angrily, and his eyes moved with Wu Di.

In front of the pavilion hall, there are chairs and beds on the steps, and the pink tulle hangs down, and the straight legs outside the bare cheongsam can still be seen, and the graceful body that is seductive and reverie breeds pollution.

Looking down the steps again, there was a seven-star immortal male cultivator wearing a pink robe, this person looked white and clean, and his waist was straight, but he was a rare beautiful man.

Whether this person is the male favorite of the Yaohe Fairy, Wu Di does not know.

But when he saw Wu Di coming with his back hand, he immediately blocked the front, his eyes full of anger.

"Who are you, and how dare you come here?"

"Neither male nor female dog thing. ”

Wu Di instantly cast a phantom step, and when he reached the man, he was a foot, and directly swept it out of more than 20 meters, spurting blood after landing on the ground.

This move instantly aroused Wan Xiu's anger, and one by one he drew his long swords, jumped over the table and surrounded Wu Di.

When he went to see Wu Di, he didn't look around Wan Xiu at all, and indifferently stepped on the steps with his hands behind his back and stopped in front of the chair and bed.

"Giggles! is worthy of being the person in the palace, even if he is locked by the forbidden spirit chain, he can still escape from the Tianshan prison safely. Even though he is not very old, he exudes a sense of masculinity. ”

"Don't talk nonsense with me! ”

After talking more to this Yaohe fairy and demon girl, Wu Di felt disgusting, and went straight to the point, without saying more.

"What a bloody little guy, do you want to go back to the Qiankun bag and leave the Yaohe Palace?"

Yaohe Fairy Jade Palm flipped over, there was an extra Qiankun bag in the palm of his palm, weighed it a few times and gently placed it on the chair and bed in front of him, and giggled with one arm on his head: "It has been one hundred and fifty years since I established the sect, and in the past one hundred and fifty years, thirty thousand male cultivators have been here, but only two men have left the Yaohe sect alive." ”

Wu Di was silent.

"One of them is a notoriously madman, and there is no place in Qingzhou that he does not dare to go to, and there is no place where he can stay. What's more, he's an old thing who doesn't understand what love is. ”

Fairy Yaohe moved her arm, and her jade fingers lightly touched the Qiankun bag in front of her, as if stroking and teasing her lover, which made people feel itchy to see.

"The second one, although not a madman, is a negative man. When Canghai Kingdom fell in love, he broke off his love for the righteousness of the sect. The palace built Yaohe, and wanted to live in seclusion with him and go to Baitou, but he still didn't want to. Giggles, Hongu saw it, let go and gave him freedom. ”

"What the hell are you going to say?"

Wu Di guessed who the madman Yaohe Fairy was talking about, and in Qingzhou, only his master Su Chen ignored any place.

You know, that's an old madman who is not afraid of heaven and earth, even if it is the Netherworld Temple, he dares to go alone.

And the second person that Yaohe Fairy said, Wu Di faintly felt like a person, but he didn't dare to be sure in his heart.

"I'm going to say, if you become a madman, you can kill us all, and then take the Qiankun bag and leave the Yaohe faction. If you are a negative man, you can kill me and take away the Qiankun bag, and it depends on your ability to leave the Yaohe faction. ”

"Whether you want to kill or not is an afterword, now I just want to get the Qiankun bag back. ”

Wu Di suddenly raised his right foot and stepped on the ground fiercely, and in an instant, the ground shook and trembled, and the cracks in all directions appeared, and the dark energy that shot out instantly shattered the chair bed, and the Yaohe fairy lying on the side of the bed rose into the air like a fairy, dancing and falling in front of Wu Di.

"Brother, you're very hot. ”

"Shut up!"

Wu Di roared angrily, clenched his right hand, silently recited the mantra of the furious fist, and fought hard towards the Yaohe Fairy.

It's strange that Fairy Yaohe didn't dodge, facing the whistling fist, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and an indescribable smile appeared on her face.

At the moment when the smile was revealed, her eyes quickly turned pink, and there seemed to contain strange power in them, and the moment Wu Di looked at her, the fist was slammed.

Looking at Wu Di's eyes again, the anger quickly disappeared and became confused, the whole person froze in place, and the Yaohe Fairy in front of him was also motionless, as if at this moment, the time around the two of them had stopped.

The breeze, the sea of flowers, and the murmuring of flowing water.

The scorching sun, lonely mountains, and ancient trees are towering to the sky.

"My name is Luo Ling'er, what about you?"

An eight-year-old girl with a fair duck egg face, long blue hair, and a purple dress fluttering in the wind.

She held a bouquet of freshly picked flowers in her little hand, and looked up at the ragged young man in front of her, holding a crooked wooden stick in her hand.

"My name is Wu Di. ”

"Brother Wu Di, do you like flowers? It's very beautiful, I'll give it to you." ”

"I don't want it, that's what girls like. In the future, I want to be a man who stands up to the sky, become a general, calm the world, eliminate violence, and help the world. ”

"Be a great general, a great general can do martial arts, will you?"

"Why not? You sit under the tree and watch, I'll give you a set of stick techniques, I just realized it yesterday, it's amazing. ”

......

Under the tree, the girl sat on the green grass holding flowers, listening to the humming shouts, looking at the boy who fell down one after another with dancing sticks, without ridicule or disdain, and looked at him with those smart eyes, as if she could not see enough in her life.

Day after day, year after year.

The fifteen-year-old girl was like a hibiscus out of the water, and the boy was still wearing the ragged clothes, his eyes flashing with determination, and his cheeks were as resolute as a knife.

At this time, the two sat side by side under the towering ancient trees, looking up at the bright crescent moon in the night sky.

"Brother Wu Di, you have always wanted to be a general, today the village came to recruit soldiers, have you signed up?"

"Report ...... Reported. The boy replied with a squeak.

Then Ling'er was relieved. My father said that he would take me out of the village tomorrow at dawn to find my mother. ”

When these words came into his ears, the young man looked stunned.

"Brother Wu Di, let's agree on three years, okay? Come back here after three years, and let's get married. ”

"Ah...... Good!"

......

The next day and night, the boy sat alone under the towering ancient tree, looked up at the crescent moon, and stroked the green grass where the girl had sit, and gradually more mist in his eye sockets.

Day 3, Day 4, Day 5...... The boy never left the village, and sat under the tree every night looking at the crescent moon.

Lonely, lonely.

Time flies, three years in the blink of an eye.

That night, a girl walked up at the foot of the lonely mountain, wearing a purple skirt and blue hair hanging down her waist, she silently went to the ancient tree and sat next to the young man.

She buried her head very low, as if she didn't want the boy to see the tears in her eyes, and even less the guilt in the boy's eyes.

"Brother Wu Di, why did you lie to me? Why didn't you tell me that I didn't sign up?"

"It doesn't matter. ”

For three years, the boy sat under the ancient tree and waited for three years.

Tonight, he smiled.

"Brother Wu, let's visit the church. ”