Demonic: The Unlucky Concubine of the Snake King

Chapter 35

Humming a song, she tidied up the flower garden, returned to the hall and took a nice bath.Although it is said that cultivators don't produce any dirt, she still likes the feeling of taking a bath.

After all, after so many years of doing things, it is simply unrealistic for her to change completely all at once.

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The moon and stars are sparse, and the March moon hangs high tonight, the bright moon is full, and the huge jade plate illuminates the sky in the sky, almost making the world feel like daytime.

In an inn in the east city of Jinlan City, in a separate courtyard, there is a beautiful young man looking up at the moon.

Xuefeng counted the time, and the moon will rise in the sky after a cup of tea.

He set up an altar in front of him, burned incense and prayed, and when the time came, he began to perform the life-locking technique to calculate the supreme treasure.

The moonlight was just right, Lu Jingming walked around in the temple, and unknowingly came to Bai Wuyou's residence.

A melodious sound of the jade flute came, and the melodious melody made people deeply intoxicated, like a hundred birds throwing themselves into the forest, flying springs splashing jade, the tune is like a moonlit night in the spring river, and the spring river is surging.

Walking along to the sound of the flute, Lu Jingming saw a white figure standing leisurely in the sea of ​​flowers not far away, one flute, one person and one moon.

The person in the sea of ​​flowers has elegant eyebrows, and his eyes are as gentle as a spring breeze, and for some reason there is a bit of sadness at this moment.

He played the tune quietly, while Lu Jingming stood in the distance and listened quietly.

Even the flowers seem to be intoxicated by the music, and keep moving their bodies along with the music.

Until the end of the song, the lingering sound still lingers on people's minds.

Bai Wuyou looked back, there was still some inexplicable sadness in those black eyes, and the lonely figure made people feel distressed.

Lu Jingming felt a pain in her heart, she didn't want to see him so sad.

Normally he is so modest and gentlemanly, gentle and refined, but Bai Wuyou like this tonight is more real.

No matter who has seven emotions and six desires, this kind of Bai Wuyou made her feel distressed and moved.

She likes gentle men, and Bai Wuyou is a model of them.

"The song is really nice." She praised.

Bai Wuyou walked over slowly, and stopped in front of her: "You are too much, my song is very average. Haven't slept yet?"

She nodded: "Well, I can't sleep, so I came out for a walk." She pointed to the moon in the sky and said, "There is only one moon in the sky in my hometown. In the past, when the moon was full in the Mid-Autumn Festival, people would sacrifice to the moon. Whatever troubles, just write them on paper and burn them to the moon, it is said that this will make troubles disappear.”

She looked into his eyes seriously: "Is there anything bothering you? You can tell the moon."

Bai Wuyou was startled, no one had ever said such a thing to him.

Everyone regards him as the Son of God aloof, and thinks that he is very mysterious, but they don't know his inner worries.

No one can complain about these things, only this girl cares about him seriously, instead of treating him as a son of God.

Her peaceful smile made Bai Wuyou lose his mind for a moment, he stared straight into her eyes until the girl in front of him blushed, then turned around as if to cover up: "Let's worship the moon."

Lu Jingming blushed and her heart was pounding, she scolded herself, why was she blushing so uselessly after being stared at by a beautiful man?
She responded in a panic, and prepared some things to worship the moon, and the two worshiped the moon together.

(End of this chapter)