The paranoid boss Hei Yueguang escaped from marriage

At the foot of Cuiluo Mountain, Baishuihaotang.

Hanasei Mio held an umbrella in her right hand, and her pupils shrank for a moment after sensing the violent fluctuation of spiritual power on the top of the mountain.Then he turned away, seemingly casually, and smiled at the boatman.

"Old man, let me ask you to meet today, what is an immortal?"

For some reason, the spring breeze suddenly became gentle, causing the red clothes to undulate.A moment later, Hanaqing Mio tapped her toes, and the black leather boots moved water like a dragonfly, leaving only a very thin white line on the surface of the Baijiang River.

In the distance, wearing a red dress is like the clouds in the sky blown down by the east wind.

The boatman was taken aback, and looked up again, the man in red had left the boat at some point, and entered Cuiluo Mountain by stepping on the waves.Just like in the stories passed down by the old people, those immortals who can walk gently on the waves.

"Live, live immortal!"

The boatman abandoned his oars, knelt on the bow of the boat and kowtowed with trembling hands.

The man in red laughed faintly from the edge of Cuiluo Mountain.Wave after wave, oscillating the river water.The sun shines on the surface of the white water, calm and calm.

The sound of the wind is mixed with whistling, stretching from the white water to the deep forest.The red clothes are hidden in the depths of the clouds and mist, in a piece of pure white, occasionally showing bright red.Almost in an instant, the red clothes soared up, the black leather boots touched the treetops and leaves, and fell lightly on the peak of Cuiluo Mountain.

The three "Hehuan Sect Elders" standing on the peak turned their heads one after another and glanced at him. "Flower Fairy?"

Hanaki Mio raised her face, put her umbrella under her armpits, squinted and smiled under the sun. "Why are you here?"

"Otherwise?" The "Great Elder of Hehuan Sect" in the east wore a hood, with a smile on his lips. "haven't seen you for a long time!"

Hana Qing Mio was silent, and laughed out loud.Slowly looking away, a smile curled up on her gorgeous lips. "It's been a long time indeed!"

The word "see" exited, and the red umbrella suddenly stabbed out from under the armpit, piercing the air with murderous aura.

The snow-colored figures on the east, west, and north sides drifted away at the same time, and each took out their own weapons.But they are all held in their hands, unresolved.

"Hua Xianjun, what do you mean?"

Hanasei Mio didn't answer, and the red umbrella shot a sharp light towards the figures on three sides like a whirl.The red clothes are windless and automatic, the long hair hangs down to the ankles, the clothes are red, and the person is extremely beautiful, but his whole body is cold, as if, even the warmth of this spring cannot stay on him for a moment.

The umbrella surface whirled, and all 32 iron bones turned into rapiers.The sword energy exploded, piercing the muscles and bones under the clothes.If the opponent was an ordinary demon cultivator, he would have been lying naked on the ground long ago, with his bones smashed into pieces.

Humans have two hundred and six bones, and demon cultivators often refine at least one of them as a hiding place.Even if the sword array can't break through the hidden acupoints, at the very least, it can destroy the opponent's body.

But the three snow-colored figures disguised as the elders of the Hehuan Sect remained motionless surrounded by the sword net.Not even the hood could be lifted half an inch.

"Who the hell are you? Are you sent to hunt me down by 33 days?"

Hana Qing Mio asked sharply.

The lips under the hooked nose moved. The "Great Elder" lifted the hood, stared at Hana Qing Mio for a long time with deep eyes.The three snow-coloured figures were all staring at Hanasey Mio without exception.

He didn't fight back, and didn't answer him.

Hana Qing Mio held the 32 blood-red rapiers, gritted her teeth and sneered. "I'll ask again, are you immortals, demons... or demons?"

"neither."

The three snow-colored figures answered him in unison.

After a while, the "Great Elder" raised his eyebrows slightly, and pulled the formula with his left hand.The sword net fixed above Cuiluo Mountain seemed to have encountered an unbreakable barrier, and could no longer approach it.

"Hua Xianjun, what's wrong with your eyes...?"

Hanaqing Mio raised her beautiful face, raised the corners of her eyes, and said with a cold smile, "So, you are a fairy?"

Only the immortal from 33 days can not dodge or evade under his fierce attack.Only the immortal of 33 Bi Luotian can know that Huaqing Mio originally had a pair of heavenly eyes that can see through illusions and obstacles.

But since the incident in Yaochi, he was pointed out by all the immortals, and he was burdened with the unwarranted stigma of being disobedient to his adopted son. By the 33-day reincarnation well, white clouds surround thousands of palaces.

At that time, he also looked back countless times, hoping to meet a fairy or a living creature.

Unfortunately not!

He no longer has the face to stay in Bi Luotian.After his death, the dispute between the Ruthless Dao and the Extreme Passionate Dao broke out, and countless immortals from Biluotian fell.So he really didn't expect that today, after a long absence of 3000 years, he unexpectedly bumped into the fairy from Biluotian again in the lower world.

Ah!Will some immortal come to visit him?I'm afraid it didn't kill him.

Huaqing Mio stimulated the demon energy in her body, and the 32 blood-red rapiers were as gorgeous and eye-catching as stained with blood, ready to move on the top of Cuiluo Mountain.The murderous intent is on the verge of breaking out!

"Wait a minute! I...have no malice."

The "Great Elder" wrapped in a snow-colored robe took half a step forward, staring fixedly at Hana Seishi Mio, and muttered: "I just heard it before, but now..."

"Now you have seen it with your own eyes!" Hana Qing Mio sneered. "How, the 33 Heavenly Immortals are still dissatisfied? Do you still have to track down the punishment?!"

