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For the people in City r, that February 3rd was undoubtedly an unforgettable day, and it was engraved in their lives. They first experienced a sudden earthquake, then a tornado, a typhoon. In this many natural disasters, they also really experienced what is called the fairy family method. Whether it's the plants covering the whole city, or the eye of the typhoon that suddenly disappeared before reaching it
Of course, what impressed everyone the most was the huge tree that had never been seen before. The tree appeared suddenly and disappeared suddenly. If not many people took a glimpse of it, they would even think that everyone was dreaming.
Build wood. The word entered the public eye and sparked a frenzy of discussion.
As for the building tree transformed by Yang San, it was finally transferred to Jiuwei Mountain by Xu Chunshen. Not only Jiuwei Mountain, but also several nearby mountains have all become under the name of Yang San.
If Yang San wakes up and realizes that he has gained a lot of land without spending a single penny, he may happily hold a housewarming banquet and take the opportunity to collect more gifts.
Just imagining that scene, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly as if he had his own consciousness. The girl in my memory has bright eyes, clear voice, and eyes that remain pure and passionate.
Everyone thinks that Yang San has become Jianmu, just like Hongjun and Tiandao back then.
Xu Chunshen, the god most likely to be decadent in the eyes of the Three Realms, behaved unexpectedly calm. Not only did he take Jianmu away, but he also moved his residence to Jiuwei Mountain, where he lived in seclusion.
When he was under the huge building tree, he seemed to be surrounded by the breath of a girl.
He had a faint intuition that Yang San would wake up. She likes to scare people the most, maybe one morning, she will appear behind him, suddenly frighten him, and then look at his frightened appearance, with great joy, and take a few photos by the way, pretending to be his black history.
He looked up at the tree next to Jianmu, which was still unclear whether it was ginseng fruit or flat peach. Since Jianmu was moved here, the tree has grown rapidly, and flowers have already bloomed¡ªperhaps because the aura around Jianmu is the strongest. One of them is larger than the others around it, and its petals come in three colors - black, white and pink. As for the other petals, they look like pure peach blossoms and ginseng fruit flowers.
Even Emperor Qing still didn't understand the reason. Among the Three Realms, there is only such a wonderful fruit tree. The only thing he can be sure of is that the fruit tree is likely to be able to produce both flat peaches and ginseng fruits by then.
If Yang San knew about this, he would die of happiness. Both are her favourites. He didn't ask Zhen Yuanzi about it. Zhen Yuanzi has aged a lot since he saw Jianmu, so he returned to Wuzhuang Temple and stayed behind closed doors.
Some wounds can only be healed with time.
His eyes fell on the fruit tree, and his expression unconsciously carried a touch of sadness.
He has an extra flute for his bony fingers. The melodious sound of the flute surrounds the mountain stream, like the breeze on the lakeside in spring, washing away the mundane dust in the soul.
The petals of the tricolor flowers on the fruit tree are closed, as if a person is sleeping.
After the song was over, Xu Chunshen opened his fingers, and used his blood to irrigate the fruit trees and construction trees like countless days and nights in the past.
After the fruit tree drank his blood, it couldn't wait to stretch out its roots and suck the blood from the ground in front of Jianmu. This domineering temperament is indeed somewhat familiar.
Qingdi couldn't help but fell silent until a phone call broke the silence at this moment.
He looked at the screen - it was his manager He Yifan calling. No, now it can only be said to be the former agent.
After Yang Sancheng built a tree, Xu Chunshen announced his retirement from the entertainment circle. Retiring at the age when he was popular, coupled with his influence, this matter did not come down on the hot search for several days at that time, and various speculations were flying everywhere. Some said that he was going home to get married, and some said that he entered the entertainment industry just for fun, and now he wants to go back to his hometown to inherit the family business. Only a few people know the real reason. It took the fans a lot of time to accept this fact, and this cannot be separated from He Yifan's management.
Xu Chunshen answered the phone, He Yifan this time to tell him the news of his marriage. He originally had a girlfriend who was in a good relationship, who was an outsider, and this year he fixed the date of marriage. His wedding was on October 4th, and not many people were invited, only a few close ones.
He Yifan called for this purpose. He knew about Yang San, so he didn't intend to invite Xu Chunshen to be his best man, fearing that he would be emotionally affected by the situation, so he just asked him if he wanted to come.
Xu Chunshen had a good relationship with him, so he agreed. Because he had hope in his heart, he was actually not as fragile as other people imagined.
&nbJianmu couldn't bear it anymore.
He is going to move the fruit tree to another hill.
The fruit seemed to sense something, and the root system wanted to entangle Jianmu.
The corner of Xu Chunshen's mouth twitched fiercely, his elegant temperament disappeared.
With a touch of his hand, the fruit tree will leave here.
Suddenly a familiar voice came into my ears, with a bit of grievance.
"Big trotter! Sure enough, in your heart, Jianmu is more important than me!"
"What's wrong with me eating myself!"
That lingering voice made his body freeze immediately. His gaze subconsciously landed on the fruit tree, to be precise, it was the tricolor flower that kept shaking to show his presence.
Xu Chunshen previously guessed that Yang San was likely to be born again, but he didn't expect that it would not be from a building tree, but from a fruit tree. After thinking about it for a moment, he understood the reason.
The fruit tree was watered with his and Yang San's blood. That's why Yang San pinned his soul on it to be reborn.
"It's right in the book, a man really forgets his old love when he has a new love! So many delicious things, you gave them to Jianmu! Don't leave some for me! How angry!"
Xu Chunshen let her complain with a good temper, never taking his eyes off the flower, and immediately asked: "How long have you been awake?"
Yang Sandao: "It hasn't been long. In fact, I wanted to tell you at the beginning, but you played that flute and it made me sleepy."
Xu Chunshen: "" So it was his fault?
The corners of his mouth curled up, his body floated in mid-air, and he placed a light kiss on the flower.
"Welcome back."
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