Chapter 323

Three lives and three lives, the East is desolate and handsome, and the mountain is fast

Chen Xiaoming, dressed in white, sat under the tree and on the stone platform in front of him. The ancient Qin rustled and the sound of the piano was melodious.

The white and shallow jade flute on one side is horizontal, and the faint flute sound floats. It is consistent with the sound of the piano, blending water and milk, and the song is quiet and long.

"Aunt!"

The crisp sound suddenly sounded. High above the sky, Bai Fengjiu, dressed in a Pink Maid Dress, flew down.

Chen Xiaoming and Bai Qian look at each other, and the song stops.

Bai Qian shook his head and smiled bitterly. As soon as the jade flute was closed, he bent his fingers to Bai Feng's nine fingers.

"Aunt, it hurts!"

"Let you have a long memory and see if you dare to spoil my Yaxing next time!"

A light drink, a pale face, a rare play, but it ended in a hurry.

"Shallow, well, don't scare her."

With a wave of his right hand, the Guqin in front of him disappeared. Chen Xiaoming got up and smiled.

"Yes, aunt, you and your uncle have been immortal couples for a hundred years. Don't care about this moment."

Spit out his tongue at Bai Qian's naughty, skillfully gather around Bai Qian and coquettish.

"Aunt is the best. Forgive Xiao Jiu this time."

Looking at Bai Fengjiu, Bai Qian was defeated after all.

"Hum, I'll forgive you this time. Next time, never......"

"My aunt is the best. Xiao Jiu loves her best."

Before Bai Qian finished his words, Bai Fengjiu got up with a happy face, hugged Bai Qian and bumped into his arms.

"Hahaha, now that you're here, try my new thousand day wine."

With a wave of hand, a pot of jade wine appeared on the stone table.

For a hundred years, Chen Xiaoming is used to Bai Qian's love for Bai Fengjiu. Now he is used to it.

"Whew."

The figure moved, Bai Fengjiu rushed out directly from his arms and sat beside the stone table.

Chen Xiaoming and Bai Qian in the Leng God looked at each other, shook his head, pointed a little, the wine pot poured, the jade wine poured into the cup and sent it to Bai Fengjiu.

"Come on, what's the matter this time?"

Looking at the absent-minded Bai Fengjiu, Chen Xiaoming smiled and poured a cup to Bai Qian who sat down.

"Aunt, do you know how to catch a person's heart?"

"Amount............"

Chen Xiaoming looked stunned, but on second thought, he understood Bai Fengjiu's meaning.

In the past hundred years, he and Bai Qian settled down on the East desolate and handsome mountain without asking about the world.

As for Bai Fengjiu, although she has been here several times, both he and Bai Qian think it's better not to intervene.

Bai Fengjiu likes who, falls in love with who, this is her right.

Emperor Donghua, although a little cold, is still a good man.

As long as they don't hurt Bai Fengjiu, Chen Xiaoming won't do anything about love.

Therefore, up to now, there is still no progress in the matter of Bai Fengjiu and Donghua emperor.

Looking forward to Bai Qian, Bai Feng's eyes twinkled with light.

My uncle is a saint. I still listen to my aunt. I think my aunt must have some special methods.

"Xiao Jiu, if you want to grasp a person's heart, first of all, that person's heart should be on you."

Looking at Chen Xiaoming affectionately, Bai Qian opened his mouth with earnest words.

"If that person's heart is not on you, it's useless for you to do too much!"

She also knew about Bai Fengjiu and Donghua emperor, but she didn't stop it.

But the matter of marriage, after all, pay attention to fate, the heart is not there, what's the use of catching people.

Bai Fengjiu, with a simple mind, fell into deep thought. She didn't know anything about love.

Chen Xiaoming and Bai Qian didn't bother and looked at each other and smiled.

"Huh?"

Just then, Chen Xiaoming suddenly changed his look, frowned, but his eyes looked at one place.

"What's the matter?" the white light on one side noticed the abnormality and asked.

"Nothing, shallow, I'll be right back!"

He patted Bai Qian's jade hand and said a word of relief. Chen Xiaoming got up slowly.

"Be careful!"

Just a word. After many years of getting along, Bai Qian and Chen Xiaoming have long been connected.

Chen Xiaoming nodded. Then he moved around a little, and his figure had disappeared.

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South wasteland, dry sand

"Buzz............"

The scorching sun was in the sky, the scorching air waves were rising, and the void over the sand suddenly cracked a dark crack.

The void only tore a crack the size of a person, and a silver streamer suddenly flew out of it.

In the streamer, there was a thin body, pale, lax consciousness and listless breath.

"Whew."

The streamer flew out for only a moment. In the crack, a purple lightning followed and went straight to the streamer.

"Damn it, what a dog skin plaster!"

Within the streamer, a roar of anger came out, and the speed increased greatly in an instant.

However, the purple thunder and lightning kept up, and the speed also increased sharply. They couldn't get rid of it at all, just when the purple thunder and lightning was approaching.

"Yes!"

Between the heaven and the earth, a mighty breath diffused out, and the purple lightning was imprisoned in place in an instant.

"Buzz............"

Space fretting, streamer aside, Chen Xiaoming in white suddenly appeared.

"Noumenon, you're finally here. Hang up."

In the streamer, a happy voice came out, and then the next second, the power of spirit flew out and integrated into Chen Xiaoming's body.

The silver light in his eyes flickered, as if the world was disillusioned and the void was broken. Chen Xiaoming's breath changed, and the virtual shadow of green trees appeared in the void behind him.

"Broken."

With a soft drink in his mouth, the divine light burst out in his eyes. The purple lightning was instantly hit by the divine light, fell into illusion, and then collapsed into nothingness.

"Hoo, I didn't expect that my spiritual body has experienced so much during this period of time?"

With a deep breath, the spiritual body returns, with the breath of the avenue of space origin and the method of evolving the world.

It's really full of harvest, although all this should be the work of the past.

Chen Xiaoming turned around and looked at Hua qiangu, who had fallen into a coma behind him. His eyes gradually softened.

Although he is an apprentice of his own spiritual body, he is also an apprentice of Chen Xiaoming.

In Chen Xiaoming's opinion, everything he has experienced is no different from his own experience. The feelings of teachers and disciples are true.

Purple Qi slowly enters his body, recovers his injury and slowly improves his constitution.

"Go, little bone, go home!"

Holding Hua qiangu's weak body, Chen Xiaoming took a little under his feet and went straight to the East huangjun mountain.

Hua qiangu, who was in a coma, only felt that she had a dream. She dreamed of her master and took herself to a very beautiful place, where she felt the warmth of her home. It's really warm!