This time, the "Great Elder" was silent for a long time.

"Since you don't want to talk, let's do it! Come one by one..." Huaqing Mio looked around at the three snow-colored figures on the top of Cuiluo Mountain, paused, and then sneered: "Or do you go together?"

Even if they all rushed forward together, he is not afraid.Huaqing Mio sneered secretly in her heart, these immortals only know the way of longevity, how many of them have actually entered the battlefield?When he was in Biluotian in the past, Huaqing Mio was never afraid of anyone, but now that he has fallen into the ghost prison, he is even more fearless!The left is nothing but, the immortal is here, Zhu Xian.

Huaqing Mio urged the 32 rapiers to move forward half a step.

A hurricane blew up all around.The strong wind blows down the clouds on Cuiluo Mountain, and the green smoke seems to have become a substance that can be touched by fingers.In the transpiration of the clouds and mist, the three snow-colored figures repeatedly overlapped and flashed back, and finally turned into the same person.

The man was dressed in green clothes, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and the black leather boots under his feet were firmly fixed in the mountain wind as if they were rooted.

The gust of wind blew and curled Hana Kiyomi's ankle-length dark hair, strands, one or two strands, blowing across his face as bright and clear as the moonlight.Mio Hanaki narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, as if her vision was blurred for a moment.

The man in Tsing Yi faced Hana Qing Mio, raised his hand, and suddenly called him by the title of 33 days back then.

"Qing'er, don't you recognize me? But I still remember you."

The man in Tsing Yi stood in the eye of the berserk, but he was not afraid at all, and his voice was low when he spoke.A cyan robe flapped in the wind.

In the hand raised by the man in Tsing Yi, there was a waist card clasped impressively.The waist card is the color of rosewood wood, decorated with a six-inch long seven-color silk ribbon.The silk sash was originally supposed to be in five colors, but because it was stained with the blood of the immortal, the color became mottled, faintly resembling the glow of the sky.

The man in Tsing Yi hung the badge in front of Huaqing Mio's eyes, and said in a low voice, "This is the badge you lost in the well of reincarnation back then."

This waist card should have originally come from Bi Luotian, with three characters engraved in ancient cursive characters——Huaqing Mio.

Mio Tongling and Qushui Lingling are the Milky Way water flowing through the end of 33 days.Thirteen thousand years ago, the ancient celestial flower Qing Mio was born in the Milky Way in the upper realm, surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, and opened her eyes deep in the stamen.

3000 years ago, the water in the Milky Way was covered with beautiful translucent rootless flowers.Clusters of rootless flowers, the petals peel off layer by layer, hanging down in the center of the Milky Way.An ancient god raised his hand, and then he threw the complicated robe towards Huaqing Mio's head, covering his moon-like body.

The ancient celestial flower, Qing Mio, was born as a celestial being. She never eats human fireworks, nor does she know the suffering of sentient beings.

He was once awarded as a fairy.

His palace is located on the second floor of Biluotian No.30.

This waist card was worn when he pushed open the nine-inch thick palace gate in the complicated fairy robe that day.

In Biluo No.30 Erzhongtian, the golden seal characters on this waist card appeared in a flash.All the immortals who saw the badge all nodded at him with a smile, and called him, "Flower Immortal!"

The servants waiting at the gate of Yongwu Palace will bow their heads respectfully when they see the waist badge. "Welcome to the Flower Immortal!"

At that time, Hana Qing Mio lived in Bi Luo No. 30 for two days. Once he entered Taoism, it was a long thousand years.When the flowers bloomed in 3000, he once had a Taoist dream.The nine-inch-thick palace gate slowly closed.At that time, in that Taoist dream, he saw the unspeakable doom of his life.

That's right, that Daomeng and the person in that Daomeng are the doom of his life, Huaqing Mio.

There was a booming sound in the cochlea.

After a lapse of 3000 years, Huaqing Mio stood in the hurricane on the top of Cuiluo Mountain in Luzhou, Beiju, the lower realm, wearing a red dress flying, and her long black hair dancing wildly in the wind.

"How do you have this waist card?"

"Yu Biluotian did all kinds of things back then, and I never forgot a certain moment. Therefore," the man in Tsing Yi heaved a sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows, and looked slightly pleased. "I heard that you will come to Cuiluo Mountain this time, so I came to look for you."

Huaqing Mio pursed her lips, a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes gradually turned blood-colored. "Oh? Dare I ask your name?"

The man in Tsing Yi had a strange expression, as if he felt extremely sad about his question, but tried hard to hide his sadness.His voice became more and more low, low, but still clear and clear like a bird's song. "My surname is Xie, back then...the one who once lived in Biluo No. 30 Tianfeng Palace, the one named Qingluan."

All the 32 rapiers under the red umbrella were recovered.Hanasei Mio's expression was light, her beautiful lips hooked into a smile. "It turned out to be you, Qingluanniao."

The man in Tsing Yi who claimed to be the Immortal General of Qingluan raised his eyebrows, his two sharp and thin lips diverged slightly, and he seemed to be about to smile.Qingjun's brows and eyes are tender, just like in the past, but he will never go back to the past.

No one can go back to the past!

Huaqing Mio stared at Qingluan steadfastly, the blood in her eyes became thicker, but her smile became sweeter.He waved his hands, and amidst the sound of shouting and shouting, the red umbrella suddenly spun rapidly, and 32 rapiers gathered together in one place, turning into a blood-red long sword.The fingers holding the sword were as bright as the moonlight, and they moved lightly.

The gust of wind suddenly blew up again, Hana Qing Mio sneered sharply with flying long hair, and said to him word by word:

"go to hell!"