Wang Yue Han

Chapter 98: Blossoms in full bloom

I don't know how long it has been lingering, until the world is silent, this absurdity will not stop; Jiang Zihan's legs are still faintly bleeding, he propped himself up, and stroked his belly secretly: "Yan Ziyao, can you still return?" Remember the bet between us? If you and I are destined to live forever, then wait until the day the bet ends... come back to me, and then I will make a break with you, life or death.";" If you don't want to, it's okay if you kill me now, but do you think you have the ability to kill me now? If you can't fight me fairly and let me kill you by mistake, then... I will let The disciples of your sect and the people of this world will be buried with you." Jiang Zihan sat in the same place, struggling to put on his clothes, the night wind...is really cool...but... his heart is even colder, if he could, why would he want to go there This level, in the final analysis, is only because of the word "love insanity"...

"Okay... When the flowers bloom in March next year, I will come to meet your battle." The whistling wind blew a scroll to Yan Ziyao's feet. He glanced sideways, and it was the scroll that he had lost at that time. He didn't know why this painting appeared in Jiang Zihan's clothes, but when he saw this painting again now, he felt that it was a joke of extravagant expectations, so he didn't bend over to pick it up, but walked slowly to Ci Xue In front of the sword, he held the hilt and pulled it out, and then left a stream of sword energy behind him without looking back, and left alone in the wind; the sword energy passed by Jiang Zihan's ear, cutting off a strand of his black hair, It also shattered the beautiful scroll; "Are you really...wouldn't even leave me a memory?" Now that I have come to this point, I can't turn back, but it's okay, it's good to keep making mistakes like this.

Mohan let Ping'er and the others go according to the time, but when Ping'er returned to the teacher's door, he became preoccupied because Mohan told her something that could only be kept a secret forever; He came back at night, he went to the front yard and told the disciples in the door that the man would not come again, and told the disciples to disperse and rest at ease. After everyone dispersed, Yan Ziyao also wanted to go back to rest, but the tense heartstrings suddenly When he fell, he felt weak and weak, and if it wasn't for Ci Xue's support, he would have fallen to the ground a long time ago; seeing his embarrassment, Yudu directly grabbed his hand to diagnose his pulse, and Yudu diagnosed it according to the pulse , There is nothing wrong with Yan Ziyao's body, but... his body seems to be much weaker than a month ago, but it doesn't seem to be caused by internal injuries. He raised his eyebrows and asked: "Ziyao, have you...have you ever suffered Internal injury?"; "Never...Master Yudu, you don't need to ask too much, right now...maybe I need to trouble a few master uncles, and I will help Ziyao take care of things in the door for a while, I will retreat for a while, Only then can the lost cultivation base be cultivated back."; Yan Ziyao sat on the stone steps next to him, and the moonlight spread all over the ground like silver. This year's Mid-Autumn Festival has been really troublesome; How to get the other party to put Ping'er and the others back, only let Ping'er go to the family of the victimized disciple, and send some compensation money to them; "We will naturally take care of the things in the door, but before retreating, you have to put this Eat something." Yudu held a golden grain in his hand and put it in Yan Ziyao's palm: "This is the golden pill that your master turned into after his death, he said, this is the last thing he can do for you I hope you can find the way you should go, and don't let him take pains."; "Disciple...understand..." Yan Ziyao held the golden core tightly, and asked the way to ensure both safety and security in this world. Not to blame, sir...

Yan Ziyao closed the door, although the disciples in the school were very tongue-in-cheek, but under the power of Ping'er, it was finally slowly diluted by time; after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Jiang Zihan didn't have the free time to take care of other things, the spider has cultivated a bit As the days improved, he drove the spider spirit to live in a bamboo house, and he borrowed the spider spirit's cave to retreat for two months before coming out; in a blink of an eye, the new year was approaching, and Beishan also ushered in the first snow, and Mo Han stayed here all the time. In the bamboo house, Jie Chen was still there, and the spider spirit saw that he was fair and beautiful, so he went to make trouble for him from time to time, and then Mo Han would drag Jie Chen behind him to protect him, pointing at the spider spirit and scolding him. Said: "Don't be ashamed! Monk Jiechen is my man. If you move your hands and feet again, I will chop off your eight paws with a knife!"; "Oh, the little girl has a temper, and I will move What can you do to me?" The spider spirit stretched out his hand provocatively over Mo Han to tease Jie Chen, and Mo Han was so angry that he turned around and took out a kitchen knife, and ran after him; of course the spider spirit knew Mo Han Han has those small things in his heart, that's why he intentionally teased Jie Chen, and he was very happy seeing Mo Han's distraught appearance, which shows that the little rabbit really cares about Jie Chen; Heartless, why, are you just so happy?" Lu Zhuofeng appeared outside the bamboo house with Liu Yiyun on his arm, and they haven't seen each other for a few months, Lu Zhuofeng raised himself to a more rosy complexion; he raised his hand and pushed the firewood door away , walked over and grabbed Mo Han's ear and laughed: "The little rabbit has grown fat again, will he kill spiders with a knife?"; "Let go, let go!" Mo Han struggled to free his ear from Lu Zhuofeng's hands, Tongue out at him: "Brother Zhuofeng, you are not bad, you still only bully me! If Brother Zihan, brother Zihan!"; , who is it not Jiang Zihan?

