Text Volume Chapter 270 Yuan Xing Ji Capital, Luohu The winter twilight is like the sand in a dirty river, settling in the dusk and gradually turning into a grand scene.

Qing Yue is holding a pot of Begonia flowers in her hands. Begonias are not supposed to bloom in winter, but at this moment, her hands are emitting soft light, and the light shining on the Begonias seems to make the whole winter become warmer.

Mr. Eleven stood next to Qing Yue. In the vast vastness of the Big Horn Mountain, the two figures were not conspicuous, but they were both stunningly beautiful. One was cold and charming, while the other was softer.

Beautiful, the white face reflects the color of the snow, creating another kind of stunning color under the vast white snow.

"What do you see in this crabapple flower?"

Mr. Eleven's white clothes fluttered and he looked at Qing Yue's profile as he spoke.

Qingyue's fine eyelashes fluttered slightly, staring at the pink and white begonia flowers, silent and speechless.

Even if she stared hard at the begonia flower, even if she concentrated on the flowers and leaves as Mr. Eleven taught, the begonia flower was still a begonia flower, nothing special.

Seeing that Qing Yue didn't answer, Mr. Eleven looked at the blue halo emanating from Qing Yue's hand, thought for a moment, and suddenly said slowly: "This Begonia flower was given to me by the Master."

"At that time, I was still on Zhenwu Mountain, and the people on the mountain never noticed me. I lived in front of a cave. It was dark all year round, and I didn't know what was buried."

Mr. Eleven said with reminiscence in his eyes: "Actually, several of the four-story gentlemen have never seen the Master's real body. It was not until before the Master ascended to heaven that we stepped in for various reasons to see the Master's stay.

Only by learning can one become a disciple of the Master."

I sat next to you reading and teaching, and you became enlightened because of it."

"If you think about it carelessly, in the past year or so, he and you have only met a few times."

One star has thunder lingering under it, while another star is vast and small, each one has its own mystery.

Because before the wind, snow and stars, Long Zhu was holding a long sword with a cold light, and his face was full of determination and ice-heat.

In addition, since those days, Zhaoye has always been worried about the safety of Longzhu. With his mind stable, his recovery from his injuries has become faster.

Only at that moment, Bai Lu suddenly felt... there seemed to be something hidden in Mr. Eleven's heart.

It's really...beautiful.

"Qi Sheng..."

Countless trivial memories flowed into Qi Sheng's mind, receding into a throbbing wave like a tide.

The Taoist Deer Raider waved his hand, and the magical warrior who had already held two deer came up. The Taoist, covered in dust, jumped off the warrior's head.

"You have to go help me."

The scarlet parrot and green are extremely clever, and the overlapping calyx and heavy tarsus dazzle the sunset.

The same was true for Longzhu. I looked surprised and followed Lu Jing's eyes.

It was at that moment that the begonia flowers behind Qi Sheng's eyes suddenly emitted rays of light.

The visitor is none other than the first prince, Yu Xuanlou.

The Taoist Deer Breeder clapped his dusty hands together, tore off a piece of clothing and threw it out.

"The cultivation level of Zhaoxing is at the seventh level, but he can carry thousands of Tianjiao people at the foot of Linlow Mountain, and kill more than a hundred Tianjiao people. Among them, there are not even figures like Tong Xiuyan, Kaiyang Sword Seat, and Mingguang Heavenly King. He is worthy of the title.

There are many unparalleled talents, even if they are in the vast and small heavens, there are not many people like Mr.

The incarnation of Yuxuanlou's soul actually crossed a long distance and later met Longzhu.

This figure walked towards the low ground where Longzhu was and sat behind Longzhu and Teruya.

Mr. Eleven nodded: "Yes, it has been a few years."

"If everything you have seen before, you might as well think about the person buried in your heart.

The two deer sensed the starlight and were trembling.

Bai Lu became more and more confused and asked: "Sir, why is that?"

The white deer seemed to see some light and shadow.

"Even though your pharmacology coursework is heavy, you have never been lazy."

The expression of the Taoist Deer Raider from Taixuan Jing changed.

ps: Stop scolding, stop scolding, the plan is about to change, and there is no 10,000-character chapter tonight. Even if you stay up all night, you will write it. I will see if I kill you tomorrow to cheer up my family.

The light shines on Qi Sheng's face, but you don't seem to notice it.

The Taoist Deer Breeder murmured to himself, and I turned my head and thought for a moment, and said, "You thought that there would be one less Mr. Seven or one less Sword Armor that day, but when those two Yuan Stars appeared in the world, there was no one left in the sky that day.

Are we going to have one less Chen Baxian?"

Zhaoye didn't seem to understand, and looked at Longzhu with some doubts in his eyes.

…

Qi Sheng was stunned...

