Longevity: The Flawless Dream

One morning, when Lian Wuxia opened the door of the house, he found that the purple dragon lying on the open space in front of the house had disappeared, and under the plum tree farther away, a man in purple clothes was looking at it with his eyes half down, leisurely admiring it. The pale flowers of wild flowers on the ground look thoughtful.

The pet that raised a spring full of joy suddenly turned into a human being. Lian Wuxia's mood can only be described as frightened.

Besides, she had never seen such a gorgeous and graceful person. To be clear, the person in front of her was so beautiful that she did not resemble a human being at all.Of course, the "person" in front of him does not seem to be human.

As if aware of Lian Wuxia's approach, he slightly turned his pale golden pupils, his expression filled with indescribable arrogance and indifference, even though his purple hair was slightly disheveled and his haggard face was quite embarrassing at the moment, but against such a beautiful and solemn look, The solemn eyebrows are unparalleled in the world: "Under the Pingshan sect?"

Lian Wuxia nodded, and in a daze, he forgot to ask the other party's identity. Fortunately, he quickly reported his family name: "My name is Shulou Longsu."

Shulou Longsu... Shulou Longsu?

Poor Lian Wuxia's fright was too much, and he heard that the Zilong he rescued was actually the famous Shulou Longsu, the pinnacle of Confucianism, and suffered a new round of shock.Fortunately, it didn't take long for her to realize that since the Dragon Head of the Confucian School took the name of a dragon, it must be alluding to her own body, and the surprise in her eyes finally faded away.

Long Su caught her look in his eyes: "You saved my life, I should say thank you. However, Lian Emei didn't teach you to save others without permission. The rescued may not appreciate it? "

His tone was slow and calm, and the chill that flashed across the pale gold pupils was extremely brilliant, carrying the casual majesty and oppression of someone who has been in a position for a long time.Lian Wuxia was slightly startled when she heard the words, not because of his aura, but because of his question. She turned her head and pondered for a while, and wrote: "Does it have anything to do with saving people?"

Long Su didn't expect her to answer like this, and wanted to refute, but firstly, he was tired after healed from his injury, and secondly, it wasn't when he was a Confucian scholar in the past, he had to argue with his fellow practitioners, so he had to decide who was right and who was wrong, so he thought about him Then he simply admitted: "It really doesn't matter." As he spoke, his injury was affected, and he let out a deep cough.Lian Wuxia almost felt that his heart, liver and lungs were throbbing with pain, so he wanted to help him rub his back.

Long Su strayed away from her hand, Jintong Huaguang was extremely cold: "There is a difference between men and women, the girl has exceeded the rules."

Lian Wuxia froze there, not knowing how to react for a while.She grew up in Pingshan as long as she could remember, and the men she saw in her life, such as Ru Cang, Lin Wushuang, and Bu Lianhua, were both Taoists and monks, and they were majestic seniors, and they did not show any intimacy.The males who are a little closer are Kuanglongyixiao and Xiangrixie, but the former is too far apart in age and appearance, and the latter is just a playmate who met occasionally when they were young, and there is no possibility of any romantic thoughts at all.After leaving Pingshan, she was used to being alone again, and she didn't have many opportunities to accumulate experience with the opposite sex.

It is conceivable that although she has lived for thousands of years, she has never realized that there is a word called "men and women's great defense" in the world.To be more specific, she didn't realize at all that there were substantial differences between males and females other than appearance.

The most important thing is that Lian Wuxia has been too familiar with Long Su in the form of a purple dragon in the past few months. What hasn't he done before rubbing the scales, touching the dragon's horns and pulling the beard?Even though he has become a human being now, he is still the well-known Shulou Longsu, in her eyes, he is still the mighty, delicate and lazy Zilong who loves to sleep late, and the way of getting along can't be adjusted for a while. It's also commonplace.

