Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

Early the next morning, the drizzle stopped, so that the scenery of the peaks of each peak was shrouded in fairy-like white mist, and the scenery below the peak could not be seen clearly, but you could vaguely hear the complicated and trivial noise, and I didn't know what happened.

Under the peach blossom tree of Taoyuan Peak, the petals floated and fell sticky on the ground, the wet air made people feel bored, the muscles were soft, and even the hand wielding the sword became more and more lazy.

In the white mist, a shallow figure was dancing a sword.

Fan Yunmo wielded his sword freely in the white mist, and his snow-white clothes blended in with the surrounding environment, making it difficult to detect him dancing in the white mist.

The sword moved lightly in the void.

The pink cherry blossoms that come with the sword body are full of light, marking a beautiful rainbow light.

The Tao method is natural, and the sword rhyme is varied.

Suddenly.

He turned his sword like a frightening dragon out of the sea and stabbed forward, and the sword qi rippled horizontally, bursts of light and flowed with glow, shining on the wet earth, and frightening the petals on the peach blossom treetops.

Peach blossoms are like pear blossoms with rain, and invisible sword qi lingers around.

Fan Yunmo looked at the wooden sword in his hand with tenderness, and couldn't put it down.

Love and hate, lovesickness.

This is the name that Fan Yunmo gave him, "Mo Li", and at the same time, he contains a little careful thinking in it, after all, Mo Li's homonym happens to be the word "Mo Li", hoping that holding this sword, he can guard the beauty of today, instead of being chased and killed all day long, and the protagonist is forced to operate.

Mo Li sword as a "good weapon", well versed in people's hearts, as if sensing the emotions of their own master, the sword groaned and trembled, the momentum was huge, like a real dragon hidden in the abyss whispering, allowing the sword qi to enter the bones, and the unstoppable momentum reverberated at the level of the divine soul, indescribable.

For a long time.

He sweated like rain and slowly withdrew the simple and unpretentious sword in his hand.

The girl sitting on the root of the peach blossom tree looked like an enchanting style, leaning lazily on it, and saw him stop moving, jumped down from the thick root, came to the side unhurriedly took out the supa to carefully wipe the sweat beads from his face.

"Love it?" Yan Xueli looked at him holding Mo Li Sword with a hint of vinegar in his tone, if she could, I was afraid that she would destroy it with her own hands.

Fan Yunmo laughed dryly a few times, and replied wittily: "Sister Xueli, you chose it, I naturally like it."

"If you like it." Yan Xueli touched his head.

Fan Yunmo looked at her strangely, her every move was so graceful and elegant, even her temperament became different from before, there was a kind... Condescending, overlooking the world's cold arrogance, let alone personality, so he asked in a low voice: "Sister Xueli, have you changed?" Compared

with the previous youth, arrogance and ignorance, now she is more like an intellectual big sister, with a natural noble and cold temperament, making her look more calm and calm than ever, and the undisguised possessiveness in her eyes is particularly strong, making him feel like a combination of facing both his own master and his sect master's sister.

He actually wanted to ask for a long time, but it was not obvious at that time, coupled with some messy things, Fan Yunmo only thought that her temperament changed greatly when she was sick, and she didn't pay attention to it, thinking that it would be fine in a few days, but she never thought that it was still the same now.

Yan Xueli was full of charm, her eyes were hazy and covered with a layer of light gauze, and she looked at him calmly like water: "You want to know?" "

Hmm."

"Good." Yan Xueli's spoiled tone replied and said, "Yun Mo, you only know that Yu Peili has a peerless holy law, but you don't know that it also seals the fragmentary memories of my previous life, and now that Yupei is unsealed, I naturally remember some past events."

As soon as these words came out, Fan Yunmo's heart trembled silently, did he remember that this would happen after Yan Xueli opened the jade pei in the original work, besides, what the hell is the memory of the previous life, the female emperor, is it possible that she is still a reborn?

When he was puzzled, he then listened to her explain.

