After the rebirth, the villain was arched

Until Mi Ji really trapped the bully in the dream, she still had an unreal feeling. If there was nothing abnormal in the dream, she really thought that Huabuyu had changed.

"What's the matter?" Seeing the way she looked at him, Hua Buyu poured out a cup of tea and pushed it to Jun Rong.

"I thought you were going to stop me."

Huabuyu shook his head: "This is the retribution he deserves."

Rong Jun looked around, smiled and smoothed things over: "Thank you for saving me and saving so many innocent women, Rong Jun has nothing to repay, how about playing a song for the two of you?"

Huabuyu looked at the stunned Miji, and made a gesture of invitation.

Rong Jun walked to the xylophone placed in the room, tried the pitch casually, and began to play with ten fingers.

This is a movement that is so old that it is about to become extinct. It is rarely heard in Hualou now. Huabuyu only felt that the tune was familiar, and couldn't remember where it was heard.

Rong Jun played for a while, and Mi Ji, who was sitting by the side, suddenly began to sing.

"Recalling the past, recalling the south of the Yangtze River, the past is flickering, seeing the water but not the mountains..."

The minor tune is clear and soft, like a whisper, but the whisper in the middle of the night is not desolate, only endless melancholy.

At the end of the song, tears rolled down her face at some point, and Mi Ji cried tremblingly: "Sister, how...how did you know this song?"

Jun Rong was also stunned: "I heard it by chance, and I liked it, so I followed suit."

Mi Ji took a deep breath and smiled at her: "It sounds good."

This is not her favorite piece of music, but her favorite piece of music. There is no other reason. The piano is too difficult to learn, and I can't always find the sound. This piece is simple and beautiful, and she likes it the most.

"Let me play one too." Mi Ji went to sit down, as if remembering something, sighed, and began to play and sing slowly.

Compared with the song just now, the sound of the piano is exciting and joyful. The strings of the piano are clanging like knives and swords, and even the air is torn apart by it.

This is my sister's favorite song. It has nothing to do with love. It is full of hope and struggle.

Hua Buyu quietly left the room and found a secluded place. After five years, he finally stopped.

The moonlight was white and clear, and he warmed a pot of wine habitually. When pouring the wine, he smiled sadly, poured a glass and put it next to him, and drank lightly against the moon.

Warming wine is not his habit, let alone this summer night, but because Ji Cangsheng doesn't like cold wine, the aroma of the wine will be stronger after warming.

Huabuyu always thought that as long as she was busy enough to fill up all the time, she would be able to squeeze out her thoughts, but her thoughts were just like this wine, gentle enough to even intoxicate her breathing.

After letting go, Huabuyu only felt that she missed him very much. It was obviously five years of hard life every day, and every moment of leaving him was as hard as time stood still, but it was like a flick of a finger, as if the last time we met was yesterday.

It's a pity that the thin wine in this world is scarce, and he can't get drunk no matter what. He really misses the time when he was drunk.

The moon was getting higher and higher, and the night was so thick that it was boundless. Mi Ji floated up, squatting a little away from the stove, and the fire light penetrated her body, making her more transparent.

"You said... is there really reincarnation in this world?" Mi Ji stared at the flickering fire, a little dazed.

"What do you think?" Hua Buyu raised his head to drink the cold wine, but couldn't tell much difference.

"I thought it was just a resemblance." Mi Ji smiled self-deprecatingly, "If there is really a reincarnation, then why am I..."

"You didn't reincarnate, maybe it was to meet her."

Mi Ji looked up at Hua Buyu with a strange expression: "I think you have changed."

"I always have."

"I really envy you..." She stood up and fiddled with the hem of the skirt. She had transformed the skirt, and changed several colors in the blink of an eye. "At least you are not separated by yin and yang. When I think of her still in this world, I will Very happy."

Huabuyu said in a deep voice, "I want to go back."

Mi Ji paused with the hand holding the skirt: "If I remember correctly..."

She was in a good mood, so she didn't say the second half of the sentence.

"So Mr. Rong can't go to Tianyuan Gate for the time being. I need your help."

after March.

Tianyuan Gate.

"God..." Before Li Shujun could yell out, her foot turned around and landed outside the door after stepping on the threshold.

Zhehua pushed her out the door, and silenced her with a long hiss.

"Senior brother, let me in!" Li Shujun was pushed out of the door, jumping up and down unhappily, "I heard my brother...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

Zhehua had to cover the little girl's mouth, and saw Qiru who hurried back before walking far, and said hello awkwardly.

Li Shujun was almost suffocated, Zhehua let go.

"Brother! I found out about my brother!"

"Hush!" Zhehua almost covered her mouth again, not sure if it was far enough, but only hoped that Ji Cangsheng wouldn't hear it.

"What, what's the matter?" Li Shujun was a little nervous by his appearance, her tongue choked and she stuttered.

Zhehua cast a barrier, and explained: "Master already knew about it, you have been in retreat with your master these days, and you are not clear about it, and Tahua caused a big disaster outside."

Li Shujun's facial features twitched for a while, and finally let out an inexplicable sound: "Uh...ah?"

Zhehua sighed heavily.

"I don't know what's wrong with stepping on flowers. Recently, many places have written letters saying that there are disciples of Tianyuanmen... well, anyway, don't touch Master at this pass. Master's face has changed in anger these days. "

"Brother Zhehua, I don't want you to be so appetizing..." Li Shujun was extremely wronged, if he knew it, he would not go to retreat with Master, and he didn't get any melons!

Zhehua glanced left and right to confirm that no one else was there, and then explained in a low voice.

