Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 336 A token of love?

The morning sun shines on the sparkling lake, and the waterside pavilion surrounded by willows and green bamboos is bathed in the autumn sun. Although it is only a few dozen steps away from the market, it seems to be in a fairyland isolated from the world.

In the room facing the water, the window was open, and the pale golden dragon turtle was huddled motionless in its shell, basking in the little autumn sun.

The room has the same layout as Zuo Lingquan's bedroom, with an open book and some sunflower seeds snacks placed on the small table.

On the bamboo couch not far away, a petite girl with a round face was lying flat on the bamboo pillow. Her sleeping posture was not very good. The thin quilt only covered her waist. She was wearing a white close-fitting dress with a perfect bulging skirt. Presented in the morning light, it is slightly spread out due to gravity, but still very full.

As you breathe evenly, you can occasionally see the outline of the goose-yellow bellyband inside the small clothes through the gap in the collar. The pattern on the bellyband is a big white bird. Judging from the rust skills, it should be done secretly by oneself. .

Under the squeaking nest of the round-faced girl, the furry white dumpling is lying flat with its wings spread out in a similar posture, with its head tilted and sleeping soundly. If it weren't for the small paws pointing upward, looking at it from the side, it looks like the round-faced girl is sleeping with her arms There is a white fur ball pillow sandwiched between it.

Phew~~~

In the quiet and warm atmosphere, a gust of autumn wind carried the fragrance of flowers and blew into the window. The morning light also dimmed. When the room returned to normal, there was an additional figure in the room.

Tuanzi looked like sleeping like Piggy, but the moment he sensed a strange smell, he rolled over, spread his wings, and assumed a very fierce posture.

The white phoenix spreads its wings!

But after seeing the situation clearly, Tuanzi tilted his head slightly and said, "Ji?" Then the sleepiness came back, and he lay down straight and continued to sleep. His reaction just now was like sleepwalking.

"This little broken bird is quite cautious..."

A mature voice sounded from inside the room.

Xie Qiutao sensed something and quickly woke up and opened her eyes. She touched her side with her hands at the same time, but when she saw the figure not far away, she stopped immediately, her eyes full of surprise.

In front of the bamboo couch, stood a familiar woman, wearing a dark green slim skirt, with a peach blossom hairpin on her head, her hands folded on her waist, her figure with narrow shoulders and round hips exuding a mature softness. She seems to have a somewhat seductive aura of fireworks and wind and dust, but her beautiful peach blossom eyes, which seem to be drunk but not drunk, clearly reveal her demeanor of an outsider who is "playing in the world".

"Sister Yingying..."

"Hush!"

Lord Peach Blossom raised his finger in front of his red lips, signaling Xie Qiutao to stay silent.

Xie Qiutao quickly shut up and shook the dumpling, but the dumpling slept like a dead pig and rolled to the side: "Ji..." and then there was no movement.

Xie Qiutao looked helpless, sat up and said in surprise:

"Why are you here, Sister Yingying? Aren't you in Yuyaozhou?"

"I will help you protect the road and follow you in the dark."

"Guardian?"

Xie Qiutao looked a little confused. After recalling the experience of this trip, he blinked his big eyes:

"do you need?"

"...?"

Lord Peach Blossom looked calm, but felt speechless in his heart.

Although the ancestor accomplished nothing when he came out, he could not admit that he was just a pendant. She smiled and said:

"Guardians are there to deal with unexpected needs. You don't need to be the best, but as elders, we can't leave behind a backup plan."

"oh……"

Xie Qiutao thought about it too.

Xie Qiutao spent a few months with Lord Peach Blossom during the Chinese New Year, and she didn't feel much nervous about facing the Lord on the mountain. She thought about it for a moment and asked:

"Sister Yingying is coming out now. Is it possible that we are in danger?"

Lord Peach Blossom came to the bamboo couch, picked up the dumplings that were sleeping like piglets, put them on the pillow, and sat softly on her side:

"No threat, I just have something to tell you."

Lord Peach Blossom turned his jade hands slightly, and there was a colorful rope lying on his palm:

"You will give this to Zuo Lingquan later and let him wear it on his wrist."

Colorful rope, also known as five-color silk, is usually worn during the Dragon Boat Festival to ward off evil spirits. It also has a beautiful meaning of praying for Najib, which is not uncommon.

Xie Qiutao took the colorful rope and looked at it, not sure why:

"Sister Yingying, why don't you just give it to Mr. Zuo?"

"Zuo Lingquan has to support himself during this trip. He will relax his vigilance when he knows that I am here and can rely on him. Don't tell him that I am here."

rely on?

Xie Qiutao originally wanted to say, "Last time you were beaten to death, or did Mr. Zuo go all the way to the hero to save the beauty, and you still rely on it? Who relies on whom?"

