Linyuan Dengxian

"Shenjun, let's hold a banquet tonight and let everyone get together," Jiang Ling said, "Alright, you can go to Luoxia Peak and call Su Huan and A Le too," Wuyou nodded in response.

Huaying sat next to Wuyou, pouring tea and wine for her from time to time, Le Zhao, Jiang Ling and Xiaoyao huddled together, the three chattered and made a fuss, Su Huan was next to Le Zhao, Qing Xu had to sit Beside Wuyou, he was silent.

Jiang Ling generously took out all the wine brought from Kunlun Mountain, and pestered Qingxu to bring out a lot of Qionghualu, "This is a moment of youth, and the wine is strong. If you exchange it with Qionghualu, the fairy will not lose." , Jiang Ling smiled and held Qionghualu in his arms, and gave some to Xiaoyao.

The banquet is full of wine aromas and fairy fruits. "Kunlun's Yunxue Peach Blossom Brew is served with Peach Blossom Mincemeat Cake and Purple Lotus Seeds, Fairy's Qionghua Dew is served with Asakusa Yellow Chestnut Cake and Green Lotus Root. As for...",

Jiang Ling looked up at the dim sum that Su Huan had taken out, and took out two pots of tea, "It is available with Biwu tea and Xuanbing tea."

Jiang Ling took out another food box, which contained Kunlun cold jade, exuding cold air, and several plates of bear's paw and orangutan lips, leopard-born carp tail, and hibiscus shrimp. This guy used to be greedy since he went to Kunlun Mountain. Now the mouth is getting more and more dangling.

The peach blossom stuffing was sweet, and the viburnum dew was cold. The three people who were greedy for drinking were flushed and their laughter became clearer and clearer.

"You three, drink less," Wuyou said, after she drank a few cups, she stopped drinking, and the people beside her kept drinking, as if they were drinking water.

"Why don't you say fairy? She drank more than us, hiccup", Xiaoyao propped her head, blushing, curled up in Jiang Ling's arms,

"The fairy has been drinking Qionghua dew for hundreds of years, and I have never seen her get drunk," Jiang Ling smashed his mouth, "It's just stingy, and she refuses to give me more every time, saying that I don't have enough to drink."

Jiang Ling narrowed his eyes, shook his head, hugged Le Zhao's neck, "A Le, don't imitate her, don't embarrass yourself, you know?".

Su Huan broke Jiang Ling's hand and held Le Zhao in her arms. She flinched, opened her eyes and wanted to struggle, but her hands and feet were weak. There was Su Huan's elegant fragrance in her nose. It seemed that a long time ago, she was familiar with Yes, smell it.

"After a while, there will be more than ten altars of Qionghua dew buried under the Guyuefeng tree, and it will be brewed. You can just take it and don't bother me anymore." Qingxu's lips were moist, and the wine only made her eyes dim , said softly.

"Seriously! Give it all to me!" Jiang Ling's eyes lit up, he pushed Xiaoyao away from his arms, and knelt beside Qingxu, looking at her expectantly.

"Seriously, when did I ever lie to you?" Qing Xu smiled, the smile not reaching his eyes.

Jiang Ling flashed a hint of doubt, and asked, "Is the fairy going to leave Tianze Mountain?".

This little crow was not stupid at all, Qing Xu fell into silence without making a sound.

Su Huan hugged the drunk Le Zhao in his arms, and said, "I'll take her back", "Drink...continue...", Le Zhao blushed, with his little hands hanging down, mumbling into Su Huan's arms.

Su Huan glanced at Wuyou and Qingxu, shook his head lightly, turned and left.

Jiang Ling jumped up against the table, his face was flushed red, and he wanted to speak, but Wuyou held him back coldly, and angrily dragged Xiaoyao away.

The more he drank the wine, the more sober he became, Qingxu stretched out to the pot of fragrance given by Jiang Ling, the mouth was burning hot and full of mellow fragrance.

Wuyou stretched out his hand, and Qingxu gestured to hand it to her, but her hand held the jug and said, "Don't drink any more."

"It's okay, wine is not intoxicating", Qing Xu stubbornly held Fang Hua for a moment, and the cold moonlight was reflected in her eyes like ink, "In the past 600 years, I have only drunk once or twice."

She raised her head and drank it, her eyes stained with alcohol, her face blushed and she looked at Wuyou in a daze, "Shenjun", Hua Ying shouted while pouring tea, Wuyou lowered her head and closed her eyes without saying a word.

"Hua Ying, come here," Jiang Ling shouted loudly, Hua Ying hesitated, glanced at Wuyou and Qingxu, and then left slowly.

As soon as Huaying left, she saw a white light shooting from Wangyou Pavilion, covering Wuyou and Qingxu, the sacred and ancient chant sounded, and an exquisite pagoda appeared in the sky, filled with immortal energy.

Wuyou only felt a white light flashing in front of her eyes, she was suddenly placed in a place of white mist, her consciousness was blocked, where is this?

The white mist is misty, and there are countless Qingxu figures around, or hang their heads in meditation, or look up at the moon, or sit floating in mid-air, or lie on their side with their eyes closed, each of them is vivid and vivid.

"Qingxu", Wuyou shouted, all the figures looked at her, opened their lips slightly, but could not hear the slightest sound, the white shirt was facing the wind, she probed with her spiritual sense, they all had the same breath, the same cultivation level .

At this moment, a low melody sounded, and a bit of killing intent permeated the air. The breeze brushed past Wuyou's face, she tilted her head, and a strand of hair fell to the ground.

Countless figures of Qingxu, holding Zhixu in their hands, burst out with dragon's breath, with a murderous intent.

