Er Jian Yue Nu waved her sleeves and waved the wind, and the gentle wind lifted everyone up without actually making them kneel down.
The gentle sunshine in the morning shines very warmly on her solemn Jianzong school uniform. Her voice is very pleasant, like the sound of bamboo bells in the wind. It is difficult for people to feel the awe that an immortal should have: "I have taken the liberty to come to visit. , you don’t have to be restrained, I would like to ask if there have been any foreign women in this village in recent days.”
The two cats who were still lying in the flowers were as motionless as if they were frozen. Their eyes were wide open, and then they winked at each other quickly.
'We must not let Senior Sister Yuenv know that they have done such stupid things! '
The couple who reached a consensus huddled up into two cat balls, hiding all their claws, trying to cover themselves with the help of dense flowers.
As soon as the villagers heard this, they knew that this fairy came to look for the Great Immortal Yun regularly. Aunt Zeng said: "You are talking about the Great Immortal Yun Rongyun. She has been near our Rongjia Village in recent days."
Yue Nu searched almost all over Xiaozhou Mountain but could not find Junior Sister Yunrong. Although there shouldn't be any accidents at the feet of the Immortal, her search was fruitless, and she was inevitably a little anxious. She hurriedly asked: "Can you Can you please guide me the way?"
Aunt Zeng shook her head and said: "Daxian Yun has been elusive all day long. She always comes to see us. How can we find her? But immortals, don't be anxious. The cat raised by Daxian Yun is here. If you have With your psychic ability, you can let this cat take you to find the Great Immortal Yun."
The Yue girl was astonished.
Junior sister Yun Rong... actually has a cat?
She was pretty good at raising swords, so how could she suddenly become so interested in raising cats?
Following the direction of her finger, the Yue girl looked at two dumplings, one black and one white, nestled together, with the black one on top and the white one on the bottom, just like the Double Happiness balls fried into skewers for children to eat during the New Year.
When the Yue girl's eyes touched them, the two cats' eyes instantly looked away with guilt.
Yue Nu asked: "She raised these two cats?"
Aunt Zeng said in a sour tone: "How can that be possible? The more handsome white cat Huan Taohua is the cat raised by Yun Daxian, and the other one is his cat wife, who was deliberately brought to us today to show off."
Yue Nu was amused by the two cats. She walked over and looked at the peach blossoms.
It was actually a nine-life cat spirit.
No wonder, no wonder these mortals said that Junior Sister has a cat.
This isn't a cat, it's clearly a little sword spirit.
Is it really interesting for Sword Spirit to marry a wife?
She picked up Taohua and gently opened the hair on his forehead with her fingers, and she saw the silver moon sword mark hidden under the hair.
That's right, it is indeed Junior Sister Yunrong's new sword spirit.
Yue Nu breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the little sword spirit is still in its infancy, its nine lives have long been cut off from the blood inheritance in the six realms. When it comes to the future, it is probably more valuable than the demon king in Fengzhi Island.
I never expected that Junior Sister Yun Rong, Xiao Zhoushan and his party would find a treasure as a blessing in disguise.
Since then, she doesn't have to worry about the sect master's censure, let alone the sect master's abolition of her status as young master's wife.
Yue Nu felt a chill in her heart when she thought that the sect master actually wanted to bring her and the young master together.
Fortunately, fortunately, all this is over.
"Little Sword Spirit, is your name Taohua? I am your master's senior sister. Can you take me to see your master?"
Balian was held tightly in her arms, and he and Yun Rong were squeezed together, one on the left and one on the right. The two cat faces showed expressions of hopelessness in synchronization.
In the end, the dignified Fourth Sword of Tianxi and the young master of Tianxi Sword Sect joined hands and turned into cats to tease the villagers. After all, they still failed to deceive Yue Nu.
Crossing the cloud fairy boat, sailing towards Tianxi.
Balian lay listlessly on the bow guardrail, letting the cold wind wash over his face, his sword and robe fluttering wildly.
Yun Rong stood beside him, looking at Dongfang Qiming. His usually clear eyes seemed to be dead at this moment.
Although Yue Nu promised not to tell the fourth person about the matter, the two of them still could not forget the uncontrollable look on Yue Nu's face when she promised to keep it a secret and tried to suppress a smile.
"Alas." Balian sighed: "Now we have left the handle in the hands of Senior Sister Yuenv. When we meet her in the future, we must show more respect."
Yun Rong rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a headache: "Second Senior Sister has a good temper, you can rest assured about this."
The sky and the earth are vast, and the floating clouds make the entire fairy boat look ethereal.
Balian looked back at the empty bow deck, his eyes suddenly moved, and he transformed into the cat's peach blossom appearance again, and jumped into Yun Rong's arms.
He suddenly asked in a cold voice: "Senior sister named me Peach Blossom, was it because I also have a peach blossom on my body?"
It was extremely cold at the height of the fairy boat and the wind was extremely strong.
The cat in his arms was small. Yun Rong was worried that the cat would be blown away by the wind, so he folded his arms to hug him tightly.
