Two or three things about Mozun in the words of rebirth

Soft, glutinous and sweet, it melts in your mouth.

"Sure enough, the glutinous rice from Jiangnan is delicious."

Fengling Yedu is in the north of the world, and can't grow such soft rice. Although the pastry made by the younger junior sister is delicious, it still lacks a bit of taste.

Thinking like this, he raised his head and looked at Tang Jiangli again. The latter's face was still as cold as ice, but his eyes seemed not as indifferent as when they first met.

Ye Changjian said in his heart, this is not acceptable, who am I?Fengling Yedu Xiaobawang, the big devil who everyone fears, how can he always be crushed by Tang Jiangli?

Even if Tang Jiangli has the ability to reach the sky, can he be eaten?

Thinking of this, the anxiety he had been feeling all along was gone, and a big stone was put down in his heart, and he felt relieved, even the eyes he looked at Tang Jiangli became frivolous, with the tails of his eyes raised, invisibly becoming seductive.

Maybe even Ye Changjian didn't know that when he looked at people like this, he was the most lethal, like a sexy and lazy cat stretched out its small paws to scratch people's hearts.

Tang Jiangli's expression was dull for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel that he took a few steps back, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

This is the first time Ye Changjian sees him at a loss. Maybe it's just that Tang Jiangli hid it too well in the past, and he didn't have time to think about it. Also greeted with winks.

Handsome and flirtatious, pure and slutty, they are obviously four different feelings, but they are all perfectly interpreted by the person in front of them.

Ye Changjian put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up, and walked towards Tang Jiangli step by step.

His eyes never strayed from Tang Jiangli, he walked up to him, raised his chin, leaned close to him, exhaled and said, "I thought about it last night, is it possible to be favored by such a banished fairy as Mr. Tang?" The blessings I have cultivated in my three lives."

As he spoke, he moved closer, and there was less than an inch between their lips. They could feel each other's warm breath, and said softly, "Double cultivation is not impossible, as long as you promise me."

"what?"

Tang Jiangli's cold voice seemed a little hoarse.

Ye Changjian cast another seductive look at him, and suddenly reached out and squeezed his cheek hard, his seductive expression instantly became innocent.

"You are the one who is a female, I will double cultivate with you every day!"

Ye Changjian let go of him as he spoke, laughed and ran away.

His cheerful and willful laughter echoed in the quiet and quiet bamboo garden, and lingered for a long time.

Yan Wuyu stood waiting for him outside the sutra hall, seeing him walking briskly, with a smile in his eyes and a pretty face, he asked doubtfully, "Why are you so happy? You look like you married a wife."

Ye Changjian put his shoulders on his shoulders and walked forward, said with a smile: "Isn't it, she is still a good wife and mother who is as beautiful as flowers and jade, who can go to the hall and go to the kitchen!"

Yan Wuyu rolled his eyes at him, "Blow it and you will."

Ye Changjian said: "Yan Luyao, I found that you seem to be much more cheerful since the fight. Could it be that that fight opened up your extraordinary meridians? Tsk tsk tsk, you can't see it, my Wenwen is weak Weak, I didn't expect to strike so hard."

Yan Wuyu retorted, "You can't tell, you're handsome, and you're not ambiguous at all in fights. I don't think any hooligan bosses on the street can beat you."

Ye Changjian withdrew his hand and clasped a fist at him and said, "Accept, accept!"

Today's lesson is the cultivation of wood-type spells.

The master who taught this method is Tang Tang, the son-in-law of Tang Sect.

Ye Changjian clapped his hands and smiled, "This name is fun."

Tang Tang has a handsome figure and an elegant face. He doesn't wear a sword. Looking at it this way, he looks more like a scholar who has read poetry and books and is full of knowledge.

The practice location of this course is set in the Baihua Valley in the back mountain of Yunshuizhiyao. Tang Tang led them to the front, and said in a gentle voice: "We are going to cross the miasma and misty valley to Baihua Valley. There are many forks in the valley, so as not to get separated. Get in groups of two and hold hands."

Ye Changjian: ...

He couldn't bear to look straight ahead, Yan Wuyu beat his feet and chest, "Why don't you take this class with female students?"

Ye Changjian turned around and said, "Lu Yao, it looks like we are holding hands."

But obviously Yan Wuyu had already found a good partner.Behind Yan Wuyu was an equally timid young man, who was pulling Yan Wuyu's sleeve.

"Are you all divided into groups?"

Tang Tang's voice came over.

Just as Ye Changjian was about to respond, Tang Jiangli walked in front of him, so he naturally had to hold his hand.

A numb feeling came from the place where the two were holding each other. Ye Changjian subconsciously threw him away, but the latter held him tightly and could not separate the slightest bit.

Ye Changjian couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Tang Jiangli, take your current!"

Tang Jiangli had some doubts in his rare eyes, "I didn't use the Thunder Control Technique."

Ye Changjian: ...

He shivered.

