Bodhi

Su Xuechan sat on the balcony facing the sea, carefully wiped the edge of Liu Zhaojun's sword, and flicked the wax rope tightly tied on the scabbard one by one.

This is a habit he has developed since he practiced sword.

Xin Rong came from a distance with a fruit plate in his hand, followed by a maid holding a cup. She smiled at Su Xuechan, "Your Highness, please use some fresh seasonal fruits."

The fruit plate was in full bloom, the melons and fruits were sweet and fragrant, each one was wiped clean, and the surface seemed to be polished and shiny.

Su Xuechan hurriedly said, "Thank you Miss Xin."

At this time, another young maid came out from behind Xin Rong, and wanted to put the wine jug on the table, but accidentally stepped on something, her arm tilted, and the splash of wine poured out of the cup, Fortunately, Su Xuechan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and moved the mess away, but some points were inevitably stained on the spike of the sword.

Xin Rong turned pale with fright, and hurriedly slapped the little maid on the face. Su Xuechan let out a "ah", but four red fingerprints immediately appeared on the little maid's face, which was as delicate as a peeled egg.

"Don't hit her," Su Xuechan stretched out her hand to dissuade, "It's just a sword ear, why do you want to hit the child?"

Xin Rong turned around and said: "Your Highness is kind-hearted, but His Highness doesn't know that if this is the Dragon Lord, she would have died long ago without a burial place! The purpose of beating her is to let her have a long memory, so that she will not always do things like this in the future. .”

Su Xuechan said: "That doesn't have to be the case..." Seeing tears in the corners of the little maid's eyes, she picked big and good bright fruits from the fruit plate and stuffed them into her hands.

Xin Rongfu bowed again to make amends: "Your Highness's tassels are dirty? Give it to the slave, and let the slave clean it for His Highness."

Su Xuechan thought about it for a while, and untied Jiansui according to the words, "Then I will trouble Miss Xin Rong."

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.At this time, within the territory of the Immortal Kingdom, Wen Chuan was waiting anxiously inside and outside.

There is a scar as red as phosphorus embedded on his blackened and chapped chest. It is the wound that Ying Long gave him at the Jade Banquet in Yaochi. Although the inside has healed, this scar can never be removed. , like a red leech.

There were only two people in the inner room.

The young man sat on the ground casually, rolled up his luxurious robe, and took a ink pen to draw something on the worn-out map in front of him. The woman in front of him was wearing a bright purple dress of different shades, standing at the junction of light and shadow. The place is like a flashing river swamp.

"Have you got the thing?" He stopped writing and looked at a certain blank place on the map.

The woman nodded: "I got it."

The young man chuckled and said, "Of course I'm relieved if you make a move."

"The Qinyuan clan has been looking for you for a long time," the woman said softly, "Aren't you going to give them something?"

The young man's smile faded slightly: "Just a little bit of dragon's blood, these idiots still want the reward I promised them?"

"Weigh it for yourself," the woman sighed softly, "I hope what you said can be useful."

The young man's face was heavy: "Then you don't have to doubt, this time it will definitely succeed."

The woman was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Forget it, I'll go."

The young man didn't answer, just squinted his eyes, picked up his fingernails and carefully pulled out the floating hair on the tip of the vermilion pen, and pulled it three or four times, but instead of pulling out the bristle, the vermilion ink in his hand was stained.The young man's breathing became flustered, and he slammed his pen on the wall beside him violently, causing the pen holder to shatter and ink droplets splashing everywhere.

Still angry, he opened the door of the inner room and threw the bag in his arms to Wen Chuan who was standing at the door, "Give this to Qingqiu, and the matter is over! Get out, don't bother me again." !"

Wen Chuan snorted, but he didn't dare to open the kit to see the contents, but he asked someone to send the kit to Qingqiu overnight.

——Sure enough, Qingqiu's blockade of the Immortal Kingdom gradually dissipated on the second day.

The king of the Immortal Kingdom was very proud. Standing in the court where Wen Hu died tragically a few days ago, he happily praised everyone: "The national teacher is really powerful!"

Green trees grow in spring, and peach blossoms grow thousands of feet.

Su Lanji was sitting on the Linglong Pagoda, the highest in Qingqiu Palace, holding the opened kit in her hand.

Inside, the sword tassels are snow-white, and the fringed pearls and jades are shining brightly, and there is a half-opened azure magnolia flower coiled beside it.

Su Cheng stood beside her, silently looking at the green hills in the distance.

"In just a blink of an eye, Ah Chan seems to have grown up." Su Lanji murmured, "300 years are really fleeting..."

Su Sheng said: "I didn't expect that they could actually place chess pieces in Yinglong Palace."

There was a trace of mockery on Su Lanji's jade-like face, "The Queen Mother of Kunlun West stays behind closed doors, and the nine heavens ignore it. I thought that Yingdi's place would be the safest place...but how did they find Achan's place? The one who took his personal belongings?"

"A very effective threat." Her voice was hoarse and almost raving. "They threatened me with her only son. I was really scared..."

Thousands of years ago, they planted the azure magnolia plant together. The girl in the snow-clothed bamboo flitted across the crimson rays scattered in the sky, her eyebrows were gentle, and her temples were gently brushed with jade fingertips, giving her a hairpin. Peach blossoms flourish.

"Zhenzhen."

——"...Sister." She couldn't help replying in a deep memory.

Later, Sister was married to the young Fox King by her clan. Even the fire-colored wedding dress couldn't suppress the jade-like brilliance between her brows, but she had to stand aside and let Sister loosen her grip. Hands, to the unknown distance.

