Chapter 128 Extra 1

Looking at the young couples hugging each other tightly not far away, Chu Tiankuang raised his head to the sky and let out a long and distant sigh.

In Chu Tiankuo's palm, there was a white jade pen.

The entire body of the jade pen was translucent white, with only a bright red string tied to the end of the pen, which further highlighted the purity and delicacy of the jade. It was undoubtedly the pen of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang's second master.

Just now, when Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang were looking at each other and hugging each other, Yan Luoyue conscientiously took out the Second Master's Pen from his arms and threw it in the direction of Senior Sister Tao Tao.

It’s not Yan Luoyue’s fault that he has no friendship with his master.

The main thing is... who hasn't heard of a couple kissing and making love while one of them is holding a cigarette from their senior brother or sister, right?

If this situation really happened, I'm sure Yan Luoyue, Wu Manyhuang and Mi Jichen would find it difficult to forget.

From then on, this scene would reappear in their minds every sleepless night, and they might even drill holes with their toes and knock the bed boards like a ticking timer.

Therefore, Yan Luoyue entrusted the Second Master's Pen to the trustworthy Senior Sister Tao Tao in an emergency, which was a manifestation of her calmness, agility and wit.

It's definitely not because she values ​​love over friendship, or snakes over pens, absolutely not!

After catching the Second Master's pen, Tao Tao was slightly stunned, and looked at the jade pen in his palm with a little curiosity.

"Is it... Senior Brother Mi? I am Tao Tao from Hansong Sect." Tao Tao vaguely recalled some rumors about that peak. "Well, does Senior Brother Mi need a pen holder or an inkstone?"

As Tao Tao was talking, Song Qingchi had already started rummaging through his storage bag, took out the above items and hung them in the air. It was obvious that he was not just being polite.

In this cold world abandoned by his junior sister, Mi Jichen was deeply moved by the warm friendship of great love in the world.

Even though my junior sister is anxious to fall in love with my junior brother, other people’s junior sisters are still reliable!

"Thank you, Junior Sister Tao, but you don't need it yet."

The joy that was floating in the air after the war was like the best elixir, gradually accumulating into Mi Jichen's pen.

If this level of passionate emotion could be maintained, it would not be long before Mi Jichen would be able to recover his human form and return to his old self.

After listening to Mi Jichen's narration, Tao Tao breathed a sigh of relief.

"That is to say, Senior Brother Mi is fine now."

"nice."

"That's great." Tao Tao raised her hand happily, "Big Brother, please keep Brother Mi for us!"

Mi Jichen: “???”

Chu Tiankuo: “???”

Wait, something seems wrong...

This thought just flashed through Mi Jichen's mind for a second, and the next moment he was suspended in mid-air.

Mi Jichen extended his consciousness out of the jade pen and only saw that he was flying towards Chu Tiankuo.

Tao Tao happily threw herself into Song Qingchi's arms.

She put her hands around Song Qingchi's neck, kicked her feet back and forth, and shouted happily: "We won! We won!"

Song Qingchi smiled shyly and nodded in response: "We won."

In short, this pair of young lovers, driven by the atmosphere and influenced by the environment, hugged each other affectionately.

Chu Tiankuo: “…”

Mi Jichen: “…”

Good guy, it turns out that not only is my junior sister unreliable, but other people’s junior sisters are also unreliable!

What's wrong with you? Do all the junior brothers in the world have to kidnap the junior sisters in the sect? !

At this moment, the fate of being the eldest senior brother weighed doubly on Chu Tiankuo's shoulders.

Holding Mi Jichen's jade pen, Chu Tiankuo murmured, "I don't know why, but I suddenly hope that Brother Jiang is here too..."

Mi Jichen couldn't help but sigh: "Although it's a bit unethical, I still hope that Senior Brother is here too..."

They can't be the only ones to bear the pain from their fellow juniors!

At some point, the exhausted Crow's Cry Fire flapped its wings, flew down from the branch of the Falling Moon Tree, and landed on Chu Tiankuo's shoulder.

Chu Tiankuo was a little surprised to find that he could actually see the deep hatred and bitterness on the faces of a bird (? ), forehead, and fire (? ).

At this moment, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Everyone has confirmed through eye contact that they are all hurt by the display of affection.

On the other side of the tree, two couples were whispering to each other, expressing their love.

On this side of the tree, Chu Tiankuo, Mi Jichen, and Wu Ti Zhihuo, the three of them seemed to form the three brightest stars in the world.

Looking up and chirping a few times, Crow's Tit Fire was the first to introduce itself.

"I am Crow," it said indignantly, "a single fire."

Mi Jichen's pen jumped in Chu Tiankuo's palm, as if he wanted to laugh, but he forced himself to hold it back halfway.

"I'm Mi Jichen." The voice, full of charm and indistinguishable as male or female, said softly, "I'm..."

After wavering between the two identities, Mi Jichen seemed to have made some kind of decision and said, "I am a single pen."

Finally, only Chu Tiankuo was left.

Chu Tiankuo looked away, glanced at the two resentful couples not far away, and sighed with a mixture of amusement and emotion.

"As you can see, I am a hammer."

