Just overnight, the peach blossoms on the peach trees in Shili Taohuawu fell one after another, spreading a thick layer on the ground.
The air was filled with the strong fragrance of peach blossoms everywhere, and people took to the streets one after another, looking at the scene in front of them in shock.
"Obviously it's normal for the flowers to fall, so why do I still think it's outrageous?"
"It's time to make peach blossom cakes."
"It's not like someone went to Taohuawu and committed something, which angered the Peach Blossom Fairy..."
The scholars who had once talked eloquently looked at the withered peach blossoms in front of them, and could not help but remain silent as they stared at the wonderful scene in front of them.
Overnight, the bright and beautiful peach sea in Peach City turned into a dense mass of dead branches. Everyone looked at each other in shock and dumbfounded.
Finally, an old man looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but sigh:
"Such a wonderful scene has finally come to an end."
"I don't know what the reason is."
"..."
In the hut on the top of the mountain, the two hugged each other tightly and breathed evenly.
If it had been in the past, Shan Wulan would have opened his eyes at this time, and the first thing he would do would be to take care of the peach blossom. However, because he took care of the peach blossom crazily last night, his body couldn't bear it.
She just lay in someone's arms, rubbing her head against the man who was holding her tightly from time to time.
Stretching its arms like a kitten and smacking its mouth.
Su Bei gently opened his eyes and silently looked at the woman lying next to him.
The sunlight hit her cheeks, and she glanced slightly at the corner of her mouth, as if she was still remembering something.
Her white hair seemed to be stuck together due to sweat. Su Bei looked at the scene in front of him, a smirk escaped from the corner of his mouth, and he stretched out his fingers towards her mouth.
"Well……"
"Well?"
The morning wind gently blew the brocade quilt on her body, and being so teased by the person in front of her, Shan Wulan finally fluttered her eyelashes a few times, opened her eyes, and saw Su Bei leaning on her side, leaning on her cheek.
, looking at himself with a gentle smile on his face.
"Are you awake?"
Feeling the soreness of his legs and looking at the peach petals stained with "dew" on the ground, Shan Wulan felt a little dazed for a while, silently thinking about life.
Seeing that Su Bei's big hand was about to touch her, Shan Wulan was startled, rubbed his body back, and subconsciously said:
"You...what do you want to do?"
Missing him for so long made her forget that Su Bei tortured her to death when they were in Wucheng.
"What do you want for your husband?"
"Huh? What did Wulan say last night?"
"Of course..."
Before he finished speaking, a blush instantly appeared on Shan Wulan's cheeks. He stretched out his bare hands to block Su Bei's mouth, and gave him a fierce look with her cold eyes.
Last night, I was so excited that I was so obedient to him that I didn't even remember what I was talking nonsense about at that time.
I still have some memories, such as "I really like..." "I can accept it..." "The peach blossom is just an excuse to get closer, I like you the most." "I really like my husband's white hair, and he goes well with Lanlan...
…”
How can this be said by one’s own character?
But I just said that, under the rain of peach blossoms in the sky with him, I didn't think about anything, and all my longing for him for a long time was integrated into his heart. I like to see him hear his love pouring out.
A satisfied expression.
But it was just such a disgusting conversation, but it was nothing. In the middle of the night, I couldn't remember what I said at all.
Anyway, he shouted very loudly, and finally pushed Su Bei to the ground, and then...
Anyway, it's still a dull pain.
"What are Lanbao'er thinking?"
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Su Bei watched her expression turn red and white, feeling a little worried, so he stood up and wanted to touch her forehead.
Unexpectedly, Shan Wulan immediately took a step back, as if he had a phobia of giant objects...
"That...you"
Biting her lower lip, she gently pushed Su Bei away and whispered:
"Let me slow down for a moment."
"It's not because of you...I can't even walk."
Su Bei couldn't laugh or cry for a moment, and then he had time to look at her carefully.
Her originally cold eyes seemed to be red and swollen from crying, the tears on her face were not dry, and her peach blossom eyes were still sparkling.
I don’t know if it was because I was too moved last night or for some other reason. Coupled with the somewhat complaining tone, I felt pity for him beyond words.
