peach blossom for wine

Tao Jiu lay under the tree with her eyes closed for a long time, and when she gained some strength, she staggered up while supporting the tree trunk. It was not too late after calculation, and she was too lazy to look for that smelly monk again, so she went straight to the aunt's house. Su Cheng went to drink.

By the lake in the depths of the peach grove, Hu Lihua sat on the shore in human form, with his two tiny feet dipped in the lake water, paddling up and down.

It was rare for Junzhu and Yutang not to bicker, watching in silence as the milk doll frowns and splashes the lake water.

None of the three spoke, only the green peach leaves rustled softly in the wind.

The Qianyin Temple on the top of Gusu Mountain was buzzing with people's voices during the day and gradually quieted down as night fell. There were still ninety-nine and 81 long-burning lamps burning in the Daxiong Hall, and the dimly lit lights reflected the bluestone slabs outside the hall.

Under the bodhi tree, Nian Chen was still sitting cross-legged in meditation, not far away, the shadowy candlelight under the eaves of the porch reflected his face flickeringly.

In Gusu City, ten miles away from the temple, a man in a light blue Taoist robe with a long sword on his back stood on the high city wall of Gusu, watching the fading lights of Wanjia.

The mortal world has fallen into silence and peace with the rising and falling of the silver hook in the sky.

Compared with the tranquility of the mortal world, the fairy world above the Nine Heavens caused a storm due to someone's anger.

Today is the day when Fengyan Shenjun and Mu Yiyuanjun form an immortal contract, if they are left in the mortal world, it is equivalent to getting married.As long as the matter of this god is mentioned, you can pick up a fairy family in the fairy world and talk about a few gossip jokes.

The days that are too boring let some trivial things happen in the fairy world, and those immortals who have been bored for thousands of years can talk about it for a long time.

But today, when we talked about this Fengyan God Lord, all the immortals were stunned while admiring him, because the one who formed the immortal contract with him was actually his young apprentice!

However, the gods have high mana and great abilities, so they forced the Immortal Emperor to agree to pick a date, and you two can go as you like.As a result, all the fairy families in the fairy world today were invited by the god's post, and they all went to Yaochi with complicated feelings.

Unexpectedly, this encounter was really not in vain.

Beside the Yaochi, the Fengyan God Lord in a bright red wedding robe made a group of female immortals break their glass hearts.A head of dark red long hair is loosely tied behind his head, the flowing hair is as smooth as the fine silk, and a sharp-edged face is cool and handsome, under the eyebrows that almost fly into the temples is a pair of hooked eyebrows. The soul-stirring but incomparably sharp Danfeng eyes, the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, the nose is like a gall, but the lips are a bit thin, and the color of the lips is also extremely light.Even though the immortal deed was formed today, his face was more serious than usual.

In the past, Fengyan Shenjun was always dressed in black robes, but now he changed into red. With his tall and slender figure, he really looked like a phoenix about to fly, which made all the immortals dare not look directly at it.

The man next to him is much shorter than him and looks a little thin. He is wearing a bright red wedding gown like him, and his black hair is neatly tied up. He has long eyebrows like willows, a straight nose, peach blossom eyes, and a small diamond shape. Lips, skin is fair.

"Hey, it's so strange, how did this little Yuanjun look so similar to that peach demon? It's just that there is a missing mark on his forehead..." The golden lotus that gave birth to spiritual wisdom in the Yaochi looked at Mu Yuanjun by the pool, Shaking his body, he muttered softly.

A little farther away from Deyao Lake, a man with silver hair and purple robes waved a folding fan in his hand and squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "By the way, this Mu Yi Yuanjun is also born with a good appearance."

"When did you become blind?" The coquettishly dressed woman next to the purple-robed man fiercely frowned with her hands on her hips, and then looked up at Feng Yan and Mu Yi, who were dressed in red robes in the distance, with the corners of her mouth curled slightly. Displeased.

"Dieran, are you jealous?"

"Ouch, Suixing Xianjun, I am not familiar with you!" The woman named Die Ran was even more displeased.