"Good fellow." Wu Ti Zhi Huo believed it and said in shock, "The three of us together can't spell out the word 'person'?"

"——No wonder we are single!"

Chu Tiankuo, who can actually be considered a human, but is also a magical weapon: "..."

This statement sounds ridiculous at first, but when you think about it carefully, it actually makes sense? !

…

After the war, the turtle tribe seemed to have returned to its former tranquility.

Yan Yu stood in his own courtyard and took off the protective robes covering his body.

In the previous invasion of alien species, the turtle tribe's territory was also slightly affected by the Taifengwei. Yan Yu's courtyard did not suffer much damage, but the furnishings still looked messy.

But fortunately...

Yan Yu's eyes drifted towards the stone flower bed, and then she revealed a sincere smile.

Fortunately, those alien species came and went quickly and did not affect the plum tree planted in the courtyard.

Outside the courtyard, the great elder was organizing the tribesmen to reclaim the clan land.

It's just that he spoke too slowly, and before the great elder could issue a complete order, the tribesmen had already returned to their positions.

Everyone took brooms and dustpans. They used the Wind Talisman to sweep away the debris piled at the gate, and then used the Calm Water Talisman to wash away the bloodstains on the stone slabs... In a blink of an eye, a corner of the messy clan path had been cleaned up.

The Great Elder was still speaking in his slow voice: "Everyone - listen to my instructions -"

Yan Yu: “…”

If you add a few more sentences, the work will be done.

Pursing her lips and shaking her head with a smile, Yan Yu also tidied the yard again.

The broken pieces are temporarily piled in a corner of the courtyard, and the flower stand in the room can be put out to replace the water tank...

Just as Yan Yu was thinking about the layout of the courtyard, two familiar and joyful voices came from far away in the path.

"Sister Yu, we are back!"

"Sister Yu, I'm here to visit you again!"

I saw these two young men running towards the courtyard at a speed that was completely inconsistent with the impression of reptiles. Their feet were like spinning windmills.

In the process, the two of them jumped nimbly and avoided the pile of leaves and dust in the middle of the road.

However, at the moment everyone was immersed in a joyful atmosphere, and even if the two of them kicked the ashes away, they would probably only receive a few smiling complaints at most.

Yan Yu stopped cleaning and looked up to see Yan Gan and Sang Ji standing in front of him.

The two boys smiled very adorably and their movements were very clever.

One of them took the broom from Yan Yu's hand, and one of them went to the back room to find the basin and rag, and they rushed to clean up.

Yan Gan said loudly: "The sect gave us a month-long vacation, so we thought about coming back to see Sister Yu first!"

Sang Ji followed closely and said, "Yes. If Sister Yu doesn't have anything else to do, she can come with us."

Yan Yu asked in confusion: "Where are you going?"

"Of course, I'm going to Guiyuanzong to visit my sister."

"Yes, yes, yes. Sister Yu, do you want to go with us?"

Yan Yu was slightly stunned and sorted out the clan’s schedule in his mind.

...Well, a month is enough for a round trip, so it seems to be okay.

As if he saw the agitation on her face, Yan Gan quickly fanned the flames and said:

"Sister Yu, you can't not come with us. My sister has been kidnapped!"

If there may have been some acting in the beginning, then later on, the words became straightforward and tears flowed down.

"Our little grasshopper is only eighteen years old, still such a small turtle, not even as round as the mouth of the water tank..."

Sang Ji kicked Yan Gan calmly, reminding him that he had gone astray.

But at the same time, Sang Ji himself did not forget to add fuel to the fire:

"Well, it doesn't matter how old my sister is, as long as she is willing and the other party loves her. But we think that man looks dark and has a very scheming mind, which makes us very worried!"

"Yes, that man is showing off his power!"

"That man got carried away!"

"That guy did something to my sister... He did something to her!"

"My sister, don't forget that this is also my sister - that guy spread his wings and instantly covered the sky and the sun, extinguishing the sun and the moon!"

The brothers' sentences followed one another, their criticisms were like rapid drum beats, and the rhythm was like a crosstalk.

For a moment, Yan Yu frowned, feeling a little worried and confused.

"Who are you talking about?"

Why does this description sound familiar to her, yet so strange?

Sang Ji said bitterly, "It was the one who often sent us letters with my sister, who brought us Guiyuan Sect's specialties from time to time, and who always asked us to call him brother before revealing his true face of treacherous ambitions, Wu Manshuang!"

Yan Gan also covered his chest in grief.

"I'm so stupid, really. I only knew that your pen pal had been exchanging letters with you, and maybe you had similar interests. I didn't know that he might also want to be your brother-in-law!"

Yan Yu: “…”

Yan Yu asked softly and puzzledly: "Is there some misunderstanding? I have met Man Shuang, she is indeed a good child..."

Yan Gan: “!!!”

Sang Ji: “!!!”

It's over. My sister had already switched sides without them knowing!

While cleaning the yard, the two of them quietly moved to a corner and whispered to each other.

Sang Ji said earnestly, "It seems that Sister Yu and my younger sister are very satisfied with him."

Yan Gan murmured, "I am very dissatisfied with him."

After weighing the situation, Sang Ji reluctantly discovered that in their fragmented family, the other party was likely to outvote him by three to two.

