Chapter 57 57 "Evil cultivators! They are evil cultivators!"

The procession starts from the Yuntai in front of the temple. The flower boats slowly circle the entire Yunyu Sect territory and finally return to the temple at sunset to begin the ceremony of worshiping the gods.

Su Xiaoyuan walked to the Yunque entrance in front of the temple, stopped, and said to the puppet, "Just send it here."

Because she had done too much practice, she went out late. She estimated that by now the sect leader, elders, and most of the brothers and sisters who participated in the parade had arrived.

It's embarrassing for a grown-up like her to still need a puppet to send monsters away.

What's more, she had just kissed and hugged the puppet, so her expression and behavior were inevitably unnatural. The people inside were all experts with sharp eyes, so it was hard to guarantee that they would not see something.

The puppet took a look inside the cloud palace and saw that there were already several winged boats of various shapes and decorations parked on the cloud platform.

In front of a winged boat decorated as an iceberg and snow-capped peak stood a male cultivator dressed in white with a sword on his waist. Who else could it be but that Xiahou boy?

"Xiao Yuan is ashamed of me?" The puppet raised his eyelids.

"How could that be!" Su Xiaoyuan quickly defended herself.

"Then I'll take you to the boat." The puppet's voice was cold and unquestionable.

Su Xiaoyuan was easily led astray by anyone with a strong attitude, whether it was a human or a puppet. She nodded immediately and said, "Okay, thank you, Fu Tingyun."

As they entered Yunque, a young man in white clothes and a high ponytail walked towards them with a sword in hand.

Su Xiaoyuan was first stunned by the tall figure and dignified demeanor. She wondered what sect the guest was from and why he didn't sit on the viewing platform but ran to the tarmac.

Just as he was thinking, that person raised his voice and said, "Junior Sister Xiaoyuan——"

Su Xiaoyuan was stunned for a moment before she realized that it was Senior Brother Xiahou who was cosplaying as Immortal Ling Yue.

It is true that clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse. Although Brother Xiahou is usually handsome, his sword-fighting attire and youthful hairstyle give him a sense of unruly youthfulness, making him look like a young knight who is full of vigor and ambition and wields a sword in the world.

Unlike the day when he was trying on clothes in the clothing store, Brother Xiahou today seemed to have really immersed himself in the role. His temperament became more serious, and there was a hint of coldness in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

This type is very rare in the Yunyu Sect, and it has a first-class degreasing effect.

Su Xiaoyuan is a beauty lover who is not picky about style and has a wide range of tastes. She enjoys eating this refreshing taste very much.

She began to understand the sect disciples' inexplicable enthusiasm for sword cultivation.

A dangerous thought popped up in my mind involuntarily. Maybe it would be worthwhile to try it...

At this moment, my wrist suddenly tightened.

She looked down and saw the puppet's slender fingers tightly clasped on her pulse.

She felt guilty for no reason: "What's wrong, Fu Tingyun?"

The puppet held her wrist, mechanically lifted her arm, and hung the bag strap on it: "Bag, here you go."

"Oh." Su Xiaoyuan lifted the bag strap and slung it over her shoulder.

Xiahou Che had already walked up to her, his eyes sweeping across the puppet beside Su Xiaoyuan and falling on her face.

The girl's cheeks were rosy, her eyes were watery, and her lips were exceptionally plump and moist. As a senior disciple of the Yunyu Sect, Xiahou Che knew exactly what these meant.

He knew very well that Su Xiaoyuan did not interact with other people, and he also knew that Elder Qin had installed an entry-level test formation for this puppet.

Using puppets to practice the art of love is common in sects.

But he still felt a sour feeling seeping into his chest, slowly corroding his internal organs.

She would rather be with a puppet than accept him...

Xiahou Che didn't show it on his face, conscientiously playing the role of a caring and good senior brother: "Junior Sister Xiaoyuan is so beautiful today. Ah, the flower crown is a little crooked..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to straighten her flower crown.

But as soon as his fingers touched the silver branches, he felt a sharp pain like a knife cutting his fingertips.

He hissed in pain and withdrew his hand.

Su Xiaoyuan was startled: "What's wrong?"

