One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 661

I have to say that Lin Shu's grilled chicken is pretty good, with a burnt skin, tender meat and moderate taste.Worried that Xiaobai would snatch it from her, he even threw a whole one up, his good intentions are worth living up to.

There was a bite without a bite, and after everyone had a rest, there were still more than half of them left.

It was freezing cold, and there was a slight sound of breathing and the crackling of the fire from under the trees.In this situation, it is best for her to hold a flute or flute in her hand and play melodious and lonely tunes, or it may attract peach blossoms for her.

Too bad she didn't, all she had was a cheesy rotisserie chicken.

What is embarrassing is that a white shadow in the distance paused, and the brilliance dissipated in an instant.When she reappeared, she was already beside her holding half a chicken leg.

Yuan Zhao looked up at the other party speechlessly, "..." The chicken leg in Yang Yang's hand, that one, take a bite?
The other party smiled, shook his head, then lightly waved his hand, brushing off the snow on the thick branch opposite her, lightly lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down.

"The Jiuchong Palace is in troubled times, and the sage is not at home to suppress the chaos. Why do you want me?" Yuan Zhao said, stuffing the roast chicken to the white fox beside him, "Go down and eat."

Don't think that she doesn't know it's a false sleep, and she doesn't know how to avoid suspicion when she hears someone coming, so she insists on pushing her out.

However, besides eating chicken, the white fox prefers to listen to the gossip of powerful people.It is impossible to walk away. There seems to be some subtle relationship between Yuanjun and Shengjun who seem to have no friendship at all. Wouldn't it be a pity to miss it?

Pretending not to understand human words, Xiao Bai obediently lay down next to him and ate the roast chicken in one bite.Then spit out a few bones far away, and finally continued to lie on the side and doze off.

In order to eat melons, it will be a spiritual pet tonight.Please don't worry about it, please continue to chat to your heart's content.

Yuan Zhao: "..." Hehe.

With a wave of his hand, he slapped it off the tree, and threw down a barrier to bring it together with those people under the tree.Cut off from its foxy roar, the world on the top of the tree became much quieter in an instant.

Want to eavesdrop on her gossip?no way.

"I have a clear grievance with Jiuchongdian, and we have nothing to do with each other anymore." Taking advantage of her technique to cleanse her hands, Sheng Jun looked at her, especially worried, "Is Yuan Jun safe?"

His words made Yuan Zhao raise his eyes slightly, and then smiled slightly:
"Very good. Shengjun is really extraordinary, and he saw my little trick at a glance. Fortunately, you are not an enemy, otherwise it would be bad."

Haha, Shengjun smiled. Seeing that she was still in the mood to talk and laugh, he felt a little relieved, but he couldn't help but say a few words:

"Knowing that Yuan Jun left overnight, Chu thought you were seriously injured. You must have a good idea of ​​the opponent's background. If you meet him in the future, you must not underestimate the enemy."

"It's really tricky," Yuan Zhao sighed sincerely and nodded, "I don't know if Shengjun is willing to help?"

Shengjun was not surprised by her reaction, and said with a sigh:
"It's not that I don't want to, but I can't. Although the future is dangerous, it's good for Mr. Wang Yuan to restrain himself, be cautious and keep his mind and nature."

Sure enough, I guessed that he would say so.

"As expected, I came from a calamity," Yuan Zhao half-tested and half-jokingly said, "I heard that the sage is a true immortal in the upper realm, would you like to reveal my origin and background in the upper realm? One or two sentences are enough."

A sentence or two is enough for her to use her imagination.

Upon hearing the words, Shengjun stared at her face with both laughter and laughter, and there was a hint of a smile in his deep eyes:
"Which god does Yuan Jun think he is descending to the mortal world?"

"If I knew, why bother to ask Shengjun?" Yuan Zhao sighed seriously, and said with tea in his tea, "Oh, I also know, the secret of heaven must not be leaked. You have your difficulties, I understand."

A piranha with a fake appearance, a lie that is insincere and advances by retreating.

However, no matter how hard she tried, he couldn't give her the answer she wanted, so he apologized:

"Chu doesn't know the origin of Lord Yuan, so he can only glimpse a few secrets, so he dare not speak falsely. In any case, Chu hopes that you will take care of yourself and get through this difficult time safely."

"Accept your precious words," Yuan Zhao laughed quickly when he saw this, "You don't have to worry about it, I was just joking to adjust the atmosphere. I just don't know if the emperor came from thousands of miles, is it a coincidence or deliberate?"

This is a good question, Shengjun's expression paused for a while, and then he smiled embarrassingly and looked away.Staring at the night scene in the distance silently, I didn't know what to say for a while.

Yuan Zhao: "..."

When Shengjun came, she withdrew the barrier.

At this moment, it was quiet, and the cold night wind whizzed by, making the sleeves of the two of them flutter.Unfortunately, in every life before Tianjun, she was almost in the mood of being approached by others.

Since Tianjun, she has become an existence that actively strikes up conversations with others.

Sure enough, the reincarnation several times is to let her experience a different life and learn to adapt to any environment.Isn't there such a course in the calamity of Shengjun's calendar?

Seeing that he has no desires or desires on his face, maybe he will just leave before dawn, right?Do it again the next time you think about it?
Thinking of the sea of ​​flowers in Lingyue Palace, Yuan Zhao sighed helplessly, put on a nostalgic expression and said:

"Shengjun's taciturn temperament reminds me of an old friend in my past life..."

Oh?Shengjun heard the reputation, his eyes were clear, and his words and deeds carried the breath of "the four things are empty, and the light is like dust", as if reminding all living beings not to have a blasphemous heart towards him, which made Yuan Zhao lower his eyelids and pinch his brows in distress.

Recalling old dreams with someone who is full of Buddha nature, I wonder if she is being passionate?
Seeing her troubled look, Shengjun was stunned for a moment, a trace of relief flashed across his eyes, and then he smiled lightly:

"To be honest with Mr. Yuan, Chu also felt the same way. I remembered the woman I met when I fell asleep for a hundred years and dreamed back to Fuchen..."

She is sexy and beautiful, but her temperament is fragile and touching. When she was in danger, she reached out her hand desperately to save him, an idler.Even in order to repay his kindness, he had to promise him with his body and suffered a lot with him on the road of life.

He knew it was immoral, but he still agreed and let her live seven years of misery and loneliness.

Yuan Zhao: "..."

Oh, I see.But it wasn't that he fell in love with her first, and she felt safe around him, so they hit it off...?During those seven years, she had been telling him that she had a very happy life, which was the truth.

Just no one believed it.

He believed it before, until she died in an accidental car accident, and then he began to fall into infinite self-blame, and everything she said in the past was completely denied.

"When the child grows up, the work is over, and my lifespan is over...she is gone." He stared into the distance, as if going back to that year through the night in front of him, "I looked for her, but I can't find her." , as if she never existed in this world..."

At that time, his cultivation base was still low, and he was unable to go to another world to find traces of her.

"Death is like a lamp going out, and Lingyuan has its own way back, so why look for it?" Yuan Zhao couldn't help but say.

"Yuanjun didn't know something," he smiled lightly, "the night before she left, she begged for something from me, and promised to explain it to me the next day. Unexpectedly, the preface was not finished, but it has disappeared."

For this promise, he has brooded on it for thousands of years.

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