Fairy, Stop Making Trouble

Boss, buy a pack of cigarettes, Soft China, and a lighter.

Jiang Qiao smiled and handed him the cigarette and lighter: A total of 77 yuan.

Accompanying his girlfriend up the mountain to seek marriage? Jiang Qiao glanced at the young woman standing outside the store waiting for him.

No way, girl, just believe this, doesn't it say that the fairy stone on Fairy Peak is very spiritual? The man opened the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and lit it for himself.

Indeed, my friend's younger brother found a girlfriend after asking Fairy Stone for marriage. Jiang Qiao looked serious.

Really. The tourist slowly spit out a cigarette, dubious, Speaking of which, a thousand years ago, there was really a fairy here to transcend the catastrophe and soar?

Isn't that right? Look at the pedestal of the Fairy Stone, it's clearly written...

Jiang Qiao was extremely skilled in talking. After all, the more rumors like this, the more tourists would go up the mountain, and the business of his small shop would get better and better.

Boss, it's like you've seen it with your own eyes. The man took out his mobile phone to scan the code and couldn't help but complain.

It's a good thing I wasn't born a thousand years earlier, otherwise if the fairy married me, you wouldn't be able to worship me now. Jiang Qiao also joked with the guests seriously.

Boom!

At this moment, there was a sudden thunder in the air, and Jiang Qiao was startled.

Boss, you hear me, wanton teasing the fairy, God is angry. The man joked.

My friend, this can only mean one thing, the fairy has a spirit. Jiang Qiao looked at the dark clouds outside and said with a pretence.

The man thought for a moment: No, I have to take my girlfriend and say goodbye.

Fetion payment received 77 yuan.

There was a prompt tone for the payment from the mobile phone, and the man raised the mobile phone: I paid.

Okay, thank you for your patronage.

...

The torrential rain poured down, lightning flashed and thundered in the dark clouds, and soon there was no one on the Fairy Peak.

Jiang Qiao sent off the last customer, glanced at the more than 2,000 yuan in the Feixin store, which was not bad, started cleaning, and prepared to close the store.

After everything was done, Jiang Qiao looked up at the fairy stone not far away, and shook his body to worship.

At this moment, he saw that in the crackling sky, a figure could be faintly seen being continuously struck by lightning.

Someone crossed the robbery?

Jiang Qiao shook his head when he thought of the stalks circulating on the Internet, but it was just a dark cloud in the shape of a person.

Before closing the store and going upstairs, the entire Fairy Peak was already covered with a thick layer of fog.

He was stunned for a moment. On the edge of the cliff, next to the fairy stone, when was there a woman in white fluttering?

At this time, I didn't go down the mountain. I was alone in the storm and looked at the cliff in front of me. No matter how I looked at it, there was a problem.

Wouldn't it be because he was heartbroken in the red dust and wanted to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff here?

But this is my territory. If there is a murder case, there will definitely be fewer tourists, no! You must not let her succeed easily. If you want to die, you have to go somewhere else, and you can't delay my earning money!

Jiang Qiao thought about it, took an umbrella, opened the video on his mobile phone, and rushed into the wind and rain.

If the rescue is not successful, there is still evidence that she committed suicide, and it has nothing to do with herself.

He slowly approached the edge of the cliff. The woman was wearing a white silk skirt with a cross neck. The long-sleeved long gown was wet by the heavy rain. The flesh color could be vaguely seen against the delicate skin. The rain condensed into strips, but she didn't feel the slightest embarrassment on her.

Jiang Qiao held his breath and approached a little, wanting to pull her to a safe place before she could react, but just when she was only two meters away from her and was about to pounce, the woman with immortal aura suddenly turned around. over.

Stop!

The dialect that the cold low drink uttered but did not know where it was.

Jiang Qiao stared blankly at the woman in front of her. She wore a beaded veil on her face.

He has seen many girls dressed in Hanfu, but none of them have such a temperament.

Being so beautiful but thinking of committing suicide, how hard is it to think about it?

Jiang Qiao quickly returned to his senses and spread his hands: Cough, listen to me about beauty, I have no ill intentions, so don't be nervous, I am a good person.

The woman in the ruffled skirt looked faintly at the sneaky mortal in front of her. She knew the umbrella, but what was the square stone in his hand facing him?

Are you planning to sneak attack on your own Heavenly Seal?

But it doesn't seem to have the slightest aura, nor does it have any lethality.

Unremarkable like a stone.

Jiang Qiao continued to move forward, the woman frowned slightly: Don't move!

Seeing her step back slightly, Jiang Qiao shivered, for fear that her feet would slip and fall directly.

Okay, I won't move, I won't move, but beauty, please relax first, you make me nervous, let's talk about it, can we?

The woman still looked at him with calm eyes, without speaking or making any movement.

The two fell into a silent confrontation. Jiang Qiao felt a bit of a toothache. From an outsider's point of view, it seemed that he had driven this little fairy to a dead end.

Look at how young you are and how beautiful you are, although I don't know what sad things you have encountered in the rolling red dust, but after all, you only have one life, there are no obstacles in this world that you can't overcome, only the corners you can't turn. Say yes?