Xiahou Che looked at his fingers and saw two small bloody wounds on the fingertips, bleeding.

"There are thorns on the branches. You will get hurt if you touch them." The puppet said, slowly raised his hand and straightened her crown.

Su Xiaoyuan hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, Brother Xiahou, I didn't know there were thorns on the corolla. I should have warned you earlier."

In fact, he just reached out his hand when they had a disagreement, and she didn't even have time to dodge.

Xia Hou Che glanced at the puppet and said to Su Xiaoyuan, "Junior sister, be careful when wearing such a dangerous thing."

After a pause, he said, "I'll take you to pay your respects to the Sect Master and the elders."

It was the sect’s annual grand day, and even the sect master, a housewife, had to dress up to attend.

The clan leader is said to be five or six hundred years old, but she certainly looks like a beautiful young lady.

Su Xiaoyuan saluted her obediently, and she took her hand affectionately: "You are Xiaoyuan, right? Elder Qin has mentioned you to me. You are such a lovely child."

She took out a pair of wooden love-winged bird models from her Qiankun bag and placed them in her palm: "This is for you, play with it."

Su Xiaoyuan took it and looked at it. She saw that each wooden bird was only as long as a thumb, and was carved vividly and skillfully.

The sect leader injected a little spiritual power into the beaks of the two birds, and the two birds stood in her palm and sang folk songs to each other. Then one of the birds flapped its wings and laid an egg with a "puff".

Su Xiaoyuan was stunned.

She touched the jade-smooth eggshell with her fingertips, and the eggshell cracked with a "crack", and a tiny chick emerged from it. The family of three circled in the air.

Su Xiaoyuan widened her bright eyes and couldn't help clapping her hands: "The Sect Master is so amazing!"

"It's okay, it's okay." The sect leader probably rarely meets someone who is so genuinely supportive, and his smile is so wide that his eyebrows are not visible.

"By the way, Xiaoyuan, is you still practicing with the entry-level test formation? I recently improved the formation and added some new features. I'll ask Elder Qin to update it for you later..."

Elder Qin held his forehead repeatedly and said, "Master, it's getting late. The guests have all arrived at the viewing platform. Please arrange for the disciples to board the boat."

"Yes, I almost forgot about the important matter," the clan leader patted Su Xiaoyuan's shoulder, "next time you come to my island, I'll show you my collection."

Su Xiaoyuan also bowed to the other elders, exchanged a few words with Senior Sister Wu and the others, and then prepared to board the boat.

When she went to greet her fellow disciples, the puppet stood beside Yunque and watched her from afar. After she finished greeting them, he came closer.

Xiahou Che took Su Xiaoyuan to board the boat. When he turned around, he saw the black-clothed puppet following them like a ghost.

He glanced at her and said, "Junior sister, give me the bag."

Su Xiaoyuan quickly waved her hands: "No, no, there's nothing in the bag, it's not heavy."

Xiahou Che smiled and didn't insist anymore.

He brought Su Xiaoyuan to the winged boat decorated with icebergs and said, "This is the winged boat we are going to take today."

Su Xiaoyuan was surprised: "Isn't there one boat for each person?"

As she spoke, she counted with her eyes. There were indeed only eleven wing boats parked side by side on the cloud platform, but there were twelve "gods" of different sizes in the parade.

Xiahou Che lowered his voice and explained, "After Elder Liu's accident, Master sent him back to his cave to recuperate. While checking around, he unexpectedly found evidence of him colluding with the enemy and communicating with the Fengyue Sect. While we don't know what they're plotting, Master and Elder Bai speculate that they're likely planning to cause trouble at the Wushan Festival."

Su Xiaoyuan opened her eyes wide in surprise. She only knew that Mr. Liu was a bad person, but she didn't expect that he was actually a traitor and a spy.

Xiahou Che continued, "Elder Liu was originally planning to tamper with the sect's protective formation, but before he could find the opportunity, he was punished by heaven. Heaven truly has its eyes."

Su Xiaoyuan was a little worried: "Then everything should be fine now, right?"

Xiahou Che: "With the sect's protective formation in place, we should be fine. However, the person contacting Elder Liu seems to hold a high position within the Fengyue Sect. Their identity and whereabouts are still unknown, so there's no guarantee they won't resort to other tactics, or that someone else might be taking advantage of the situation.

