Pampered by Millions

    When I came out of the embroidery shop, the sky was already faintly yellow outside. I bought food at the hawkers who set up the stall, and swayed in front of the long song. Going in one direction, he looked back curiously and asked.

    "Where are these people going?"

    "Peach Blossom Island."

    I sighed towards the lamp, and then I remembered that the most famous place in Tiansi is an island of peach blossoms living in water. It is not the land, but a large area of ​​giant peach roots that have grown for tens of thousands of years. Because these peach trees are abnormally large and the tree age is much higher than normal peach branches, the locals think they are the remains of immortals. It seems to have become the core area of ​​Tiansi.

    Zhao Deng looked at the small island shrouded in pink clouds in the distance with interest. Seeing him like this, the longer the song became, the voice was soft: "Would you like to go have a look?"

    As expected, the beauty in red immediately agreed.

    The long night came quietly, followed the flow of people and stepped into the tree island protruding from the water, the dense buildings were built on the giant peach roots, and the peach blossoms seemed to be within reach when viewed from a distance, but they were high up close. Blooming overhead, the different layers of river lanterns on the side of the island show a thousand kinds of brilliance in the darkness. There are formal-scale wine shops and clothing workshops on Taohuazhou, and merchants selling river lanterns can be seen everywhere. In the wind, Chao Deng was watching the rise, and a young Junyi monk blocked his way.

      When he opened his mouth to the lamp, the male cultivator Xiancan smiled and said, "This fellow Daoist, I see that you have a strange face. It must be that the immortals in your fate added more peach blossom debts, but took away the corresponding things. Your relatives and friends are no longer there. In this world, whether it is the person who falls in love with you or the person you love, there will be no good fruit... Is it right?"

    Zhao Deng also smiled at him: "Sir is really amazing, except for the last one." is it right or not."

    [Are you a star. ]

    [No. ]

    [Sorry. ]

    Seeing that he was interested, the fortune-teller cultivator persuaded him: "Would you like to listen to the detailed explanation below?"

    "Palace Master?"

    "You count."

      Road slowly.

    “…”

    Zhao Deng's expression changed slightly, his fingers suddenly tightened to reveal his emotions, he hummed for the other party to continue.

    "You can't become an immortal, you can't overcome your fate, and even if you fall into a demon, you can't reach the top for nine days." It seemed that this was the first time he met such a fate. People are also influenced by you, and you are intolerable to heaven, but if a little relationship is involved, heaven will not be merciful."

    Zhao Deng saw that he seemed to have something to say, so he quietly waited for the fortune-teller monk to speak again, the latter struggled for a while, and finally came out of the tray.

    "Young master...it's not just this life, that life is accompanied by your soul, and you will never end well."

      Tender petals covering the ground.

    The beauty in red has a pair of river lanterns poking at the bank, with long black hair scattered behind her back, and she can vaguely see the beautiful white face, the longer the song to buy the river lantern When I came back, I saw this scene. The palace lord of Yexuan still tapped the top of his hair like a child, turned his head towards the lamp, and clamored to get the square lamp in the other's hand.

    "Are you sad?"

    The movement towards the lamp was stagnant, and then he smiled nonchalantly: "You believe in all the liars, hahahahaha, you really—"

    Feeling the sudden warm touch on his face, he looked slightly startled at the lamp, and the monk who was as bright as the moon on the opposite gently stroked his eyelids, and said softly: "Your eyes are saying...everyone Okay, come and talk to me... are you half-sad?"

    He lowered his head dodgingly, his expression unpredictable, and it took a long time before he made a calm voice.

    "I'm used to it."

    Look towards the lamp and look at the babbling river at your feet.

    "At first I thought it was nothing, I couldn't become a fairy, and it's good to be a bad guy... But a guy as bad as me seems like he can't even be a bad guy," He returned to his casual look, looking at Yue Changge: "I just didn't expect to live forever, great beauty, you will become an immortal in the future, can you erase my fate?"

    "Good."

    [Love is worth two and a half stars. ]

     ."

    "Not lying to you."

    “…hey hey, let’s put the river lights.”

      The finger that wanted to reach the wick slowly retracted, and whispered to himself, "It won't burn..."

    His fire spirit root was abolished, and the man who abolished his whole body cultivation was the man who took the trouble to buy a river lantern for him and promised to reverse his fate. The longer the song seems to have thought of it At this point, the silver-haired cultivator lowered his body and held Chaodeng's hand, and the warm psychic energy was transmitted from the touch of his skin. He saw the small flames on the overlapping fingertips of the two, and the dark eyes of the lamp were half-squinted.

    The lamp surface covered with tulle reflected fire, and the longer song dragged his hand and put it into the river, unconsciously he fell into the other's arms, waiting for the river The lamp passed away, and the longer the song let him go.

      The flow of people blocked the road for a while, and when I looked again, the red-clothed and black-haired demon cultivator had disappeared. It stands to reason that his stature and appearance were first-class and eye-catching, but there was really no trace of that person in all directions. After thinking about it, Yue Changge mobilized his psychic energy and searched for his trace through a small wisp of spiritual consciousness previously attached to Chao Deng.

    Perceiving that the spiritual sense had gone ten miles away and was still moving, the bottom of the lead-colored eyes floated awe-inspiringly, and the cultivator, like the moon hanging in the sky, let out a low laugh from his throat.

    Zhao Deng has no spiritual roots, so he can't move to such a distance in an instant by himself, not to mention... He doesn't think that what he is doing now will make that person have the idea of ​​​​running away.

    "What do you want to do?"

    Facing the lamp, he faced the male cultivator who held him to the edge of the cliff. .

