Little tiger happy to become a god

Chapter 12 Unless my little lover smells good to me (2)
Yue'er glared at him dissatisfied, there was no threat at all, so she had no choice but to raise her head and pull her ears back.

Ta Yu Shangshen chuckled: "Master, I heard your sigh in Jinghong Hall, what's the matter?"

Yue'er shook her head: "It's nothing, it's boring."

Ta Yu shook his godly hand, and a jade fan appeared in his hand: "Then do you want to accompany you for a walk as a teacher?"

Yue'er shook her head more firmly, she was afraid.I was bewitched by this God a few times before, and every time I followed him out for a walk.In the end, they are all looking for peach blossoms flying in the sky, and willow catkins blowing with the wind. An ambiguous and lingering place that loves you and me makes her wish to pull out all the peach trees on Jiuzhongtian now. Don’t think that you are old Give me a peach and I'll have a crush on you!
God Ta Yu looked at him with aggrieved eyes, and looked at Yue'er with a pair of extremely handsome eyes: "You despise me so much? You don't want to tell me anything, and you don't want to play with me... "

Yue'er looked into his eyes, feeling like she was going to be bored to death: "Master Ta Yu, I'm going to die."

Tayu looked at her suspiciously. "Eyes, gentle, drown." Yue'er averted her eyes, resolutely ignoring Ta Yu's pity.

There was a smile on the brows of Ta Yu, and he said: "Master is so gentle to you, do you have any secret promises to Master?"

Yue'er rolled her eyes indecently, Tayu scholar really never gave up the forbidden pursuit of master and apprentice who caused a sensation in the six worlds and shocked the ancients and moved the world today!Yue'er ignored this sentence and changed the subject: "Does Master know what happened to Jimo Li?"

Ta Yu Scholar smiled coquettishly, and said: "Unless my little love disciple smells me, I will tell you."

Yue'er turned around directly, leaving behind an angry Tayu Scholar.

Ta Yu slapped the god paper fan for a while, and said helplessly: "It's still in the process of resuming, the backlash is indeed quite big, at least it will take more than a few decades to re-repair."

"Oh."

"How's your cultivation going recently? Is there anything you don't understand after reading those books?" A certain master expressed his dedication.

"Oh, book, there is one thing I don't understand."

"Ok?"

"In the storybook, the young master and the young lady are childhood sweethearts. They are not together day and night. Why do they fall in love with an ordinary woman whom they have only met once? The young lady's family background, appearance and character are better than that ordinary woman."

"Well, love is not based on family background, appearance and character."

"But the young master and the young lady have been together for more than ten years. The young lady has been by his side for so long, doesn't it mean that he has no feelings at all?"

"Well. The ten-year relationship between him and Miss is not love."

"Then what is love?"

"Well, maybe, this...wait a minute, which book did you read these things?"

"The book of words in the mortal world seems to be called (Dust is wiped out before the end of the year)."

"Well, aren't we discussing cultivation?"

"Oh... Master Tayu, don't you know how to answer me? Change the subject."

"Well, what's your answer?"

"Then what is love?"

"Well, this..."

The peach petals fell one by one, as if laughing at the illogical conversation between the two masters and apprentices, but they looked at the scene in front of them with red eyes.

After discussing the unanswered questions in the history of the Six Realms with Ta Yu scholar that day, Master Ta Yu didn't dare to appear in front of him for several days, and Yue'er was even more bored, so he finally decided to go for a walk.

She didn't tell Master Ta Yu, and ran out secretly, but she didn't know where to go, but the white clouds under her feet flew slowly towards the Luoshui Mountains as if consciously.Why is it slow?Because our cute Yue'er little tiger doesn't have enough spiritual power...

Even though she felt that the fire was almost imminent, the white cloud was still floating leisurely.When she saw a snow-white mountain range in the distance, Yue'er stood on the cloud for a whole day, her legs were about to go limp.

At this moment, he couldn't care less about being tired, and flew directly to the Luoshui Mansion. Perhaps because of Jimo Li's heavy repair, the entire Luoshui Mansion was empty, and Xiantong didn't know where he went.Yue'er didn't think too much, and ran to the attic where Jimoli usually rested and repaired.

Pushing open the door eagerly, Yue'er was disappointed to find that there was no one inside.Only the faint and cool lotus fragrance was still floating in the air, just like when Jimo Li was there... She walked to the agarwood chair where Jimo Li usually handled affairs, and slowly sat down.Using spiritual sense to examine the entire Luoshui Mountain Range carefully, there was still no figure of Jimoli, only a familiar aura.

Yue'er didn't know what was wrong, this sense of loss, and this sour mood kept churning in her heart.I don't know how many days and months Jimoli has been sitting here, quietly looking at someone who got the book paper from somewhere, at first Yue'er was surprised that he had something to do, but then gradually got used to it.At that time, she had not yet cultivated into a human body, and she still looked like a little purple tiger, lying on Jimoli's palm.

Jimoli's whole body was cool, a little cool.Once he saw himself trembling uncomfortably on it, so he gathered his spiritual power in his palm, which immediately made her whole body warm. From then on, every time she lay on his palm, she was warm, There is no longer a trace of coolness.

At that time, she hugged Jimoli's palm with both legs, and always looked down at his hand.

His hands are so beautiful, delicately carved like the most crystal clear snow on the Luoshui Mountains, slender and fair, they are the most beautiful works of art in the world, after looking at his hands, she looked up at him.Slender eyebrows, dark eyes, eyelashes cast a shadow under the eyes when looking at the paper on the desk, making people want to look at it seriously, but when they see those eyes, they can't help but sink into them.He looks really, really good-looking, so that many people dare not look directly at his face, so they can know what kind of existence this person is from his peerless elegance.

She couldn't get enough of her eyes, sometimes looking down at her hands, sometimes looking up at her face.Sometimes when he finds out, he gently presses her little tiger's head with his thumb, and she obediently lets him press it.

300 years have passed, isn't it slow? 300 years is enough time for her to raise her head and bow her head countless times, isn't it fast? 300 years are just a snap of your fingers, and the snow in the Luoshui Mountains is still white, which makes people feel peaceful.

And she no longer knew how much of her soul Jimoli had taken up during this gaze of looking down and up.

Yue'er sat on the Chenxiang chair, leaning her head against the back of the chair, and fell asleep amidst the boundless memories...

In the dream, Jimoli and her stood side by side on the Yunxiang Stone, looking at the endless Luoshui Mountains, with snow falling, the still waterfall on the cliff still has the momentum to break through everything, and the lake next to it is still gentle and quiet ...

(End of this chapter)