Chapter 2 All peach blossoms are eclipsed

Author: Yue Izumo

Chapter 2 All peach blossoms are eclipsed

The wind stopped and the snow stopped, and the snowflakes that were still in mid-air before falling disappeared out of thin air.

The sky was bright, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and the gentle breeze blowing in the face was filled with the sweet fragrance of peach blossoms. If it weren't for the residual snow on the ground, one would almost doubt that the midwinter snow just now was a dream.

Jiang Huajiao turned off his lantern and walked out of the col.

The snow came strangely, but it was neither a dream nor an illusion. What surprised her even more was that there was not even any residual snow outside the mountain col. It was obvious that snow had not fallen here just now. If it was said to be a late spring cold, I didn't hear that the late spring cold only lasted for one stick of incense.

And only in the mountain col.

Although I have some doubts, there is a demon to kill right now, so I have no time to investigate.

She stroked her borrowed face and raised her eyebrows in discomfort.

Borrowing a face is a forbidden technique, which consumes a lot of mana, and if the person being borrowed is unwilling, she cannot perform this technique. Fortunately, the woman was able to carry it, knowing that she had been entangled by a monster, so she willingly lent it to her.

The borrowing face technique can only last for half an hour, and then the face will return on its own. She must capture the monster before that. She lowered her head and looked at the red line on her finger. When she was borrowing her face, she pointed at the woman.

The red line crossed into my own hands.

Jianghuajiao goes down the winding mountain road, with lush mountain flowers and beautiful scenery.

At the turn of the winding road, there is a large peach forest. The rouge-colored flowers are piled on top of each other on the branches, stretching into a sea in front of you, with no end in sight.

It’s no wonder that Princess Jing’an wants to hold a peach blossom feast in Jiu Mian Mountain. It’s already April, and the peach blossoms in Lan’an City have already stopped blooming. Spring comes late in the mountains, and only the peach blossoms here are in full bloom.

The painting corner is walking through the forest, and the layers of clothes are dragged over the fallen flowers on the ground, making a slight sound. There is no wind in the forest, and it is eerily quiet, just like a pool of stagnant water that can stir up huge waves at any time.

A faint whisper came: "Deep in the peach blossoms, the spring breeze blows off the white clothes."

What kind of ghost poem?

The fingers on the painting corner suddenly tightened, and the red line shimmered faintly.

The monster holding the red thread, Yu Yuan, is here!

She saw no trace of the demon, because Yuyuan was a demon that was good at being invisible, and she could only kill him by making him appear.

She walked forward calmly and saw a young man sitting under the peach blossoms deep in the forest. He was only eighteen or nineteen years old. He was wearing a pure white robe with wide sleeves and no embroidery on it.

In the peach forest where the flowers are blooming, his whole person is as plain as light smoke. He seems to be unwell, with his head hanging slightly and his body curled up. He raises his hand to touch his chest, and his wide sleeves hang down like flowing clouds, revealing his slender hands.

A red line on the middle finger flashed faintly.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Huajiao asked.

When the young man heard this, he raised his eyes and glanced at her.

A pair of extremely beautiful eyes, probably holding back the pain, seemed to be filled with tears.

He has a beautiful appearance, and with just one glance, all the peach blossoms in the mountain are eclipsed.

She really didn't expect to see such a handsome and pure person in Jiu Mian Mountain. She couldn't help but marvel that although Yu Yuan was not good at poetry, his eye for men was outstanding.

"I'm fine." He leaned over and coughed lightly, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips. A few strands of black hair were stained by the fine sweat on his forehead, half covering his eyebrows. He frowned, and his clear eyes spontaneously focused on her.

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The originally dazzling sunlight reflected on him through the blooming peach blossoms, becoming hazy and charming, making him feel even more thrilling and broken.

I feel pity for you!

Xizi's flattery is nothing more than this.

"I see that you are not well. If you can trust me, sir, I may be able to relieve your pain." Huajiao didn't know the art of Qihuang, but he still had some basic methods of relieving pain.

