Shocking love robbery

Chapter 476: This Love Can Be Waited 4
Yingzhao held the seed tightly, with a look of pain on his face.

Xijue was stripped of his divine book, and no one in the gods remembered him anymore, and what disappeared with him was the green radish flower in the garden of Qingjue Palace, which he took care of for thousands of years. Because of Xijue's blood, she awakened and turned into a human woman.

The first thing that woman named Qingluo said to him after she woke up and transformed into a human was: "Yingzhao, thank you."

When she left, the last words she said to him were: "Yingzhao, I'm sorry!"

He remembered that after Qingluo died, the white Qingluo flower turned crimson, a color made of blood and tears.

At that time, he was still very young. At that time, he was just a little beast, with no identity or status. He could only watch Qingluo fall in love step by step, unable to extricate himself, and his heart followed her death, Since then, the past has been forgotten.

"Brother Yingzhao, are you okay?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Luan Wu couldn't help worrying.

Yingzhao came back to his senses, with a wry smile on his face, he shook his head and said, "I just remembered some past events, and I feel a little uncomfortable. Give me the seeds, and I will plant them."

Luan Wu handed him the rest of the seeds and asked, "Don't you want to know how Qing Luo is doing now?"

Yingzhao collected those seeds, looked up at Luan Wu, and said with a gentle smile on the corner of her lips: "No need, what can I do if I know it, it just adds to my troubles. At that time, I was young and didn't know what it was. Today's I am no longer what I used to be, and Qingluo is no longer the same as Qingluo, so it’s worth noting that I don’t see you anymore!"

He left these words and walked towards the depths of the garden, Luan Wu always felt lonely looking at his back.Her heart gradually sank a bit, and she couldn't help blaming herself that perhaps she shouldn't have brought up Qingluo's sad past for him.

Luan Wu regretted and hesitated a little, suddenly a few voices came from behind: "Junior Sister, Xiao Wu."

Luan Wu looked back, but saw Zhuo Yuan Qingyan and Zhuo Rong were there, she put on a smile and walked over and called out sweetly: "Senior brother."

Seeing that her complexion improved a lot, Zhuo Yuan said, "Junior Junior Sister, in three days' time you will have your formal apprenticeship ceremony. At that time, the three of us will give you a gift of initiation. Is there anything you particularly want?"

Luan Wu was a little surprised, and asked: "The ceremony of entry? Is this the rule of Fuqing Mountain? Will the master also give me gifts?"

"That's natural, and the things that Master gave are rare in the Six Realms." Qing Yan praised.

Luan Wu became curious, and quickly asked: "Then what did the master give you, can you show me?"

"It's an ancient artifact, very useful for cultivation. I think Master will give you one too!" Zhuo Yuan guessed, after all, the three of them received the same artifact when they started.

Zhuo Rong has always been thoughtful, he shook his head and said: "I don't think it's possible, the elder brother's is the Chiyan Sword, the second brother's is the Qingfeng fan, mine is the Qiankun seal, the master has a Zeyang brush on him, I heard Yunxiao The winner of the City Discussion Sword Competition is Mu Wei from the Feng Clan, and he will get the Kaiyuan Axe. But the whereabouts of the remaining five artifacts are unknown, so it is impossible for the master to give the artifacts, maybe he has other treasures for the junior sister."

Luan Wu heard that the artifact was hopeless, and immediately felt a little disappointed. She glanced at Zhuo Rong with a displeased look, but it surprised Zhuo Rong from the bottom of her heart, a little inexplicably.

Luan Wu twitched her lips, and secretly scolded Zhuo Rong for being really good at stabbing knives, this is not the first time she has seen it.But after thinking about it, if what Zhuo Rong said was not a divine weapon, what would it be? A kind of expectation gradually spread.

　"If the beauty's life is never weak, are there any legends in this world? —— Green Radish

　　
　
(End of this chapter)