Chapter 18 Picking Lotus

Yang Huanyu's face suddenly changed, but she smiled: "I, it's not that I haven't slept, but... I haven't fallen asleep until now, because I'm too full and may have to wait for a while to fall asleep." When speaking, the previous choked tone was gone, and people couldn't help sighing how quickly the girl's mood changed.

After this emotional evolution, Yan Ji couldn't figure out what she wanted to do. She asked her, "Do you mean... don't sleep now?"

Yang Huanyu smiled and nodded and said, "Yes! I'm not going to sleep. I have a lot to say to my brother. Now I want to talk to him.

Yan Ji listened to her words and gradually fell into deep thinking, and there was a trace of panic on his face, as if he was thinking about how to end what he had done tonight.

After being silent for a long time, he woke up and said lightly to Yang Huanyu, "Since you are not sleeping, I will take you to Hengshan. I hope to find your parents."

Yang Huanyu secretly looked at Yan Ji, frowned and thought for a moment, then pouted and said to Yan Ji, "Well, I'll go with you."

Yan Ji nodded slightly, and the sword formula in his hand had been held, but at this time, he suddenly remembered something and stopped asking Yang Huanyu, "When I saw you a year ago, you didn't seem to know magic yet. You would be scared to see blood. But now you are different, aren't you? You can save me from the bloody battlefield, and you can sneak into the rigorously guarded Temple to find me. Presumably, the Taoism must be very deep, right?

"This..." Yang Huanyu lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, and finally admitted: "Yes, didn't I say it was good to protect my brother before? That night, I saw those people beat you and wanted to kill you, so I... From then on, I began to ask my mother to teach me magic. After I learned it, I came out with my father and mother.

In Yan Ji's impression, as long as the girl sees those boring writing formulas, she can't help but want to sleep, which is the most effective lullaby for her. And she also has dizziness, and she is extremely afraid of blood, and even faints when she sees blood.

But now she has changed.

Of course, Yan Ji knew that a weak little girl made these changes for him.

Yan Ji recalled Yang Huanyu's previous personality and was stunned there for a long time before recovering and whispered to Yang Huanyu, "Why are you so kind to me and don't hate me at all? Don't you understand something? Didn't anyone tell you who I am?"

The voice of speech, with a little trembling and choking.

Yang Huanyu bit his lip and seemed to find it difficult to talk about this topic. He avoided talking about these topics and reluctantly smiled. He came forward and took Yan Ji's arm and said, "Brother, shall we not talk about these things? There is nothing to say about these things. Aren't you going to take me to my parents? Let's go!"

Yan Ji hesitated for a moment and finally decided not to say these things. He nodded to her and said, "Then I'll take you there now. There should be no problem for you to fly against the wind, right? What magic weapon is used?

At this time, Yang Huanyu had already stood behind Yan Ji, holding his hands tightly around Yan Ji's waist and said, "I dare not fly against the wind. I'm afraid of flying high. I forget the sacrificial formula when flying. I guess I will fall down and die. Brother, take me to fly!"

Yan Ji was hugged by this beautiful girl like this. She always felt uncomfortable and struggled twice and said, "You are a girl, you can't have such close contact with strange men casually."

Yang Huanyu still didn't let go of his waist and said disapprovingly, "I know! But brother, you are not a stranger, why can't you?"

Yan Ji sighed softly and seemed to feel that it was useless to talk to her, so she stopped talking more. The magic formula in her hand suddenly rose, and a green light flashed at their feet, carrying them to the sky and flying towards the peaks of Hengshan.

When the rainbow fairy sword carried the two people to the sky, Yang Huanyu felt the gust of wind and brushed his ears head-on. The valley under his feet seemed to sink down and kept getting smaller. She was like the first sword flight, looking down with strange eyes.

As the speed of the flying sword accelerated, Yang Huanyu's movements contracted a little, and his arms around Yan Ji's waist became tighter, for fear that if he didn't grasp it, he would throw it down from mid-air.

Yan Ji was hugged tighter and tighter by the woman behind him, showing a little uncomfortable and almost breathless. In desperation, he had no choice but to turn around and look back. He saw that the beautiful girl was standing behind him at this moment. Obviously, she had not flown at such a fast speed and was timid and scared.

Her eyes were slightly closed and looked very quiet. Her shirts were hunting and flying, like fairies in the wind. Several strands of hair were brushing back and forth beside her white face, and a faint fragrance drifted away in the wind.