But saying this would definitely offend Sister Yingying, so Xie Qiutao nodded seriously and asked instead:

"This tether is not an ordinary colorful rope, is it? What is it for?"

There was a bit of Spirit Partitioning mystery in the eyes of Lord Peach Blossom, and he put the rope around Xie Qiutao's wrist, and whispered...

Xie Qiutao felt the fragrant wind blowing on her ears and neck, and half of her body felt numb. She couldn't help but take a look at Lord Peach Blossom's heavy breasts - they were so big, they were almost catching up with Sister Qingwan... They must be very soft...

But listening to it, Xie Qiutao was taken aback again, looking at Lord Peach Blossom, his eyes brightened slightly:

"That's okay too?"

"Well, do you want to try it?"

"Okay, okay..."

…

After a while.

The bedroom was back to normal, Xie Qiutao turned over and got up, took out a clean little skirt from Linglong Pavilion and put it on her body, and shook the sleeping dumpling again:

"The sun is drying your tail, get up quickly."

"Ji~..."

The dumpling rolled slowly on the pillow, indicating that it was getting up.

Xie Qiutao has long been used to it, she felt helpless, covered the dumpling with a thin quilt, and ran out of the room by herself.

The layout of the waterside pavilion is compact, with two guest rooms on both sides and an elegant hall in the middle.

Xie Qiutao touched the colorful rope on her wrist. Maybe she was a little impatient. She didn't notice that the isolation formation in the room was on. She ran through the middle hall and pushed open the door:

"Left...left...?!"

Xie Qiutao's body suddenly froze, and the moment the door was opened, the words came into his ears:

"Bao'er, Qiutao is here..."

"I still want you to remind me? Die with me..."

Looking up, in the room, Sister Shangguan, who had come over at some time, was sitting on her knees on the bamboo couch, pressing Zuo Lingquan with her hands. Her stunning cold cheeks were flushed, and she was only wearing hollow black flowers. Li, wearing a set of black garters on her legs, her graceful curves can be seen at a glance as she moves.

Not far away, Sister Jingxun had put on her skirt, her plump buttocks resting on the round stool in front of the dressing table, and she was combing her hair with a wooden comb in her hand. She looked on with a smile and had no intention of stopping Lingye's domestic violence.

On the bamboo couch, Mr. Zuo's upper body was naked, with several red marks on his chest and shoulders. The domineering aura he had at Luojian Mountain was gone, and he was being held down by his wife.

As the door opened, two eyes looked over. Shangguan's sister, who was half-clothed, didn't know how angry she was. She still didn't let go of her hand after being caught, glaring fiercely at Young Master Zuo underneath her.

! !

Xie Qiutao was shocked. She had never seen such an exciting scene in her whole life.

Sister Jingxun is okay, what is Sister Shangguan wearing? Even the hair can’t cover it…

What is Mr. Zuo doing?

…

Xie Qiutao suddenly thought about it, her round face turned red with embarrassment, and she slammed the door shut:

"Yeah! I...I didn't see anything, you continue..."

Dong dong dong——

The trotting footsteps quickly zoomed away, and then there was the sound of the door opposite closing.

After a moment of silence in the room, shameful and angry words continued:

"Shameless! You're all-pervading, I'll beat you to death..."

Zuo Lingquan's old face was a bit awkward, but he didn't dare to block it. He just smiled kindly and said:

"Bao'er, don't be angry. It's my fault. I misunderstood you..."

"What do you mean by misunderstanding? I didn't agree from the beginning to the end. You did it on purpose..."

"How is it possible...Okay, I did it on purpose..."

Crackling...

A domestic violence incident.

Last night, Jingxun fanned the flames and suggested that Lingye thank his husband with sincerity, but Lingye was not firm in his opposition.

Zuo Lingquan had been with Lingye for so long and knew Lingye's temperament. He must have had some thoughts at the time, but he was hesitant. If he really didn't like it, he would kick him away.

The result was the same as when the two of them were in the cave on the red candle night. Lingye stood up and refused to admit it, saying that he did it forcefully without consent or something.

As a man, sometimes you should suffer a little and feel a little wronged. Zuo Lingquan couldn't say anything except apologizing to coax his wife.

I don’t know how long after being scratched, the shame on Shangguan Lingye’s face finally faded away. He stood up and put on the gorgeous palace dress, gritted his teeth and said:

"Just wait, I will settle this account with you later!"

Zuo Lingquan sat up and said softly:

"Okay, let's figure it out later..."

Shangguan Lingye wrapped her skirt and looked at the culprit Jing Xun next to her. Seeing Jing Xun watching the show with a smile and looking at her buttocks, she walked over with a gloomy expression and finally combed Jing Xun's hair with her hands. The hair is rubbed into a bun and is frizzy:

"You also wait for me!"

