Chapter 156: Being able to be your boyfriend... Senior brother is also very happy.
Warm light shone on the peach tree. After listening to Shan Wulan's words, Mo Li was startled and looked at the peach tree in front of him.
Is this the tree that Master planted for her?
How could that person have the leisure to plant such a thing? Is there any meaning? Or maybe he is eyeing this woman's talent?
There was some unspeakable meaning in his eyes unconsciously, and his jade fingers tightly grasped the brocade quilt in his hand.
My current strength is still very low, and this Ninth Master Uncle is a bit too far away for me now.
Without arguing with her, he bit his lip and took a step back. The darkness in his heart seemed to have deepened a lot.
Shan Wulan glanced at Mo Li indifferently with her cold eyes, saw the brocade quilt in Mo Li's hand that had been blown by the wind and almost frozen into dry ice, and stepped forward.
Mo Li subconsciously took a step back, his crystal jade toes left two deep footprints on the snow, and whispered:
"My nephew understands..."
"Uncle, please."
I snorted coldly in my heart and had to endure it for a while before I could...
While he was thinking, he saw a jade hand reaching towards him. Mo Li was startled and wanted to avoid it.
What is this ninth uncle going to do?
But he found that the brocade quilt in his hand had been dragged away by Shan Wulan. After a burst of mist-like spiritual energy, the ice and snow on the brocade quilt melted and was still soft.
——Shan Wulan casually stuffed the quilt in his hand into Mo Li's hand, with a trace of warmth still remaining on it:
"You can go."
After a pause, he spoke again:
"I don't like you, but you are his disciple."
He turned away from looking at Mo Li and picked up the kettle to water the peach trees.
Seeing Shan Wulan's focused look, Mo Li took the brocade quilt, pursed his lips and didn't know what to say, and thought for a while before saying:
"Thank you, Uncle Ninth Master."
Turn around and leave.
...
Falling Snow City.
I have been shopping for almost a whole day, and the sky is gradually getting darker.
I visited many large stores such as Wanqingzhai. Along the way, Su Bei purchased an unknown amount of clothing, as well as some things that I seemed to be able to use.
The Shangyuan Festival at night is the real Shangyuan Festival.
Countless lanterns were hung high on both sides of the official road. Even though it was night, the lights were everywhere, and the place was bustling with people and extremely lively.
The dim yellow lights illuminated the entire sky. Under the orange light, Dan Wique's face was dyed an intoxicating blush, and his eyes were blankly watching the various performances in front of him.
Traffic is busy, people are crowded, fireworks are as dazzling as fireworks, walking on stilts, rowing land boats, lion dances...
"Brother, there are so many lanterns here!"
At night, the brightly lit lanterns illuminated the faces of the four people, and the sweet smell of rice cakes was mixed in the air.
Perhaps it was because the three women's temperaments were so outstanding that there were always good people along the way who wanted to approach them and try to strike up a conversation with them.
But whenever I walked over, I would suddenly fall into a trance, then scratch my head and say to myself:
"Strange? What did I do here just now?"
"Oh! So you want to go to the toilet. I wonder why you take off your pants in front of so many people?"
"..."
When Shan Wuque saw this scene, his lips widened and he said with a smile:
"Brother, you are so bad!"
Su Bei smiled, looking at the joy on his junior sister's face, and murmured to himself, today, he will be a flower protector.
Xiao Ruoqing's eyes were looking around, looking at a popular stall not far away, her eyes lit up, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the confused Sword Girl, ran towards that side, and said
:
"Look, that's a mask!"
Looking at the prodigal disciple and sword lady running in that direction, Su Bei's lips showed a hint of tenderness.
This kind of life is what I want. Why cultivate immortality? Isn't it just to enjoy this tender feeling with the people I love and care for?
"Master——"
When he came back to his senses, not far away, the prodigal disciple was waving towards him.
Su Bei smiled and waved hello.
Then he looked through the layers of people and watched a family of three walking through the crowd with smiles on their face, riding on Dad's neck, holding a large bunch in his hand with a blushing face, and asked softly:
"happy?"
Shan Wuque held a candied haws in his hand, opened his mouth slightly, and felt that he couldn't put it down. Then he opened his mouth wide and swallowed it whole, and said vaguely:
"happy!"
There is a breath from the tip of the nose gently escaping into the air.
"Senior brother is so kind to my junior sister. It turns out there are so many fun things besides cultivating immortals..."
For hundreds of years, she only knew about cultivation, but no one had ever told her that there was more to this world than just cultivation.
Is Wu Chi really crazy?
Shan Wuque is just an immortal cultivator, not an immortal. In fact, she is no different from an ordinary girl in the final analysis.
She was intoxicated when she saw the fireworks blooming in the sky. She had given up too many things after cultivating immortality for hundreds of years, and these things that had long been buried deep in her heart and almost forgotten were awakened by Su Bei bit by bit.
