Fantasy: My green plum is actually the heroine

The visions were in the sky, like a vast river of stars suppressing like a dream, and a powerful aura swept the entire scene, causing everyone to raise their sleeves to cover it, so that they could vaguely see the incomprehensible scene.

The half-empty peach blossom ancient trees are flourishing.

The mysterious immortal sword covers the heavens and the earth!

When the two are infinitely close to colliding, the heaven and earth suddenly penetrate, and the barrier isolated from the world on the field is instantly shrouded.

The silence is incomparable, like a midsummer night.

Everyone looked at the shrouded Tianjiao competition ground, and there was a restlessness for a while.

"Wait! What happened! "

What's going on with this rune barrier!?"

"What a result! Why not show it? "

Junior Sister, Junior Brother won't have an accident, right?" The female disciple anxiously pulled the corner of Yun Yun's clothes, extremely worried, even the other Yunling disciples looked at the barrier with a worried expression.

Everyone was anxious, but soon saw the barrier slowly disintegrating, and what appeared in front of the eyes of the world was the extremely weak appearance of the two, obviously exhausted.

Feng Ziling stood between the two, looked up at Bai Wanning on the VIP table, and nodded, as if confirming something.

Although the Sword Sect Master was unwilling, he could only remain silent.

Feng Ziling used the soul of the sea to transmit her voice to everyone's minds: "This competition will be stopped for the time being, please move to another game."

Everyone was slightly stunned, their faces were puzzled, and they whispered, but under the majesty of Feng Ziling, they did not dare to ask more, and quickly turned to leave the next competition, and several mortals hidden in the crowd quietly put away the spar in their hands and left with the crowd.

Fan Yunmo swayed shakily.

At this moment, he only felt dizzy, and suddenly fell into the arms of a person, and the fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, but Fan Yunmo had no intention of falling in love at the moment, his eyelids fell heavily, and finally echoed in his ears was a shallow ethereal sound.

"Yun Mo.............."

......

When Fan Yunmo woke up, it was the first night after the exchange meeting, and the disciples of all the sects had already returned to the sect one after another, except for one person from the Lingmiao Sect who remained alone.

On the second day, he wanted to ask Yan Xueli, but she obviously didn't want to talk about it, and didn't elaborate, just let him understand the approximate.

At this moment, the moon is empty.

"Brother Fan, are you sure you won't be scolded by your master?"

"Master is not here tonight." Fan Yunmo took out two altars of good peach blossom brew to entertain him.

The only person in the Lingmiao Sect who stayed in the Yunling Sect was naturally Zeng Yeye, and it wasn't until Fan Yunmo woke up that he came to Taoyuan Peak to visit.

On Taoyuan Peak, Fan Yunmo and Zeng Yeye were drinking at the simple stone table.

Then Zeng Yeye drank peach blossom brew and became happy, talking to him about the storms of his previous life, as well as the predicament after coming to this world, and the unpredictable and experienced people in the Lingmiao Sect, and swallowed hard: "Brother Fan, you don't know how bitter I am in the

Lingmiao Sect, which is like your Yunling Sect..." He

said all kinds of good things in the Yunling Sect, and used this to belittle the various disadvantages of the Lingmiao Sect, rather to complain to himself.

Fan Yunmo, who is a hard age, substituted tea for wine, silently listening to the bitterness that he had buried in his heart for a long time, he naturally knew that it was not easy to find a fellow in the other world, but he never expected that he would inexplicably become the first person to confide in Zeng Yeye.

"Crossing over to goldfinger no! I want to find the child of destiny, but I have burped! What secret realm nine deaths, sect intrigue......... Pass to me, why, I'm not the protagonist!

Saying that, Zeng Yeye was so excited that he slapped the stone table hard and got up, but after thinking about it, he felt rude, so he slowly sat down full of anger and said: "I don't know what mistake I Zeng Yeye made, I obviously want to stay in the sect honestly, but I don't want to be treated like this by God!"

"Rumble!"

There was a thunder in the sky, and he almost jumped up in place in fright.

After observing the silent sky for a moment and finding that nothing happened, Zeng Yeye sighed reassuringly and said, "Brother Fan, as a traverser, I can only rely on you now." When

Fan Yunmo heard this, his hand holding the teacup shook, and he felt a cold wind blowing on the back of his neck, which frightened him and hurriedly explained: "My situation is very different from yours, not so much soul piercing, but just awakening the memories of the previous life, and the memories are just superimposed."

"Besides..." Fan Yunmo chuckled and put aside the relationship, opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I am not the protagonist, the protagonist is your junior brother Ye Yan. This is the world of books, I have seen some plots, the general direction is the same as yours, maybe it is our arrival that has changed your junior brother's luck, otherwise Ye Yan will have to open the harem smoothly all the way............"

Fan Yunmo said a lot, most of which he made up blindly, all in order to make Zeng Yeye turn his attention to Ye Yan.

After all, who would want to be targeted by a child of bad luck? Endure self-inflicted hardships.

Instead of this, he wants to be targeted by the daughter of destiny and enjoy the joy of heaven.

So Fan Yunmo decided to let Ye Yan go for this bad luck himself, anyway, they are brothers of the same disciple, and they should support each other and walk hand in hand in the way of cultivating immortals.

Soon, under Fan Yunmo's flickering.

After a while, Zeng Yeye gradually believed it, and muttered in his mouth: "No wonder Junior Brother Ye has always been entangled by a demon bird recently, dare to love that is his chance, but because of our reasons, he changed his original plot." When

Fan Yunmo heard this, he suddenly felt that Ye Yan did not come to participate in the final juvenile competition for another reason, and immediately asked him, and Zeng Yeye did not want the cause and effect to be so outrageous after he came to tell him.

On the eve of the competition, Ye Yan wanted to swallow the best pill he gave during his cultivation, and he didn't want to be brought out of thin air by a juvenile demon green kite, snatched the best pill that he had to swallow in advance, and almost went crazy and died here, and on the second day, he was even lowered by the demon green kite and bird, Ye Yan was humiliated, couldn't bear it, and chased after him desperately, so he was late for the competition............

Zeng Yeye shook his head, his face was slightly red when he eased his emotions, and he asked Fan Yunmo with a drunken look: "Speaking of brother Fan, who won the Tianjiao competition yesterday?" Thinking

of yesterday's Tianjiao competition, Fan Yunmo pondered for a long time, and shook his head at him: "To be honest, I don't know, you also saw it, it was the sect master's sister who interrupted the competition, announced that the competition was suspended, and did not say the winner, directly announced that the next winner's sword blind senior brother won the title of this time, I think... My match with that Senior Brother of the Sword Sect should be a draw.

Zeng Yeye directly took a cup of stomach and sighed secretly.

And Fan Yunmo quietly took out a finely carved token from his sleeve and glanced at it, this object was the victory he obtained after the competition with Zihuangjun, and it was the pass token of the four righteous path sects.

As long as the order-bearer can go to the four top sects at will to learn any exercises, but it has no effect on Fan Yunmo, because the Peach Blossom Sword Technique is not only a sword technique, it contains various body techniques, secret methods, and Dao Gates........ It can be said that it is a complete set of inheritance.

Yesterday in the blue sky, seeing that the vision of Fan Yunmo and Zihuangjun's magic was about to collide, he didn't want Feng Ziling to flick his robe lightly, directly shielding the entire competition field, and easily shattered the vision they produced.

No one in the audience knew what was going on.

When everything returned to normal, Feng Ziling had already announced that the competition would end temporarily.

And Fan Yunmo felt that he had won, otherwise he would not have received the victory product, and Zihuangjun would not give this token to him, after all, the disciples of the Sword Sect had been hungry for the sword technique of their Sect's Sword Soul Peak for a long time, and besides, the Sword Sect Master would not be able to accept this way of ending.

It's just that........ Fan Yunmo didn't understand, why did Feng Ziling suddenly want to interrupt the competition, and what was the master for making him stand out?

He suddenly looked up at the moon with a feeling in his heart, seeing the flowers flying in the fog, as if he had touched some emotion, but Yu Guang suddenly saw the lonely girl in red under the peach blossoms, looked down at the curtain, slightly startled, and whispered: "Sister Xueli? "

The red clothes are like blood, the body is light, and the eyes like a wolf are full of aggressive declarations, which inevitably makes Fan Yunmo's heartstrings tremble.

..........

Quiet night, lonely village.

The bright white moon hangs high, and the courtyard has unique dead branches and leaves.

"Devil! You are the devil!

A low groan full of roar, suppressed to look at the leisurely white clothes shuddered, eyes were fearful, and the soul in his heart revealed fear.

"Don't, don't come here!" He retreated to a corner, with no way back, so he knelt on the ground and begged her, "Please, spare my life." "

Qianying, who is as white as snow, only looks at the man kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy with a pair of ruthless eyes, and slowly raises the sword with his hand, and does not hesitate to cut down with a sword!

Seal the throat!

Blood splattered on the ground, and a bright crystal fell from his arms.

Bai Wanning smashed the crystal with one kick, and the fragments in the void presented one picture after another of competing on the Yunling Sect, and it was obvious that this was a one-time magic weapon to record things.

The corners of her flawless clothes were stained a little red, but she ignored them until the picture dissipated, her indifferent eyes swept the corpses on the ground, and she was attracted by the humble dinner on the wooden table not far away, and the hot meal was still steaming.

Her eyes were deep, and she walked out of the dilapidated house without looking back.

Outside the house, a female corpse also fell in a pool of blood, also sealed by a sword.

And Feng Ziling, who was lightly dressed at the door, had been waiting for a long time, unlike Bai Wanning's arrogant Bai Lian in her mess, she was approachable at this time than when she was hosting the exchange meeting, more like a noble rose at night.

Bai Wanning asked worriedly, "How many families are these?"

"Nineteen households," Feng Ziling responded with a wry smile.

"What about the other sects?"

"The north-west has almost been cleaned up."

Blood dripped down the blade and fell to the ground, blooming into blood flowers.

Bai Wanning flicked down the sword body, and the blood overflowed into a crimson blood moon, and said calmly: "Let's go, next household."

Her tone at this time did not have any waves, as if she was doing something light.

The silent path, the moonlight was incomparably clean, but they never dared to fall on their curvaceous delicate bodies and avoided them.

Feng Ziling glanced at her quietly, the original white clothes were stained with Yin red and became dirty, and her delicate face was still beautiful, but she was still a little worried: "Next household, let me come."

"No need" Bai Wanning refused: "My apprentice's matter, I will solve it myself."

"But you're always going to eat it." Feng Ziling said, "Could it be that you plan to bear the cause and effect alone?"

Bai Wanning nodded with a moth frown: "Shouldn't it?"

Feng Ziling said: "I know that you spoil Xiao Yunmo, and now you are both a master and a mother, and you owe him in your previous life, but I am also his godsister, and his affairs are naturally also my affairs, otherwise how can I support you to let Xiao Yunmo take risks and lead to mortal dust of the Demon Dao."

"Besides, you're doing it for that little girl, is it worth it?" You obviously don't like her. "Feng Ziling's impression of Yan Xueli is not bad, that is, she is more sensitive to her identity, and she doesn't want the people around her to be too close to her, otherwise she will be contaminated with unknown cause and effect.

Bai Wanning pondered for a moment and asked, "What will happen if I kill her?" Feng

Ziling's face was stunned, and she hurriedly spoke up to dissuade: "Don't, she has the protection of the Heavenly Dao, you will simply kill yourself by cutting her, when Yun Mo asks, how should I explain?" Seeing

Bai Wanning hesitated.

She continued: "You are his only relative, really willing to give up?

"Besides, you can't wait for your reincarnation and re-transform into a human form, by then you will not be Yun Mo's master, and the generations will fall again and again, from your own mother to your master, maybe next time you will be Yun Mo's junior sister."

Bai Wanning said calmly like water: "Reincarnation is insignificant to my realm.

She looked up at the bright moon with a slight spirit, revealing a miserable and sad smile: "From the moment I was willing to reincarnate him, I knew that no matter how far away, the feeling in my heart would always allow us to find each other." Bright

side eyes, a ray of moonlight through the clouds was finally willing to fall on Bai Wanning's clean and delicate body, and poured out a whisper: "Feng Ziling, you know, I love him more than anyone, and I want to see him grow up happily more than you all want."

Feng Ziling choked and said abruptly: "Anyway, don't make up your mind at will, since that's the case, then you should be decisive at the beginning and sweep that little girl out, why stay so troublesome until now?"

"His request, I can't refuse."

Feng Ziling was speechless, her hands were folded on her chest, and she hummed softly: "Okay, just spoil him!"

At this time, Bai Wanning showed a brilliant smile in the glow: "Aren't you also spoiling him?" Moreover, how did I know that he brought it back to be a child bride, originally intended to let Yun Mo know a little sense of responsibility, but I didn't want that girl to come to Taoyuan Peak after becoming more and more wrong, Yun Mo even moved his mouth for the first time. Feng

Ziling couldn't refute it, but she wanted to ask Fan Yunmo with great interest how she moved her mouth, but Bai Wanning obviously didn't have the leisure to reason, let alone tell her the mood, so she naturally chose to ignore it.

The night breeze was gloomy, and the branches of the dead trees swayed with a strange sound.

The two walked in the cold wind and messed their hair, and the clouds and haze covered the bright moon again, the world became dim, and their beautiful figures were gradually swallowed by the darkness.