"So I asked Master to let Junior Sister go with me on the same boat, so that I could take care of her if anything happened."

Su Xiaoyuan understood: "Thank you, Senior Brother Xiahou, you are so thoughtful."

Xiahou Che's fox eyes curved. "Thank you, Xiaoyuan, for calling me Senior Brother. It's my duty to take care of my Junior Sister. Without further ado, I'll help you get on the boat."

As he said this, he reached out to support her elbow.

However, the puppet took the lead, picked up Su Xiaoyuan horizontally, and jumped onto the wing boat.

Su Xiaoyuan didn't even have time to exclaim before she was standing steadily in the man-made ice and snow scene.

Although the iceberg and ice palace are fake, they are carved from real ice and are kept from melting by ice spells. Even the seats are icy cold.

Su Xiaoyuan has always been afraid of cold, but she didn't feel cold when she was there.

She realized that the clothes the puppeteer made for her must have been made of some temperature-regulating material.

The puppet straightened her crooked flower crown and adjusted her dress. When adjusting the collar, his long fingers lightly rubbed her chest.

Su Xiaoyuan seemed to have a switch pressed, and her face suddenly turned red from her neck to the tips of her ears.

The puppet squatted down and fiddled with the silver chain on her ankle as if no one was around, so that the small bell just fell on the inside of her ankle.

When Xiahou Che boarded the wing boat, he saw the girl and her puppet leaning against each other, their expressions and behavior familiar and intimate. There seemed to be an invisible magic shield around them, separating the person and the puppet from the surrounding world.

Not like master and servant, but more like close lovers.

He held his mouth and coughed lightly.

Su Xiaoyuan came back to her senses and gently pushed the puppet: "Okay... We are about to leave, you can get off the boat, Fu Tingyun."

The puppet said "hmm".

"Will you also go to the parade later?"

"good."

"You should go with Kaishan and Senior Brother Gu. I've already told her that they've booked a viewing platform at Tianzun Pavilion in the city. The Flower Boat Team will probably pass by there around noon. Watch carefully then, I'll wave to you!"

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Something seemed to flash in the puppet's dark and lifeless eyes.

He glanced at Xiahou Che out of the corner of his eye and walked towards the gangway.

"Fu Tingyun--" Su Xiaoyuan called him.

The puppet in black tights stopped and turned around. The icebergs and clouds around him were all illusions, but they suited him inexplicably, as if he was born to belong to such a place.

"What is it?"

Su Xiaoyuan's heart was moved, and she forgot what she wanted to say for a moment. It seemed that there was nothing she wanted to say, but she suddenly felt a little reluctant to let him get off the boat.

She casually said, "Put on the red dress I bought you last time. It's more conspicuous so I can recognize you on the flying boat."

"good."

Su Xiaoyuan waved at him: "Wait for me."

…

Flower boats set sail one after another, with hundreds of pairs of lovebirds circling and dancing around them, singing tunes that sounded like fairy music. Flower spring bells hung on their claws, and flower petals were continuously scattered along with the clear sound of the bells.

The flower boat rises and falls, sometimes weaving through the sea of ​​clouds, and sometimes descending, brushing past the eaves of pavilions and breaking through the sparkling water surface.

There is a lot of water in the territory of Yunyu Sect, and there are many lotus flowers in the water. It is the season of the beginning of summer and the end of spring. There are fields of lotus leaves on the water. The flower boat melts through the water and breaks through the lotus leaves. Red lotus blooms wherever it passes, which complements the pink face of the beauty in the boat.

The gentle breeze carries the lotus fragrance to the crowd of people.

Su Xiaoyuan was sitting on the boat basking in the sun, feeling very comfortable.

She soon discovered the advantage of riding on a flower boat with Senior Brother Xiahou - he almost took care of all the work by himself.

Sometimes he stood by the side of the boat, leaning over and smiling and waving at the dense crowd below, and sometimes he drew his sword and danced, attracting cheers and screams from the onlookers, who threw magical flowers and fruits onto the boat for free.

She suspected that this was somewhat due to the golden reputation of Ling Yue Immortal Venerable.

