Luck: Ordinary life player

Chapter 148 He is not a human, but a Peach Blossom Fairy

He just wrote the first half of "Song of Peach Blossom Temple".

There was a change in the trunk of the peach tree in front.

Sun Xiaokong's eyes widened, his eyebrows raised, and he looked at the thick tree body half strangely and half surprised.

at the same time.

A strong gust of wind suddenly blew, rustling his hair.

Shang Yuanwen was so blown that he fell to the ground, his face pale.

This sudden wind is not just as simple as an ordinary wind, it even violates the common sense of the so-called "gentle wind", carrying a huge and heavy shocking pressure.

Originally, the gravity behind him made Shang Yuanwen almost out of breath, but now he was blown by this weird wind again, which made him feel like a distorted sandwich cake.

All internal organs were venting their discomfort, and the oppression made the tip of his nose and mouth overflow with blood uncontrollably.

Qianye stuck four throwing knives around Shang Yuanwen to relieve him a little, and then looked worriedly at Su Xing.

The Pleiades appear to stand in the center of the eye.

The starlight that originally only favored peach trees shrouded the boy in it at some point.

The young man stood in front of the scorching peach tree, his clothes fluttering, and the clear light of the moonlight shrouded his face, covering his face with a layer of bright yellow mist.

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Fairy in Peach Blossom Temple..."

Qianye recited the poem written by the young man in his heart, in a trance, as if he mistook the young man for the real Peach Blossom Fairy.

Pleiades smiles and looks at the tree that seems to be about to move, and outlines the second half of the poem with a brush——

[The car dust and horses are expensive, and the wine calendula and flower branches are poor.

If the rich is better than the poor, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky.

If the poor and the lowly are compared to a carriage and a horse, he has to drive me free.

The world laughed at me for being too crazy, and I laughed at the world's inability to see through.

I remember that in the tombs of heroes in Wuling, there are no flowers and no wine to hoe the fields. 】

When he wrote the last few sentences, his broad and upright handwriting seemed to be touched by his emotions, and he also danced with excitement.

In an instant.

The poems hanging in the air turned into pieces of pink and white peach blossoms, falling towards the peach trees in front of them one after another.

It seems that bursts of fragrance hit.

The heavy wind suddenly became much softer.

Everyone except Pleiades couldn't help opening their eyes wide, looking at the peach tree in front of them, and at... that boy.

I don't know if I am fascinated by the scenery, or am shocked by this bizarre change.

Or both.

Because the peach tree was originally full of pink and white buds, just in this short moment...

All are in full bloom!

Witnessing the beauty of thousands of flowers blooming under the moonlight is intoxicating, but the breathtaking scenery is far from ordinary.

The evening wind enveloped the peach blossoms, and continuously surrounded the boy who suddenly held a folding fan.

He was originally dressed in a white robe, but in this short change, it suddenly turned into a light pink.

The pink clothes on his body didn't look gaudy at all, on the contrary it made people feel more refined.

Perhaps it was against the backdrop of the beautiful scenery of this beautiful day, the facial features of the young man seemed to have become more elegant.

Especially a pair of gentle and delicate eyes, at this moment it seems to contain all kinds of emotions, passionate and romantic.

He seemed to be quite interested in fanning the folding fan in his hand lightly, so the originally soothing wind suddenly rushed up, and more peach blossoms sprinkled on his body.

There was an affectionate smile on the corner of his mouth, and the beautiful people around him became his foil, and he could command the wind to be driven by him in an understatement.

It is very similar to the immortals mentioned in the myths and stories handed down from the ancient era.

Some people... can't keep a low profile no matter what, they are born to be brilliant.

Su Xing was obviously standing not far in front of them, and he had even talked to them not long ago, and even cooked a meal for them with his own hands.

But at this moment, whether it's them, or all other viewers watching the live broadcast...

There was only one thought left in my mind——

He is not a human being, but a Peach Blossom Fairy.

Qianye subconsciously clenched his five fingers, trying his best to curb the thought of grabbing the suddenly elusive figure in front of him.

When the young man waved his fan, his expression froze for a moment, and then he closed his eyes tightly.

And his figure... just after that, reality and reality merged.

Qianye didn't know that her pupils had turned red like fire again, and her energy was fully focused on the figure in front of her.

So much so that Shang Yuanwen patted her, but she didn't react.

Shang Yuanwen seemed to have sensed that something was wrong, his brows were tightened, and he asked through sound transmission.

"He... what's wrong? The fate chart is confused, the main star has shifted, and I can't count him at all..."

Although he was always uncertain about the Pleiades in the past, he was more or less able to make some short-term judgments and see some recent situations.

Now...it is completely invisible.

It was as if he was cut off by some existence, or...he miscalculated the person.

Qianye shook his head slightly, hearing his words, the tension in his eyes grew stronger.

Shang Yuanwen took a step back silently.

I didn't notice it before, why did Qianye's eyes suddenly become like this?
The moment he swept over, it was full of chilling killing intent.

Sun Xiaokong also felt that something was wrong, and was about to step forward to pat the Pleiades, when his ears moved suddenly, and he heard the sound of turbulent spring water behind him.

He turned around and met eyes with Jiaolong who had just jumped out of the water.

With surprise written all over his eyes, Jiaolong pointed at the Pleiades and lowered his voice, but because of his own vocal cords and the topography of the place, he still resounded repeatedly in the air.

"He got the inheritance? Why did I smell the candle dragon?"

After finishing speaking, he looked at the flat ground again, and looked hesitantly at the peach blossoms that were already in full bloom.

"That's not right...the ground hasn't been dug up yet."

"It's been 150 years, and it's the first time I've seen peach blossoms blooming here... However, the peach blossoms beside the water where I rested just now are also blooming..."

"Is it... what did this kid do?"

He analyzed aloud.

Sun Xiaokong rolled his eyes at him.

"Even a fool can see it. Why did you take so long to analyze it?"

"He wrote a poem, my young master couldn't understand it, but he seemed quite capable. After writing it...it changed like this."

He spread his hands.

Jiaolong doesn't understand poetry either.

He stretched out his dragon head, hesitating in mid-air, wanting to get close but not daring to get close.

Sun Xiaokong couldn't stand it any longer, and asked him: "What are you going to do? Do you want to take this opportunity to eat him?"

Jiaolong shook his head violently, and quickly denied: "How is it possible, I have established a blood contract with you, although the blood contract did not say that I cannot eat you..."

Qianye's indifferent eyes suddenly swept towards him, and the flickering red light seemed to contain an extremely terrifying bloody murderous intent.

With a chill on his back, the wound that had only recovered half of it suddenly started to ache again.

He hurriedly said: "Even if I didn't tell you, I wouldn't do this kind of thing! I'm a good dragon who keeps faith."

"Then what do you want to do?" Sun Xiaokong asked.

Jiaolong faltered for a long while, but he was a little embarrassed: "I just...want to smell him."

Sun Xiaokong looked at him gradually becoming strange.

Jiaolong didn't look at him, but looked at Su Xing again, the huge dragon's head actually made people feel a little dignified.

"His body...has the smell of a candle dragon."

"Is he accepting inheritance? Or..."

His eyes fell on the flat ground again, his eyebrows jumped suddenly, and a guess came out of his mouth.

"Couldn't he...be taken away by Candle Dragon...?"

As soon as he said those words, all eyes were on him.

Jiaolong's scalp was numb.

(End of this chapter)