Chapter 122 Lotus Wash, Long Time No See
The two words that rolled out of his throat were accompanied by the trembling sound of falling incense ash, like the lingering echo of the midnight bell at Hanshan Temple.
Huali paused for a moment, then quickly turned her head. When she saw who was behind her, her almond-shaped eyes immediately flashed with dazzling light, "Lianzhuo!!"
The Buddhist monk stood quietly behind her. His snow-white robes clung to his shoulders in the wind, like unmelted snowflakes falling into the mortal world.
A smile instantly spread across the girl's face, and almost instinctively she grasped Lian Zhuo's hand in return, "I missed you so much! It's so nice to see you again."
The gold card just cracked, and the earth card can already add little stars! Lotus!! A timely rain forever!!
The moment the love bracelets on their wrists collided, Lian Zhuo's heart clenched instantly.
The longing that had surged through my veins through hundreds of sunrises and sunsets finally began to boil wildly at this moment.
Hua Li had planned to settle down in Tianlan City first before looking for Lian Zhuo, but she never expected to run into him here. What else could this be but fate!
She couldn't stop smiling. "Is your injury healed?"
Lian Zhuo's lips moved slightly, but her overwhelming longing ultimately condensed into just two words: "No problem."
The moment Ao Bai saw Lian Zhuo, his eyes widened! When Hua Li grabbed his hand, he even slapped his ears over his eyes! Finally, Hua Li delivered the fatal blow with "I miss you," and Ao Bai imagined it turning into a liquid cat and flowing into a crack in the ground.
The moment Steward Ao collapsed, he happened to be face to face with the Cursed Heart Butterfly on the flower petals.
Demon King!! Chief Steward Ao, on his deathbed, was startled awake!
"Host! Hands! Hands! Let go!"
Xiao Ta, who had just come to his senses, also activated his radar alarm. Young Master Yan!!
Little Tower's large, amber eyes blazed with fighting spirit. She took a deep breath: "You go... Ugh!!"
He died before he could even begin. The next second, Tang Wanwan rushed over and covered his mouth, saying, "Adults are talking, kids should go play somewhere else."
"Waaah... Yan... Junior Sister..." Xiao Ta struggled desperately.
"What are you acting for? It's all real! Don't you understand what real feelings are?" Tang Wanwan picked up Xiaota in one swift motion. "I'm warning you, this whole thing about you sneaking out of the Spirit Sword Sect isn't over yet. If you don't want to get beaten up, shut up!" She tucked Xiaota under her arm and grinned at Huali and Lianzhuo, "Go on, you two go on. Just pretend we don't exist."
Karin: "..."
The interruption calmed her excitement considerably, and Huali realized that she was still holding Lianzhuo's hand, and strangely enough, Lianzhuo didn't let go either.
If this were before, he would have run eight hundred meters by now. It seems that Lian Zhuo still misses her quite a bit, Hua Li thought to herself with a happy smile.
Ao Bai looked at Lian Zhuo's eyes, then at his own unfortunate fellow, and was about to passionately speak up when he was swept away by a glance from the Buddha.
The karmic fire burning deep within Lian Zhuo's pupils was like a candlestick suddenly toppled over in an ancient temple on a snowy night, so intense that it burned scarlet cracks, its obsession astonishing.
Ao Bai, who had been jumping around, froze and growled, "Meow~"
Hua Li let go of Lian Zhuo's hand, causing a hint of darkness to flash in his eyes. His usually quiet voice, tinged with moisture yet still gentle, asked, "The Witch Clan is quite far from Tianlan City. Have you suffered any injustices along the way?"
Huali paused for a moment, her almond-shaped eyes suddenly softening.
It's hard to describe this feeling. Perhaps it's because Lian Zhuo was the first person she met when she arrived here, so whenever he's around, she always feels a strange sense of security and a desire to confide in him.
Hua Li rubbed her hands excitedly, "Not at all. Come on, come on, I just exchanged some spirit stones, let's go eat." She happened to see a restaurant having an event as she passed by.
"I'll introduce you to my new friends in a bit, and I also have a gift for you."