Live to hell!

Tang Tang stepped into the blue portal first, and the remaining Jianzong disciples stepped in one by one.

It was still filled with white mist, almost invisible.

"Everyone follow closely, don't get separated."

The disciples responded accordingly.

Ye Changjian raised his eyes to look at Tang Jiangli. The latter did not look sideways, and walked very steadily, as if he could see the road in front of him clearly.

"Tang Jiangli, everyone's eyeballs are black, why are you golden? Is it a unique symbol of your Tang clan's bloodline?"

Tang Jiang left for a long time before answering him.

Ye Changjian is here, "It must be that you are often vegetarians and malnourished. Let the female disciple of the mountain medicine school show you some other day."

The line of sight gradually widened, the white mist dissipated, and another scene appeared in front of their eyes.

The vegetation is exuberant, moving with the wind, a pod of red, a pod of yellow, a pod of green, blooming like a brocade, colorful and in full bloom.

This is Baihua Valley, which is full of strange grasses. It is said that in the depths of Baihua Valley, there are Ganoderma lucidum fairy grasses that can grow for several years.

It's just that the border between the valley of flowers and the valley of miasma is very dangerous.

Tang Tang stopped, faced them, and said in a gentle voice: "Everything has spirituality, and so do flowers, plants and trees. As long as you calm down, you can understand what they say."

He said and gently spread his palms, palms facing up.A breeze came, and the petals fell into his palm, and the next moment, the petals turned into budding flowers.

Tang Tang recited the formula in his mouth, and the faint golden light blew past, and the flower bud slowly bloomed, turning into a simple and elegant hibiscus flower.

Ye Changjian whistled, "Sir, is this how you tricked the girl?"

Yan Wuyu clapped his hands behind him, excitedly said: "I want to learn this!"

Laugh out loud.

Tang Tang smiled slightly, he raised his hand to the sky, and the hibiscus flowers flew into the air and turned into a rain of flowers, falling down one after another, sprinkled on the top of their heads and shoulders.

A young man cupped his face and said, "If I were a woman, I would almost pass out."

Yan Wuyu said seriously: "It's so beautiful. It would be great to have a paintbrush now!"

Ye Changjian looked at the rain of flowers falling in the sky, and his thoughts drifted to the wind chime night crossing in the north of the horizon.

In mid-spring, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and everything recovers.

The sea of ​​flowers to the west of Fengling Yedu is also in full swing, full of flowers, competing for splendor and vitality.

The rare red robe was replaced by a simple and elegant hibiscus white shirt, standing in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

Ye Changjian was forced to change into a red dress because he lost the bet.

Several of their senior brothers sat on the ground around Yu Hongyi.

Ye Changjian held the pipa in his arms, pressed the strings with his left hand, and played with his right hand. He shook his head, raised his eyebrows, smiled softly, and looked charming.

Sitting beside him silently, with wicked eyes, he played a green bamboo flute.

Dongfang Zhixiu was quietly supporting the ebony lyre, looking at the red robe with a faint smile on her face.

Bai Yexin played Tao Xun seriously, and Yan Wuchang was responsible for beating the time.

To the sound of their music, the bathing red dress in white stood on tiptoe, waved the silk gauze, and danced around.

Every spin and jump brings up the fluttering sleeves, the tulle is flying, and the figure is graceful and exciting.

At this time a gust of wind blows.

The rain of colorful flower petals fell one after another, landing on their heads, shoulders, and white shirts in red bathing suits.

There is no evil in the corners of her eyes, her face is beautiful and refined, and it is rare to bring the charming and gentleness of her little daughter, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world.

After the song was over, Yuhongyi put away the silk section, panting slightly.

Ye Changjian held the pipa in his arms, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Look at our little junior sister, with her figure and appearance, which nun can compare to her?"

Yu Hongyi glared at him, "You are the only one who can talk."

Ye Changjian poked the silence around him, and said to Dongfang Zhixiu: "The fat and water don't flow into the fields of outsiders, you guys should hurry up if you want to!"

Yu Hongyi glared at him with shame and annoyance, but half of her snow-white ears turned red.

Ye Changjian smiled and said: "I want to see our little junior sister put on the wedding dress and get on the sedan chair with my own eyes."

Night falls.

Ye Changjian closed his eyes, with a small shadow under his fan-like eyelashes, and the faint moonlight brushed on his face, making it even more white and jade-like, extremely glamorous.

He propped his head with one hand, lying on his side on the bamboo roof, holding the wine jug between his slender pale fingers, shaking it leisurely, very comfortable, his gestures and gestures are unparalleled.

There are several empty wine jugs at his feet, and when the wind blows, they make a "ding ding" sound.

Someone sat down beside him.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was the silent expression in Zhu Yi and black robe.

"Second, have a drink?"

Mo Mo took the jug he had drunk, raised his neck to the spout, and took a sip.

He put the jug aside, took out the jasper and bamboo flute from his waist, and played it.