Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

The streets in the Holy City of Wujian are bustling.

Red dust varies, each with its own merits.

This is the moment.

The setting sun in the distance has spread a snow-white cloud, announcing the end of the day to the world, and the corner of the eaves in the city is also lit up with bright lanterns one by one.

Tap-Tap!

The carriage passed through the lively streets, and the shouts in the ears were heard one after another.

Lift the curtains outside the window in the carriage, and the ancient architecture will still be in the eye, and the stalls on both sides of the street are full of novel gadgets and delicious snacks.

Even if the carriage is driving on a flat road, Fan Yunmo's body in the carriage is still bumpy left and right, which makes him very unaccustomed, after all, he has been either on foot or flying with a sword for many years, where will he take a carriage in the mundane.

"Sister Yan, this Junlang is your compensation for running away from marriage?"

The soft voice is a woman who seems to be delicate and gentle beside Yan Xueli, and from time to time she coughs lightly, and her sick body makes people feel distressed when they see it.

She was holding a book in her hand at this time, wearing a peony red embroidered brocade jacket on her upper body, while she was wearing a lilac Wei Rong Luo skirt hidden in her lower body, and a dark red pinch flower coat was draped on her jade shoulders, and the fluff wrapped around her jade neck, which looked extremely warm.

Yan Xueli glared at her with cold eyes, her breath was slightly cold, and she tightly grabbed Fan Yunmo's hand and withdrew towards the outside of the carriage, repeating repeatedly: "This is my husband!" Husband! If you dare to beat his idea, there is no room for negotiation. Fan

Yunmo: ".............," he didn't speak, but the relationship suddenly jumped a lot or felt abrupt.

Qin Sichun put down the book, a pair of spiritual eyes looked at Fan Yunmo with a little interest, and the lazy little fox on his head, and said in a soft and crispy voice: "I thought it was a gift from Sister Yan, but I didn't want to be a sweetheart."

Yan Xueli whispered in Fan Yunmo's ear, and a brief introduction made him also look at the richest man in the Sword Saint City with interest.

Then Qin Sichun glanced at Yan Xueli lightly, but it made Fan Yunmo feel that he was smiling lightly at himself.

I only listened to her: "But even so, when will Sister Yan come to my Qin family as a horse?" You must know that you won the contest to recruit relatives, and you didn't want to run away directly, and you ran so fast, and you didn't know that you thought I was going to eat people, which made me lose my reputation. Fan

Yunmo chuckled in his heart, he felt that the relationship between this sick and weak Qianjin and Yan Xueli was not simple, daring to love was Yan Xueli's previous love debt committed by martial arts, and he was also a woman, which was very outrageous.

One has a "mild" illness.

The other looked at it and felt "sick and weak"

He had nothing to say, only felt that both of them were not normal.

It didn't take long.

"Call~

" The carriage suddenly swayed, and the horseman pulled the reins and reminded outside the carriage: "

Miss, I have arrived in a remote place."

The sick and weak Qin Sichun replied lightly, "Good." Seeing

them leave, Qin Sichun didn't stop it, but he was quite curious: "Sister Yan, aren't you easy to face?"

Yan Xueli responded coldly: "I don't want to."

"It's true, after all, Sister Yan is notoriously possessive." Qin Sichun said with a sympathetic face: "It's just that you are handsome, if you are seen by the clans in the city, I am afraid that the holy city will not be peaceful."

"If they dare to come and disturb, I will dare to kill."

Yan Xueli said the most ruthless words with calm words, her eyes were dark with pride, and her white head was slightly raised, elegant and noble.

As a result, after going down, he was reprimanded by Fan Yunmo for releasing coercion.

"Kill what? It's your mistake, and the person who should reflect on it should be you.

"And Miss Qin is still the benefactor who helped us through the difficulties, that's how you talked when you were in the carriage!?"

"........." Qin

Sichun heard the gradually thinning reprimand, and curiously looked at the two people who were walking side by side, holding hands and gradually moving away.

