Chapter Ninety-Six: The Scheming of the Peacock Mystery

Early in the morning, Ling Xuanluo went to visit Zhuxing, but was alerted by a figure passing by his window, and when he came out, he saw Long Xiang talking to a samurai. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

According to yesterday's observations, this person's status in the Bearded Divine Clan should be second only to Namtso. It was not strange for him to appear next to Zhuxing's residence in broad daylight, so Ling Xuanluo didn't doubt it anymore, but when he came closer, he greeted him.

"Lingliu Immortal, it's an early morning!" Long Xiang pointed to the sky and said with a smile.

Ling Xuanluo also smiled and replied: "The scenery in the Golden Silkworm Realm is beautiful, Xuanluo can't wait to walk around and see the green mountains and green waters here, so he came out as soon as he woke up." ”

Long Xiang was interested when he heard this, "Oh, we are really lucky to be favored by Lingliu Immortal in this remote mountain forest! ”

Ling Xuanluo didn't hear the ridicule hidden in his words, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no, Lord Longxiang is too worried." From the moment Xuan Luo walked into the Gu Realm, he was amazed at the uniqueness of the scenery here, how dare he arbitrarily compare it with other places?"

Seeing that his mind was so simple, Long Xiang squinted his eyes, changed his face to apology, and said: "Lingliu Immortal is not in a hurry, he is arrogantly speculating about the will of the monarch and losing respect." But if you really have this Yaxing, I would like to recommend a place to go. The scenery there is very different from the Central Plains, and I believe you will not be disappointed after seeing it. ”

Ling Xuanluo was happy to hear this, and arched his hand and said, "Please advise." ”

Long Xiang pointed to the east and said, "Three hundred miles east from here, there is a tea plantation. It is now the tea picking season in the Qingming season, and the scenery is very good. Not far from the tea garden, there is a camellia valley, if the Lingliu Immortal is a person who loves flowers, he will appreciate my famous flowers in Yunnan, wouldn't it be happy?"

Ling Xuanluo was suddenly full of interest, and thanked him again and again: "With Master Lao's guidance, Xuanluo will not miss such a beautiful place." It's just that I have to meet Uncle Duan first, show him his whereabouts, and then go. ”

When Long Xiang heard that he wanted to see Duan Xiao first, his face changed, and he waved his hand and said: "Lingliu Immortal is only afraid that he will fight in the air, so let's see the little prince at another time." ”

Ling Xuanluo was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you say, my lord, is Uncle Duan still resting?"

Long Xiang said: "Of course not, it's just that he went to discuss with the Namu patriarch before dawn, but I'm afraid that the discussion hasn't been finished yet." ”

Duan Xiao was not in the dormitory, and Ling Xuanluo had to give up his plan to see him.

After bidding farewell to the elephant, he wandered alone, towards the valley to the east of the Divine Realm.

But he didn't notice it, and as soon as he turned to leave, Long Xiang's humble expression changed to hideous, and he said to himself coldly: "Although I can't be sure that the fool is the one who stole the mechanism, it shouldn't be difficult to force him to open the shadowless door and return to the real world by borrowing a few of you reckless guests!"

After speaking, he took out a strange whistle from his bosom and blew it into his mouth three times, but he couldn't hear the whistle.

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The red sun is awakening, and the day is abundant. Ling Xuanluo was not in a hurry, but just walked all the way and looked all the way, moving forward slowly.

Although this virtual realm is refined by Gu worms, the scenery has not changed the beauty of nature in the slightest. In front of me, there are mountains and mountains everywhere, and the river is wrapped around the jade belt. The green tops of the mountain peaks loom in the thin curtain of the early morning. The fresh air mixed with the aromas of the earth is intoxicating.

Walking on the winding mountain road, although it is still early, the industrious beard tribe has already started a day's work.

From time to time, a man carrying a hoe and leading an ox walked past him, talking and laughing in twos and threes. Occasionally, there are also women of the Ailao clan wearing black buns, wearing red, blue and white pleated skirts, and carrying a basket, who lowered their heads when they passed him, but they couldn't help but look back at him with pink Feifei, and then timidly snickered and ran away.

Walking and walking, there is an intoxicating fragrance of flowers wafting in the wind.

This aroma is completely different from the rhododendron fragrance he smelled in the Azalea Hall yesterday, just like tea is better than fine wine, he really can't say which one he prefers, he can only love both greedily.

A few more steps along the scent, he was stunned by the beauty of the fading beauty.

It turned out that what appeared in front of me was a vast hillside, and the hillside was full of camellias, red, yellow, white, pink, and the white petals, as if they had been dotted by a red pen, and they were spotted with red spots.

Even if this is a god realm and not a fairyland, it also makes him feel that even if it is a sea of flowers in a fairyland, it is difficult to compare with here.

(To be continued.) )