My Alpha is a piao

Early the next morning, Luo Qingyue and Wen Nian went down the mountain together.I don't know if it's an illusion, but Wen Nian didn't seem to be in a hurry along the way, and always wanted to change the topic.

For a while, I saw beautiful flowers, and for a while, I saw interesting birds, and for a while, I said I was hungry and clamored for snacks.

Stumbling and stumbling, it can be regarded as evening.The investigation also reached a preliminary conclusion: there is no doubt that he is a demon cultivator.

After coming to a conclusion, Wen Nian started to walk in a calm manner. "Let's go to Zhang's house and take a look at Miss Zhang." She said.

When he arrived at Zhang's house, Mr. Zhang was so worried that he looked tired. It must have been a long time since he had a rest.According to him, the lady of this family is very normal every day.Read books and practice calligraphy, inscribe poems and draw pictures.Occasionally, I would go back to Zhang's pharmacy to help out, but there was one thing - I didn't want to get married.

There were countless people who came to propose marriage, the prefect's son, the famous scholar, or other businessmen's sons and brothers, she refused one after another.Every now and then, I just take a look from afar and then go back to the house.

"Master Immortal, I don't know what kind of seductive tricks the vixen used last time, it stole her soul!" As she spoke, tears overflowed from the old eyes.

When Miss Zhang saw Luo Qingyue and Wen Nian, she was very enthusiastic, she quickly dragged them to sit down in her boudoir, and ordered the girl to run to a pot of good scented tea.

"Miss Zhang is old?"

"It's the end of the year." Miss Zhang's hand pouring tea did not stop at all: "Is my sister also here to help daddy persuade me?"

"I……"

"Sister, don't lie to me, I know it in my heart." Ms. Zhang's eyes are bright, and her eyes are clear: "It's not that I don't want to, but I haven't met the right person yet. Is it her? Just look at her from a distance." At a glance, I can tell."

"Her?" Wen Nian held his cheek with one hand, "Who is she?"

"I don't know." Miss Zhang Jia shook her head: "I just have a vague impression."

"Then what does she look like?"

Miss Zhang rubbed the temples of the meat, and it took a long time before she replied: "I...I don't remember very well, but there is always a vague shadow in my mind, and the specific details... I can't remember clearly."

"Why did Ah Luo persuade her?" Wen Nian asked impatiently as soon as he walked out of Zhang Fu's door: "If you can't let go, it proves that the fate is not over. Why did Ah Luo persuade her to look forward just now."

"Otherwise?" Luo Qingyue didn't even raise her eyes: "Could it be possible to keep her waiting for an impossible relationship? Whether it's a human and a demon, or a human and a fairy, there will be someone who will be injured. Besides, Miss Zhang's memory was erased by Yao Meng herself, she probably meant the same thing, I just fulfilled her wish."

"You said it yourself. Nothing in this world is immutable. If that's the case, why bother to persuade?" Wen Nian turned his head to look at Luo Qingyue: "Or, Ah Luo just thinks I'm fickle? You treat me differently, Ah Luo is so cruel."

"I just think, instead of waiting for her to change her mind and regret it in the future, it's better to persuade her now, and it would be better if she let go earlier."

When I came here, I happened to meet a peddler who sold seeds.Luo Qingyue was attracted to her.After asking briefly, I bought a bag of camellia seeds.

"Why do you think of buying this? I will pick whatever flowers A Luo likes for you every day."

"I used to think the scent of camellia outside the window was very good, but it has faded a lot in recent days. I think it's because the flower house has changed a new variety of flowers and trees, so I'll plant some myself."

Wen Niandi's footsteps suddenly paused, and he casually asked, "Ah Luo...do you like that smell?"

"Not bad." Luo Qingyue weighed the seeds in his hand: "This camellia also has a nice name, it's called Yuming."

"There is another name." Wen Nian interrupted suddenly: "It's called honeysuckle. Camellia blooms in spring, which means enduring the cold in winter, and spring will come." She turned her head and smiled at Luo Qingyue: "Some people say, The camellias are blooming, and spring is here."

At the end of autumn and winter solstice, it has been four years since Wen Nian came to the top of the sea of ​​clouds.Just after the Spring Festival, the Linglong Conference was put on the daily schedule.

The entire summit of the sea of ​​clouds is busy with this, but the head is still retreating as usual, so this matter falls on Xu Haochuan's shoulders.And most of the work of going down the mountain to get rid of evil spirits belonged to Luo Qingyue.

Luo Qingyue's camellias did not survive.After asking the student of the flower house on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, I found out that there is a medicinal spring near her, and the soil is too humid for the growth of camellias.

"Then what kind did you plant near my bamboo house?"

"Senior sister, you are joking. We have never planted flowers near the bamboo house. We know that you like simple and elegant things, so the ones that are placed near you are all unscented varieties such as lucky bamboo."

Without taste?Could it be that what I smell and see is an illusion?impossible.That scent of seeds accompanied me every day during the three years of retreat, it couldn't be an illusion. "I'm not talking about now, but those days when I retreated."

"During that time, Senior Sister was in seclusion, we didn't dare to disturb her, so during that time, I didn't dare to go to the nearby flowers and trees. Now the flowers and plants near Senior Sister are all newly planted by us after you left the seclusion."

Later, Luo Qingyue didn't listen too carefully to what the disciple of the greenhouse said, but she knew a detail.It was when she was in closed-door retreat, apart from being modest and modest on time, there were very few people who cared about her.Xu Haochuan only came to visit occasionally, no more than five times in three years.

