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Chapter 118 Peach Blossoms and White Clouds

The beautiful jade completes the stone, and the stone is willing to be the foil of the beautiful jade. This is what Yu Ruoye Cangfeng says.

But for Sheng Fei, it was a little different.

Stepping on the waves and looking at the light so close at hand, she was ready to break most of her bones before jumping off the waterfall.

Not to mention, she really wouldn't dare to do this without the support of a large supply of high-end elixirs.

I can't fall to my death, I just jump, what else can I do?

"Forward! Forward!"

Can't stay where you are!

Get up wherever you fall!

Seeing this scene through the water mirror reflected in the peach wood, Bian Zheng felt very complicated at the moment. He didn't know if this could be regarded as a typical behavior of shooting himself in the foot.

The quarrel on the mountain is still going on, but now Guiyu Mountain, with the two of them as the center, is covered with ice and frost for a hundred miles, the cold air is rolling, and the snowflakes are flying all over the sky.

"Where are you going, Uncle Master?" Shuangxue was holding the fishing rod that had been broken into two pieces before, and he randomly found a piece of cloth and tied it together again.

Bian Zheng said with a condensed expression: "Go and bring her back."

"I need a reasonable reason. Breaking an appointment is not a good thing. Aqi understands it, and my uncle should understand it too."

Shuangxue nodded gently, with a twinkling snowy look in her eyes. As she spoke, her long frost-like hair gradually grew longer, spreading over her knees and ankles. She dragged it directly to the ground, which was three times cooler than the snow on the ground.

point.

"Two years is two years. One day earlier and one day later does not count as two years. It is not yet two months since she arrived at the foot of the mountain."

There was a series of weak and crisp sounds that kept vibrating in the air, like the movement of ice edges rubbing against each other.

A rather strange scene was staged in the snow - it wasn't that Shuangxue's hair was getting longer, but that his figure was getting shorter!

Bian Zheng frowned slightly, looking down at the young man in white clothes and as handsome as jade. He looked so young, and his frost-colored eyes that were the same as his own were filled with peace and tranquility.

Calmness is a precursor to the coming storm.

Young people are always ignorant and fearless.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"I know." Shuangxue's voice was also calm, without any waves, "I'm trying to reason with my uncle."

Facing this little nephew who had always been uncompromising, Bian Zheng's head hurt even more: "What kind of cultivation do you have, what kind of cultivation do I have, why do you reason with me?"

"I am the sect leader you chose, you must respect me a little."

Shuangxue thought for a long time, then took out the sect master's seal from his sleeve, and added: "Uncle Master has always been soft-hearted and doesn't know how to fight, but I am the master recognized by the sect master's seal, and behind me is a boundless world.

Snowfield.”

"My nephew is not very talented, but he happens to be good at fighting, so I think this principle can still be explained."

That young and clean face just had it clearly written on it. He didn't take action without saying hello. He had already given enough face to persuade the other party not to be ungrateful.

Shuangxue can be regarded as a child raised by herself. How could Bian Zheng not know what a scoundrel he really is?

He didn't want to waste time here, so he said: "I am the elder and you are the junior. I discipline my disciples, and you have no reason to interfere."

"But Ah Qi did not perform the apprenticeship ceremony and never called you "Master". The Xuanshuang Sect's Ancestral Master Hall has never recognized her as a disciple. What you said is unreasonable."

Bian Zheng laughed angrily: "In that case, she has no relationship with you, so from what standpoint do you care about her affairs?"

"I feel bad, can't I?"

"Then you shouldn't stop me here." Hearing this, Bian Zheng's anger dropped slightly and his tone became calmer, "I don't want to either."

Both of them were children he had raised with great care. No matter what happened to either of them, he would not want to see it happen. It was safest to keep them both under his nose.

"No, no, no, uncle, our feelings are different." Someone said while shaking his head, "I am a child now, so naturally I speak for her from the perspective of a child."

"Uncle Master knows that I have never been willing to be a sect leader."

"But you are strong and your cultivation level is high. You have never given me a choice." The young man leaned on a fishing rod and laughed at himself, "Yes, in order to protect the snow line of the boundless snowfield from moving south, both the human race and the Xuanshuang Sect need a person.

Can be regarded as the sect master of the formation hub."

Xuanshuang Sect is a living formation, and the person who can serve as the formation hub must be someone like Xuanshuangzi who is pregnant with the Yin spirit body, and the formation hub cannot leave the Beiyuan boundary. The leader of the previous generation took pity on the young.

Disciple, before leaving for the Immortal Realm, he made a hundred-year agreement with his junior disciple Bian Zheng, asking him to protect the Xuanshuang Sect for another hundred years before leaving.

Shuangxue was naturally grateful to Bian Zheng for being able to stay and occasionally go out to take a breather.

But he still couldn't stop thinking about it. If everyone had asked him a question instead of pressing him directly in front of the sect master's seal regardless of his own wishes, would the resentment in his heart have been reduced a little?

Facing the young man's questioning, Bian Zheng couldn't help but become speechless and looked a little tired.

"But she is different from you." He pointed to the water mirror, and his tone began to soften, like melting winter snow, "You are still not strong enough to see clearly. The world has never been kind to her."

The young man's voice was cold, and his words were as sonorous as gold and stone, falling to the ground crisply. "It's you who can't understand."

"Just like Master doesn't understand what I want, you also don't understand what she wants."

The longer you are stuck in a situation, the more you won’t be able to let go.

"If this world has never been kind to her, then who are you and me?"

“Where does the heartache come from?”

"Uncle Master, answer me now."

After Bian Zheng thought about it for a moment, he remembered something that he had inadvertently ignored, and the anger that had subsided rose again. It had to be said that he had really underestimated his nephew.

It is difficult to guard against domestic thieves.

"I originally thought you just allowed her to leave the mountain gate that day, but now it seems that it was your intention to let her hear our conversation and learn the news that I was leaving, and the trip down the mountain was even more instigated by you.

Made."

"Shuangxue, what exactly do you want to do?"

The fishing rod encountered fragile snowflakes and shattered into frost inch by inch in the cold.

"So what?" The young man sighed and blew away the frost that had condensed on his hands. "Both she and Bian Qi should be free. There is no need for more people in the cage."

"I am a kind and good person. Master, don't force me to bully my master and destroy my ancestors. Otherwise, they will have to eat for me. Can you bear it?"

On the other side, Jian Congan, who was at the foot of the cliff, stared dumbly at the lamb's hooves climbing up the nearly vertical cliff, and could only follow it to the bottom of the waterfall.

It may be accidental, or it may be inevitable. A kind of good luck comes at this moment.

She never dreamed that her wish would be realized in a wonderful way.

After reaching out to catch the little figure falling from the sky, not only Jian Cong'an was stunned on the spot, but Sheng Wei who was caught was also confused. He didn't even have time to wipe off the water droplets on his eyelashes before he faced her.

A pair of simple and clean eyes.

"I've finally waited for you, my little Yunduo."

The beautiful and graceful girl in Tsing Yi could not hide the joy in her eyes.

"I am Peach Blossom."

"Peach Blossom Fan, Jian Cong'an."
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