Almighty flower care master

Looking to the right from the Yantajer Castle on the cliff, after passing a hill and then another hill, it is a steeper mountain than the place where the Yantajer Castle is located.

There is no trace of human development on this mountain. Everything is so primitive. In the distance, the waves are surging, slapping the rock wall, making a sharp sound, piercing the eardrum.Nearby, on the low bushes, there are sparsely scattered nests of seabirds.

Except for some hiking and rock climbing enthusiasts, this place is rarely populated all the year round and has maintained the most primitive appearance since ancient times. At this time, it is rare. There are two more graceful figures on the top of the cliff.

The two women stood on the top of the cliff, looking far away. From the angle where the two of them were, no more, no less, vaguely, they could see a corner of Yantajer Castle.

One of them was a woman with a ponytail and a long green dress, her eyes were unblinking, looking at the blurry figures in the extreme distance. [

Because the distance is too far, it is impossible to see the appearance of those few people clearly, but the appearance of one of the men has already been deeply imprinted in her mind, clearly and vividly, she does not need to see it, just feel the past Everything in the past is like a fleeting image, flickering in front of my eyes, unforgettable.

The woman has a very delicate face, which is not stunning, but it is very attractive, and the more she looks the better, she has a gentle and delicate taste of Jiangnan women, which is extremely lovable.

She looked at those figures, which gradually disappeared from her eyes. Her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, looking a little worried. Finally, she sighed in a low voice, and reluctantly looked away.

The other woman standing next to this woman has long black and beautiful hair, long and straight, not dyed with a single color, and it is scattered behind her head at will, freehand.

The woman was wearing a slightly baggy dress, which concealed her beautiful figure. She stood there quietly, with picturesque features and extremely pure, like a white lotus flower just emerging from the water.

This woman's gaze is also looking into the distance, and her mind is also a bit complicated, but her complexity is different from that of the other woman, but there is a trace of worry, a trace of confusion, and a trace of inexplicable resentment.

She didn't look too much, and when the blurred figures disappeared after entering the castle, she quickly looked away, glanced at another woman, and sighed softly.

"Jing'er, they've already gone in, let's go too." She said softly.

The woman named Jing'er shuddered, bit her lips, and said hesitantly: "Master, I want to wait here, is that okay?"

"Wait? Do you know when he will come out? Maybe, he won't come out at all. Is it possible that you want to stay here and wait for him forever?" The woman said bluntly, her voice suddenly changed. Sharper.

Jing'er's face changed drastically, and she said in a broken voice, "Master, what should I do then?"

Liu Piaopiao was a little annoyed, and said bitterly: "Whether he is dead or alive, what does it have to do with me? If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Jing'er lowered her eyebrows, her beautiful eyelashes blinked, and tears flowed down quietly.

Seeing Jing'er like this, Liu Piaopiao, who has always prided herself on being hard-hearted, felt extremely unbearable for some reason. She lowered her head, looked at her already sizable belly, and thought in her heart, could it be that there is something in her belly? Because of giving birth to a little life, I also started to become sentimental?

She stretched out her hand, touched her stomach slowly, sighed softly, and said, "You wait here for him, he can't see, what's the point of doing these things."

"I don't need him to see me, as long as he's fine." Jing'er bit her lip and said softly but firmly.

"Things that don't make sense are meaningless. No matter how well you do it, it doesn't make any sense. Don't you know that you are still not someone to him, and you have never been in his heart." Liu Piao Said with regret that iron can't be made into steel.

Jing'er didn't dare to argue, she mumbled, "Master, you said he couldn't see me, but in fact, I think he should have seen me."

She went to the hotel two days ago to deliver a warning letter to Qin Yang. Although she didn't dare to go upstairs and hand it to Qin Yang directly, she always felt that Qin Yang must know that it was her who sent it. [

However, what made her more frustrated was that Qin Yang didn't listen to her advice and went to Yantajer Castle, which made her a little resentful of her cowardice. If that was the case, she would go directly to tell Qin Yang, Instead of writing a letter, the effect should be a little better.

Liu Piaopiao was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect Liu Jing to be so persistent about Qin Yang's matter that she wouldn't even listen to her words. At this moment, no matter what, he couldn't say the cruel words he wanted to say.

