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Chapter 91: Chapter 91
Unexpectedly, Xia Pingsheng suddenly mentioned Duobao Pavilion, and Xiang Yao was taken aback for a moment. It seems that she still underestimated Xia Pingsheng. He is definitely not just a high-level chief executive of the Yan family. Unusual cultivators are comparable.

Even the secret connection between Huashen Temple and Duobao Pavilion was discovered by him.

After Xiang Yao's mind came to the moment of encountering the devil, the vines entangled from the ground, the twisted branches engulfed people like snakes, and the blood-colored light glowing from the green vines brought a vivid Swallowing the whole body is obviously not a means that ordinary real people can use.

"If there is no Duobao Pavilion to support you behind the scenes, how can you and Hu Donglai make a splash in front of me in Yujing? Don't think that no one knows about your tricks. If you use too much of the evil sect's things, you will eventually die. Backfire yourself!"

Xiang Yao was also speechless, just stared at Xia Pingsheng in front of her, thinking how to end this meeting, and retreated.

Although Xia Pingsheng is a real person, one level higher than himself, but Xiang Yao has accumulated profound accumulation for decades, and the secret method she possesses is the real Dao supernatural power. Therefore, Xiang Yao should have such a trace of confidence in her heart.But for some reason, when she looked at Xia Pingsheng's bottomless eyes, she felt powerless chills.

She suddenly began to regret that she had come here to negotiate terms with Xia Pingsheng so ill-consideredly. Now, it was inevitable that she would have to fight Xia Pingsheng.

Originally, Xiang Yao came to Yan Mansion only because she learned of Hu Donglai's death, Yan Mansion made major internal adjustments, and pulled out many of her carefully planned chess pieces, so she planned to investigate secretly.But when she was about to leave Yan Mansion, Xiang Yao suddenly stood in front of Xia Pingsheng's Snowy Courtyard, ready to try again with her Fengyue Avenue.

What's more, the thoughts of the world are nothing more than wine, sex and wealth. She doesn't believe that someone is spotless, but if Xia Pingsheng is so tempted, she can take advantage of the loophole and penetrate into his heart to find out.

It's just that this time it's the same as the night when he met the devil last time. Xiang Yao finally found that no matter what methods Xia Pingsheng used to provoke him, he was always like a firm rock, so indifferent, arrogant, like a god, like a god. Is not going to move for anything.

I saw Xia Pingsheng slowly raised his hand and pointed at himself. Xiang Yao, who was floating in the sky, suddenly felt as if something heavy was tied to his feet. With a bang, Xiang Yao fell straight from the height Next, stand in front of Xia Pingsheng.

Xiang Yaoming is also not afraid, showing a charming smile, stretching out his hands, revealing a wrist as white and flawless as white porcelain, twisting his fingers into orchids, his feet one in front of the other, revealing his snow-white ankles, unexpectedly Come out in a dance pose.

"Wu has already seen it, so there is no need to bring it out to embarrass others."

Xia Pingsheng said indifferently, when he stretched out his hand, a icy image struck Yao, and with a whoosh sound, it drove the surrounding air and flew towards Yao with an unrivaled momentum.

Xiang Yao moved both hands and feet together, showing a graceful dancing posture, and the fast-moving limbs actually drew phantoms one after another. It seemed to be dancing, but in fact, they attacked and defended very well.

It's just that Xia Pingsheng's icy intention is not so easy to guard against. He didn't fly straight to Xiang Yao, but followed Xiang Yao's dancing motion, blending into her dancing posture like a swimming fish, Once she wanted to stop, that icy intent would shoot directly at her vitals at close range.

Xiang Yao also discovered that Xia Pingsheng's supernatural power is so difficult that she can't slow down for a moment, she has to dance continuously, and then the power of dancing guides this icy meaning.

Xia Pingsheng stood at the gate of Xueyu Courtyard and looked at Xiang Yao quietly, but didn't make any further moves.Seeing that Xiang Yao was struggling more and more, and her white face was slightly flushed, Xia Pingsheng snorted coldly and said, "The Dao of Fengyue also means the Dao of Thousands. I saw that your cultivation is not easy, so I didn't want to directly If I attack you, whether I can avoid my 'snow' now depends on your luck."

After speaking, Xia Pingsheng walked into the Xueyu courtyard and closed the door.

Outside the courtyard, Xiang Yao was still entangled with that snow. At this moment, she was sweating profusely, and she didn't dare to relax for a moment.

After spending another half an hour, Xia Pingsheng's determination remained undiminished, while Xiang Yao spent half of his strength.In the end, she had to remove a jade hairpin from her head, which was originally a means of saving her life, and suddenly a blue light came out, enveloping Xiang Yao in it.

When Xiang Yao withdrew his hand, Xue Yi bumped into the green light with a "bang", and the green light made a crisp sound like broken jade, and then Xiang Yao fell heavily.

puff!
A mouthful of blood gushed out from his throat. Xiang Yao's life was saved, but he was also seriously injured.

Looking at Xue Yuyuan again, there was a lot of fear in Xiang Yao's eyes.

Next, Yujing City ushered in a period of peace, calm like a quietly flowing black water river, shining a piece of peaceful light under the sun.

There are clusters of bright yellow-red small flowers blooming on a water terrace in Fu Mansion. The tender yellow petals support clusters of blood-like blood-red stamens, gently swaying with the slightly moist wind passing over the lake. Scented, it exudes an intoxicating aroma reminiscent of the taste of a good night's wine.