She looked at him with lowered eyebrows, knowing that he was referring to the birthmark on her body, and couldn't help but smile: "Even I don't know why I gave you such a tacky name, and you know it? And what are you doing?" What is it? Aren’t you enough for making idle jokes? Change it back quickly."
"Okay." Balian curled up in her arms, saying he was diligent, but his body didn't move at all.
Yun Rong narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to pull out the cat's whiskers: "Who are you trying to fool?"
Balian raised his head and smiled softly. His eyes were clean, sincere and serious.
Facing Mao'er's aqua blue eyes, Yun Rong's stretched-out fingers suddenly trembled, and she curled back timidly. She turned her face away, her neck and ears turning red.
It was obvious that several days had passed, but his "ok" made her understand.
He was not promising her that she should change back, but he was clearly replying to the wish she had given that night.
She said: Junior brother, let’s have a baby together.
He replied: OK.
The reply came exactly three days later, but it didn’t feel late at all.
It was this reply that was not delayed at all, and Yun Rong suddenly understood that her life was probably over.
She saw all living beings without intention, but she didn't know that he among all living beings had finally become an extraneous branch in her stable years, so that she no longer obsessed with the snow on the mountain and the sword in her hand.
Yun Rong never thought that one day, there would be such a person who would make her want to enjoy the rivers, mountains and rivers in spring, summer, autumn and winter with him, see everything in the world, and make a living by collecting firewood and fishing.
I want to be with him, taste the joy of the world, and be a secular couple for a time.
A wise man does not fall in love, and when she meets him, she will not be a wise man.
"Actually, senior sister doesn't have to compete with Cuihua for food." Balian raised his head in her arms and gently licked the peach blossoms under her shoulders and chest through her clothes.
"Because senior sister can only raise one cat. The cat is yours and I am yours."
"So next time, no matter what I look like, Ah Rong won't be able to recognize me anymore."
The faint words were spoken with great solemnity, and the subtle change of title, from senior sister to Ah Rong, carried a lingering feeling that was difficult to express. Although it was not a word of love, it was more like a word of love.
Slowly, the woman, who had never had deep feelings before, also blushed, as if drinking, her eyes were burning.
The wind collects and the clouds disperse, and the boat reaches the other side of the mountain.
The moon is in the sky, the cat is in my arms, the wind is on my shoulders, and it snows all year round and I don’t know how many seasons it’s cold.
The gentle moon and night will make people gradually lose their sobriety, so that in this late spring with crimson everywhere, Yun Rong gradually forgets what year and night he lost the cat, broke the sword, and lost him.
A shocking past, a painful disaster that makes people understand.
She remembered that during the Tianyun War, the demonic river revived and spread across the world, unleashing a boundless sea of demonic calamity and desire.
Erhe Burial Heart set up the Heluo chess game, and Tianxi died with the third sword in the sea of sky clouds. The body was incomplete and was eaten by rotten vultures.
The Twelve Swords of the Tianxi set up a siege plan, but for some unknown reason, the demons knew the news in advance. The siege failed, and instead they were trapped in the Tianyun Fu Mountain, unable to reach the sky and the earth.
Buried Heart controlled the blood demon, and the blood demon exiled thousands of hectares of essence and blood, turned into a hundred thousand desolate fires and burned the mountains, and twelve swords were broken.
Only the sword spirit of the Snow-Cleaning Sword is special. It can hold down the Fushan Mountain with three thousand cloud swords, and it can withstand the desolate fire in March without breaking. Nine lives of the sword spirit perished and eight lives were lost. Later, she broke the sword with her own hands, which kept the sword spirit from being destroyed. Ushering in reinforcements, breaking the sky.
The Tianxi Sword Sect's vitality was severely damaged after this battle. The young master succeeded to the throne of the Sword Sect, summoned Tianshan, took the sword stone, and reshaped the Thirteen Swords.
There are twelve of the Thirteen Swords, and the sword spirits are all destroyed, especially the sword souls enshrined on the Tianshan Mountains. It is not difficult to recreate the complete Thirteen Swords.
Only the fourth Snow-washing Sword has been broken, but the spirit of the sword is still there. If the spirit of the sword does not return with the old sword, it will be difficult to create a new sword.
Sword Master Yu ordered Si Jian Yunrong to personally retrieve the lost sword spirit during the battle in order to achieve great righteousness, bring it back to the mountain gate and throw it into the Sin Sword Pond to transfer the spirit body, there must be no mistake!
In this regard, Yun Rong was extraordinarily insistent and disobedient. She finally took off her clan robe, took off her remaining sword, returned to the mountain gate and left the mountain gate.
That was the first time she gave up her sword.
When she wakes up, thousands of years have passed, the world is full of beauty, the clouds are in her sleeves, and when she looks back, she can hardly find the heart of the bright moon and the clear breeze.
Eventually, the mountains and rivers are changing, and I am alone and alone. I can't see the mountains and rivers in this mortal world, and it's hard to see the old people.
