Peach Blossom Song + Fanwai

On the day when she broke through to transform into a god, the whole mountain was shrouded in white light, from faint to radiant, Mingser noticed something strange in the rabbit hole, hurriedly went out to check, and saw that scene, Junyao turned into a human form, closed her eyes and Sitting, the light spread from her body, extremely dazzling, but her expression was peaceful, no different from usual.

Minser stood at the entrance of the cave for a long time, and for the first time, he didn't approach. He returned to the cave and devoted himself to cultivating.

Just in the middle of the night, the little tiger was sleeping soundly.

The past events surfaced, but Jun Yao did not experience any fluctuations.

There was a light sound outside the window, and Jun Yao gently moved the little tiger's paw on her left arm to her own right paw.The little tiger moved, feeling soft under its paws in a daze, thinking it was still on Jun Yao's arm, and continued to sleep soundly.

Jun Yao couldn't help smiling, the smile was shallow, fleeting, but full of tenderness.After settled Xiao Yuan, she went out the door.

Minser was standing in the courtyard, and when she saw her come out, he made a spiritual slip out of thin air and threw it at Jun Yao.This Lingjian recorded the traces of Taoist Tan Guang's cave.Jun Yao knew it well, she caught it, put it in her sleeve pocket, and turned to leave.

Mincer was behind her, and suddenly said: It is obvious that I met you first.

Jun Yao paused for a moment, she didn't know why Mincer always did some disturbing things, which attracted her to look for her, and why she always surrounded her.When I met Xiao Yuan, after 800 years of love, I understood.

She said lightly: "For love, there is no such thing as first come first come first."

Mincer looked at her back, tears streaming down his face.After Jun Yao finished speaking, she went back to the wooden house.Mincer has seen how she cared for the King of Han, the little tiger, and her every life.

That kind of Junyao is different, as if she has melted the frost and snow, she is gentle and graceful, without reservation.Such a Junyao is something she has been thinking about day and night, and she can't ask for it.

Minser remembered that Jun Yao actually hugged her once.

It was a spring day when the peach blossoms were in full bloom. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old little Han King came to Guangping Temple. She was wearing a light crimson round-neck blouse, with a childish face and clear eyes.

She had just transformed at that time, and she came to look for Junyao, hoping to hear her praise.As soon as he entered the temple, he saw the king of Han, who had a royal air on him.She was overjoyed in her heart, devouring Wang Qi, her cultivation level improved greatly, and those with good luck could even become immortals. If she had eaten this Wang Qi, the gap with Jun Yao would not be so big.

The king of Han was walking in the garden, and she stopped in front of Junyao. Junyao was in full bloom like never before. Mincer had never seen Junyao blooming, and she had never seen such a beautiful peach blossom. Come to think of it, the King of Han has already left Taoyuan.

Mincer was in a hurry, but there was an unspeakable panic in his heart.Junyao's flowering will not be for her to see. The garden is full of ordinary people, and the most different one is the king of Han who is carrying the kingly spirit.She became more and more flustered, turned into a boy, and went to test the King of Han.

At that time, Jun Yao picked her up, but although she hugged her, her eyes kept falling on King Han, and her resignation was more gentle than ever before, and she saluted to the mortal: Thank you son for taking care of my younger brother.

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The little tiger had a good night's sleep, and when he woke up, Jun Yao was no longer by his side.She turned over and looked inside, but there was no one there.Snow drifted outside the window, the door was open, snowflakes drifted into the eaves, and a thin layer of snow accumulated on the porch.

The little tiger raised his claws and rubbed his eyes, jumped off the couch, and went to look for Junyao.

Jun Yao was in the side room, sitting behind the desk, and was sketching on the paper with a pen.In front of her was a piece of paper, an inkstone, and an ink ingot, as well as a scroll of scrolls, and a small plate of chopped pheasant meat.

The little tiger came over, rubbed against Jun Yao's body, then lay down next to her, yawned lazily.

Jun Yao stopped writing, pushed away the pen and ink and the half-drawn paper, picked up the little tiger, and brought the small plate containing the mountain pheasant meat to her body.The little tiger rubbed against her arms, and nestled still.

A Yuan, who just woke up, was stunned, Jun Yao smiled, and while stroking her hair, said: If you are sleepy, go to sleep for a while.

Xiao Yuan shook his head.

Jun Yao stopped talking and stroked her hair lightly, waiting for her to wake up.

Mincer's disturbance yesterday did not affect their relationship in the slightest.The little tiger has a big heart, and he will be relieved after being coaxed, and will not hold on to it.Jun Yao understands Ming Se's intentions, but so what, if Ming Se makes trouble again, all she can do is to be tolerant to her, not to blame her, but her heart belongs to Xiao Yuan completely.

After a while, the little tiger came to his senses. He stepped on the edge of the book with his two front paws, and licked the pheasant meat in the plate. heat.

Eat up, just full.Jun Yao put the plate aside, and said to the little tiger: "Go and play."

Xiao Yuan jumped off Junyao, walked to the door, looked at the snow blowing outside, and came back again, still rubbing against Junyao.

Jun Yao glanced at her, smiled, picked up the pen again, and sketched on the paper.

The painting seemed to be a valley, and the little tiger looked around and became curious.But she knew that A Yao was doing business and could not disturb her.So she watched quietly, pondering on her own, while waiting for Jun Yao to finish the drawing, she came to explain her doubts.

Her eyes were full of curiosity, Jun Yao smiled, put down her pen, and gave Ling Jian to her.

The little tiger didn't know what it was for, it was like a small piece of wood, when she dialed it, Ling Jian rolled twice.Junyao taught her: This is a Lingjian, with the characters written on it, stick it on her forehead, and she can read it.