Chapter 288: Junior Sister, I want to confess to Master
The floating clouds left behind shadows, and a series of lotus waves appeared in the sky.
The flying boat was speeding in the sky, and Shan Wulan was sitting in the room, gently holding his face with one hand and looking out the window in a daze.
Her white hair was fluttering. She had done this action countless times in the days since he left.
She dragged the clouds and clouds from the outside into the flying boat house, and then let her hands play with them casually.
Then without realizing it, it took the shape of a man.
Of course, this shape is that of a man, not...
Her eyes were fixed on the cloud of air that she had squeezed countless times in her hands. She was still in a trance, and a stream of crystal clear water flowed out from the corner of her mouth without her realizing it.
Then he took a deep breath, looked around, and after double-checking that no one was there, he placed it tightly on his cheek.
Her little face was immediately filled with a happy expression, her eyes were narrowed, and the corners of her mouth were curved in a silly way:
"Wu Lan really wants to see you... I really want to..."
I want to live a life like a couple of gods and gods with him. I want to be with him at Bujian Peak, lying under the big peach tree, leaning on his shoulder, kissing myself, and wanting him to shake his hand for me.
A peach blossom tree......
But in the end all this is just wanting.
"Senior brother...you haven't seen the peach blossom tree we planted together."
"It's blooming vigorously."
Shan Wulan murmured to himself and said.
Then he seemed to have thought of something, and crushed the ball of cloud in his hand to pieces again, pointed at the man's nose and said angrily:
"all because of you!"
"I'm messing around with women outside, regardless of my family's feelings..."
Looking at the wrinkled face of 'Su Bei' that he had kneaded, he bit his lower lip and was silently dazed.
"I'll see you soon...senior brother."
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. Shan Wulan was startled and quickly swung away the cloud of energy in his hand.
He sat upright again, his eyes regained their cold expression, as if to cover up his 'crimes', he picked up the tea on the table:
"Come in."
Shan Wukue pushed the door open, blinked at his sister, hesitated and said:
"Sister, please wipe the saliva from your mouth."
Shan Wulan: "..."
After coughing lightly, Shan Wulan didn't want to worry too much about whether he had wiped his hair clean, so he stretched himself and asked first:
"What's wrong?"
Shan Wuque sat next to her and then opened the window.
"Sister, you smell it."
Shan Wulan's brows wrinkled in confusion, and then he stuck his head out of the window, sniffing hard at the window sill, and his eyes were filled with surprise at the next moment:
"How can there be the fragrance of peach blossoms in this season?"
“And it’s so strong!”
Shan Wuque's stupid hair shook, and he shook his head. He was equally puzzled. After thinking for a while, he raised his head and glanced at Shan Wulan, and said seriously:
"Sister, sister knows that you have been in a bad mood for a while!"
"You can go and relax by yourself. It would be nice if the disciples of the Sword Sect have a sister to watch over them."
"How about we meet up in Nandu then?"
Shan Wulan bit her lower lip, looked at Shan Wique, and was constantly tangled in her heart.
Along the way, she was going crazy on this flying boat. In addition, what happened yesterday made her feel more and more depressed. Of course, she knew that this was a taboo for spiritual practice.
Just leaving Shan Wique alone on this flying boat made me feel a little uneasy.
She hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something, but then she saw Shan Wique patting her chest, that stupid hair turning crazily, and loudly promising to herself:
"It's okay, as long as my sister is here, there will be no problem!"
"Ahem..."
Looking at Shan Wuque who was choking, Shan Wulan's heart became more worried, but the emotion of missing him finally defeated the reason.
"Then thank you for your hard work, sister."
After finishing his words, he eagerly opened the door and flew in the direction with the strong fragrance of peach blossoms.
Shan Wukue looked at her disappearing back with a smile, and then silently closed the door.
She likes peach blossoms.
Come to think of it, besides him, only the peach blossom fragrance can heal her.
...
Feizhou's two confinement rooms are separated only by a wall.
Although the sound will be isolated, it does not affect sound transmission and communication.
Xiao Ruoqing held the long sword in her hand, silently calming down and recuperating. Of course, this was only on the surface. In fact, she thought about it countless times in her heart.
