Zhao Yuan suddenly realized that this was the moment when bright daylight burst out from the night sky. Then several redder and brighter small pieces flashed out from the gaps between several blue clouds. Several small pieces broke through the clouds, connected closely, and dissolved.
Put them together and leap out, it turns out that the sun has come out. It is bright and dazzling, as bright red as fire, as strong as fire. Unknowingly, all the darkness is immediately illuminated by it.
In the blink of an eye, the layers of clouds stretching for countless miles turned red.
Just when Zhao Yuan was intoxicated by the spectacular and magnificent sunrise, his body suddenly sank, but Wan Ling'er pressed the flying sword and fell below the clouds.
The two dropped the flying sword at the foot of a mountain.
"What are we doing here?"
Zhao Yuan has an instinctive rejection of unfamiliar places. For him, any unfamiliar place has potential dangers. Calculated from the time and speed of the flight just now, it is only a thousand miles away from Xujiaqiao.
What made Zhao Yuan most uncomfortable was that the peaks here were actually extremely green. Except for the occasional ravines and white snow, they were completely different from the snow-covered scene in Xiaoyang Mountain. Moreover, the temperature here was much higher, even if
It's early morning and I don't feel cold yet.
"Go up the mountain." Wan Ling'er's flowing eyes rolled his eyes at Zhao Yuan, as if he was still sulking.
"Why don't you fly up?" Zhao Yuan looked confused.
"This is Shenlong Mountain."
"Shenlong Mountain can't fly?"
"Brother, there is Ci Xin Zhai and Master Su Xin here. In order to show respect for Master Su Xin, people in the cultivator world visit Shenlong Mountain on foot. Although there is no mandatory rule, some cultivators have made an agreement.
It’s become a custom.”
"OK, got it."
Zhao Yuan suddenly realized that he followed Wan Ling'er obediently without making a sound, so as not to provoke Wan Ling'er to rise up and leave her in the deep mountains and old forests.
Zhao Yuan now has no ability to fly with a sword. After going out, he can only be restrained by Wan Ling'er. Recently, Wan Ling'er has been refining elixirs and has an irritable and moody personality. He often emits unknown anger, which makes Zhao Yuan suffer from bullying.
Secretly, Zhao Yuan made great efforts to master the spiritual energy to control the small black sword and fly with it as soon as possible, so as not to be upset.
The two of them walked into the forest one after the other.
Walking through a small stream, everything is green, even Wan Ling'er's white clothes are reflected in a light green. The water is gurgling, accompanied by the chirping of birds. As I walk, I suddenly feel a cool breeze, and then I realize that there is a breeze.
As you blow by, the bursts of fragrance make you stop and savor it. In the crystal clear, spotless blue water, fish swim happily, and red, green, and white pebbles shine in the water.
The sun shines through the gaps in the trees and casts mottled shadows on the water, giving people a peaceful and beautiful enjoyment of nature.
In this charming scenery, a silent affection rippled in the hearts of the two of them.
Wan Ling'er walked slower and slower, his head slightly lowered.
Zhao Yuan caught up with Wan Ling'er and walked side by side with Wan Ling'er on the narrow and slippery stone steps.
"oops……"
"careful."
Wan Ling'er stepped on the moss and slipped. Zhao Yuan hurriedly supported Wan Ling'er and hugged Wan Ling'er's slender and soft waist.
"Thank you." Wan Linger's face turned red and she said softly.
"No need." Seeing Wan Ling'er's shy look, Zhao Yuan was distracted and quickly let go of Wan Ling'er's slender waist.
"Humph." Wan Ling'er suddenly changed his face again and snorted coldly.
"...Ling'er, let me lead you away..."
Zhao Yuan, who was belatedly aware of the situation, finally understood this time and quickly picked up Wan Ling'er's catkins.
"I need you to hold me, hum!"
Wan Ling'er pouted and didn't look at Zhao Yuan, but she didn't let go of Zhao Yuan's hand, instead she held it tightly.
Holding the white and soft jade hand, Zhao Yuan's heart was beating for a while. From the corner of his eye, he saw Wan Ling'er's face reflected in the morning glow, which was fiery red. Even the roots of his ears and neck were red. Zhao Yuan couldn't tell the difference.
Is it the reflection of the glow or the bright red color of Wan Ling'er itself?
