"Xiao Moss!"
In the busy city, someone happily called Wang Xiaotai.
Wang Xiaotai stopped stiffly. This was Wang Fuyao's voice.
If it was just Wang Fuyao, she would certainly have nothing to stop at, but next to Wang Fuyao, Li Jiutuan, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, was also looking at her with a smile.
When he saw the two of them, Xiaoyu, who had been following him, silently disappeared into the crowd.
This is their agreement. Their relationship is like walking in the dark night. Except for a few people they already know, it will never be exposed to others.
Wang Xiaotai looked at Wang Fuyao and Li Jiutuan, who were standing together in perfect harmony. The coldness came quietly under the bright sunlight and invaded her bone marrow silently, making her hands and feet slightly stiff.
For a moment, she thought of that stormy night on Lishan Mountain, of Ao Shun's desperate struggle in her hands, of the cruel test and torture in the Mirror of Questioning, of the thousands of soul ashes dissipated between heaven and earth. Cold and hard smell······
The appearance of Li Jiutuan brought these dangers to her again.
His hands shook unconsciously, and Wang Xiaotai put on a stiff smile, forced herself to look into the eyes of Li Jiutuan and Wang Fuyao, and walked towards them.
The bright moon, the fine wine, the flowers and trees, the shadows.
The Tao Xian Tower also opened in this small place with no name. Wang Xiaotai waved her sleeves and occupied the entire building amidst the surprised eyes of everyone in the Tao Xian Tower. However, she only set up an exquisite table in the small courtyard behind the Tao banquet.
Today's Xianxian Tower is just for banquet for Wang Fuyao and Li Jiutuan.
They said they got a letter asking for help from Wang Xiaotai at the Laomu Palace, and then went down the mountain to look for someone.
Li Jiutuan said that Xu Fu from the mountain had also gone down the mountain a few days ago and was missing now. After finding Wang Xiaotai, he would go and take Xu Fu back to his mother's palace.
Wang Xiaotai also specially took out the fairy wine Lan Ke Yimeng that she had treasured for many years. It is said that Chun Yufen who had Lan Ke Yimeng drank this kind of wine before he became drunk and had a thousand-year dream.
This wine has been lost in the mortal world, but the wine-loving immortals in the heaven got the recipe of this wine in the winemaker's dream and brewed this wine. From then on, this wine was only passed down to the immortals.
Wang Fuyao curiously put the wine glass to the tip of her nose and smelled it. She had only heard of this kind of wine, but she had only heard of its name for a long time, but not the wine.
The wine is not transparent as is popular in the world, but a green color that is almost golden. Under the light, the light penetrates the wine. When you gently sway the wine glass, the wine can't help but tremble as brightly as the waves in the forest. The wave, coupled with the fact that when the wine was just poured out of the flask, there was a melodious breath of distant mountains.
The small cup seems to contain a vibrant spring.
"This glass of wine is so special. It smells so full of life." Wang Fu shook the glass and praised it.
Wang Xiaotai also poured herself a glass of rotten Ke Yimeng, "If this wine is just like this, of course it cannot be considered a fairy brew."
"The wonderful thing is that the wine tastes different for everyone."
Wang Xiaotai showed them her wine glass. The stars were rippling inside, like a small galaxy flowing. The flowers were fragrant. It didn't smell like wine, but rather like a cup of fresh and timeless scented tea.
The two glasses of wine were completely different, but they were clearly poured from the same wine flask.
"The immortal who made the wine said that this wine is called Lanke Yimeng, but everyone's desires are different, so how can the dream be the same, so the Lanke Yimeng that everyone drinks tastes different."
"It is said that anyone who drinks this bad dream will dream of what they want most."
Wang Xiaomo raised her hand and drank all the wine in the glass. Wang Xiaomo put down the glass and raised her eyes, her brows were blurred, her lips turned light red due to the alcohol, and the Guanyin red mole on the center of her eyebrows added a bit of color for no reason. The warm spiritual energy dispersed like frost in the courtyard, and a tree of flowers and leaves rolled and fell leisurely on her face.
Wang Fuyao also followed her and drank the whole glass of Lanke Yimeng. After drinking, his eyes straightened and he sat blankly aside. He didn't speak for a long time. He was obviously shocked by the wine that he had never tasted before.
Wang Xiaotai slowly moved the wine glass that Li Jiutuan had never touched in front of him. The glass was swaying with beautiful sparkling liquid. Before she even realized it, a red wine halo appeared on her cheeks. "Elder brother, why don't you drink?"
"Little moss..."
