Unique Zihan

Chapter 282 Plum Blossom Rain, beauty in the rain.

Cutting through the silent night sky, it became the most beautiful scene in the night sky. The sound was like a scene, enough to imagine the penetrating power of that sound!

It lingered very far away, bypassing layers of mist, and caught the eye of a man. His eyes were filled with glimmers of light. His originally empty and indifferent heart felt a little sustenance. It's almost here, she's coming back soon. He came back again can see her now
I just don’t know if she has forgotten him
Such voices, verses, let everyone indulge in it, and everything becomes quiet.

It was extremely quiet, and the only thing that could be heard was the lively beating heartbeat, which was strong and powerful.
Yes, who can bury my sorrow, laugh at the vanity of the world, and make my heart crazy.
So crazy
In the plum grove, everything is silent at this moment.

After a long time, another star suddenly shot up into the sky, making a deafening sound. This sound shocked everyone's thoughts.
Everyone raised their eyes and looked at the person standing calmly under the plum tree at this moment. He was still dressed in elegant white clothes, separated by the hazy sea of ​​fluttering flowers, with a face as white as jade and a cold brow.
There seemed to be no words that could describe her nobility and elegance. The plum blossoms, which were originally the main color, turned into a dim color behind her, which was inconspicuous at all.

What stands out are just people.
She lowered her eyes, still holding the plum blossom in her palm. When she turned her hand, the plum blossom fell to the ground very slowly.
At that moment, all the plum trees shook violently, and countless plum blossoms fell, forming a plum blossom rain.
In the rain, one person stood faintly in it.

His brows and eyes are cold and beautiful.

"Hehe." The beauty raised her eyes and smiled, this is for me?

Even if you don’t smile, you are beautiful. When you smile, everything becomes pale.
Everyone stared blankly at the woman standing in the plum blossom rain. Such a person
Too excellent and beautiful to tolerate blasphemy, she should be alone, because at this moment, no one is worthy of her.
Mo Li's expression moved, Bai Qing had never seen that expression before.

The black eyes exuded a thick obsession at the moment, the stars inside seemed to be a little brighter, and the corners of the mouth that had not changed all year round had a curvature at this moment.

She is laughing.

His eyes stared straight at Zihan, and he never left for a moment.

He couldn't help but look up at that person, but he was extremely beautiful, extremely good, and extremely excellent.

Then he also smiled, as long as she was happy, there were many people who didn't like such an excellent disciple. Her happiness was his joy.

"Clap clap, clap clap."

The plum blossoms finally fell, followed by an unusually large number of plum fruits falling. At the moment of falling, there were still plum blossoms as a bedding, resting on top of the plum fruits, and slowly glanced in front of Zi Han.

The corners of Mo Li's mouth became wider and wider, Mei Hua also liked her.
"this amount"

"There are more than 100 of them."

Someone counted silently.

"130 two."

"Fuck! So many!" Someone exclaimed.

Ji Mosheng's eyes were full of amazement at this moment, and then he couldn't hide the smile in his heart. It was a blessing rather than a curse for such a person to be on good terms with their Shaoling Master.
Ye Cang also stared at Zihan dumbfounded, unable to speak for a long time.

This is what a monster is.

And that talent.
I am afraid that no one present can match it.

"That poem is very beautiful." Mo Li said slowly, her fingertips slightly curled, and even the corners of her eyes softened her indifference.

The voice is not loud, shallow, faint, but everyone can hear it.

Some people were secretly startled, and even Master Mo Li, who was very indifferent in the past, spoke up. Then this woman is really outstanding.

Ji Mosheng glanced at Moli out of the corner of his eye, with a strange look on his face. He had seen all the outstanding ones, but he had never seen Moli praise anyone. This girl was the first one.

Zihan, who had already harvested the plum fruit, stepped on the plum blossoms, walked to the bright light, looked up at Mo Li, with a slight smile on her lips, and she said, "Just like it."

More than 100 plum fruits! ! !

This amount is so huge, and the happiness came so suddenly, she almost couldn't hide her smile!

Unexpectedly, for a love poem, this plum from the sky would be so happy and generous, giving her so many plums.
No wonder people often say that grass and trees also understand love~
Mo Li was taken aback for a moment, then lowered her eyes and laughed silently.

The fingertips moved slightly, and a gust of air immediately rolled up a lot of plums and placed them on the table in front of her.

Elegant and exquisite tea sets were placed on the table, and in the center, there was a small pot of stove with a fire in it.

Hold the exquisite teapot in your slender hand, put it on the stove, put a few plum fruits, and wait quietly for the water to boil.

Seeing this, Ji Mosheng also got plum fruit and started to make tea.

At this time, it is the real tea tasting party.

"You, would you like to come up and taste tea together?" Mo Li's sudden words made everyone pause, and then they looked at Mo Li as if they had discovered a new land, and then at Zi Han.

So why did Lord Moli invite you personally?
Hearing that tone, it was actually a question, without any hint of coercion.

What a strange thing.

No matter how talented and powerful that beauty is, in the eyes of Lord Mo Li, it actually doesn't matter.
Everyone thought about it, but they couldn't figure it out.

Zi Han was also taken aback, but before she could answer, he was directly dragged by Gongsun Jinran to the stage.

Nangong Ziyou was also called up by Ji Jing, with an inexplicable expression on her face.

