female fairy Yan Qingqiu

Chapter 64

After Yan Lu was kicked out, Ling Li Ziru took out a painting bag from his bag, and lifted his fingertips lightly, the portrait wrapped in the bag was slowly opened, revealing the appearance of a handsome man.

And the man in the portrait was actually Lan Shun who had been hiding in the Wenyuan Academy.

Danzhu's thin lips parted into a crescent-like smile, and Bai Biyu gently touched the portrait of the man.

"We will meet soon, Lan Shun Shangxian."

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The white horse flies, the sun and the moon shuttle, in the anticipation of the gods and immortals in the heavens, the remaining time passes by bit by bit, and finally ushers in the last night of Changping and Leshen's wedding.

Yan Qingqiu and Chi Yun, who had been busy for several days, left Changping's residence with sore backs and tired forms of Yuyun.

"Tomorrow Pingping will marry into Wenzheng's Mansion. I'm really happy for her." Yan Qingqiu smiled, with a pink and tender peach blossom on his forehead. People are as beautiful as flowers.

"Yeah, that's great."

Although Chi Yun said little, she was genuinely happy in her heart. This kind of joy was something she had never felt before, and she was sincerely moved and happy for Changping.

The clouds were flying slowly, the wind flowing around her ears, and the clouds passing by her made people unconsciously relax. She closed her eyes, breathed in the refreshing air gently, and reveled in the evening wind in August.

Yan Qingqiu frowned suddenly, like a cat discovering a mouse, his eyes sparkled, "Sister Xiying, look at that person."

Chi Yun opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and looked in the direction she pointed. Behind Changping's residence, there was a man who kept looking around, sneaking around.

Seeing this scene, the two immediately became alert and flew back quietly, but the man also found Yan Qingqiu and Chi Yun, so he didn't run away in a hurry, but walked towards them slowly.

After Yan Qingqiu Chiyun landed, he saluted the two of them naturally, and they also returned the salute according to the propriety.

The man was dressed in a stone-blue straight train, his hair was tied with a brown wood hairpin, his appearance was dignified and dignified, his body was like a bamboo, and he had a goatee and a mustache. He looked like a scholar.

It really doesn't feel like a sneaky person.

"I don't know what the gods are doing here? This maple creek is the residence of female immortals, so I'm afraid it's not suitable."

"I'm afraid the fairy has misunderstood. She just came here to visit her younger generation."

"Junior?"

Yan Qingqiu and Chi Yun looked at each other, and they were even more puzzled. They had never heard Chang Ping mention that they had any family relatives in heaven.

What kind of family ancestors suddenly appeared, very suspicious.

The man saw the doubts of the two, and after a lot of laborious explanations, he finally convinced Yan Qingqiu and Chi Yun of his truth.

"...So that's how it is. I've really troubled you for secretly guarding Pingping all these years."

After Yan Qingqiu and Chi Yun learned the whole story, they respected this ancestor Changping a little more in his heart, and he has always been secretly protecting Changping for 400 years.

The man looked nonchalant, taking it for granted: "No trouble, no trouble, this child Qingyun has a miserable life experience, I don't blame her for the troubles back then, anyway, she is a real descendant of me, no matter how resentful I am, I can't hate to die because of it." she."

Yan Qingqiu and Chi Yun repeatedly comforted this Changping ancestor, knowing that this is the first one in the Changping family to ascend. Although it has been thousands of years, the blood lineage will never disappear.

The man lamented, feeling the untold desolation in his heart, the disaster of Hualuochuan, and all the descendants who ascended after him died in the hands of the demons, but he was the only one who survived at that time.

The pain of a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man, and the powerlessness in front of the death of his relatives, made him grow old overnight, and his heart was ashamed.

Even gods would be as miserable and powerless as mortals, when they were at a loss what to do.

The other gods in the Moon Palace were sympathetic and comforted him one after another, but it took a long time to get out of the original tragedy.

For quite a long period of time, no one from the Luo clan ascended to the ascension, and he once suspected that all his descendants had died.

Until the day Chang Ping ascended with the Qingluan Feather Fan, he cried like a child. Chang Ping's ascension meant that his descendants were still alive, and he finally had descendants again in this lonely heaven.

But it also means that in the future, no one from the Luo clan will be able to ascend to immortality alone.

What Chang Ping didn't know was that what she took away was not only the Qingluan Feather Fan, but also the luck of the entire Luo Clan, which was uprooted and integrated into one body.

She will never die, her luck will never dissipate, and she will never have a descendant of ascension.

The ancestor of the Luo family didn't do anything, so it's no wonder that she changed her name and cut off the name of her family.

