Gao Leng's deadly enemy always wants to pursue me

Pei Muxue was stunned, and looked at it silently for a long time, forgetting where she was, only seeing the passage of time in the painting.

Finally, the picture freezes, and they hold hands in the picture.

Only then did Pei Muxue come back to her senses, the onlookers looked at them with a smile, and then dispersed.Several children yelled and refused to leave, and were dragged away by adults.

"Leave time to them, this is the young master's lifelong event!"

"That's right, what are you kids messing around with!"

Pei Muxue's heart was pounding, her cheeks were slightly red, she couldn't help scratching her nose, and pretending to be calm, she said: "It's very beautiful, your painting skills are really superb."

Wuling's voice was a little nervous, and he said, "This is my wish, are you willing to accept it?"

Pei Muxue froze on the spot, her feet seemed to have taken root, if they weighed ten thousand catties, she would have to exert all her strength to move them.

Wu Ling also chose to express his heart to him today.It should have been a long-awaited happy event for her sweetheart to confess her feelings to her, but Pei Muxue almost wanted to pull her hair bald.

Helpless, he could only use the dragging formula and said vaguely: "Tonight, you will know my intentions."

Wuling was silent for a moment, then turned around, Pei Muxue could see his shoulders trembling slightly, "I know, I'm in the Demon Cult, and it will be a burden for you."

Pei Muxue was shocked, Wuling thought he was refusing, thought he had thought it over and then regretted it.At the beginning, it was he who confessed to Wu Ling first, and after softening his heart, he refused and wanted to back down, which didn't sound like that.

Pei Muxue didn't understand how things turned out like this.

"No, Wu Ling, you misunderstood me. I never cared about your identity, or rather, it was because you were in the Devil's Cult but still had good intentions that attracted me." Pei Muxue was a little anxious, and cold sweat dripped down , and at the same time shy to say it.

Wu Ling chuckled, "Okay, I understand."

"One thing, I hope to see the real you. Your outfit is the uniform of Shifang Pavilion, but..." Pei Muxue calmed down and smiled at him, "Can I get a chance for special treatment? ?”

Wuling was silent.

Pei Muxue smiled again, smiling calmly, but her heart was gloomy, "Okay, the time has not come yet. I believe that one day in the future, you will..."

Wuling interrupted him, "Tonight. I get your answer tonight. No matter what the result is, I will go to see you in my true form."

At this time, the trees that relied on Wu Ling's spiritual power to rejuvenate gradually returned to their original state.The beautiful scene was fleeting, and Pei Muxue felt desolate looking at the bare branches again.

The next moment, the fallen leaves flew up, gathered into a booklet with shining light, and flew into Pei Muxue's hands.

Every single leaf just now has not been lost, and it has been frozen in the booklet, becoming a painting that will never fade.

"Let's go." Wu Ling said.

Pei Muxue carefully put away the booklet, it was the most thoughtful gift he had ever received.In comparison, Li Wuqing's level of gift-giving pales in comparison, and that green whisk is still at the bottom of the box.

His mind suddenly flew, and Wu Ling saw him in a trance for a moment, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Pei Muxue said: "No, it's nothing, it's just, I just like this booklet so much. Then, ahem... what are you doing up front? There's so much noise, why are you so choked up?"

Wu Ling looked over and said in silence for a moment: "That's a sacrifice. There is a tradition of offering sacrifices on New Year's Eve here."

Ahead is the end of the street. Turning a corner is indeed a cemetery. Many people bring their families to worship here, burning incense and paper money, and the smell in the air permeates the distance.

Pei Muxue's expression moved slightly, "This is a new grave."

"It's not new, it's been three years," Wu Ling said, "At that time, a few casual cultivators came here, and they hurt people to rob property."

"Young Pavilion Master is here!" Someone shouted.

Soon, these people surrounded Wuling.

"Long time no see, my family steamed rice cakes today, let's try it!"

"My family has it too. I'm better than my sister-in-law!"

These people scrambled to invite, and a few men couldn't compete with the enthusiastic woman, and they stood outside and laughed dryly.

Wu Ling thanked them one by one, and then declined one by one. After a while, the people dispersed.

A man saw Pei Muxue's doubts, "Young Pavilion Master drove away the villains for us. Those cultivators looked like dogs, but they actually killed people by relying on a little more skill than us ordinary people." There is no soft-heartedness. In our land, there is no shelter from the big sect of cultivators nearby, only Mo and Shifang Pavilion, and the master of the young pavilion supports us."

The man hesitated to speak when he said this, Pei Muxue saw the meaning behind his words, it would be fine if the Demon Sect didn't come out to find trouble, and getting asylum was just wishful thinking.

After the man finished speaking, he bowed to Wuling, "I'm going to see my daughter."

He walked to a grave and burned paper money without saying a word.

