"Master, you are back. The medicine you asked me to make has been prepared! Hey, who is this?"
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The mountains stretch to the end, and the terrain gradually levels off. Going further, there is an endless plain.
At the end of the mountains, there is a valley, surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the plains on one side.
The valley is about a mile in diameter, and a stream flowing from the mountains trickles through the valley. On the back of the mountain, there is a house built of wood. Next to the house is the flowing water. In front of the house, in the huge valley, it is pink.
This valley is dotted with peach trees.
Now in July, it is the time when the peach blossoms are in full bloom and the fruits begin to ripen.
In the peach blossom forest, near the stream, an old man sat quietly holding a narrow long knife in his hand.
Beside him, there was a long black spear, the sunset spear.
The old man held the long knife in his hand, holding the handle with one hand, and gently brushed the silver and narrow blade of the long knife with the other hand. His calloused palms showed the owner's age, as if he was caressing his lover's body.
Infinite tenderness.
Traces of spiritual energy visible to the naked eye overflowed from the old man's fingers. The long knife seemed not to be made of gold or iron, but cotton or cloth, absorbing the spiritual energy overflowing from the old man's fingers as if it were absorbing water.
On the blade, traces of gleaming brilliance bloomed.
Just like the stream in front of you, it is gurgling and ripples.
The old man suddenly took a long breath, and suddenly, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth around his body rushed over like Yangtze Rivers. He was grabbed by the palm of the old man's hand that was touching the blade of the sword!
The mass condensed, and the actual spiritual energy was visible, crystal clear, slowly changing, turning into bits and pieces of strange runes. These runes seemed to be words but not words, and they seemed to be some kind of ancient seal carving, vast and simple.
The old man grabbed the runes formed by these auras, and suddenly his five fingers changed at a wonderful speed, becoming more and more mysterious, strange, and rapid, until it became a misty phantom!
These runes, like obedient children, were changing in his hands. Finally, the old man stopped suddenly, stretched out an index finger, and pressed hard on the blade of the long knife!
choke!
The long knife made a clear clang.
One by one, the spiritual energy runes were quickly pressed on the long knife by the old man's fingers. It only took a moment to snap his fingers and it was over.
The old man's right hand holding the handle of the knife suddenly shook, he raised the long knife, and the void suddenly slashed!
Ling Gang appeared without any energy, but in the stream in front of him, there was a column of clear water that suddenly rose up, like a water dragon, rising to a height of more than ten feet.
The water column rushed up, and then condensed into a line, piercing straight towards him. The long knife in the old man's hand came forward, and a roar resounded throughout the valley. The long knife seemed to turn into a ferocious beast, opening its huge mouth, and the water shot out.
Swallowed in one gulp, completely.
The old man was still sitting, sheathing the knife. Except for his arms, his whole body, from beginning to end, even his clothes did not move at all!
"Sixth grade...Sixth grade..." The old man murmured to himself. After a while, he suddenly grasped the handle of the knife tightly and exerted his strength fiercely. A burst of powerful spiritual energy burst out, and the long knife in his hand broke with a cry.
Broken into two pieces!
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"Plant peach trees, see peach blossoms, pick peaches, spit peach cores, plant peach trees, see peach blossoms, pick peaches..."
This song is repeated over and over again, but it is extremely smooth and beautiful, especially when it is sung by such a pink girl with a mouth that is as shiny as peach petals.
The girl wears pink clothes, her cheeks are flushed, and her hair is also a light red, which seems to be dancing with tiny flames. There are two big peach blossoms on the ponytail that is divided into two parts. They are pink and pink, setting off the pink hair.
The fragrant cheeks are plump and fragrant, which is particularly pleasant.
She was holding a big peach in one hand, chewing and singing, and holding a medicine pestle in the other hand, pounding it in the medicine bowl, feeling satisfied and contented.
At the same time, the girl's eyes glanced at the wooden bed next to her from time to time.
"Spit!" She spat out the peach core in her mouth, her peach lips curled up slightly, her nose puffed up, and she hummed cutely.
"That's someone else's bed!"
After eating the big peach, she started to hold the medicine pestle tightly with both hands and hit it with the pestle, smashing all the roots, branches and leaves in the medicine bowl into pulp. She threw the medicine pestle away and said, "Master, today's medicine is finished!"
"Well, go pick another peach to eat!"
The girl stood up. She was not tall, had a green body, and had a childish and cute look on her face. She was probably no more than twelve or thirteen years old.
"Little...little sister."
"Well, who are you calling...ah, you, you, you..." the girl suddenly turned around and exclaimed.
In the wooden house, on the only small wooden bed, a young man slowly sat up straight. His clothes were in tatters, his exposed skin was scarred, and his face was extremely pale, like a miserable evil ghost.
"Huhu, it turns out you're awake." The girl looked depressed, very dissatisfied with being startled, and patted her chest with her small hands, looking scared.
"Well, little sister, what's your name?"
The girl squinted her eyes and smiled, her cheeks were as red as peach pink, "My name is Dandan."
The boy who sat up on the bed was naturally Xuan He. This girl was so cute and cute that he couldn't help but think of his sister Xuan Ye'er, the daughter of his third aunt who regarded him as his own.
"Oh, Dandan, what's your last name?" Xuanhe's breath was weak. It was obvious that he was too traumatized and was far from recovering.
"Dandan." The girl Dandan still narrowed her eyes and laughed.
Xuan He couldn't laugh or cry immediately. How could anyone answer someone like this...
"Ahem," Xuanhe felt a tightness in his chest. He covered his mouth with his hands and coughed twice, "Who saved me? Are they your parents?"
"Oh, you have a cough. Are you sick? By the way, you are injured. Let me pick peaches for you to eat!" After Dandan finished speaking, Xuanhe raised his hand and called her in a low voice, already jumping up and down.
He walked out of the wooden house and ran away.
"What an interesting little girl." Xuanhe was dumbfounded, then shook his head, looking at the wooden house, which was simply furnished, but with many swords, axes, hammers, various weapons, and many dry or dry materials hanging on the walls.
There were fresh vegetation on the ground, and the medicine bowl and pestle that the girl had used to make medicine were held in front of his bed, and a faint fragrance of herbal medicine entered his nose.
"Where is this place?" Xuanhe is not a spiritual warrior, but he still has a certain vision. The weapons hanging on the wall are not spiritual weapons of spiritual warriors, but weapons used by ordinary people and warriors, but they are all workmanship.
Excellent quality goods.
While he was thinking about it, the girl in red dress had already jumped back and rushed to the bed. With a huge red peach in one hand, she picked up one, took a big bite, and gave the other one away.
Arriving in front of Xuanhe.
"Here, this... is for you..." Miss Dandan said in a straight voice with her little mouth filled with peach meat.
Xuanhe was even more dumbfounded and didn't know if her peach had been washed away.
---------------ps: Today, I made a very difficult decision - little mm will appear.