The fairy is fierce

Without the pressure of survival, the scenery of the yellow sand desert is undoubtedly magnificent. ☞ ♦ ♦♦

It's past three o'clock, and the silver moon has already reached the top of our head. Under the bright moonlight, the sand sea is endless, and the bonfires lit in the crescent-like spring bay are the only bright spots in the surrounding fields.

Practitioners do not need to keep out the cold, but lighting a bonfire when resting in the wild should always make it brighter and warmer. If discovered by outsiders, they will be misjudged as a lowly monk, so as not to arouse suspicion about the realm.

Beside the bonfire, Xie Qiutao sat on the ground, holding the iron pipa in his arms, alternating his five fingers, playing foreign tunes from the far north.

Dang Dang Dang~

Xie Qiutao has a very familiar character, and has a good relationship with Zuo Lingquan and Shangguan Lingye. When they reunited after a long separation, they were naturally in a good mood and played the music very cheerfully; the pipa had a deep tone and the sound was not loud, but It feels like the sound is tapping on the heartstrings, and even the water of the calm lake next to it ripples slightly with the beat.

Zuo Lingquan didn't study music deeply, so he could only listen to it. At this time, it was quite exciting. He had a long sword by his side, holding a wine bowl, and impromptuly told vague stories in his memory.

Shangguan Lingye sat next to him. He was very happy to hear this when he was rarely in such a leisurely mood in the past. However, in front of the juniors, he still maintained the temperament of a lady, being serious in speech and rarely interrupting.

Tuanzi prefers to be lively, mainly because the more people there are, the more people will pet it. At this time, it was rolling in the sand next to the bonfire, rolling out a big circle between the three of them, and following the beat of "Gujiji~Gujiji~" 'Singing a song.

No matter how long the song is, there will always be a time when it is finished. At the end of the song, Xie Qiutao put down the iron pipa, picked up the wine bowl containing immortal wine and took a sip. The strong wine on it made him stick out his tongue:

"Hey~ I drank Immortal Drunk last time at Sixiangzhai, and it wasn't that strong. It tasted pretty good."

As soon as he said this, his face turned red.

Zuo Lingquan had no intention of pouring Taotao over and eating Taotao. When he saw this, he dissuaded him:

"The wine you drank last time was made by the disciples of Peach Blossom Pond. This jar is the handiwork of Lord Peach Blossom Pond, so the stamina will naturally be different. Don't drink too much, otherwise it will be normal for you to stay drunk for three to five months."

Lord Peach Blossom made two jars of immortals drunk. Zuo Lingquan drank several times, but in total he drank less than half of the jar, because this thing was too strong. According to Shangguan Lingye's Taoism, if he didn't deliberately dispel The feeling of drunkenness also comes from a bowl. Xie Qiutao drinks a jar of wine. If no one sobers up, it is not unusual for him to be drunk for three to five months.

Xie Qiutao actually liked the feeling of being too drunk and sleepwalking, but when she was out and about, drinking too much was harmful and useless. After hearing this, she changed to taking small sips and looked to the left and right:

"Sister Shangguan said that Sister Wu is here too, why didn't you see her?"

"Qingwan is hiding in the dark to protect us. She doesn't show up easily. I'll call her."

Zuo Lingquan put down the wine bowl, rose up with his sword, and flew towards a flowing cloud in the sky.

Xie Qiutao was dubious about this. As Zuo Lingquan left, there were only two people and one bird left by the campfire, and the atmosphere became silent.

Shangguan Lingye didn't want to talk about cultivation-related matters now, but he lacked the accumulation of daily life and couldn't find a topic, so he set his sights in the direction Zuo Lingquan left, waiting for the man to come back.

Fortunately, Xie Qiutao suffers from social obsessive-compulsive disorder. If she doesn't talk to others, she will feel uncomfortable all over. Seeing that Shangguan Lingye didn't speak, she rolled her eyes slightly and took the initiative to sit closer:

"Sister Shangguan?"

"Um?"

Shangguan Lingye turned around and said with a smile: "What's the matter?"

Xie Qiutao smiled "Hehe~" with a somewhat strange look in his eyes. He looked at Zuo Lingquan's retreating back and whispered:

"Sister Shangguan, do you have a sweetheart?"

Tuanzi lay on his back in front of the two of them and said "ji~", which probably meant: "Do you even need to ask?"

Shangguan Lingye had already accepted his relationship with Zuo Lingquan, but when asked about this question by outsiders, he still showed the arrogance in his heart, or the shyness of his daughter. She looked surprised and sneered:

"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm eighty years older than him, and I'm the concubine of Emperor Yan. I'm several levels higher than him. How can I miss him?"

