Xu Ruyi Qi Qiran: "Dao Chang ......"

"I'm leaving." Qingyu prepares to leave.

At this time, a man dressed as a disciple walked over. There was joy on his face: "Great Elder, are you going to get out of the customs?" ”

Qingyu looked at his feet.

The man walked forward step by step, not realizing that there was anything special.

After just a few steps, I felt like I was stumbling under my feet, like I had stumbled over something.

When he looked at it, it seemed as if a small piece of enchantment had suddenly appeared here.

The disciple released a trace of mana and easily cracked the obstacle set up by Qingyu.

He stepped on one foot and was about to step on a small flower that had not yet bloomed.

Xu Ruyi put his little head on his head and looked over with a prayerful gaze.

"Definitely." Qingyu hurriedly said.

As soon as he pointed his hand, the disciple over there couldn't move.

"Great Elder, what are you—what are you doing?" The disciple looked puzzled.

Qingyu walked over, gently removing the foot that he had almost stepped on.

"It's nothing, there's a flower there. If you step on it, you'll be ruined, alas. ”

The disciple was stunned for a moment, "It turns out that the Great Elder is actually a person who loves flowers!" ”

When he turned around, he also saw the budding miscanthus flower.

"This flower is so beautiful." He exclaimed, "It hasn't bloomed yet, but it's so dazzling." ”

Small and delicate flower bones, crystal clear buds. The whole body is white, and you can faintly see a little pink at the stamens.

He had never seen such a beautiful flower, it was rare in the world.

Moreover, what is even more commendable is that it also has an aura that seems to be nothing.

The disciple bent down and stretched out his hand, "If the Great Elder likes it, I will pick it and insert it into the bottle for you to see." ”

With that, he stretched out his hand to pick the flowers.

Qingyu seemed to see the flower's scared eyes for help, so weak and helpless to look at him.

With a wave of his hand, he stopped, "Don't." ”

The disciple was bounced off and sat down on the ground.

He wondered, "Why?" ”

"If you pinch it off, the flowers will be gone after they have bloomed. It's a pity. Qingyu explained.

Then, he also thought that in his absence, someone else might come up.

At that time, seeing her so beautiful, it was entirely possible that he couldn't help but pick her up like this disciple.

Then, this innocent flower demon, a hundred years of cultivation will be ruined.

Qingyu sighed softly.

It seems that he is destined to have a relationship with this little demon. In that case, let's go with the flow.

"Bring a shovel and a flower pot." Qingyu commanded.

The disciple quickly went and returned and took these two things.

Qingyu carefully dug up the soil, dug up all the roots and mud she had brought with her, and put them in the flower pot.

"Great Elder, I'll help you carry it back......"

"Not necessarily." Qingyu took it into his arms.

He knew that the flower demon didn't want to be discovered by the second person. Even when she was almost stepped on just now, she didn't make a sound.

The disciples were a little surprised by the Great Elder's actions.

After all, this Qingyu elder, who is usually quite strict and dedicated to the Tao, has a slight habit of cleanliness.

Unexpectedly, for the sake of a flower today, I not only dug it myself, but also carried it back by myself.

Qingyu carried her down the mountain all the time.

On the way, Xu Ruyi leaned out the small bone flower and looked around curiously.

Qingyu lowered her head and looked at her little upturned face.

It's really beautiful.

Even if it's just a bone, it's already so attention-grabbing.

He began to look forward to what she would look like when she opened.

Qingyu took her all the way back to her bedroom. Placing her by the sunny window, he pushed it open.

"It's sunny, and you should love it."

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