The Heavens Begin with Zhuxian

Chapter 35 Shanhai Court ([-])
The flowers are beautiful, even more beautiful than the camellias in Tongtian Peak, and the people are also beautiful, not far behind Senior Sister Lu.

He thought, if Shushu was here, he might drool, or he might take out a pen and paper to draw this scene.

He had an idea, if this moment could last forever, it would be great.

But just after he had this idea, the woman's jade hand moved and actually folded the flower.

Zhang Xiaofan's beautiful fantasies were shattered in an instant, somehow hatred arose in his heart, he stared at the woman, and said angrily: "That flower bloomed well, why did you break it down?"

The girl looked at the speaker full of surprise, and said lightly: "I picked this flower, and it is the blessing of this flower. I..."

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"This scene is really exciting, but unfortunately, I can't applaud." Ye Chao looked at the garden and sighed secretly.

If you can't applaud to vent some emotions in your heart, then naturally you can only drink. If one sip is not enough, then take another sip.

After drinking five sips of fine wine in a row, he grabbed a large handful of peanuts and threw them into his mouth, thinking that Xiaofan's sentence "flowers" would also cry, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

But not long after he laughed, his nose wrinkled unnaturally.

There can only be wine and flower scents here, and absolutely no other scents.

Thinking of this, his back felt a chill, but based on the instinct he cultivated in the ancestor's ancestral hall, he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and instantly pulled out the Broken Jade Sword at his waist and stabbed behind him.

The Broken Jade Sword failed, he turned his head in an instant, and saw a purple figure.

It's that person!

Sometimes, the known is more terrifying than the unknown, just like the current Ye Chao, he knows that this person is Suzaku, the holy envoy of the Demon Cult, and knows that she is a master comparable to the leader of Qingyunmen. Killing oneself is as simple as a butcher slaughtering a sheep.

So he felt a fear that he had never felt before, so his hand holding the sword was shaking uncontrollably.

However, Ye Chao has never been a person who dared not draw a sword because of fear.

"Actually, you don't have to do this. If I wanted to kill you, you would have died just now." The woman in purple said lightly.

"What you said seems to make sense." After speaking, he sat back on the roof and started drinking.

"You know me?"

Of course I know that you are Suzaku, the Holy Envoy of the Devil's Cult, and now the powerful subordinate of the Suzerain of the Ghost King Sect. Of course, you must not say these things.

"I don't know, but I know that if you can appear behind me without me noticing, then your realm should be very high."

The woman nodded, imitated him and sat aside, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Ye Chao pointed to the wine jar next to him, and said, "Of course I drink secretly. You don't know how painful it is for an alcoholic not to be able to drink all the time."

Perhaps the woman in purple didn't know that she, who was always indifferent on weekdays, talked so much after seeing this young man.

"Most alcoholics in the world are miserable people. At your age, you should not encounter any distressing things that make you an alcoholic."

Ye Chao took a sip of the wine, shook his head, didn't say anything, just wiped the mouth of the wine jar with his cuff and handed it to the woman, "Drink?"

The woman shook her head and said: "Just now you were afraid that I would die, but now you are giving me wine. You are very interesting."

"Alcohol is the most beautiful thing in the world, and I am naturally generous and like to share this beautiful thing with others. Besides, how boring is it to drink alone?"

"But the problem is that you don't know who I am. If I'm a monster from the Demon Cult, your behavior just now violated the rules of your Qingyun sect."

"Why are you so careful to find a drinking partner? Are you drinking or not?"

The woman in purple looked at him, as if she wanted to see him through, but Ye Chao didn't have any other expressions on his face at this time, only a serious face.

She picked up the wine jar and took a sip, then imitated Ye Chao's way before, wiped the mouth of the wine jar and put the wine jar aside.

"Don't hold back, cough if you want, I won't laugh at you."

The woman stared at him fiercely, then coughed softly.

After a long time, the woman's cough disappeared, and she looked at Ye Chao's white clothes and the familiar bright moon, a flash of reminiscence flashed in her eyes.

"Thank you." After speaking, her figure disappeared into the night on the roof with the evening breeze.

Ye Chao drank the last sip of wine, shook his head, and accurately placed the wine jar on the street. He heard the sound of pottery shattering clearly, and then returned to the house with a satisfied smile.

(End of this chapter)