Mrs. Fox is too serious!

Jiang Xundao, who had never realized that she had a poor capacity for drinking, just fell down with a glass of wine. She lay on the table with flushed cheeks, looked sideways at Lan Yiyou, her dark deer eyes were moist and confused. .

"Is it uncomfortable?" Lan Yiyou's lips curled up, and he stretched out his fingertips to poke Jiang Xundao's face lightly.

She didn't feel distressed, but felt a little funny. She had never seen a monk who could get drunk by a glass of wine.

Jiang Xundao didn't speak, just squinted her eyes slightly, she looked at Lan Yiyou and blinked lightly, then gently rubbed her cheek against Lan Yiyou's fingertips, then continued to lie on her stomach and look at her without moving .

She was dizzy, feeling that everything in front of her was spinning, and the scene was hazy and blurred, only Lan Yiyou's face was clearly reflected in her eyes.

Fortunately, Jiang Xundao became more obedient when he was drunk, and he didn't make trouble, so he lay obediently on the table, stared at Lan Yiyou without saying a word, without blinking.

"What do you think Miss Jiang is thinking?" Xiao Mo felt that Jiang Xundao looked at Lan Yiyou with strangely bright eyes, as if Lan Yiyou was the only one in his eyes, and she didn't bother to move away no matter how noisy the outside world was. Open your eyes and take a look.

Xiao Mo stretched out his hand and tugged at Jiang Xundao's sleeve, trying to attract her attention, but Jiang Xundao looked at Lan Yiyou motionlessly, so he couldn't care less about her.

"Miss Jiang is drunk, let her rest for a while, don't mess around." Qing Yao frowned, quickly pulled Xiao Mo's hand back, then raised her eyes and smiled apologetically at Lan Yiyou: "Miss Lan, forgive me, My sister is just so naughty by nature."

After the words fell into the sky, there was a loud noise, and after a flash of red light, there were successive noises.

"Look, fireworks." Xiao Mo excitedly grabbed Qingluo's hand, making her turn her head to look at the beautiful and dazzling fireworks in the sky.

The fireworks that burst into the sky one after another, accompanied by flashing lights and crackling sounds, attracted Jiang Xundao's attention. She raised her head slightly to look towards the sky. The light was a bit dazzling, and she turned her head after two glances.

Then I saw Lan Yiyou on the side, her face was flickering because of the blooming and disappearing of the fireworks, she looked at the fireworks in the sky seriously, without surprise or joy, just a faint trace of tenderness.

The fireworks in the sky continued to be set off, and almost everyone looked up at the sky and cheered happily.

Sensing the eyes of the people beside him, Lan Yiyou turned his head to look over, before he could see anything clearly, the warm and tropical smell of alcohol rushed towards his face, and then a piece of the same soft lips was pasted on his lips. valve.

The fireworks were too dreamy, Lan Yiyou's side profile was so beautiful, and the spirits burned his mind, that's why Jiang Xundao went crazy and kissed Lan Yiyou in public.

The fireworks in the sky obviously attracted everyone's attention. No one noticed that on a small boat in the middle of the river, a woman kissed another woman.

Jiang Xundao kissed Lan Yiyou with his neck up. She closed her eyes and pressed against Lan Yiyou's lips. The tangy fragrance and the blue hair blown across her neck by the wind made her heart itch.

Lan Yiyou's lips were unbelievably soft, with a sweet and seductive taste, Jiang Xundao was soon dissatisfied with the simple skin-to-skin contact, she secretly stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips .

She didn't push away, didn't refuse, but she didn't cater to her either. The sudden and frivolous Lan Yiyou quickly regained her senses. Jiang Xundao's kiss was gentle and tender. , seemed to be speeding up without knowing it, and my sober mind seemed to be intoxicated, a little dull and dizzy.

While panting, there was a faint smell of wine. Jiang Xundao slowly opened his eyes, and the tip of her nose gently rubbed against Lan Yiyou's skin, which felt cool and soft.

