My wife is from the fairy world

In the prosperous and prosperous scene of this world, there is no deceit in the cultivation world.

The fireworks in this world are not as beautiful as the scenery in the cultivation world!

In addition, there is a pastor Chang'an by her side, who has been bouncing in front of her, playing tricks and funny, and relaxing the heartstrings that have been tense in her heart.

Ye Qiushui didn't know that once the nerves that had been tense for thousands of years were relaxed, he would be so tired.

Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, before becoming immortals, they are just ordinary people.

After confirming that the formation was opened, Ye Qiushui fell on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

In her sleep, she had a dream.

A dream from a long time ago, a dream from a long time ago... I can only think of some fragments.

In the dream, she was still a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

The little girl with a pink carving has two balls on her head, a sweet smile on her face, and a maltose bought by the master in her hand.

She was led into the sect by her master, and since the day she was beaten, she has stayed away from mundane things and devoted herself to cultivating.

It's just one person....

The master taught her to practice, comprehend the way of heaven, and teach her peerless exercises.

She is gifted and intelligent, and she is deeply loved by her master.

Master treats her very well, and devotes all resources to cultivating her, a treasure of heaven and earth, a panacea, and a shortage of demand.

However, cultivation is short, boring, day and night, how can it be so easy...

In the depths of the endless mountain peaks, pavilions and pavilions, cranes are crying, but there are only two people, her and the master.

The child's playful nature made her feel lonely for the first time, and she ran to the master and wanted him to play with her.

"Master, master, I want to go out and play...",

but the master rejected her in a cold voice.

"The future of this sect is in you, how can you have the heart to play!" After the

master finished speaking, he left her alone to retreat and practice.

At that time, she sat on the stone platform and cried for a long time, but in exchange for the disappointed eyes of the master.

A person stumbled back to the palace, in the huge hall, the clouds were shrouded, and the aura was lush, but she was the only one.

The wind blows across the face, taking away the crystal tears, and there is no sound...

Since then, she has no freedom.

With the deepening of her cultivation, whenever she falls into a bottleneck, the loneliness and sadness in her heart will be infinitely magnified, and she can only silently endure the hardships that this cultivation must go through.

The master has always only cared about whether her cultivation has progressed, and has never cared about whether her heart is lonely.

Until one day, she accidentally rescued a small group of sparrows.

Although the little group of sparrows is not a spirit animal, she can know her heart and understand human speech.

Whenever she fell into a bottleneck and could not break through, the little finch would fly to her delicate shoulder, poke her cheek with the tip of the small beak, the little finch would tease her, would play with her, and at that moment, the loneliness in her heart was soothed.

Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived.

The existence of the little tuanqi was known to the master, and it happened that the cultivation was a bottleneck at that time, and the master blamed it for this.

She knelt in front of her master, crying and begging, but the master was like a heart of stone, cutting off the wings of the dough in front of her and cutting off the limbs.

"No, don't ——!"

her heart was like a knife, and she couldn't cry.

"The cultivation world is so cruel, Qiushui, you have to understand! You are going to become the sword bearer in this heaven and earth, you have to remember! Never be this weak group of sparrows..."

After that day, she felt no pain, no loneliness and no loneliness.

The method of cutting off feelings, cutting off all emotions.

Her cultivation is advancing day by day, and the master is very pleased with her, and his eyes are full of hope and future.

But I didn't know that the cultivation world was cruel.

Ruthless people are the easiest to offend people.

The sect was wiped out, and on that day, the blood and blood of the sect were monstrous, and the corpses were everywhere.

The master fought desperately to protect her from leaving, she hid in the master's robe, curled up, and felt the pain in her heart.

Subconscious....

She used the method of cutting love to cut away the pain, and watched her master die in battle, but there was no resentment and pain.

But she knew that from now on, she was the only one left.

The picture changed, in just a hundred years, she overwhelmed a generation of Tianjiao with a shocking posture and shocked the world of Kyushu.

A mirror, like a dream, ruthless and desireless, no one can break it!

The picture turned again, and the battle of the Dao was in the middle of the battle.

She fell under Jiang Wuya's calculations, and the Dao Ji was shattered and fell into the abyss.

At that moment, the fear of death was infinitely magnified, and she felt that there were countless dark emotions such as fear, anger, loneliness, and loneliness blooming like flowers.

The method of slashing affection could not be used at that moment, so she could only endure it silently, and she curled up, feeling her body gradually cold.

At this moment, a familiar and unfamiliar aura descended.

This breath lingers all over the body, like the warm sun of the rising sun, extinguishing all the gloomy breath.

At this point, the picture changes.

She lay in a man's arms, enjoying the warm breath.

Looking up, there was a handsome face, and dark eyes were staring at her deeply.

It was Mu Chang'an's face!

plop~

Her heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out.

"Why are you here!"

The panicked voice revealed the panic in his heart at this time.

Pastor An smiled slightly.

"I'm here to save you!" As

soon as the words fell, the pastor Chang'an hugged her tightly, as if to merge the two into one, and his lips gradually pressed down.

She put her hands on the man's chest, and slowly closed her eyes in shame.

Just as the man's lips were about to touch, her eyes widened instantly, and her hands subconsciously greeted the man's face.

"Ahh

In the living room, with Ye Qiushui screaming, she sat up from the sofa suddenly.

After experiencing a moment of confusion in his eyes, Ye Qiushui touched his head with a faint ache and remembered the dream just now.

What's wrong with her?

How can she remember the past...

Then, she held the blanket full of the atmosphere of the shepherd in her hand, remembering the kiss that had not yet been touched...

After a short silence, Ye Qiushui seemed to realize something, and put his hand into the blanket to test it.

For a long time, her fingers were stained with an unknown trace of moisture.

Ye Qiushui: "..."o

(*////▽////*)o

!!!!Ahhh

Damn Mu Chang'an

, let me die!

Ye Qiushui angrily threw the blanket on the ground, his full chest rising and falling with anger, and his face was ashamed.

It's so dignified, why do you want to cover

her with a blanket? Forget about covering a blanket, and give her a blanket used by Mu Chang'an...

Ye Qiushui attributed all the reasons to Mu Chang'an.

It's all because of Mu Chang'an

! Well! It's definitely not his own problem

! Absolutely not!

on the dining table.

Mu Changan looked at Ye Qiushui strangely while eating.

Ye Qiushui was picking up the rice in the bowl with chopsticks, with a pensive expression, as if he was thinking about something.

If she were the usual, she would have gobled it up a long time ago.

"What's going on with you today?"

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