Up to now, Ning Zhe and others have been traveling for a year. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info experienced many adventures, entered some dangerous places, and got sufficient exercise.

Just yesterday, the Confused Fairy left the team with Ah Nan, saying that he was looking for Ah Nan's hometown. Han Yanfeng continued to practice alone. The remaining Red Lotus and Ning Zhe returned to the Zhou Kingdom with Shi Xian and headed for the capital.

Along the way, the master and apprentice have become closer and closer, and now, Ning Zhe even treats Honglian as his own sister.

Hong Ling is usually eccentric and always causes some trouble, and in the end, Ning Zhe and Han Yanfeng helped her settle it.

"It's really unlucky to take the two of you with you, if I use a spell to return to the capital directly. Shi Xian held his stomach and grumbled as he walked.

Ning Zhe glanced at him and said, "I don't even bother to pay attention to you, you brought me out at the beginning, and now you think I'm a burden." If you dislike us, you will leave by yourself, why don't you follow me with a dead face?"

Shi Xian rubbed the string of beads hanging around his neck, and said angrily, "If it weren't for the diamond being taken by you, you think I would follow you?"

"Okay, okay, you two don't have to fight. You're not tired, I'm tired when I hear it. Hongling covered her ears, revealing an impatient look.

The three of them said without a word, but it was not dull.

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Yiren stands, alone in the cold window and bright moon, all the wind and snow are too charming to indulge, no one can understand, and no one accompanies them.

Looking through the autumn water, looking at the end of the world, but the old joy has long been gone, tears are dotted, stained with sleeves, and the fragrance of flowers is faint, but it has long been decadent in the eyes.

Flowers bloom, several degrees of spring and autumn, sunrise and sunset, several degrees of wind and rain, ups and downs in the heart, full of vicissitudes, the nostalgic woman of the piano, is still an unsealed picture.

In the Valley of Broken Souls, I don't know when a thatched hut and a small courtyard were erected. A woman came out of the hut, she was Bai Xue, the mother of Red Lotus.

Bai Xue was alone in the courtyard stroking the piano, plucking the strings and playing a melody full of sorrow.

Although the fragrance of flowers overflowed, she was full of loneliness, and the only thing she cared about now was her daughter who traveled around the world.

"Why do you keep feeling restless today?"

The music stopped abruptly, and Bai Xue stood up, her heart full of worry.

At this moment, an auspicious cloud suddenly floated in the sky, and the auspicious cloud slowly fell, and when it was close to the ground, it turned into a cloud of mist and evaporated, but a dignified white-clothed goddess appeared from it.

The white-clothed goddess fell in front of Bai Xue, and when Bai Xue saw this person, she couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and submission, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to him.

"Get up. The goddess's voice was cold, but she was not half proud, but had that majestic and surrendering temperament.

Bai Xue stood up from the ground, puzzled, but did not dare to say more.

Seeing this, the goddess smiled slightly, her voice softened, and said, "You are born from the transformation of a thousand-year-old snow lotus, and you are known as Bai Xue. You originally had a once-in-a-lifetime immortal relationship, but you missed it because you fell in love with a mortal monk. I am the ancestral goddess of the Eastern Smallpox, in charge of the Oriental Flower and Wood Elves. I can't bear to see you fall, so I will accept you as a closed disciple today, are you willing?"

Bai Xue shook her head decisively and said firmly: "The little demon dust is not finished, so he can't worship the goddess as a teacher, and he is ashamed of the goddess's love." ”

The goddess sighed slightly, shook her head and said, "That's it, it seems that the time has not come." In the dark, there is a natural fate. Today I will give you a thing, and if you want to turn to me one day, take it to the east and ascend to Sendai, and then I will appear myself. ”

As she was speaking, a petal-shaped hosta suddenly appeared in the hand of the goddess and handed it to Bai Xue.

Before Bai Xue could say thanks, the goddess disappeared in an instant.

Bai Xue gently stuck the hosta in her hair, and returned to the hut with doubts, wondering why the mysterious Eastern Smallpox Ancestor Goddess gave this thing to herself.

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In a few months, Vientiane was renewed.

On this day, Ning Zhe, Shi Xian and Red Lotus finally rushed back to the capital of Zhou State.

Ning Zhe left here a year ago, and now he is back here, but he is already a little strange.

Because it was spring and summer when I left, and now it's winter when I come back.

There is a saying: In the past, I went back, and the willows followed. Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling.

There was light snow in the sky, and the streets and houses were covered in heavy snow. As far as the eye can see, it is white.

"Let's wander around aimlessly, where are we going to find Bingqing and them?" Ning Zhe stared around, looking confused.

Shi Xian said: "When I left, I gave her enough coils, enough to spend three and five years." Even if those elders of the Antarctic Immortal Palace come, she will be waiting for you here. Because you are his chance, she will not leave early. ”

Ning Zhe was puzzled: "What is chance, is it a love of life and death that moves the heavens and the earth, or does it soar to become an immortal?"

Shi Xian stopped, showed a thoughtful look, and said, "The so-called chance is that the heavenly opportunity cannot be revealed. ”

Ning Zhe rolled his eyes and stopped talking.

The three of them walked and walked, and the ghost almost came to the Drunken Immortal Residence again.

Smelling the aroma of wine wafting from inside, Shi Xian stopped and couldn't walk, took Ning Zhe's hand and said loudly: "No, I have been traveling from south to north for more than a year, and you have to accompany me to have a chic time today no matter what." ”

Ning Zhe shook off Shi Xian's hand and said helplessly: "I want to be chic, but have you ever seen two big men take a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl to a brothel?"

Shi Xian picked his nose, his already small eyes narrowed into a slit, looked at the red lotus standing beside Ning Zhe, and said with a smile: "What does the little girl know, let's go in and eat and drink well, and then book a separate room for her, and then the two of us...... Hey, hey!"

Ning Zhe leaned in front of Shi Xian, and whispered with the red lotus on his back: "You old monster, you are so obscene, but I like it!"

Shi Xian laughed, and walked into the Drunken Immortal Residence with Ning Zhe and the confused Red Lotus.

It's cold and snowy outside, but there are still not a few people who come to the Drunken Immortal Residence.

The smell of rouge and wine wafted here, and although Ning Zhe was here for the second time, his little heart was still beating wildly. Don't look at his calm appearance on the surface, don't mention how nervous he is in his heart.

He was a little thoughtful and a little tangled. In fact, he was still a little frightened by this kind of place, but the little fire of desire in his heart always prompted him to enter this fairyland-like inner demon.

Moreover, Ning Zhe himself has never really had a girlfriend, and he is full of ignorance and curiosity about women, so he can't help but enter this land of fireworks and weeping willows as soon as he is induced by Shi Xian.

Shi Xian said hello to the old bustard of the Drunken Immortal Residence, and then took Ning Zhe and Honglian to the private room upstairs.

Ning Zhe walked on the stairs, looked upstairs, and saw a familiar figure without comment, Ning Zhe was a little surprised to see this person.