Fireworks sprinkled down, and the glazed fireworks filled the sky, reflecting Shan Wique's sparkling eyes.
It reflects the sesame seed stained with sugar at the corner of Dan Wukue's mouth.
Seeing this natural and charming look, Su Bei couldn't help but reach out and pinch her delicate face, touched the corners of her mouth, and gently pinched off the sesame seeds.
This kind of gentle behavior has long gone beyond the scope between senior brothers and sisters.
Shan Wukue's face turned red, he stretched out his tongue and gently licked the corner of Su Bei's mouth that had just been touched, and suddenly felt a feeling that he had never felt before in his heart.
It seems that senior brother is no longer senior brother.
That faint indescribable feeling seemed to be gradually heating up with my own heartbeat, dyeing my ears red, and feeling a little burning under the wind and snow.
Looking at Shan Wukue, he suddenly became silent, and the mist in his eyes rose, looking at him.
Su Bei raised his eyebrows, and then stretched out his big hand to rub her hair. She squinted her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered, and she had a contented expression on her face.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Shan Wique clasped his little hands, opened his eyes and looked at Su Bei, and suddenly said:
"Senior brother is my boyfriend!"
That innocent look seemed to hit Su Bei's heart instantly.
boom--
The lights are dim, and the fireworks in the sky are like heavy rain and sunset, scattering all over the sky at this moment.
It started to rain in the sky.
Sparks and rain.
Su Bei smiled, pinched Shan Wukue's cheek lovingly, nodded, and said softly:
"Well, he is your boyfriend, and you are also my senior brother's girlfriend."
In her mind, boyfriend probably means male friend.
While I was thinking, I suddenly felt a warm breath coming from my ears, and then a faint coolness came from my cheeks.
It's just fleeting.
Su Bei was stunned. He stretched out his hand to touch his cheek. He seemed to feel a trace of sticky syrup sticking to the side of his face. Looking at Shan Wukue's face that was exactly the same as Shan Wulan's, his dull hair suddenly appeared.
The wind gently greeted me, with a smile on my face:
"In my senior brother's hometown, this is how the West expresses the feelings between friends!"
"Junior sister is super happy today!"
"..."
Somehow, the softness in Su Bei's heart was touched for the first time. He looked at the woman in front of him, who was exactly the same as her sister, but completely different.
His eyes were crooked and he said softly:
"Senior brother is also very happy to be your boyfriend."
This sentence about boyfriend is different from that sentence about boyfriend.
...
The wind was blowing gently, Xiao Ruoqing took the big red nose mask from the vendor and gently put it on her face, then somehow, tiptoeing like a child, she approached Su Bei, and then slapped her
On Su Bei's shoulder, he roared at Su Bei with his teeth and claws open.
Su Bei was startled, looking at his prodigal apprentice's slender little claws, with his teeth and claws spread out, and stretched out his hand to pinch the big red nose.
Then he wiped his cheek guiltily.
"Giggle!"
Looking at Xiao Ruoqing with a smile on her face, Su Bei felt helpless.
Although Xiao Ruoqing was a little suspicious of what the master was doing with the eighth uncle when she was away, she couldn't help but feel happy when she saw the master was frightened by her, and everything in her heart followed the fireworks tonight.
Dissipated.
"Master, let's go guess lantern riddles!"
"..."
Su Bei took a step past Xiao Ruoqing, touched Sword Niang's nursing mask, held her little hand with one hand, and nodded:
"Go and guess lantern riddles!"
Along the nine-bend Yellow River array made by someone I don’t know, I looked at the lantern riddles one by one:
"Half of Spring and Autumn."
"Qin——"
Su Bei curled his lips and looked at this crossword puzzle that was not challenging at all. Then he glanced at the prodigal disciple who seemed to be enjoying it. He coughed lightly and said:
"This kind of word puzzle is too simple. I will give you one!"
Xiao Ruoqing raised her eyebrows and looked at Su Bei, but when she thought that her master was said to be a great writer, she felt a little hopeful in her heart:
"Master, tell me!"
Pedestrians around also looked at Su Bei with some curiosity, wondering what this handsome young man would say.
Su Bei put his hands behind his back and said quietly:
"There are two pears growing on a tree, and the children get anxious when they see them! What are they?"
"..."
The pedestrians around were stunned for a moment, looking a little strange, and then they all laughed and looked at the couple with ambiguous expressions.
It turned out to be a joke between lovers, but they took it seriously.
The blush rose instantly, Xiao Ruoqing clenched her teeth tightly, her eyes were full of mist, and her cheeks were hot...
Master, how could Master make such a joke?
Looking at Xiao Ruoqing's appearance, Su Bei reached out to stop her little hand that was waving towards him, and looked at her with such soft eyes.
When I first met this prodigal disciple, the hatred in her eyes could no longer be seen...
Although he occasionally showed a bit of confusion, he was definitely not living with hatred and hatred.