Yan Xueli's well-behaved appearance willingly accepted the reprimand next to Fan Yunmo, while the little fox gloated and snickered on Fan Yunmo's head.

Seeing this scene, she immediately covered her mouth and smiled, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: It's really one thing down one thing.

It's just that the more she looked at Fan Yunmo's back, the more familiar she felt.

Suddenly.

As if he had thought of something, Qin Si hurriedly returned to the carriage and took out a lot of newspaper and periodical paper cuts from the book mezzanine.

This is the undeleted version of the newspaper and periodical that she bought from the Killing Hall at great expense, and the most eye-catching on it is undoubtedly a back of the painting, and a large character in ink and danqing, "Yunling Sect Demon Sin." "

The official version of the newspapers and periodicals did not record this matter, and even the Yunling Sect Exchange Meeting only recorded other sect geniuses, and there was no narrative of "Yunling Sect Demon Iniquity" at all.

"Yunling Sect Demon Sins, Fan Yun Mo" This matter was still slowly spread by the people in Tianzhou, and they learned that their senior brother of the Xuanzhou Sword Sect had actually been beaten to a draw by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old demon Shengsheng.

Since she heard about this, she has always been stirred, after all, an excellent and beautiful teenager, who can not like it, not love?

This made all the sword cultivators in Xuanzhou full of curiosity and reverence for Fan Yunmo. Of course, some of the Xuanzhou cultivators felt unwilling, or half-believed, and all wanted to find this person to have a discussion.

Qin Sichun overlapped the figure on the newspaper with him, his elegant face and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he carefully put the newspaper paper cut back into the mezzanine between chuckles: "Fan demon, Fan Yunmo, I didn't expect to meet in this way, but I underestimated the charm of Sister Yan."

Thinking back to the warmth and relationship between the two when they left, she pursed her lips and didn't make a sound again, but she felt a tremor in her heart, the bud that she had admired for a long time, slowly absorbing the moist spring rain to inhibit growth.

Qin Sichun coughed lightly twice, causing the horseman to silently turn around and leave.

It may be possible to catch up, but it is not necessary.

...........

More remote roads.

After Fan Yunmo's reprimand, in the end, Yan Xueli still compromised, and her face wore a dreamy pink veil, which was eye-catching.

At the same time, they returned to the main road and found a more luxurious resting inn, which was one of the three major restaurants in the Wujian Holy City, the "Qingya Restaurant", not only the famous female disciples of the Yumiao Sect received guests, but also the stage of the restaurant to watch performances such as singing, dancing and playing.

Spirit stones can be used in the Wujian Holy City, no matter how you say it, you can't live too shabby, that is, Fan Yunmo never thought that the Jade Miaozong would actually open a branch in the Wujian Holy City.

"Will there be a restaurant opened by our Yunling Sect?" Fan Yunmo touched his chin and asked himself, but after thinking about the more than a hundred spirit stone mines in the sect, he immediately shook his head and denied it.

"Yun Mo, you are not allowed to look."

Yan Xueli's sharp eyes cast light, but Fan Yunmo said helplessly: "Sister Xueli, I didn't look at it, besides, you chose this place yourself, I thought Sister Xueli wanted to feast my eyes."

Yan Xueli looked at the dancing girl on the stage, as if she was about to crush her teeth, seeing that Fan Yunmo felt bad, she immediately threw the little fox on her head to her to divert her attention.

"Tweet?"

The little fox fell into Yan Xueli's arms in a daze, a thick chill has spread all over the body, Yan Xueli's unconsciously kneading hand is very strong, but unfortunately the little fox is too fat to escape her claws.

And when asking the treasurer for a room, Fan Yunmo hesitated, and finally only needed a Tianzi guest room.

