The Strongest Crossing of Great Realms

Back in Fangshi, before approaching, Ye Zhen saw the pretty flower at the door, looking around.

Quickly came to the tea stand, Ye Zhen saw that there was no temperature in the stove and wondered, "Don't you sell tea today, are you standing here waiting for me?"

Xiaohua nodded slightly, and said weakly, "Master is going out for the first time, Xiaohua is worried ...".

Ye Zhen was distressed, and he stretched out his fingers and knocked gently on Xiaohua Baijing's forehead. Ye Zhen reluctantly said, "Master, I'm not a child, why would I be lost and come to our house?"

With that said, Ye Zhen took Xiaohua's hand into the room, then turned and closed the door.

Then, under the eyes of Xiaohua's doubts, she couldn't even put down the small table behind her, so she took out a bag from her arms, opened it, and it was all silver!

Seeing these silvers, Xiaohua was sore in her heart, eagerly saying, "Master today ... went out to make silver?"

"Yeah, more, with this money, let's not open this teahouse. It is enough to open a smaller study."

"I have thought about your young master. I don't like to be an official intrigue, and I don't like the pursuit of fame and fortune in business. Let's open a small study and sell calligraphy and painting."

"When the money is enough, the young master will take you through the door. When there is a baby later, if it is a boy, I will teach him to write. If it is a daughter, you will teach her a girl ..."

However, Ye Zhen hadn't finished speaking, the little flower in front of her eyes burst into tears, rushed into Ye Zhenhuai and sobbed.

Ye Zhen stayed for a while, then stretched out her arms to stop Xiaohua's slim waist, and whispered "You girl, how old are you and crying?"

"Master ... if one day, you find that Xiaohua lied to you, you will ... don't Xiaohua, drive him away?" Xiaohua sobbed even more.

"Of course not, Master will never drive Xiaohua away in my life, we have been together, I swear!" Then, Ye Zhen's eyes showed a bit of complexity, and eventually turned into pity.

"Well, don't cry, it's not pretty when you cry, don't blame Master for not wanting you" Ye Zhen releases Xiaohua, stretches out her fingers and pinches Xiaohua's face gently.

Xiaohua naturally knows that Ye Zhen is just scaring her, but the better Ye Zhen treats her, the more guilty she becomes, and she doesn't even dare to see Ye Zhen.

Lowering the hydrazine, Xiaohua quietly evaporated tears with demon power at an angle that Ye Zhen couldn't see, and then stepped on the lotus step quickly to cook for Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen stayed there for a long time, then unhook the small table from the back, put it in the corner, and then went out to close the table and chairs and benches, and the silver two, really did not look at it, and was left in a humble corner. In the box.

Stepping into the back room, smelling the smell of fresh wood, palms gently stroked in the pattern, Ye Zhen seemed to be caught in the memories.

"Hey..."

A sigh lingered around the room, a sorrow and sorrow suddenly flashed from Ye Zhen's eyes.

I don't know how long, the light footsteps awakened Ye Zhen from the memories.

The sadness in her eyes disappeared, and Ye Zhen's face reappeared and smiled.

At a meal, the atmosphere was a little weird, and Xiaohua didn't say a word. During this period, she just kept picking vegetables for Ye Zhen.

"Don't patronize me with vegetables, you should eat more, it's not good to see how thin you are," Ye Zhen said, adding some vegetables to the bowl.

At night, the two finished washing and lay on the new big bed. Xiaohua didn't look at her, but hugged Ye Zhen tightly and buried the azine in her arms.

Ye Zhen also held Xiaohua tightly.

However, in the middle of the night, Ye Zhen suddenly woke up, because the flower in her arms, for some reason, began to tremble and sobb.

Ye Zhen looked at her, and found that Xiaohua seemed to be dreaming, but her tears could not flow from her closed eyes, soaking Ye Zhen's chest.

"Small ... Master ... I'm sorry ... don't ... don't rush Xiaohua away ... Xiaohua knows wrong ... Knowledge wrong ... Master ... don't ..."

Sighing softly, Ye Zhen hugged Xiaohua tightly, and patted her back with her right hand, just like ... 500 years ago, when Xiaohua was just rescued, Xiaohua kept having nightmares because of fear. same.

In the early morning of the next day, in Ye Zhen's request, there was no big fish and big meat, but just a light white porridge pickle.

However, Xiaohua, like a child who did something wrong, lowered her head all the way and did not dare to see Ye Zhen.

The corner of his mouth slowly brought a smile, Ye Zhen whispered, "Three or four hundred pounds of fat 呦, the silly son of the landlord's 呦, hit the wild dog ..."

Hearing Ye Zhenhua, the little flower who was drinking porridge turned red instantly.

"Master, you ... go to ... go to the stove room" and said, hurrying to drop the chopsticks and escaped.

Ye Zhen smiled, helped Xiaohua polish the table and chairs, set the stove on fire, and then rejected Xiaohua's request.

"Maybe a guest is coming today. You entertain the guests at home. I'll go out first."

Ye Zhen said, he took steps and slowly disappeared from the crowd.

Stop at the West Lake Broken Bridge. This broken bridge is not really a broken bridge, it's just called Broken Bridge.

After stopping for a while, I saw the water of this West Lake, and walked towards the forest.

Slowly along the way, the surrounding scenery is unmatched by modern so-called 4A-level scenic spots.

Ye Zhen really has no mood to look at this kind of pure and natural scenery.

For nearly five hundred years, Ye Zhen had been conscious ten years ago.

At the beginning of the war, a corner of the seal was opened. Although Ye Zhen could not control himself, he took everything into view.

After the seal was re-stabilized, what Ye Zhen had never imagined was that the seal not only re-covered something that was familiar and scary, even his own state of cultivation and even the memories of cultivation in his mind. seal.

In the past ten years, from a talented cultivator to a mortal without the power of a chicken, the only comfort is that he has a long life.

Not every ordinary person can live for five hundred years and not die.

Ye Zhen didn't want to wake up, but ... Xiao Hua's cry and tears moved Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen, who has been wasting ten years, chose to be sober.

"Everything before, let it disappear like smoke and rain. From now on, I am just an ordinary person."

What Ye Zhen did not expect was that he was lying, and Xiaohua's lies were outrageous. The fat man, the silly son of the landlord's house, was bitten by a dog ...

Thinking of this, Ye Zhen couldn't help chuckling and clamoring. He almost put it down in the past. Now what Ye Zhen wants is to spend more time with the girl.

The reason for this, and the reason for compromise, was that Ye Zhen got the message after studying the seal in his heart.

He was afraid that it wouldn't be long before he disappeared. Ye Hua's efforts really looked in his eyes. He was not an iron man, so how could he not be touched.

Although he was walking, beside the mountain road, on the edge of the steep slope, a little monk with a peaceful face.