Living for oneself and cultivating immortality for oneself may really be like what she said to herself on the Cliff of No Regret before.
——Cultivation of immortality for the sake of the people you want to protect.
Did he save her? Or was she saved by himself?
"How nice it looks like."
Hearing Su Bei's voice, Xiao Ruoqing's expression was slightly startled, then she lowered her eyes and said nothing.
I have been reincarnated in this life so far. Unknowingly, I have really changed a lot under his influence...
...
The further we walked toward the center of the city tower, the more gorgeous the lights became. In the center of Luoxue City, a gentle and elegant old man was sitting on the city tower, looking at everything in front of him with a smile on his face.
There was a middle-aged man sitting in front of him, with a low table in front of his knees. He skillfully brewed a pot of tea, picked up the good tea, and threw it into the clay pot. Hearing the sound of bubbles bursting, he held the clay pot and poured water through the bucket.
It's boiling, with a slight fragrance, not too strong, not too strong, just right! Slowly sway!
The old man's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but admire the flowing water and tea in front of him:
"Zhidong has long heard about the excellent tea made by Mr. Erxia, and now I am finally lucky enough to drink it..."
Erxia smiled, looked at Li Zhidong and said:
"This time I came to Selangor, apart from accepting a disciple, my purpose is to serve only one person."
Li Zhidong picked up the tea bowl, blew the hot air gently, took a sip of tea, and said with bright eyes:
"Sword Sect?"
"Subei."
Erxia gently put down the tea bowl in his hand and replied.
Li Zhidong stroked his short beard, stared at Erxia with his eyes like a torch, and then smiled thoughtfully and said:
"Maybe, there is no need to go to Sword Sect..."
...
There were gradually more and more pedestrians along the way, carrying many pens, ink, paper and inkstones on their backs, as if they wanted to write something.
Su Bei carefully observed these people along the way and found that their cultivation levels were not high. Most of them were practicing Qi. There were actually very few who were above the level of foundation building!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Brother, are you also here to participate in the Shangyuan Poetry Club?"
Seeing that Su Bei didn't look like an ordinary person, a young man wearing a turban looked at Su Bei curiously.
"Shangyuan Poetry Club?"
Su Bei was stunned for a moment. He really didn't know that there was such a festival in Luoxue City?
Isn’t this the ancient country of Dongfeng? How come there is the Shangyuan Poetry Society?
Seeing Su Bei's stunned look, the young man smiled and said:
"Mr. Erxia, a direct disciple of the Confucian sage, has come to Luoxue City. It seems that he and the Lord of Luoxue City are old acquaintances."
“I don’t know why, but today happened to be the Shangyuan Festival, so I decided to hold a Shangyuan Poetry Party on the spur of the moment!”
"When writing poems at this poetry meeting, all the poems handed down for the first time can lead to visions of heaven and earth. If the vision of heaven and earth is so spectacular, it means that the poem is more excellent!"
"You will also have the opportunity to be accepted as a personal disciple by Mr. Erxia!"
"..."
Listening to the monk's somewhat excited description, Su Bei suddenly realized that after all, most of the people who came to watch this poetry meeting were ordinary people who wanted to have fun. Even if there were monks, they loved poetry and elegance and did not care about cultivation, so they practiced
Generally the level is not high!
When waving goodbye to the monk, Su Bei squinted his eyes and looked at the tower in the distance.
For the first time, under the witness of everyone, composing a poem handed down from generation to generation will cause strange phenomena in the world. So what if you write the poem "The Blue Jade Case Yuan Xi" by yourself?
Will it verify the guess in my heart?
Have you ever written this poem?
If so...Su Bei took a deep breath.
I hope all this... doesn't develop into something weird!
Just as I was thinking about it, suddenly something strange happened in the city. Countless carps emerged from the icy water and jumped over each other. This scene was extremely spectacular!
The carps kept jumping on the sea surface, turning into waves!
"Look, the carp is floating in the water!"
With the noisy voices, countless people's eyes were instantly attracted to this vision.
"Has someone made a good poem?"
“I don’t know who has such literary talent to lead to such a scene of thousands of fish competing for glory!”
"Yes, yes, this kind of vision is rare to see in Dongfeng for a hundred years!"
"No need to think about it, it must be Mr. Narsha!"
"..."
The three women also stared at the scene in front of them with wide eyes, covering their lips with their hands.
And at this moment, suddenly, the tower opened, the bell rang, and then a voice came from the tower:
"Since Elder Su has arrived at Luoxue City, how come he didn't know to hear from Li?"
The voice was extremely loud, and instantly countless people looked around, making the crowd noisy.
Maybe there are many Elders Su in the world, but at this moment, in Luoxue City, in Xuezhou, and with the push of the push bar, there is only one Elder Su in everyone's heart, Elder Su of the Sword Sect!
Su Bei and the three women looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh bitterly. They didn't expect that they didn't escape after all.