"Tang Wanwan, keep up!" Huali waved to Tang Wanwan while pulling Lianzhuo along.
Tang Wanwan is in a bit of a predicament.
Logically speaking, she shouldn't be the third wheel in a relationship where the young couple is enjoying their honeymoon, but the thought of not being there to watch the drama unfold makes her feel restless.
After a moment of hesitation, Xiaota finally broke free and bit Tang Wanwan's hand, chasing after Huali while she was in pain.
He must protect Huali and not give Young Master Yan any opportunity to take advantage of her!
*
On the other side of the street.
The young man in black robes rode backwards on the back of the celestial horse, the communication stone in his hand flashing incessantly.
"The evil spirits in the Northern Frontier are stirring, and the old man won't let me stay in Canglan at this time. He insists on coming to this secret realm to fight for some damn first place..."
"The general had anticipated that the young master would say that." The guard beside him, who was also sitting upright on horseback, said, "The first place in the secret realm trial will receive an inheritance. If the young master wins, he will be the only person on the entire continent to break through to the Golden Core stage at the age of nineteen."
The boy swung the half-eaten peach toward the street corner, hitting the brown-clad man who was stealing spirit stones. Hearing this, the man scoffed, "Fake skill."
The next second, he squeezed his legs tightly around the horse's belly, and the celestial horse beneath him reared up and snorted. The boy propped himself up in his backward position, tapped his black iron wrist guard against the saddle bridge, and spun halfway through the air.
A dark robe swept past the blooming red camellias on the street, her waist taut in a beautiful arc as she coldly scoffed, "When two people don't see eye to eye, a word is too much!"
*
Inside the inn, Huali was enthusiastically recounting her autobiography, "The Adventures of Huali."
The main story is how she was suddenly taken to the Demon Realm by the Myriad Manifestations Void Formation, and while cleverly surviving in the Demon Realm, she killed the Demon King Suoli. Finally, she was taken to Luoyun Mountain by the compass, where she rescued Zhao Heng and then moved to the Witch Realm.
The text focuses on her winning the championship in the Witch Clan's Heavenly Marriage Festival and obtaining many treasures, hehehe.
As for the matter of Wen Jin switching his alt account to his main account, and the eighth tail of Luo Chuan's lightning tribulation, Hua Li selectively ignored them.
These things are nothing compared to sharing her treasure. Besides, that's their privacy; she can't publicize it widely since the person in question isn't there.
Lian Zhuo's expression remained relatively calm at first, but she suddenly frowned when she heard Hua Li say that the card had cracked. "Will the shattered card have any effect on your body?"
His cool fingers rested on Huali's wrist, which was holding a teacup. After confirming that she was alright, he was still worried and gently channeled his warm spiritual energy into her from his fingertips.
Huali shook her head. "Spiritual power has no effect on me. My body is really fine, it's just that my mind has been hurt."
Originally, apart from Golden Eyes and Formless Trace, Hua Li had mastered all the other simple talismans, but now that the gold-type card had failed, she couldn't use anything.
"Let's not talk about that now. I have a gift for you."
Lian Zhuo looked up in confusion and saw the girl with a bright smile in her almond-shaped eyes, taking out a porcelain bottle from her Qiankun bag. "Ta-da!"
The Buddhist disciple's pupils contracted slightly. "The Soul-Gathering Bottle?"
"Eh? You know that? That saves me the trouble of explaining. There's my blood in this." Huali smiled and handed it over. "Here you go."
Lian Zhuo's fingers tightened around the prayer beads, and she abruptly looked up at Hua Li, "You hurt yourself..."
"It's so lively!"
The moment the Cursed Heart Butterflies flew in swarm, Luo Chuan stepped out of the torn space.
When the man with heterochromatic eyes saw Lian Zhuo's fingers resting on Hua Li's wrist, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.
He said with a half-smile, "Little Pear Blossom, homegrown flowers can't be as fragrant as wildflowers."
Karin: "?"
Before she could speak, the Bodhi beads on Lian Zhuo's fingertips instantly turned into dust.
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