He won't ask for the lupine back, let alone kill someone loosely, he only cares about Chang Ping's past, and treats everything on him as paying off his debts.

After Chang Ping got close to Leshen, he couldn't help worrying about it. When he learned that Leshen had deliberately concealed his identity, he was even more furious. If Taiyin Xingjun hadn't stopped him, he might have rushed to Wenzheng Mansion to question him.

Afterwards, Goddess Wang Shu was asked to assist Chang Ping to break through the identity of the God of Le, so that Chang Ping could see through him as a human being as soon as possible, but he never thought of an accidental marriage between the two.

After Leshen confessed, he still kept an eye on the movements of the two of them from time to time, in case something should not happen.

After Yan Qingqiu and Chi Yun understood the cause and effect of the incident, they were all moved to tears. Being able to have such a caring ancestor for them was a fulfillment of Changping's regret of being poorly related.

The two immediately decided that the ancestor would send Chang Ping out of the cabinet tomorrow to make this marriage more consummate.But ancestor Changping rejected their idea with a smile.

"Seeing the happiness of future generations is already satisfying. If you see each other in two, you will only feel guilty. It is better not to see each other. If you can wait silently behind your back, you will be satisfied."

Saying that, he took out an exquisite gift box from his bosom and handed it to Yan Qingqiu. A faint scent of danxiang floated into his nose, and he could feel the extraordinary power in it just by holding it in his hand.

"Is this a pill?"

"The way of alchemy is humble, and after a hundred years of smelting, you can only refine the low-grade Jiucha Mengxuan elixir. I am really ashamed. I trouble you to hand it over to Qingyun."

After delivering the elixir, the man bid farewell to Yan Qingqiu and walked away on the cloud. Looking at the lonely back, it made people feel desolate in their hearts.

Chi Yun took the medicine box, looked at it carefully, and exclaimed again and again: "Although this Jiucha Dream Profound Pill is only a low-grade aptitude, it can soar 3000 years of cultivation by eating it!
It took three to five years of practice day and night to produce such a one. It is a blessing for Mi'er to have such an ancestor! "

Yan Qingqiu nodded in agreement, the admiration for the ancestors of the Luo family was deeper and deeper in his heart, and he would definitely perform the duties of the family on his behalf, and the sisters loved each other.

Deciding to leave this item open last will highlight the value of the gift.On the day of the wedding, the gods who came to help carried out the ten-mile red makeup.

Countless red flowers were sprinkled along the way, and the fragrance of the flowers in the breeze made her dizzy. Even the trees along the way were tied with countless red silks and satins. There was an endless stream of congratulatory fairy families walking shoulder to shoulder. .

Covering his face with a long flat feather fan, he is wearing a double-layer wide-sleeved shirt with brocade red makeup, python dark flowers, and gold silk.

Covered with a magenta pair of peacocks embroidered with clouds and golden tassels, the phoenix seemed to be coming back to life.Peach red satin embroidered into a girdle with a hundred birds pattern hangs down, cloud crane pin gold traced silver twelve fairy skirts, embroidered with a hundred sons and a hundred blessings pattern on the skirt, the tail skirt drags to the ground for about three feet, and the edge is rolled with inch-long gold thread embellishments, Inlaid with five-meter beads, it rustles when walking.

The majestic and delicate corolla made her extraordinarily beautiful.Her hair hangs low, and although she only wears light makeup, she still looks beautiful.

Originally, as an eighth-class fairy, her clothes, makeup and hair would not have been so luxurious, but Chi Yun gave her a flower crown as a gift from the Holy Mother, and wearing this crown must match the same standard of etiquette.

Looking at the gorgeously dressed and stunning Chang Ping in front of him, Yan Tong had long since lost his mind, until the call of his friend woke him up from his intoxication.

He opened the sedan chair courteously, "My lady, please get on the sedan chair."

Chang Ping, who is usually straightforward, has also become shy at this moment
"Ok!"

Chang Ping's cheeks were flushed with bright red rouge, and he sat in gently in response.

Yan Tong approached the car window with a flushed face: "Ping'er, you are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen."

Chang Ping in the sedan chair said with a coquettish smile: "Poor mouth"

His wife is the most beautiful. Today she is wearing a festive and gorgeous groom's gown. Her skin is as thick as cream, her skin is more than snow, her teeth are bright and white, her eyebrows are full of spring, her eyes are full of vigor, she is so delicate and agile, people can't take their eyes off her.

Yan Tong's words made Chang Ping's heart sweet, and the corners of her mouth curled up under the cover of the feather fan. She is indeed beautiful, there is no doubt about it.

(End of this chapter)