Li Jiutuan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to her, but paused, not knowing how to continue.
"Are you... happy now?"
Wang Xiaotai smiled, what's the problem?
She thought Li Jiutuan would ask her about the 600,000 tombs, she thought Li Jiutuan would ask her about Ao Shun's death, she thought Li Jiutuan would say a lot, but what did Li Jiutuan say?
Are you happy?
Wang Xiaotai lowered her head. The thick bangs were no longer in front of her eyes, but she still habitually lowered her head in front of Li Jiutuan and did not look into his eyes.
Under the shadow, the corners of Wang Xiaotai's mouth quirked up in a strange way, grinning a big smile that no one could see, but said in a crying voice: "I'm happy, senior brother, I can cultivate immortality. I have immortal roots. I have immortality." With my godhead, I can live for thousands of years, of course I am happy."
"I'm just... so happy."
"I heard that you are Empress Fuyao now, Xiaomo. Fuyao doesn't know that you knew her before, but... did you mean to call her Empress Fuyao on purpose?" Li Jiutuan sighed, " You are stealing her fate and destiny.”
"So what," Wang Xiaotai replied softly, "She even agreed."
Li Jiutuan shook his head, with a sense of resentment that iron cannot become steel, "I'm not worried about her, she is destined by fate, Xiao Tai, everything she encounters is just the hardships on her way to becoming a god, and all kinds of hardships are increasing. The body is just to make her Taoist heart firm and become a god in one day."
"Xiao Moss, it's you I'm worried about."
"Those who play with fate will be played by fate in the end."
"Fuyao's destiny... Xiaomo, if you can't bear it, one day you will pay a heavy price for it."
"Call Xiao Tai's name back, and give Fuyao's name back to her."
"Xiao Tai, just listen to your senior brother."
"Don't avenge what you can't avenge."
Li Jiutuan remembered that Wang Xiaotai once asked him about Wang Fuyao in his mother's palace. Li Jiutuan said that Wang Fuyao was destined by fate and was born to be the morning star. The tragedy of 600,000 people in Jinghe River was destined to be solved by Wang Fuyao. Justice.
Even though Wang Xiaotai knew all this, she still chose the name Fuyao as her Taoist name, spread the name of Empress Fuyao to Jiuzhou, and even changed Wang Fuyao's own name to Zhenren Ciyun.
This is a provocation to the way of heaven, and this is stealing Wang Fuyao's destiny.
Even if you want revenge, you should use your own name instead of using Fuyao's name to deceive Heaven.
Wang Xiaotai looked forward and said in a low voice, "What if I say no?"
"What if I risk my life to earn a share of my destiny from the sky?"
"Elder brother, what are you going to do?"
"Open the barrier of the Old Mother Palace and tell everyone what I did?"
Wang Xiaotai raised her pale face to look at Li Jiutuan, slowly tightened her palms, and held on to the wine glass tightly, refusing to let go, "Elder brother, if I refuse, are you going to kill me?"
If Li Jiutuan wanted to kill Wang Xiaotai, he only had to open the barrier of the Old Mother Palace and release the scene of Ao Shun's death. He didn't even have to get his hands dirty.
At that moment, Wang Xiaotai had even thought about her last words. The two dragons had already made her life worse than death, and made her the enemy of the entire dragon clan. She had no other choice but to die quickly.
"Of course not!" Li Jiutuan looked at the stubborn little girl in front of him. He was always good at communicating with others and didn't know what to say. "Don't worry, no one will ever know what happened in that yard. I have used many barriers to cover it up, and as long as I am still alive, your story will not be spread."
"When Fuyao went up the mountain, she mentioned that she wanted to visit your yard, but I refused. Even she doesn't know about you."
"Old Mother Palace will not take over anything related to the Dragon Clan from now on."
"Xiao Tai, what are you afraid of? You are my junior sister, and my senior brother will always be on your side."
"Believe me, senior brother, okay?"
Senior brother, he is a real male god, I cried to death T^T.
In fact, I have two outlines, one is the main plot of Xiao Tai, and the other is the main plot of Fuyao. They are interspersed with the two sides. But at the end, in my heart, Xiao Tai defeated Fuyao. Fuyao's story is a traditional one where the girl upgrades to fight monsters. Story, Xiao Tai... I don’t even know how many times I have cried for her. In my dreams at night, it was also Xiao Tai. Because I felt so sorry for her, I decided to make her appear as a unique heroine.
I have nothing else to ask for in this book. I just hope that Xiao Tai can be well written. I also really hope that when you read the book later, everyone will not hate Xiao Tai who is already a "villain" T^T.
