Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

On Taoyuan Peak, cooking smoke.

Light tea and light rice.

Since Fan Yunmo is not around, Bai Wanning rarely eats, sitting under the peach blossom tree most of the day, drinking tea when she is leisurely and comfortable, and drinking when she is in a complicated mood.

This is her habit for many years, and at the same time it is a vent of anger.

"What, is Yun Mo okay now? Have you been injured or wronged? "

Under the towering peach blossom tree, the petal curtain is flying.

When Bai Wanning's soul left her body, Feng Ziling happened to be watching silently from the side, knowing that something happened to Yun Mo, so she would mention more.

I recall the images I saw in the Demon Town.

Bai Wanning's unsalty tone was a little strange: "Yun Mo is fine, and he played well with that smelly girl!"

She almost gritted her teeth, which made Feng Ziling curious: "How?" Could it be that they have already..."

Yan Xueli is now fifteen, how can she say it will not be too simple, she is afraid that Yan Xueli will teach all the knowledge that should not be taught to Fan Yunmo, and when the time comes, let him fall into the gentle village of love, won't he cultivate and sow every day like the Yumiao Sect?

"That's not it, forgive her and don't dare, otherwise she will have hard bones to eat then!"

Only listening to Bai Wanning's cold snort, the surging power suddenly dispersed the void floating petals, dotting the pink cherry blossom wine in the wine glass, and the blue eyes first showed a cold glow: "But I have done a lot of things for Yun Mo with my mouth, I am afraid that I have been planning for a long time." Feng

Ziling looked at her appearance and guessed something.

Looking at Bai Wanning's thin lips, which were not dyed and red, she seemed to smile and said, "Why, taste?"

Her words became the fuse, suddenly igniting the anger that Bai Wanning had accumulated in her heart for a long time, gritting her teeth and staring at Feng Ziling, the lustrous petals were glued to the mark of shell teeth, and the breath was thick, like a gushing river rushing towards her.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Feng Ziling hurriedly snatched the celadon wine cup in her hand, drank it for her, and said: "That girl has been picked up by Yun Mo back to the sect since she was a child, and what she sees in the sect is his bright and beautiful side, and over time she has become affectionate, both grace and affection, in other words, I also like Yun Mo."

"So it's normal for that girl to like Yun Mo."

Bai Wanning looked at her gaze with a coldness, and said indifferently: "Come to my peak, just to tell me this?" Each

of her jade hands was carved like fine mutton fat jade, knocked on the stone table, her slender figure was elegant, and the innate deep coldness was awe-inspiring, and in an instant the cold swept the petals, and the feeling of being single in the void.

"Not really, in addition to asking if Yun Mo is okay today, I also want to inform you that there is a sister outside the sect who claims to be Yun Mo, called Fan Yanxia, and she said that she wants to see you." Feng Zilingdai frowned slightly: "In other words, you are not a soft-hearted person, how can you have only one mortal family?"

Bai Wanning asserted: "I have already cut the grass and removed the roots, and it is impossible to leave hidden dangers." "

Many years ago, she rushed to Fan's house, saw Fan Yunmo who was abused, the first time was full of scars, lying on the ground, she was very distressed at that time, so she decided to take Fan Yunmo out of Fanjia, no matter what the cost, even if she was killed!

Fan Yunmo will be in ruins, and it was Bai Wanning who single-handedly brewed it.

But he hadn't told Fan Yunmo the truth for many years, not for fear that he would remember it, after all, the Fan family at that time was a real nightmare for him.

When she encountered such a family that secretly colluded with the demon clan, she naturally would not be merciful, and that day the blood of the mortal family flowed like a river, and she was slaughtered by Bai Wanning alone.

After bringing Fan Yunmo back to the Yunling Sect, his cultivation was too low and his injuries were too bad, and he couldn't heal his wounds at all, but later Bai Wanning tried his best to use the elixir in the hope that he could heal his wounds over the years, while covering up Fan Yunmo's painful memory.

Feng Ziling knew the hidden secret, and immediately broke: "I already said that let Yunmo and your surname, Bai Yunmo is not good?" Now leaving a mortal surname, cause and effect, it is a little difficult.

"But that woman was kind enough to drive away Xun Zheng, the sect master of the Lingmiao Sect, for you, with strong strength, and should have cultivation in the realm." Feng Ziling sighed: "It's a pity that Yun Mo Root Bone itself suffers from trauma, otherwise the qualifications may not stop there."

"Don't worry about that." A wistful smile appeared at the corner of Bai Wanning's lips: "Yun Mo's injury has been resolved, of course, this person is not me, but her."

Saying that, she pointed to the tall peach blossom tree on the side.

That peach blossom tree is full of pink and tender peach blossoms all year round, with lush branches and leaves, and each piece is surrounded by a cloud of pink mist, which looks hazy and mysterious, like a dream wonderland.

Bai Wanning got up and walked towards the peach blossom tree.

Under the peach blossom tree, there is a heroic air between the eyebrows, with an indifferent and serious expression on the face, the figure is graceful, the curves are delicate, and the black hair shawl is scattered around the waist.

Bai Wanning overlooked the crimson dress at the gate of the sect, and came to the dust.

The man's face was overwhelming, and there was an innate domineering air between his stunning eyebrows, which made people can't help but surrender at his feet and bow down.

Fan Yanxia raised her head, stared at the vague woman, only felt that her breath became stronger and stronger, and even vaguely saw a trace of extraordinary breath, like the brightest stars in the sky, making people look up, not to be desecrated, but they couldn't help but yearn for it.

