There is a dream in my heart, I feel pity for you, and all the thousands of peach blossoms have returned.

Starting from Mengyou Peak, Bingchen searched for Zuiyou Peach Blossoms one by one in the Blood Soul Sect and even the entire Blood Soul Secret Realm. As far as he could see, except for one or two plants left on each spiritual peak as mother plants, the rest were

All the Bing Chen collected it into the Kunyu Pearl.

"I used to think that although the scenery here is beautiful, I always felt that something was missing. Now it seems that it is this drunken peach blossom." Looking at the mountains of pink and white, Qin Moran pursed his lips and smiled.

"How could the beauty of the Blood Soul Sect be without this drunken peach blossom?" Bing Chen said with a smile.

Hearing this, Bing Mu pouted and couldn't help but joke: "I'm afraid it's not just because Zuiyou Peach Blossom is beautiful."

Bingchen smiled, then gently held the ice-eyed jade hand, and said softly: "The Bingpo Sect is also beautiful, thousands of miles of ice and snow are like condensed fat, and the beauty will accompany you on the road to forget the dust."

Bing Mu's cheeks turned red, she quickly withdrew her jade hand and glared at Bing Chen.

On the side, Qin Moran saw this, pursed his lips and smiled, and then walked away knowingly.

Bingchen nodded and whispered with a hint of joking: "You are indeed sensible."

Then, Bingchen looked at Jin Lianzhi again. Although he didn't speak, the meaning in his eyes was very obvious.

Yes!

But Jin Lianzhi just glanced at Bing Chen lukewarmly, then turned his head, as if to say: "I can't understand."

Bingchen was helpless, and just about to speak, he heard Jin Lianzhi say: "Do you still mind if I'm around?"

Hearing this, Bingmu's cheeks suddenly became redder, while Bingchen was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.

But having said that, Jin Lianzhi was also very knowledgeable and disappeared in a teleport the next moment.

Bing Chen was overjoyed and immediately turned around, looked lovingly into Bing's eyes, and said softly: "My eyes, although the three thousand peach blossoms are beautiful, how can they compare to your beauty."

Bing Miao's cheeks, which were already slightly red, almost turned as red as an apple after this.

But, then!

Bing Mu suddenly touched her red lips with her jade finger, shushed, then pointed at the center of Bing Chen's eyebrows, and smiled slyly.

Bing Chen immediately smiled knowingly, and as their soul power surged, the next moment they came directly to the world of consciousness.

On the altar, on the lotus platform.

Lan Youmeng, who was looking at the picture in front of her and biting her lips, feeling a little sulky, saw the actions of Bingchen and the others and was about to wave away the projection when two figures suddenly appeared in front of her.

Lan Youmeng quickly shot away the projection, with a hint of panic clearly in her eyes. She quickly calmed down and acted aloof.

Seeing this, Bing Miao smiled slyly and joked: "Oh, Sister Lan, why are you so nervous?"

"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here." Lan Youmeng said coldly.

Bing Miao didn't take it seriously, took a few steps forward, came to the lotus platform, and climbed up on his own.

"Why can't I come? This is my husband's world of consciousness. Only you, the elder sister, are allowed to occupy this place. I, the younger sister, am not allowed to set foot here?" Bing Miao joked.

"Go down!" Lan Youmeng said with some displeasure.

Bingmu pouted, then grabbed Lan Youmeng's jade hand.

"Sister, please stop pretending. The anger in your heart has long since dissipated. Now you are just secretly annoyed that your husband doesn't accompany you more often. Oh, by the way, you are also a little jealous, that's why you look so unhappy." Bing Miao joked with a smile.

Lan Youmeng's pretty face turned red, she immediately looked slightly annoyed and withdrew her jade hand.

"I say it again, get off!" Lan Youmeng said with a bad look.

Bing Mu hummed softly, and turned back to Bing Chen.

"Husband, my sister is quite jealous. I need you to resolve it. I will temporarily avoid this to avoid my sister's embarrassment." Bing Miao joked.

As he said that, Bing Miao winked at Bing Chen, and that look was completely malicious. Then he ducked away and disappeared.

Staring at Bing Chen, Lan Youmeng looked obviously a little unkind.

"Youmeng..." Bingchen said with some embarrassment.

Lan Youmeng glanced coldly, then turned around, not wanting to pay attention.

Bing Chen looked helpless, and in a flash, he came to the lotus platform.

"Get down!"

Lan Youmeng subconsciously shouted softly.

Bingchen was stunned.

Xu Shi also knew that her tone was a bit too strong, so Lan Youmeng quickly said: "Why did you bring her here!"

Bingchen smiled and hugged Lan Youmeng from behind.

"Mou'er originally wanted to come here to take you out to see the scenery outside, and also wanted to ease the relationship with you," Bingchen said.

Lan Youmeng's expression softened slightly, but she still said: "I don't want to see her."

Bingchen smiled helplessly, and then turned around slightly when Lan Youmeng resisted.

"What did you do..." Lan Youmeng said slightly annoyed.

But before she could finish her words, her red lips were blocked by Bingchen's lips.

Somewhat domineering, but gentle and affectionate, he held Lan Youmeng in his arms and kissed her deeply.

At the beginning, Lan Youmeng struggled a little symbolically, but soon she gave up resistance and put her hands on Bingchen's neck.

Venting the melancholy of these days, venting the unwillingness and sullenness of these days, Lan Youmeng gradually sank into the world, falling backwards along with the ice dust.

A passionate kiss tells a long story of love.

Welcome your heart and heart.

Lotus terrace scenery, the attraction of love.

The red skirt falls, the beauty is beautiful.

Deep in love, the two find it difficult to rely on themselves and respond to each other's love with the most instinctive desire.

"Meng'er, is that okay?"

At the critical moment, Bingchen quickly restrained himself a little, worried about hurting Lan Youmeng, and asked softly.

With a slight hesitation in her expression, but more of a shame, Lan Youmeng held Bingchen's neck and kissed her deeply again.

The next moment, Lan Youmeng couldn't help but tremble.

Love that lasted for many years finally came to fruition.

A little pain, a little love.

Memories merged with each other. The two saw each other in each other's memories and looked at each other.

Three hundred years, memory is like running water, ice and dust are immersed in it, unwilling to let go of it.

For decades, memories lingered around her, and Lan Youmeng sank into it, savoring it carefully.

A long time, a long time!

At some point, Lan Youmeng woke up.

The shame is still there, and her cheeks are pink.

Looking at the face so close to her, Lan Youmeng seemed a bit complicated, but a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Nestling in Bingchen's arms, Lan Youmeng peacefully enjoyed the beauty of this moment.

"Husband!"

A soft call, somewhat affectionate.

Since the last time Bing Chen forced her to call her "husband", Lan Youmeng has wanted to do so again no matter how many times.

Originally it was a master-disciple affair, but it became even harder to control the love.

That’s it, that’s it!

"I'll be with you for the rest of my life, so what's the point?"

A sentence she once said echoed in Lan Youmeng's heart for a long time.

"Perhaps, from that time on, our fate was destined. Husband, for the rest of our lives, we will never be separated." Lan Youmeng whispered.

A few days later, Bingchen woke up.

His eyes were a little tired, but full of excitement.

In a few days, Bing Chen imprinted Lan Youmeng's entire life in his heart.

From then on, there was no barrier between them.

The feelings are more consistent and the hearts are more harmonious.

"You... wake up..."

Looking at Bing Chen, Lan Youmeng's cheeks couldn't help but turn red again.

"Menger!"
To be continued...