Tang Jingxuan didn't care at all and combed her hair again: "Seeing as you were bullied for crying yesterday, I won't care about you. What Qingwan said is indeed true. Apart from your tough mouth, you are very tender in other places. You have suffered such a heavy crime, so you It’s okay to lose your temper.”

Shangguan Lingye still couldn't forget that unspeakable feeling. He was so confused that he didn't even know what to say in reply to Jingxun. She snorted, straightened her clothes, and quickly left this unbearable place. Looking back at the room.

Zuo Lingquan went out to see off his wife, but when he reached the door, there was no trace of Lingye outside, so he could only give up in frustration.

Tang Jingxuan bullied Lingye yesterday and was very happy. At this time, he combed his hair and came behind him and asked with a smile:

"Xiao Zuo, how do you feel? Whose flowers are tenderer than Qingwan?"

Zuo Lingquan felt that Xun'er was becoming more and more like a wolf and a tiger, daring to say any nasty things. He raised his hand and patted Jing Xun's waist:

"Just laugh. My husband always drinks a bowl of water evenly. If you are bullied in the future, let's see how Lingye laughs at you."

Tang Jingxuan shrugged slightly, his face not even red:

"They can all bear it. Sister, what are you afraid of? What if you don't dare to do that? If you do that kind of thing, the dead mother-in-law comes over... Eh~"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan thought about that scene and thought, ‘My life is at stake.’ How dare I say that...

——

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the sect celebration of Qianqiu Yuefu will be held at the Liyue Palace in the center of Chunchao Lake. The battle is much larger than that of Luojian Mountain Sword Asking, and the Independent Cultivators waiting to see the fairy around Chunchao Lake are probably all There are more than 100,000.

The core area of ​​Chunchao Lake is not open to the public on weekdays. However, during the sect's celebrations, outsiders will not be prevented from visiting Fellow Daoist. As long as you can afford the rising boat tickets, you can take the cruise ships of various merchants.

Qianli Chunchao Lake is too big. Even if Fengyue City is on the edge of Chunchao Lake, it is still more than five hundred miles away from the Riyue Palace in the center. It is a basic etiquette within the sect not to be able to control the wind. Madam Xue said yesterday that she would arrange for people to He came to greet her, but Zuo Lingquan didn't want to attract too much attention, so he declined Mrs. Xue's kindness and chose to take a cruise with Independent Cultivator.

After packing up in the waterside pavilion, Zuo Lingquan called Qiu Tao, who was hiding in the house, and Tuanzi, who was still awake, went to the lakeside ferry to look for the cruise ship that had gone to watch the excitement.

Xie Qiutao dressed up beautifully, with white clothes and a dark red pleated skirt. Her hair was arranged in a bun like a lady out for fun. She also wore two emerald green earrings. She no longer carried the iron pipa on her back, but looked gentle and graceful. In arms.

However, Xie Qiutao looked very strange. He walked behind Zuo Lingquan and glanced at Tang Jingxun from time to time. He was probably still thinking about how the cold and domineering Shangguan sister could actually stack Arhats with Jingxun.

Tang Jingxun was still a little shy in front of Xie Qiutao. When Xie Qiutao kept looking at her, he quietly explained:

"Qiu Tao, don't think too much. Yesterday, Ling Ye and Xiao Zuo reunited after a long separation. I didn't interrupt and just watched from the side."

Xie Qiutao didn't believe it at all.

Zuo Lingquan was dressed in a prince's robe and looked calm, but he could not clear away the white scenes in his mind. The matter of a dragon and two phoenixes was broken by Qiu Tao, and he was too embarrassed to talk to Qiu Tao.

There were many cruise ships going to the center of Chunchao Lake to watch the sect's grand ceremony, but there were even more people wanting to go there. Zuo Lingquan waited at the lakeside until noon before he found a cruise ship with a nice environment.

The autumn sun was shining brightly, and the gorgeous-looking cruise ship was crowded with people. The chatter of male and female monks filled every corner:

"Will Fairy Yun Che appear today?"

"Definitely, maybe I will even compete with Fairy Dongfang on stage..."

"Will Mrs. Xue show her hand? I'm jealous of her..."

"Do you want to die? This is the territory of Qianqiu Yuefu. If you can see my daughter, you should burn incense. I also want to see Mrs. Xue... By the way, Mrs. Xue should come out..."

"By the way, I heard from the gossip that the sword demon Zuo Ci showed up yesterday, and Mrs. Xue fell in love with her at first sight... She fell in love with her and wanted to betroth her youngest daughter Yunli to the sword demon Zuo Ci..."

"How can this be done! Isn't it easy to rely on a donkey?"