Jiang Qiao showed a smile that he thought was kind, and hoped that these words would make the little fairy in front of him let go of his guard.

There are no hurdles in this world that cannot be overcome, only corners that cannot be turned by oneself...

The little fairy whispered to herself, thinking that this statement makes sense.

She failed to transcend the Immortal Emperor Tribulation, and now she has lost her mana, but the way to cultivate immortals is to fight against Heaven.

I control my own life.

It's a little difficult to hear her weird tone, but I get the general idea.

Jiang Qiao nodded his head like garlic: Yes, yes, the world is beautiful, and you still have countless good times. If you have any troubles, you can tell me, I am willing to listen.

Jiang Qiao tried his best to release his kindness. Generally speaking, as long as the suicide victim is willing to speak up, the more he talks about it, the more the depressed emotions in his chest will be vented, and the calmer his mind will be, which is more conducive to rescue.

The little fairy looked up at the mortal and slowly shook her head: You can't help me.

She turned and looked up at the dark sky and sighed.

Immortal Emperor Tribulation, there are only a handful of arrogances who have been able to successfully pass through the ages. The loser is not dead, she is successful, but she is not completely successful, and she is defeated by her own demons...

Seeing the fairy turn around again, sighing and looking at the sky again, Jiang Qiao was inexplicably anxious.

Beauty, if you have something to say, don't think about jumping off a cliff for a while!

Don't jump here with me!

Can't think about it? Jumping off a cliff? The little fairy's tone was puzzled.

Yeah, it's so high here, even if you don't want to jump, but if you fall, you're absolutely 100% dead! You don't want your pretty face to be disfigured by rocks, right?

...

The little fairy gave him a deep look, cursing her disfigured, and daring to speak to an immortal emperor like that. This mortal is already disrespectful, and the soul light will be drawn out, trained in the sky lantern for a hundred years, and finally vanished into ashes.

That's all, there are too many things to take into account now, let him go for the time being.

This mountain is too short, with a depth of only 300 meters. It's boring to jump up. This seat once jumped down from a ten thousand zhang peak, and you have a panoramic view of the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains. That's interesting.

...

Jiang Qiao was speechless when he heard the words, what does it mean to be less than three hundred meters, don't you know that sometimes three meters can fall to death?

Even jumping down from the top of the Wanzhang peak, Mount Everest is only 8848 meters, is this the mountain you jumped in in your dreams?

Still this seat? You watch too many TV shows, right?

Jiang Qiao raised his eyelids, not wanting to argue with her at this time: Then you are standing here now...

Feel the rain.

The fairy glanced at him indifferently: You don't understand.

After becoming an immortal, the immortal body will be invulnerable to all methods, and it will be free of dirt and dust.

Jiang Qiao: ...

Well, he doesn't understand.

He really didn't understand this stupid woman.

He had only heard that some people liked the moist drizzle, but he had never heard of people who liked this kind of pouring rain. No matter how good-looking people, no matter how beautiful their hairstyles, no matter how beautifully dressed, they would become embarrassed in this weather.

Jiang Qiao glanced at the wet little fairy again.

All right.

The guy in front of him doesn't count.

I only know that if it rains for a long time, you will get sick. It's winter again, aren't you cold? Besides, it's really too dangerous for you to stand on the edge of a cliff. Step back and talk first?

The fairy looked calm: This seat asks you, what is the current situation in this world? Why are there no rules and no spiritual power?

What the hell?

Jiang Qiao now has ample evidence to show that this beautiful woman who looks like a fairy is actually a neurotic.

Forget it...

The fairy withdrew her gaze. Although she has lost all her mana now, she has a pair of discerning eyes that penetrate the past and present.

The person in front of him was very weak, his face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot. At first glance, his blood was weak, his yang was insufficient, his spirit was weak, and it was estimated that he had not had a good life for decades.

He has no spiritual power all over his body. He is a complete mortal. He doesn't know what immortals are. These words are like playing the piano to a cow.

Jiang Qiao watched her continue to stand on the edge of the cliff and sighed.

Where do you live? Do you have any friends going up the mountain with you? Would you like to call them to pick you up?

Thinking of the former friends, disciples, and sects, who have long disappeared in the ten thousand years, and she herself has set foot on the path of immortality and became the immortal emperor that has never existed.

The fairy sighed faintly and said in a lonely tone, I'm the only one left.

Seeing her gossip, Jiang Qiao's face twitched slightly, should this neuropathy care about her?

Leave her alone, there is no common language.

Don't care about her, what if something goes wrong.

Jiang Qiao took another look at her disrespectful temperament. As a modern young man who received a good education, he hesitated for a moment and scratched his head with the hand holding the phone.

It's getting dark now, it's raining again, and the road down the mountain is slippery. My house is not far ahead. If you don't mind, beauty, why don't you...

He accidentally touched the camera button in the video, and a bright flash passed by.

The fairy's face turned cold. Sure enough, someone wanted to use this mortal to plot against her. She pinched the magic formula with her hand, and then shot it with one palm!

The Nine Heavens Profound Temple, turned into a divine thunder, radiates the power of the sky, let me lead it!

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