Fu Mingyuan was holding a snow-white kitten in her arms, and was stroking it gently, looking at the flowers in a trance.

"Brother, these flowers are getting more and more prosperous, but after a while, no one appreciates them, don't they feel lonely?"

On one side, Fu Mingxuan was standing in front of an elm table carved with exquisite dragon and phoenix patterns, holding a paintbrush in his hand, dipping the inkstone from the inkstone.

After lightly dipping the edge of the inkstone, Fu Mingxuan picked up the pen, and cast a pair of powerful vermilion eyes on the snow-white rice paper spread on the table.

"What's there to be lonely? You only know loneliness when you're alive, and you don't know anything when you die."

Fu Mingyuan looked over with wide eyes, and said, "Brother, what do you mean, these blood cherry pistils won't survive after we leave?"

Fu Mingxuan chuckled, and said lightly: "I found this blood cherry pistil on the top of a mountain called Yujue Mountain in the north of Jingzhou when I was traveling when I was 15 years old. I was just curious at the time. This flower, obviously so gorgeous, is indeed in the middle of a vast expanse of white snow peaks."

"Until later, my uncle who was with me told me that this blood cherry stamen is not like an ordinary flower. It relies on the roots to absorb nutrients from the soil, or, she relies on inhalation."

"Essence?"

"Yes, maybe it should be said to be the essence. On the mountain, it absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, so it can grow into such a bright appearance in such an extremely cold environment. I thought it was fun, so I took the seeds and brought them back , planted in the mansion, it can be regarded as adding to the scenery."

Fu Mingyuan nodded, and said: "But I remember, brother, you planted this flower for a long time, but you didn't succeed. Even if you survived, it didn't grow so luxuriantly."

"That's true. Our place is no different from Yujue Mountain. The brilliance of the sun and the moon is much more turbid. If we say it is the essence of Qi, it is very rare."

"Then why..."

"It was only later that I discovered that this flower can also rely on human energy to live. Therefore, once it is planted in a place where people often move, it can also grow well."

For so many years, Fu Mingyuan has always thought that the blood cherry stamens are like normal flowers, but they grow more luxuriantly. Thinking about it this way, it's true. Where there are many people, the flowers grow more luxuriantly.

After leaving, the mansion lost popularity, and Hua'er was sure to die.

Thinking of this, Fu Mingyuan sighed slightly, and her eyes drifted to the direction of Yan's residence.

"So, people are the same. There are many ways to live. You can live by relying on the land, and you can live by relying on people. People are always better than flowers. If you can't rely on these two, there must be another way to rely on."

I don't know if Fu Mingyuan listened to Fu Mingxuan's words, but she felt more and more dejected as she touched the cat in her arms.

Fu Mingxuan also gradually fell silent, concentrating on his painting.

Russling, a gust of breeze blew, the flowers danced gently, Fu Mingyuan slightly closed her eyes.

Fu Mingxuan's expression froze, and he looked in the direction of the wind.

"Xu Xu Qingfeng knows what I want, and the leisurely lake water moves people's hearts."

Appearing in front of the two of them with a thick male voice was a tall, thin, middle-aged man in his 30s, wearing a blue gown and a black iron long sword at his waist.

"Little Martial Uncle!" Fu Mingxuan's glasses suddenly widened, both surprised and delighted.

"Hanzhou is very elegant. I started painting in such a comfortable place, accompanied by such a beautiful woman. Why, I don't share in the exclusive use of this Fengyue Avenue?"

After all, the little uncle's eyes were on the curious Fu Mingyuan.

"Ahem", Fu Mingxuan was embarrassed, and said, "This is my sister, Fu Mingyuan."

"This..." The little uncle's brow was sweating immediately, he knew Fu Hanzhou's background, so he didn't expect him to have a younger sister in concept, he said as if to ease the embarrassment: "It's better to have a younger sister as a companion, closer. "

And Fu Mingyuan, who was on the side, had been staring at this little uncle who suddenly appeared, and his eyes became unfriendly.

"Yuan'er, don't be unreasonable." Fu Mingxuan also sensed that his younger sister's fiery temper was about to erupt, so he stopped it first.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm going to make mistakes first." This little uncle also looked cynical, looking very casual.

"Yuan'er, this is my little Youmen uncle, the Daoist Yuan Ji."

Fu Mingyuan opened her eyes wide and carefully looked at the man in front of her. He was obviously only in his 30s, and he acted unruly, more like a casual cultivator from there. Unexpectedly, he was Fu Mingxuan's uncle, and he had already reached the realm of a real person.

"Yuan'er, you go down first, let me catch up with my little uncle first."

Fu Mingyuan rolled her eyes at him, thinking how long you have only been back in Yujing, where did you talk to the junior uncle, clearly you want to talk about some secrets, and you don't want yourself to know that's all.

Although Fu Mingyuan thought so in her heart, she never dared to disobey Fu Mingxuan's intentions. She agreed and walked away bouncing around with the white cat in her arms.

"What a clever and wonderful person!"

Looking at Fu Mingyuan's back, the little uncle murmured.

Fu Mingxuan on the side was speechless to his uncle, wondering how this introverted young uncle became a real teacher who taught him the Taoism.

(End of this chapter)