Taking a deep breath, Sang Ji said to himself: "Otherwise, if my sister really likes it..."

Then they just...had no choice but to obey.

“…”

When this topic was mentioned, Yan Gan sank like a deflated porcupine.

"Of course my sister really likes him... She has liked that guy since she was a child."

When this topic was brought up, the two brothers looked at each other and sighed long, helplessly and resignedly.

Yan Gan's expression wrinkled into a ball, and he clutched his chest in silence:

"Brother, you know, when he said, 'Brothers, just call me brother-in-law'...ah, I have never been so sad."

“…”

Sang Ji glanced at Yan Gan's face with a thoughtful look.

He said slowly: "Brother, I have a way to make you feel less sad."

Yan Gan asked hurriedly: "What method?"

Sang Ji stated in advance: "It's not a proper method."

Yan Gan urged: "What method?"

Sang Ji emphasized again: "You can't kill me after you use it up."

Yan Gan was about to grab his brother by the collar and shake him: "What method!!"

Sang Ji coughed lightly, imitating Wu Manshuang's tone of voice at that time, which was reserved but with a joy that was difficult to conceal, and said in a clear and melodious voice:

"Brother, let's not talk nonsense between us. Actually... you can just call me brother-in-law."

Yan Gan: “!!!”

Yan Gan's expression at this moment was like a bolt of lightning coming down from the sky and striking him on the head.

Sang Ji threw the rag into the basin, put his hands on his hips, and laughed loudly:

"Hahahaha, of course it's not true! You actually believed it, haha! How about it, do you suddenly feel not so depressing about what happened before, hahaha!"

Yan Gan: “…”

To be honest, just now, Sang Ji was also a little depressed.

However, since Yan Gan was willing to sacrifice himself to create new happiness for the world, Sang Ji felt much better now.

When Yan Yu wasn't paying attention, he heard the sound of a basin of water being overturned from behind.

When he turned around again, he saw Yan Gan holding a broom in anger, chasing after Sang Ji and beating him wildly as if he was hitting a cockroach.

“Ahhhhh I killed you——!!!”

"Hahaha buddy, didn't we just agree not to kill anyone? Can't you afford to play with me~"

Yan Yu pinched the bridge of her nose helplessly and muttered something, but a gentle smile filled with memories unconsciously appeared on her face.

"Really? You two... we have to clean the yard again."

Just at this moment, a paper crane flew in from outside the yard and landed in Yan Yu's palm.

Yan Yu just opened the letter and took a look at it, and the smile at the corner of his eyes suddenly deepened a little.

"Okay, stop making noise." She clapped her hands to attract the attention of her two younger brothers. "Luoyue said she will be back with her friends soon."

“——Huh?!”

“Are they friends?”

…

What was a bit surprising was that when Yan Luoyue said "friends", many friends actually came.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, this quiet courtyard of the turtle tribe was crowded with friends from all corners of the world. Everyone gathered together and was very happy.

Yan Luoyue, Wu Manyhuang, Wu Ti Zhihuo, Chu Tiankuo and his three brothers and sisters, Cen Mingxiao who joined the team at some point, and Mi Jichen who had just condensed into a half-human figure and was hanging on the top of a plum tree with a smile on his face...

And after receiving the news, Jiang Tingbai rushed on with his sword, and Ling Shuanghun, who was riding on Ji Qinghong's car in the distance and was speeding towards this side...

No matter who arrived first, who arrived later, who was still on the way, or who we met along the way... everyone had a smile of joy on their faces.

If there is anything that can be transmitted faster than the news sent by Yan Luoyue, it would probably be the news of a great victory.

——The battle is over!

——They won!

——From now on, the legacy of the Demon War will no longer exist!

At this moment, this joyful turtle courtyard seemed to be just a small microcosm of the Three Realms.

There is the aroma of fine wine, the abundance of delicacies, and even pants floating in the air.

——Then, the thin pants flying in the wind were grabbed by Yan Gan.

Yan Gan looked around the four buildings in Central with a confused look, and finally locked onto Cen Mingxiao, who was in high spirits after drinking, and turned directly into a translucent Cen Mingxiao.

"Brother, be careful." Yan Gan said in shock, "My sister is here!"

"I'm sorry."

Cen Mingxiao laughed loudly, and in the blink of an eye he turned back into a solid human form. Without him making any movement, the suit was put back on him.

Cen Mingxiao patted Yan Gan's shoulder in a very social way, and with a hint of intoxication, he spoke in a very familiar manner:

"Although we have never fought side by side, we have fought together on different battlefields... Hiccup, thank you for helping me pick up my pants today. I have decided that from now on you will be my pants concubine who I will trust with my life..."

Yan Gan: “???”

Yan Luoyue, who happened to pass by and heard these words, said: "..."

My goodness, what a wonderful friendship this is.

The worries that had been hanging over the spiritual world for many years were finally resolved, and friendly exchanges were established with the world of cultivation. This meant that while Cen Mingxiao had a headache removed, he also got a big piece of the pie.

Today's result is so satisfactory, no wonder Cen Mingxiao is so happy.