After thinking for a long time, she put the long sword in her hands between her knees, bit her lip, and said through the voice:
"Junior sister?"
Unlike Xiao Ruoqing, Mo Li was looking at the sea of clouds outside the window through the iron bed with his hands on his back, looking at Shan Wulan flying towards the ten-mile peach blossom on the ground.
Hearing Xiao Ruoqing's voice, she smiled:
"What? Are you ready to talk to me?"
"I thought you would hold it in until the confinement is over."
"Lost dog."
Faced with Mo Li's teasing, Xiao Ruoqing would have quarreled with her in the past, and maybe even drew a sword to test each other's depth, but she really didn't have the energy to do so today, or maybe for her,
There is a more important thing buried deep in my heart.
Xiao Ruoqing took a deep breath, her cheeks turned red, her little hands held the hem of her skirt tightly, hesitating.
Mo Li was a little confused. At this time in the past, this stupid woman had already started to quarrel with him. What happened today?
Is there something wrong with your body?
While he was thinking, Xiao Ruoqing's thunderous words suddenly exploded in his heart:
"Junior sister, I can't bear it anymore."
"I endured it until the end in my last life. I don't want to have any regrets in this new life..."
"I, I want to confess to him."
The last sentence was said firmly, but it was trembling. Maybe it was because of being too excited or shy?
Mo Li was stunned, his silver pupils changed, he turned around, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and said softly:
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
Xiao Ruoqing finally vomited out what was in her heart, and it seemed that her heart suddenly felt relieved.
With a smile on her lips, she looked at the bare stone wall and said to herself:
"I want to be on the Qianlong Ranking when I am dunking the Immortal Sect, and in this great competition of twenty-one states, I will tell him in front of the whole world by virtue of my status as the number one scholar in the twenty-one states."
"I don't want to be his apprentice, I want to be his woman!!"
"I have been waiting for this day for too long, and I have been thinking about more than just hundreds of years?"
"..."
Mo Li's hands trembled, or her whole body was trembling, but she finally calmed down.
Her eyebrows were calm, and there were just the right questions in her eyes, but the fingers that were still grasping the hem of her skirt were sunk deeply.
She is very clear about Xiao Ruoqing's character, which is very typical and stubborn. This momentum may be a unique advantage for cultivation, but for other things...
"Have you ever thought about failure?"
"I'm afraid he's busy having a love affair with that woman named Nan Ji."
"To put it another way, even if the woman named Nan Ji leaves, will it be your turn? I saw Shan Wulan leave just now, so I should have gone to find him."
"..."
Xiao Ruoqing's eyes were very gentle. The two of them were leaning against the same wall, facing different directions, and they heard a very calm voice that only the two of them could hear clearly:
"I've thought about it."
Mo Li stood up suddenly, then showed a rare sense of powerlessness on his face, and sat back in the corner again:
"Have you never considered the consequences?"
Xiao Ruoqing opened her eyes and said with a smile:
"When you climbed into his bed in the middle of the night, didn't you think about the consequences?"
"You still have to be cautious when it comes to relationships. Are you just waiting for more and more women around him?"
"..."
When Mo Li's words came to his lips, he was blocked by her words about climbing on the bed, his eyes shining with an inexplicable light.
It has to be said that the two of them have the same views on certain things.
"I'm different from you."
"You want to challenge the bottom line of ethics and morality of people in the entire twenty-one states."
"What you have done is already considered treasonous, let alone at such a critical moment."
After a pause, Mo Li spoke again:
"And, are you so sure that you can win the No. 1 pick in the twenty-one states?"
If only she and I were reincarnators, maybe this would be easy, but now I don't understand how many people are in this so-called reincarnation?
Did it revolve around him? Or did it reincarnate naturally?
"Or, can he accept it?"
"If he accepts it, how will everyone in the world view him?"
"If he refuses, your Taoist heart will inevitably be damaged. No matter from which angle you look at it, this is doomed to failure..."
Xiao Ruoqing's eyes were shining, as if she had thought of something, and she said with a bit of regret:
"Do you think I haven't revealed my feelings to him?"
"This is the only way he can seriously consider it..."