"The Phoenix Saint Method is my practice in my previous life, and I just mixed up some unnecessary fragmentary memories of my previous life, and I am still the same me." Yan Xueli quietly raised her jade hand, gently hugged his neck, put her head on his shoulder, her hair hung down, and said softly: "In the last life, I was the Nine Heavenly Xuannu, alone in an era, alone in the palace, until my life fell; And in this life, for me, you are all, and I don't want to be alone anymore. "

Fan Yunmo:"............."

Away from a big spectrum, can only be said to be worthy of being the protagonist, Yan Xueli is more and more in the direction of the development of Shuangwen, good guy, even the scattered memories of the previous life of the Xuannu have come out, no wonder after opening the jade pei, it has changed like a person.

"Sister Xue Li, aren't you a genius? How can you be single. Fan Yunmo listened and asked curiously, you know, in ancient times, the emperor either sat on the world, or immersed in the beauty of the harem, unable to extricate himself.

She is different, the harem is a slaughterhouse.

Yan Xueli gently left from his shoulder, the residual warmth on his shoulder was instantly smoothed by the cold wind, and looked at him with a smile: "As a royal daughter, I have been practicing alternately the sun and the moon since I can remember, but I don't have time to care about the love of these children, besides, who can be worthy of me?" Even the emperor and prince at that time were just some ridiculous goods in my eyes, and how could they make me lose my mind as a plaything.

"When I stood at the top of the mountain, I realized that there was such loneliness behind me."

Fan Yun Mo Geran, no wonder Yan Xueli always accepts those male partners who love because of hatred as a harem in the original work, and the male partners can't take advantage of it, and they are even subjected to ........ Slaughter, after all, Yan Xueli, who was a genius in the previous life, was originally a proud person, how could she be willing to accept the bullying of others.

Fan Yunmo looked at her hesitantly: "Then should I call you Sister Xueli, or....... Lord Genno?

"I just have fragmentary memories of the previous life, it doesn't mean anything, naturally it's still your sister Xueli."

"Since Sister Xueli you don't care about the love of your children, then you are

now..." "Well, now..."

Yan Xueli pursed her red lips with her fiery gaze, gently caressed his delicate thin lips with a jade-like pink jade finger, and said with a light smile: "It doesn't seem to be too late to be obsessed with it now."

Fan Yunmo looked at her warily, and at the same time looked around with a weak heart, for fear that a pair of cold eyes had already stared at them unconsciously: "Sister Xueli, don't mess around, I was almost discovered by Master last time." If you are discovered, it is not impossible to directly let you get out of Taoyuan Peak.

Yan Xueli rubbed his head and said softly without hesitation: "That's exciting."

Fan

Yunmo had nothing to say, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he didn't know how long he had been enjoying himself in her warm arms......... Not to mention, the fragrance is overflowing, and the figure waiting to be released has made people involuntarily obsessed and sink.

"Hey" Fan Yunmo sighed silently, trying to save Yan Xueli's original cold and green image in his heart, not wanting to lose in the gentle village of tenderness, and gradually fell into the arms of the half-covered and soft mountains.

For a long time, it was still Fan Yunmo who suddenly woke up and broke free with strong self-control, Yan Xueli's pretty face changed slightly, and after a period of loss, he only smiled with relief.

..........

The unusual white fog has been shrouding the peak and refusing to disperse, and the cloud and mist are steaming, making Fan Yunmo feel strange.

"Isn't the fog a little too much?"

Fan Yunmo pulled Yan Xueli to walk in the fog, relying on the clear direction of the divine soul and gradually came to the cliff on the top of the mountain, and suddenly, the white mist was peeled off one by one, gradually revealing the full picture under the square of Yunling Sect.

The first sun is shining, the mountain peaks stand proudly, and countless different brilliance blooms in the afterlight, which is very beautiful and moving.

Only listening to the noisy voice was a little excited, especially the disciples of Zhongyunling, each with a smile on their faces to welcome one disciple after another that he had never seen before into the mountain.

Under Taoyuan Peak, the mountains are undulating, beautiful and winding mountains, winding and circling, like a sleeping dragon, although the faces of senior brothers and sisters are full of happiness and happiness, but it is inevitable that there is no lack of tension.