Lan Yiyou lowered her eyes, her eyelashes were long and slightly curled, still trembling slightly, Jiang Xundao backed away a little, watching her eyes shining, she called out softly. A sentence: "Yu'er~"

After half a stick of incense, the fireworks on the city wall stopped, and the dazzling light disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

Although she was drunk and a little unconscious, Jiang Xundao knew what he was doing, and Lan Yiyou didn't push her away. Although she was a little confused now, she also knew that this was a good thing that could make her ecstatic.

You'er's lips were sweeter than candied haws when kissed. Jiang Xundao licked the corners of his lips, closed his eyes and pouted slightly, wanting to kiss her again, but Lan Yiyou avoided it. Not only that, she also reached out and touched the back of her head. Next click.

Xiao Mo and Qing Rao turned their heads and saw Jiang Xundao's face down without moving while Lan Yiyou pushed him into the fruit plate on the table.

"This is?" Xiao Mo blinked and didn't quite understand what Lan Yiyou and Jiang Xundao were doing.

Although the city of Los Angeles was brightly lit, the light was still a bit dim, and the candlelight in the lantern beside her couldn't illuminate the blue and blush cheeks. She turned her head and said coldly: "She's drunk."

Lan Yiyou let go of her hand as if nothing had happened. Jiang Xundao, who had been knocked out, groaned twice and then raised her head. Her fair face was covered with melon seeds. When she raised her head, she dropped a few seeds from time to time. She turned her head to look at Lan Yiyou in a daze, apparently not knowing why Lan Yiyou's expression suddenly changed when the atmosphere was so good just now.

Xiao Mo couldn't hold back a burst of laughter. She reached out and wiped Jiang Xundao's face, and the melon seeds kept falling down.

Jiang Xundao's appearance was so funny that even Qingluo couldn't help pursing his lips and smiling.

By the time the fireworks were over, the hour was getting late, and many people had already started to go home, and the number of people on the street soon decreased by half.

Jiang Xundao got off the boat on the opposite bank and walked straight to Yuelao Temple.

Xiao Mo curled his lips and said: "It's strange, I don't ask for any kind of marriage to find a good husband, and I have to come to Yuelao Temple for whatever reason."

Qing Yao glanced at her indifferently: "If you don't want to go, naturally wait for us outside the door."

"Forget it, forget it, since I promised you, how can I go back on my word?" Xiao Mo quickly shook his head, and put his hand on Qingruo's hand in a fawning manner: "Sister Qingruo, you agreed to go back this time, and you have to dig a The altar peach blossom drunk was given to me. The wine I drank on that boat just now was really hard to swallow."

Qing Rao said angrily: "You are a young alcoholic, but you are clearly a young alcoholic."

The tone was gentle and pampering, Jiang Xundao and Lan Yiyou followed behind them, always feeling that there seemed to be something wrong with the relationship between Xiao Mo and Qing Yao, but she was dizzy at first, and the strangeness was quickly recognized. She ignored it.

In fact, the well-known Yuelao Temple is just an ordinary temple, with incense offerings to the Yuelao statue, and a towering tree covered with red ribbons in the yard.

Some people sincerely seek marriage and kneel down devoutly to pray for blessings, while some people just don’t come to join in the fun, and throw some incense money before offering incense sticks.

Jiang Xundao can be regarded as a person who joins in the fun, she doesn't care about it, and doesn't care if the people around her are crowded around, her eyes just stare at Lan Yiyou, and she doesn't want to move her eyes away.

After walking for a short distance and being blown by the wind for a while, her drunkenness disappeared. The first thing she thought of was that she kissed Lan Yiyou on the boat just now. The soft touch and sweet taste seem to still linger on the lips.

Xiao Mo and Qing Yao went to ask for a lottery, while Lan Yiyou and Jiang Xundao stood under the corridor in the courtyard, with people behind them and in front of them, and it was not suitable for them to say intimate words if they could not get close.

Jiang Xundao thought about it, took Lan Yiyou's hand and walked out, Lan Yiyou asked her what she was doing in surprise, Xiao Mo and Qing Yao were still praying.

"We'll wait for them outside Yuelao Temple." Jiang Xundao lost his sentence, fended off the people in front of him, and dragged Lan Yiyou to a corner outside the temple.

"You'er." She lowered her head and called, her face was flushed, and she was still stirring her sleeve with one hand, nervous and shy.

