Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

After the matter came to an end, Fan Yunmo and the others planned to stay in the Sword Sect for a few more days, mainly because the identity of Fan Niang had yet to be confirmed.

The mountain behind the Sword Sect, the waterfall is surging.

The sound of the water is

endless, resounding in the sky, the silver waterfall hangs high on the other shore of the cloud sails, the roller curtain is like the Milky Way, under the reflection of the sun, the waterfall waist presents a colorful bridge connected to the other bank, attracting people's infinite reverie.

The cold pool at the bottom hit the bluerock scattered fine water droplets, flying horizontally, miserable scattered in the void Fan Ying colorful afterglow, there is a deep fairy feeling, and the mirror surface of the cold pool always ripples magnificently.

"Lord Sword, is she really my mother?"

In the pavilions on the side of the waterfall, the openwork breeze on all sides can be blown at will.

"Well, the senior is indeed your mother." Shen Jianyi listened to the rousing sound of water, watched the hazy white mist of the mountain peaks, and drank tea and explained calmly: "It's just the previous life." "

Last life?"

"Hmm."

Confirmed by Shen Jianyi.

The pink phantom compared two scissorhands to him behind Shen Jianyi, indicating victory, and then came to Fan Yunmo's side and said happily: "Mo'er, they all said that I am your mother, but I still don't believe it."

After he repeatedly asked clearly, Fan Yunmo could only accept the reality helplessly, and asked rhetorically: "Who will jump out of the stone and become her own sword spirit?" She

came out of the stone wall, naturally she also jumped out of the stone, and then called herself "Fan Niang", which means that Fan Yunmo's mother-in-law can also be regarded as love.

At the same time, Fan Yunmo secretly looked at her, from the illusory and invisible figure and the outline of the melon face, thinking that she was a peerless beauty after coming to the entity, she could only be said to be worthy of her own mother, even if it was illusory, she was still beautiful.

Fan Niang spread her hands and said: "Mo'er, this is also a matter of no way, who let Wei Niang not find you for so long, helpless can only do this." "

Farewell to Shen Jianyi. Fan Yunmo chose to return to the residence he had been arranged in the Sword Sect first.

After continuing the little fox, I don't want to have another woman beside me, and it is also her own sword spirit, which is difficult to accept, and her jumpy personality makes Fan Yunmo feel a headache.

On the way, Fan Yunmo asked her, "What about my father in the previous life?"

"Mo'er, what should you call me?"

Fan Niang stopped and crossed her waist with her hands, raised her head and chest, and was squeamish and proud.

“........... Mother. Fan

Yunmo thought that he would be very blunt, but he unexpectedly felt fluent.

"Good." Fan Niang reached out and touched his head, although she couldn't touch it, she still used this as a gesture and said with a smile: "If you want to ask your father, then I can only clearly say that there is no such person."

These words made Fan Yunmo feel inexplicably familiar, and asked: "Could it be me or you..."

He changed his tone and said, "Or did you eat immortal medicine?"

Fan Niang walked in front nonchalantly and replied, "Almost."

Fan Yunmo stopped and looked at Fan Niang's proud figure, and muttered in a low voice: "How is it exactly the same as what Master said..."

Fan Niang turned around and asked: "Mo'er, what's wrong?"

"Nothing.... It's okay........,"

Fan Yunmo replied, and quickly ran over to keep up.

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

The peak of the peak mountain, the fairy air is fluttering.

This is the peak where the disciples of the Sword Sect live.

The unified courtyard is surrounded by a standard courtyard, but it is much smaller than their courtyard on Taoyuan Mountain, and the layout resembles a village hidden in the forest, with several families scattered sparsely.

"Junior Brother, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, senior brother."

"Junior Brother Fan came back so early?"

"Yes, it's just a matter of asking the Sword Lord something simple."

"..............,"

along the way, many Sword Sect disciples greeted him, and it was considered that they had accepted him as a junior disciple from the Yunling Sect, and even cared for him well.

As soon as he returned to the courtyard of his residence, Fan Yunmo saw Yan Xueli who was drying clothes.