"I haven't said anything about Mr. Zuo yet, I just asked if I have a sweetheart. Sister Shangguan's answer was really sincere.

"..."

Shangguan Lingye opened his red lips. According to his nature, he should fix Xie Qiutao, but he couldn't do it, so he didn't say anything in the end.

In fact, Xie Qiutao has never experienced love between a man and a woman, but she couldn't stand the theory she heard. Seeing that Shangguan Lingye acquiesced, she pretended to be an experienced person and said:

"I see that Sister Shangguan talks very little. When she and Mr. Zuo are together, they don't look like a couple at all. It must be because you can't let go."

"Um?"

"Sister Shangguan's age and moral character are not equal to those of Zuo Jianxian, and she cannot be like a couple in the world. Sister Shangguan wanted to get closer, but she was in a high position and couldn't say it clearly. She wanted Mr. Zuo to take the initiative, but Zuo Jianxian The young master can't suppress you and can't take the initiative, so the two of you are frozen, isn't it? "

Although Shangguan Lingye didn't want to admit it, she felt that there was some truth in what she said. She took a sip of her wine and gestured to continue.

Xie Qiutao looked like a young girl, but at this moment she looked like a caring elder sister from a neighbor's house. She said seriously:

"In my opinion, this is the standard 'strong woman and weak man'. This kind of thing is not uncommon in the secular world or in the spiritual world. For example, the son-in-law who marries into a wealthy family in the secular world and the son-in-law who marries into a wealthy family in the immortal world often have this situation. One wants but cannot say it out loud due to his status, and the other wants to go further but dares not to be presumptuous due to his strength."

Shangguan Lingye blinked his beautiful eyes: "What should I do?"

"It's not that simple. You have to give people a chance. For example, if you drink and get drunk by accident, they will have a chance. After sobering up, you can scold them and say that it was not your intention. Then make a fuss and let it go. In this way, you can save your face and get things done. Sister Shangguan, don't you think so?"

"..."

Shangguan Lingye is not stupid. He understood what Xie Qiutao meant at once. But in front of Xie Qiutao, how could she nod and accept it:

"Even my master has not seen through the seven emotions of human beings, how can it be summarized in a few words. You are still young, and you will understand when you encounter such a thing."

Xie Qiutao's cheeks were a little drunk, and it was hard to tell whether she was blushing:

"Hee~ I haven't thought about this kind of thing. If I meet my sweetheart, I must want my parents to see it. My parents haven't found it yet, so how can they have time to think about these things..."

Speaking of this, Xie Qiutao's eyes showed a bit of wandering fatigue. A girl, traveling around the world alone, she must be very tired under her lively appearance.

Practicing is not easy. Shangguan Lingye didn't ask much about it. He just picked up the wine bowl and clinked it with Xie Qiutao...——

Zuo Lingquan knew nothing about the casual conversation by the campfire. After flying alone to the clouds, the small painted boat that concealed its tracks floated there quietly. It was not until you got closer that you could see the whole picture.

Shangguan Lingye's white cat was sleeping soundly on the top of the pleasure boat. The boat was dimly lit. From the window, a silhouette could be seen sitting cross-legged at the desk. The curves were graceful. Although the disguised clothes slightly reduced the size of the collar, it still couldn't suppress the tension that was about to burst out.

After two drinks, Zuo Lingquan was a little drunk and obviously more frivolous than usual. He landed on the deck silently without knocking on the door. When he opened the door, he heard:

"Wanwan?"

Wu Qingwan was sitting in front of the desk. All the files on the desk had been processed and neatly placed aside; in front of her was a string of white jade beads. The beads had been made and a fox tail was being added to the end.

The door suddenly opened, frightening Wu Qingwan. She quickly swept the things that were not suitable for display under the table. Seeing that it was Zuo Lingquan, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said unhappily:

"Why didn't you knock? How much did you drink?"

Zuo Lingquan had already seen the objects on the table, and there was an inexplicable smile in his eyes. He came to the desk and leaned into Qingwan's arms to check:

"What are you doing? So mysterious?"

"Nothing." Wu Qingwan put the jade beads into her sleeves and turned her head away to prevent Zuo Lingquan from getting close:

"Miss Xie is here, why don't you go to accompany her and run upstairs?"

"I'm drinking downstairs, it's not appropriate to leave you here, so come and call me. Let's go down together."

