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Leading Yin Lingxi to worship as a teacher, he would rather endure the backlash to save him, and forced him to go out of the mountain to accompany him to the Lantern Festival. Later, Donghe Mountain was humiliated, and the memory seal showed his heart.

Yin Lingxi also planted peach blossoms all over the mountain for him, and said that he would make peach blossom wine for him.

How happy he is.

He's just, just cold-tempered and not good at expressing.

He even dug his own bones just now, just to suppress the erosion of evil spirits for him, but on this big wedding night, at the joint registration ceremony, this bloody fact was right in front of his eyes

The little apprentice he treasured and cherished in his heart... was the devil who destroyed his Dao heart and made him suffer countless humiliations.

How ironic.

Fuzhi was in pain and trembling all over, gritting his teeth tightly.

Why did he fall in love with such a person, why did he fall in love with Yin Lingxi, so that now, he is deeply mired in the quagmire, and it is impossible to escape forever.

It hurts.

Wen Chu squatted beside him silently, suppressing all the anger, and patted his shoulder lightly as she did when she was a child, with a flash of light in her eyes, she said softly, "Hey, senior sister is here..."

After all, she has a delicate mind, and she can see at a glance what her junior brother just wanted to do with the sword that stabbed Yin Lingxi just now. She hesitated for a moment, but lowered her voice, and said distressedly: "If you are worried, senior sister will match you with a sword." The secondary medicine will make him unable to leave you forever..."

Fu Zhi didn't know if he heard it or not, his eyes were foggy, his eyelashes trembled, and it became clear again, but there was an inexplicable drop of dew on the petals on the ground.

The petals are crimson and thin, and the tail is light.

It is peach petals.

He was stunned for a moment, then slightly raised his head to look at the peak of Cangwu Peak

The night is clear and light, the starlight is dim, and the peak that is always white is covered with a layer of crimson mist at some point.

The peach grove in full bloom was blown away from the branches by the cold wind, entangled with the falling snow one after another, and landed on his blood-stained hands.

The peach blossoms are blooming.