Distress Tours

Xiang Duxiu's repulsion came and went quickly.

Among the six wanderings, peach blossoms and weeping willows, streams trickling by the side, stepping on the fragrant grasses, facing the freshly poured tea on the stone table, as if you are in the outside world.

The teapot touched the stone table with a soft sound, and the lost hero lowered his eyes and said, "Please use it."

Before there was an entrance, the mist on the tea already exuded a sense of coolness. Xiang Duxiu looked at it with great interest, "Well, the light smoke penetrates the warmth, and the fragrance of the cut clouds is really good!" Then pour the tea into the cup , sniffing in front of the nose, a rare refreshing, "This scent, um, it's this scent! You can actually infuse this scent!"

"Is there something wrong?" the lost hero stopped his movements and asked.

"The name of this tea is 'Intoxicating Fragrance'. Its characteristic is that its fragrance is rich and changeable, but the general tea art can only brew two kinds of fragrances, and the tea art is even worse. The fragrance of the third middle school, but there are four kinds of fragrance of this tea. I have only smelled the fourth fragrance once in my life, because the fourth fragrance is not only a test of technology, but experience, controlling the heat and temperature, tea The amount and various factors, only tea masters can brew this fragrance." Xiang Duxiu was very intoxicated, and sniffed the tea fragrance again and again, "I actually found the happiness I have been looking for for a long time here."

"As long as you are satisfied." The lost hero poured the third cup and put the teapot aside.

"Satisfied! Of course!" Xiang Duxiu was in a good mood, and the lost hero on the opposite side became more and more pleasing to the eye, but... "Huh? Why isn't Ah Mei coming over? The tea temperature is just right at this time."

The hero who lost his way was also brewing, took a sip of tea, and followed Xiang Duxiu's eyes to look at the figure in the pink Confucian skirt in front of the peach blossom forest in full bloom. Hey, the skirt of the Buluomei girl was slightly wet by the stream water, lost Lu Yingxiong thought for a while, and decided to throw this issue to Xiang Duxiu. Just as he was about to complain, he encountered an unclear emotion flowing in his eyes, which made him unable to speak, so he buried his head and took another sip of tea.

"Good tea." Xiang Duxiu didn't move his eyes, and said again: "It's just that it's not elegant enough."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Xiang Duxiu raised his palm to hold Qi, and the nearest hero who lost his way only felt the strength pass by, the hair on his forehead fluttered, and immediately, peach petals scattered here and there where the two of them were.

What's more, the one in the peach blossom forest is already like flying catkins, which is quite elegant. The lost hero glanced over, said something unclear, but there were many opinions in his heart, "These are not important, the important thing is you The answer is what you think is justice."

"Huh? I want to hear from Amei too." Xiang Duxiu put down the tea and said.

The peach blossom petals that fell suddenly brought Buluomei back to her senses, she caught the strange falling flowers rather blankly, and said: "The most indispensable thing in Thunderbolt is the sentimental peach blossom, and it has the highest rate of appearance in the scene."

Buluomei is not standing here to look at the peach blossoms, but to feel that after that, the incomplete spiritual power in her body moved slightly, and suddenly, the petals on her fingertips turned into silky rays of light and disappeared into the world, at the same time Buluomei felt a weak strange power Infiltrated into the body, "This is..."

It was this familiar feeling again. She walked to the tree pole in three steps, put her hands on it, closed her eyes and listened carefully. What she touched with her hands was not only the branches of the tree, but also felt it more deeply. Its life, its fear and its disappearance, at the same time, the familiar spiritual energy penetrated into her body again, and she suddenly felt warm all over her body, and the lost spiritual energy was gradually filled, but...she looked up The tree trunk that withered in an instant, still removed his hand, why is it like this again?The situation is exactly the same as before, does this body's psionic energy need to be supplemented in this way?