Wu Manshuang had finished helping Yan Yu at some point, and with a bag full of specially made dried fish stuffed around her waist, she stood beside Yan Luoyue in a mysterious manner.

He took Yan Luoyue's hand and smiled, stuffed the bag of dried fish snacks into Yan Luoyue's hand, and then took over the drunken Cen Mingxiao.

"Hey, Manshuang, what are you doing...?"

Wu Manshuang said with a straight face, "Brother Cen is drunk. I'll find him a place to stay."

Yan Luoyue hesitated and said, "Then you don't have to..."

Wu Manshuang said righteously, "I was afraid that Brother Cen would get drunk and drift away when no one was paying attention, so I wanted to tie a rope around his wrist."

"If it becomes spiritual, the rope will fall off automatically." Yan Luoyue swallowed, "And you are clearly..."

"Yes, the rope really can't trap Brother Cen, so I'll have to ask Brother Cen to stay here for a while." Wu Manshuang said seriously.

He thought he had chosen a good place, which was both warm and soundproof, though a little small.

If Brother Cen feels that the light is too strong and he can't sleep well, Wu Manshuang can cover him with another blanket.

Yan Luoyue was speechless: "No, even if that's the case, you can't stuff him into the jar. After all, there's no one called Sima Guang in our yard..."

Even though he was almost stuffed into a jar and sealed, Cen Mingxiao didn't say anything. He was indeed so drunk that he fell asleep.

Yan Luoyue laughed dumbly, shook Wu Manshuang's sleeve, and took Cen Mingxiao to the guest room to rest.

She laughed softly and said, "Manshuang, tell me the truth, have you been displeased with Concubine Shuang for a long time?"

Wu Manshuang said nonchalantly, "Of course, I don't have any particular problem. The main thing is... staying in the vat for a while may help Brother Cen become a little calmer."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Well, you still mind chocolate milk, right?

Grabbing Wu Manshuang's collar and pulling her towards herself, Yan Luoyue raised her eyebrows and smiled, then stood on tiptoe.

After a while, the two finally separated.

Yan Luoyue's eyes were full of water, and she smiled teasingly: "Manshuang, you are sour."

Wu Manshuang pursed her lips slowly and said softly, "It's okay, you are sweet."

…

The two of them whispered a few words in the house, and then Wu Manshuang was caught on the left and right by Yan Gan and Sang Ji, who appeared out of nowhere.

The brothers put their arms around Wu Manshuang's shoulders and smiled through gritted teeth. Their smiles were very kind, just like the strong wind blowing through the snowy river in December.

"Come on, brother-in-law, let's go drink. Let's drink a hundred or eighty bottles until we die!"

"Haha, don't be afraid, brother-in-law. It's okay if you get drunk and fall into a gutter on the street and break your leg! Don't worry, we happened to buy a wheelchair when we were shopping last year..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Wait, it’s really hard for people not to be scared by your remarks.

However, Yan Luoyue, who was concerned about the situation, had just taken a few steps with the three people when she was gently pushed back by Yan Gan and Sang Ji.

This time, their smiles were so warm, like the water of a spring river, showing their reluctance to part.

It can be said that this formed a sharp contrast with the smiles that the brothers had shown to Wu Manshuang before.

"Hurry up and eat your candy, sister. You haven't eaten much since you came back. Oh, and drink less alcohol."

"Are you tired, little sister? You just came back from the demon world. You must have spent a lot of energy. If you are really tired, tell your brothers and we will take turns pushing you! When your brothers went shopping last year, they happened to buy a wheelchair..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Since the difference in treatment between the two parties was so obvious, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but cover her face.

However, compared to Yan Luoyue's helplessness and concern, Wu Manshuang was very calm.

He calmly found a corner of the yard with his two brothers, and watched calmly as Yan Gan and Sang Jixie smiled and placed more than a dozen large wine jars in front of them, and then calmly made his two brothers drink until they fell down.

Yan Gan: “…”

Sang Ji: “…”

Of course, during this period, Wu Manshuang had to appeal to the two of them emotionally and explain things to them rationally.

Just like right now...

Wu Manshuang asked earnestly, "My two brothers are dissatisfied with me, which is human nature. In this case, let me ask you--"

"There is a fire like a crow's cry, chirping every day, learning to curse and quarrel, can you be my brother-in-law?"

The Crow's Crying Fire had very sharp ears. Upon hearing this, it became furious and swooped down from the sky, pecking at the three men violently.

Yan Gan waved his hands repeatedly: "No, this is definitely not possible!"

How can you be nice to your sister when you have such a bad temper?

Wu Manshuang thought carefully and said, "Well, there is Brother Cen Mingxiao, who has well-developed chest muscles and is crowned as a concubine every day. Can he be my brother-in-law?"

Sang Ji witnessed the whole process of how Yan Gan became the "Pants Concubine".

If he hadn't run fast, he would have almost been given a nickname like "Ya Fei".

Therefore, Sang Jiguo waved his hand and said, "This won't do. The customs are too different."

Wu Manshuang seemed to be thinking about something and exchanged glances with Chu Tiankuang in the distance.

Then, under Chu Tiankuo's shocked gaze, Wu Manshuang spoke word by word:

"In that case... there is Senior Brother Chu, who is open-minded, carefree, likes food, and is good at joking and laughing..."

