Journey to the West

Chapter 277

A few years passed in a blink of an eye.

One hundred and eight years have passed since Ye Xuecheng came to Xieyue Sanxing Cave.

In the early morning of this day, Ye Xuecheng flew away from home with his sword flying, walked forward in the clouds and mist, and arrived at Mirror Moon Lake in just half an hour.

Mirror Moon Lake, Lihua Pavilion.

Ye Xuecheng quietly landed in one place. The Lihua Pavilion is a very peculiar landscape in Xieyue Sanxing Cave. It is closer to the huge lake "Jingyue Lake". Usually there are not many people here. Although there are small bridges, flowing water and flower beds around , the scenery is beautiful, but no one watches it.

Just because staying here for a day requires a contribution of [-] points. Moreover, people who have been here, whether they are humans or ghosts, feel wronged, and often return empty-handed without gaining anything!

Therefore, there is a beautiful scenery here, but no one cares about it!
Ye Xuecheng occasionally heard about such a place, so he simply decided to come here to satisfy his curiosity.

By the way, to relax, Ye Xuecheng has encountered a bottleneck, he has not been able to make progress for nine years, and the feeling of being stuck in the early stage of true immortality makes him feel anxious occasionally!
"It's really fragrant, the fragrance of pear blossoms, is it the smell of snowflakes?"

Now in the Three Star Cave of the Oblique Moon, it was early spring, the pear blossoms had already bloomed, and the faint fragrance made Chen Guangrui smile, even a little intoxicated.

He was walking on the path, heading towards the pavilion not far away!

"Huh?" Walking through a turning point, Ye Xuecheng looked, at the pear blossom pavilion in the distance, beside a clump of pear blossoms, there was a woman in an elegant white robe looking at the calm lake alone on the shore of the lake.

Take a closer look, isn't that woman her junior sister Qu Ying?
This beautiful fairy who troubled Ye Xuecheng so much that she didn't know how to deal with it!

Involuntarily, Ye Xuecheng remembered the scene at the Zhenwei Restaurant nine years ago!
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Inside the Taste Hall.

Xiaolan still took out a large amount of food and three jars of fine wine from the storage bag on her body, and set up a large table. Ye Xuecheng casually greeted her and asked her to sit down and eat together.

Seeing the fine wine, Ye Xuecheng's eyes lit up immediately. He had already drank all the fine wine on his body when he was cultivating on the fourth floor of the Trial Tower.

I saw him beckoning, hoo, a jug of wine flew up on the table, Ye Xuecheng grabbed the wine jug, raised his head and drank it, coo coo... He drank it in big gulps, and the wine stained his clothes.

"Happy, happy."

"Don't be dazed, hurry up and eat food, such a big table of food is not for you to watch!"

Ye Xuecheng threw the wine jar that he had drunk, and the wine jar immediately stopped firmly on the ground next to him.

Then, Ye Xuecheng spoke freely to Qu Ying, the Chixia Fairy, and Xiao Lan, who was a little shy.

But Ye Xuecheng didn't know how disappointed Chixia Fairy Qu Ying was. Originally, she thought she could get along with Ye Xuecheng alone, so it was just the two of them eating.

It turned out that the carefree Ye Xuecheng invited Xiaolan to have dinner together.

Xiaolan is not a careful girl, so she simply sat down generously, saying that she didn't know, and she became a big [light bulb] virtually!
However, Qu Ying is a considerate girl after all. Although she saw that Xiaolan sat down and didn't move her chopsticks, she didn't dare to eat because of her daughter's restraint.

However, seeing her staring at the food on the table from time to time, secretly swallowing her saliva, the blame in Qu Ying's heart quietly dissipated. She thought of Xiaoyu, a foodie, and couldn't help sighing, picked up the chopsticks, and gave Xiaolan the food.

"Don't be restrained, eat!"

Then, Qu Ying herself began to eat in small bites!
Xiaolan glanced at Qu Ying and Ye Xuecheng gratefully, her eyes turned into crescent moons, and said.

"Brother, you and Sister Chixia are a match made in heaven, you are the best people I have ever met!"

