The sharp sword wind is familiar.

Unfamiliar moves, with an inexplicable familiarity.

The sword wind is getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, the sword in her hand broke free from her palm and flew towards the boundless void.

Ting Lan was frightened and immediately wanted to chase the peachwood sword.

In any case, this sword was borrowed from someone else. You can't be careless.

After flying out with the sword, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed drastically.

I don't know where it is. The trees are verdant and the grass is lightly colored. Not far away, there is also a clump of begonia flowers. After walking through the begonia flowers, I saw a small lake. The lake is as blue as a mirror, reflecting the flowing clouds in the sky, the fish swimming in the sky, and the water flowing in the sky, what a beautiful scene!

What about the sword?

Where did it go?

Confused, she walked towards the lake. On the other side of the lake, there seems to be a human being.

I just walked to the edge of the lake and slipped under my feet. Ting Lan got up in pain. Across the lake, she could hear laughter from the other side.

Displeased, she raised her head and looked at the other side viciously.

Suddenly, there was another slip under my feet.

Ting Lan was extremely embarrassed. When they fell, she saw something different.

After standing carefully again, she approached the edge of the lake and carefully looked at her own shadow in the water.

Dressed in a colorful feather coat, so beautiful.

Is this person really himself?

Haven't you always been accustomed to wearing blue priestly robes?

She was amazed.

looked up at the opposite side, and found that the people on the opposite shore were no longer there.

Where the hell is this?

Where's the Peachwood Sword?

It's boring, and there's no one to talk to.

She was no longer interested, and went across the lake. Turn around and go back the way you came.

Walking and walking, when I raised my eyes, I suddenly found that there was a beautiful fairy standing in front of the begonia flower. The fairy wears a white feather coat. On the tips of the jet-black hair, a gilded peony flower hairpin is very chic.

As soon as Ting Lan approached, she found the beautiful fairy, bowing her head towards her chin and smiling slightly.

Ting Lan felt that there was a spring breeze blowing on her face. After the spring breeze blew on her face, she was confused again.

The fairy seemed to be smiling and talking to herself.

She didn't hear a word clearly.

Is there something wrong with your own ears?

Strange?

Ting Lan was helpless, so she had to salute honestly, and asked gently, "May I ask this fairy sister, have you ever seen a peachwood sword?"

The woman in the white feather coat was still smiling softly and saying something.

Ting Lan herself didn't hear clearly. I can't hear a word at all!

What the hell is going on?

You can hear your own voice, right?

She glanced at the fairy in confusion and, with deep disappointment, left.

"Don't go—"

As soon as Ting Lan walked away, he heard such a voice.

The gentle voice made her lose her mind for a moment.

She turned around and saw the fairy in the white feather coat, anxiously tugging at a colored feather from her dress.

"Y-who are you?" asked Ting Lan, pretending to be calm.

Suddenly, the expression of the fairy in front of him became extremely painful for a moment. Then, the fairy took a step back, and his whole body disappeared.

Ting Lan became nervous and said loudly, "Who the hell are you-you-?you can't go, you haven't told me your name yet!"

The white feather coat soon disappeared.

Only a beautiful face remains. On her beautiful face, there are two lines of tears.

Ting Lan felt a throbbing in her heart and muttered, "What's your name?"

The beautiful face, closed his eyes, and then, shook his head.

Seeing that only half of his face was left, Ting Lan was anxious and said, "Who the hell are you!

Before he could finish his sentence, Ting Lan woke up.

In front of the bed stood a little Xian'e, who was preparing tea for herself.

"How does the fairy feel?" the little fairy affectionately handed over the tea.

Ting Lan replied to the question, and said, "Do you know where the begonia flowers are the most beautiful in the Nine Heavens?"

When Xiao Xian'e heard this, she couldn't help but be a little restrained, and whispered: "The slave only knows that there are begonia flowers in many places. Not only Cangwu Mountain, but also Guixu, listen to the goddess, Miaohua Realm also has. The goddess said that so many begonia flowers in the Nine Heavens are not as beautiful as the begonia flowers in the mortal world!"

"Is there a Miaohua Realm too?" Ting Lan quickly grasped the key.

"The slave maid also heard that the slave maid has not been out of Cangwu Mountain for almost 100,000 years, and many things are told to us by the goddess. Xiao Xian'e saw that Ting Lan was very approachable, and she became bold and said a lot.

"Won't the goddess give you a holiday?" Ting Lan was surprised.

Xiao Xian'e lowered her head and whispered, "The slave's family and friends were all killed during the war between the gods and demons. The goddess said, Cangwu Mountain is my home. ”

Ting Lan was a little embarrassed for a while.

I have long heard that the war between gods and demons is bloody and tragic. This is the first time I've heard such a specific description.

Ting Lan patted Xiao Xian'e on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's your blessing to be able to follow the goddess." The previous things are in the past. In the future, it will get better and better. Has Your Highness woken up?"

Xiao Xian'e smiled and said, "When Your Highness comes up, she will practice swords in the courtyard!

Ting Lan smiled: "I'm not used to practicing swords in the morning, I'll go see His Royal Highness." I'll just dine with His Highness. ”

Xiao Xian'e smiled and led Ting Lan out.

Ting Lan waved her hand and let Xiao Xian'e go to work by herself. She went to Xue Yi's house with ease.

Xue Yi was practicing swords, and while practicing, there were words in her mouth. Ting Lan listened carefully, and her face couldn't help but be a little strange.

In the mouth of His Royal Highness, the words were "I'm angry! I'm angry!"

Ting Lan looked around.

Fortunately, these little fairies are interesting, and each one of them comes forward.

Ting Lan couldn't help it, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, who is angry with you?"

Xue Yi stopped what she was doing when she heard this, and said hatefully: "Senior sister, Qing Ming has already worshipped Uncle Shi as his teacher, and now, he is our little uncle!

Tinglan was silent.

I haven't figured out what this is going on. Qingying Emperor, is he already a member of the Snow Pavilion?

She was stunned.

Xue Yi was keenly aware of her junior sister's unhappy face.

She whispered: "Senior sister, you, you-don't worry, I won't let him bully you!" Senior sister-" Speaking of this, she was a little weak-hearted, and said, "Uncle Shi has always been a well-organized immortal with clear grievances, and he will definitely not ignore you and let Qing Ming do anything wrong!"

Ting Lanwan said with a smile: "In 30,000 years, it is the first time that I have heard His Royal Highness praise Uncle Shizu. ”

His Royal Highness said: "I—although I'm afraid of my uncle's ancestor, but—in my heart, I still respect my uncle and ancestor very much—right, junior sister?"

Ting Lan smiled and said, "Yes, Your Highness. ”