Linyuan Dengxian

Nanqin looked at Wangyou Pavilion and snorted softly. It turned out that Qingxu was thinking about that cold guy, what's so good about her!

"Fairy Qingxu", Nanqin's eyes swept away, and she deliberately showed a charming smile. Halfway through the smile, someone touched her face, "Looking good, Huhu", Xiaoyao's little clay hand Touching Nanqin's face.

"Where did the wild child come from!", Nanqin frowned, red eyes rolled around, glaring, Jiangling protected Xiaoyao behind his back, pouted and glared at Nanqin.

Nanqin was concerned about his demeanor in front of Qingxu, and smiled coldly, "So it's the three-legged Golden Crow and Little Phoenix, I don't bother to talk to you."

She turned her head and said to Qingxu, "Fairy is very skilled at chess, I was not convinced by my loss yesterday, would you like to play a game with me?",

Xiaoyao wanted to reach out to touch Nanqin, but Jiang Ling grabbed her hand, and the two of them were having a great time at the side, Qingxu smiled and said, "Please, Xianjun."

Ever since Xiaoyao was born, Nanqin went to Tianze Mountain, Guyue Peak seemed to become lively, Wuyou heard the sound of screaming and frolicking from Guyue Peak from time to time, and frowned and remained silent.

The entire Tianze Mountain was too noisy, but Wangyou Peak seemed deserted. Wuyou stood under the peach blossoms, his consciousness spread out, and he heard Nanqin's ruffian and charming voice, and said coquettishly, "Fairy, you should look up. Look at me", "Fairy, don't keep silent", "Fairy, how good-looking is this king?".

Wuyou raised his eyes to look at Gu Yuefeng, the man was reprimanded by her misunderstanding, the smile on his face faded, the sad and lonely back; shed tears.

She was still so lonely and stubborn, and when she was dying, she refused to ask herself a word.

Jiang Ling pinched Xiaoyao's face, smiling brightly, and saw a black figure in front of him, he trembled in shock, and pinched Xiaoyao's face forcefully.

"Xiaoyao hurts", Xiaoyao pouted, followed the spirit to look, and called out, "Shenjun".

Nanqin only felt the person in front of her tremble slightly, and her silent eyes seemed to have a gleam of light, looking at the person behind her, she couldn't look away anymore.

Nanqin couldn't figure it out. With his upside-down appearance of all living beings, he could not get anything for thousands of years, but he was planted in Tianze Mountain.

"Xiaoyao, you have been in Tianze Mountain for a while, it's time to send you back to the ancestral land of Wutong", Wuyou said.

Xiaoyao's mouth was flattened, and she was about to cry, "Shenjun, Jiang Ling is reluctant to part with Xiaoyao", Jiang Ling eagerly looked at her.

Wuyou said in a deep voice, "Xiaoyao belongs to the Feng clan, and she will go back sooner or later."

"Tomorrow is good, I want to say goodbye to Xiaoyao tonight," Jiang Ling pleaded with a finger up.

"Okay", Wuyou agreed. Her sudden appearance made everyone look at her, and they couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. They turned to leave, but Jiang Ling stopped him, "Shenjun, the tea here is delicious, you Have a drink and go."

"Hey, little crow, that's my spirit tea." Nanqin hurriedly snatched it up, protecting it like a baby.

"Stingy ghost", Jiang Ling rolled his eyes.

"You have a taste of Xianluobi", Qing Xu's hands are like jade, handing over the green cup, the green tea leaves are rolled,

Wuyou lowered his eyes, took it, Nanqin looked at the two standing still, snorted softly, and said with a flick of his sleeves, "This chess game is close to death, this king admits defeat."

Wuyou glanced at the chess game, with interest in his eyes, and said softly, "Near death, but there is still a glimmer of life."

Qing Xu pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were soft, and the dark tide was surging, as if something was about to break through the ground.

"I didn't expect the god of Tianze Mountain to be a chess idiot," Nanqin said coolly beside him.

Wuyou didn't hear it, and thought for a long time, and then he placed a sunspot. The original predicament of soldiers approaching the city suddenly had a turning point.

Fighting in black and white, advancing and retreating, probing, setting many traps, step by step, seeing hopelessness, but there is a glimmer of light, Wuyou has never been as happy as it is today.

It's a pity that even if she rejuvenates, she can't change the ending of defeat. She raised her eyes and let out a sigh of relief, "I'm defeated."

At some point, Jiang Ling and Xiaoyao disappeared, Nanqin also left, the twilight was heavy, the sunset glowed, and a game of chess that had been fought for a long time finally came to an end.

Wuyou got up, she could feel the sight behind her, but she didn't look back, and left Gu Yuefeng directly.

She was willing to come to Guyue Peak, so she broke the vow never to see each other again, Qingxu was happy in her heart, but from the moment she arrived to the time she left, she never looked at her directly.

Without Xiaoyao in Tianze Mountain, Jiang Ling was always depressed. She was angry and Wuyou sent Xiaoyao away, and then ran to Kunlun Mountain to see the Queen Mother of the West.

Nanqin did not go to Guyue Peak in the past two days, presumably she was recuperating from her injuries, Qingxu sat alone on the edge of the cliff, her celestial power seemed to have improved a bit, perhaps it was the result of walking ten thousand steps of fairy ladders every day and drinking Qionghua dew .

His eyesight became sharper, even the peach trees in Wangyou Pavilion could be seen clearly, and his immortal power improved, which is a little bit good.

Qing Xu sighed lowly, shook the wine pot in his hand, his eyes were burning, and his eyes fell on the peach tree in front of Wuyou's window.