Fortunately, Long Su didn't know the last point, otherwise he might be choked even more out of breath.Fortunately, he didn't know about it, and Lian Wuxia finally realized that she couldn't use the experience she had with Zilong to apply to this senior, Gao Dexun. Listening to Longsu's breathing sound was quite sluggish, she thought After thinking about it, I went back to the house and brought out a cup of hot water.Living in the mountains is poor, and there is nothing long to entertain guests, so she simply added a few drops of nectar to the water, it tasted sweet, and it also had the effect of moistening the lungs and relieving cough, which was better than nothing.

Long Su took it, took a sip slowly, the feeling of the faint warmth and sweetness melting on the tip of his tongue actually gave him the feeling of "finally living the life of a good man".His posture of drinking water seems to be idle and dignified, as if what he is holding in his hand is not a rough porcelain cup but a purple jade cup worth tens of thousands of gold, and what is contained in it is not honey water but a rare new tea with an annual output of only a few catties.Seeing this, Lian Wuxia suddenly realized that the senior in front of him was no more than a group of cultivators in his own Taoist sect who lived in the open air, but a real and precious person who had piled up the sky and wealth.

Feeling guilty and ashamed came one after another, thinking about how he "entertained" this precious senior a few months ago, Lian Wuxia was almost in a bad mood: "There are rumors in the world that senior is a bloodthirsty person?"

Long Su slightly raised his eyebrows: "So what?" Could it be that she still intends to eliminate evil and harm for the righteous way?

Bloodthirsty people can absorb energy by sucking blood, so... Lian Wuxia finally thought of a remedy, and he made up his mind, saying: "I didn't know the identity of the senior a few days ago, and the hospitality was not good. Please invite the senior to sit in the shabby house. Let the younger generation welcome you again."

In the small hut, what can be called furniture is only a table, a bed, two chairs, a wooden cabinet, a few cups and plates, and nothing else, which shows the poverty and simplicity of the monks.But it was kept spotless, with a Yaoqin hanging on the wall, and a branch of red plum in an earthen pottery vase on the table. If you look closely, you will find that the flowers on that branch are all coagulated by magic with the petals that have fallen. A thin layer of ice crystals is as glamorous and elegant as the blooming seasonal flowers.

Seeing that the room was well furnished, Long Su sat down without any dislike.Then he saw Lian Wuxia take out a cup, cut his wrist, the thin line of blood scattered a strong and rich breath, the cup was full of fragrant blood dripping, and brought it up warmly.The amethyst and jade bone fan that came out of nowhere stopped in front of the cup, Long Su's expression was as gloomy as rain: "What do you mean?"

"Senior, please use it." Lian Wuxia wrote.

Holding the fan handle, Long Su suppressed the burning desire in his heart, he was quite speechless.He tapped his hair with a fan, and his tone was somewhat resentful: "Your hospitality is to give me your own blood?"

After all, he is also a bloodthirsty man!

drink blood!

A dark creature that everyone in the rivers and lakes flees!

Did this little girl take it for granted to reach this state!

"Can't it?" Lian Wuxia couldn't understand, and wrote silently, "Senior, isn't he a bloodthirsty person?" When she thought he was a vegetarian dragon, she fed him with vegetables, fruits and wild vegetables. Bloodthirsty, isn't it a natural thing to treat with blood?She thought about it, and suddenly smiled knowingly. Although the smile was obscured by the purple veil, her cold and narrow eyes were slightly curved, as beautiful as a crescent moon: "The blood is donated voluntarily by the younger generation." , if the senior refuses to accept it now, the junior's blood will be shed in vain." She blinked, and added in a strange way, "Could it be that the senior feels embarrassed?"

With a bang, the priceless amethyst jade bone fan was pinched into two by Long Su's plain jade hands.Lian Wuxia froze for a moment, then smiled with crooked eyebrows.Probably because the reason for their acquaintance was too bad, and it was difficult for her to have the pure admiration for Long Su as she did for other seniors.