Qu Ying was shy when she heard what this careless girl said, but she was secretly happy.

But Ye Xuecheng was a little embarrassed, and buried his head in eating. Soon, after eating five bowls of Lingmi, he felt full in his stomach, and also felt happy.

Then, Ye Xuecheng picked up the ice and fire wine on the table and drank it!
This time Ye Xuecheng didn't waste it, he drank every drop of wine into his mouth!
"Haha, refreshing, it's really refreshing!"

Ye Xuecheng laughed loudly, turned over and flew out of the window, and came to the courtyard downstairs of Zhenwei Pavilion.

Flip your hands.

A black copper sword appeared in the palm of his hand, it was not Qingping Sword.

"If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and if you worry about it tomorrow, you will worry about it tomorrow!"

Ye Xuecheng just wanted to vent out the entanglement in his heart, because he really didn't know how to explain to Qu Ying, "Tell her, stay away from me, I am the lone star of the sky, and anyone who comes close to me will encounter catastrophe , life-threatening."

In this way, Ye Xuecheng believes that Qu Ying will not be afraid of his fate, but it will backfire!

Ye Xuecheng was displaying his sword skills recklessly. At this moment, snow fell by coincidence. Under the snowflakes, the light of the sword was like a remnant flower, like a fallen leaf, like falling snowflakes... The sword was in chaos, and the light of the sword was full of endless worries and fears.

Exercising swordsmanship to his heart's content, his whole body was sweating, but his blood was boiling hotter, but his heart was chilling, as cold as ice crystals.

It was snowing heavily, and it was freezing cold, but Ye Xuecheng felt hotter and hotter the more he used it. The hottest thing was his head, and he was extremely irritable. He waved his hand, and the last jug of wine on the table flew out, holding the jug with his left hand and the sword with his right hand .

While drinking, Ye Xuecheng used his sword skills recklessly!He didn't care about the time, and he didn't care what kind of swordsmanship he used, and the swordsmanship was even a little reckless.

Jianguang became more and more oppressive and bewildering, as if a storm was about to come, and knowing that the end was approaching, it made people feel urgent and breathless.

Gradually, Ye Xuecheng gradually immersed himself in swordsmanship. He threw the wine jar aside, his mind was no longer hot, and the boiling blood in his whole body gradually calmed down, but his mood was ethereal, without any distracting thoughts. Fear is integrated into swordplay.

"Ying'er, it's not that senior brother doesn't like you or hate you, but that he doesn't want to hurt you, doesn't want to see you in trouble, and doesn't want you to be hurt a little bit."

Ye Xuecheng's swordsmanship was changing according to his state of mind, and the artistic conception of wind and snow appeared unconsciously.

"Whoo~~~"

The sword light gradually turned into black bats composed of countless gusts of wind. When the sword light was cast, these countless black bats danced around wantonly, like a group of demons dancing wildly.

The gust of wind gradually blurred, turning into a phantom of a snow-white bat composed of snowflakes.

"Huh!" "Tear!"

The sword light tore through the sky, and the random swordsmanship that did not contain any mana contained terrifying and unpredictable power.

Ye Xuecheng used it freely for a long time, even the phantom bats made of snowflakes disappeared completely, leaving only an ordinary sword, but when the sword light flickered, it became more unpredictable, the speed of the sword was sometimes slow, sometimes fast, When it is fast, it is faster than Feijianjian when it turns into a rainbow, but it is as light as it is heavy.

Sometimes the light of the sword is as sharp as blood, sometimes the sword is radiant, sometimes the sword is powerful and domineering, sometimes the light of the sword is as bright as the moon, and sometimes the power of the sword is like the wind, and the sound of the sword is continuous, the soul of the sword is naturally condensed, like a girl The weeping screams are as urgent as gold and iron horses...

Huhu.

Not only the sword, even when Ye Xuecheng moves, occasionally bursting with speed, it is as fast as teleportation.It stands to reason that if the speed is too fast, there should be a sound of explosion, but Ye Xuecheng's speed is like a nimble sword light, there is no sound, it seems to have merged into the wind and turned into a snowflake.

(End of this chapter)