The little general is a pretty wolf wife

Unable to tell what kind of emotion it was, Yu Hualin felt the cold body in her arms, her eyes were half down, hiding thousands of thoughts in her eyes.Sighing faintly, he threw away the oil-paper umbrella, picked him up and went back to the inn.

After tidying up Chao Lan and letting her lie in the quilt, Yu Hualin opened the window and sat by the window, the snow stopped and the wind was still sudden, and the cold wind was blowing towards her face, but Yu Hualin had lost her sense of the warmth and coldness of the world.He lowered his head and wiped Yu Xiao, his brows and eyes were clear and cold, and he had the appearance of a banished fairy with a snowy look.

Chao Lan woke up from the sound of the ethereal flute, he turned his head to look, the scene of the noble young man with black hair and white clothes, his appearance like a jade, playing the flute, against the vast expanse of snow outside the window, he looked extremely elegant. Freehand ink painting.

Realizing that Chao Lan woke up, Yu Hualin put down his flute, looked back at him, his eyes met, the light was flowing, Chao Lan actually shed tears.Feeling terribly bored, Zhao Lan choked up with that kind of regret, heartache, regret and heartache intertwined.It seemed that something was about to break out of its shell. He didn't know who the handsome man in front of him was, but the nostalgia for reuniting after a long absence entangled him, forcing him to desperately grab and cling to him, as if not to do so, He will regret it for the rest of his life.

Yu Hualin pinned the flute to her waist, closed the window and walked over, then stood a few steps away from Chao Lan, and asked, "Why are you crying?"

"I don't know, I always want to cry when I see you." Zhao Lan raised her chilblained hands to wipe away her tears, and looked at Yu Hualin firmly, "I must have seen you before."

Yuhualin didn't speak for a long time.In front of him, Chao Lan had immature eyebrows and eyes, and he was no longer that indifferent general.But in the future, he will be more and more like him.Time is something that makes Yuhualin feel that he has no interest in everything. Looking back at his previous life, he died of illness in a cold and empty bedroom. It's time to see him for the last time.His teacher Du Ruhai had also passed away long ago, and at the end of his life, Yu Hualin really lived a lonely life.I used to be brooding about it, but now I just feel that it is like a big dream that I have been sleeping for a long time.Now I wake up from the dream, but I don't have any emotions.

He still missed that man until his death, but chose not to see him again.Now, after everything is calm, he still worries about the life and death of the other party.

Yu Hualin shook his head, "I haven't seen it before."

"Then why did you save me?"

"It's easy to do." Yuhualin took out two ingots of gold from his arms and put them on the table, "Be careful in the future, don't follow me anymore."

Chao Lan was dazzled by the gold, he rolled and crawled out of bed, came to Yu Hualin's side and held Yu Hualin's hand, "I want to stay by your side, you can take me as a slave, I just ask you Take me in. I don't have a home anymore, looking at you, I don't know why, I always want to stay by your side and be with you."

Yu Hualin did not break away from Zhao Lan, but said calmly: "Not everyone is qualified to stay by my side."

"..." Zhao Lan looked at him speechless.

Yuhua looked at him, "I'll send you to a place. If you can successfully leave the teacher and find me, then we'll talk about it."

Zhao Lan was in a daze for a moment, then said in a hoarse voice, yes, he had no choice.

Yuhualin asked Chaolan to rest, and he planned to go to Yuhualan again. After delivering the things, he should return to the heaven.

This time Yuhualin didn't go through the main entrance again, he came directly to Yuhualan's bedroom, Feng Qing was tying up Yuhualan's hair at that time, his expression was so gentle that water could drip out.

It turns out that emotion can really turn everything into soft fingers.

As soon as Yu Hualin appeared, Feng Qing covered Yu Hualan and said in a bad tone: "Let's go out and talk about something."

Before Yuhualin could speak, Yuhualan tugged on Lafengqing's sleeve, pushed him away and said with a smile, "What are you doing? You still want to stop us two brothers from talking. Did you do it again?" What's wrong with you?"

"How can it be, Hua Lan, I, I'm not..." Feng Qing felt extremely wronged, but she thought that the culprit was still herself, so she couldn't even defend herself.

Yuhualin raised his hand and a delicate purple wooden box appeared in the light and shadow. He stepped forward and handed it to Yuhualan, "Sixth brother, this medicine pill can keep your future generations safe and healthy. That's fine. It's all about the brotherhood between you and me."

After speaking, he smiled at Yu Hualan, then turned and left.

"Seventh brother..." Yuhualan couldn't help shouting, Yuhualin stopped in her tracks, said "Sixth brother, take care" and disappeared into the room.

Feng Qing recognized this box.Immortals also have ranks. Only when the emperor is promoted to the immortal king, the immortal energy of the heavenly emperor will automatically transform into this elixir. This elixir can make any mortal or demon live a long and worry-free life and then be ranked in the immortal class.Feng Qing thought that Yuhualin would give it to Chao Lan.

Yuhualan felt that the thing in his hand was heavy, and he thought that it would be Yuan Jia who helped him become a fairy, and going around, it was the seventh brother who protected him in the hunting ground, and once again protected his Wanshi Wuyou.

...

There are also many sects of cultivating immortals in the world, many of them are true and false, and there are very few who have truly become immortals, but it cannot be said that there are no such schools.

But practicing martial arts and self-cultivation is a good place.

Yuhualin brought Chao Lan to the Void Sword Sect, an old sect that existed for thousands of years, a member of Jianpai, who is now an idle fairy in the heaven.

After handing over Chao Lan to the master, Yu Hualin turned around and went down the stone steps.

The empty mountains are covered with snow, and Yuhualin's pure white wide sleeves carry a little mist, as if returning from immortality.

Zhao Lan closed her eyes, in the future, he will definitely find him.

With such a belief in mind, the young apprentice accepted by the head of the Void Sword Sect became a genius unparalleled in the world.

Before Yuhua walked on the street, the snow stopped and the sun rose, and the snow began to melt, and it was another cycle of four seasons.With all his worries gone, Zhao Lan will live out his life in peace and stability in the future, but what will happen to me?

Yuhualin watched the people coming and going, and smiled, he didn't know, so he just guarded the hall and practiced with peace of mind.

...

The wine cellar of Feng Qing's house was emptied by Yuan Jia, and there was another flurry of wildfire.

Bai Jiu said to buy some wine by himself.Originally Yuan Jia wanted to go with him, but Bai Jiu refused, saying that he wanted to prepare some surprises for Yuan Jia because his birthday was coming soon.

The days in the twelfth lunar month came like this.Yuan Jia was naturally happy, so he let Bai Shijiu go, and continued to walk with Feng Qing by himself.

But Bai Jiu came to the outskirts, there was no one around, only the sound of snow falling from the branches.

A moment later, Lu Jian, the bookish magistrate of the Ghost Mansion, appeared behind Bai Jiujiu, bowed respectfully and said, "Master said, on the day of Shangshen's birthday, I hope you will come to the Demon Realm as promised."