Wu Qingwan was quite bored staying alone in the painting boat, but she didn't follow them to explore the sand sea, and it was definitely not because of her makeup.

Wu Qingwan was wearing a camel-colored dress, which was plain and covered her proud figure. Her originally exquisite face was also changed, and she looked like an ordinary person. However, how could Wu Qingwan mind dressing like this when going out?

The reason why she didn't follow was that Wu Qingwan's cultivation was not as high as the two of them, and she couldn't fly the sword. When something happened, she had to let Zuo Lingquan carry her. She couldn't help much, and she didn't want to drag Zuo Lingquan down at the critical moment. It would be better for her to stay on the pleasure boat and help Shangguan Lingye deal with some official business, so that Shangguan Lingye could concentrate on taking care of Zuo Lingquan.

Although she thought so in her heart, Wu Qingwan did not speak directly in front of the two people, but said:

"How can you meet people in this state? The Concubine Dowager is really something. She put on men's clothes and went out. She dressed me so "detailedly". I think she deliberately kept me from going out and helped me with the work here. I didn't want to embarrass her at first, but now it seems that this bead is still too gentle. What other tricks do you have? I just happened to prepare it for her on the boat."

Zuo Lingquan and Wu Qingwan are already an old couple. He knows Qingwan's character very well. He didn't force her to go down. He came up to accompany Qingwan more.

Seeing Qingwan asked this, Zuo Lingquan had a lot of tricks. He was about to pick up the brush to design, but after thinking about it, he looked at the angry Qingwan again:

"Are the beads ready? Have you tried it?"

Tried? ?

How to test this...

Wu Qingwan sat on the chair politely. When she heard this, her buttocks felt cold. Her quiet face showed a wary look. She said seriously:

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can I test this thing by myself? Don't you trust my craftsmanship?"

Zuo Lingquan laughed, put down his pen, and fumbled in Wu Qingwan's sleeve:

"This magic weapon has special effects. There is a formation inside. How can you know if it works well if you don't try it..."

"If you want to try it, go find her. Why are you touching me? This is prepared for her. If I try it, it will become mine?"

"Then make another one. I will pay for the materials and labor..."

"You..."

Wu Qingwan resisted three or two times, and was pulled up and lay on the desk. She didn't have the nerve to mess around on Shangguan Lingye's desk. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was disobedient due to the alcohol, she could only turn back and press down the hem of her skirt and beg for mercy:

"Okay, I'll make another one. I'll let you try it in the future, right? I feel awkward looking at your current appearance..."

There were still people waiting below. Zuo Lingquan was just joking with Qingwan. Seeing Qingwan give in, he naturally stopped and said with a smile:

"I like Wanwan herself, not her appearance. No matter what you become, you are as beautiful as a fairy in my eyes. What's wrong with that?"

Wu Qingwan finally broke free from the suppression, turned over and sat on the edge of the desk, adjusted her dress, frowned and said with disdain:

"I didn't say that I looked bad, but that you looked ugly. With a big beard on your face, I felt like watching a wild boar coming to dig up cabbage. I didn't even want you to touch it."

"......?"

Zuo Lingquan's smile froze. He felt that Wanwan's response to the love words was too bad. He pretended to be dissatisfied:

"Wanwan, you can't do this. Husband and wife are supposed to grow old together. How can they mind each other's changes in appearance? No, I have to correct you."

As he said this, he pushed up.

"Eh?" Wu Qingwan naturally refused. As a result, her Taoism was not good enough, and her hands were pressed on the table and kissed. She could only turn her head to avoid it and scolded in a low voice. The scene looked like a bandit who had just come down the mountain, bullying a good woman...——

Let's talk about two things.

In Feisha City, not far from the sand sea, there are still cultivators arriving every day and then entering the sand sea. Some return in disappointment, and some never return. So far, no one has found the exact whereabouts of the burial site.

However, after more than a month of exploration, some cultivators found that there were some cracks on the ground in the area of ​​Huojian Valley in the middle of the sand sea, which was consistent with the last movement according to the time calculation.

As the name suggests, Huojian Valley is rich in flint, but it is located in the deepest part of the sand sea, and monsters such as fire pythons often appear. No mortals go back to mine, and low-level cultivators dare not easily set foot in it. Several major families received the news. Although they were not sure whether the news was true or not, they all sent people to investigate.

At dusk, the heat faded a little, and a team set out from Feisha City and headed for the western sea of ​​sand.