Yan Gan and Sang Ji nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

Chu Tiankuo came quickly with a wine glass in hand and said, "No, no, no, Junior Brother Wu, I have lost two kidneys."

"——I just lost two kidneys." Wu Manshuang slowly repeated Chu Tiankuo's original words, "Well, can you be my brother-in-law?"

“…No way!”

Sang Ji and Yan Gan looked at each other and spoke at the same time.

"This is really not possible!"

"Then, there is another person." Wu Manshuang said slowly, "He and Luoyue are childhood sweethearts. They are in love with each other and are deeply in love. The two of them met in their previous life and are in love in this life. No matter how difficult the situation is, they swear to advance and retreat together, and share life and death - can this person be my brother-in-law?"

At this time, Yan Gan and Sang Ji were already drunk and dizzy.

Yan Gan muttered incoherently: "Why do I feel... this person is reliable?"

Sang Ji pressed his temples and said dreamily, "It just sounds a little familiar..."

Chu Tiankuang suppressed his laughter and said, "People you know are trustworthy."

"Yes, yes, yes," Sang Ji slammed the table, "That's him!"

Yan Gan followed closely behind, like an echo: "It's him!"

Wu Manshuang smiled and stood up, bowing to Yan Gan and Sang Ji respectively: "Well, thank you both brothers for your help."

After exchanging a look of gratitude with Chu Tiankuo that said everything, Wu Manshuang, the brother-in-law who had just been officially recognized, walked away, keeping his achievements and fame to himself.

Behind him, Yan Gan and Sang Ji looked at each other drunkenly.

After almost a cup of tea, Yan Gan suddenly realized what was going on.

"Is the brother-in-law we just acknowledged the same one we had been denying before?"

This was a bit confusing to say, but it did not prevent Sang Ji from immediately understanding what Yan Gan meant.

Sang Ji gasped!

At this moment, Yan Gan used up all the wisdom of the next hundred years and keenly saw through the truth of the matter.

"Wait, brother." Yan Gan said seriously, "Why do we have to have a brother-in-law?"

He has never had a brother-in-law, but he is still doing fine.

Sang Ji's eyes widened in shock.

Yes, why do they have to have a brother-in-law?

They were trapped by that guy!

Chu Tiankuan waited for a long time just to see this scene.

Seeing that the two silly brothers finally came to their senses, he laughed and gave each of them a wine glass.

"Come on, let's go to my place and have a drink." Chu Tiankuo said happily, "Welcome to join the Hammer Alliance and become a hammer from now on!"

Today, everyone is a hammer.

…

After a while, Jiang Ting and Bai Yujian arrived.

He jumped off the silver flying sword, and Jiang Tingbai's sword robe, which had been washed white, was still covered with the dust of war.

Jiang Tingbai, the Sword Master of Guiyuan Sect, had just led 23 sword masters to guard the mountain gate, and all the swords returned to the sect, recreating the Sword Pavilion and winning a battle that had not been seen in three thousand years.

But even so, when Jiang Tingbai's feet landed in this small courtyard, the smile on his face was still gentle and humble.

"Little Junior Sister, Little Junior Brother." Jiang Tingbai called out one by one, "and... Second Junior Brother."

Now, except for Master Ji Qinghong, all the people from their peak have finally gathered together again.

Jiang Tingbai pinned the white jade pen on Wu Manshuang's hair crown, and then put his hands on Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang's shoulders.

Just like that, his three junior brothers and sisters were all embraced in the arms of the eldest senior brother.

Jiang Tingbai said gently, "Thank you for your hard work."

"That's more than that." Yan Luoyue raised her head and laughed, then patted Senior Brother on the back with her backhand, "I've heard about Senior Brother's great feat, and you've worked hard, Senior Brother!"

The four brothers and sisters looked at each other and smiled happily at the same time.

There is no need to thank each other for hard work anymore. Everything we get today is the perfect reward for yesterday.

Jiang Tingbai looked around the courtyard and the guests there.

Yan Luoyue also followed the senior brother's gaze and quickly raised her eyebrows as if she remembered something.

"Brother, this is such a coincidence."

Jiang Tingbai raised his eyebrows slightly and agreed, "It is indeed a coincidence."

A very interesting thing is that at this moment, all the people in this courtyard are not just relatives and friends of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang.

They all happened to know Jiang Tingbai and had dealt with him before.

Jiang Tingbai got to know Cen Mingxiao because of Gui Yuanzong's official business.

Mi Jichen goes without saying, and the three people from Chu Tiankuo's school also drank and played games together.

As for Yan Gan and Sang Ji, were they once Jiang Tingbai's students?

As for Sister Yu, not only had she met Jiang Tingbai as Yan Luoyue's parent, she had also agreed to Jiang Tingbai's request and allowed him to pick a branch of plum blossoms in front of Yan Luoyue's window.

Wow, it’s a shared group of friends and family.

Speaking of plum blossoms.

Jiang Tingbai looked in the direction of his memory and his eyes fell on the plum tree in front of Yan Luoyue's window.

It was almost summer, so it was certainly not the season for plum blossoms to bloom.