He whispered: "No, it's useless..."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned. Huajiao had already put his hand on his chest, and ice-blue mana poured out from his palm. After a moment, he still frowned deeply, which showed that it was not effective.

Huajiao let go of his hand and smiled awkwardly: "Your illness is really weird. I see that you don't look like a person from the mountains. Why are you here alone? I don't know where you live, so why don't I send you back."

Such an exquisite person, at first glance, he is a noble son of a noble family, and he is definitely not a man from the mountains.

Huajiao said, helping him stand up. He was curled up on the ground just now. Now that he stood up straight, Huajiao found that he was quite tall and straight.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "I am temporarily staying in a villa in the mountains. The guards will arrive shortly."

Huajiao said "Oh" and was about to speak.

A vague air current surged in the forest, causing the fragrance of flowers to float.

It’s Yuyuan!

Huajiao felt a chill in her heart. When she saw this person, she actually forgot that she was here to capture the demon.

I wonder if it's because of the beauty that seduces people, or because I'm fascinated by Yu Yuan's red thread? No matter which way it is, this is a big taboo for a demon master.

Yuyuan is a kind of monster that feeds on lust. This monster is committed to matching people, but the thread he pulls is not the red thread of Yue Lao, but the red thread that allows men and women to have sex. Yuyuan usually looks for suitable men and women, and in

They have red threads tied on their middle fingers. Once the men and women who are tied by the strings meet, they will be attracted unconsciously, and then a romantic relationship will occur.

Yu Yuan hid in the dark, absorbing the passion of the two to increase his own demon power until the two died. The most cruel thing is that after the two of them died, they would be stigmatized as lewd and evil, which would affect their clan members.

The boy in white and the woman in gorgeous clothes who fell into the valley were Yu Yuan's prey this time. Fortunately, Hua Jiao replaced the woman in gorgeous clothes, saving her from such a cruel death.

Huajiao calmed down and noticed that the airflow around him slowed down again.

It seems that Yuyuan is very vigilant, and if he doesn't do something, he won't fall for the bait easily.

Huajiao's hand, which was originally on the young man's arm, moved to his chest and pushed hard. He was forced to retreat until his back was against the trunk of the peach blossom tree, causing the peach tree to sway and the petals to fall like rain, covering the

The two of them were one.

He looked at her in shock.

A piece of peach blossom fell on his forehead, crimson and soft.

The painting corner reached out to pick up the petals, imitating the appearance of the prostitute in the opera, licking the petals, raising her long eyelashes slightly, her eyes flowing, looking at him with the gentleness of a beautiful flower shining on water, and asked softly: "Master,

Am I beautiful?"

This situation was obviously something he had not expected, and he was probably frightened. He just stared at her blankly, with an indescribable emotion in his eyes, which seemed to be unbelievable.

However, after these words were asked, the air flowed slowly in the forest, as if there was an invisible wind swirling around the two of them, picking up the fallen flowers on the ground.

It really works.

The corner of the painting waited quietly, but the falling flowers suddenly stopped motionless.

Could it be that Yuyuan noticed something?

Huajiao hesitated. If Yu Yuan escaped this time, he didn't know how many people would be harmed. But if he wanted to capture him, he and the people in front of him would have to take another step.

That's all, after all, I saved his life today. If it hadn't been for her, he and the woman in gorgeous clothes would have been humiliated to death by Yu Yuan.

Huajiao didn't want to waste all her efforts, so she slowly came forward, reached out to touch his face, gently brushed the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and finally moved to his collar, pulling hard, and the collar spread, revealing one side of his delicate collarbone.

His eyes suddenly turned cold, looking at her as if they were quenched with ice, and he asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

He stretched out his hand to push Huajiao away, but Huajiao didn't allow him to do it. He reached out and grabbed his hands, imprisoning them behind his back.

The air current in the forest suddenly went crazy, and falling flowers flew around, getting closer and closer to the two of them.

Huajiao suddenly stood up on his tiptoes, raised his head and kissed him.
Chapter completed!