"She is the little brother's master?" Fan Yanxia hooked his lips and smiled, with a touch of playfulness, and waved his sleeve robe, which frightened the sword on the side and retreated mercilessly.

"Sister Xia, I have taken you to the Yunling Sect, can I leave?"

Fan Yanxia waved her hand, and her tone was extremely cold: "Let's go." Hearing

this, Jian Ruthlessly carried the Chiyang Sword and hurried towards the sect.

After the end of the Xuannu treasure house, a month had passed, and Fan Yanxia could not find Fan Yunmo in the White Demon Dense Forest, so he grabbed the sword ruthlessly and let him rush to the Yunling Sect with him, just to see which fairy could become the master of his own little brother.

The sword that returned to the sect was emotionless and fearful for a while.

Along the way, it can be said that it is very thrilling, almost dying, you must know that the silver needle of the smoke is not a joke.

The Chiyang sword with spirituality emitted a glow in his arms, flashing away, as if telling something, while the sword ruthless was bitter and could not speak, silently chanting in his heart: Woman....... It's terrible.

..........

On the other side of Dizhou, after receiving the second gift from the Demon Township Pagoda, they didn't have any reason to stay in Dapu Temple longer.

To be honest, Fan Yunmo did not dare to be interested in Buddhist scriptures and other methods, unless he wanted to become a monk, it would be useless to learn it, but it would waste time.

A certain area of forest.

"Yun Mo, where did that faint fragrance come from in the Demon Town Tower?"

In the face of Yan Xueli's questioning, he immediately shifted his gaze to Fan Niang, and as a result, she quickly turned into a sword and returned to the scabbard, allowing the two to fight.

The little fox became a victim like a victim, and was caught by Yan Xueli and sniffed, only to find out that he was not thrown back on top of Fan Yunmo's head.

"Tweet!"

For Yan Xueli's behavior, the little fox raised his front paws to express his dissatisfaction, and as a result, he almost became a plate meal for other demons, but fortunately he was protected by Fan Yunmo in his arms in advance.

Although Fan Yunmo also wanted to throw away the trouble of the little fox, after all, all the way from Dizhou to Xuanzhou, the number of demon attacks can be described as amazing, even if it is the sowing season, he must bring his daughter-in-law to die.

"Plop", a loud bang in the forest.

The huge tremor immediately caused an angry roar from the forest, which shook everyone's eardrums and caused birds and birds to scatter in fright.

If they want to return to Xuanzhou, they have to pass through a dense forest with many demons, but fortunately, unlike the White Demon Forest, at least there is not too much trouble, and at the same time, Fan Yunmo discovers a pattern.

As long as it is within a month, many tedious things will happen to stay by Yan Xueli's side, but if it is a month later, it will be extremely comfortable and relaxed, which seems to be a deliberate arrangement of fate.

At night, the moon pours down, the silver moonlight shines on the entire forest, the leaves rustle, and the insect sounds in the ears.

The moon is sparse and the stars are rare, next to the fire.

Yan Xueli fell softly in Fan Yunmo's arms, her eyes were closed, the sticky water stains left at the corners of her mouth, and fatigue was faintly visible between her eyebrows.

This period of rushing, coupled with the persistence along the way, made her mentally overdrawn seriously, and even insisted on solving the problem of desire and suffering for Fan Yunmo, often resulting in extreme lack of sleep, and was sleeping peacefully in her arms.

In the silent night, Fan Yunmo's whole body was completely relaxed, at this time, his eyes were closed, and the aura around him gathered wildly, and after an hour, he exhaled a turbid breath, slowly opened his eyes, and unexpectedly found that his cultivation had improved a lot.

At this time, Fan Niang deliberately reminded: "Mo'er, although I don't want to remind you very much, don't always feed water and drink in your daughter-in-law's mouth." Fan

Yunmo smiled bitterly: "Mother, I didn't force her to bite."

Fan Niang sighed lightly: "The daughter-in-law is also true, the desire is very large, I am afraid that the sense of security in the heart has not been satisfied, and I will want to make you happy all the time."

Looking at every inch of wet land on the ground, Fan Yunmo's face instantly turned red, as if he was discussing the difference between men and women with his sister, making him feel a pang of shame: "Mother, don't say it, there is no way to solve it?"

"Your daughter-in-law's sense of security comes from you, and likewise, the sense of insecurity comes from you." "Unless you can fulfill the wishes she has always cherished, she will never feel insecure and her possession of you will be stronger." "

Sister Xueli's wish all along?"

Fan Yunmo whispered lightly, and a trace of solemnity flashed between his eyebrows.

Shouldn't it be for me to die with her!?

........

A few days later, it was strange.

In the process of returning to Xuanzhou across continents, as long as Yan Xueli is fed water and drink, then he will become much more honest than before, but three times a day, he really gets satisfied.

No more........ Fan Yunmo felt like he was about to eat it.

And this is still in the case of biting with the mouth, if in the future life......... Then he really wants to become a cow who plows the fields to death.

On a city avenue, there is a lot of traffic and bustle.

They returned to Xuanzhou, preparing to go to the last sect, and the place that made Yan Xueli most murderous: the Yumiao Sect.

The last time this sect didn't go to Fan Yunmo, there was a question to hold the body, and the little fox was on top of his head again, so he had to go.

Because Fan Yunmo already knew that the necklace hanging around the little fox's neck was a magic weapon used by his own master to supervise him.

At Dapu Temple, it was with the help of such magic weapons that the master could release his divine soul and rush to Fan Yunmo's side in an instant to confirm his safety.

At this time, the two held hands and walked on the street.

Suddenly, a crisp and pleasant female voice behind them:

"Huh? Children? "