It turned out that in the past few months, Huabuyu, who had almost disappeared without a trace, suddenly left the customs, and he did not know where he got the opportunity, and his strength increased greatly. People everywhere are in dire straits, and they all sue at Tianyuan Gate.

In the beginning, 22 Shangxian didn't take it seriously, and then the Shangxian of the four great immortal sects almost broke through the threshold. After all, they came out of Tianyuanmen, so they couldn't deal with them casually, mainly because they couldn't beat them, so they came to Tianyuan door complaint.

Hearing it happily and with great relish, he almost took out a handful of melon seeds and ate it.

Zhehua saw her like this, and said with a helpless smile: "Why don't you have any conscience at all, girl."

Only then did Ren Ran realize that his reaction was too calm, and hastily raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly: "How did my brother become such a sub!"

It seems that during the period of retreat, another genius disciple of their master's school has misinterpreted his accent.

"You look like...why do you seem to know something?" Zhehua looked at her.

"Senior Brother, don't wrong me. I have been in retreat with Master for more than half a year. I don't know why my brother is crazy..."

"Don't say that about your brother." Zhehua tapped her on the head lightly, "It's weird, anyway, don't get involved in this matter, do you hear me?"

"Okay!" Li Shujun patted her chest and promised.

In fact, she is really a bit tricky. In five years, it is impossible to really break contact with Huabuyu. She has met Huabuyu several times in private, before retreating. Her eyes are not ordinary, but the slightest Don't worry about it.

However, I was still thinking about it, and after the little girl touched her chin and left, she muttered, "What happened to my brother..."

Zichen came rushing like the wind, and asked Zhehua, "Is the little girl out of customs? Have you heard about it?"

"Can you not hear about it? Who doesn't know about the Upper Immortal Realm now..."

Zichen laughed so badly: "This little junior brother is quite powerful."

"What's the matter?"

"Where is Jade Butterfly, are you back yet?"

"No."

"Then I'm leaving." After Zichen finished speaking, his feet slipped faster than anyone else, he is now Zixufeng's personal disciple, and he is very busy all day, but it is all thanks to the silence of flowers.

Zhehua sighed in the direction Zichen was leaving for an unknown number of times before turning around and entering Tianyuan Hall.

Recently, the thunderstorm came in such a hurry that Ji Cangsheng was too lazy to move the nest, and most of them rested here. When the flowers were folded in, Bai Ge was reporting something. Did not hear the previous words.

Zhehua is now at the side, suddenly feeling a little emotional.Master's health is not good, and the incident five years ago was even more debilitating. In addition, he has been invaded by evil spirits for many years, and he always looks weak and sick at any time.

Others may not be able to see it, but Zhehua is careful and has already sensed something.

When Hua Buyu just left, everyone was talking about how ruthless and unfeeling this Tianyuan Immortal Venerable was, but no one knew that the unfeeling person they talked about would also forget about food and drink, like a walking corpse without saying a word for several months In a word.later……

Later, it was like a different person.

The former Tianyuan Immortal Venerable was dressed in white and snow-covered, with a beautiful scenery like the moon. He was an independent fairy in the world, but now he is dressed in dark hair and has black hair and is as cold as ice.

I am no longer in the mood to tease birds and pick flowers. I hold books and read in my spare time. I spend more and more time taking naps, as if I have been tired all the time.

Not to mention the disciples of Tianyuan Peak, even the 22nd Immortal could see something was wrong, but no one dared to mention it, and no one could explain it.

until……

"I see." Ji Cangsheng frowned, his expression couldn't stop showing disgust, he waved them off, saying he was tired.

"Do you think Master is really tired?" Bai Ge asked himself and replied, "I'm afraid I'm not angry."

"It's well known that Tianyuan Peak's disciples are making such a fuss, tell me..." Bai Ge quietly asked Zhehua, "What kind of medicine does Xiaotahuaer sell in this gourd?"

"Are you still in the mood?" Zhehua didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, "I didn't know you were so good at embellishing things like this before."

"Senior brother, don't worry, since you know that this is what Xiao Tahua'er meant, naturally you want to help our little brother."

"What do you mean?" Zhehua was taken aback for a moment, and Baige obviously meant something.

"Ham, in fact, I have already gone to those villages to see them in private. Guess what?"

"Ok?"

"I'm having a great time. Everyone calls us Little Treading Flowers Treading Flowers Immortal Lord. How come it becomes a troublesome scourge as soon as it is passed on, what do you think?"

"He deliberately angered Master?"

Bai Ge shook his shoulders: "Okay, don't worry, I'm going to prepare for this period of time, bruises and so on, don't let Xiaota Huaer get beaten to death when she comes back."

Zhehua smiled: "Master will really let Tahua come back?"

"I have already asked Huanhuan to deliver the letter."

Biluo Village.

"Hey, stepping on the flower, don't bask in the sun here, watch out for the splash of sewage!"

"No problem."

"Treading Flower Immortal." Rong Jun came over with a teapot and called everyone to come and drink tea.

It was the busy season of farming in autumn, and the wind was hot and dry, but it was very refreshing on the body.Huabuyu looked into the distance, as if waiting for something.

"Xianjun said, don't call him Shangxian, you mouth!" The man's wife in the field patted him on the back, and handed over the towel that beat him.

"Hey, Rare, it's autumn, why are there still butterflies?"

"Hey, whose cat is so fat!"

Under the scorching sun, the firefly butterfly fluttered and flew over slowly as if it had no strength.

Huabuyu stretched out his hand, and the pure white spirit butterfly landed on his fingertips, and a familiar, slightly angry voice rang in his ears, only three words.

"Go back."

To be continued.

The author has something to say: no one watched it, so I'm going to roll/cry/cry