Er Jian Yue Nu waved her sleeves and waved the wind, and the gentle wind lifted everyone up without actually making them kneel down.
The gentle sunshine in the morning seemed very warm when it shone on her solemn Jianzong school uniform. Her voice was very pleasant, like the sound of bamboo bells in the wind. It was difficult for people to feel the awe that an immortal should have: "I've taken the liberty to visit you.
, You don’t have to be cautious, I would like to ask if there have been any foreign women in this village in recent days.”
The two cats who were still lying in the flowers were motionless as if they were frozen, their eyes were wide open, and then they winked at each other quickly.
'We must never let Senior Sister Yuenv know that they have done such stupid things!'
The couple who reached a consensus huddled up into two cat balls, hiding all their claws, trying to cover themselves with the help of dense flowers.
As soon as the villagers heard this, they knew that this fairy came regularly to look for the Great Immortal Yun. Aunt Zeng said: "You are talking about the Great Immortal Yun Rongyun. She has been near our Rongjia Village in recent days."
Yue Nu searched almost all over Xiaozhoushan but could not find Junior Sister Yunrong. Although there shouldn't be any accidents at the feet of the Immortal, her search was fruitless, and she was inevitably a little anxious. She hurriedly asked: "Can you
Can you please lead the way for me?"
Aunt Zeng shook her head and said: "Yun Daxian has been elusive all day long. She always comes to see us. How can we find her? But immortals, don't be anxious. The cat raised by Yun Daxian is here. If you have
With your psychic ability, you can let this cat take you to find Yun Daxian."
The Yue girl was astonished.
Junior sister Yun Rong... actually keeps a cat?
She was pretty good at raising swords, so why did she suddenly become so interested in raising cats?
Following the direction of her finger, the Yue girl looked at two dumplings, one black and one white, nestled together, with the black one at the top and the white one at the bottom, just like the Double Happiness balls fried into skewers for children to eat during the New Year.
When the Yue girl's gaze touched them, the two cats' eyes instantly looked away with guilt.
Yue Nu asked: "She raised these two cats?"
Aunt Zeng said in a sour tone: "How can it be possible? The more handsome white cat Huan Taohua is the cat raised by Yun Daxian, and the other one is his cat wife, who was deliberately brought to us today to show off."
The Yue girl was amused by the two cats. She walked over and looked at the peach blossoms.
It's actually a nine-life cat spirit.
No wonder, no wonder these mortals said that Junior Sister has a cat.
This isn't a cat, it's clearly a little sword spirit.
Is it really interesting for Sword Spirit to marry a wife?
She hugged Taohua and gently opened the hair on his forehead with her fingers, and she saw the silver moon sword mark hidden under the hair.
That's right, it is indeed Junior Sister Yunrong's new sword spirit.
Yue Nu breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the little sword spirit is still in its infancy, its nine lives have long since ended its bloodline inheritance in the six realms. When it comes to the future, it is probably more valuable than the demon king in Fengzhi Island.
I never expected that junior sister Yun Rong, Xiao Zhoushan and her party would find a treasure as a blessing in disguise.
Since then, she doesn't have to worry about the sect master's censure, let alone the sect master depriving her of her status as the young master's wife.
Yue Nu felt a chill in her heart when she thought that the sect master actually wanted to bring her and the young master together.
Fortunately, fortunately, all this is over.
"Little Sword Spirit, is your name Taohua? I am your master's senior sister, can you take me to see your master?"
Balian was held tightly in her arms, and he and Yun Rong were squeezed together, one on the left and one on the right. The two cat faces showed expressions of hopelessness in synchronization.
In the end, the dignified Fourth Sword of Tianxi and the young master of the Tianxi Sword Sect held hands and turned into cats to tease the villagers. After all, they could not deceive Yue Nu.
Crossing the cloud fairy boat, sailing towards Tianxi.
Balian lay listlessly on the bow guardrail, letting the cold wind wash over his face, his sword and robe fluttering wildly.
Yun Rong stood beside him, looking at Dongfang Qiming. His usually clear eyes seemed to be dead at this moment.
Although Yue Nu promised not to tell the fourth person about the matter, the two of them still could not forget the uncontrollable look on Yue Nu's face as she tried to hold back a smile when she promised to keep the secret.
"Alas." Balian sighed: "Now we have left the handle in the hands of Senior Sister Yue Nu. When we meet her in the future, we must show more respect."
Yun Rong rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a headache: "Second senior sister has a good temper, you can rest assured about this."
The sky and the earth are vast, and the floating clouds are lingering, making the entire fairy boat look ethereal.
Balian looked back at the empty bow deck, his eyes suddenly moved, and he transformed into a peach-shaped cat again, and jumped into Yun Rong's arms.
He suddenly asked in a cold voice: "Senior sister named me Peach Blossom, was it because I also have a peach blossom on my body?"
It was extremely cold at the height of the fairy boat and the wind was extremely strong.
The cat in his arms was very small. Yun Rong was worried that the cat would be blown away by the wind, so he closed his arms to hug him tightly.
