Douluo's Night

"Master, what is the red color of lovesickness?"

"There is a story about this medicinal plant." Ye Xi thought about the story from her previous life.

"A long time ago, there was a young man who was indifferent by nature. He loved to support flowers and trees. The garden was full of green lotuses and lotus roots, which were colorful. He usually chanted to the flowers and raised his cup to invite the moon. But when the flowers fell and turned red, he would be infinitely sad and would surely throw away the flowers. He collected the pieces, dug the ground to bury them, and shed tears again and again. As the saying goes, love moves heaven and earth, and his love for flowers moved the flower fairies in heaven. They married him privately in the mortal world, and the joy of fish and water was nothing to worry about. Who knows what will happen? Not long ago, the god learned about this and was very angry. He thought that immortals and mortals could not be compatible with each other, so he ordered the flower fairy to be transferred back to the divine world. Since the young man lost his lover, he sighed all day long, was depressed and gave up on flower affairs, so he fell down the fence. The garden collapsed, the flowers and trees faded, and the garden was desolate. One day, a white-haired old man came and told him that his beloved white peony in the garden was the incarnation of his beloved wife. As long as the flower was destroyed, the flower fairy would be dead. He will lose his immortal body and be banished to the mortal world to marry him again, but he must not ruin the flowers. After saying this, he turned into a breeze and left. The young man suddenly woke up and deeply regretted that he had treated the flowers poorly and took care of them carefully. Although he loved them dearly, My wife, however, couldn't bear to burn the peonies, so she cherished them even more. She cried to the flowers day and night, her tears dried up and her heart broke. She died of heartbroken love. When he was dying, he bled on the petals. You see, the bright red blood stains are that of the young man. Hard work."

After Zhu Zhuqing heard this, he was already a little crazy.

Ye Shi scratched his cheek, it was just a story, and it also proved why this medicinal plant was a black brand.

Just because it is special, the past life can also be considered. . . Items that often fail to sell at auction houses.

After all, in this world of intrigues and deceit, how costly it is to truly fall in love with someone is a bloody lesson.

Going to the battlefield for love and dying for love are the stupidest deaths.

"Flowers are extraordinary. You have to choose the owner. When picking, you must think about your beloved and be sincere. Spit out a mouthful of blood and sprinkle it on the petals. If you are half-hearted, even if you vomit blood and die, you will not be able to pick the flower." After it is removed, it will never wither as long as it is by the owner's side. The name of the stone under the flower is Wujue. If it is forcibly destroyed, this Acacia Heartbroken Red will also lose all its medicinal power."

"This one can only be picked after you have decided on the other half of your heart. During the process of picking flowers, your heart must maintain purity and love for your other half."

Ye Xie placed the medicinal plant on the ground, "Don't pick it by force."

"Yes."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded vigorously.

"These are the two things I'll give you this time." Ye Xi stood up, "I'm leaving."

"I'll take you."

"it is good."

The two walked to the school gate and found that there were many people around. And here at the school gate, a battle is taking place, and the ground is shaking slightly.

"That's... third brother"

With sharp eyes, Zhu Zhuqing discovered that one of the two people fighting at the school gate was none other than Tang San.

"Who did he offend?" Night narrowed his eyes, "His opponent is Contra."

"Shameless." Zhu Zhuqing looked at the old man with a beard coldly.

"That old man is the purest powerful spirit master. Tang San will not lose."

In the dark night, he leaned against the stone pillar and watched the battlefield from a distance.

"You went to help, but you just went to cause trouble."

Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth. Although she was a little unwilling, she stopped after her master said this.

"Besides, there is a teacher here, so the other party must not be so shameless as to kill a junior at the school gate." Ye Ye's eyes signaled, Zhu Zhuqing followed his gaze and saw Xiao Wu with a worried look on his face and Zhao Wuji with an ugly face. .

At this time, a sudden change occurred. There were three more people in the field, and the one standing in the center was an old man. His left and right hands held the arms of the two people next to him. left. She is a very beautiful girl. He looked about fourteen or five years old. As soon as he landed, he immediately ran in the direction of Tang San.

On the right is a cowardly middle-aged man. In the palm of the middle-aged man's hand, he was holding a dazzling pagoda with a colorful halo.

"That's...Master, that's the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

"Oh" Ye Xi raised his head and narrowed his eyes to look at the old man and middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man was the mysterious man who took the Catwoman away at the auction.

However, it seems that it was his identity and status that prevented the auction house from embarrassing him.

Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward, and Ning Rongrong saw her good sister and waved quickly, with a smile on her face. The latter nuzzled Zhu Zhuqing's face affectionately.

"Dad, this is my good sister, her name is Zhu Zhuqing."

"Hello, Master Ning." Zhu Zhuqing bowed solemnly.

Ning Rongrong's father, Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of Qibao Glazed Sect, smiled softly, "I have heard Rongrong tell you a long time ago that you can just call me Uncle Ning. I would rather you call me that."

"Yes, Uncle Ning."

Zhu Zhuqing did not change her mentality because of the change of title, she bowed again.

"Wow, you're here too. Long time no see, Master Ye."

Ning Rongrong spotted Ye Hue sitting behind the crowd, walked over with a smile, and gave a friendly hello.

"Well, long time no see."

Since he was his disciple's friend, Ye Zi's attitude became much better, and he nodded lightly.

"By the way, I asked my father about that token. It seems to be something from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

"Yeah, I'm planning to visit the mountain another day."

"Oh, it would be a different day than today. My dad happens to be here."

Ning Rongrong pulled Ye Xing up. After thinking about it for a while, Ye Xing was afraid that she would tear this little girl apart even if she resisted. She wanted to make peace with her as she came, since she wanted to see the sect master anyway.

Ye Zi raised his head and met Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes were calm and soft, and she seemed to feel a sense of peace of mind when looking into his eyes.

"You are... the little master Ye that Rongrong said"

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but laugh when she heard these words.

Zhu Zhuqing did not smile, but stood obediently behind Ye Zi, giving Ye Zi silent support.

Ning Fengzhi and another old man glanced at the night. The latter showed an ambiguous smile, and Ning Fengzhi whispered.

"I heard from Rongrong that you seem to be looking for me for something. Now is not a very good place to talk. We might as well discuss it in detail at Shrek Academy."

Ye Xie nodded, "Then just follow what Sect Leader Ning said."

"Just like Zhu Qing, you can just call me Uncle Ning." Ning Fengzhi said with a spring breeze on his face.

Ye Xing twitched the corner of his mouth, he was still calling others uncle at his mental age.