And then... and then, sister encountered an accident during childbirth. After giving birth to the child, she was sick for three days and then went away. I was still thousands of miles away to seek medicine for her, and I couldn't even see her for the last time.When I hurried back to the clan, I could only see Su Sheng, who was holding a baby and was seriously injured, and a magnolia tree that was blooming and withering alone.

"I failed to protect her well, not even her child." Su Lanji said, "Husband, will you blame me for going my own way?"

Su Sheng sighed deeply, and replied softly: "No, your decision is my decision."

Su Lanji's smile was mixed with a bit of melancholy: "I can't see through the secrets, nor can I guess what the saint is thinking... If the catastrophe is really coming, where else can I hide Ah Chan?"

"It depends on whose disaster it is." Su Sheng put his hand on her shoulder, "Zhenzhen, don't be afraid, the situation may not be that bad."

Su Lanji lowered her eyes, looked at Jiansui in her palm, "I hope so."

"Your Highness! Your Highness!" Xin Rong slammed into Su Xuechan's sword-practicing balcony, his cheeks turned pale with anxiety, "Your sword spike..."

Without Jian Sui to press behind, he had to wear another Quan as a substitute these days. Seeing Xin Rong's anxious expression at this time, Su Xuechan gathered Jian Feng and looked back at her, "What's wrong? Don't worry, just speak slowly."

"You took your sword tassel back by yourself? I put it in the house just now, but it disappeared!" Xin Rong's eyes brightened.

Hong, "Slave... Slave deserves death..."

Su Xuechan froze for a moment.

The sword tassel was woven for him by his biological mother when he was still alive. When he had some success in sword practice, Su Lanji called him to the room, took it out of the brocade box and tied it to his scabbard, and tied it to his scabbard. Every strand of tassel that fell was neatly trimmed, Yan Yan smiled at him and said: "A sword is a sharp thing, if you are not careful, you may injure others or yourself. This thing is tied behind your scabbard. In order to keep you alert at all times, keep a thread in everything, and drop a point when you drop your sword."

Such an important thing has disappeared now... He was anxious, but after all he couldn't blame the person in front of him for something outside his body, he just said softly: "It's okay, I'll look for it later, it's just a tassel, don't worry."

Thinking of Xin Ke still lying on the couch injured, he couldn't help asking: "How is Miss Xin Ke now?"

Xin Rong said in a low voice: "Please worry Your Highness, my sister will recover soon."

Su Xuechan was about to say a few more words of comfort to her, but saw the stormy waves on the sea in the distance, the water mist dispersed like frost and snow, and Li Yuan's figure appeared from the center.

"Dragon Lord!" In addition to being pleasantly surprised, there is also a faint and unspeakable secret in his heart, "You..."

Li Yuan didn't even look at him, he raised his hand and threw something, Su Xuechan hurriedly reached out to grab it, but it was his lost sword tassel!

"You take care of your own things," Li Yuan stared at Xin Rong's trembling hair, "There will be no next time."

At this time, Xin Rong had already knelt on the ground with a pale face, not even daring to raise his head.

Li Yuan's quenching golden dragon's eyes flickered sharply, suppressing the faint violent evil spirit and sweeping across Xin Rong's body, the black robe surged like waves, and disappeared behind the numerous water pavilions in an instant.

Xin Rong was shaking like chaff, sweating like rain, and for a moment he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Get up quickly," Su Xuechan saw Li Yuan walking away, and hurriedly leaned over to pull Xin Rong up, "I'm fine now."

Seeing that Xin Rong was still in shock, Su Xuechan couldn't help but said, "Are you so afraid of him?"

Xin Rong smiled wryly and said: "Your Highness really doesn't know something. The Dragon Lord is only bad-tempered, and his means of thunder is nothing more than that. When I first arrived at the Dragon Palace, he locked himself under the thousand-foot-thousand-foot sea abyss every day. It was overturned for more than three months, and the roar of the dragon was as loud as thunder. Passing by the Linshui Pavilion, you can see blood, water, and pieces of meat pouring up from the bottom of the sea... Jumang Shenjun came in person and said that he would replace it. Long Jun pulled out the old disease in his body, and Long Jun just let him go away..."

Xin Rong's voice was dry, "Mr. Long tortured himself so much that he could even disregard his life. What is a small person like Nu in his eyes? I'm afraid some people won't know until they die, why did they offend me?" Lord Long. Slave... I am also afraid that I will die for no reason..."

Su Xuechan was also silent.

The spring is mellow and the white waves are like flowers, but the young man's heart huddles bitterly under such warm sunlight, his throat is so tight that he can't even utter a word.

——"When Mr. Long was young, he once had a lover who swore to each other forever... Later, he died for some reason, and Mr. Long also suffered a severe injury, which has not healed yet."

——"Have you forgotten the days we used to be together? We are in Buzhou Mountain, in Donghuanghai, and I will take you to see Fusang and Jianmu... You are my life, my half body...

——"...Jumang Shenjun came in person and said that he would pull out the old disease in Long Jun's body, but Long Jun just told him to go away... Long Jun tortured himself so much that he could even ignore his life..."

——"I love you, Bodhi...don't go..."

He let go of the hand supporting Xin Rong, and every long breath seemed to swallow bitter water mixed with sourness and jealousy into his stomach.

"Don't be afraid," he heard himself whispering to Xin Rong, "Long Jun...is just a idiot trapped in love."