She looked at him with lowered eyebrows, knowing that he was referring to the birthmark on her body, and couldn't help but smile: "Even I don't know why I gave you such a tacky name, and you know it? And what are you doing?"
What is it? Aren’t you enough for making idle jokes? Change it back to me quickly."
"Okay." Balian curled up in her arms, saying he was diligent, but his body didn't move at all.
Yun Rong narrowed his eyes and reached out to pull out the cat's whiskers: "Who are you trying to fool?"
Balian raised his head and smiled softly. His eyes were clean, sincere and serious.
Facing Mao'er's aqua blue eyes, Yun Rong's stretched-out fingers suddenly trembled, and she curled back timidly. She turned her face away, her neck and ears turning red.
It was obvious that several days had passed, but it was his 'ok' that made her understand.
He was not promising her that she should change back. He was clearly replying to the wish she had given that night.
She said: Junior brother, let’s have a baby together.
He answered: OK.
The reply came exactly three days later, but it didn’t feel late at all.
It was this reply that was not delayed at all, and Yun Rong suddenly understood that her life was probably over.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! She saw all living beings without meaning, but she didn't know that he among all living beings had finally become an extraneous branch of her stable years, so that she no longer obsessed with the snow on the mountain and the sword in her hand.
Yun Rong never thought that one day, there would be such a person who would make her want to enjoy the rivers, mountains and rivers in spring, summer, autumn and winter with him, see everything in the world, make a living by collecting firewood and fishing.
I want to experience all the joys in the world with him and be a secular couple for a time.
A wise man does not fall in love, and when she meets him, she will not be a wise man.
"Actually, senior sister doesn't have to compete with Cuihua for food." Balian raised his head in her arms and gently licked the peach blossoms under her shoulders and chest through her clothes.
"Because senior sister can only raise one cat. The cat is yours and I am yours."
"So next time, no matter what I look like, Ah Rong will not be able to recognize me anymore."
The simple words were spoken with great solemnity, and the subtle change of title, from senior sister to Ah Rong, carried a lingering feeling that was difficult to describe. Although it was not a word of love, it was more like a word of love.
Slowly, the woman, who had never had strong feelings before, started to blush, as if she had been drinking, and her eyes had a burning light.
The wind collects and the clouds disperse, and the boat reaches the other side of the mountain.
The moon is in the sky, the cat is in my arms, the wind is on my shoulders, and it snows all year round and I don’t know how many seasons it’s cold.
The gentle moon and night will make people gradually lose their sobriety, so that in this late spring with crimson everywhere, Yun Rong gradually forgets what year and night he lost the cat, broke the sword, and lost him.
A shocking past, a catastrophe that makes people understand clearly.
She remembered that during the Tianyun War, the demonic river revived and spread across the world, unleashing a boundless sea of demonic calamity and desire.
Erhe Burial Heart set up the Heluo chess game, and the third sword of Tianxi was killed in the sea of sky clouds. The body was incomplete and was eaten by rotten vultures.
The Twelve Swords of the Tianxi set up a siege plan, but for some unknown reason, the demons knew the news in advance, and the siege failed. Instead, they were trapped in Tianyun Fu Mountain, unable to reach the sky and unable to connect to the earth.
Buried Heart controls the blood demon, and the blood demon exiles thousands of hectares of essence and blood, turning it into a hundred thousand desolate fires that burn the mountains, and twelve swords are broken.
Only the sword spirit of the Snow-Cleaning Sword is special. It can hold down the Fushan Mountain with three thousand cloud swords, and it can withstand the desolate fire in March without breaking. Nine lives of the sword spirit died and eight lives were lost. Later, she broke the sword with her own hands, which kept the sword spirit from being destroyed.
Ushering in reinforcements, breaking through the sky.
The Tianxi Sword Sect's vitality was severely damaged after this battle. The young master succeeded to the throne of the Sword Sect, summoned Tianshan, took the sword stone, and reshaped the Thirteen Swords.
There are twelve of the Thirteen Swords, and the sword spirits are all destroyed, especially the sword souls enshrined on the Tianshan Mountains. It is not difficult to recreate the complete Thirteen Swords.
Only the fourth Snow-washing Sword has been broken, but the spirit of the sword is still there. If the spirit of the sword does not return with the old sword, it will be difficult to create a new sword.
Sword Master Yu ordered Si Jian Yunrong to fulfill her great righteousness by ordering her to personally retrieve the sword spirit lost in the battle and bring it back to the mountain gate and throw it into the Sin Sword Pond to transfer her spiritual body. There must be no mistake!
In this regard, Yun Rong was extraordinarily insistent and disobedient. She finally took off her clan robe, took off her remaining sword, returned to the mountain gate and left the mountain gate.
That was the first time she gave up her sword.
When she wakes up, thousands of years have passed, the beauty of the world is floating, the clouds are in her sleeves, and it is hard to find the heart of the bright moon and the clear breeze when she looks back.
In the end, the mountains and rivers are changing, and I am alone and alone. I can't see the rivers and mountains and die in the world of mortals. It's hard to see the old people.
