Bancheng Fengyue

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She walked around the South Garden. The usually deserted garden seemed a bit crowded today because of the addition of hundreds of disciples from other halls. A group of little fairies were too busy to deliver tea and cakes. Everyone was tired. out of breath.

There were piles of joking disciples in twos and threes, even if there was no Shaoyi, it turned out that he was also very good at hiding.

Xuan Yi was irritated when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder, Zhi Xi, who had been busy greeting the disciples of the other hall, was so tired that her forehead was dripping with sweat, she gave her a plate of tea and smiled slightly: "Are you hungry? I secretly left something good for you, Gu Ting and Fu Cang are over there, go sit and eat, I will go there when I am free."

After speaking, she ran away again, like a spinning top, and had no time to sit down and rest.

Xuan Yi lowered his head to look at the porcelain plate in his hand, inside were four pieces of golden chestnut jelly cake, which was not a good thing, but this was the only one that was better in the tea brought by Gu Ting last time, so she kept picking it up and eating it, which made Zhi Xi thought she would like to eat this.

Gu Ting helped Cang and the others sit under a willow. Gu Ting was waving at her. She was very unwilling to go there, but she didn't want to disobey Zhixi's kindness. After a moment's pause, she still walked slowly towards the willow .

"Your injury is healed?" Gu Ting couldn't help being surprised seeing her walking very swiftly, didn't it mean that Zhuyin's injury healed very slowly? It took only one year for her to heal the wound that would take thirty years to heal, which is simply a miracle.

Xuan Yi sat on the stone bench with a smile, and said, "My supernatural power is meager, and I don't have any physical skills, so the wound will naturally grow back quickly."

Gu Ting couldn't figure out the coherence of her words, he and she would never be able to chat together, she had to ponder for a long time before he could figure out her weird thoughts, so he didn't speak at all, and just told her Poured a cup of tea, and continued the topic with Fu Cang with a smile: "It is said that you have awakened the way of swordsmanship, and you should go to a dream for a thousand years, are you ready? Sleeping for a thousand years is not very comfortable."

Xuan Yi was burying her head in drinking tea and eating snacks, when the words "a dream of a thousand years" suddenly entered her ears, her hand trembled, and the teacup was knocked over by her, spilling tea all over her skirt.

Never seen this little princess so reckless, Gu Ting watched in amazement that the hem of her frosty lotus dress was stained by the tea, and with a flick of his fingertips, the tea seeped from the hem of the skirt drop by drop. Come out, flow on the grass, and the frost-colored lotus clothes are clean and dry again.

Xuan Yi was surprised: "Brother Gu Ting, what kind of technique is this?"

Gu Ting was a little proud: "My father taught me these few months, so we should learn some techniques. In case of any accidents, we should also have more self-protection methods."

He is not stupid after all, once Xuanyi came to help Cang, he didn't speak, and when he mentioned Yimengqiannian, he spilled her tea. He didn't intend to stay here to get in the way, so he got up and smiled immediately: "I'll help Senior Sister Zhixi greet the other disciples , come here later."

...that's the worst-case scenario. There was a dead silence under the willow tree, Xuan Yi was eating tea slowly, Fu Cang on the opposite side was as motionless as a statue, she also didn't move, why did she leave? He should go if he wants to go.

As a result, he moved in the next moment, Xuan Yi almost jumped up as if struck by lightning, and Gu Ting's cup of tea also fell down with a clang.

Holding the teapot, Fu Cang glanced at her indifferently—it turned out that he just wanted to pour tea.

She squeezed half a grain of tea and turned her head away from him. No, after seeing him today, she seemed to be a little bit off, startled, too ugly.

Xuan Yi put his empty teacup on the table, hooked his fingers: "teapot."

Who is she arrogantly commanding? Fu Cang looked at her, and finally pushed the teapot to her hand. Xuan Yi slowly filled himself with tea, bowed his head in thought for a moment, and suddenly said, "Are you going to dream for a thousand years?"

The face of the white-clothed **** on the opposite side was calm, without any fluctuations. He looked at her for a while with dark and deep eyes, and said in a low voice: "What is it?"