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She shifted her gaze, looked at the turbulent and windy sea, and thought to herself, isn't it just the wind and waves in her heart?

If you can really be as calm as water and don't care about anything, how can you spend time and energy climbing up this cliff, just to have a look at that man?

For a moment, Liu Piaopiao's mind was a little agitated. This was an emotion she had never felt before, which made her a little at a loss.

Liu Piaopiao looked at the sea level, while Liu Jing stared firmly at the direction of Yantajel Castle, secretly praying for a miracle so that Qin Yang could come out safely.Although she also knew that with the news from Liu Piaopiao's mouth, such a prayer was close to a joke.

But, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she can't give up. She owes him, and she loves him. She is capable in all things, and if she doesn't even have a sincere heart, she herself will never forgive herself. .

The two masters and apprentices have different thoughts, standing on the top of the cliff and blowing the wind, the picture is beautiful, and each is in a bad mood.

After a while, Liu Piaopiao said in an inaudible way: "That man, I will never fall in love with him, and he, very likely, will never fall in love with you. What you are doing now, I see Touched, but to him, in fact, it is really meaningless, speaking of it, we two, master and apprentice, are really in the same boat."

As she spoke, her voice became lower and lower, and the voice of the words was blown by the mountain wind, and it became even more ethereal, but Liu Jing's face changed suddenly, and she was silent for a while, and said softly: "Master, even if he It will never be possible to look at me directly, and I am content to be by your side."

Liu Piaopiao glanced at Liu Jing meaningfully, then looked at her stomach, smiled lightly, and Liu Jing said again: "Master, I know that with my current ability, I can't help him at all." He probably doesn't want to see me again for any favors, but if something happens to him, I will use my whole life to avenge him!"

When she said this, Liu Jing's voice was still not loud, but it was firmer and louder, giving people a kind of power that shocked the soul.

Liu Piaopiao was slightly moved, looked at Liu Jing in surprise, and suddenly remembered the first time he and Liu Jing met, at that time Liu Jing, who dropped out of college, was working as a waiter in a restaurant, facing a Chinese girl. When the young male customer abused and criticized him, he was neither humble nor overbearing, and there was a kind of indomitable strength in his bright eyes.

At this moment, I remembered that it was precisely because of that look in her eyes that she favored her so much, so she should be accepted as an apprentice, otherwise, with the relationship between Liu Jing and Qin Yang, no matter what, she would never look at Liu Jing directly at a glance.

Liu Piaopiao just didn't speak any more, with the raging mountain wind blowing, he just felt that his field of vision had broadened a little, and a person with a certain direction, even if that direction is just an illusory dream, is better than living in a muddle. Be strong, because she still has the ability to dream, and she herself has long since lost this not-so-luxury beauty.

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As soon as he entered Yantajer Castle, Qin Yang could feel the dark aura rushing towards his face. This aura was cramped and oppressive, giving people a kind of palpitation, which somewhat made him feel uncomfortable.

Squeezing the demon girl's hand hard, Qin Yang followed the servant in black without any hesitation, and walked straight in. The castle was already very big when viewed from the outside, and it was only after entering that he could truly perceive how big it was.

The surrounding area was empty, without any sound, walking all the way, only the footsteps of a few of them, the sound resounded, and then turned into a hollow echo, reaching my ears.

If it were an ordinary person, in such a situation, he would probably be scaring himself and torturing himself enough, but Qin Yang would not have such a situation. His heart was firm, his steps were steady, and he was not in a hurry.

Passing through one corridor after another, the black-skinned servant finally led him to a door, bowed and said, "Dear guest, please."

At this time, there was a big black iron door, dark and deep in color, exuding an ancient atmosphere. Qin Yang glanced at the witch, stretched out his hand, and opened the door. [

When the door was opened, there was a dull creaking sound from the wheel axle, and as the two doors slowly opened to both sides, bright light came in.

But soon, Qin Yang discovered that it wasn't light. The reason why he felt it was bright was because there was a person sitting in this ridiculously large room.

Wherever that person sat quietly, he became the most conspicuous existence, making people want to ignore it deliberately, but they couldn't ignore it, like a black hole, attracting people's attention, making people look at him involuntarily.

That is.

King Arthur!