The night shrouds the earth and the cold wind everywhere.

On the hillside of Huashan Mountain, the third virgin sat on the threshold with her cheeks in her hands. Her eyes were full of tangles when she looked at the dark sky with her gentle love words.

"Madam, are you thinking about that childe?"

Suddenly, the voice of Chaoxia sounded behind her. The third virgin looked back at her and said, "Chaoxia, do you think the sky can't be violated?"

"... empress, Chaoxia doesn't know!"

As soon as the words fell, Chaoxia's face suddenly changed and turned pale. She hurried to kneel on the ground. Her delicate face was full of panic and dared not take this conversation.

Hearing the speech, the third virgin is quite bitter.

"Thousands of years ago, my mother was pressed at the foot of Taoshan mountain because she violated the rules of heaven, but she told me that she had never regretted it. My brother tried hard to resist fate, but the heaven was ruthless, and my mother still ended up in death."

At this time, Chaoxia knelt on the ground and was frightened by the taboo words of the third virgin.

"I have guarded Huashan Mountain for nearly a thousand years, with good weather and bumper crops in all directions..."

As she said this, the third virgin couldn't help thinking that people from the secular world came to the Xiyue temple to worship. Their happy appearance when their relatives were together suddenly flashed a bit of confusion in their beautiful eyes.

"Now, I vaguely understand the meaning of my mother's words."

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On the morning of the rising sun, Jinwu rises to the East, and the blue sky is as clear as a wash.

The warm sunshine poured down and drilled into the exquisite and tidy bamboo building through the gap of the window.

At this time, mu Qingxiao was half lying on the bed.

On the edge of the bed, there sat a beautiful woman with soup in her hand. Her pink lips opened gently and gently fed it to his mouth.

Seeing that he had finished drinking the soup, the third virgin smiled gently and said, "isn't the medicine bitter?"

"It's not bitter. Compared with the medicine left in my mouth yesterday, today's medicine is very sweet." when I heard the speech, mu Qingxiao's star eyes stared at her, with clear pronunciation.

As soon as the words fell, a blush came up on the pretty face of the third virgin.

Yesterday's soup was cooked by Chaoxia, but today she cooked it herself. She couldn't help but be happy to hear his praise.

Seeing the smile on her face, mu Qingxiao stretched out his right hand, gently held her jade hand and said, "cicada son..."

"Master mu, I haven't thought about it yet. You have a good rest."

With that, the third virgin turned crimson, clapped his palm in a panic, and hurried out of the bamboo building with a bowl and spoon.

Seeing this, mu Qingxiao showed a smile on his face.

The latter's knot seems to have been untied. Today, I actually cook medicine for myself. It is estimated that I already have myself in my heart. Mu Qingxiao is relatively relaxed for the three Virgin Mary who is blank about feelings.

If the queen mother of the west is like that, he will surpass himself by countless levels in strength. Just standing in front of him, he will feel an inexplicable pressure, but the three Notre dames are different

On the morning of the third day, the virgin came to the bamboo building at the same time as yesterday. When she looked at Qingxiao with beautiful eyes, she was very gentle.

"Master mu, it's time to take medicine. You're weak. You can recover completely in a few days."

Outside the door, I heard sweet laughter from the bamboo building from time to time. Chaoxia held her skirt in her hand and finally sighed deeply. I'm afraid she likes this mortal like this?

After thinking about it, Chaoxia shook her head slightly, turned into a rainbow and went into the statue of Xiyue temple.

Sensing the departure of the morning glow outside the door, mu Qingxiao reached out and grabbed the jade hand of the third virgin in his hand.

This time, the pretty face of the third virgin was full of red clouds. She subconsciously took a smoke. Seeing that he held it tightly, she no longer struggled.

Seeing this, mu Qingxiao slowly stretched out his left hand, gently pulled her slender waist upstairs, gently pulled it, and pulled the soft boneless body into his arms.

The third virgin screamed, the jade hand was on his chest, and his heart beat like a drum.

Seeing him gently looking at himself, his heart was full of sweetness, and his body leaned against his arms.

Holding the beauty in her arms, mu Qingxiao buried her face in her hair and smelled the tempting fragrance.

"Cicada'er, in addition to the servant girl Chaoxia, do you have relatives at home?"

"There is a brother who makes a living outside, far from Huashan."

Mu Qingxiao hugged her tightly. Naturally, she knew that her brother was Yang Jian, the real prince of Erlang in heaven.

"How can I tell elder brother if I want to marry cicada er?"

The third virgin's beautiful eyes were watery, and she was immediately moved by mu Qingxiao's true feelings. She raised her head and said gently: "Mu Lang, brother, it's a long way from here. It's inconvenient to come back for the time being. You can notify later..."

"Cicada, you are beautiful."

All of a sudden, the third virgin smiled, and her heart was both shy and satisfied.

Seeing this, mu Qingxiao gradually bent down, and their cheeks gradually approached, until both of them could feel each other's breath.

However, just as mu Qingxiao was ready to kiss, the third virgin Dai frowned slightly, looked in the direction of the West Yue Temple and said, "Mu Lang, I have something to go out for the time being."

Mu Qingxiao's face was stiff, but he recovered in the twinkling of an eye and said, "go."

"Yes."

Nodding slightly, the third virgin turned and left the bamboo building, then turned into a rainbow and went into the Xiyue temple.

In the bamboo building, mu Qingxiao's star eyes are closed, and the immortal soul expands silently, and then wraps the whole Huashan Mountain in it.

For a moment, all the sights fell into his sea of knowledge.

"It seems that what I have done is not enough to make this world produce a butterfly effect."

In Mu Qingxiao's picture of understanding the sea, a handsome young man wearing a green shirt and a Confucian robe is walking along the rugged mountain road with a Book basket on his back towards the Xiyue temple on the hillside of Mount Hua.

This person is not exactly Liu Yanchang who met in Huayin City that day.

Huashan has beautiful scenery, lush trees, clouds and mist, and Xiyue Temple looms in the mist.

Half an hour later, as Liu Yanchang came to the hillside, the Xiyue Temple hidden in the mist gradually became clear, and there was a feeling of clearing the clouds and seeing the blue sky.

Liu Yanchang, dressed in a green shirt and Confucian robe, holds a book scroll, carries a Book basket behind his back, and his long hair is tied with green silk. He has a refined temperament and walks slowly to the West Yue Temple.

In Huayin County, he heard that the third virgin was very effective. He went to Beijing for the examination, so he went to the temple to ask for a visa and ask about the distance.

Liu Yanchang crossed the threshold, walked into the temple, looked up at the statue of the three virgin on the altar, and was awed. His heart was pounding. He was crazy for a moment.

At this time, Liu Yanchang only felt that the carved woman in front of him was simply the most beautiful woman in the world. How beautiful it would be if she were the third virgin herself.

If you can be with such a woman, it's worth being afraid of death.

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PS: old fellow, no new book. Please help me make an appointment. Thank you.