Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 129 The Young League Mainly Loves and Kills Me (Extra)
——For the sake of coherence, the extra chapters are released together in three chapters hehe——

Ten years later.

At the foot of Wumai Mountain, Hengyan Town.

On the first floor of the teahouse, a storyteller with a goatee was sitting in a corner of the hall, shaking his head and talking endlessly.

"However, it can be seen that swords and spears are like ears of wheat, swords and halberds are like hemp forests, and countless heroes from Qingyumen cleared the way across the mountains, built bridges when they met the water, and attacked the main hall of the Wulin League all the way."

"On that day, thick smoke billowed and flames soared. For a moment, fire snakes entangled, copper walls and iron walls fell one after another, red dragons stuck out their tongues, and green tiles and carved eaves suddenly fell. These unjust people in the Wulin League are the same as ill-gotten gains. In a matter of days, everything was wiped out..."

The teahouse was bustling with ears pricked up.

Regardless of the Jianghu martial arts, or the civilian court, anyone who has some understanding of the world's situation will report 12 points of interest in the sudden rise of Qingyumen and the bizarre and tortuous stories behind it.

No one noticed that a man in a white shirt hurried in.

As soon as he entered the door and heard these words, Ji Langyu sneered from his nose.

"It's still three days." He walked around the crowd and walked to the second floor. He couldn't help but think of the blood that almost flooded the whole mountain that day, and touched the goose bumps on his arms. There is no living thing."

He went up the stairs, turned into the most luxurious single room on the second floor, bypassed a screen, and finally saw the protagonist in the storytelling downstairs.

Han Yu closed his eyes and half leaned on the couch, as if he had encountered something pleasant, with a faint smile on his lips.

With one hand under his head, the other...

Holding a warm jade potted plant the size of a washbasin.

The jade basin plus the soil, plus the seemingly sturdy dwarf tree, is really heavy.

But Han Yu didn't dislike it, he just put it on his lap like holding a child, and protected it with his hands to prevent it from falling.

Ji Langyu stared at the potted plant, and couldn't help but gasp, "Is this thing still blooming?"

He didn't think there was anything wrong with the head of his family treating Hua as a child.

In fact, if it wasn't for the dwarf tree in the potted plant suddenly bursting with flowers, he wouldn't even take a look at it.

It's nothing more than getting used to it.

——In the past ten years, Han Yu seemed to have been hit by an evil spirit. He always carried that potted flower with him wherever he went, and he had to put it next to him when he took a bath and slept.

It was as if it wasn't a strangely shaped tree, but some organ he accidentally dropped outside his body, and he couldn't live without it.

There was an ethereal fragrance floating in the room, very light, with a touch of sweetness, it was emanating from the jade basin.

Ji Langyu was a little surprised.

Before, I only thought this tree was ugly, but I didn't expect that the flowers would be so beautiful when they bloomed. The petals were so tender that they seemed to be able to squeeze out water when they were pinched.

He couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch it, but he didn't know if it was an illusion. The moment he made a move, the flower branch closest to him slid back, avoiding his dishonest claws.

Ji Langyu's hands froze in the air, and he blinked slowly.

... Strange, there was no wind in the room just now.

Hell?
He was stunned for half a second, and wanted to touch it again in disbelief.

But at this moment, Han Yu suddenly opened his eyes, pinched his wrist, and stopped his movement.

Ji Langyu was pinched by the pincer-like hand, and she gritted her teeth in pain, "...Let it go, let it go! It's okay if I don't touch it!"

Han Yu glanced at him and let go.

"It's really stingy." Ji Langyu hurriedly retracted her paws, and the wrist with a red mark appeared in an instant when she moved around, and hissed, "If you look like this, those who don't know will think that I touched some of your friends."

His unintentional words made Han Yu suddenly startled.

He touched the tree trunk guiltily, his face was flushed, and he turned his eyes away as if nothing had happened.

I thought to myself, isn't it just...he has a good relationship.

... It's just a pity that I'm still too young to chew on it.

——When Liu Hongyuan sacrificed her blood to him, her whole body turned into nothingness, leaving nothing behind.

He slashed Xuan Che with his hands, bloodbathed the martial arts alliance, and became famous all over the world overnight, but there was only a hole in his heart that no amount of life could fill.

Until he swept all the way to his former residence and saw the clothes that Lingling had changed before.

At that time, he was full of murderous thoughts, but he still had a faint thought that the person who left should have a tomb. Since the body is gone, why not... build a tomb for her?

Life cannot be the same quilt, at least after death...they still have a place where they can be together.

Han Yu walked in, wanting to get the two clothes.

But when I stretched out my hand and saw the blood on my hand, I felt that I should wash it first.

He wiped his hands clean and brought the bucket, but just as he undid his belt, a strange, faint blue peach pit rolled down from his arms.

That familiar color hit him on the head like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and his heart stopped beating suddenly.

Han Yu was stunned for a long while, then slowly squatted down as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

He carefully picked up the peach pit, held it in the palm of his hand and stared at it for a while, then suddenly his blood boiled, as if dazed, he called out tentatively to this thing that was no bigger than his palm, "Liu Hongyuan?"

After calling, he responded.

He laughed at himself, thinking he was really stupid.

But just as this thought flashed across, the peach pit rolled in his palm as if suddenly alive.

Han Yu's smile froze on his face.

