"You are the fairy in snow clothes that people are rumored to have? You are indeed stunning!"
The young city lord raised his eyebrows as he looked at Fairy Xueyi, smacking his lips in wonder, and his eyes were even more wanton, stopping at certain sensitive parts and observing them carefully, with burning possessiveness burning in his eyes.
Fairy Xueyi frowned slightly, her eyes became colder, and she ignored her, while many pedestrians beside her showed mixed emotions.
It’s so irritating that the playboy blasphemed the fairies so much!..."
After listening to a lot, Xue Chen understood that it turned out that the father of this playboy and the lord of Huoling City were descendants of Immortal Huolian, with great power. This man had been doing evil since he was a child. He raped, killed and robbed many people. He was the chief villain in Huoling City.
.I heard that Fairy Xueyi came to Huoling City today, and I became lustful.
I saw the Young City Master taking a few steps closer and coming to the Snow-clothed Fairy, grinning evilly: "Little beauty, come to my house as a guest. There are endless delicacies from the mountains and seas, silks and satins, you will never want to leave!"
But Fairy Xueyi ignored him at all, and turned around and walked towards Xue Chen's passage, but she didn't look at Xue Chen directly. But the young city lord didn't think so, thinking that Xue Chen had captured Fairy Xueyi's.
Fang Xin, with a ferocious flash on her face, shouted at her: "Stop, for an ordinary woman to attract the attention of this young master, it is your blessing that you have cultivated for three lifetimes, and that scholar in Tsing Yi, get out of here!"
But Fairy Xueyi ignored it like Xue Chen. When Fairy Xueyi walked past him, Xue Chen's eyes showed a hint of surprise. He was surprised that Xueyi was not afraid of the monks. His doubts could only be attributed to the curse.
Seeing that the two people ignored him at all, the young city lord became even more furious. Yintang's violent aura emerged, and a monstrous power erupted, mixed with the cultivation of the illusory light level, and pressed towards the two people.
"Humph!" Xue Chen was unhappy. He didn't want the beautiful snow lotus to be destroyed. He opened the mountain and river fan in his hand to cover the fairy in snow clothes behind him. He exuded an upright will without any fluctuation of mana or fairy power.
He stopped it with his will, and the young city lord's spiritual pressure collapsed.
"Eh? Could it be that the scholar in blue is a rare Confucian cultivator? I heard that Confucian scholars don't practice qi. They only cultivate a breath of righteousness in their chests to avoid gods and ghosts!" The person next to him stepped back and whispered in surprise.
The young city lord burned with anger and said with a ferocious smile: "I don't care if you are a Confucian cultivator or not, but if you dare to block my son's pleasure, you will die!"
They saw the clothes on the young city lord's body glowing with light, and the fire array patterns were transmitted towards Xue Chen, forming a golden and red cauldron, which contained hot air, intending to burn him out.
"To casually kill a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken, how is it any different from a bloodthirsty beast? He is a piece of trash!"
His speech and behavior were also closer to those of Confucian scholars, showing an angry youthful look.
However, his counterattack was not as simple as that of a scholar. He raised his will and hit the cauldron back, burning the dude's clothes and hair completely, leaving only a pair of underpants, naked, with dry skin, and the opponent grinned.
He roared in pain: "Ah! It hurts so much! You dare to hurt me, I will make you worse than death, and you will be subjected to ten tortures... What are you looking at, why don't you give it to me!"
After listening to the order, several big men around the dude immediately rushed towards Xue Chen with ferocious expressions, but Xue Chen was not afraid at all. He raised his eyebrows and glared, and suddenly closed the fan in his hand.
Snap!
"Bold! In broad daylight, under the clear sky and the world, do you want to act as an aid to the tiger?"
Although they were ordinary words, under the influence of Xue Chen's straight waist, angry eyes, and Haoran's righteous momentum that penetrated the world, the spiritual energy of the world vibrated and oscillated, automatically generating a powerful pressure. It was invisible and only targeted at a few people.
A big man with tiger eyes made their faces flash with fear, and they no longer dared to take a step forward.
The fairy in snow clothes behind her had a strange light in her eyes, and a trace of surprise appeared on her cold face, as if she was surprised that Xue Chen had such a great ability, but then she returned to calmness and headed straight towards the city gate at the end of the street.
Go.
"Hey, girl, please wait a moment!" Xue Chen turned around and shouted softly, preparing to chase after her.
But at this moment, a ray of light suddenly rushed out from the center of the city, accompanied by strong pressure, and a roar: "You hurt my son, how brave you are!"
"No! It's the city lord of Huoling City. I'm afraid he can't withstand the tyrannical strength of the true magic class. Now he will suffer!" The knowledgeable person next to him showed a worried look.
The next moment, Dun Guang approached here, but he was a powerful middle-aged man in a golden robe. He directly covered Xue Chen with his big palm. The secrets of the laws of heaven and earth shook, and a translucent fiery red palm print fell.
"A mere True Dharma-level monk dares to be so presumptuous!" Xue Chen was furious.
He opened the fan again and fanned it into the air. The pictures of mountains and rivers suddenly came to life. Without energy support, he relied on his will to stimulate the artistic conception, absorbing the secrets and vitality of the world and condensing them into illusory mountains and rivers. Under the pressure of the entire world, a small palm print
It was basically a mantis arm blocking the car, and the kaka broke. The city lord was hit by the mountains and rivers, vomited blood and flew back. He fell over the city lord's mansion, smashed several pavilions and passed out. He didn't know if he would survive.
After delaying this moment, Xue Chen turned around and saw that Fairy Xueyi was about to leave the city. He immediately hurried to catch up, but he was only a little faster than ordinary people and did not use the power of immortality or divine body to assist.
