What To Do If The Heroine Ran Out Of The Book?

What To Do If The Heroine Ran Out Of The Book? Chapter 292

2022-03-22

Chapter 292 Spring at Cloudridge Mountain

The winter plums and the snow are all over, and the spring breeze and the willows return.

Unconsciously more than ten days passed, Xuanji stepped on the stream, humming songs all the way up the mountain. The snow has gradually melted, the plum blossoms are flowing with the water, the jasmine flowers on the roadside have opened their buds, and the fresh spring breeze brings the flute on the top of the mountain, which is long and pleasant.

As if the flute urges the flowers to bloom.

Little Martial Ancestor is playing the flute again.

The immortal flute sounds and the mood is lofty, but when Xuanji hears it, she wants to laugh. She could even guess what little Martial Ancestor was doing at the moment. She was definitely not pretending to be a literary fairy, but was being forced by the Sect Master to practice the flute pitifully.

Where is Xianshan? It is Xianshan when little Martial Ancestor is not there. As soon as he is there, the mountain has a human flavor. Either he is held by the Sect Master to practice swords, or he is scolded by the Sect Master. What kind of dog things are you blowing, covered head and sneaked away like a rat.

The fairy smell is gone.

Little Martial Ancestor is scolded every day, but he still laughs every day. Sect Master's face is like melting snow. Day after day, he smiles more and more, and the scolding sometimes listens. I don't know if it's anger or what... Xuanji occasionally thinks the word "coquette" in her heart, and she trembles in fright, not daring to think about it.

However, there may be very few opportunities to come to the main peak in the future, and I can't see Sect Master and little Martial Ancestor arguing. Xuanji is here to say goodbye today.

She has unconsciously advanced to the Golden Core, and is considered a very powerful and powerful person in the world, so there is no reason for her to do chores. It is said in the sect that apart from the unfathomable little Martial Ancestor and the genius Chu Tiange, she seems to be one of the fastest Golden Cores.

This is the terrace near the water. It is often mentioned on the side of Sect Master that it is chores, but it is actually no different from Disciple, of course, it has more advantages than others. But in the past, there were many other Disciples who worked in the main peak, and no one was as fast as her.

Indicating that Xuanji is the most talented?

No, Xuanji knows it, in fact, this is near the water tower, and the one near is little Martial Ancestor.

Every time I watch what he does, it always makes people understand, whether it is practicing swordsmanship, playing the flute, or even watching him laughing while holding a book with a colored cover. It all makes people feel that this smile has something mysterious like Heavenly Dao.

Then it breaks.

In fact, little Martial Ancestor doesn't have Golden Core yet, right? too weird.

Walking up to the top of the mountain, I saw little Martial Ancestor standing on the edge of the cliff and playing the flute. The Sect Master is standing at the stone table in the adjacent pavilion and painting.

It's not those weird villains anymore, it's spread out landscapes.

It shows little Martial Ancestor playing the flute.

people in the painting Jade flute gown, just want to ride the wind back home.

Xuanji took a look with her head probe, didn't look much, and said in a low voice: "Sect Master..."

I didn't dare to speak aloud, for fear of the sound of the jade flute.

Qiu Wuji faintly said: "Golden Core?"

"Yes..." Xuanji sniffed, choked unconsciously: "Disciple, Disciple is here to say goodbye. The House of Internal Affairs will continue to choose an excellent Disciple to serve the Sect Master..."

Qiu Wuji laughed dumbly: "Golden Core is so powerful, why are you crying? What a baby."

Xuanji sobbed: "I can't bear to part with Sect Master...and I can't bear to bear little Martial Ancestor."

Qiu Wuji secretly said that in fact, I'm also quite reluctant to part with you. You are here, and we still have a bit of a sneaky love affair, so that fellow Don't dare to be too impudent, you run away, that guy doesn't know how much it will swell...

Well, it's okay to change someone to make the lightbulb... But the little girl is very strict, here we are There are often some unpredictable actions, most of which she sees in her eyes, and there have been no rumors outside for so long. I don't know if someone else is so honest and obedient...

Just thinking about it, over there Chu Ge, who was forced to practice the flute, finally found the opportunity to stop playing the flute and interjected: "Is there a mission to be done when I reach the Golden Core?"

Xuanji hurriedly said: "Is there an assignment or is it an expatriate mission? There are positions within the family, and the elders have not decided yet."

Qiu Wuji glared at Chu Ge and asked kindly, "Which category do you want?"

" Disciple doesn't know. Disciple and Disciple actually want to serve Sect Master."

"...The mouth is not right."

"Really, if you tell a lie, your mouth will be rotten!"

Qiu Wuji thought for a while: "I'm afraid there will be a big War General coming soon, which will be very different from the previous situation of exorcism or experience, and the danger will be multiplied. It’s better to shrink back to the mountain, let alone send out at this time, you should still be a job in the door...”

The Cloudridge Sect is huge, and there are a lot of various jobs in the door. , There are also many foreign resident industries, so fat and oily, Qiu Wuji can be called one of the biggest rich women in this world. It's just that she has the idea of purifying cultivation, and she doesn't seem to be a wealthy woman on the face... Well, in fact, it can be seen that there is a whole mountain range on the face...

Basically, I want to give The little girl has more money and less money. She thought that the little girl would be very happy, but Xuanji murmured for a long time, but she said: "Can Disciple continue to be here..."

Qiu Wuji blinked his eyes and secretly said that if you like your little Martial Ancestor, don't say whether to keep it or not, I have to leave you first...

But Xuanji said sorry: "I know a little bit. Overpass, but Sect Master, I am also a cultivation...here, this is actually the best cultivation place..."

Qiu Wuji's eyes became a little wandering. So the little girl is a cultivator who is devoted to the Tao, but I am a mortal person who is chaotic, right?

Seeing Qiu Wuji's strange look, Xuanji summoned up her courage: "Sect Master, I won't talk nonsense!"

"sou!" In a cross-sitting position, he was thrown out of the mountain.

Chu Ge: "..."

Qiu Wuji gritted his teeth with flushed face: "It's all you!"

"I didn't say anything... ..." Chu Ge laughed: "Anyway, let's just keep her here, and get used to it. It's really a lot of problems to change to a new person... Hey, talk well, don't be blind."

Qiu Wuji pouted He pouted: "Who ate your dry vinegar...and got a vaccination..."

Chu Ge squinted at her and said nothing.

Qiu Wuji was very shameless, and said with a blank face: "Is this Eminence someone who eats dry vinegar? Why are there so many problems when changing to a newcomer? Is this Eminence still afraid of being told that he is innocent?"

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Chu Ge whispered: "Stop pretending, even if it's Xuanji, we have to hide in front of her. For someone else, even if the act of hiding is itself...or you simply don't want anyone, if you have to. It's better to keep acquaintances..."

Don't talk about hiding, just look at the daily life, how can it be like a Master and a discipline, just this picture of Chu Ge playing flute that she has drawn, others are dissatisfied with it Strange belly murmur. Qiu Wuji sniffed, forced to admit that he had now been reduced to the fact that he needed an acquaintance to look out for the wind to maintain the majesty of the Principal...

"Xuanji!"

Xuanji "sou" from outside the mountain Flying back, cautiously looking at Sect Master's expression.

"You'll be waiting for me in the future... Spring is here, take care of the flowers, there are quite a few alien species here, I don't feel relieved to leave it to the newcomer."

Xuanji was overjoyed: "Yes! Sect Master! Disciple must take good care of it!"

"Okay, go, don't harass me to paint." Qiu Wuji waved his hand reluctantly.

Xuanji ran away happily.

Qiu Wuji looked at the little girl's joyful back. In fact, he was in a good mood, but he could only sigh: "It's all you, ruining my reputation... How can I meet people in the future..."

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Chu Ge stubbornly clear as a flame to her little mouth, and didn't reply to this, just leaned forward with a smile and looked down at the painting.

It's a bit surprising at first glance.

This azure robe long gown, with a jade flute blowing horizontally, and her hair lightly tied, is really handsome. No matter how beautiful the short-haired hanfu in the world is, it will not have this kind of flavor.

Especially the immortal mountain in the background, the clouds and mist are kind, but not deep, and a corner of the eaves can be vaguely seen behind, hiding the hazy stamens.

Saying this is an immortal image is absolutely fine.

Is this me?

Chu Ge was a little dazed for a while, turned his head to look at Qiu Wuji, and Qiu Wuji's eyes were a little nostalgic.

What did you say when you first took a photo in a photo studio?

That kind of curtain immortal mountain is fake.

When will it be possible to take pictures in Cloudridge Mountain, it is true.

Suddenly looking back, it was a long time ago... It seems that I can't remember what I was feeling at that time.

"We got it." Chu Ge whispered.

He didn't say a word about the topic, but Qiu Wuji had a deep understanding of what he said and what he thought must be the same thing.

Her cheeks also turned a little crimson, and she made a lightly "um".

Chu Ge held her hand lightly and whispered: "I write you, you draw me, each is the protagonist of the other side's pen, is it even equal?"

Qiu Wuji was stunned, thinking that the idea was Interesting, lightly said with a smile: "Wait until I can manipulate you."

Chu Ge said with a shy face: "You can manipulate me now, Let me practice my sword and practice my sword, and let me play my flute."

"Is that the same... When you manipulate me..." Qiu Wuji blurted out what he wanted to respond to, and the words came to his lips. But he felt a little yellow, so he changed his words: "Have you practiced swords today? Keep practicing! The cultivation is not as good as Xuanji, it's shameful."

Chu Ge smiled and said nothing.

Qiu Wuji's face turned red, and in a panic, he packed up the pen and paper on the table, left the pavilion, and ran back to the wood house.

Ignore him.

Arriving inside the house, the spring breeze blows, and the pages of the books on the table are rustled. Qiu Wuji looked over and saw the illustrations in the book at a glance, which was truly embarrassing.

Qiu Wuji angrily grabbed the paperweight and pressed it on the page.

What a broken book.

What a blast.

Blowing is annoying.

Spring is here...

Qiu Wuji turned to look at his tent, the spring breeze blew and swayed.

Chunfeng doesn't know each other, what is going on in Luowei?

(end of this chapter)