The team consisted of more than ten people, all of whom were members of the Qi family. Because they had to explore along the way, none of them flew swords, but walked on foot with instruments in hand, which was not much different from the casual cultivators in the sea of ​​sand.

Although there was nothing special about their attire, the casual cultivators at the city gate were quite surprised that the Qi family team had a carriage, which was rare.

The carriage was not an ordinary thing. The horses pulling the carriage were all spirit beasts, and the decorations were even more gorgeous, but in the path of cultivation, it was not very practical. It was generally a ceremonial item used to pick up and drop off distinguished guests to show respect for the guests.

The casual cultivators who were watching from a distance thought that the young master of Feisha City was sitting inside, but when they looked closely, the young master of Feisha City was actually sitting outside driving!

This scene stunned many casual cultivators.

Feisha City had never produced a sword emperor, but the family's influence was not small in Zhongzhou, which had no major sects. What kind of identity did this outsider have to have to let his young master drive for an outsider?

Not only the casual cultivators who were watching on the sidelines were confused, but also the people who were hiding in the dark were confused.

On the outskirts of the sand sea, two swordsmen wearing bamboo hats stood side by side on the sand dunes, looking at the Qi family's team from afar, walking out of the gate of Feisha City.

The leading swordsman was the sword fairy Lin Zifeng who had appeared in Yazui Castle. He only took a glance and recognized the old man walking on the side of the carriage:

"Lu Jianchen is here too. We used to drink together, but I didn't expect that after not seeing each other for many years, he has become so old."

The swordsman next to Lin Zifeng was Ye Hong, a well-known sword fairy in Zhongzhou. He was also a well-known figure in Jianhuang City, but his Taoism was still weaker than that of old-school sword fairies like Lin Zifeng.

Upon hearing the name of Lu Jianchen, Ye Hong's eyes showed surprise:

"The young master of Feisha City drove the horse, and Lu Shisan of Jianhuang City followed the car. What a grand ceremony. I think the young master of the Iron Clan is not important enough. Only the young lady of the Qiu family is qualified."

"Qiu Fengqing's daughter is qualified, but she has a powerful grandfather and is not short of immortal soldiers. She will not be interested in such half-true and half-false rumors, and the Qi family cannot invite her. The only person who can make the Qi family treat him so solemnly and curry favor with him must be the first Qingkui of the Nine Sects."

Ye Hong pondered for a while and felt that there was some truth in it, and then said:

"Other places There is no news. If that person came, it is most likely that he is in the carriage. However, Lu Shisan holds a fairy sword and is recognized as the best sword cultivator under the jade level in terms of killing power. I am definitely not his opponent. How can I kill him? "

Lin Zifeng glanced at the convoy and turned to walk into the depths of the sand sea:

"Killing Lu Jianchen will cost too much. I will find an opportunity to lure Lu Jianchen away, and you go to kill others."

As long as Ye Hong does not deal with Lu Jianchen, the rest of the people are ants under his sword, so he has no objection and turned to follow him into the sand sea...

On the other side.

The convoy moved slowly in the sand sea, and the Qi family members followed the route and carefully explored along the way.

Old Lu wore a bamboo hat and walked slowly beside the carriage. From time to time, he took a sip from the wine pot and scanned the surrounding sand dunes; this was not to explore the enemy, but to recall the past when he was young.

Qi Jia leaned against the door of the carriage, holding the map in his hand and carefully checking it. From time to time, family members came to report things, and in the carriage behind him, there was a noisy noise:

"My God~ What a damn place, it's so hot. Old Lu, get me a summer heat talisman, I'm going to get a heat stroke..."

The air sea in the sand sea is extremely hot, even in the outer area. The cultivators can walk freely in it, but ordinary people will be killed by the heat if they walk only a few dozen miles.

Old Lu wanted to let Zuo Yunting experience it, so he naturally wouldn't let him live too comfortably, and said:

"We just entered the sea of ​​sand, and it's not hot yet. I brought ten summer talismans with me. I'll use them when we get to Huojian Valley. Otherwise, you won't even be able to call me, and I'll be dead."

"Why don't I go back? There's nothing to see in the city, but at least it's cool..."

"Master Qi heard that you are a 'young phoenix', but he has high hopes for you. If you run away from the battlefield now, how can you go back and enter someone else's house?"

"What do you mean by running away from the battlefield? What kind of person am I? I just calculated with my fingers and felt that this trip was a bit strange. I'm afraid it's more dangerous than good. We should go back and make some preparations, and buy more magic weapons and talismans for self-defense... Hey? Can you hear me?... Hey, is this carriage soundproof..."