"Huh?" Lan Yiyou responded, waiting for her to continue.

Jiang Xundao took a deep breath, straightened his chest, and then stuffed the red thread into Lan Yiyou's hand: "I just bought it on the side of the road, it's not expensive, but... just to give it to You Son, make a memorial."

Lan Yiyou lowered his head and took a look. It was just a bright red rope hanging a not-so-round black stone. There was nothing unusual about it, but the things sold at Yuelao Temple on the Qiqiao Festival were red ropes again. , want to know what it means.

She glanced at Jiang Xundao's wrist again, and as expected, there was also a red string tied around her wrist, which was exactly the same as the one in her hand.

Lan Yiyou held the light red rope in his palm: "Then I will accept it."

Jiang Xundao nodded vigorously with a smile on his face. He wanted to ask her to bring it to Lan Yiyou, but Lan Yiyou stood with his sleeves behind his hands, looked at her with a slight frown, and opened his lips after a little hesitation. : "After a while, you and Xiao Mo Qingluo will leave. I still need to go back to Minzhou, and we will part here."

Jiang Xundao felt lost, but he soon noticed something strange: "Why do I want to go with Miss Mo and the others? Am I going to Qingyun Palace?"

Lan Yiyou raised her lips and smiled: "They are from Qingyun Palace."

"What? You said that the two of them are from Qingyun Palace, but...but I..."

Jiang Xundao wanted to say that he didn't realize that the two of them were also cultivators, let alone that they were from Qingyun Palace. The two of them had no spiritual power fluctuations, and they were wearing ordinary brocade clothes. Jiang Xundao always thought that They are daughters who slipped out from a wealthy family.

"It's true that they deliberately hide their spiritual power, but the meridian of a cultivator is different from that of an ordinary person. What's more, they still carry Qingyun Palace tokens on their bodies, and their conversation and behavior are also good."

Even if Jiang Xundao didn't pay attention, after Xiao Mo and Qingluo came out, she looked again and found that Xiao Mo and Qingluo both had two identical blue jade plaques hanging around their waists.

She thought about it carefully, and remembered that Chang Ling's waist also seemed to be wearing such a jade tablet, but her jade tablet had the word "Dao" engraved on the front and the word "Qingyun" on the back.

Seeing that she seemed to have suddenly realized something, Lan Yiyou said softly, "Luocheng is the closest city to Qingyun Palace, and it is not unusual for Qingyun Palace disciples to come and go."

Seeing Jiang Xundao and Lan Yiyou waiting at the side, they greeted them. Qing Ruo whispered softly, "Miss Jiang and Miss Lan, do you have a place to stay? It's getting late now, Xiao Mo and I It's time to say goodbye."

"We sneaked out. If we were found out later when we go back, we will be punished by the elders." Xiao Mo shrugged from the side, with a look of reluctance.

Although they only met each other once, the two of them felt that they had a great time talking with Jiang Xundao and Lan Yiyou, but they met by chance and had to part in the end, and they might not see each other again in the future, so they felt a little regretful.

"I'll go with you." Jiang Xundao said hastily.

"What?" Qing Yao and Xiao Mo were taken aback, and looked at her in confusion.

"The two girls are disciples of Qingyun Palace." Lan Yiyou said bluntly.

Qing Yao and Xiao Mo looked at each other, their expressions changed, they looked at Lan Yiyou vigilantly, Qing Yao restrained himself and asked in a low voice: "Could it be that Miss Lan is also a fellow."

"Lan Yiyou, Fenghua Valley."

With an indifferent expression on her cool and beautiful face, Lan Yiyou gave her name lightly.

Qing Yao and Xiao Mo didn't know her name until Lan Yiyou's surname was Lan.

As soon as Lan Yiyou heard the words, they remembered them.

Xiao Mo stared at Lan Yiyou in surprise, "Lan Yiyou... Lan girl is the disciple of Fenghua Valley, Lan Yiyou, who won the top prize with Senior Sister Mu at the Dao Discussion Conference."

"That's right, that's You'er." Jiang Xundao nodded triumphantly from the side.

"Miss Lan, You'er. Oh, Qingluo, we are so stupid, let me say that the two of them are not mortals." Xiao Mo slapped his head and suddenly realized.