After a while, it seemed that Shan Wulan finally woke up from his dazed state. He put on his bellyband and let Su Bei tie it for him. His expression was a little weird for a while, his eyebrows changed three times, and he couldn't help but said.
:
"Last night...last night I may have been invaded by that evil spirit into the sea of consciousness."
"Well, I don't remember anything."
"Maybe he said something unusual."
I am afraid that he will see me clearly, and I am also afraid that I will leave some bad impression in his mind.
Su Bei naturally knew the Xiao Jiujiu in her heart, so he put clothes on her, kissed her lips gently, and said with a smile:
"It must be like this. My husband knows it."
He carefully combed her messy white hair.
Shan Wulan's eyes dimmed. Sure enough, he didn't like himself like that?
Su Bei skillfully combed her white hair and kissed her gently on the forehead:
"But my husband really liked Wulan last night."
"Very true."
Su Bei looked into her eyes and said seriously.
Shan Wulan's heart moved slightly, his eyes were lowered, he clenched his fist and hit Su Bei's arm, and hummed:
"I told you, it's not me!"
Only my heart moved slightly, as expected, this is the kind of him I like.
"..."
The two of them dressed neatly and walked towards the door.
The wind was blowing gently, and no one was cleaning the thick peach blossoms, but soon I saw a neatly dressed old lady and a little beggar in the small yard.
"Mr. Su, are you awake? The old lady doesn't dare to disturb Mr. Su."
Su Bei smiled at him, then took Shan Wulan's little hand and sat on the stool.
The old woman looked at Su Bei with a half-smile, and the old woman who had been standing next to him stepped forward and handed them two bowls of tea:
"Mr. Su is really a very romantic person. I think only a romantic person like Mr. Su can write 'The face of a human being is nowhere to be seen, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze'."
"However, I am still grateful to Mr. Su. After untying the knot in my heart, I feel much more comfortable now."
"..."
Su Bei's eyes were curiously looking at the wooden sword placed on the low table.
Seeing this scene, Hua Yihan stretched out his hand and picked up the wooden sword, gently stroked it with his fingers, and then handed it to Su Bei with both hands. Under his thick eyebrows, a pair of sharp eyes were clear in black and white.
"Mr. Su, please accept this mahogany sword."
After a pause, he added:
"Although I am not sure whether this sword is suitable for Mr. Su, I vaguely remember that I had contact with a person from the Sword Sect hundreds of years ago. He had more than one sword in his hand. Come to think of it, for you sword cultivators,
The more swords the better."
"This peach wood sword is naturally inferior to Mr. Su's Qing Ping Sword, but this peach wood sword has absorbed hundreds of years of Nixuan liquid and has some spiritual wisdom in it. Not surprisingly, it can be maintained with spiritual energy for decades.
, is also a magic weapon."
"This can be regarded as Mr. Su's reward for easing my old lady's heartache."
"..."
Su Bei took the mahogany sword and could still see the sachet buried deep in it on the hilt. He hesitated and asked:
"When did you know Mr. Su's identity?"
Hua Yihan laughed loudly and drank the tea in front of him:
"Who doesn't know the world-famous Elder Su of the Sword Sect?"
"Not only do I know that you are Elder Su of the Sword Sect, but I also know that the woman next to you is Fairy Shan."
"..."
Su Bei coughed, a little embarrassed to be recognized like this.
But fortunately, the person in front of me didn't worry too much about his identity. It seems that he has traveled around the world for a long time. Except for this peach tree that can't be placed, he doesn't care about anything around him at all. He is very happy.
.
"But isn't this sword of great significance to Mr. Hua?"
"Such important thoughts are given to Su. Doesn't it matter?"
The sword is indeed a good sword. Although it is not as good as the Qingping sword, it is not much different from the one inserted in the sword box. The quality is very high, but it lacks the warmth and nourishment of the spiritual energy.
Hua Yihan shook his head, looked at the little beggar holding a bowl of tea beside him, and then turned to look at Su Beidao:
"I've already let it go, so why bother leaving a thought about it?"
"Mr. Su, I don't know exactly how you, the fairy named Nan Ji, and Fairy Shan got infected with this evil spirit."