However, at a banquet, if there is wine but no flowers, it will lack some elegance.

Jiang Tingbai smiled and said, "Today the whole world is drunk together, I would like to invite the flower god to celebrate with us."

As he spoke, he flicked his fingertips and sent a sword energy towards the red plum tree in front of Yan Luoyue's window.

The sword energy of ordinary sword practitioners is often extremely powerful, and the killing energy arrives before the sword intent is born.

However, the sword energy emanating from Jiang Tingbai's fingertips was as gentle as the first spring breeze that intersected between late winter and early spring.

This was exactly the second level of sword intent that Jiang Tingbai comprehended - Spring of All Things.

Although the winter plum blossoms only bloom in winter, the spring breeze is enough to warm the heart of a frozen plant.

All of a sudden, a few flower buds appeared on the purple-brown branches and slowly blossomed before the naked eye.

The long wind blew the red plum blossoms off the branches, and the bright red petals and their fragrance bloomed in wine cups, on clothes, and in everyone's hair.

Jiang Tingbai took his hand back and said with a calm smile: "If you like plum blossoms, you can plant one in front of the window after you return to the peak."

Yan Luoyue had a little mischievous thought and deliberately asked, "Then Senior Brother, will you choose for me?"

Originally, with Jiang Tingbai's style of doing things, he would probably propose a free plan at this time, such as "I will go to the wild plum forest to find a plum tree with strong energy and move it here."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Tingbai just thought about it and nodded: "If you really want it, just go to Danfeng and pick one."

Huh? If I remember correctly, the saplings in Danfeng are all accounted for.

Yan Luoyue blinked and looked at Jiang Tingbai with a little surprise.

Jiang Tingbai coughed lightly, but the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Apparently, he himself found what he was about to say a little funny.

"The hundred-year period has come... Well, so Brother has an income now."

Yes, now Jiang Tingbai can get a share of Jianfeng’s ticket revenue.

Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang looked at each other and let out a long "Wow".

Immediately, the four disciples looked at each other, and suddenly a similar wonderful feeling arose in them, and they all laughed together.

Even the eldest senior brother has become rich. From the past to now, we have really come a long way together!

…

The last two guests to step into this courtyard were Ji Qinghong and Ling Shuanghun.

Ling Shuanghun came here by taking advantage of Ji Qinghong.

As a contemporary weapon refining master, the flying boat driven by Ji Qinghong is naturally extraordinary and usually changes according to his mood.

For example, today, Ji Qinghong's vehicle is a kite.

As for Ling Shuanghun, this respectable historian of the Crane clan's unofficial history, he not only used the time he spent riding the kite to tidy up his clothes, put on his jade crown, wiped off the blood that had been stained, and revealed the bright cinnabar mark on his forehead again.

Moreover, Ling Shuanghun seized the time and sat cross-legged on the kite to write "The Legend of Ji Qinghong Kite".

Ji Qinghong: “…”

Let’s think back to Ling Shuanghun’s shocking introduction to this magical creature: “This is Ji Qinghong, don’t be afraid when you see him smile.”

Ji Qinghong was amazed by this level of dedication and began to wonder why he didn't take this little white crane in as an apprentice in the past.

Ling Shuanghun had just jumped off the kite, thanked Ji Qinghong, and ran excitedly to meet Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang.

In the previous battle, Ling Shuanghun had gone back and forth between life and death.

Now that I have survived a near-death experience and won the battle, looking back on this experience, it is inevitably more exciting and thrilling.

However, compared to Ling Shuanghun's own experience, what is more worth mentioning is naturally...

Ling Shuanghun unfolded his letter and showed it to Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang from a distance.

He clapped his hands and said, "Xiaoyan, Xiaowu, you have no idea how much recorded material I have collected this time."

Given time, Ling Shuanghun will sort out these contents and write them into a contemporary note.

If one is lucky, perhaps it can be collected in the library of Guiyuan Sect and other major sects, and these complicated stories belonging to the human world can be hidden on the shelf for future generations to read.

Yan Luoyue borrowed Ling Shuanghun's letter and took a look at it, and suddenly an idea popped up in her mind.

"By the way, Xiao Ling, how did you write "The Legend of Yan Luoyue"?"

Ling Shuanghun's book was a special magic weapon. Apart from the Crane Clan historian, anyone else who wanted to read it could only see the pages that the owner had turned for them.

"Which one do you want to see?" Ling Shuanghun leaned over and flipped the pages of the book.

"Well, regarding your "Legend of Yan Luoyue", I have revised the manuscript three times. The first time was this "Legend of Yan Luoyue", the second time was a story about you and Xiaowu together, and the third time..."

Ling Shuanghun said vaguely: "It means changing your joint biography into "The Legend of Falling Moon and Full Frost"."

Yan Luoyue naturally knew what content was omitted by Ling Shuanghun.

Bai He changed the name of the biographies only after he learned about Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang's identities as divine objects.

Sometimes it is like this: history books only mention certain current events, but unofficial histories will always reveal some clues in various hidden ways.

Before Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang decided to reveal their identities to the public, Ling Shuanghun would not directly record the incarnation stories of "Luoyue Tree" and "Manshuang Stone" in a book.