What use is psionic power to her?Save people?Just like how she rescued children by the river before, the seals she gestured seem to be innately familiar. Maybe the original owner of this body is a healer?The blood Xiang Duxiu spat out when she was seriously injured to cover her in a flash, Buluomei clenched her fist, and stretched out to the withered tree again, but it was passed from the tree before it was touched. The pain directly hit Bu Luomei's heart, making her unable to bear it and she withdrew her hand, that's all, she sighed, if she encountered such a situation again, she would give up...

"Amei."

A low call came from next to her ear, Bu Luomei was stunned, Xiang Duxiu was already standing beside her, her head was raised, her amber eyes were full of peach blossoms, she wondered: "Why is this peach tree different from others? ?”

"This..." Buluomei didn't know how to explain it, and absorbed its source of life, "I..."

Seeing that the man hesitated for a while, but still couldn't utter a complete sentence, Xiang Duxiu's amber eyes opened and closed, and then suddenly realized: "There is only one peach tree withered in this forest, which is unusual. No wonder Nanfeng did not ask me about planting last time."

Bu Luomei sighed deeply, her thoughts were still wandering between the grief, she couldn't help saying: "Although it is unfortunate to have feelings other than the one you love, Miss Xiangling is also considered another kind of luck, after all, this peach blossom forest Prosper because of her, unintentionally insert willows and willows into shade."

Patting the branches, Xiang Duxiu thought about it carefully and said, "Well, Nanfeng Bujing's craftsmanship is pretty good. If there is a chance, I will invite him to plant a peach tree in Wuyuan."

ah?Unexpectedly, one day, the all-rounder Nanfeng Bujing would be regarded as a gardener, Buluomei raised his eyebrows, and his thinking was also brought by him, "Are there not enough peach trees in Wuyuan?" It seems not the point.

The falling flowers didn't last too long, and when the last few fell into the stream with fragrant eyes, "Well, if this continues, Young Master Lost can't wait."

"What... eh!" With a low cry, Bu Luomei was already picked up by Xiang Duxiu, "Speak up if you have something to say, don't...don't hug..." He hugged his neck nervously, afraid of being like her. She didn't want to relive that pain when she was thrown straight down like that one time.

"Tch." The fragrance of her hair lingers in the breath, so close to her, it is more exciting than the "intoxicating fragrance" of the lost hero, Xiang Duxiu raised her feet slightly , "Look, your shoes and skirt are wet."

The coolness after knowing it, sticking to the skin is also very uncomfortable. The shy Bu Luomei grabbed Xiang Duxiu's clothes and hurriedly said, "That's no need... please let me down! Men and women can't kiss each other!"

"My friend, if you slow down a little bit, the tea that Young Master Lost just poured will be cold."

As soon as the words were finished, there was a howling wind in my ear, one and one fall, and when Bu Luomei opened his eyes again, the lost hero just tapped the teapot on the table, and the tea was like smoke.

It seems that this is indeed faster, um, just treat it as a help between friends, right?Bu Luomei patted her chest, regardless of how to taste the tea, she directly took a sip of tea, her thoughts wandered to the peach forest just now.

"Please start." The lost hero said.

"Justice, it's very simple. My unique beauty is justice."

This time, he returned to Jijing due to the order of breaking the military mansion, but it can be seen that the Jijing is now under the control of the military governor, and the seemingly supreme person on the throne is nothing more than a puppet with power emptied.

Stepping into the Tianji Academy again, Bu Luomei felt very strange, just like the former ten shadow-seekers who only had a few faces, and the same An Ran's face was also unexpectedly strange.

The waiter led the two of them through the main hall, the long corridor, and the small path among the flowers, only to reveal a corner of the Xifeng pavilion. The people in the pavilion had obviously been waiting for a long time, and the table was full of delicacies. Food but no appetite.

It can be seen that the mountains and rain are about to come at the edge of the sky, the yarn man in the pavilion blown by the strong wind is constantly flying, and the independent pavilion also feels like it is about to be destroyed.

Zeng Jin only watched the love, hatred, or death in the drama as a bystander, but now he can still put life and death outside like a bystander?

Can?

Can't you?