Didn't anyone care about her?

When she was young, her father could abandon her.Now, no one really cares about her.Perhaps what everyone cares about is only Immortal Master Luo, who can punish evil and promote good, not her Luo Qingyue.

Every time, Wen Nian followed Luo Qingyue as always.Both of them came out to be Yujian.But Wen Nian is not a sword cultivator, so Luo Qingyue Yujian takes her with her every time.Every time she stood obediently behind Luo Qingyue, occasionally when she was unsteady, she would quietly grab Luo Qingyue's wrist, but as soon as she set off today, her arms wrapped around Luo Qingyue's waist, and her whole body felt uncomfortable. Then posted it.

Luo Qingyue was naturally uncomfortable, his body froze first, and then he patted on those restless arms.Tell her to be honest.

But how could the people behind him settle down, and the hands around Luo Qingyue tightened a bit. "Alo, I'm afraid!"

All these times, Yu Jian was afraid today?

"If you're really afraid, be honest and be careful when you fall down."

Wen Nian's chin rested quietly on Luo Qingyue's shoulder: "No, I won't be afraid if I hold A Luo."

At this moment, the two of them happened to pass by a mountain peak, and they came and tore each other, and Wen Nian fell from the high-altitude sword.

In the vast expanse of white snow, a touch of red figure disappeared without a trace.

"Xiao Wen!" No matter how fast Luo Qingyue reacted, he couldn't compare to Wen Nian's falling speed.Luo Qingyue quickly made a sword formula, and chased after Wen Nian's position.

This mountain peak is strange to say, it is already winter, and there are dead trees and dry branches everywhere, but the leaves in this forest are very strong, and the dry flat yellow leaves stand stubbornly on the branches, extremely stubborn.

"Xiao Wen." Luo Qingyue shouted: "Xiao Wen, come out and stop making trouble."

"Little Wen!"

Luo Qingyue used his spiritual sense to explore the nearby lives, but he didn't feel the aura of the cultivator on the top of the sea of ​​clouds.It wasn't until there was a rustling sound from the direction of the top of the mountain that Luo Qingyue chased after him.

When I got there, I found that there was a pavilion standing alone on the top of the mountain forest.The pavilion has two floors, and it seems that it has just been built. The vermilion paint on the pillars still seems to be damp.

Luo Qingyue tentatively approached the small building, stood outside the door, and called softly: "Xiao Wen? Is it you? Don't make trouble. Let's go back quickly. After Haishi, once the barrier of the mountain gate is opened, we can't go back went."

As soon as the voice fell, the door creaked open out of thin air.It seemed to welcome Luo Qingyue's arrival.Luo Qingyue glanced at the door, and finally stepped in.

"Little Wen?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered, the door was closed with a bang.Wen Nian appeared out of nowhere. She opened her arms and greeted Luo Qingyue with a welcoming gesture: "Ah Luo, I built this for you. Does it look good?"

The decoration in the room is extremely simple and elegant, and they are all arranged according to Luo Qingyue's preferences. She hates complicated things the most.

Even the smell is her favorite camellia scent.

"What kind of incense did you use? Or did you plant flowers?" Luo Qingyue asked

"There is no incense, and there is no time to plant flowers and trees in the future." Wen Nian stepped forward step by step: "It's my smell."

"On you..."

"Yes." Wen Nian gently supported Luo Qingyue's face with one hand: "I'm with A Luo every day, don't I know my smell, A Luo? A Luo can really hurt people."

"I know you always have the fragrance of flowers on you, but I always thought it was the saponins with the fragrance of flowers."

"How could it be!" Wen Nian snapped his fingers, and the scent around him became stronger all of a sudden: "Since I split up four years ago, I've had this smell. But I know you like plain, I'm afraid you think it's too strong, So it will be a little depressed around you."

"Four years ago..." Luo Qingyue murmured, "That is to say, when I retreated, you already..."

"Not long after Ah Luo retreated, I disintegrated. It's just that I couldn't control it at that time, and I smelled fragrant everywhere I went. Those male disciples thought I used too much makeup."

Luo Qingyue was slightly stunned, and kept muttering in his mouth: "Four years ago...Four years ago..."

Wen Nian introduced the small building that belonged to her alone in this small building: "The first floor is a study room and a round table. The second floor has a bed, and A Luo can sit and meditate on the door. I think A Luo likes to be alone. Sitting quietly, I specially added a sheet by the window on the second floor, with a small tea table on it, and you can see the endless mountains when you open the window..."

Wen Nian was talking, but was interrupted by Luo Qingyue.

"During the three years I retreated, the person outside my door...was it you." Luo Qingyue asked.

"I..." Wen Nian stuttered for a while: "Did I not control the taste well and disturbed you? I... I didn't mean it, A Luo..."

Luo Qingyue didn't say anything, but wrapped his hands around Wen Nian's waist, and buried his face in Wen Nian's chest.

This movement obviously froze Wen Nian's movements for a moment. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him, and the hanging hand refused to let go. It seemed that the scene in front of him was a dream, and a small movement would shatter it.

"In those three years, why did you stand outside my door every day?"

"I...wait for you to come out." Wen Nian said: "I don't know when you will come out, and I dare not ask, so I can only wait."

The hanging hand finally fell down, gently resting on the shoulder of the person in his arms: "Fortunately, I only waited for three years."