The little half-fairy pushed open Mo Yan's door, Mo Yan fell asleep on the bookcase, the little half-fairy knocked on the table, Mo Yan raised his head, although his sleepy eyes were hazy, his expression was still calm and asked, "What's the matter?"

The little half-immortal said, "Let's go, brother has a treat." ”

Mo Yan thought for a while and said, "I'll change my clothes." ”

Unlike the little half-immortal's preference for cyan, Mo Yan likes white the most, and after changing his clothes, Mo Yan pushed the door out.

A white robe glowing with glass silked light crashed into Mo Liunian's eyes lying on the recliner, and the white robe was blown by the wind and hugged his body, outlining an even and slender body.

The waist-length long hair was not tied up, let it be scattered behind him, Mo Yan only put the ears on both sides to the back of his head, and tied them with a white ribbon at will, and the ribbon fluttered with the bundle.

Dressed in a wide-sleeved tight-fitting deep shirt from the Qin and Han dynasties, the black robe lined his face like a crown of jade, his long hair was not tied up, but hung loosely behind his ears, and he was like an elegant figure who came out of an ancient painting.

Mo Yan already has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he has a unique demeanor and charm under the background of the white robe.

Seeing Mo Yan come out, Xiao Banxian also grabbed his crow-purple wide shirt and covered his body, and tied his belt loosely.

Mo Yan covered his mouth and coughed a few times, his body was thin, and he was even weaker in this autumn, and he was indeed dressed in a moon-white robe on his body.

Maybe it's because Mo Yan's figure is already thin, and his face is pale, which always gives Mo Liunian a sense of sickness.

But the white robe Mo Yan was wearing, the snow-white brocade glowed peacefully in the sun, soft as water, without a trace of wrinkles.

The snow-white gown, with an embroidered gold and white belt around the waist, printed the originally slender figure of Mo Yanmei more and more upright and free.

The pitch-black earth chief was tied with a woven gold ribbon at will, fluttering mischievously in the breeze, and a vulgar face gathered the aura of the unity of heaven and earth, but it was heroic.

And the little half-immortal who had always liked to dress up had also quickly taken on a new look at this time, his purple robe was embroidered with a light golden dragon with closed eyes, a moon-white shawl hung on his arm, and his thick long hair was tied into a diagonal ring bun, and the gold rings were shining brightly.

The little half-immortal at the door was wearing a purple robe, with a long and jade body, plump and handsome, as handsome as a young man walking down from a painting.

The warm orange sunlight shone on him, reflecting a deep silhouette, and his delicate features were as clear as a knife.

A head of black hair, with a bun in the middle, messy hair draped over his shoulders, dressed in a purple Taoist uniform, and stepping on a pair of mangshoe.

The hands are as white as jade, slender and slender, and the nails on the fingers look very smooth and clean.

The little half-immortal was dressed in a robe, with Xiangyun dark lines on the placket, embroidered with gold threads on the tightened cuffs, and a simple bun on his head with an east-bead hairpin.

The rest of the hair was scattered behind him, more royal and extravagant, but it did not reduce the warmth and grace of the past, the little half-immortal walked to the door and looked back at Mo Liunian on the recliner, and smiled lightly.

Xiao Banxian looked no more than twenty years old, with a fair face, dressed in a green robe, and he looked very strange just standing there.

What particularly impressed Mo Liunian was his eyes, which at first glance only looked handsome and not surprising.

But Mo Liunian has been following Xiao Banxian for three years, but he can see that the light of those pupils is flowing, and it is clear that Taoist cultivation has reached a very deep state.

Mo Liunian looked at Xiao Banxian at the moment with clear eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and a pair of pitch-black pupils that were shiny and shiny, looking like a jade god and chic.

Coupled with Xiao Banxian's thin lips with beautiful lines and a warm smile, and a fair-skinned and slender face, it also makes people unconsciously rise from the bottom of their hearts with infinite goodwill.

From behind, the little half-fairy is tall and slender, with an excellent figure, well-fitting clothes and pants and good materials, and the back alone has faintly revealed a handsome temperament.

Looking at the purple robe of the little half-immortal, the crimson cloud brocade, the white gauze lining, the dark gold moire belt on the black background, and the cuffs are tightly bound by wristbands of the same texture, and the cut is extremely tight and neat.