But if one day, future generations trace back along the known clues, they will be able to glimpse clues of the old events from the three revisions made by Ling Shuanghun.

——Oh, it turns out that after Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang realized their true identities, they did not hide it from their friends!

Ling Shuanghun smiled and closed the book: "And the traces left by our predecessors, and the process of future exploration, are the romance of historians like us."

Yan Luoyue rolled her eyes and whispered a few words to Ling Shuanghun.

Ling Shuanghun listened carefully at first, then opened his eyes wide.

"This..." Bai He murmured, "Although I am writing unofficial history, this is too wild, isn't it?"

Yan Luoyue looked at him with a smile: "Just tell me whether you agree or not."

"... Let me think about it." Ling Shuanghun said solemnly, "I still need to think about this matter carefully."

While Ling Shuanghun was thinking, Yan Luoyue squeezed next to Yan Yu.

I never had the chance to tell you in person before, but now I finally have the time.

Yan Luoyue was still sitting next to Yan Yu like she was when she was a child, hugging one of Sister Yu's arms.

Her head rested on Yan Yuxin's soft shoulder, and the faint fragrance of Sister Yu slowly diffused from the sachet.

"Sister Yu, listen to me. I want to tell you a story..."

That story was about Yan Luoyue, about Wu Manshuang, about the time that the Luoyue Tree and the Manshuang Stone spent together, and their decision to create an avatar together after this world was invaded.

At the end of the story, Yan Luoyue let out a long breath.

She said: "So, Sister Yu, I am not the egg left behind by Mr. and Mrs. Yan Feng."

As the words fell, Yan Luoyue's heartbeat quickened a few beats, and she felt a long-lost uneasiness.

Yan Yu tilted her head to look at Yan Luoyue. Her eyes were still so gentle, like crystals, like gems, like the calm surface of the Yunning Lake on a spring day.

Then the surface of the water began to move suddenly, as if someone had thrown a small stone into the water, and it skipped twenty or thirty times in a row.

Yan Yu smiled and said, "Then I know."

"——You are the sister that the Falling Moon Tree gave to me."

Yan Luoyue's eyes suddenly lit up.

The next second, Yan Yu lovingly held her in his arms.

Yan Yu asked, "You haven't told your two brothers yet?"

"Well, my brothers are drunk and fell asleep. Let's talk when they wake up."

"That's right," Yan Yu said contentedly, "Important news should be told to my sister first."

Yan Luoyue: “???”

This statement was really a bit contrary to Yan Yu's usual character. Yan Luoyue couldn't help but crawl out of Sister Yu's arms and confirm again whether Yan Yu had been replaced by someone else.

After seeing Yan Luoyue's eyes clearly, Yan Yu burst out laughing.

She said softly, "Oh, you two are close in age and have always had a great time. I'm happy for you. But sometimes you share important news with me first, and I'll be a little proud."

Yan Luoyue: “!!!”

This was totally unexpected for her.

I didn't expect that Sister Yu had such a side.

Yan Yu stroked Yan Luoyue's hair slowly and said leisurely:

"In the beginning, I adopted you because my stepson took you away. And my stepson wanted to take you away because he mistakenly thought you were Uncle Feng's child."

"But fate is such a wonderful thing. The beginning of fate may be just a coincidence, but the final good result is always just right."

An eggshell that slipped away from their hands once tied the three of them together.

Yan Yu smiled and said, "And now, my brother and I love you just because you are our sister."

And this is the best arrangement of fate.

…

Perhaps today was a very special day, or perhaps Ji Qinghong was infected by every bit of joy he saw along the way.

Ji Qinghong actually accepted all the wine cups that were passed to him.

At the beginning, only Jiang Tingbai accompanied Ji Qinghong who was drinking by himself and had a few drinks.

Later, Mi Jichen joined the toasting army.

Then there was Chu Tiankuang who dared to try new things, Cen Mingxiao who woke up from drunkenness to drink a second round, and Yan Gan and Sang Ji who were forcibly awakened and dragged to join in the fun...

Yan Luoyue specifically asked Ling Shuanghun to record this scene. Hey, when the two silly brothers are completely sober, this incident will probably be enough for them to brag about for half a year.

——You can’t believe it, right? We had a great time chatting and laughing with Ji Qinghong, and even cheated him by getting him drunk at the table!

——And then we got off the table alive!

An unknown amount of time had passed, but just as Yan Luoyue was standing under the plum tree and looking up at the flowers, Ji Qinghong walked over.

There is also a white jade wine cup twirling between his fingers. The wine cup is almost the same color as his fingers and white hair.

There was no smell of alcohol on Ji Qinghong's body, only his red eyes were like a tree full of red plum blossoms in full bloom, with a hint of smile in them.

"Last time..." Ji Qinghong said slowly, "During the battle at Hongtong Palace, you asked about my passion..."

Yan Luoyue turned around with her hands behind her back, waiting patiently for Ji Qinghong to finish speaking.

Ji Qinghong pondered for a moment, and then quickly said: "I just heard from Cen Mingxiao that the Moon-falling Tree contains the souls of some cultivators, and those people call themselves 'players'. Well, there is also the paper crane you sent me before..."

