After sleeping for a while, Lin Fan's wine was almost awake, and he probably figured out the matter of the Eight Immortals Mansion from Yin Hongyue's mouth, Lin Fan decisively fled from this female devil, and if he stayed any longer, he was afraid that the "little brother" would not be protected. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Glancing at the white rabbit on his shoulder, he stretched out a palm to stroke the white rabbit's soft fur, and said with a smile: "Chu Xue, I have come to the Eight Immortals Mansion, I believe that I will be able to rescue Miaomiao soon and turn you back!"

The white rabbit just lay quietly on his shoulder, his three-petal mouth moved slightly, and he didn't know if he understood.

Seeing this, Lin Fan sighed lightly, and there was a soft feeling around him, Li Ji didn't know when to break away from his wrist, and was holding his arm, looking at the white rabbit on his shoulder with big eyes, and said with a smile: "What a cute little rabbit! Xianggong, why do you call her Chuxue?"

Reaching out and taking the white rabbit off Lin Fan's shoulder, he held it in his arms.

"She, like you, was originally a demon clan who cultivated to the Hundred Refining Realm, but later in order to defend her companions, she was seriously injured and was beaten back to her original form. ”

Lin Fan said quite sentimentally: "In addition to coming to Penglai this time to save Miaomiao, I also have to find a way to turn her back." Immediately, he slowly told the story between him and Bai Miaomiao and Liu Chuxue.

"Sister Chuxue is so pitiful!"

Li Ji felt the same way, looked at the white rabbit in her arms with sympathy, and said with a smile: "Xianggong, you will definitely be able to find Sister Miaomiao." ”

"Well, I can!"

Lin Fan touched Li Ji's head, and a question suddenly popped up in his heart, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Li Ji, I like so many women, aren't you jealous?"

"Jealous......"

After Li Ji heard his words, her ruddy little mouth suddenly pouted unhappily, with a sobbing expression, a pair of big eyes looked at him with watery eyes, as if she was about to cry out in the next moment, and said softly: "But what can Li Ji do? As long as you have me in your heart, no matter how much grievance you have, it is better to leave me and leave me......

"Okay, okay, how could I not want you!"

Lin Fan's heart softened, he picked up Li Ji's snow-white chin and kissed it gently, the latter's face suddenly floated with an intoxicating red glow, and the slight resentment in his eyes disappeared immediately, turning into a strong affection like spring water, and leaning his head on his shoulder.

No matter how generous she is, she will be slightly jealous of having other confidantes for her beloved man! This is how a normal woman should feel.

Lin Fan suddenly remembered that in this world, it is very common for men to have three wives and four concubines, otherwise Li Ji would not be able to accept other people so easily, although according to the chronological order, she is only the fourth...... cough, of course, Chen Mengqi is also ranked among these four people, as for the ranking of the oldest, it is undecided for the time being......

Holding Li Ji's slender waist, he walked slowly along the bluestone road, and occasionally met some disciples of Ningyang Peak with different faces, but they didn't say much, when they were about to reach the foot of the mountain, Lin Fan found that whenever he passed by, the people around him seemed to be secretly talking about something, but he didn't take it to heart, and thought it was because he had just arrived.

Along the way, you can see a piece of greenery, old trees, small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and ancient pavilions, spring water dingdong, full of antiquity, poetic and picturesque.

The Eight Immortal Mansion is divided into eight peaks, all of which occupy a place with abundant spiritual energy, and they are not too far away from each other, and they are surrounded in all directions, Lin Fan walked to the bottom of the mountain, and it didn't take long for him to come to another peak.

The vision changed abruptly, although it was also a Zhilan jade tree, flowing eaves and flying tiles, but it was a different meaning.

The mountains are full of snow-white gardenias, blooming brilliantly, the white petals are small, soft like winter snow, reflecting the silver-white brilliance in the sunlight, which is better than real snow.

The mountain wind blows, the green leaves shake, and a piece of pure white flickers in the field of vision, and the white elves fall in a slump, swaying around with the trajectory of the wind, like a woman lingering in the noisy red dust in the troubled times, and thousands of snowflakes fall.

It was like a heavy snowfall.

There is a sound of flute on the mountain peak, the emptiness is clear and clear, such as the flowing water under the bridge, the clear spring in the stream, but if you listen carefully, it is a glorious and tactful, like a cuckoo crying blood, the sound is mournful, full of a desolate meaning, attracting the softest and most poignant part of the deep memory.

The sound of the flute accompanied by snowflakes in the sky creates the saddest atmosphere.

"Xianggong, this flute sound is so desolate......" Li Ji didn't know what to remember, Zhenshou snuggled up to his shoulder, her long eyelashes fluttered, and she hugged his arm tightly.

"yes, I don't know which peak this is. ”

Lin Fan sighed lightly, unconsciously recalling the scene when his parents were still alive when he was a child, and he was also a little sad in his heart, and he became more and more determined to protect the people around him, even if he was full of scars, he had to make them smile.

The arm tightened unconsciously.

Walking along the mountain road full of white butterflies, about a quarter of an hour later, towering pavilions began to appear in the field of vision, but they were not as red as the red walls and blue tiles of Ningyang Peak, but all of them were almost dark gray, and all the houses were planted with gardenia trees in front of and behind, which looked like white tents from a distance.

Lin Fan was puzzled in his heart, he didn't know which of the eight peaks this was, the atmosphere on the mountain was so sad and poignant, it could be said to be "tear-jerking".

Halfway up the mountain, they met monks in their twenties, full of vigor, dressed with coral veins and epaulettes embroidered with palace on their shoulders.

However, if you look closely, it is different from the clothes worn by the disciples of Ningyang Peak, the appearance of the palace embroidered on the epaulette has changed, representing the ancestor hall of this peak.

As the two of them marched, they met more and more disciples, and they all looked at Lin Fan with a strange gaze, as if there was a little admiration in sympathy, which made him confused for a while, and finally intercepted a disciple who was in the middle of the Innate Realm cultivation on the road.

"Brother, which peak is this?" Lin Fan asked with a smile as he patted the disciple beside him on the shoulder.

The disciple's expression was quite unnatural, and he said, "This is Han Xiangfeng. "I want to leave.

Han Xiangfeng?

Lin Fan pouted, isn't this the peak where Wang Xiong is located? How did he get here? I hope I don't run into that guy again, after all, it's on someone else's territory, in case I don't agree with each other...... It would not be fun to call out a senior brother, or to incite the people of Xiangfeng in Korea to come together to crusade against him.

"Why are there all gardenias on your peak, and where does the sound of the flute on this mountain come from?" Lin Fan didn't mean to let him go at all, and directly hooked the disciple's neck and approached the road.

The disciple complained bitterly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, "This flute sound is emitted from the largest bluestone on the peak, after many years, it is said that Han Xiangzi ancestor once played a tune on that bluestone, because the song is too sad and moving, it was recorded by the bluestone, and there is a gardenia tree planted by the ancestor and his old man on the side of the bluestone." For this reason, every new disciple planted a gardenia tree, and in the long run, it formed the scene of gardenias all over the mountains. ”

After listening to his narration, Lin Fan seemed to have some understanding of the gloomy and sad atmosphere on Han Xiangfeng, and people who were not really sad would never be able to play a truly sad tune. It is said that Han Xiangzi had an unforgettable relationship with the princess in the Dragon Palace before becoming an immortal, but in the end he couldn't be together for various reasons, leaving regrets in vain.

Have you ever heard that sentence, only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals, for him, what is it to become an immortal?

Don't seek immortality, don't expect immortals, just want to be inseparable from you for the rest of your life, even if you fall into the infernal hell forever.