    "You jump from here," he said, as if thinking of something beautiful: "I'll be with you."

    "Sacrificing love?" Chao Deng responded: "I promise you, but you have to answer me three questions." Before waiting for the other party to speak, Chao Deng smiled and said, "How did you know I was here? ?"

    "...Follow, follow, everyone knows that you are with the palace master who hangs at night."

    "Understood~" He paused: "Second question, besides you, who else is following me?"

    "Many...you lost your spiritual roots...they all follow you...but I am the strongest...you can only be with me..."

    "The last one," Chao Lamp interrupted him, and his sweet voice was scattered in the wind: "How do you want to die?"

    The vast sword energy rose from the pale blade, realizing what the male cultivator wanted to push him down the cliff surrounded by tree roots, and hurriedly grabbed the peach root beside him. , after abolishing the spiritual root, his body was weaker than ordinary people. The cultivator also used all his strength. His fingernails turned over due to the force, and the broken fingers tightly held the peach root. In the next moment, what happened? The warm force dragged him up, looking at the warm and jade-like man beside him, he breathed a sigh of relief towards the lamp.

    "I'll die with him later," Chao Deng shook his **** hand in front of him: "It hurts."

    The gentle flow of water covered his fingers, the broken bones and nails gradually healed, and a thick white mist condensed over the head of the male cultivator whose face was gradually stained with fear in the distance. Zhi Yexuan's palace master had a vision of water cold when he condensed his pulse. This kind of incomparable change since ancient times has always been a genius all over the world. Squeezing out most of it, the thick white mist turned bloody, and the longer the song gently raised his hand to cover his eyes.

    "Don't look."

    "Beauty...you, did you kill?"

    "You want his life," the white mist dissipated, and the original male cultivator didn't even leave a corpse, the longer the song looked at his dusty face, suddenly shallow Laughing: "Of course I will kill people, what do you think of me?"

    "Righteous leader...?"

    The man brushed his long hair and slowly cleared the ashes and blood from his face.

    "Of course I am. But this position will not be taken by the kindest person." The water chill vision in the air slowly subsided, and the longer the song preface: "I will kill, and also I can count people, and I also have things that I want, people who want, and desires."

    Wait! Song brother! You don't think you are such an immortal person saying such things... It's a **** feeling.

    "I haven't seen a vision for a long time," he said, looking into those black eyes: "Nothing can affect my mood until just now."

    "You..."

    [Love is worth three stars. ]

    "You don't seem to feel it yourself," Yue Changge said softly: "Too beautiful is a sin, I'm always used to being merciful..." He slid his hand down towards the lamp's face, getting closer The other party: "Maybe you will provoke someone you shouldn't provoke."

      Changge sighed: "Have you ever hated me for ruining your cultivation?"

    “…hmmm.”

    If you take other people's things, you have to return them, Yue Palace Master.

    If the longer the song is willing to reshape the spiritual root for him, the love value at that time should be very high, and the other party mentioned this issue when Samsung now, if the spiritual root is reshaped, then start over At the end of the day, his every move was for the sake of winning his love, and he would run away after forming his spiritual roots.

    Besides, the big beauty is hypocritical, the ghost knows what the inside is like, in short, it is super, this plan is really perfect!

    There was silence between the two, and Zhao Deng suddenly said in a small voice: "It's just the beginning... I hated you for a while."

      When the fresh mahogany sign collided, there was a tinkling sound. Tong Yuechang said that he would go shopping again and then return. The lantern walking in front was quickly attracted by the golden characters on the wooden sign.

     】

    [I don't buy a new dress in January, I hope Master can smile at me. 】

    【Forever, love you forever. 】

    …

    …

    Wow, what an advanced game.

    You can see the jingling of bright mahogany signs everywhere, every few cloud-like flower trees, there are vendors selling signs Hanging on Xuanhou, Chao Deng continued to walk towards the nearest shop, and asked the girl who sold it why.

    "Young master, are you coming back to Taohuazhou?"

    Seeing him nodding, the girl smiled and said: "Peach Blossom Island is usually regarded as a place of love, because there are often Taoist couples who write their love words on this cloud makeup, it is said that as long as they are thrown into Taohua Island , two people can last for a long time, and the love will not change."

    "Cloud makeup?"

    "That's all," the girl reached out and flipped the wooden sign hanging in front of her: "The cloud makeup is the sign of the water pattern mausoleum, and it is only produced here in the Three Realms, except for the beautiful colors like evening clouds It is also well-known because of legends. In the past, the immortals, in order to protect the common people, melted blood into the cloud makeup, so that demons and ghosts dare not approach, people believe that it has the effect of warding off evil spirits and suppressing disasters."

    "Well, only for the people you like?"

    Listening to her answer, she smiled at the lamp: "Take a piece."

    There are peach petals or pine branches embedded in the cloud makeup wood, some with conspicuous and strange patterns, and some special wood species with a faint fragrance. He asked for the most common style of cloud makeup, and the girl looked like a Give him a small plate of gold ink and a fine pen.

    Zhao Deng took the pen from her hand, and the latter was sluggish for a brief moment when the skin touched. Because he was not familiar with the brush, he wrote very slowly, and he wrote two more strokes during the writing period Business, the girl does not rush, only occasionally glance at him.

    When he finished writing, the other party came over.

     】

    "Young Master wrote it...but the Yexuan Palace?"

      .

    "Beautiful woman~" After responding to the light, she rushed to the long song and shook her cloud makeup: "Praise me and praise me."

    "Why write this?"

    "Aren't you happy with me, I understand what I said before," Chao Deng smiled and said, "I'll give you a chance, come and praise me."

    [Love is worth three and a half stars. ]