Linyuan Dengxian

Wuyou didn't expect that the fairy artifact that Le Zhao was going to use was not to hurt herself, but to hurt Su Huan. She also didn't expect that Su Huan didn't resist at all.

"A Le", Wuyou stepped forward to help Le Zhao, while Qing Xu went to check on Su Huan's injury, pinched his fingers to stop the bleeding wound,

"Sister", Le Zhao opened her eyes slightly, with too many emotions flickering in her eyes, she looked at Su Huan lying not far away, it should be to relieve hatred, right?

Why, in the deepest part of my heart, there is anxiety and sadness?

A ray of immortal energy pierced Le Zhao's neck, Wuyou made a move, and Gouyu flew into her palm and tied it around Le Zhao's waist again. The red clothes were stained with Su Huan's blood.

Wuyou's eyes sank slightly, she held Le Zhao's shoulder, and said sharply, "Did you force her to show up on purpose?".

Le Zhao smiled softly, staring into the distance with vacant eyes.

"As the emperor, she has strong immortal energy. She was afraid of hurting you, so she withdrew her protective immortal energy and left nothing behind." Wuyou looked into her eyes firmly, "That's why you can easily hurt you." to her".

Le Zhao came back to his senses slowly, and said in a low voice, "Not only hurt her, but I'm going to kill her!".

"Ale!" Wuyou shouted in a low voice, "She put the most fragile throat and softest heart in front of you, but what did you do to her?!".

The picture flashed in front of her, she rolled over and rode on Su Huan's waist, biting her throat lightly with her teeth, Su Huan trembled slightly, looking at her affectionately, "A Le, when a tiger is willing to show the most vulnerable place to you When you put it on your lips, it means that I completely trust you."

Le Zhao covered his aching head, refusing to listen to her, nor to look at Su Huan.

"The wound is not deep, and it didn't hurt the heart." Qingxu stopped the bleeding for Su Huan, turned her head and said to Wuyou, she was relieved, "Take her to Wangyou Pavilion, I will accompany Ale, let Huaying comes...forget it...she still has to take care of Peach Blossom." Wuyou felt that there were too few people in Tianze Mountain.

Her eyes were radiant, her figure flickered, and when she reappeared, she already had a Snow Spirit Rabbit in her hand, with big black eyes, she looked extremely cute, Wuyou took out a pill and fed it to the Snow Spirit Rabbit, It sniffed cautiously and swallowed it in one gulp.

I saw the aura making its fur twiddle, and its figure gradually grew. After a while, it transformed into a well-behaved girl. She landed on all fours and shouted, "Meet the god. Xiaoxue thanked the god for granting 300 years of spiritual power to transform into a human body." ".

"You take good care of Le Zhao carefully. If you have any problems, come and report to me. If there is anything wrong, I will ask you." Wuyou said in a deep voice, Xiaoxue kowtowed in response, and Fu Le Zhao went back to the house.

"This Snow Spirit Rabbit is quite spiritual, but it's lazy and lazy, so it can't be transformed for a long time." Qingxu remembered that when she went to Yunxiao Peak to fetch Jinxianlu every day, this Snow Spirit Rabbit would hide in the grass and follow her. She, thinking about it, has stayed in Tianze Mountain for hundreds of years.

"I see that she has a good heart, and I feel at ease staying by Ale's side." Wuyou picked up Su Huan and went to Wangyou Pavilion. She looked back at Qingxu, and hesitated to speak.

Su Huan woke up after lying on the couch for two days. She struggled to see Le Zhao, "Wait a minute, she is emotionally unstable now",

Wuyou said, "Then I'll go back to the clan first. In recent days, the demon wolf tribe has frequently harassed me." Su Huan landed, looked at Wuyou and Qingxu, and said, "She has experienced the hardships that I have, but only two or three hundred years. , but in the future, there will be thousands of years, thousands of years."

Su Huan let out a breath, "Time will erase everything, and she will finally see me clearly in front of me, how did I treat her?".

After Su Huan left, Wuyou and Qingxu stood quietly in front of the cliff of Wangyou Pavilion, looking at Guyue Peak in the distance, a Bihuaqiong tree reflected in that pool of water.

That was the place she had guarded for hundreds of years, and she never thought that one day, she would be able to see it from Wangyou Peak.

"Su Huan said that there will be thousands or even thousands of years in the future, and one day the resentment and resentment of the past will all dissipate."

Wuyou said indifferently, "Don't ask about the past, don't ask for the future, just cherish this moment", she looked sideways at Qingxu, "You may wish to stay in Tianze Mountain".

Qing Xu pursed her lips, the breeze blew through her hair, she remained silent for a long time, Wuyou knew she was hesitating, so she didn't force her to agree.

When Su Huan returned to Huling Mountain, he saw Jingzhao standing in front of the mountain, and greeted him with folded arms, and said with a smile, "Immortal White Tiger, how are you doing these days?",

Su Huan replied, "I've seen the First Prince, but I don't know why you came to Huling Mountain?".

Jing Zhao took out an invitation card from his sleeve, "Ten days will be the birthday of the emperor and empress, please come to Baihu Xianjun",

Su Huan took it, and said calmly, "Why do you need the prince to come in person for such a trivial matter?".

Jing Zhao avoided answering, but looked at Su Huan's face, and asked, "Immortal Monarch's complexion is not good, but the old trouble is not healed? The elixir I sent last time is useful, and I will send some more tomorrow."

"No need", Su Huan quickly refused, she frowned slightly, her blue eyes dimmed, "Just rest for a few days, please take care of me, Prince."