It really looks like a little fox stealing its mouth, Long Su saw it and suddenly realized.Those narrow and long eyes were originally very clear, with exquisite eye contours, and there was a sense of alienation and chill in plain sight, but because of the smile, there were wisps of charm for no reason, like poisonous poison. .

Long Su also laughed, the acquaintance between the two was indeed too lopsided, so that the duel was flawless, and it was difficult for him to put his gorgeous and unparalleled airs to the end.As soon as the airs collapsed, the gags that he used to make jokes and gags showed his true colors, and he was not pretentious. He took a cup of blood and sipped a cup of tea, and said to Lian Wuxia: "That's how it should be. Girls should be lively and clever." Smile more, Miejue Shitai is not a suitable route for a little girl like you."

Lian Wuxia blinked.Since she was a child, she was taught that all kinds of Taoism are majestic. She should be quiet and ascetic, her body should be like a dead tree, and her heart should be like ashes. She also consciously abides by it.Where have you heard Long Su's argument?Every word and every sentence is actually the opposite of what she has learned.Just as he was in a daze, Long Su's face suddenly changed: "Your blood..."

"Huh?" Before Lian Wuxia could ask back, she saw the purple air spreading across Long Su's face, the skin where it passed was instantly blurred, and the phantom of scales loomed in the depths, which belonged exclusively to bloodthirsty people. The dark and powerful breath fluctuated wildly, like a canoe in a heavy rain.

Lian Wuxia pushed away the chair and ran over, wanting to check his situation, but before he got close, he was forced back by Long Su's sudden surge of energy.Realizing that Long Su suspected that he was not good for him, Lian Wuxia was embarrassed, panicked and worried for a while: "Some people say that my blood is of great benefit to bloodthirsty people, so I brought it to you. How could it be so?"

Long Su tried his best to suppress the raging aura in his body with his internal force, and said with difficulty: "Shulou Long Su dare to ask such a brilliant and talented person's name?"

"Little Living Buddha Fancha Jialan, monks don't tell lies, he should not lie to me." Lian Wuxia wrote quickly.

Long Su suddenly covered his face and sighed, "Oh!"

With this sigh, countless heroes are at the end of their lives, the tiger is in peace, and the world is impermanent.Lian Wuxia was so frightened that he panicked immediately, and no longer cared about avoiding suspicion, he forcibly broke through Long Su's inner qi blockade and rushed to him, asking in a panic: "What's wrong with you?"

The pain and itching in the internal organs was very unbearable, Long Su couldn't hold it back, and coughed out from his throat.Immediately, he felt a gentle pat on his back. He looked sideways, but Lian Wuxia had already arrived behind him, and stretched out his hand to pat him on the back in fear. Looking from his angle, he could only see the bruises on the Pingshui gauze. The eyes are very immature, but the purple hair hanging down on the shoulders, such a thick and plump appearance, has already begun to have the attitude of a young girl.

It is rumored that it has been thousands of years since Pingshan Lian Emei picked up an orphan girl and raised her as a daughter. The girl in front of me has lived an unimaginable lifespan, and even achieved a rare innate state. But she is a little girl who hasn't grown up yet, and she doesn't know how Lian Emei is taught.It's just that such a cute, eager and caring soft appearance is quite similar to Mu Xianfeng.

Long Su gasped for a while, and the coldness in Hu Pojin's eyes gradually receded. "No problem," he said, gnashing his teeth with a bit of meaning, "I just deeply comprehend how the son of the supreme king Xie in the legend of the bloodthirsty clan was dropped by a butterfly!" The earth-shattering roar of the dragon exploded, and Zilong's huge dragon shape unfolded, crushing the small thatched hut into slag invincible.

Lian Wuxia: ...

The author has something to say: The author of this chapter was written in tears in the literary prison of Confucianism——

Those pros who just "hahaha" without saying a word, what about the sympathy they agreed to? ?Can we work together to build the core values ​​of Perakism? ?