He jumped up, hitting his head heavily on the corner of the table next to him.

But he didn't feel any pain at all, all his mind was focused on that small peach pit.

Han Yu stared at it like crazy for a long time before calling again, "Senior Sister?"

He watched with bated breath, not daring to move.

It wasn't until his lungs were on fire that he suddenly saw the peach pit rolling and jumping out of his hand.

Han Yu was startled, and he stretched out his hand to grab it back. Then he remembered something and relaxed in a hurry.

He didn't dare to hold it, so he could only hold it tightly with his fingers, "...Where are you going?"

Tao He probably hadn't unlocked the skill of "talking" yet, so he instinctively ran wild in his hands, making Han Yu's heart pounding.

His heart was beating so fast that it was about to burst out of his chest at any moment.

He didn't know if it was his intuition or wishful thinking, but he decided that the peach pit...was Liu Hongyuan.

It was obviously just a small thing with wrinkled skin, but he subtly sensed a hint of urgency from its movements.

Han Yu glanced in the direction it was "fleeing", and his eyes fell on the window sill, inside a warm jade flowerpot.

He hesitated and walked over, tentatively letting go, the peach pit in his palm jumped out joyfully, plunged into the soil, and did not move.

Han Yu was dumbfounded.

After a long time, he blinked slowly.

What's happening here?
...Plant a seed in spring and reap a senior sister in the coming year?
Han Yu's heart skipped a beat.

Speaking of which, this flower pot was given to him by Liu Hongyuan back then.

The things she brought as gifts have never been ordinary things.

Han Yu had no interest in planting flowers, but at that time he was still afraid of Liu Hongyuan, so he threw a few seeds down symbolically, but did not water or fertilize.

In the end, naturally, none of the flowers survived, only a few weeds with vigorous vitality, relying on the dew and rain, tenaciously occupied a place in the warm jade basin.

Han Yu glanced at it at the time and didn't care anymore, letting a few grass grow inside.

In his eyes, natural selection and survival of the fittest.

This flower pot is also a small world, why not let those who can get it?
So the weeds happily ruled over the inside.

It's a pity that this time, the good days of the mountain kings are coming to an end.

The "master" they recognize has long forgotten the survival of the fittest, and only wholeheartedly guards the evil demon core that fell from the sky, chooses the best soil, and personally sieves it one by one, so that the peach core can be safe. He fell asleep peacefully in the wet new soil.

A few weeds were aggrieved and moved back to the field. Without the blessing of the flower pot, the whole thing was wilted.

After the peach pits were planted, Han Yu was worried about putting the flower pots anywhere, so he finally gritted his teeth and took them with him, taking care of them every day.

It wasn't until a year later that a tender sprout finally emerged from the soil that made him want to see through.

Many years passed, and it grew into a small low peach tree.

And now, since they're all blooming, it's not too far away from bearing seeds...

After Ji Langyu was sent away with a few words, Han Yu bent down and approached the tree, touching the topmost flower with the tip of his nose.

It wasn't until the petals touched the temperature of his breath that Han Yu raised the corners of his lips and called softly, "Senior Sister?"

The petals trembled inconspicuously.

The smile on Han Yu's lips deepened a bit, and he called out again, "Lingling?"

The petals shrank back, as if they were disgusted with the numbness, and the whole branch trembled vigorously.

Han Yu was unyielding, and chased after him, continuing to shout, "Liu Hongyuan?"

The fragrance from the flowers is a little stronger, and the pale pink petals turn bright red.

Han Yu stretched out a finger, and gently lifted the hanging flower branch, ignoring its shyness that almost spilled out of the petals, bowed his head, and kissed it lightly.

The flowers on the branch seemed to be frightened, and they all exploded. The branches stood stiffly, motionless, and finally looked like a serious potted plant.

Han Yu's eyes were full of smiles.

This time, with a low voice, he called out in an extremely ambiguous way, "...lady?"

The pot thawed from its petrified state.

It jumped three feet high as if startled, snapped a branch, and shook Han Yu's peach blossoms.

Han Yu finally couldn't help laughing out loud, laughing until his whole body trembled, and while trembling, he still didn't forget to reach out to wrap the flower pot in his arms to prevent it from jumping to the ground without being light or heavy.

"Lady." He laughed and called again, at the same time raised his hand with great experience, and lightly pinched the branch that hit him again.

He turned his head, kissed the petals pamperingly, and smiled a little badly, "It's useless to object, when you can beat me, come and make me change my words."

Huazhi became furious and pushed him away, and didn't move.

It's been a long time since I saw Peach Tree so lively. Han Yu was so excited that he didn't fall asleep half the night.

When he finally fell asleep exhausted, the moon was already in the sky.

A ray of soft light passed through the window, illuminating the two figures in the room.

They lay down and sit, one solid and the other ethereal, but when the shadows overlapped in one place, they were incomparably harmonious, as if they were born as one.

The ethereal figure sat by the bed for a long time.

When the moon fell from the sky and the last ray of light disappeared, she suddenly bent down and kissed the man's lips lightly.

"Good night, puppy left."

　This is an invincible three-in-one essay of 3000+ words~
　　What is a small potted plant will be explained in the next chapter
　　It's not the heroine _(:з」∠)_, it's just that Bai Ling likes peach trees, so he made a peach tree for others

　　
　
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