Qing Yao was also surprised, the name of Lan Yiyou has been spread all over the Qingyun Palace these days, after all, Mu Shang is the most outstanding disciple of Qingyun Palace in this generation, a disciple of Fenghua Valley who can draw with her, can imagine Her aptitude and cultivation might be on par with Senior Sister Mu.

Qing Yao lowered her head and cupped her hands and said, "I never expected to run into Senior Sister Lan here. The two of us are so stupid that we didn't recognize Senior Sister Lan. If there is any offence, Senior Sister Lan please forgive me."

Knowing Mu Chang's identity, the two couldn't help but feel a little nervous. The woman in front of them is a legendary figure.It's okay to be on the same level as Senior Sister Mu, even the appearance is...

Even Xiao Mo showed a lot of respect. Although he was from a different sect, he still had some respect for his peers whose cultivation was far superior to his own.

Lan Yiyou raised her lips and smiled: "The two junior sisters are so polite. It is fate to meet you today. They are both cultivators, so why should you stick to common etiquette?"

Qing Yao looked at Jiang Xundao, and asked with some doubts: "Senior Sister Lan, Miss Jiang said that she would go with us...is this?"

Jiang Xundao explained: "Senior Sister Mu invited me to visit your Qingyun Palace. I was supposed to go with them, but something delayed me, so I was only two days late."

"Master Mu invited you?"

Xiao Mo and Qing Rao looked at each other, even more surprised.

Jiang Xundao nodded, rubbing his neck in embarrassment: "Well, your head once told me about this matter, I shied away from thinking about it, but in the end I made up my mind to come."

.........

Xiao Mo and Qing Rao were silent. Jiang Xundao's words made them a little unpredictable. This little girl seemed to be younger than them, but no matter what she meant, she was not only familiar with Senior Sister Mu, but also seemed to be familiar with her. They know each other.

Could it be that Jiang Xundao's background is bigger than Lan Yiyou's?

Xiao Mo and Qing Rao obviously didn't quite believe Jiang Xundao's words.

Lan Yiyou said from the side: "Two junior sisters don't need to be confused. After finding out that she went to Penglai with the disciples of the noble school Mu Shang and others after she came down the mountain, after the ring competition, she was appreciated by the head of the noble school and invited to go to the noble school. As long as the two junior sisters bring you When she saw Mu Chang, she naturally knew that what we said was true or false."

Xiao Mo looked at Qingluo, waiting for her decision.

Qing Yao pursed her lips, a light flashed in her eyes, she smiled gently and said: "Alright. Then we will take Miss Jiang back to the sect, but Senior Sister Lan will accompany us?"

Lan Yiyou shook his head: "I came here today because I was afraid that Xun Dao would run into trouble if I went alone, so I saw you off all the way, but now that I have two junior sisters to protect me, I can leave with peace of mind."

"I see."

Jiang Xundao's expression darkened a bit, she and little Mo Qingreo left, and Lan Yiyou had to go to Minzhou, and he wondered if he would be able to see Lan Yiyou in ten days' time.

Looking at Jiang Xundao who was reluctant to let go, Lan Yiyou sighed secretly in her heart, she stretched out her hand to hold Jiang Xundao's hand, and said softly: "I know you have your own sense of proportion, but everything still needs to be done." Be cautious. If you encounter difficulties, you can find Mu Chang, and she will definitely help you."

"I see." Jiang Xundao replied dully.

Xiao Mo was a little bit reluctant, she was already envious of Lan Yiyou's appearance, but now that she knew her identity, she admired her even more, she rubbed her eyes and lowered her voice, "Senior Sister Lan, we will meet again someday. At that time, I will bring Qingluo's peach blossom wine to entertain Senior Sister Lan."

"Let's talk again, goodbye."

"Farewell."

Lan Yiyou nodded, she glanced at Jiang Xundao, let go of her hand, turned and left.

When Jiang Xundao finally forced the tears back into his eyes and raised his head again, Lan Yiyou's figure had disappeared. She shook her empty hands, but she was reluctant to let go. She slowly closed her eyes, but her nose It's getting sour.