The sunlight shone through the leaves, casting mottled light and shadow on her face, and fine beads of sweat slipped on her white skin without pressure to her sharp chin, dripping on a white gully in front of her chest.

As for the little fox, he humbly pressed his clothes on the side, making full use of his weight advantage.

Yan Xueli raised her sleeve and wiped her sweat, and said with a smile: "Yunmo, mother, welcome back." "

In the small courtyard.

Breezy and sunny.

The woods swayed and made a "rustling" sound.

Mo Liaojian, who was lying quietly in Fan Yunmo's hand, returned to the courtyard and immediately appeared in its original form.

Fan Niang immediately gave Yan Xueli a big hug without a sense of reality, and even rubbed her face, and said happily: "Well, the daughter-in-law is really diligent, the mother is back, did you miss your mother during this time of leaving?"

Yan Xueli responded lightly: "I want to." Seeing

Yan Xueli fluently calling her "mother" Fan

Yunmo stroked his forehead and returned to the house to cultivate, ignoring the little fox's pleading eyes, without thinking about it, he also knew that the two would get along for a long time, and if he took the little fox, then he would change to himself to go into battle.

Pay for one's whistle.

In the days of the Sword Sect, it is also a habit, coupled with the existence of this "mother", it also makes Fan Yunmo's peach blossom sword skills a lot more masterful, it can be said that everything that should be learned has been learned, but it takes a while to digest.

Fan Niang couldn't help her, so she could only sit on the stone table on the side and watch Yan Xueli do things.

Yan Xueli dried her clothes, looked at her bored with afterlight, and asked sideways: "Mother, can I really marry Yunmo?" "

Yes." Fan Niang said: "Wei Niang has already recognized you, and the position of this daughter-in-law belongs to you."

"But Niang, there is someone who does not agree with me to be with Yun Mo, what should I do?"

Fan Niang frowned and said slightly angrily: "Who is it?" She is something, and she can say yes for her mother.

Yan Xueli said while shaking her clothes to dry: "Niang, this person is Yun Mo's master, and he also belongs to his half mother, but he has always disagreed with me being with Yun Mo." "

Master?"

Fan Niang turned her head to look at the little fox who pressed her clothes, but there was a necklace hanging from the place without her neck, and she couldn't see the rope, but it still attracted her attention deeply.

Frightened, the little fox thought that Yan Xueli cast a murderous gaze again, and his fat body shook instinctively.

He couldn't bear the pressure anymore, he directly struck on the spot, and ran to the house with his belly grinding, and in the case of mortal mothers, Yan Xueli was not angry, just smiled slightly, hiding a knife in his smile.

"Nothing, teach you to cultivate for your mother, and then you can easily defeat that nameless person." Fan Niang thought for a while and asked her, "Daughter-in-law, you have the Phoenix Saint Law, but the Ancient Yan Clan's royal clan?"

Yan Xueli did not hide it, nodded and acknowledged.

Not only did she have the Phoenix Saint Law, but she also served as the Nine Heavens Daughter of the Yan Clan, but she did not dare to tell the truth, for fear that she would change her opinion of her after knowing that she had killed many people in her previous life, and she would change her opinion after seeing her imperfect self.

Although her memory is fragmented, the picture of her holding a sword stained with blood is very real,

"Then it will be easy to do." Fan Niang got up from the stone table and said, "Since you carry the bloodline of the Yan Clan, then Wei Niang happens to have a physical training method here, which can not only improve your flexibility and ability to control fire, but also strengthen your physique, and the future round house can also make Mo'er more convenient, and it will be easier for you to have children with your daughter-in-law in the future." Listening

to her say this, Yan Xueli's pretty cheeks were a little hot, and there was a bit of Xinwei's blush under the ice muscles, but it was still cold and warm from the outside, like a snow peak that could not be climbed, just dyed by the sunrise and fire.

"Thank you, ma'am."

..........

Late at night, Yan Xueli naturally appeared in his bed.

This should have been something that he was accustomed to and strange, but every time it made Fan Yunmo feel an inexplicable shiver, and he didn't know that he thought that death was coming.