Zhao Ye was lying on a rock, with Longzhu sitting next to it. The land scene, which was condensed by mist, looked at the person and the horse with curiosity.

Almost every moment, every moment, Bai Lu is thinking about this person. He needs to think about it deliberately...

A special mist that looked like immortal energy, mixed with spiritual thoughts, flew from close by, landed behind Long Zhu, and turned into a human figure.

In the Begonia Flower Moon, the two stars that emerged finally went out. Before the stars went out, a few rays of bright starlight fell into the middle of the river, and fell into the eyes of a Taoist wearing a rough robe and two deer.

"and……"

The people in one area lost a few years of their lives because of the raging water."

You remember that this is a small and shabby compound, where you and Longzhu depend on each other for life.

I am like a devil, the gentleness I used to have completely disappeared with every move I made.

"Jidu, Luohu...the two Yuan stars moved abnormally because of the Dragon Ball."

Bai Lu understood it very well, but he could still feel that...Mr. Eleven at that time was the same as Mr. Xi in the past.

The light under this figure faded away, and his tone was less emotional.

Qi Sheng was talking to Zhaoye, and when the green jade in my hand was complete, a pure and mellow power was injected into Zhaoye's body through Longzhu's hands.

Reflecting the seventh primordial star, Longzhu's primordial spirit became increasingly weak and domineering. In addition, all the young talents on Hezhong Road who were killed in this small battle at Linlow Mountain were frightened. No one saw Longzhu from a distance and took a detour all the way.

Smoothly, Longzhu quickly found Teruya.

Longzhu looked directly into the eyes of the first prince: "Thousands of people surrounded Lindi Mountain, and more than eight or seven hundred people came down.

Mr. Eleven looked at the sunset on the horizon from a distance. The sunset was bright red and revealed a kind of mystery.

Bai Lu took a deep breath, and the scene in the Begonia flower slowly dissipated at this moment.

"Mr. Qi Sheng is joking." The first prince's eyes moved, reflecting two stars.

Except for the past, Mr. Eleven didn't seem to have any emotion in his eyes. Apart from teaching Bailu pharmacology, he had few words to say.

"But you are the same. You have already seen me when Master was traveling around the world, and the first time you saw me was at Taixuan Capital.

And you...send the past people back."

In an instant, strands of vitality surged out of the corner of the clothes, and the vitality wrapped around the corners of the clothes, retreated and instantly transformed into a magical warrior.

After thinking for a while, he wrote his name next to the seven characters of "Dragon Ball".

Mr. Eleven reminded him that even if he paid no attention to Bailu again, he would also take a look at the Begonia flower.

"Come here, after I left Qi Shengjin, a Begonia flower grew in the place where I lectured.

"Kunpeng Guangxiao can flutter his wings and fly down 40,000 meters away, and he can also swallow dragons and transform into essences...Those Qi Sheng who combine the power of blood sacrifices of many young people are different from poison to abnormal people, but to him, they are nothing

Small supplement.”

Just when Bai Lu's thoughts are flashing, Mr. Eleven reminds you.

Bai Lu was determined and said: "Sir, since the Begonia flower was left to him by the Master, it must be extremely precious in the heart of the Master, but the Master has given the Begonia flower to you..."

Bai Lu was not surprised when he heard what Mr. Eleven said.

"Longzhu has kind thoughts. He can't bear to see the blood and tears in the world. He doesn't have a pure heart, and he inherits the human sword from Mr. Seven. It's such a pity that such a character is disappointed in the world and completely obsessed with it."

Longzhu was a priest and a calligrapher, so it is unusual for a prince to meet you."

Then I thought of what happened one after another in the past year or so, I thought of Long Zhu’s gentle eyes, I thought of these two body contracts, I thought of the joy of the seven people when they rented the compound...

Longzhu held a few green gems in one hand and stroked the horse's back with the other hand. There was still no starlight in the world, and the Kunpeng Yuan star was looming.

Zhaoye turned his head and glanced at Qi Sheng again, with some trust in his eyes, and the horse's head moved between Long Zhu and Qi Sheng.

When Long Zhu said that, his eyes narrowed slightly: "The First Prince... He said that there are many people like you in the world, but do you know if he is one of these 'many people'?"

Bai Lu said to himself with tears in his eyes.

"That Begonia flower has been in your hands for too long, and you can see its destination from under the flowers and leaves of the Begonia flower.

Mr. Eleven took the crabapple flower from Bai Lu and placed it under the snow.

At this time, Long Zhu had a slight smile on his face, holding Zhao Ye in his hands, walking on the middle road of the river.

Your white clothes seem to melt away into the snow, and you walk towards the mountain alone.

Even after he had not entered, you sealed it in the west room of the courtyard, hoping to see it again."
To be continued...