Seeing that Su Huan didn't want to invite him to the Tiger Clan, Jing Zhao stood there in embarrassment and asked, "Is Xianjun still blaming Jing Zhao for his drunken abruptness that day?".

Until a figure approached in the distance, "Welcome Your Highness the First Prince", Elder Bai Cang shouted loudly while leaning on a cane.

"Alright, Bai Cang, you are greeting the eldest prince. I still have injuries on my body, so I won't accompany you." Su Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly disappeared in front of Huling Mountain.

Jing Zhao stared at her back in a daze, brushed his fingers over the brocade bag at his waist, and remained silent, "Your Highness, please follow Xiaoxian to the hall," Bai Cang said respectfully,

Jing Zhao blinked slowly, nodded his head and said proudly, "Elder Lao will lead the way, please."

Ten days later, the [-]th birthday of the Empress Chang Xi, the Immortal Palace is filled with verdant pine trees, dragon scales, auspicious birds flying together, lush bamboos, phoenix tails intertwined, dragons and phoenixes whistling together, circling endlessly.

The dragon and phoenix clans came to congratulate one after another, not to mention the immortals of the ten continents and three islands, the immortals of the 24 caves, and the immortals of all palaces and halls, all went together.

Even the mysterious god of Tianze Mountain came.

Although the emperor and empress are husband and wife, they still have their own fairy peak palaces. Wuyou takes Qingxu to the Qilin Palace where Changxi entertains guests in the fairy world.

You can see the Qilin Temple, with golden and green shadows on the red walls, light and hazy clouds, Hongqiao crossing the clear water, and fragrant lotus flowers in the low stream. There are unicorns in the water, spraying out rainbows and flowing colors, and Qianxun snow waves flying.

Wuyou Shi Shiran sat down, and with a wave of his hand, Qing Xu who was standing beside him also sat down, "I heard that the Yunzheng Lingwu tea in Zhaoxia Peak is made from cloud chalcedony that has been formed for thousands of years. The mist gathers water and brews it, which not only has a refreshing fragrance and sweetness in the mouth, but also has an endless taste, and it is also very beneficial to spiritual practice.”

Wuyou raised his hand to pour tea, pushed it to Qingxu, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "You have a taste...".

Bang bang bang, all the gods who were staring at the two of them were so shocked that the teacups, fairy fruits and treasures in their hands fell to the ground one after another.

Is this, is this still, that god who lives in seclusion in Tianze Mountain all year round, is moody, has a strong evil spirit, and is aloof?

Qingxu lowered her eyes, pushed the teacup back, and said in a low voice, "This is not right",

"What's wrong? You can just drink tea." Wuyou raised his eyes and glanced away, startled the little fairies looked away, pretending to be busy.

"Antarctic old man, you are here too", a familiar voice sounded, swaggering over,

"I've seen the little fairy", "I haven't seen you for a long time, the little fairy has lost a lot", the little fairies saluted one after another and made way for them.

"That's right, I've lost a lot of weight recently due to the trouble of transcribing the fairy book." The man patted Xiaoxian on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Go to your Wuji fairy cave some other day and pick some Wuji fruits to eat."

Xiaoxian wrinkled her face, her face was distressed, and she still smiled wryly, "It's easy to say, easy to say",

"Grandpa Yue, do you have the kind of red string that I asked you for last time? Is my daughter waiting for it?",

"Hey, don't pull the old man's beard, this, this, apart from the marriage bestowed by the emperor of heaven, how can there be a red rope that can't be pulled?" Yue Lao hid back.

Wuyou's forehead twitched slightly, he was holding the teacup in his hand, and slapped it heavily on the desk, everyone was quiet for a while, following the sound, they saw the black-robed god in front of the desk, with a sullen expression on his face.

Just as someone was about to run away, Wuyou yelled in a deep voice, "Get over here!".

Jiang Ling touched his nose. After coming out of Kunlun Mountain, his skin was white and smooth, his dark eyes were agile and cunning, he lowered his head and brewed his emotions for a while, and shouted, "Qing Ling, I miss the gods." He ran over crying.

Worry-free forehead twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "I said, transcribe the records of the immortals a hundred times, otherwise, I will not leave Kunlun."

Jiang Ling knelt beside her, slowly waved his sleeves, and a hill of fairy books appeared, suppressing the corners of his proudly upturned mouth, and honestly said, "The copying is over".

"It's really capable." Wuyou picked up a few books and flipped through them. Most of the handwriting was similar, but when she looked carefully, not to mention a certain book, even the handwriting on different pages of the same book had slight differences. The book was thrown on the ground, "Come on, how many people copied it for you?".

I have long known that the Queen Mother of the West can't control this little bastard at all, and she is lawless.

"Shenjun, Jiang Ling knew that he was wrong", Jiang Ling immediately admitted his mistake, pouted his mouth, put his arms around Wuyou's arm, and said pitifully, "Jing Ling misses Xiaoyao, and wants to see her soon."

"Hmph", Wuyou ignored her, put the brochure aside, and asked, "What are you doing here?",

"Of course it's for Yunzheng Lingwu tea..." Jiang Ling changed the subject, "It's for Xiaoyao." She opened her innocent eyes, glanced at the cup of tea on the table, and secretly swallowed.

Qingxu gently pushed the Yunzheng Lingwu tea on the table in front of Jiang Ling, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Fairy is so kind", Jiang Ling smiled, and took it out of his hand,

Just caught a glimpse of Wuyou's cold eyes, and reluctantly pushed back to Qingxu, "Fairy drink it, and the spirit will just ask for a sip",

Wuyou couldn't bear to see her pretending to be pitiful, and handed her the tea in front of her, "Thank you, God", and Jiang Ling happily sat beside her, drinking tea on his knees.