"Yun Mo."

"Huh?"

On the bed, lie on their sides facing each other.

However, Fan Yunmo did not dare to open his eyes, because Yan Xueli's sleeping clothes were getting a few pieces of fabric every day, for fear that he would not be able to suppress the demons in his heart.

With the passage of time, Xiao Yunmo naturally grew a lot.

But it was precisely because of this that he did not dare to open his eyes, otherwise there would be a news of the "smallest couple in history" in the True Cultivation World spread throughout the world, and then why would it be embarrassing?

Yan Xueli's fingertips were twirling his hair, with an unknown essence and meaningful smile in her eyes, and said lightly: "It's good that my mother is a good person, right?"

Fan Yunmo felt that she had something to say, but he was not sure, so he could only say "um" lightly, and at the same time felt that the cold touch touched his face, like a sharp cold knife cutting through his face.

The candlelight gradually blurred, burning to the bottom, until it fell into pitch black, Yan Xueli was willing to stop, and gently hugged into his arms, the two of them did not make a sound in tacit understanding with each other, and she listened to her heartbeat as a lullaby, and she was willing to fall asleep.

Fan Yunmo was still wondering how Yan Xueli could be so calm tonight, and habitually touched the pillow, but found that there was nothing, and he instantly understood it.

Ben wanted to get up and go out to look for it, but Yan Xueli, who was sleeping in his arms obediently, held his collar tightly, and finally Fan Yunmo pursed his lips, still endured his heart and did not move, but chose to fall into the gentle country at this time.

Midnight.

The night wind gusts, and the shadows of the trees are shining.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the little fox's hair looked clean and holy.

"Tweet!"

"Tweet!"

The little fox was scratching the door outside the house at this time, he could have entered through the window, but the weight problem made the little fox unable to do it, so it was even more difficult to let him jump out of the window and enter the room.

"Okay little fox, don't scratch it, they're all asleep."

Like a ghost, Fan Niang appeared behind the little fox in a trance.

He turned around and shouted a few more times, his eyes were pitiful, and he chose to ask her for help to open the door, but Fanniang could only spread her hands, and said helplessly: "Don't look at me, I can't touch the real thing." The

little fox's spiritual intelligence was not low, naturally he understood her words, lowered his head in disappointment, and let the night wind blow, messy snow-white hair.

"Don't be sad, didn't the daughter-in-law leave a nest for you?" Fan Niang pointed to the iron basin where the clothes were loaded this morning and said, "Oh, that's it, where is it tonight." The

little fox looked at the iron basin and cried silently, at this time his belly and tail fell and dragged the ground at the same time, slowly walking towards the iron basin ready to accept reality.

He is just a weak little fox, and naturally he can't do anything.

At this time, Fan Niang made a gesture of covering her mouth and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm joking with you, I left you a back door, go over by yourself." "

Tweet?"

The little fox's eyes lifted up with hope, and his eyes were like candles.

"Naturally it's true, go quickly, don't let your daughter-in-law find out, and then drive you out again."

The moment she turns into a sword, she can still touch the real thing, which is more troublesome, but it is better than not touching anything.

Fan Niang watched the little fox stagger left and right on the ground, until the fat body struggled to get into the back door she had prepared in advance, that is, a small hole disappeared under the bright moon, she slowly withdrew her eyes.

I never left, but chose to stay in place and look at the moon, bathed in the quiet moonlight alone, enjoying the tranquility of the night, the cold breath of the evening breeze, and the "rustling" whisper of the dense forest.

Even if she can't go deep in person, she can indulge in it and enjoy this silence.

The evening breeze blows the flowing clouds, and the strands of clouds under the bright starry sky are like melancholy wrinkles, covering the long night sky, deeply rooted in people's hearts, reflecting her state of mind at this time.

Fan Niang suddenly whispered: "Daughter-in-law, it's a little strange..."

PS: If I can't do it, I will draw the card pool again and again to guarantee the bottom, and every time it is crooked!

And I wish you all handsome guys and beauties a Happy New Year!