Mo Liunian looked himself up and down, and suddenly couldn't recognize who the young man in front of him was.

At this time, Mo Liunian was wearing an embroidered silver-edged brocade robe, with a jade belt around her waist and white boots, although Mo Liunian was lazily reclining on the recliner in the courtyard, she could still see that her waist was straight, her shoulders were wide and her legs were long, and her demeanor was graceful.

Fair skin and handsome complexion. The only drawback is that at first glance, there is a slight feeling of male and female appearance. Fortunately, Mo Liunian was disfigured by Xiao Banxian, and his eyebrows became quite handsome.

Mo Liunian's complexion is extremely white, so his eyebrows and eyes are darker, and his lips are more delicate. I don't know why Mo Liunian has an inexplicable temperament.

is like an innocent coquettishness, and like a reserved nobility, making Mo Liunian look like he will never stand out from ordinary people.

What's more, Mo Liunian is so rich and beautiful, clean and dust-free.

Although it looks very good-looking, it makes up for a bit of heroism. In this regard, it is very different from Xiao Banxian and Mo Yan.

The three of them walked out of the feng shui pavilion, and the first thing was Mo Yan, who looked like a handsome son, a white robe embroidered with gold edges, the finest fabrics, and the most exquisite workmanship.

It seems that it is only suitable to wear it on this person, coupled with a handsome description, sideburns like ink, smiling eyebrows and eyes, and a natural romantic and suave appearance, Mo Yan just stopped in the crowd so casually, which is already a dazzling scenery.

Mo Liunian was dressed in an embroidered silver-edged brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist and white boots, and his demeanor was graceful, with a thin lip with beautiful lines and a warm smile, and a fair and slender face and neck, which also made the people on the street unconsciously rise from the bottom of their hearts with infinite goodwill.

On the contrary, it is a small half-fairy head, with a bun on his head, wearing a purple-gold robe, white socks and red shoes, and a yellow belt around his waist.

The purple robe auspicious cloud pattern is golden and blue, and the essence is faint. The form is very majestic, directly similar to the fairy god in the painting, and people dare not look at it directly.

Mo Liunian thought that Xiao Banxian would take them to the restaurant, but he didn't expect him to take them to Mochou Lake on the outskirts of Yucheng.

Today's sky is clear and clear, Mochou Lake is full of blue waves, green mountains and clear water, and there are many painting boats in the lake.

The scenery in the lake is suitable for rain or shine at all seasons. In autumn, the soil is piled up on the shore to make an embankment, and the peach willow is widely planted.

Every spring, red and green hair is interspersed, just like the beautiful scenery of West Lake. Hibiscus is planted all over the lake, and five-colored lotus flowers are planted in the lake.

On the day of blooming, the lake is full of brocade clouds, the fragrance hits people, the boat rows the oars and picks the ling, and the singing is loud. In case of a slight oblique wind, the boat races, vertical and horizontal.

Although it is autumn now, the willows by the lake are green, the grass is green, there are many pavilions and pavilions Yuyu Qionglou, the autumn is high and refreshing at this time, and the tourists by the lake are like weaving.

The Yuquan Mountain by the lake is not high, but it is the thick shade of the green peak, the flying spring stream, the Shiyan Lake on the mountainside, the lake water is clear, the blue waves ripple, the lake is planted with green bamboo and weeping willows, the geese and geese are fluttering, the scenery is beautiful.

The little half-immortal directly rented a painting boat at the ferry, and Mo Liunian and Mo Yan glanced at each other, thinking that this time the half-immortal boss was bleeding heavily.

"Boss, are we going to take a boat?" Mo Liunian asked.

Xiao Banxian nodded, "Yes, it's so pleasant to take a boat trip to the lake and eat lake fresh food by the way." ”

Looking at the calm of the lake, the water is clear, the mountains and waters are integrated, and the white swans are just like fairies in the water.

Mo Liunian looked at the blue waves in front of him and swallowed his saliva: "I ......."

Before Mo Liunian finished speaking, he was grabbed by Xiao Banxian's wrist and came to the boat.

The water is shining, taking a boat, passing through the wind and lotus, crossing the stone bridge and willows, and arriving at the center of the lake. The boatman seems to have been infected by the human painting, and the sound of the oars is slow, and he can't bear to circulate. The gulls are not afraid of the living, skimming the water, perching on the branches, and enjoying themselves.