Yan Luoyue nodded with a smile and admitted generously: "Yes, that's the case."

She raised her eyebrows and jokingly said, "I thought Master would ask me about this as soon as he walked in."

Ji Qinghong shook the wine glass in his hand slowly and calmly: "I think it would be better to have a few drinks before asking."

Hearing the hidden meaning in Ji Qinghong's words, Yan Luoyue was really a little surprised.

She blinked her eyes and said, "It turns out that someone like you would actually use alcohol to boost your courage."

Ji Qinghong laughed dumbly and closed his eyes calmly and frankly.

"I am only human after all."

Ji Yaozun, who had always been ruthless and had no desires, and only cared about having fun, and who was hated by many people in the cultivation world, finally fell into the mortal world at this moment.

Three thousand years passed like a snap of the fingers, and the time that Ji Qinghong spent alone seemed to melt in this light nod.

Yan Luoyue looked at him, thinking of the flame that had been burning for three thousand years, and suddenly a sense of respect arose in her heart.

"Okay, I'll tell Master now - actually, I was going to tell you too, but if I keep it a secret, I won't be able to bear it any longer."

This sentence itself actually constitutes the best answer.

However, Yan Luoyue still smiled and said, "Okay, let's exchange news for news."

Ji Qinghong opened his eyes: "What do you want to ask?"

Yan Luoyue looked at him with a smile: "Before leaving, I didn't have time to look at the name of our peak that was changed this time."

"Master, what kind of signature did you change again... Well, I mean, what is the name of the new peak you chose this time?"

Logically speaking, given Ji Qinghong's usual style, the peak names he came up with before the final battle were probably not serious names.

Maybe it's "You aliens, you don't have to run away. Today it's either us or you who will die." Or it could be "You hit me on the head. Not bad. Let me see who is so awesome."

With Ji Qinghong's amazing ability, even if he came up with an "Armstrong's all-round acceleration to the sky peak", Yan Luoyue wouldn't be too surprised.

Hearing this question, Ji Qinghong suddenly laughed.

"Oh, you're asking about that." Ji Qinghong said casually, "The new name of the peak is 'Chang Xiang Jian'."

——Spring banquet, green wine and songs over and over again. I only wish to be like the swallows on the beam, and see each other often every year.

This scene is often seen in this year, and this person is often seen in this year.

In the yard, outside the yard, people in the human world, the demon world, the demon clan... everyone in this world who is celebrating, every moment they have fought for in the past, seems to be concentrated in these three short words.

Ji Qinghong smiled and said, "It's an ordinary name."

It was as if the story had come to an end, and Yan Luoyue let out a contented sigh.

"But it's a good name."

After getting the answer, Yan Luoyue spoke readily.

She spoke word by word, "Then Master, I won't hide anything from you, about Yun Suzhen..."

Under the plum tree, Yan Luoyue's lips opened and closed.

Ji Qinghong put away all his smiles for once and listened very seriously.

When the final answer was finally revealed between heaven and earth, a breeze suddenly blew away half of the plum blossoms on the tree.

After informing Ji Qinghong of the news, Yan Luoyue waved to him and walked briskly out of the shade of the plum tree.

Not far away, Wu Manshuang was standing still and smiling at Yan Luoyue.

Seeing her coming over and holding her arm, Wu Manshuang lowered her head slightly, and then fed Yan Luoyue a crisp pickled green plum.

As for Ji Qinghong, he half raised his face and let the plum blossoms flutter in his snow-white hair.

The red plum blossoms on the tree are as red as blood, burning like a true heart that has not changed for three thousand years.

…

"Anyway, Xiaoling, what do you think of my proposal?"

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, the feast was over and the moon was at its zenith.

There were three lounge chairs placed side by side in the courtyard, with Yan Luoyue, Wu Manyhuang and Ling Shuanghun occupying one chair each.

Yan Luoyue leaned on the chair in the middle, holding her chin with one hand while looking at Ling Shuanghun, while the other hand was still holding Wu Manshuang's hand.

Ling Shuanghun said with shame: "I still think it's too wild."

After a pause, Ling Shuanghun couldn't help but ask: "Although...but...this name..."

Yan Luoyue narrowed her eyes and smiled cunningly as if she had stolen some oil:

"You'll understand once I refine the Puppet Love Devouring Net and open the space channel... Well, anyway, that's how some stories in otherworldly legends are named."

Ling Shuanghun looked at Yan Luoyue with some suspicion, but still felt that she was joking with him.

But...

Bai He shook his head and sighed, half to compromise, half to confirm, he asked: "Have you decided?"

"Well, it's decided."

Ling Shuanghun stroked his chin, and found some fun in this matter: "As agreed in advance, I will only give an outline."

"Yeah, no problem."

Ling Shuanghun emphasized again: "Don't tell anyone that I wrote this."

Yan Luoyue smiled and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay."

"Well... okay." Ling Shuanghun spread out his palm helplessly, "You and Xiao Wu, I'm really on your pirate ship."

"It's settled then." Yan Luoyue clenched his right fist and tapped it lightly on his palm.

"——From today on, the alien version of "The Legend of Falling Moon and Full Frost" will be officially named "I Rely on My Health Bar to Crush the Cultivation World"!"