Why does Master Mo Li have such a strange attitude towards Zi Han?Nangong Ziyou couldn't figure it out.

"How about sitting here?" He asked Nangong Ziyou with a quiet smile.

"Okay, thank you." Nangong Ziyou nodded.

After Gongsun Jinran pulled Zihan to the stage, he ignored her and returned to his seat, with the corners of his mouth curled up, silently staring up.

There are plays to watch, there are plays to watch~~~
Zi Han turned his head, and rolled his eyes at Gongsun Jinran's lewd and lecherous expression, which was faint and beautiful.

Gongsun Jinran turned a blind eye, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even more obvious.

I really don't know what she is laughing about.Zihan was speechless.

Then I looked up, there was no seat, where would she sit?

"Sit here." At some point, there was an extra chair beside Mo Li, she looked at Zi Han and said calmly.

At that moment, Zihan's mind went blank. The location was a little too close to her.
Then, she nodded, walked to the chair, and moved it quietly and naturally.

The corners of Mo Li's eyes flicked Zi Han's movements, without saying a word, and continued to throw plums into the teapot quietly.

"The longer and more you brew plum tea, the more fragrant and effective it will be." Mo Li said slowly while lightly simmering the tea.

When Zi Han heard this, he nodded thoughtfully, then took out the plum fruit and put it into the pot.

Seeing this, Mo Li frowned slightly and looked at Zi Han with some confusion.

Without raising his head, Zihan kept putting plums into the pot and said lightly: "Although the plums are all the same, I also want to taste the plums I dropped." Then he glanced at Mo Li, and the corner of his mouth Lift up, smile.

When Mo Li heard this, he didn't do anything. He quietly watched Zi Han make tea and put his hands on the table. For a moment, the scene was a little quiet.

Bai Qing, who was sitting under Mo Li, glanced at Zi Han calmly. She had magic power and actually made her say so many words.
Feeling this gaze, Zi Han raised his eyes and looked at Mo Li, "Won't the young master have tea with you?"

The simple words made Bai Qing slightly stunned, and then she smiled bitterly in her heart. She couldn't let him sit at the same table with her.

"Let's go together." With a few words, Bai Qing's expression changed.

Mo Li is really different tonight.

"Okay." But he always obeyed Mo Li's words.

But this table is strange after all.

Zi Han, Mo Li, Bai Qing.

Originally, some people said that Bai Qing was not qualified, and Zi Han was not qualified, but after the incident just now, everyone changed their minds.

After a long time, there was a trace of fragrance wafting out, the fragrance seemed to be intoxicating, and the color was also blurred, green and green.

In front of her, handsome Bai Qing, beside her, was a beautiful goddess. It seemed strange that she sat down among them.

After all, in the eyes of others, the two are a couple.

But she was not rigid, with a calm expression, looking at the teapot, and holding a plum fruit in her hand.

The plum fruit is also strange, the teapot is only so big, she put more than a dozen plum fruit in it, but it was not full, opened the tea lid and saw that the plum fruit had long disappeared, all melted into the water, in the water, no, it should be It's tea, now it's like a pot of spiritual liquid, very rich in spiritual power, exuding a faint fragrance.

thump.

A crisp voice came out, and when I looked up, I saw Mo Li put a plum fruit into the pot, "Put fifty plums in, and this tea will taste good enough."

Fifty?Zihan lowered his eyes, fifty
Anyone with fifty plums at the bottom can count them on one hand.
I glanced at those people who didn't have enough plums, and saw that they were also boiling tea with excitement and anticipation in their eyes.

Seeing Zihan's expression, Mo Li lightly flicked the teapot with his fingertips, making a brisk sound that never faded away for a long time.

"This teapot is different from them."

Zihan understood, it seems that this humble little teapot also has a big mystery in it.

Rich people are different~~~
It takes a lot of time to make tea, and the people below are chatting and making tea, so the time passes quickly.

And the three people Zi Han
It has been two hours, and the three of them have not said a word.

Suddenly, Mo Li turned her head, raised her eyes, and looked at Zi Han, "Who, holding your hand, restrained my madness for half my life, who?"

Zi Han only watched Mo Li recite the poem she just said word by word, her voice was low and pleasant, lingering in her ears all the time.

"It would be great if there were such people in the world." Mo Li lightly tapped his fingertips, his tone somewhat melancholy.

"The world is so big, there will always be." Zi Han lowered his eyes, staring at the table, and said lightly.

"Haha." Mo Li smiled, "The tea is ready."

As he spoke, he picked up the teapot and poured three cups.

The aroma of tea overflows instantly.

The purity of the spiritual power makes people feel much clearer after smelling it.

Someone below began to drink cautiously, but while drinking, he became sedified.

Zi Han's eyes flashed darkly, is this tea really so powerful?

"Thank you." Picking up the tea, Zi Han narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a while, then drank it.

The entrance is a little sweet, with the fragrance of plum and the bitterness of tea, in short, the taste is very good.

And that effect.
Zi Han raised her eyebrows. Just from this cup, she felt that her cultivation level had increased a little, as well as her pure spiritual power, which was her soul.

"My lord's tea is really good." Putting down the teacup, Zi Han looked at Mo Li, with a slight smile in his cold eyes.

Hearing this, Mo Li just frowned and paused, "Just call me by my name."

Zi Han was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, but said nothing.

(End of this chapter)