The weather was cold, Jiang Zihan added a white fur coat for himself, and held a white oiled paper umbrella. If it wasn't for the fact that his hair was still black, it might make people feel that it was just a tip of an iceberg in the snow. , as if he was protecting something; he had just come out of closed-door training, and his body had not yet fully recovered, when he was bumped into a stagger by Mo Han, and a corner of the thing he was protecting under the fur clothes showed, and Mo Han exclaimed: "There is a little Tuanzi!"; Jiang Zihan wrapped Qiusang tightly, and said indifferently, "Aren't you cold?"; "Hehe...it seems a little bit." Mohan lowered his head and smirked, and then secretly glanced at Jiang Zihan The little dumpling in his arms, the little dumpling was white and tender, looked like the soft and smooth little bun, Mo Han was already salivating just looking at it; Jiang Zihan immediately frowned when his own dumpling was missed, and pretended to be angry: " Wipe off your saliva, or I'll eat you first."; Jiang Zihan hugged the dumpling, walked to the eaves and threw the umbrella to the spider spirit, carried the dumpling into the house by himself, and found some soft meat from the cabinet. Qiu Chang came to lay on the bed before he dared to carefully put Xiaotuanzi on the bed; Xiaotuanzi was sleeping soundly, Jiang Zihan noticed the burning eyes behind him: "What are you looking at me for? Am I uglier than before?"; Lu Zhuofeng stood On the head of the bed, pointing at Xiao Tuanzi and looking at Jiang Zihan, he asked: "Where did you come from, please explain."; "I gave birth." Jiang Zihan said coldly, shocking everyone, Lu Zhuofeng couldn't stand still for a moment and almost bumped into the lamp On the pillar, fortunately, Liu Yiyun helped him in time; "What do you gain by torturing yourself for him...will he give up the position of head of the sect for you? Can he give up the path of cultivating immortals for you? "Lu Zhuofeng's heart was overwhelmed. It is against the heavens for a boy to conceive a child. How much he must suffer. Monsters are different from humans. The period of conceiving a child is not fixed. Jiang Zihan is a man. It was only two days ago that Xiaotuanzi was born safely because he cultivated himself to irrigate. As for the process, he didn't want to mention it, but he knew that in this life, he would only suffer for one person; "He... won't." Xiaotuanzi's tender little hand tightly held Jiang Zihan's finger. He originally thought that if Xiaotuanzi had Xiaotuanzi, Yan Ziyao might be able to give up everything for the sake of the child, but after Xiaotuanzi was born, he continued to retreat for two more days Only then did he realize that even if Yan Ziyao knew about this child, he would only loathe himself even more, because it was a weird thing for a boy to conceive a child; so he changed his mind, even if he died in Yan Ziyao's hands in the future, he would definitely not Let him know that there is still this child, and if he wants to break it, he must be broken; "You, after all, I still can't let him go..." Lu Zhuofeng sat by the bed and looked at Xiaotuanzi seriously. He looked very much like Yan Ziyao, but his eyebrows and eyes looked more like Jiang Zihan. He played with Xiaotuanzi's tender little hands and asked, "Then what are you going to do now? Does this Xiaotuanzi have a name?"; "Ziyue. "I have a thought in my heart, this month is like a key, but I have not seen you now, whether I am thinking or pity, it is nothing but hatred...

"Alas..." Lu Zhuofeng looked at Xiaotuanzi, feeling all sorts of sorrows for no reason, she was beautiful, and it was not as difficult as a word of love; perhaps because there were too many people, Xiaotuan cried when she fell asleep, Jiang Zihan gently hugged him into his arms, Xiaotuanzi smelled the faint fragrance of his body, and then fell asleep peacefully; Lu Zhuofeng poked Xiaotuanzi's nose, inexplicably feeling good, and said with a smile: "You little one, your father But a master who bleeds but does not shed tears, how can you cry so hard."; "Xiaotuanzi is so scary when he cries..." Mohan pulled Jie An to hide in the corner, secretly staring at the bedside, but Xiaotuanzi didn't She is so cute when she is not crying, she poked Jie Chen's arm, and asked softly: "I really want to hug Xiaotuanzi, but I am afraid that he will cry, what should I do?"; the spider spirit has not calmed down until now Son, standing there blankly like a puppet, he was really hit hard, Jiang Zihan didn't see anyone in seclusion for several months, he actually went... He asked Liu Yiyun beside him to pinch himself to see if he was dreaming; Of course Liu Yiyun would not be polite to him when he sent him home to seek abuse. He pinched the spider spirit ruthlessly, and the other party yelled in pain as soon as he ate it. After being glared at by Jiang Zihan, he immediately wanted to cry Covering his mouth without tears, it seems that this is not a dream; "Zhuofeng, go out with me for a walk." It has been a long time since he had a peaceful conversation with his friends; "Okay." Lu Zhuofeng asked him to take the moon Handing it over to Liu Yiyun, the two went out with umbrellas.

They walked along the cobblestone path and walked up the mountain without a word. There was heavy snow, and the ground was covered with a layer of silver frost; "I have only been here for a few months, and the flowers on the other side have failed to bloom." It is floating, but when it falls, it presses down on the dead leaves on the other side. It used to be blood-red all over the place, like Huangquan: "Manzhushahua, just because of the word love, Huangquan and Biluo will never meet again..."; "When the flowers bloom Gorgeous, the flowers bloom after they fall, and life is bitter, that’s how it is..." Flowers bloom and wither is natural and simple, and so is life’s ups and downs. It’s just because people have a heart, so they are too affectionate, because they are vacillating between picking up and letting go, so It hurts so much that it hurts my bones and my heart.