The two of them were shoulder to shoulder, holding each other's hands and walking slowly, like a snail.
At this moment, both of them hope that this road can go on forever.
However, no matter how slow you go, the stone steps are not far away and there will always be an end.
Cixinzhai is not on the mountain peak, but on the mountainside. It is not very far from the foot of the mountain, and there are stone steps connecting it. Although it is a bit steep, it is not difficult or dangerous.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the door of Cixinzhai.
When the two of them stood in front of the door of Cixinzhai, they both subconsciously let go of each other's hand, and then, with some reluctance, they grabbed it again. After a while, they still let go, but Wan Ling'er was in a good mood at this time.
, he smiled lightly at Zhao Yuan from time to time, and his charming smile made Zhao Yuan haunted.
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea.
She was born in the Zhao Yuan family. When she was in the Zhao family, although she could not talk about the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard, she still lived a life of indulgence and indulgence. However, those were women who took the initiative to throw themselves into their arms, which is different from the current kind of love.
The feeling is completely different.
Some people say that when a woman is in love, her IQ is zero.
In fact, when a man is in love, his IQ is no longer zero, but a negative number.
Both Wan Ling'er and Zhao Yuan are currently below the average level. Some things that are easy to understand are always unclear and unclear, just like seeing flowers in the fog...
…
Cixinzhai is very small, so small that even Zhao Yuan found it a bit incredible.
There are three wooden houses covered with blue tiles. Next to the wooden houses, there is a small utility room. The tiled roofs are smoking. From the appearance, they are no different from farmhouses. In front of the three wooden houses, there is a
The open space paved with bluestone slabs was covered with withered yellow leaves. Two handsome nuns, about fifteen or sixteen years old, who looked exactly the same, were sweeping with brooms.
Although the handsome faces of the two nuns look a little green, they have everything they should have. Even the long robes still can't hide their graceful figures. The breeze blows, and the curvy figures are exposed.
undoubtedly.
Such beautiful twin nuns, it’s a pity that they have to spend time with the ancient Buddha with a green lantern in the deep mountains and forests!
Zhao Yuan sighed secretly.
Of course, the two handsome nuns were not cleaning now, because the two pairs of dark eyes that seemed to have spiritual energy were staring at Zhao Yuan, not even looking at Wan Ling'er.
"What are you looking at! I've never seen a man before!" Wan Ling'er scolded unceremoniously.
"Hehe, sister Ling'er, is he brother Zhao Yuan?" The two handsome nuns dropped their brooms and jumped up to Wan Ling'er, hugging Wan Ling'er one by one and kissing and touching her.
"Yes." Wan Ling'er felt angry when she saw the two of them still staring at Zhao Yuan. She suddenly regretted that she shouldn't have brought Zhao Yuan to Shenlong Mountain.
"Wow, so handsome!"
"That's right, sister Ling'er is right, brother Zhao Yuan is really handsome."
"Who is your brother? Don't shout so disgustingly, okay?" Wan Ling'er was extremely depressed. If there was any medicine she regretted, she would swallow it immediately.
"Hello, brother Zhao Yuan, I am Mingyue."
"Hello, brother Zhao Yuan, I am tomorrow."
The two nuns didn't care whether Wan Ling'er was in good or bad mood. They let go of Wan Ling'er and "flew" to Zhao Yuan like a tit. They hugged Zhao Yuan one by one and called Zhao Yuan in sweet voices.
The two of them held Zhao Yuan's arms, and their plump bodies were almost hanging on Zhao Yuan's body. Feeling the two hot and passionate bodies, Zhao Yuan felt like his blood was boiling. After all, he was a man of strong blood, and
He is a physiologically normal man.
Zhao Yuan didn't know that recently, Wan Ling'er had been staying at Shenlong Mountain during the day, hanging out with the two little nuns all day long. He always talked about how smart and handsome Zhao Yuan was, bragging Zhao Yuan to the heavens.
The two little nuns were new to the world and were full of longing for men. After hearing Wan Ling'er's boast, they became preoccupied and admired Zhao Yuan more and more. Now that they saw Zhao Yuan, he was really good-looking and they immediately fell in love with him.
, then it doesn’t matter whether Wan Ling’er is happy or not…
Wan Ling'er never dreamed that he would shoot himself in the foot.
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