? ?

Zuo Lingquan and Tang Jingxun, who were standing on the edge of the cruise ship and quietly listening, frowned.

Jing Xun wanted to turn around and curse, "You're the one who blames the donkey", but she didn't expect to hear the nonsense monk say next:

"Fairy Yunli is not as beautiful as her sister, and her talent is not well-known. She is just about to marry into a wealthy family in the mountains. How can she be worthy of the sword demon Zuo Ci, who is the future sword master of Dongzhou..."

I dare to say that Fairy Yunli is a scumbag...

Zuo Lingquan opened his mouth, and felt that the little monk's mouth was so sweet that he was embarrassed when he said it, so he turned around and reminded:

"Fellow Daoist, walls have ears, if Qianqiu Yuefu hears this, it will be terrible."

"Hey, I'm telling the truth, and I'm not belittling Qianqiu Yuefu. If you want to marry someone like the sword demon Zuo Ci, you have to be a direct descendant of the ancestor or a daughter or granddaughter. Otherwise, the talent will be low. One has a life span of three hundred years, and the other has a life span of three hundred years. Three thousand years, isn’t this a sin..."

This really makes sense.

Zuo Lingquan secretly shook his head and sighed, not bothering these independent cultivators who were not afraid of death anymore.

Soon, the cruise ship was fully loaded with guests and sailed to the depths of Chunchao Lake.

Zuo Lingquan and Tang Jingxun were watching the scenery in the corridor. The sleepy-eyed dumpling huddled lazily in Tang Jingxun's arms. He opened his beak and waited for Jingxun to feed him. After taking two bites, he paused and looked around, feeling a little confused. ——I seemed to see Da Taotao when I was sleeping, why didn’t I see anyone? Could it be that Bird Bird was hallucinating due to hunger? Try eating two more bites of rice...

Xie Qiutao stood alone a little further away. She seemed to be listening to the Independent Cultivator's nonsense, but she was a little absent-minded. After the cruise ship had gone about ten miles, she came to Zuo Lingquan:

"Master Zuo, come here for a moment."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan was taken aback for a moment, without thinking too much, followed Xie Qiutao to the corner of the boat building.

Tuanzi wanted to follow to see what Taotao was up to, but was caught by Jingxun, who was thinking wrong.

There were many people on the cruise ship, Zuo Lingquan came to a secluded place where there were fewer people, and seeing Xie Qiutao holding the pipa with a strange expression, he asked:

"What's up?"

Xie Qiutao didn't want to mention sister Yingying's matter. After thinking about it for a while, she smiled sweetly:

"It's nothing, I just... I just want to give Mr. Zuo something."

"oh?"

Zuo Lingquan raised his eyebrows, secretly observing Qiutao's expression—hmm... Maybe he wanted to confess...

Xie Qiutao saw Zuo Lingquan's thoughts, his eyes were annoyed, and he raised his hand and slapped Zuo Lingquan on the shoulder:

"Master Zuo, what are you thinking about? We are Fellow Daoists, brothers who have been through life and death. You...don't think so wildly."

"I'm not thinking wildly, it's just an accident. What does Miss Xie want to give me?"

"Um……"

Xie Qiutao asked Zuo Lingquan to help hold the pipa, took off the colorful rope from his wrist, and tied it around Zuo Lingquan's wrist:

"This colorful rope is used to ward off evil spirits and pray for blessings. I have a bracelet given by Aunt Zuo. If it doesn't match yours anymore, I'll give it to you."

"..."

Zuo Lingquan looked at the colorful tether on his wrist, and it was hard not to think of something like a 'love token'.

After all, when a little girl confesses her love, she is usually embarrassed to say it openly, and shyly gives some paper cranes and other small objects to express her feelings secretly.

Seeing that Zuo Lingquan's expression was strange, Xie Qiutao blushed, grabbed the iron pipa, pushed Zuo Lingquan's shoulders and said:

"Oh, I just gave it to you. It doesn't mean anything else. You just wear it. You go and accompany Sister Jingxun. I'll go shopping by myself."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away. After running a few steps, he turned back and smiled:

"Hee~"

"..."

Zuo Lingquan felt strange. No matter how he looked at it, it was Qiu Tao secretly confessing his heart, but it didn't look like it if he took a closer look. He couldn't understand Qiu Tao's meaning anyway.

However, Qiutao has always been quirky, and it is not unusual for him to do anything. Zuo Lingquan didn't think about it thoroughly, and didn't think about it anymore. He raised his wrist and looked at the extremely well-made colorful rope, shook his head and smiled, and returned to Jingxun. …

——

Thank you for the reward from the leader of [Catching Fire] and [Yuanzhi Xiaokong]!

(end of this chapter)