"But I think Ni Xuan Liquid has a mitigating effect on this evil spirit. Ni Xuan Liquid from Xuanxuan Tian is not easy to get. This peach wood sword has been warmed by Ni Xuan Liquid all the year round, and it also has some effects, especially for the effect group of the evil spirit.
pull."
"Just think of it as an old lady's wish."
Looking at the peach wood sword again, Hua Yihan stretched out his hand to pull the little beggar beside him, and said with a smile:
"Don't you always say that you want to become a great beggar who has seen the market?"
"Starting today, we will go to Nandu to show you the world."
"..."
The little beggar immediately cheered and jumped as high as he could:
"Then I'm going to the Red Pavilion to find the eldest girl!"
"Well, it is said that the girls in Hongge are very pretty..."
Hua Yihan took the little beggar's hand, bowed to Su Bei and Shan Wulan, and led the old woman, and the three of them walked slowly down the mountain.
The breeze carried his voice far away:
"Elder Su, goodbye..."
Su Bei touched the peach wood sword in her hand. It had no name, but she had remembered that night when peach blossoms filled the peach city.
"I should give you a name."
"What should I call it?"
Shan Wulan looked at it and suddenly said:
"The peach blossom still laughs at the spring breeze... why not just call it 'laughing at the spring breeze'."
Su Bei muttered a few words, arched his brows, held Shan Wulan's waist, and said with a smile:
"Then it's called Laughing Spring Breeze!"
"It's time for us to leave. I'm afraid Nanji and Tongzijun are impatient."
"..."
Shan Wulan kept silent, speechless.
Su Bei coughed lightly, held her little hand and said:
"Promise my husband that I will get along well with her."
Shan Wulan nodded absently.
He gently shook his white hair.
...
The breeze brought warmth, raising smoke and dust all the way, and Su Bei and Shan Wulan walked towards Taocheng.
After passing through the city gate, walking through the streets and alleys, they stopped in front of a house. Su Bei raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Naturally, the yin and yang of Ji Nanjue are in harmony, and I can feel her breath.
After a while, the door opened.
Ji Nanjue is still wearing a long white dress, with her black hair tied into a bun on her head, revealing her slightly neutral but beautiful cheeks and long neck, which has a certain charm.
As indifferent as ever, the eyes looking at Shan Wulan were not as cold as before.
Li Zijun followed her. After seeing Su Bei, he breathed a sigh of relief. The master was finally here.
Only she knew that Ji Nanjue's current behavior was all pretending. Although she wanted to look as calm as possible, her tightly clenched hands still betrayed her.
Sure enough, Ji Nanjue covered her nose with one hand, put the other hand on her waist, and said:
"You still know how to come to me? I thought you were broken and just wanted to be happy?"
"..."
Su Bei was speechless after being spoken to, and Ji Nanjue's tone seemed to be a little more angry today.
Shan Wulan stepped forward, stood in front of Su Bei, and said casually:
"What? Does Su Bei Xiaoyao Happiness still need your consent?"
"Woman, are you your husband's mother?"
"Do you care so much?"
Ji Nanjue's brows twitched momentarily, thinking about how she calmly told Li Zijun last night that she should be generous and pay more attention to her position in a man's heart instead of arguing with other women and causing trouble.
But now I find that, as expected, I still can’t swallow some of my anger.
Her voice rose and she looked at Shan Wulan:
"oh?"
Shan Wulan just smiled.
Seeing that the war between the two women seemed to be rising again, Su Beiqian smiled and said:
"Anyway, hurry in!"
After separating the two people, they came to the room. Su Bei told Ji Nanjue the reason why the peach blossoms fell last night, and at the same time, he took out the peach wood sword.
Ji Nanjue looked at the 'Laughing Spring Breeze' silently and leaned it against her side. Sure enough, the evil spirit in her body melted away a little bit.
"What are your plans next?"
Su Bei glanced at Li Zijun, thought for a while and replied:
"It's better to go to Nandu and tell the Confucian sage what happened recently."
"Well, and...it seems that the Immortal Gate is about to open?"
Shan Wulan nodded, as if he had thought of something, and said with a strange expression:
"Speaking of which, there is a new disciple of the Sword Sect named Mo Fan."
"He made an appointment with Mo Li to fight."
Su Bei looked at her with a puzzled expression and blinked: