Just when Linghu Heng was sleeping soundly, his body was shaken by waves, and his consciousness seemed to be a little awake. A clear and sweet voice like the cry of an oriole in his ear said: "Hey, big bad guy, it's time for you to wake up.
, how long have you been asleep?..."
Linghu Heng thought to himself: "Hey, isn't this Yue'er's voice? She...is calling me?"
He opened his eyes drowsily, and sure enough, a face full of girlish aura appeared before his eyes.
"Hey, you bad guy, are you finally willing to wake up? If you hadn't woken up yet, I would have thought you had returned to your position!" Yue'er smiled heartlessly.
"You have just returned to your place, and your whole family has returned to their place!" Linghu Heng cursed fiercely in his heart, but he did not dare to say these words. It was not because he was afraid of Yue'er, but because Yang Damei was by his side.
Well, it's so bad to be heard by her. Maybe the impression in her heart will be lowered. Besides, Linghu Heng is not very noble in the eyes of Miss Yang. In fact, Linghu Heng and Yue'er "flirt" with each other.
It's not a big deal, at most they'll get punched and embroidered. When they were on the cliff, they had already "teased Wuji". Together with the disrespectful short old man, the three of them could be called the Ancient Sword Sect.
The "disaster"...
Linghu Heng struggled to sit up, first looked around, and then asked: "Hey, where is that white-bearded old Taoist priest?"
Yue'er looked at Linghu Heng as if looking at a mental patient, then stretched out her hand to touch Linghu Heng's forehead. Linghu Heng was unprepared and was touched by her. He quickly turned over and avoided Yue'er.
He frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"
Yue'er seemed to be talking to herself: "Hey, I don't have a fever either. Why are you talking nonsense?"
After hearing these words, even the usually dignified and beautiful Yang Zhishuang covered her mouth and burst into laughter, let alone Wu Zhen, a big guy who was leaning forward and backward with a smile that almost hit the ground.
Already.
Even Lin Jiandi, who had always been steady, smiled and said half-jokingly: "Ah Heng, you must have fallen asleep, and have you taken the things in your dream to be true?"
Linghu Heng asked suspiciously: "Is it really just a dream?"
In fact, he himself didn't really believe that what he said before was true. After all, no matter who he told that he went to Buzhou Immortal Mountain and drank fairy wine and ate fairy fruit with an old Taoist priest with a white beard, they would definitely be regarded as such.
I'm so crazy that I think about it and daydream about it every day.
However, that scene was vivid in my mind, and it was so real. It didn't look like a dream at all. "What on earth is going on?" Linghu Heng muttered to himself, and for a while he couldn't tell whether it was true or false.
…
Lin Jiandi saw that Linghu Heng's expression was very abnormal, and thought to herself: "Did Junior Brother have a nightmare?"
Thinking of this, Lin Jiandi stepped forward to comfort Linghu Heng and said, "Ah Heng, don't worry too much, it's just a dream."
Linghu Heng was not a picky person, so he thought for a while and couldn't figure it out. Lin Jiandi continued: "Let's go out. This is really just a simple cave. Not to mention treasures, even living creatures.
without."
Linghu Heng's strange eyes had returned to normal for some unknown reason. He looked around, and sure enough, there was nothing in the dark cave, which was not that big. Yue'er pouted and said, "Humph, what a useless treasure."
Tu, brought us here, there is not even a hair on the treasure!"
After saying that, Yue'er threw the treasure map in her hand to the ground fiercely. She still didn't feel relieved and jumped on it, as if she had a deep hatred for the treasure map. In the final analysis, it was still out of human greed.
, thinking that there must be countless magic treasures in the treasure land, but unexpectedly it was just an empty cave. From full of hope to despair, this scene was too extreme.
Linghu Heng was still thinking about the Buzhou Fairy Mountain, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of the treasure map with his special eyes, which seemed to be emitting a faint golden light. He quickly closed the special eyes and looked again, but he didn't see any clues. He immediately shouted: "
Yue'er, stop!"
Yue'er was getting angry and yelled: "You bad guy, don't worry, I have to tear up this treasure map!"
Linghu Heng hurriedly jumped up, grabbed the treasure map, wiped it like a treasure, and said: "You don't want it, I want it!"
Yue'er said angrily: "Take it if you want it. I will be upset when I see it... Hey, what is that?"
Linghu Heng said subconsciously: "What?"
He looked back following Yue'er's eyes and saw a fairy medicine plant lying quietly on the ground, emitting bursts of soft fragrance, refreshing the heart and mind. There seemed to be a faint stream of light on the snow-white petals. If you count them carefully, hehe,
Aren’t they just seven petals?
Everyone's eyes widened and they said in unison: "Seven leaves... Qiye Hanlian?!"
Yue'er ran over, carefully picked up the white elixir, held it in the palm of her hand, looked at it carefully, and gently smelled the fragrance of the elixir, with a look of satisfaction on her delicate little face, and then slowly spoke.
He said: "It's really a seven-leafed flower!" In his voice, I could hear the surprise of "there is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with bright flowers and willows".
Linghu Heng silently hid the leather-like treasure map in his arms, and then asked in confusion: "Where did this seven-leaf lotus come from?"
Wu Zhen said: "Junior brother, I saw it fell out of your arms."
"What?"
Linghu Heng's eyes widened with a look of disbelief. Suddenly, he remembered what the white-bearded old Taoist priest said before he fell into coma, "This is what you need urgently. I'll give it to you..." Could it be that
, that, is not a dream, but real?
Linghu Heng was completely confused. It took him a long time to put aside all the complicated emotions and start to talk about other things and change the topic.
Yue'er came here for the treasures, and getting this elixir is more precious than ten treasures. There is a smile in her eyes at this moment. The great beauty Yang Zhishuang still has the same expression that everything is going away, but
Are you happy or sad? I don’t know what you are thinking about? Apart from the glance towards Lin Jiandi, the occasional hint of tenderness...
Everyone searched the small cave again, but found nothing of value. They had no choice but to reluctantly leave the cave.
Walking on the winding road again, Lin Jiandi saw that Linghu Heng's brows were furrowed and he seemed to be still immersed in that dream. He fell behind a little and said softly to Linghu Heng: "A Heng, don't think too much, then
It's just a dream. The most urgent task is to send the Seven-leaf Hanlian to Mr. Shi and treat Mrs. Linghu."
Linghu Heng looked at Lin Jiandi with his dark, clear eyes, without a trace of fireworks, and asked suspiciously: "Brother, do you think that is really a dream?"
Lin Jiandi was stunned and said, "Why not?"
Linghu Heng looked at Lin Jiandi and said, "Then how do you explain the seven-leaf lotus root?"
Lin Jiandi was left speechless by the question. After a long while, he said: "Ah Heng, tell me, what is that dream about?"
Linghu Heng weighed the pros and cons and decided not to tell anything about the fairy world, but what happened when he woke up from a coma: he climbed Buzhou Fairy Mountain, talked with the old gods, drank fairy wine, and ate fairy fruits.
.Not only that, but before leaving, I took someone else’s elixir...
Linghu Heng's ability to tell stories is naturally not outstanding. He listened to a lot of storytellers when he was young, so he naturally knows how to tell stories. When he heard this, Lin Jiandi was startled and his heart almost jumped out of his chest. After a long while,
Lin Jiandi came back to his senses and lowered his voice and said: "Ah Heng, you have got a great opportunity! Don't tell others anymore, just know it yourself. Alas, if I can climb Buzhou Immortal Mountain once in my life, I will die.
And no regrets!”
Linghu Heng felt depressed for a while, thinking: "It's okay not to have this opportunity! Bad luck, bad luck!" Also, for no reason, a huge responsibility still falls on you. Can you not be depressed?
Yue'er saw them muttering behind and didn't know what they were talking about. She turned back to look at them curiously. Yang Zhishuang asked: "Yue'er, what's wrong?"
Yue'er whispered: "What are they talking about, so mysterious?"
Yang Zhishuang's eyes flashed with tenderness again, and the young man who once was so powerful in the swordsmanship appeared in his mind. He gradually became one with the young man in front of him. There was no sense of disharmony, but what made people's hearts move was that his
Instead, he exudes a mature and steady look, which is so intoxicating.
Yang Zhishuang said softly: "It's better for Yue'er not to inquire about matters between men!"
Yue'er pouted and said, "It's really annoying. This fairy medicine hasn't even heated up, yet they are going to use it to save people!"
Yang Zhishuang smiled, she was so pure and pure, just like a fairy from the Nine Heavens came down to the mortal world: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, not to mention when did our Ancient Sword Sect stop saving people in the face of death? Although Mrs. Linghu is dead
She is from a demon sect, but she is a chivalrous and righteous person. Master admires her very much. She is a strange woman who cannot be outdone by women. We save her life, which can be regarded as a merit."
Yue'er suddenly chuckled and said: "I can give the elixir to Yao Lao, but it won't be for free. I must ask Yao Lao for a few beauty pills to take good care of my skin. Sister Yang, I really envy you."
Where’s the skin?”
"Ah! Damn it, little girl, what are you doing!" It turned out that Yue'er took advantage of Miss Yang's lack of attention and made a sneak attack on her skin as smooth and tender as a baby, causing Miss Yang to become angry for a while, but Yue'er immediately ran away.
Run away, leaving behind a string of laughter like silver bells...
Not long after, everyone had arrived at the forbidden area. Linghu Heng took out the leather-like treasure map, and everyone entered the forbidden area hand in hand again. Linghu Heng held the smooth little hand again, and his heart surged.
A heart is like a small boat floating on the waves, beating fiercely...
On the contrary, because Miss Yang was mentally prepared, she ended up being more generous, as if the embarrassment was someone else.
After the ban was released, Linghu Heng reluctantly put down the soft and boneless catkins, but his expression was full of regret, thinking in his heart: "I don't know when I will be able to hold her hand again? Alas, why don't I know?
Enough? It’s a great fate that she can hold it for me three times!”
This thought flashed past, and at this moment, everyone took out their fairy swords and whizzed away with their swords in the direction of Medicine God Valley... (To be continued)