A year ago, Tutu slipped out of the floating mountain because of a quarrel with his biological mother.

It's fed up with that mother-in-law's rabbit!

It begins to fantasize about a better life in the future with passion.

But it is still very difficult for a rabbit demon with a cultivation base of Jindan stage to venture into the vast East Divine Continent alone.

It was chased everywhere by tigers, shivered by the great power of black bears, and fought with wild spirits for a day and a night.

What scares Tutu the most is hunger.

When it was in the top of the fog, it would eat it as much as it wanted, but after leaving the top of the fog, it had to make repeated dangers to get enough spirit grass, and finally fell into the hands of a bad woman.

"Master?"

Tutu snorted, indicating that Bai Lian was right.

Because of stealing the spirit grass that An Lan liked, it was severely repaired by An Lan.

My head was about to be ripped off!

Fortunately, An Lan recognized its apology, otherwise Bai Lian would be a bald bunny when he saw it.

After that, because of starvation and exhaustion, Tutu has been following An Lan.

It didn't expect An Lan to give it food, it felt that An Lan was very powerful, and there would be no demons coming to trouble it with it.

An Lan acquiesced to this behavior.

So much so that after Tutu ran to the medicine garden to steal her food, she also turned a blind eye.

Bai Lian could probably guess what An Lan was thinking.

There are only two people in Qiongmingfeng. There is so much grass growing in the medicine garden. It's useless. This rabbit likes to eat it, let him eat it.

【The fate comes like this】

If An Lan had been more vicious at the time, and instead slapped him, Tutu would have been exposed to the wilderness long ago.

Bai Lian recalled the scene when he first caught Tutu.

She can now understand why the reward for mission 1 [The Iron Fist of Justice Hits the Rabbit's Head] is a high-grade spiritual weapon.

This punch seems to be light, but it shakes the entire top of the flying fog!

When Tutu's biological mother comes to the door, she won't be able to see what a real iron fist is.

Don't say anything about high-quality spiritual tools, even the best-quality spiritual tools can't stop the full-strength attack of a fluctuating rabbit at the peak of the integration stage.

Unless she has been hiding in the Duxianmen, how could she know that Tutu's background is so big at that time?

Sudden death is very likely.

Tutu also mentioned that the reason why he wanted to go back this time was because his mother was injured.

Even if it still has resentment in its heart, it must go back and have a look.

"Haw (I'll be back

Can you really come back?

Bai Lian lowered his head.

Tutu's mother must be very angry, and she may be locked up when she returns.

"Let's go after the Spring Festival."

After a long silence, Bai Lian spoke up.

The twelfth lunar month is coming to an end, and the Spring Festival is not far away.

The two flowers wanted to refuse, but after seeing the reluctance in Bai Lian's eyes, they finally agreed.

They have been out for a long time, even if it is half a month later, there will be no big problem.

So things settled down.

For most immortal cultivators, parting from life and death is a home-cooked meal, so they don't value the Spring Festival, but Bai Lian prepares grandly every year.

In the fourth year of coming to this world, she is finally no longer alone in recalling her past life.

After writing the couplet, Bai Lian took out Yan Yue's diary.

In the process of rescuing the two flowers, she only did a little bit of trivial work, the real ancestor of the blood tree.

"Ancestor, do you drink nectar?"

The words appeared on the paper: "Don't drink."

Pity.

Bai Lian told about the flower demon.

The old ancestor replied: "Since they gave it to you on their own initiative, you should keep it. This is the intention."

"…"

Otherwise, if there is an old man in the family, what if there is a treasure?

No one would have thought that Qiong Mingfeng and Zhu Yanfeng would be added together, and the most reliable one would actually be a big Zu'an tree!

After dark.

Bai Lian took out the already cold nectar.

A full cup made her add 13 points of hard work, 16 points of soft work and 7 points of light work.

But she was not happy, even though this cup of nectar tasted good.

The nectar hurts the throat.

ton ton ton—

This past year should be a false pretense of good times and good times.

Bai Lian stood by the window, resting his chin on his hands.

Tonight, the clouds are overcast, and the moon cannot be seen.

But at this time, the same bright and white figure caught her attention.

"Bunny!"

Tutu was standing on the branch of the crooked-neck tree that An Lan had tortured several times.

Bai Lian rolled out the window.

Tutu, who heard the footsteps, turned his head and rushed towards her happily.

Bai Lian caught it steadily.

She couldn't understand Tutu's chirping anyway, so she hugged Tutu and sat down on the edge of the cliff, then unconsciously rubbed Tutu's ears.

"Haw..."

What caught Bai Lian's eyes was the endless wasteland under the dark night.

From this position, you can't see the deep ditch that Tutu scraped with the storm.

Bai Lian was a little emotional.

Although she no longer needs Tutu to help her fight, but without Tutu, it will be several times more difficult for her to get through the "weak period" when she just regained her memory.

Moreover, she had long ago selected Tutu to manage the Qiongming Peak Medicine Garden. Now that the new Lingtian is ready, the administrator has to run away.

What is this called?

Qingluan, who likes to water flowers and chop firewood, is gone. It seems that she will have to take care of this medicine garden herself in the future.

Bai Lian looked down at Tutu, who squinted slightly.

She suddenly had an impulse.

she thinks…

"Bunny."

The mission popped up silently.

[Task 1: Send the Jade Rabbit back to the top of Feiwu. (Completion reward: top-grade magic weapon swept the leaves by the autumn wind)]

[Mission 2: "Nothing." (Completion reward: Symbol +1)]

Since it is dangerous, she should **** Tutu back to the top of Feiwu!

With her current strength, it is not particularly difficult to cope with the task of high-grade magic weapon.

Bai Lian said, "I'll take you back to the top of the fog."

"Huh?"

Tutu's eyes became round.

"That's it!"

Bai Lian made the final decision.

But before that, she has to spend the Spring Festival well.

Post couplets, clean up, have a New Year's Eve dinner, and go to the town at the foot of the mountain to hang out.

These are routine items.

…

The distant Dajiang canyon area.

An Lan stared blankly at the jade slip in the palm of her hand.

Spring Festival?

She just had a long holiday.

Only when I first entered Duxianmen, I was taken by that titular master a few times.

"I always like to get people together to do something, but in the end, it's not a waste of trouble."

After a sigh.

An Lan finally sent out the blessings that she had already written through the message jade slip. The time has come, and it will be too late to delay it.

In previous years, when Bai Lian fell asleep while guarding a table of dishes, she was standing outside.

What would happen if we leaned in at that time?

The troubles will definitely not be more than now.

So, the phrase "I'll be back as soon as possible" was attached to the end of the blessing, and crossed the mountains and came to Bai Lian's side.

Chapter 21 Let me tell you, Bai Lian is a piece of shit! 2.8k

Wushan Shrine is built in the Dajiang Canyon.

Compared with the other four members of the four major sects, Wushan Shrine, which is all female disciples, can be said to be the most low-key.

The disciples in the sect spend all the year in the wilderness, and are rarely born. They only show their edge in the ranking competition.

But if you dare to underestimate the Wushan Shrine because of this, you will definitely suffer a big downfall.

Over the years, I don't know how many arrogant people who wanted to gain prestige on the head of Wushan Shrine were cut off their little brothers by that wicked palace master.

this day.

The cold rain hits my face.

The lord of the Jingu Palace was playing chess with his eldest disciple in the pavilion.

The incense burner curled with purple smoke, and a spirit bird stopped on the fence to patiently pedicure itself.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly came in from outside.

"Not good, Palace Master!"

The palace lord put down a chess piece and said indifferently, "Could it be that another ignorant person came to challenge him?"