You owe me the cultivation of immortals!

The reason why Auntie just wanted to slap Lingchun away with a slap is because the alluring bastard in front of her is just a part of Lingchun's spiritual consciousness. The body of the bow.

Speaking of which, tonight, the old lady Lingzhen insisted on coming to watch the ceremony, saying that she wanted to watch the reunion of the apprentice mother and daughter and recognize the ancestors.It's not too hypocritical, I don't know how old an old monster has lived for tens of thousands of years, and he doesn't usually care about his apprentice, but now he just goes home, so he insists on dragging himself to someone's house to peek at the reunion of mother and daughter, crying It's not like I won't see her again in the future, Qing has a lot more conscience than her at first glance, even if she becomes the patriarch in the future, she will always go back to see her, why cry?Really annoying.

At that time, she gave the stupid woman a big roll of the eyes in mid-air, wishing she could shake her hands and leave.Thinking that the Wulinggen was delayed by this stupid woman, the anger in my heart still persists.

In the past six months, they have often communicated in this way without telling Qing and Hong. Although Auntie doesn't understand why Lingzhen insists on keeping the two of them a secret, when she thinks that the old woman always likes to do some strange things in her mind, she always When asked, she either blushed and hesitated, or simply talked nonsense, and she didn't bother to pester her.

Speaking of the last time in the Xiuxian market, she even instructed herself to change a lot of rare refining materials for herself. Although she also took the opportunity to beat the old woman hard, but in the end all the good things she got were given to the little girl Hong. The villain blocked the basket, exchanged the auction chips, and lost his treasured medicine.pity……

"By the way, old woman, when will you forge the fairy sword you promised me?" As soon as the aunt thought of the auction, she suddenly thought of Qingyu.

"It's been forged a long time ago, and I'll wait for you to pick it up." Ling Chun leisurely took out a sword that was overflowing with cold light. , Thin cool.

"I made this sword out of chunks of ghost essence combined with many rare ores. It is most suitable for ghost cultivators. You can give it a name!" Lingzhen held the sword and played with it in a serious manner. Hua, smiled at Auntie.

After taking the name, it is the sword that you and I forge together.She was originally holding the sword happily, but suddenly her eyes widened and the corners of her mouth froze, as if thinking of something terrible.

"I said, Chan Xin, aren't you looking at some bad boy? You are willing to take out such a large piece of ghost essence, and I have to build it myself. Could it be a token of love?" Ling Chu was out of tune. Ridiculous, but my heart is pounding... the drums are beating, no way!No way!

"What's none of your business? If you finish forging, bring it to me. I need it urgently." Auntie said unkindly to Lingzhu's gossip, and complained in her heart that it was not the fault of your good apprentice and the little boy she picked up. My mother, this nanny, is the one who compensates the wife and pays off.However, considering that the brats will enter the ghost domain in three months, it would be safer to hand over the sword to Qing Yu at that time.

"Why don't you want to come?" Auntie looked angry when she saw Lingchun faltering.

She knew that Lingchun was going to stay in Wuyi Mountain to protect the body of the bow, "But your lair is so easy for outsiders to enter, and you also mistook the title of Shangxian for nothing, so what if you leave a few more enchantments and leave for a few days? "Thinking that no matter what kind of danger happened along the way, how much trouble would be caused, even if Qing went through the catastrophe alone, the real body of the old woman never came, and he was filled with resentment.

Since you are worried, why don't you come?What about being a teacher for one day and being a mother for life?Haven't you been by her side since birth?I am unwilling to be young.

"Zen Xin, I'm in the way of heaven, and I'm calculating the destiny trajectory of Qing and Hong." Lingzhen lowered her head, and the auntie felt her whole body suddenly dimmed. "Calculating the destiny, peeking at the way of heaven, and arbitrarily interfering with human power are taboos against the laws of nature. If I have contact with them again in the world, I will definitely be entangled in karma and bring about heaven's punishment. In this way, the fate calculated earlier will be destroyed." I will also be disrupted, and I can’t count, talking with you like this, and doing a little bit of vigilance is my best effort.” Lingzhen sighed, and looked up again, with an indescribably desolate expression. and lonely.

The aunt's heart trembled for no reason, she just felt that the old woman might have some unspeakable difficulties, otherwise how would she explain her contradictory behavior.

In fact, she and Lingchun have known each other for only a few thousand years, and counting them, they have forgotten the years.I just remember meeting at the beginning of that year, in March, the world was full of prosperity, and I was just a down-and-out girl on the streets of Yangchun, but I was rescued by her.

At that time, she was already a prestigious Shangxian, and she, she was only alive.

Unexpectedly, when we meet again, it will be a long time ago.

"Did you save me out of your own wish, or was it just like saving a cat or dog?" Auntie raised her head suddenly and said quietly.

"Indeed, I just can't bear cats and dogs being abused." Ling Chen closed his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded seriously.

"You don't lie, are you afraid that I will scold you again? Ha ha." Aunt suddenly laughed. "But I've always wondered, why are you a majestic immortal afraid of me, a mere weak woman?"

"Now you are the king of ghosts, and you have the backing of the ghost emperor behind you. How can you be a mere weak woman? Naturally, I am a little fairy who is weak and weak." Lingzhen's eyes flashed, and the aunt thought she was finally going to say something. What, but unexpectedly, it was just these useless words after all.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it." How could I not know that you cowered like this the first time you saw me, as if I were a fierce-looking Shura girl who could eat you, it would be ridiculous if you didn't attack me again and again If you save me, I won't be here today.