...——

Zuo Lingquan was pushing the cabbage on the pleasure boat for a long time. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, he was a little drunk. Finally, he pushed open his collar and pushed twice between the big white balls.

The feeling of the facial cleanser made Zuo Lingquan feel ecstatic, but Wu Qingwan didn't feel so good, mainly because Zuo Lingquan had a big beard on his face, which was hard like pig bristles and a bit prickly.

Wu Qingwan's skin was originally soft and delicate, so how could she bear this kind of destruction? She was still feeling a little bit, but when her face came close, she frowned and kicked Zuo Lingquan away.

Zuo Lingquan also felt that the beard on his face was a bit annoying. For safety reasons, he couldn't take off his disguise, so he could only give up in disappointment. After saying goodbye to Qingwan, he left the pleasure boat and returned to the dunes.

Although he played with Qingwan on the pleasure boat, it didn't take long, but it wasn't short, about two quarters of an hour.

Zuo Lingquan quickly returned to the campfire. He thought the two women were still chatting, but when he looked up, he saw Shangguan Lingye took out a beauty couch and lay on it sideways, with a flushed cheek, looking like he was asleep.

Xie Qiutou next to her was not far behind, leaning against the beauty couch, holding the iron pipa in her arms, humming a foreign tune drunkenly; Tuanzi stood on the pipa, plucking it with her little paws, like fluffing cotton.

Ding Ding Ding

Zuo Lingquan was a little surprised and landed next to the campfire. He glanced at the half-drunk wine jar:

"Why did you drink so much?"

Xie Qiutou was a little confused. Seeing Zuo Lingquan coming back, she stood up and said:

"Sister Shangguan was a little upset when she saw you not coming back, so she drank more and more. Do I have to accompany you... Where is the boat? I have to sleep for a while, so I'll go first..."

She lay directly on the pipa, then controlled the pipa and flew up into the air.

Zuo Lingquan was terrified and wanted to remind her that 'don't fly the sword when drinking, and don't drink when flying the sword', but in the blink of an eye, Xie Qiutou had already reached the cloud layer. Although she was crooked, it was not a big problem, so he didn't send her off.

Looking down at Shangguan Lingye on the beauty couch, Zuo Lingquan hesitated a little. He wanted to hold her back to the boat to rest, but the pleasure boat was not big, and there was no place to lie down. Now there was nothing to do, and it was not appropriate to wake her up, so he sat down beside her and accompanied her.

Shangguan Lingye was wearing a scholar's robe. Although she was not wearing any makeup, the blush on her face was enough to make people fall in love with her, especially against the backdrop of the bonfire, she was so beautiful.

The sand sea was silent. Zuo Lingquan was accompanying her, and there was not much to see. He slowly moved his eyes to Shangguan Lingye's red lips.

Asleep...

Zuo Lingquan blinked his eyes. He was not the type to take advantage of others, but he had already kissed Shangguan Lingye. At this time, secretly kissing her was also a boyfriend's doting, which should not be considered taking advantage of others.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lingquan came forward and tapped her red lips lightly.

Shangguan Lingye didn't wake up, but frowned slightly, probably because he was pricked by the beard.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan touched the beard on his face, shook his head helplessly and smiled, gave up the idea of ​​taking advantage, and instead held Shangguan Lingye's hand, leaning against the couch to look at the stars.

The moon was dim, and the ten fingers were interlocked. There was only the occasional crackling of the campfire between heaven and earth.

Maybe it was too boring in the long night, Zuo Lingquan sat for a while and sang a little song that was a little vague in his memory:

"... The long ancient road is long~ I can't tell all the joys, anger, sorrows and sorrows..."

The tune was strange, and the lyrics were hummed intermittently, but it was quite appropriate with the endless sea of ​​sand in front of him.

On the beauty couch, Shangguan Lingye closed his eyes, felt the slight warmth between his palms, and smiled imperceptibly with the corners of his lips raised to listen to the song that sounded a little unpleasant, but he wanted to keep listening to it.

He smiled charmingly, but didn't let the people around him see it.

Originally, this feeling was very warm, and people didn't want to wake up for the rest of their lives. But after hearing a line in the lyrics, Shangguan Lingye still opened his eyes, raised his head drunkenly, and asked:

"What do you mean by only having a camel to accompany you?"

"Uh...you woke up, it's just the lyrics, I didn't say you..."

"Hmph~..."

Shangguan Lingye closed his eyes and fell asleep again, leaving Zuo Lingquan alone looking back, not knowing whether he should continue singing...