In any case, with the help of Immortal Master Ling Yue and Senior Brother Xiahou, she also had the experience of throwing fruits into the car.

Su Xiaoyuan's eyes were full of activity. While Senior Brother Xiahou was performing and interacting, she was silently running around the boat, picking up the fairy flowers and fruits and putting them into her Qiankun bag.

As soon as I finished picking up one wave, another wave came, so I was never idle.

Su Xiaoyuan roughly calculated that if she and Senior Brother Xiahou split these spiritual fruits in half, there would probably still be some left after she was killed by Immortal Master Ling Yue.

It was almost noon and the flower boat was about to fly to Tianzun Pavilion.

She quickly put the Qiankun bag into her small shoulder bag, walked to the side of the boat, and used her hands to awning to look for the highest building in her sight.

The viewing box that Kaishan booked was right opposite the place where the flower boat team was passing by. Before Su Xiaoyuan could see the person's face clearly, she saw a small girl waving her arms vigorously.

Judging from the body movements alone, who else could it be but her best friend?

Su Xiaoyuan also waved at her vigorously: "Open the mountain, open the mountain——"

Then the flying boat approached the pavilion, and she saw her puppet clearly. He was tall and dressed in red, which made him particularly eye-catching. The wide-sleeved red robe fluttered in the strong wind on the high platform like a bunch of blazing fire.

But the eyes and brows in the fire were cold and proud.

She waved to him: "Fu Tingyun——"

The puppet looked at her, his handsome face still expressionless, and he just nodded reservedly.

Su Xiaoyuan wrinkled his nose. His master was struggling to find him and didn't even smile.

The flower boat quickly passed Tianzun Pavilion and headed towards the open waters.

The red mass quickly turned into a small red dot.

Su Xiaoyuan was about to sit back when she suddenly heard the sound of a flute amid the singing of the lovebirds.

The sound is not loud, but it is extremely penetrating, as if it can penetrate the eardrum and go straight into the brain. The tone is beautiful, strange and weird, which makes people's souls shake and their hearts tremble.

"Senior Brother Xiahou," she turned to ask Xiahou Che, "Did you hear..."

Before he could finish his words, a large black fish suddenly broke out of the water on the left.

Su Xiaoyuan quickly realized that it was not a fish, but a large, shiny black ship.

She had never seen such a big ship. It was like a majestic mountain. Compared with it, their flower boat was like a model boat for children to play with.

The black ship sailed straight towards the flower boat fleet.

There was a formation on the wing boat, which automatically spread out in all directions, but the formation was also broken up.

The black ship stopped in the water, its hull opened, revealing huge black holes, and then countless black birds flew out of these black holes.

Several black birds landed on their flower boat, folded their wings, and transformed into several black-robed monks with ferocious faces and holding black blades.

Xiahou Che's pupils suddenly shrank, and his voice trembled: "Evil cultivators! They are evil cultivators!"

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Spring Snow Is About to Burn By Pudding Liuli

[Copy] Chen Li was born into a noble family, a noble lady among noble ladies. Her beauty is as pure as ice and snow, and she cannot be touched. There are three things she dislikes in her life:

Killing gods, disrespecting rituals and laws, and political enemies.

Xiao Ran took it all.

Danyang County Prince Xiao Ran is a young military commander dressed in bright clothes and riding a fierce horse. He is full of murderous deeds and is unruly. There are three things he dislikes in his life:

Delicate, rule-bound, Shen family.

Chen Li has all of them.

One day, a decree was secretly given, tying these two incompatible people together.

A marriage of convenience, the husband is not interested and the wife is not willing.

"Our two families may continue to fight, so it's better not to let outsiders know about our secret marriage."

On the wedding night, the girl sat upright and said, "We are more suitable to be rivals than husband and wife."

The young man's face was as cold as jade, and he folded his arms and sneered: "Thank God that you have come to this realization!"

A moment of tough talk will result in a lifetime of slaps in the face.

The youthful spirit had never imagined that one day he would bow down and grovel. In the brocade tent, he gnashed his teeth and said, "Who would dare to share the same bed with me? Chen Li, you are clearly being ruthless!"

One sentence summary: Married with the mortal enemy with whom she would never fall in love.