Wuling patted Pei Muxue's shoulder lightly, "Let's go, there's nothing to see here."

Pei Muxue turned around, and a person came in front of her. It was the aunt of the dessert shop. She also carried a bundle of paper money and walked in a hurry.

He waved to her, and the aunt was all smiles, but she froze when she turned around.

Just now the man laughed, "Dear family, you are here too."

"Who is in-laws with you! Don't talk nonsense, my son and your daughter are innocent, and they are not married at all!" The aunt looked disgusted and made a detour to avoid the man.

The man's smile gradually became bitter.

The aunt walked halfway, turned her head and said angrily: "My son ran away from home because of your daughter and joined the devil's sect to take risks. You are a father, why should the revenge be done by outsiders!"

The man bowed his head in silence.

Pei Muxue and Wu Ling had already walked away, and the aunt's angry voice became smaller and smaller.

He thought of Liao Hua, and the little dirt bag in Shifang Pavilion.

The two left the market and walked casually for a long time before Pei Muxue said goodbye to him.

"Tonight, wait for my news."

He returned to the Qianshan sect, some of the disciples left the sect and returned home, and some of them gathered together in small groups. Most of the disciples who remained in the sect today were orphans.

"Little Martial Uncle, we plan to hold a banquet tonight, do you want to come?" A disciple came over, a little timidly, but also looking forward to it.

If important people in the sect can be invited, the banquet will be more grand, so even though they feel that the little master often beats people, they also hope to get his approval.

"No, I have something important to do, so I don't have time to play with you." Pei Muxue waved her hand and left with a headache.

The enthusiasm of the disciples was hit at once, and they were a little frustrated, but they soon encouraged each other and cheered up.

After all, this is an important festival once a year.

For Pei Muxue, today is the most important day that comes once every 20 years.

Swimming with Wuling today made it even more difficult for him to choose.He rubbed his temples, took out the brochure he got today, thought for a while, and found out the green whisk that Li Wuqing gave him.

With two things in front of her, Pei Muxue's face was serious.He likes the surprise that Wuling gave him, and he doesn't dislike Li Wuqing's foolish gift of Lu Fuchen.

Mind is equal.

And he has the same feelings for both of them.It has been dragged on for three days and now is the last moment.He can no longer escape, and this matter will eventually come to an end.

After such a tormented but sweet three days, he almost cut his heart out and put it on the balance to be weighed, to see who he could show more love to.

But he can't, even if there is such a balance, Pei Muxue believes that the two ends are evenly matched, and there is no way to tell which is better.

His heart was in a mess, and he drew a messenger talisman, but he couldn't move the pen for a long time.

Whoever he wants to agree with, Wuling's figure and Li Wuqing's figure appear alternately in his mind, making his originally chaotic heart even more agitated.

Pei Muxue sighed, lay down heavily on the quilt, and closed her eyes.

Usually at this time, the sect was silent, but today it was different, there was a faint noise, Pei Muxue was suffering from a headache, feeling a little lonely.

He could not have been alone, the person he admired also liked him, he could have celebrated the festival with his sweetheart.

Pei Muxue sat up abruptly.

He had an idea.

With spiritual light flowing from her fingertips, Pei Muxue outlined the outline of a bunch of flowers. After carefully sketching for a long time, a shining spiritual flower appeared in front of her.This is a skill unique to Lingxiu. To Pei Muxue, it is just the simplest thing, but he has never done it before.

Today is the first time he has made such a fancy flower.

However, to please people, it is enough to look good.

After finishing, the spirit flower glowed and floated in the air.Pei Muxue spread out another sheet of letter paper and buried herself in writing the letter.He waved his slender and beautiful fingers on the white paper, and the deep and heartfelt words gushed out.

This is his answer to the two of them.

Pei Muxue gently pinned the spirit flower on the envelope, looked at it silently, threw it up and down, and played with it for a while.

This flower is indeed beautiful, transparent all over, glowing slightly in the night, the light is gentle, and exudes warmth.Pei Muxue is very satisfied with her masterpiece, and those who receive his reply will definitely like it too.

After a while, the spirit flower was gently pushed aside by him, he buried his head again, and the spirit light gushed out from his fingers.

Another spirit flower appeared, floating quietly, Pei Muxue tapped the petals, and pinned it to a letter as well.

Now, in front of him are two identical spirit flowers and two identical letters.

If there is a difference, there is only one thing, which is the signature of the two letters.

His heart was beating wildly, maybe his brain was stimulated by the unusual noise in the festival, or maybe he had drunk too much moonshine wine before, and the concentration on today paralyzed him and made him drunk.

Taking a deep breath, he lightly touched the two flowers, and a messenger symbol appeared on the stem, carrying the letter of the spirit flower, and flew out towards different targets.

Yes, Pei Muxue made a bold and crazy decision.

Why can't he have both.

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