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The light on the black wooden box was dazzling, and soon the lights in the dimly lit room were illuminated brilliantly.

"What are you doing! Stop!"

Xiao Lin's voice roared from the side, his eyes stared at the black wooden box suspended in mid-air, and his canthus was completely cracked.

Moshanghua was left to him by his mother, and he has been protecting it very well. Even though he has never seen that woman once, he doesn't want Moshanghua to be ruined like this.

The black wooden box suspended in mid-air slowly opened, and Moshanghua, who was lying in it, floated out of the box as if attracted by something.

Xiao Lin propped his hand on the table, and stretched out his hand to grab it, but when his finger touched the white light, it bounced away.

He took a few steps back, managed to stabilize his figure, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the flowers on Moshang, which looked dry at first, became more and more beautiful little by little, and even the black wood in full bloom The boxes have lost their original color and changed their appearance.

"Sir, this..."

Everything in front of him was beyond Xiao Lin's original cognition. Facing Yan Qing's astonishment, how could he feel calm in his heart?

He raised his hand as a silent gesture to Yanqing, walked back by himself, walked to the table, looked up at Moshanghua covered in white light.

The flower on Moshang has nine petals in bloom, and at this moment, it fully shows its original appearance.

At the end of Yan Luo's singing, Mo Shanghua returned to the box, and the originally black box turned into a crystal clear jade box, lying on the table, glowing with a little light.

"Master Immortal, is this...?"

Yan Luo sat back on the chair again, and took Moshang Hua out of the jade box. The slender white fingertips matched with the delicate and charming powder, which was exceptionally suitable.

"There is a layer of restriction on the box, I just untied it. What you see now is the real appearance of Moshanghua."

"Master Immortal, what kind of flower is this Moshang flower? Why do those monks fight for it?"

The question Yan Qing asked was exactly what Xiao Lin wanted to ask. Yan Luo picked up the path of the flower and chuckled, "The flower on Moshang has nine petals. It is rumored that one of the petals is responsible for life and the other for death. One petal is joy, one petal is sadness, one petal is thoughts, one petal is greed, and one petal is love..."

"This flower actually has such a magical effect?"

"good."

Yan Luo stared down at the flower in his hand, as if thinking of something, frowned slightly, "A flower on Moshang is rare in a thousand years. When I went to the north, I got it by chance and gave it to Yao Ji, the former owner of Xianyao Palace."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Luo heard a sneer.He followed the voice and saw Qian Hongfeng leaning on the chair behind him, with a playful smile on his face.

"Master Immortal, since this flower on Moshang was originally in the hands of this Yao Ji, why did it end up in the hands of our young master?"

Yan Qing's question was tricky and mean, like a tree trunk seeping into the body bit by bit, absorbing all the nutrients.Yan Luo was a little silent.

"Why? Of course, this Fairy Yao Ji gave birth to your son behind someone's back."

A certain person, it goes without saying, refers to Yan Luo.

The meaning was pointed, and it was meant to this No. 1 in the world of cultivating immortals. Except for Qian Hongfeng, no one in this world would dare to talk to Yan Luo like that.

In the candlelight, Yan Luo felt a dull pain in his heart when he heard Qian Hongfeng's mocking words.Facing his silence, Qian Hongfeng felt the unreasonable jealousy in her heart grow wantonly like poison.

If this matter is true, then this Mr. Xiao Lin Xiao is very likely to be the son of Lian Qing and Xian Yao. At that time, will he still have to watch the two recognize their relatives here?Or looking at two people...

Qian Hongfeng couldn't guess the careful thinking in Qian Hongfeng's heart, but he couldn't ignore his words, and couldn't help but sighed at the other party's rebellious face, "Xianyao did go down the mountain back then. , but as for what he did after going down the mountain, I don't know anything about it."

"Listen to them..." Yan Qing, who was sitting on the side, seemed to be struggling for a long time, before he asked out loudly, "Listen to them, a hundred years ago, the immortal master was a Taoist couple with the master Xianyao, so Xiao Lin...could it be..."

"will not."

The straightforward refusal made Qian Hongfeng suddenly raise her head to look at him.

Yan Luo seemed to have a feeling, he turned his head, glanced at Qian Hongfeng, and said again: "A hundred years ago, I knew that the outside world said that I and Xianyao were Taoist couples, but in fact, I and Xianyao There is no transgression, but this seat treats her...in fact, it is more of a brother and sister relationship."

"impossible."

Qian Hongfeng stood up abruptly, even more excited than Xiao Lin, the person involved.

"Feng'er, this is the truth."

"No, you lied to me."

The events of his previous life are vivid in his mind, and he is very clear about this person's madness towards Xianyao.It was precisely because of the two people's vows in the ghost world that after Xianyao's death, Lianqing suffered backlash and could not exchange blood.All of this is because of Xianyao, because Lianqing is a coward.

But after rebirth, this person told him that he didn't love Xianyao, and that he and her were just brothers and sisters, so what was the oath?What is backlash?Don't you have all of these?

At this moment, Qian Hongfeng was like a mad beast, her eyes were red, staring at the immortal master in white clothes Shengxue sitting in front of the table, as if she wanted to drink up the other party's blood.

His hands were tightly clenched on the table, and he was still holding back, still on the verge of erupting.

"That...or else..."

Yan Qing wanted to speak out to dissuade him, but just after he opened his mouth, he saw Qian Hongfeng slapping the table and leaving.

"Immortal Master...he..."

Yan Luo looked at Qian Hongfeng's leaving back, frowning.

"Sit first."

Xiao Lin and Yan Qing sat back again, and fixed their eyes on Yan Luo again.

The immortal master in white looked very lonely and helpless after Qian Hongfeng left. He raised his hand and closed the jade box in front of him, and pushed the wooden box to Xiao Lin.

"The flowers on Moshang are indeed belonging to Xianyao. As for whether Xianyao is your mother, it is still uncertain. You can tell me more about yourself, and I may be able to help you with some things."

Running out of the house, Qian Hongfeng stood outside in the crowded corridor, her mind blank.

The anxiety in his heart was endless, and the bottom of his heart seemed to be pounding all his nerves like a wild beast.He is looking forward to, but what is he looking forward to?

In this life, from the time they met to now, Lian Qing is very different from the past, but when he thought of the fear of blood loss in the previous life, Qian Hongfeng trembled.