Drunk Immortal Gourd

Thinking of this, Qingyang felt relieved, and then told Yu Mengmiao in detail about Cao Du. However, Yu Mengmiao doesn't seem to be very interested in these things. Although Cao Du and Feng Yan may be her ancestors, after all, they are several generations apart and have never interacted with each other. What's more, they are dead now and their relationship is weak. It's also normal.

The dispute between the Seven Immortal Sects and the Jingfeng Pavilion is still going on over there, and it seems that there is no possibility of resolution in a short time. However, these are all matters between the high-level officials. They, the Qi Refining Monks, don’t have to worry about it for the time being. The sleep is over.

The two seemed to have gone back many years ago, when Qingyang was just a teenage boy who was not afraid of tigers, and Yu Mengmiao was just a carefree six or seven-year-old girl who didn't have to worry about anything. The two of them depended on each other and took care of each other. Although the days at that time were hard, they were full of sweetness and warmth. There were no intrigues, intrigues, vicious fights, no pressure to practice, and no need to think about the future.

On a small hill, Qingyang and Yu Mengmiao sat side by side on a stone. No one came to disturb them, and the surroundings gradually became quiet. At this time, silence was better than sound.

Suddenly, Yu Mengmiao tilted her body and leaned on Qingyang's shoulder, as if everything was so natural, just like when Yu Mengmiao was tired when she was a child, she leaned directly on Qingyang's shoulder to rest. Qingyang's body became slightly stiff. For a moment, and then gradually relaxed.

In the secular world, there is a saying that men and women are not close to each other. Although people who cultivate immortality don't care so much, they are all adults after all, so it is somewhat inappropriate to do so. However, looking at Yu Mengmiao's clear eyes, everything seemed so natural. Qingyang felt that he had thought too much. Miaomiao obviously still regarded himself as his Qingyang brother, just like when he was in Yuling City.

In this case, why do you need to do such a disgraceful thing? When Yu Mengmiao was a child, she was often carried or hugged by her, and she seemed to do this kind of thing a lot. As long as she didn't think too much about it, why should she care about other people's eyes?

But this thing is easy to say, but not so easy to do. With such close contact, smelling the faint fragrance of the girl, and feeling the girl's questions, Qingyang couldn't calm down. After all, he is a hot-blooded man, and he has not been in contact with a woman for more than 30 years. He used to focus on cultivation and rarely had contact with female cultivators of similar age. He was able to be pure and celibate. But now he is suddenly being relied on by a young woman. Why? Wouldn’t you think too much about it?

Qingyang was thinking wildly, but he didn't know that the girl in his arms was also heartbeating fiercely. She was filled with shyness and suppressed the nervousness all over her body. Yu Mengmiao is also an adult, in her prime and in her twenties, and she grew up in an environment like the Yin Yang Sect that highly values ​​dual cultivation. How could she not understand these things? All this was just intentional on her part.

In the first few years of Yu Mengmiao's life, although she lived in poverty, she was happy because her parents were by her side. But one day, disaster suddenly fell from the sky, and she encountered the darkest days in her life. Her parents were killed by bad guys, and she was left helpless.

Watching the parents who depended on each other die before their eyes, this kind of shock is unbearable for adults, let alone a six or seven-year-old little girl? That kind of despair, that kind of pain, that kind of heart-wrenching feeling cannot be described in words at all.

But at this moment, Brother Qingyang descended from the sky, rescued her from the fire pit, and avenged her parents. He also took the trouble to enlighten her and help her practice, so that she could get out of the darkness as soon as possible and fill her heart. The most missing thing in life.

Later, she joined the Yin Yang Sect and became a disciple of the Jindan monk. Although her master, Fairy Duanqing, took good care of her, she could never replace her brother Qingyang in her heart. In Yu Mengmiao's heart, her brother Qingyang was humble, kind, gentle, considerate, brave, handsome and omnipotent. He seemed to have the best qualities of all men in the world. Although the Liang family said that brother Qingyang was dead, she Still don't believe it.

Sure enough, at the Chaos Demon Valley Trial Conference a few years ago, she met Brother Qingyang again. At that moment, she even had the idea of ​​giving up her identity as a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect and serving Brother Qingyang again. Unfortunately, the master's supervision was too strict. No matter how she resisted, it was ineffective. Her arms could not twist her thighs. In the end, she had no choice but to follow her master back to the Yin Yang Sect.

But her heart is still sweet, because she knows that her brother Qingyang is still alive. As long as brother Qingyang is still alive, there will be plenty of opportunities and they will meet again sooner or later.

Facts have proved that her ideas were all right. A few years later, the master's supervision was no longer so strict, allowing her to find an opportunity to go out for training, and meet Brother Qingyang again in front of the mountain gate of Jingfeng Pavilion. She could finally tell her true feelings about the interference from outsiders, and she could finally lean on brother Qingyang's shoulder quietly like before.

Today, Yu Mengmiao can no longer explain clearly what kind of feelings she has for brother Qingyang. She has longing, attachment, admiration, lovesickness, longing, and even more admiration. It has surpassed relatives and friends. Qingyang also became the most indispensable part of her life.

The Yin Yang Sect is the largest sect in cultivating immortals in the Kyushu continent. There are countless young talents in the sect, but none of them can catch Yu Mengmiao's eye, because all she sees in the eyes of those people is greed, domineering, and lust. and defiant.

Only in Brother Qingyang could she feel the humility, kindness and concern, which made her feel a little intoxicated. Even though the two have not seen each other for nearly twenty years, her attachment to Qingyang has not weakened at all, but has become stronger.

Time seemed to have stopped. I don’t know how long it had passed. Yu Mengmiao leaned on Qingyang’s shoulder, feeling the warmth from his shoulder. Yu Mengmiao said: "Brother Qingyang, I remember you are in your thirties, right?" ?Have you ever found a double monk in these years?"

Qingyang was enjoying the short-term tranquility and warmth. Suddenly he heard Yu Mengmiao's question and was stunned. Why did he ask this question? However, he still replied: "I have devoted myself to cultivation these years and have not considered this issue yet."

The girl in her arms seemed to be relieved after hearing this. It took her a long time to gather up the courage and asked in a low voice: "Then brother Qingyang still remembers Miaomiao's original promise?"

promise? What promise? What does this have to do with the question just now? Qingyang was at a loss.