Suddenly, a pink ray of light overflowed from the peach blossoms, hovered in place, and gradually condensed into a pink-clothed woman with a delicate and beautiful peach blossom on her head, with a graceful figure, she gently pushed open the window and swept inside.

Qingxu narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt that if there was a demonic aura that seemed to be absent, his figure flashed and disappeared in Guyue Peak.

Standing intently outside the Wangyou Pavilion, Qing Xu raised his hand and gently pushed the window lattice, and saw the woman in pink kneeling in front of the couch, slowly spitting out a puff of powder mist towards Wuyou who was lying on the couch.

"Monster!", Qingxu rushed in through the window, grabbed her wrist, and scolded, "How dare you act presumptuously in Tianze Mountain!".

The woman staggered and fell, and turned her head in a hurry, her eyes were full of charm, with the tails of the eyes raised up, three points of beauty, which shocked Qing Xu's expression.

More than 600 years ago, Qing Xu had also seen such a pair of captivating eyes, but that person had already lost his soul.

Qingxu's eyes became more and more cold, as cold as snow, "Why did you pretend to be her?! What's your intention!".

The man rolled his eyes, tried to break free from her, and reached out to the person on the couch.

"Reveal your original form!", Qingxu shouted, the Zhixu Qinghui in his hand was in full bloom, making dragon howls, and he raised his sword to stab.

"Don't!", the man screamed in panic, causing the person on the couch to slowly open their eyes, and saw a flash of white light, and a familiar face was reflected in their eyes.

Her eyes were wide open, and she flicked Zhixu lightly with her fingers, and suddenly powerful immortal power hit, making Qingxu's wrist numb, and the Zhixu sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"What are you doing?!", Wuyou scolded Qingxu in a cold voice, "Why did you move your sword at Wangyou Peak?!".

She glanced at the woman, and then showed a look of surprise and joy, "What are you...?",

"She is a demon, she wants to hurt you!" Qing Xu said slowly,

"No, I won't hurt her, I have guarded her for 300 years, I just want to see her," the woman begged.

"You are", Wuyou's eyes flickered with brilliance, seeing through her real body, "Peach Blossom Demon".

"The gods have nourished Huaying for hundreds of years with immortal power." Huaying panicked, knelt on the ground, and begged, "Huaying never thought of harming the gods."

Wuyou frowned, looked up at Qingxu, "I didn't agree, you can come to Wangyou Pavilion".

Qingxu's fingertips trembled, as if something sharp had pierced in, the pain spread little by little, and as the blood spread all over his body, a coldness slowly rose from the bottom of his heart.

"It's me, I've overstepped the rules." She spat out her thin lips, her voice was soft as if she was about to fall into the dust, she turned around and left slowly.

Wuyou pursed her lips and frowned, looking at her back, her mood was hard to calm down.

"Shenjun", Hua Ying knelt in front of the couch, obediently put her face against her leg, "Hua Ying just wants to stay by Shenjun's side",

Wuyou tilted his head to look at her, pointed at her eyes with his fingertips, "There is a vermilion tear mole here",

Huaying stroked her face with her fingertips, and a mole of tears appeared instantly, looking at Wuyou affectionately.

Looking at her face carefully, Wuyou pondered for a long time before sighing, "No matter how similar your appearance is, you are not her."

"Please take in the gods, Hua Ying is willing to be the maid who takes care of the peach blossoms." That face similar to Xuanji's was pitiful and pleading, making it difficult to say no.

Wuyou exhaled lightly, took out a token and gave it to her, and said, "Go to the Heavenly Court first to register as an immortal, there is a pavilion on the mountainside, you stay there, and you are not allowed to enter the Wangyou Pavilion if you have nothing to do", "Yes", Hua Ying held the token, showing a hint of a smile.

The empty jug fell to the ground, and the jug that could fill a pool of water was also empty. Qingxu's cheeks were flushed, and she leaned back on the tree with her eyes closed, unconscious.

This is what Nanqin saw when she came to Guyue Peak. The person under the tree showed a slender neck. She couldn't help but get closer so that she could see her pure beauty more clearly.

The slightly pursed lips are like petals to be picked, tender and tender.

Nanqin subconsciously pursed her lips, stroked her chin with her fingertips, and rubbed her back and forth. Her skin was as creamy, delicate and smooth, her slightly closed lips were moist and moist, and her breath was like blue.

"Stunning beauty", Nanqin lowered her head and sighed lightly, and kissed her lightly on her lips. She felt the fragrance was fragrant, sweet and delicious. Her red eyes were bright red, and she slowly embraced Qingxu into her arms, saying, "She doesn't have you in her heart." , why are you so persistent?"

This drunken dream seemed to have passed for a long, long time, from noon to dusk, when Qingxu opened her eyes, the sky was dark, she moved, her whole body was stiff, and when she looked up, she saw a pair of red eyes shining brightly in the night.

"You, what are you doing here?" Qing Xu was startled to find himself lying in her arms, and hurriedly got up, but his legs were weak, and he fell into her arms again, with his hands limp against her shoulders.

"I saw that you were in a deep sleep, and I was afraid of feeling uncomfortable, so I reluctantly hugged you," Nanqin said innocently, she tilted her head slightly, and moved closer to Qingxu. From a distance, it seemed that the two were cuddling close with.

From the corner of the eye, the black figure in front of Wangyou Peak turned around and left from standing in the afternoon until sunset.

The corner of Nanqin's mouth curled into a smug smile, carefully helped Qingxu up, and said, "If you want to drink in the future, come and find me, and no one cares about you when you're drunk alone."

"Thank you Xianjun", Qingxu avoided her hand without a trace, looked towards the Wangyou Pavilion, and saw that there was no one in front of the pavilion, his heart sank, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.