"It turns out that this is really not a dream. What's your surname? How old is the fairy? Is she married? What do you think, Xiao Ke? You see, we can meet under such strange circumstances. It is really the result of hundreds of thousands of generations of cultivation.
What a fate! How about you being my girlfriend?" At this moment, Hanzi's speech was already a little incoherent. He just felt that he couldn't control himself. He thought: "Seeing this girl, if she is not so possessive
A person with three drops of Dragon God Essence is afraid that if he sees the person who possesses it again, he will never have feelings for her again. It's broken, what should I do?" For a moment, he fainted.
"Master, if you talk nonsense like this to Yi Xiao'er again, don't blame me for being rude to you. Yi Xiao'er is a cultivator and doesn't talk about emotional things easily. Don't talk nonsense here and break my Taoist heart."
Yi Xiaoer said, but her eyes avoided his gaze, not daring to look directly at him, and her pink face was a little red.
"It turns out that she is the most beautiful woman in Yuqing Sect and the most beautiful woman in Xianyu. No wonder, no wonder she looks so elegant and refined. She is really extraordinary. Yi Xiao'er, what a beautiful name, what a beautiful person. Elegant and pure,
Like the elegant sound of Xiao'er flowing through the world, Xiao'er, Xiao'er, I'm really going to die in your hands!" Hanzi's heart was screaming wildly, and he felt his heart beating so fast that it felt like it was flying out of his chest.
"Sister, Master Yangfeng has arrived." Just when both of them felt embarrassed, the girl named Zhiyun suddenly came and called from a distance.
When he saw a man in the pavilion, he couldn't help but be surprised. He floated close to him, stopped on the ground, and asked curiously: "Senior Sister, who is this man?"
Yi Xiaoer's voice turned cold, and she said calmly: "This is a friend of mine who just came over to ask me for some business. Since Zhenjun Yangfeng is here, I will go see him now." After that, he glanced lightly.
Hanzi glanced at him.
Han Zi took a breath and thought to himself: "It was cold and cold just now, but I don't know why, but you spoke for me. This Yi Xiao'er is really hard to peck at."
As soon as she thought about it, she said: "Miss Xiao'er, look at me coming all the way to see you, and I really don't want to be separated from you. Do you think this can be done? I'll go with you to see that Yang or Feng."
How about your true lord, just think of me as your follower." After saying that, he looked at her with hope.
Yi Xiaoer didn't know why, but when she saw the look in his eyes, she couldn't bear to reject him. After thinking for a while, she nodded and said: "That's okay, but your outfit doesn't suit you. I'll help you put on my clothes."
Let’s distribute uniforms from the Yuqing Sect.”
"Senior sister, isn't this good?" Zhiyun was stunned and asked doubtfully.
Yi Xiaoer did not answer her, as if her decision did not need to be explained to her.
Hanzi thought in his heart: "Help me change my clothes. Oh my god, how can I change my clothes..." He was thinking about it when he saw Yi Xiaoeryu flipping his hand lightly, and there was a set of light gray Taoist robes under his hand: "
This suit should suit you." After saying that, the Taoist robe in his hand suddenly floated up, and the next moment, it was already on Hanzi's body.
I felt that the original clothes on my body were still there, but there was no feeling on the upper body of this robe, and I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
After turning around in a circle, I felt that the Taoist robe fit me perfectly. I couldn't help but smile and said, "Xiao'er, you are really my soulmate. The clothes you prepared for me all fit so well, as if they were made to measure."
"The more he shouted, the more intimate he became. Yi Xiaoer had already said in front of Zhiyun that he was her friend, and it was hard to argue with him at this moment, giving him an opportunity to use his words.
Hearing this, he said calmly: "Brother Lu, you are joking. Junior Sister Zhiyun, this is Mr. Lu. You can arrange a guest room for him later."
Zhiyun nodded, smiled and said: "Okay."
Yi Xiaoer glanced at Hanzi again from the corner of her eye, and said calmly: "Master Lu, please come with me." After saying that, Yingying walked forward. The fragrant wind drifted everywhere, and the heaven and earth were filled with fragrance.
Hanzi took a deep breath and felt an indescribable "crisp" feeling all over his body. He thought to himself: "If I can smell this fragrance every day, I will die without regrets!"
"Master Lu, can you go faster?" Yi Xiaoer suddenly asked as he moved forward without stopping.
"No problem, I'm a sprinter. I can sprint dozens of feet in a second." Hanzi said with a smile.
"Sprint? Miao Chong?" Zhiyun murmured beside her, as if she was not sure about these two terms.
But Yi Xiaoer said calmly: "That's good, Zhiyun, let's hurry up and don't keep the guests waiting." After saying that, he curled up and drifted away silently, many times faster than the slow walk just now.
Zhiyun followed closely.
Hanzi chuckled, put some force on his feet, and really started running wildly. He was using the Qinggong method, tens of feet per second, and followed closely behind the two of them.
Zhiyun glanced sideways, as if he had seen a monster, and finally couldn't help but asked as he flew by: "Mr. Lu, is this what you call sprinting, Miaochong?"
Hanzi smiled as he ran: "It's not a wonderful rush, it's a second rush. Second is a time noun, which is about... roughly equivalent to 'a moment' or 'a blink of an eye'."
Zhiyun said "oh" and stopped asking.
Flying all the way, "rushing in seconds", they arrived at the foot of the mountain a moment later. However, Yi Xiaoer's speed slowed down. On the path of green grass and red flowers, her figure was graceful and graceful, moving forward, twisting her waist, everything was wonderful.
At its peak, it is a feast for the eyes.
Along the way, Hanzi's eyes mostly fell on her, but he forgot to look at the scenery on the road, and forgot about the time. Until Yi Xiaoer in front of him suddenly stopped and said calmly: "We're here, it's in the main hall in front of us.
Within.”
Hanzi suddenly stopped, made a swipe, and stopped right next to her. He secretly took a deep breath and said with a smile: "It's so fast." He was not out of breath, nor was his face red.
"From now on, you are no longer allowed to talk nonsense, do you understand?" A rare tenderness appeared on Yi Xiaoer's face.
When Hanzi saw her expression, even his bones went numb. He finally knew what unstoppable temptation was. Facing Yi Xiaoer in front of him, all his immunity seemed to have disappeared. "Okay, Xiao
I will do whatever you tell me, even if you tell me to die," Han Zi said innocently.
Seeing his foolish look, Yi Xiaoer didn't know what he suddenly thought of. She blushed, turned around, and walked slowly into the main hall.
Hanzi then raised his head and glanced at the top of the main hall, only to see three phantom-like words marked on it: Zhitian Pavilion.
I thought to myself: "Wow, that's such a big tone." I thought to myself, but I didn't move slowly. I followed Yi Xiaoer closely behind and walked towards the main hall.
"Senior Sister Yi has arrived——"
Suddenly a clear female voice came from the main hall. Under the gaze of everyone, Yi Xiaoer walked in with Hanzi and Zhiyun Yingying.