When he left the city, he was attracted by a picture in front of him. His pace slowed down, and he saw a slender and winding river flowing through the jungle. The river water exuded a light red halo, and was refracted by the sparkling waves.
It looks even more bright red like blood, a sad and beautiful blood crystal red.
What is even more charming is that the fairy in snow clothes walks quietly, with the green grass swaying, as if she is coquettishly showing off to the otherworldly fairy. Her beautiful figure walks forward against the backdrop of the ripples of the river, creating the illusion that she is about to step into a peerless painting.
"Girl, please stay!" Xue Chen stretched out his hand and shouted, no longer hiding his cultivation, his footsteps quickened, he transformed into a phantom, and then pretended to be panting from exhaustion as he approached the Snow-clothed Fairy.
Tap tap tap!
Xue Chen began to slow down, fearing that he would trample on the flowers and plants, but instead glide across gently. When he caught up with the fairy in snow clothes, it was already the end of the jungle, and what suddenly appeared in front of him was the slender Xishui River, which was flowing quietly.
There are fish jumping up from time to time, fearing to hit the waves, and the whole place exudes a unique light red color, exuding a tranquil and distant cool atmosphere.
"Do you know the story of Xishui River?"
Suddenly Fairy Xueyi spoke, and she raised a rare question, which surprised Xue Chen because she had never spoken more than three words before.
After pondering for a moment, Xue Chen nodded and said: "Xishui River, there has always been a poignant story about the goddess of Xishui. It is said that the Xishui family sent her husband to the country on the other side of the Xishui River for a scientific examination. When the imperial examination was over, she would do it every day
Everyone would look and wait here, but she never waited until she was too old to walk. She left a drop of blood and tears, dyeing the entire Xishui River light red. Under the sunset, it was so beautiful!"
Fairy Xueyi didn't reply, she just stood there quietly, looking at the distant line of sky and water.
Listen to the tranquility of the gurgling water and the natural beauty of silence.
Perhaps it was because Xue Chen's previous performance was too shocking that the people in Huoling City did not dare to pursue him. They were not fools. They knew very well that a powerful Confucian cultivator who was not even the city lord could only be conquered by an immortal. There were only a few people at the gate of the city.
Peeping, looking at the talented scholars and beauties by the Xishui River, few people were affected by this scene, for fear of making a sound to break the peace, maybe it was the fear of Xue Chen, maybe it was the yearning for beauty.
I don't know how long it took, but Xue Chen had no idea of time at this moment. He just felt that Fairy Xueyi had moved. He turned around and looked into the clear eyes of Fairy Xueyi who turned around. The colored lenses were clear, without a trace of color, and they were calm and calm.
Bo stared at him for a long time before whispering: "I'm leaving!"
After saying that, he turned around and left. Xue Chen watched. When Xue Yi slid half a foot across, he instinctively said: "What's your illness?..."
Qianying stopped, but her voice suddenly turned cold: "I'm not sick! You are not allowed to follow me anymore!"
As he continued to move forward, Xue Chen only saw Xue Yi and the colorful ribbons held in his delicate hands fluttering. His back suddenly became hazy. He wanted to reach out and grab it, but he said domineeringly and gently: "Follow me..."
Xue Chen's eyes showed reluctance, because for the first time in his life, he was really moved, and it was a very deep kind. Xue Chen was fascinated by the elegant, noble, cold and peaceful temperament of the Snow-clothed Fairy. His Taoist heart
It's hard to suppress that feeling.
But the next moment, this thought was extinguished in vain. The Wuxiang Dao in his heart of Wuxiangshen inspired the Taoist heart, and he regained a trace of calmness and thought: "Am I sure to help her become an immortal? You must know that there is a difference between immortals and mortals. I
If I really fall in love, I will watch her grow old slowly. Appearance is not important, but can I bear the pain of losing my beloved? I..."
The last question he asked himself was that he had been immersed in it for a long time, and the fairy in snow clothes had gradually faded away, and his shadow was dim. In the end, he chose to give up. He did not have the courage to love, and he did not dare to bear the painful consequences. If he did not dare to bear it, then he would simply give up.
Don't start, so his heart became cold again, extinguishing the trace of emotion, but the faint sadness and regret could not be erased. In addition, Wuxiang Shen's heart was dominated by Confucianism, so he chose the scholar's way to soothe
This love unfolds the mountain and river fan, and the Confucian and Immortal people on the back are also mourning. Looking at the west water in the distance, they express their feelings with a "water melody song"——
When will the bright moon come?
Ask the sky for wine,
I don’t know where Guangxiu is,
Who calls my thoughts?
I want to ride the wind to say goodbye,
And I’m afraid that Snow Lotus will take pity on me,
The song ends with sunset.
The traveling man wept,
Ripples of blood and tears flow.
The rolling smoke leaves an afterglow, reflecting the sad face.
Why is Gu Ningfeng singing endlessly? People have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions,
The moon waxes and wanes,
This matter has never been completely solved.
I hope the west water lasts forever,
The goddess seals my heart.
His singing had ups and downs, boldness and softness coexisted, and his spirit blended with the western water. His true emotions flowed along the water and past the fairy in snow clothes near the downstream.
Perhaps feeling the courageless admiration, Fairy Xueyi just froze slightly, and then left again.
The farewell of the fairy in snow clothes, the final setting of the sunset, and the west water immediately became quiet, silent, sad, and sad...
I started digging a hole again, uh, I still hope I won’t bury myself.
The protagonist doesn’t have the courage to love? Everyone may despise it and think this kind of beautiful picture is too fake, feel free to criticize it! But since it is a trap, it naturally needs to be filled. Everyone can guess, who is the fairy in snow clothes? It will be with the pig later.
What does the foot have to do with it? Hehe! Don’t think I’m just a stud!