But you just saved me, but I lost that person in the end. Now I recall the past again and again, but I don’t know if you saved me right or wrong. Maybe I should have ended up in that sunny March day without meeting you If you have never stepped into this world of cultivating immortals, you don't have to miss it all your life.

The aunt opened the door and walked away.The night wind swept through the nearly empty room, and it was empty at some point.

Behind the two rows of wooden houses is a mountain, and there is a spiritual spring on the top of the mountain. Next to the spiritual spring, there is a simple stone table. Two low stools are placed on the left and right of the table. Ah's gap fell on the square stone table.

Facing the fierce cold wind at the top of the mountain at night, she took out the jug and poured herself a drink. She felt that there was some melancholy in her heart that she couldn't get rid of.

While drinking in sorrow, Lingchun's face began to appear unconsciously in his mind. The wrinkled old woman's face was extremely ugly when he first saw it, but tonight's coquettish bitch's face is also annoying no matter how you look at it.

However, if she had to put aside her prejudices and make a comparison, Auntie had to admit that she still admired the beauty's face, but it was beautiful but not coquettish, expensive but not gorgeous, as noble and elegant as a lotus under the moon, and slowly revealing it like a faint bloom. Fanghua is what I like, just like that little girl Qing and her mother Huang Qiong.

As for Lingchun, heh~ she was specially sent by God to anger me, her eyebrows and eyes are too frivolous, her face and figure are too coquettish, the first time I saw her real body, I almost thought it was some evildoer who was greedy for my cultivation base. Seduce yourself.Especially the way he smiles... In short, just looking at it is annoying.

It's just loathing and loathing, after so many years, only Lingchun's face is left in front of my eyes.She stared at the dazzling woman smiling at her in her mind, feeling depressed, why do you always haunt me.But she thought, if this woman's charming smile could be a little more sincere, maybe it wouldn't be so annoying.

The night wind blows away some of the smell of alcohol, but the wine specially made for getting drunk is still so easy to drink.Auntie's cheeks were hot, and she couldn't help but want to find some comforting coldness, so she slowly lay down on the table and covered her head with her sleeves.The faint smile of the woman he once loved so much flashed across his eyes in a trance.

Speaking of it, you are not very good-looking. The women I meet now are prettier than you, but I can only be happy for you from the bottom of my heart.I like it when you call me your heart again, and I like you to reprimand me in a low voice between your fingers, when your eyes like water can look into my eyes.In my lifetime, I want to revisit the sea of ​​flowers blooming in the back mountain of Dongyue with you, and then I am willing to die there together.

It's a pity that the Dongyue Sect has become the number one sect in the world, but it is no longer the place we used to lead together.I went to die with you, and I am the only one left, but no one can blame it, only me... for not being able to protect you.

"Lingchun, you dead old woman, why did you save me!" She angrily threw the jug on the ground, her voice was hoarse because of drinking, and she pressed against the mountain wind and was blown away. Nothing left.

The wine bottle lost its drink all the way, and rolled to a plain white foot.

"You're drunk." Huang Qiong lowered her waist and picked up the jug, carefully cleaned the dust with her fingertips, and handed it to the auntie.

"What are you doing here?" Auntie took away a sleeve that was covering her eyes, lay motionless on the table and glanced at Huang Qiong.

"Bath." Huang Qiong said succinctly, seeing that she didn't answer, she directly put the wine pot on the table, found a seat opposite to her aunt and sat down Shi Shiran.It seemed that he didn't intend to leave for a while.

"Oh, take a bath." Auntie changed her face and continued to lie on the table, her mind was a little confused, she could only repeat Huang Qiong's words meaninglessly, but she understood clearly in her heart.

But isn't the top of the mountain covered by a hot spring?With Huang Qiong's appearance, isn't she just out of the bath?

Yo, beauty out of the bath that suits my appetite.Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she peeked at Huang Qiong through a sleeve.

At that time, the beauty's clothes were thin, and the large bathrobe covered her body, which could barely hold her fragrance.

The plain white figure under the moonlight raised her slender neck high and drank to herself.The long jet-black hair hangs loose behind her back, her long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as the wine slid down, her vermilion lips were stained with water between their opening and closing, her plain white fingers rested on the table, a slender figure outlined by a streamer The waist is winding and bending backwards... It's a pity that Qing only scored five points for this peerless figure and appearance.

But five points is enough, guessing that Qing's father should also be a handsome beauty, not to mention the other five points of appearance he inherited to Qing, those peach blossom eyes alone are enough to captivate the soul.

The author has something to say:

This is a story between a few aunts, there is no particular general idea.

I think, for things like feelings, probably only a little bit of turmoil in one's heart will turn into a stormy sea, but it is only mediocre with bystanders.That's why it is worthwhile to describe the victim... Well, however, I only briefly wrote the outline, and did not write in detail~ If you want to talk about it, the stories of women like Auntie, Lingchun, and Huangqiong It is also a complicated story that the future and the past are mixed together and pulled out separately.

above!Baby, this article will only write about blue and red, ahahahaha~~ Continue to pick up the past tomorrow!