The jade hand held by Yan Xueli tightened, but she didn't want Fan Yunmo to see her thoughts, and immediately extinguished her desire with a basin of cold water: "Don't think about it, it's because you don't want to live alone, let me waste money in vain, that's why I asked for one." Do not move your hands and feet when you rest tonight.

After thinking for a while, he added: "Don't move your mouth either." "

Last time, I thought it was a little fox, but I didn't want it to be Yan Xueli secretly planting strawberries on his neck, which only recently faded, but it was still faintly visible.

Yan Xueli's original excitement suddenly dissipated, and although his face did not change color, the sense of loss under his eyes Fan Yunmo was clearly visible to this.

Fan Yunmo, who couldn't bear it, still softened his heart and said, "I can only go down." "

............

It's night.

The Holy City of Wujian at night is particularly lively.

Peeking out the window inside the house, a dazzling red glow, crowds passed by.

Yan Xueli, who was sitting cross-legged on the delicate wooden bed, was absorbing Spiritual Qi to cultivate, while Fan Yunmo did not need to meditate quietly, since stepping into the Heavenly Spring Realm, every breath was cultivation, unless necessary, there was no need to be like her.

He didn't disturb Yan Xueli, pushed the little fox who was lazy to eat, asked him to make room for himself, and slept directly on the side of the bed.

The little fox who was carried out of bed looked confused, and found that his position was gone, but Fan Yunmo did not listen, and had no choice but to sleep on the ground.

The night grew deeper.

Qin Mansion at this time.

In a lonely courtyard.

The candles in the room filled with ink scented flickered, and Qin Sichun, who was draped in a big gun, read the newspaper repeatedly without thinking, and finally slept at the table.

Not long after, in the middle of the night, a middle-aged man saw that her room was still bright with candlelight, crept into the house, and then put a thick blanket on her before blowing out the candle and leaving quietly.

The other side.

Fan Yunmo, who was sleeping soundly covered with a futon, inexplicably felt a cold and yin wind on the bed..................

.........

The days in the Sword Enlightenment Holy City were not long.

For a few days, he had taken Yan Xueli to eat and drink in the holy city, which could be regarded as relaxing, but the number of cultivators in the city was increasing, and a suppressive and tense atmosphere gradually spread throughout the holy city.

Let Fan Yunmo inexplicably have the feeling that he is about to take the college entrance examination.

Just when he thought that nothing had happened, a piece of news instantly ignited the entire topic of the Sword Enlightenment Holy City.

'Yunling Sect demon Fan Yunmo has come to Xuanzhou, and it is rumored that he is in the Sword Enlightenment Holy City at this moment, preparing to go up to the Sword Sect to challenge his master brother Zihuangjun again! Some

rumors: "Fan Demon has a close relationship with the red ink girl in the rivers and lakes, and it is rumored that Fan Demon was swept out by the Yunling Sect and prepared to come to the Sword Sect..." In

the Qingya Restaurant, countless cultivators were discussing his topic, but they didn't know that he was sitting not far away.

Hearing these discussions, Fan Yunmo chose to turn a deaf ear, that is, there was some silence.

Obviously he didn't do anything, didn't say anything, how could this kind of thing come out?

On the contrary, Yan Xueli was in a happy mood, and her expression alone had already said everything, thinking that the sentence "has a good relationship with the red ink girl in the rivers and lakes" made her happy.

It looks like a simple cold girl.

However, the little fox gestured on the ground at this time, first pointing to the eyes, mouth, and finally to the neck and found that he did not, and quickly pointed to the gap between the head and the lower body, and made a neck cutting motion.

Seeing this, Fan Yunmo immediately connected with the feeling of inexplicable cold in the past few days, as well as the cold touch on his neck, and suddenly felt creepy.

Look up at Yan Xueli.

At this moment, her jade hand is holding her side face, her skin is as bright as jade, and she has a faint layer of glow, her eyes are looking at him with pampering, her eyes are bright and contain thousands of strands of warmth, but the light under her eyes is so cold and bone-chilling............

This....... Is it a slap down?