Xuan Yi was stunned for a long time, but she had nothing to say, she really couldn't "what".

She frowned, and said lightly: "It's nothing, congratulations to Senior Brother Fucang."

The golden chestnut paste cake was becoming more and more unpalatable, she simply threw it aside, lowered her head and slowly picked the closed-eyed dragon on her sleeve with her nails. After a long time, she suddenly whispered cautiously, "Senior Brother Fu Cang, will it be a thousand years before we see you again?"

Fu Cang recalled that day in the sunlight, she asked almost the same question, with a trace of loneliness on her face, and the cold long hair held in his palm... He closed his eyes abruptly, and all his struggles turned into nothingness. It was so hard and difficult that even now, she was still trying to drag him down.

Should not continue to sink, the absurd ambiguity should have ended as early as Qingqiu.

Xuan Yi waited for a long time, only to wait for him to drink tea in silence, what about his Hua Xu etiquette? It was the same just now, without saying hello, and even before, he did a series of evil deeds to her by pinching her shoulders, neck, fingers, and wrists.

She got up with a sullen face, suddenly she didn't want to stay here for a moment. She couldn't tell if she didn't want to see him as cold as ice, or she didn't want to see herself in complete defeat.

Xuan Yi angrily turned around and left.

I can't touch it anymore, the dark silver thread embroidery on his cuffs, only she knows what it feels like to pick those embroidery. Only she knew what it was like to sleep in his sleeve. He didn't smell at all, and he was as clean as the wind from the God Realm.

And the feel of his hot lips on his fingertips.

Xuan Yi's face was suddenly blushed, but soon became pale again.

Those are nothing, she quickened her pace. Those are really nothing, nothing.

The silver bell-like laughter of the goddesses came along the breeze on the Waka Lake. Xuan Yi squinted his eyes and looked over. Shaoyi, who had been missing before, was surrounded like stars holding the moon. He was leisurely and smiled. happy.

She would make him never laugh again.

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When Xuanyi arrived at Huawu, Shaoyi was chatting and laughing with Yingying, Yanyan and a group of young goddesses. She estimated that he accounted for at least half of the female disciples in the other palace in the garden today, and she really didn't know what he was up to.

A goddess covered his eyes with a veil, and another goddess beside him giggled and said, "Shaoyi, do you want golden chestnut paste cake or mung bean cold cake?"

Shaoyi's voice sounded a different kind of temptation: "I want to eat you."

The goddesses laughed so loudly that they trembled, and they suddenly saw Xuan Yi slowly approaching. The gods saw the tattoo of the closed-eyed dragon on her clothes, and couldn't help but change their colors one after another—it was the princess of the Zhuyin clan! Xuan Yi put his finger on his lips to signal them to be quiet, and pointed his other finger outside Huawu.

It's broken, could it be that Zhuyin's little princess is jealous? Who among them can offend Zhuyin? At that moment, the goddesses retreated in silence, and ran out of Huawu in one go.

Xuanyi quietly walked to Shaoyi's side~www.novelmt.com~ Turning over his palm, a cloud of white snow appeared, and he threw it into his mouth, he let out a "huh" and was covered in pain for a long time Can't hold my head up.

"Is it delicious?" She spread the handkerchief on the floor, sat gracefully beside him, and asked slowly.

Shaoyi pulled off the veil on the bottom, covered his lips and turned his head to look at her, frowning almost to the point of knotting.

Xuan Yi picked up the teapot from the ground, kindly poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Rinse your mouth."

Shaoyi poured down a cup of tea without saying a word, and when he put the cup away, a rare coldness appeared on his usually smiling face: "You are too reckless."

Xuan Yi said indifferently: "Brother Shaoyi, it has been a day or two since I acted recklessly, please don't forgive me. I am very displeased with your tricky attitude. If I am displeased, I must call the person who displeased me." Even more unpleasant."

"So?" Shaoyi asked back.

"Do you love to get close to the goddesses?" Xuan Yi looked at him and smiled, "What you said that day in Qingqiu reminded me of now, if you don't tell me the truth, you don't want to get close to the goddesses, Zhongshan Dragon God Zhu Yin, you will do what you say."