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"How long will you continue to be in a daze?!" An anxious shout interrupted her long-lasting memories.
Suddenly, all five senses returned, and dreams and awakenings intertwined.
Under the eyes, the bright red eyes and pale lips look like the face of a human ghost, very close at hand.
Next to them was Yun Rong's familiar shout, because the clothes of the two of them were half-undressed, and among the peach blossom treetops on a cold night, spring scenery could be seen everywhere.
As the fourth sword of Tianxi, Yun Rong couldn't get close to these two people because of their charming appearance, but he also couldn't bear to see the 'inner demon' carrying the same face and body as his own and wreaking havoc in this scene.
The skin that was naked in the night was chilled by the wind. Yun Rong looked at the person in front of him, and the emotion slowly overflowing from his eyes was not the joy of seeing each other again after a long separation, but indescribable sadness.
It’s hard to see the old person...
It’s hard to see the old person...
But didn’t she find it after all?
Walking through trees and flowers, traveling across mountains and rivers, she will eventually meet you. She will meet the person who makes her want to say goodbye even to the end of time.
"Junior brother, I have not broken my promise."
Falling flowers rustled, and her fingers passed through the thin mist, and the peach-colored petals that gently fell on the snowy arms slid gently along the skin and fell into her collarbone.
Yun Rong held the young man's moist cheeks, leaned forward and kissed his lips.
The woman's kiss was light and cool, as clean as the first snow in winter.
The crystal liquid rolled down from the end of her eyes and turned into beads. Her picturesque eyebrows were moistened with tears and became more profound. The sky was far away and the earth was far away, and everything was still.
Even after she sucked his pale lips until they were bright red, showing a very healthy color, she was still not satisfied, so she turned her back on him, hugging Balian's neck tightly with her left hand, and hooking his belt with her right hand.
She gently but lingeringly grabbed the air from his mouth, her voice was soft and hoarse, and her fingers rubbed his waist: "I have not broken my promise. You said that no matter what you look like, you want me to recognize you, and I did it.
"
But this time it was him who didn't recognize her anymore.
But she doesn't blame him. Between his lips and teeth, between his eyebrows, it's enough that he can be here and make her like him year after year.
The little black cat found her little white cat, that's enough.
She is no longer his lazy wife.
In this life, she will be the one to support him.
In that deep twilight night, she came to be his star in the eternal darkness.
Balian didn't understand, but he was still distracted by her words. His eyes were on fire, reflecting her, and he nodded unconsciously, as if in response.
A pair of eyes that were burnt red by the succubus poison could not find any trace of their true colors. Balian, who was supposed to be getting more and more crazy, suddenly became gentle for some reason.
He half-hugged her body that was blown cold by the wind. The vertical red mark between her eyebrows turned dark, faintly revealing a bit of possessed bones. The fairy tear embedded in her chest gave off a full light in the dusk.
.
He rested his head on her shoulder and whispered: "Ah Rong."
A'luo, who was locked in a cocoon, rubbed his palms against the thorns and vines until they were dripping with blood, as if he was in a dream. His eyes were soulless and hollow, and his nails were cracked and unnoticed.
Her voice was faint and a little hesitant: "Why is he meowing like a cat at this time? Why is he! Stop! Stop and speak clearly!"
Black-robed Yunrong felt very strange, Dark Road Demon Lord, your husband is almost sleeping with someone else, but you are still struggling with meowing?
Are you being stimulated and going crazy?
Yun Rong closed her eyes and ignored A'rao's voice, letting his hot fingers touch her waist.
The dress on her body was half-stripped, and the red and black sword dress fell loosely from her shoulders. Her shoulders and waist were carefully carved to outline exquisite and graceful lines. The jade pendant hanging on her head was hung messily on the branches, looking lonely and cold.
The wind blows, making a cooling sound like water flowing over clear spring rocks.
The night among the shadows of the trees suddenly became hazy, and from time to time, several uneasy roars like the roars of monsters could be heard in the distance.
The black-robed Yunrong was stagnant for a long time, struggling constantly on his face. He looked at the lively scene in front of him. Although he had the intention to stop it, he tightened his fists and stretched out his hand to create a space barrier, blocking the outside world.
She finally couldn't bear it anymore, her face was livid, she was ready to go up and beat the mandarin duck with her sword.
For a moment, her anger actually made her forget her fear of being dominated by the little corpse demon not long ago.
The black-robed Yunrong came behind Bai Lian, raised the sword in his hand, and without unsheathing the sword, he whipped up a gust of wind and struck him hard on the head.
It seems that he is planning to wake up this guy who has a spermatozoon in his head.
"boom!"
Balian was hit so hard that his head dropped, and the ferocity in his eyes suddenly dissipated. He grabbed the black-robed Yunrong's sword with his backhand and raised it again to strike, and slowly turned around.
The belt that was being hooked by Yun Rong's fingers was finally untied.
A small portion of her pale and thin narrow waist was now exposed. The wound on her abdomen that had been kissed by a snake no longer bleeds and turned red, but glowed blue as if frozen in crystals. It was exactly the same as those spirits.