The only way

Chapter 581 Mo Chou Has No Confidant

Zhantai Mingyue's Dongfu in Penglai is called Mingyue Pavilion.

It is a secluded small building, not gorgeous, but it has a carmine-colored red plum grove.

Although there is no white snow covering the head, there are clouds and mists in the mountains.

The cloudy red plums are just like the bright red plums in the snow, intertwined into a gorgeous scenery, and Zhantai Mingyue's cold personality is somewhat incompatible, but inexplicably compatible.

Lingchu sat quietly on the stone chair outside the small building, looking from a distance, everything was rouge-colored, and there was a faint cold fragrance on the tip of his nose.

Red plums in the snow, cooking tea under the pavilion.

That was a memory many years ago.

Lingchu, who has a special Taoist body, brushed a budding red plum with his fingertips, and the soft touch started, and a touch of joy and longing flooded into his heart.

These are the emotions left by the owner of the attic here in Merlin.

Joy is Hongmei's closeness and longing to Lingchu Dao body, and it is Zhan Taimingyue's emotion to stay here.

Senior sister Mingyue, are you thinking about the past?
No need to be watched by others, Lingchu took out a jug of sake and two plates of melon and fruit snacks, and leisurely drank and ate snacks among the red plum trees.

Senior sister Mingyue went to find her master in Penglai, but she needs to stay here and wait for the result.

Lingchu is not worried, Senior Sister Mingyue is not reckless, since she dared to bring her to Penglai and look for her master, she is sure, so the only thing Lingchu can do is to stay here safely , Waiting for the return of the senior sister.

Don't make trouble, that's the best way to help.

It's a pity that if people don't go to the mountains, the mountains will come to people.

It can be seen that Senior Sister Mingyue still has very good friends in Penglai.

The small wine cup in his hand has not left his lips, the lips moistened by the crystal wine are pink and translucent, he calmly swallows the clear sake in his throat, puts down the wine cup in his hand, Lingchu looks out of Meilin.

There, there was a light blue figure approaching slowly, where the clouds and mists all receded, and Tingting looked like a fairy.

His face gradually became clear, and he was someone who had met several times in the beginning of his life.

"Saint Wuge, please." Lingchu bent his eyes and smiled slightly, with a smile on his brows and eyes, as if he was in his own back garden, where his fingertips were pointing, there was a surge of spiritual power, and a small wine cup of the same color appeared in front of him. across.

Senior Sister Mingyue once told Lingchu that Wuge Saintess doesn't like drinking tea, she can't calm down, and can't taste the mystery of the tea ceremony.

It's not as good as a glass of sake and a pot of toilet water.

Seeing the woman smiling, Wuge Saintess raised her brows and eyes slightly, her expression was full of arrogance, and she sat down familiarly, as if she didn't need Lingchu's invitation.

Without saying anything, Wuge Saintess picked up the jug on the table by herself, lifted the lid of the jug, sniffed at the tip of her snow-white nose, nodded in satisfaction, and then poured half a glass of sake In a small wine cup.

After drinking the sake in one gulp, the seemingly dignified Wuge Saintess drank it in an incomparably bold way.

"It tastes good. It's a bit different from ordinary sake. It seems to have a little more taste in it. There is a refreshing taste in the clearness, and it looks cleaner. Interesting. Did you make it yourself?" A master wine connoisseur, he tasted the difference after only one sip.

It is true that Lingchu added a rare spiritual material to the ordinary sake brewing method, which gave him a slightly different taste. However, this was improved according to Lingchu's own taste. It seems that it is quite suitable The taste of Wuge saint.

"Saints are very knowledgeable." Lingchu has never been stingy with his praise, since he was a child.

It turns out that praise is much better than name-calling.

Visible to the naked eye, the expression on the face of Wuge Saintess softened a little, and there was a faint joy in the corner of her eyes, "I came here to ask you something."

Straight to the point, Wu Ge Saintess is very straightforward.

Lingchu recalled the monks from the boundless sea that he had met before, and it seemed that most of the monks in the boundless sea were quite straightforward.

Straightforward, don't worry.

"Saint, but it doesn't matter."

"What is her name, where does she come from, what is your relationship with her, and what is her past?" The fingertips turned unconsciously, as if revealing the mood of the holder.

"I am not a monk from the boundless sea. I come from a distant continent called Donglu. She is my senior sister," Lingchu didn't hide anything, but he didn't reveal too much. He answered somewhat Off topic, I added a sentence at the end, "As for her affairs, I think she should tell you by herself."

Lingchu's clear eyes looked at the opposite woman, and fixedly looked at the other's eyes. From there, she saw worry and sadness.

When Wuge Saintess heard Lingchu mention the word Senior Sister, the rotating wine cup in her hand suddenly stopped, and then she never continued to rotate, but gently placed it on the table following Lingchu's words .

"There are some things that she will tell Master, but she won't tell me," Wuge Saintess's eyes showed a trace of confusion, and she murmured as if she was talking to herself, "She has always been like this, there is no When I remember it, it’s as cold as a block of ice, but after the golden core, it’s empty like a statue, as if it’s just a passerby here.”

Wuge Saintess remembered the first time she saw Qingyue, she was as delicate as a fairy in the Moon Palace, she was cold and silent, as if nothing could enter her eyes, nothing could touch her heart , obviously lost his memory, but he was covered in spikes all over his body.

Later, as time went by, she seemed to get used to the life of Penglai more and more, and later, she even became the saint of Penglai, but Wuge knew that from the beginning to the end, that woman never really opened her eyes. Overwhelmed.

Especially, after forming the alchemy, after becoming a saint, the Wuge saint sometimes feels that the other party is gradually becoming more ethereal. It feels like the person in front of her is a wisp of smoke, as if she can't hold it Same.

Until that day, on the spirit boat of the Bo family, the holy girl Wuge saw the expression on Qingyue's face, which was rich and lively that she had never seen before, and she even saw the other party's smile.

At that moment, Wuge Saintess actually had a guess in her mind.

"It's hard for you to talk about her, but what about yours?" The sadness and bewilderment in Wuge's brows came and went quickly, and she changed the subject in the blink of an eye, "I think you are very pleasing to the eye, I know you." a bit?"

Lingchu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Yu Lingchu, a native of Donglu, a Jindan cultivator, knows how to make wine, likes delicious food, beautiful scenery and beauties, as well as Lingshi."

Hearing the words, Wuge Saintess suddenly leaned over and laughed loudly, "Interesting and interesting, I like it, my name is Wuge, a monk of Penglai Jindan in the boundless sea, I can't make wine, I can drink, I like beauties and babies."

Under the red plum tree, laughter is loud.

(End of this chapter)