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"How long will you continue to be in a daze?!" An anxious shout interrupted her long-lasting memories.
Suddenly, all five senses returned, and dreams and awakenings intertwined.
Under the eyes, the bright red eyes and pale lips looked like a face of a human ghost, very close at hand.
Next to them was Yun Rong's familiar shout, because the clothes of the two were half-undressed, and spring scenery could be seen everywhere among the peach blossom treetops on a cold night.
As the fourth sword of Tianxi, Yun Rong couldn't get close to these two people because of their charming appearance, but he also couldn't see the 'inner demon' carrying the same face and body as his own and wreaking havoc in this scene.
The skin that was exposed to the night was chilled by the wind. Yun Rong looked at the person in front of him, and the emotion slowly overflowing from his eyes was not the joy of seeing each other again after a long separation, but indescribable sadness.
It’s hard to see the old person...
It’s hard to see the old person...
But didn't she find it after all?
Walking through trees and flowers, traveling across mountains and rivers, she will eventually meet you. She will meet the person who makes her want to say goodbye even to the end of time.
"Junior brother, I have not broken my promise."
The falling flowers rustled, and the fingers passed through the thin mist, and the peach petals that gently fell on the snowy arms slid gently along the skin and fell into her collarbone.
Yun Rong held the boy's wet cheeks, leaned forward and kissed his lips.
The woman's kiss was shallow and cool, as clean as the first snow in winter.
The crystal liquid rolled down from the end of her eyes and turned into beads. Her picturesque eyebrows were moistened with tears and became more profound. The sky was far away and the earth was far away, and everything was still.
Even after she took his pale lips into her mouth and turned them bright red, showing a very healthy color, she was still not satisfied and turned her back. She hugged Balian's neck with her left hand and hooked his belt with her right hand.
She gently but lingeringly grabbed the air from his mouth, her voice was soft and hoarse, and her fingers rubbed his waist: "I have not broken my promise. You said that no matter what you look like, you want me to recognize you, and I did it. "
But this time it was him who didn't recognize her anymore.
But she didn't blame him. Between his lips and teeth, between his brows and eyes, it was enough that he could be here and make her like him year after year.
The little black cat found her little white cat, and that was enough.
She was no longer his lazy bitch.
In this life, she will be the one to support him.
In that deep twilight night, she came to be his star in the eternal darkness.
Balian didn't understand, but was still distracted by her words. His eyes were on fire, reflecting her, and he nodded unconsciously, as if in response.
A pair of eyes that were burnt red by the succubus poison could not find any trace of their true colors. Balian, who was supposed to be getting more and more crazy, suddenly became gentle for some reason.
He half-hugged her body that was blown cold by the wind. The vertical red mark between her eyebrows turned dark, faintly revealing a bit of possessed bones. The fairy tear embedded in her chest gave off a full light in the dusk. .
He leaned his head on her shoulder and whispered, "Arong."
A'luo, who was locked in a cocoon, rubbed his palms against the thorns and vines until they were dripping with blood, as if he was in a dream. His eyes were soulless and hollow, and his nails were cracked and unnoticed.
Her voice was faint and a little hesitant: "Why is he meowing like a cat at this time? Why is he! Stop! Stop and speak clearly!"
The black-robed Yunrong felt very strange. Dark Road Demon Lord, your husband is almost sleeping with someone else, but you are still struggling with meowing?
Is this being driven crazy?
Yun Rong closed her eyes and ignored A'rao's voice, letting his hot fingers touch her waist.
The dress on her body was half-stripped, and the red and black sword dress fell loosely from her shoulders. The exquisitely carved shoulders and waist outlined exquisite and graceful lines. The Zongpei ring and jade hung messily on the branches, looking lonely and cold. The wind blows, making a cooling sound like the flowing water of a clear spring stone.
The night among the shadows of the trees suddenly became hazy, and from time to time, several uneasy roars like the roars of monsters could be heard in the distance.
The black-robed Yunrong was stagnant for a long time, struggling constantly on his face. He looked at the lively scene in front of him. Although he had the intention to stop it, after tightening his fists, he still stretched out his hand to create a space barrier, blocking the outside world.
She finally couldn't bear it anymore, her face was livid, she was ready to go up and beat the mandarin duck with her sword.
For a moment, the anger actually made her forget the fear of being dominated by the little corpse demon not long ago.
The black-robed Yunrong came behind Bai Lian, raised the sword in his hand, and before unsheathing the sword, he whipped up a gust of wind and hit him hard on the head.
It seems that he is planning to wake up this guy who has a spermatozoon in his head.
"boom!"
Balian's head was hit so hard that the scourge in his eyes suddenly dissipated. He grabbed the black-robed Yunrong's sword again and turned around slowly.
The belt that was being hooked by Yun Rong's fingers was finally untied.
A small portion of her pale and thin narrow waist was now exposed. The wound on her abdomen that had been kissed by a snake no longer bleeds and turned red, but glowed blue as if frozen in ice. It was exactly the same as those spirits. The transformed succubus state is similar.