Mo Li looked at an ant in the corner casually, stretched out his finger and drew a circle around it, and saw the ant scurrying around the circle like a headless fly.
"Forced into a uterus?"
"Forced into the palace."
The atmosphere is subtle.
Silent and silent! The wind is still!
for a long time--
"You know, I still want to kill him, but just because of you, I have given up on this idea for the time being."
"so......"
Mo Li took a deep breath, then turned around. Although he couldn't see her, he was still facing the wall, his eyes slowly froze, and then he snorted coldly:
"This time I will try my best to stop you."
"If you don't get to the top spot, you will naturally give up on this extremely wrong idea!"
"Last time I defeated you in half a move, but this time I won't."
"..."
This is the only way to make her give up this idea.
Apart from being fellow juniors, the relationship between him and her is more like two lone wolves breaking into a deserted snowy mountain. They can only rely on each other, but they have to confront and guard against each other.
The airship was driving rapidly above the sky, and the strong wind blew in through the iron-barred window, and the steps on Xiao Ruoqing's head fluttered with the wind.
She turned her head slightly and looked at the wall in the same way, but at this moment, in the eyes of the two of them, there was no wall, only the intertwined sights of the two of them, and the howling wind outside the window.
Xiao Ruoqing's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and then she smiled:
"Then stop me with all your strength."
"Junior sister..."
Then he thought of something, raised his eyebrows high, and said half-jokingly:
"Then you go through Mo Fan's level first and then talk about it..."
Mo Li glanced at the corner of his mouth, turned around, and said calmly:
"Just a clown."
After a pause, she lowered her head and said softly:
"If you really become the number one scholar."
"I will help you."
Xiao Ruoqing was stunned for a moment, then a sweet smile appeared on her lips.
"Thanks."
Between the words, it was as if the lonely spring breeze met the warm sunshine of early summer, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled.
...
Somewhere next door, a man with a determined face sneezed suddenly, rubbed his nose vigorously, and muttered:
"What's going on? Who is talking about me?"
"..."
Then he stood up and stretched, with a leisurely expression on his lips, and looked out the window with his hands behind his back:
"We are just a little bit away from the carving of the second stigmata."
"I think within three days, I will definitely be promoted to the middle stage of Jindan."
"Senior Sister Mo Li?"
"I really want to see what your proud face looks like when you lower your head..."
Then he clenched the corners of his clothes tightly with both hands, his eyes full of fire:
"This time when I join the Immortal Sect, it will be the day when I, Mo Fan, become famous all over the world!"
"Everything you have, I, Mo Fan, will have!"
"What you don't have, I, Mo Fan, will also have!"
"..."
...
Taocheng, inn.
Perhaps because he has been in a high position for a long time, he has long developed his demeanor. Su Bei pulls his sleeves, picks up vegetables, chews and swallows in a mysterious way. The wind is light and the clouds are calm, showing the demeanor of a master.
But the two people and the dog didn't look like they were eating at all. They stuffed the food into their mouths hungrily, and it's a wonder they didn't choke.
Everyone in the hall looked at this strange table with curious faces.
——The Immortal and the Beggar?
Ji Nanjue watched Li Zijun put the meat slices from his own bowl into Su Bei's bowl. Although she wanted him to serve her, she felt that she couldn't be compared with this little girl at this time.
He picked up the chopsticks and stuffed them into Su Bei's mouth.
"eat!"
"Master, eat!"
"have eaten!"
"Master, eat!"
"Give it to me!"
"Master..."
Both of them had a soft light in their eyes, which directly turned Su Bei's mouth into a ball.
"Don't eat it for me..."
There was a little boy sitting in the arms of a woman. He pointed at Su Bei curiously and said:
"Mom, why does this uncle have two wives?"
"They are all as beautiful as fairies. Mom, why are you so ugly?"
His mother:"??"
"boom!"
A man crushed the cup in his hand and looked at Su Bei with envy. He felt that today's meal was particularly sour:
"Don't eat anymore!!"
Su Bei pushed the two people who were already fighting away, then looked at the old woman, thought about it and asked:
"What do you want to do when you come to Taocheng, sir?"
"A flower-viewer?"
Laohua shook his head, glanced at Su Bei, and said casually: