Today is Also a Mudslide That Crosses the World

When Xing Yun woke up, she found herself sleeping on the bed, covered with a thin quilt that smelled like medicine.

The little girl stared at the carved mahogany ceiling, a little dazed.

"This is where?"

"In your master's 'boudoir'!"

"Girls' resting rooms can only be called boudoirs. Boys' rooms are not so particular. Dorms and bedrooms are fine. Although you are a system, not a human being, you still need to learn more. If you change hosts in the future, you won't be accused of being useless." Culture is horrible."

Although she herself has no education, Grandpa Tianshan has taught her a lot of knowledge for thousands of years.

As Xing Yun got up, she patiently educated the "ignorant" candle in her mind.

Some ignorant system:''''

Why did he feel that the little girl was taking revenge on him?

Xingyun pushed open the door and walked out.

The grass grows outside the door and the warblers fly, the fragrance of medicine is tangy, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants are swaying in an orderly manner on the fertile land, and in the small pond, they are competing for splendor and beauty.

In front of the house, two "snowy" pear trees with luxuriant branches were planted.

The breeze blew, and the fragrance of flowers came, and the pear blossoms fell one after another, like snow, on the stone table, the bluestone slab, on the flowers and plants, on the clear pool water with ripples not far away, and

On the shoulder of the banished fairy under the pear tree.

The lonely and bright figure sat on the floor with his back facing Xing Yun, the snow-white three thousand silver threads gently spread out along the moon-white robe that reached the ground, and a few pear blossoms gently fell on it, blending with the autumn frost and silver waterfall. For oneness.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the owner from behind turned his head slightly, revealing half of his cold and outstanding face.

''woke up?''

Xing Yun really wanted to engrave the grand scene like a scroll just now.

Unfortunately, conditions do not allow.

Xing Yun blinked her eyes and responded softly.

Since there is no way to save it, then keep it in your mind!

Maybe after saving Lord God Emperor, he will never be seen again.

I believe that Lord God Emperor doesn't want to see her either.

The innocent little girl thought so.

"Your name is Xing Yun? Your body is too thin, so you can live here temporarily as a teacher in the future. After you get better, you can practice cultivation."

Xing Yun was slightly stunned, and it took a moment for her to react.

The courtyard was even warmer than the front yard, filled with aura, and Xing Yun's body, which was still a little uncomfortable, could no longer feel the slightest abnormality.

"This old fox must be willing to live here for a long time because Zixia Sect has such a precious land!"

Xiao Zhu sighed softly in his mind, and Xing Yun felt that something was wrong:

"Did the Moon God tell you everything about the God Emperor?"

"Ah? Ah, yes," Xiaozhu stuttered, and then said in a low voice, "This is all to help you complete the task as soon as possible!"

Xing Yun nodded half understanding.

"Agreed? Then go to the front yard to find your brother, he should be back after shopping."

The cold voice carried an undeniable coolness, Xing Yun came back to her senses, looked at her master's back, and blushed.

Luckily not too stupid.

Next time, resolutely don't get distracted when talking to Master!

"Thank you, thank you Master! This disciple will go over and help Senior Brother Jiang!"

After Xingyun left, Jiyue got up, walked to the pond, looked at the sparkling and colorful pebbles underwater, and murmured in a low voice:

"Why does she have the same breath as mine?"

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''Xiao Yun'er, come here quickly! Master gave me a lot of money today, and asked me and my sister-in-law to help you buy what you need. I picked out a lot of small skirts for you! Come and try them on!"

Xing Yun was slightly stunned, watching Jiang Feng pour out a lot of things from a small bag, and the pile was almost half as tall as Jiang Feng.

"This, these are all for me?"

Xing Yun inhaled her slightly sour nose.