"Humph", Wuyou hummed in a low voice, pinched the pierced wrist with her left hand, and brushed her sleeve, the white arm was in sight, she slapped Bai Ying, crushing Bai Ying.

The sword light was phantom, coiled around, Wuyou dodged sideways, reached out to catch the opponent's arm, the sword light was sharp, and wrapped her tightly.

"Neither of them", Wuyou said in a deep voice, clapping out his palms, defeating the five figures in front of him.

The divine power is gradually being consumed, and the phantom is still growing continuously. Wuyou is getting a little harder, and more and more sword shadows form a huge net, covering her.

Phew, a ray of sword light pierced her sleeve, Wuyou stretched out his hand to catch her arm, Bai Ying dodged lightly, turned around and made another sword attack, aggressive, Wuyou tried to catch her again, but she stepped back, Wuyou took advantage of the situation Chasing after him, Bai Ying disappeared out of thin air, and four sword shadows stabbed out from behind.

Wuyou bent down to dodge, a sword light greeted her face, wiped a bloodstain on her neck, winding down, she was a little annoyed, turned her palm into a claw, restrained her wrist, opened it to see, "No", Scatter the white shadow with one palm.

Worry-free looked back, and saw a white figure huddled in the corner, her eyes flickering, she flung herself away, grabbed her arm, opened the sleeve of her robe with the wind of her palm, and there was a pink peach blossom imprint on her forearm.

Wuyou held her arm tightly, whistling out day by day, there was infinite golden light pouring down, and the clear celestial power radiated like water waves, and suddenly the void oscillated, among the golden waves, thousands of star arrows blazed, flying like rain , killing the phantom in an instant.

"I'll take you out", Wuyou turned around and said, feeling that his palm was empty, and Qingxu's figure turned into pieces, like butterflies floating towards the sky.

Wuyou turned her head again, her eyes flickered, her figure appeared in another place, the powder mist surged, and an arm stretched out from the mist, Wuyou shivered slightly, the palm wind shook, and the powder mist scattered on the person's face, Showing a face clear of the three worlds, her eyes were blurred, as if she had drunk a moment of youth, and the alcohol was hazy.

Wuyou opened her sleeve, and saw a bright white wrist glowing with peach blossoms, "Qingxu, it's you", "Wuyou", she hummed, leaned forward, and kissed her lips.

The familiar soft touch, the small lilac tongue timidly protruding, made Wuyou's whole body tremble, and she suddenly panicked, holding her round fragrant shoulders with both hands, and pushing them away.

Qing Xu raised his eyes, his eyes full of autumn water, with a hint of sadness, "I have waited for 600 years, just for this moment, if I die here, I will not regret it",

She threw herself into her arms, the nephrite jade was fragrant, the tears in front of her eyes wet the skirt of Wuyou's clothes, her shoulders trembled slightly, she was so pitiful.

The powder mist surged, his consciousness became muddled, and the tight string in Wuyou's heart suddenly broke.

The skirt was half undone, the skirt fell to the ground, Wuyou's palm caressed her smooth jade forearm, the imprint of peach blossoms was burning and flourishing, Qingxu trembled slightly, and her jade neck was slightly tilted, kissing the corners of her lips and chin tenderly.

Wuyou's eyes were dark, and her scorching gaze followed her brows and eyes, and she couldn't find anything. In the end, she was invincible and lingering, sinking into it.

People who have always been cold, also have such tenderness, it seems that the ice and snow on the top of Kunlun melted into water, but it is scorching hot, the hot skin is flushed, she is wrapped around her body, and her breathing is disordered.

Wuyou's hand caressed every place, and he could feel a slight tremor, and his voice whispered like a breeze rushing into his ears, with an indescribable itchiness.

There is a clear spring flowing down from the forest, sweet and slightly cool, and worry-free fingertips tremble, caressing the petals.

An eager and irritable mood broke out from the bottom of my heart, wanting to possess her uncontrollably.

"Wuyou, Wuyou...", she murmured in a low voice, Wuyou dazed, thinking of the Wuxie who had lingered with her in the illusion all those years ago, and immediately, her mind shivered.

Hey, a polar sigh overflowed from her lips, Wuyou slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were already clear, a flame ignited in her palm, and she slapped the person in front of her, bang, clear Xu turned into a cloud of powder mist and dissipated.

Her figure swayed, and the scene changed. A small stone room was in the middle of the mountain. Looking up, one could see the star-studded sky outside. The barrier was even more powerful on this floor, restraining her immortal power, and she couldn't even lift a step. extremely difficult.

One person hangs his head, his hands are trapped by chains, and there is a moment of youthful red wine on his cheeks, the loose sleeves of his large robe reveal the imprint of peach blossoms on his forearm, and the black hair hangs down. absorbing.

"Zi Ri", Wuyou yelled, her immortal power stagnated, and she couldn't even drive Zhu Ri. She walked up to Qing Xu, already dripping with sweat, as if she was carrying a weighty stone, she raised her hand and patted her shoulder, A strong suction scrolled, almost taking away the immortal power in her body.

"Who on earth is it that dares to come to my Tianze Mountain to commit crimes!" Wuyou said loudly, holding the sun in her hand, she slashed at the chain, making a crisp sound, and the sun was always going nowhere, but it couldn't hurt the chain at all. With force, he slammed Wuyou against the stone wall, spitting out blood.

She barely got up, every step was heavy, her head was drooping, her bun was messy, and she approached Qingxu little by little.

Qingxu's alcohol dissipated, his face became paler, revealing a painful expression, Wuyou stretched out his hand to pull the chain, the other end was firmly embedded in the stone wall, the purple-red chain was engraved with ancient runes, the spiritual power flashed, and the sword was invulnerable, Spells are useless.

Wuyou knelt on the ground panting, she tried all the methods she should think of, but it didn't work.