At this time, Yang Huanyu suddenly opened her eyes for some reason. What came into her eyes was a beautiful face, staring at her deeply. Somehow, her round face suddenly turned red, and she looked at Yan Ji with big watery eyes, but she dared not look any more, and slowly lowered her head.

Yan Ji wanted to remind her to loose her, but when she lowered her head and looked shy, she thought that she had used the wrong look and turned her mind, but did not open her mouth, but lowered the speed of the flying sword a little so that she could put away her nervousness and relax her.

After that, Yang Huanyu's strength around Yan Ji's waist was indeed much smaller, so that Yan Ji could finally catch his breath. In this way, the two flew for a while. Suddenly, Yang Huanyu put her two hands around Yan Ji's waist and withdrew one. A moment later, when her hand went deeper, there was an additional picture in her hand.

Yang Huanyu slowly let go of his other hand, stood carefully on the flying sword, opened the scroll with two hands, presented the scroll to Yan Ji, and said, "Brother, look at this painting."

Yan Ji took a look and found that the painting in Yang Huanyu's hand was the painting "Girl Picking Lotus Picture" for Yang Huanyu when he was at Yinglong Villa. However, the original painting has been slightly modified. In the original painting, there is only one girl Yang Huanyu sitting in the bow of the boat in the boat rippling in the lotus pond, but now there is a young man in white who is stroking the piano in the stern of the boat.

Yan Ji looked at it for a while and asked, "How has this painting changed?"

Yang Huanyu smiled. It seems that she had planned to talk about this question: "The person who stroked the piano in the stern is your brother! That's what I drew. It's not good for me to be the only one on the boat. It's better to be with you!" With that, there was another burst of joy and asked, "Can I paint well?"

Yan Ji was stunned for a moment, looked at her incredulously, and said, "Have you... learned to draw?"

Yang Huanyu nodded proudly and smiled, "Yes, when I saw this painting later, I thought how good it would be if my brother was also painting, so I learned to draw and drew my brother."

Yan Ji looked at the painting, and an inexplicable emotion flashed between her eyebrows, which may be a feeling! As if looking at the picture scroll. However, just as Yan Ji fell into deep thought, the scroll suddenly disappeared from Yan Ji's eyes, and then came a woman's scream. To be precise, it should be Yang Huanyu who accidentally fell off the flying sword.

Yan Ji immediately came to his senses, quickly adjusted the direction of the flying sword, and chased in the direction of Yang Huanyu's fall. Qingmang turned down quickly and quickly caught up with Yang Huanyu in a blink of an eye. Yan Ji quickly stretched out his hand, put his arms around Yang Huanyu's slender waist with one hand, and put her on the flying sword.

At this moment, although Yang Huanyu was safe, she was still shocked. She stared at her round eyes, patted her chest and gasped low, and her chest went down regularly.

Yan Ji glanced at her and looked helpless. Then she carefully controlled the flying sword and reminded her, "Can you calm down? Did you fly so fast and show me the painting?

"Painting!" Yang Huanyu shouted and stretched out his hands to see, but it was empty. He shouted, "Where's the painting?"

Inadvertently, she loosened her hands again and forgot to put her arms around Yan Ji's waist. If Yan Ji hadn't held her arm in time, she would have fallen down.

Yan Ji frowned and said, "How do I know where the painting is? Haven't you been holding it in your hand?"

"Ah!" Yang Huanyu shouted again and looked like he suddenly woke up: "That painting fell down..."

When she remembered that the painting was the most precious thing for her, she couldn't give it up. At that time, she was so anxious that she almost said to herself in a crying voice, "What should I do? The painting was lost..." Then he thought of Yan Ji, so he clutched Yan Ji's arm tightly and shook it and begged, "Brother, go down quickly and find that painting."

Yan Ji looked at her firm expression and knew that she could not resist her. She sighed and put away the formula and landed on the ground.

Yang Huanyu looked down hopefully, thinking that she would definitely find the painting. But when the two fell to the ground, they were dumbfounded, because there was a pool below. I'm afraid that the painting had fallen into the water and the ink was washed away by the water.

Seeing this, Yang Huanyu was so angry that she was about to cry. She looked at the pool and stamped her feet a few times and said angrily, "It's really annoying. I fell into the water and had to go into the water to fish!" After saying that, she had taken off a boot and really planned to go into the water.

Yan Ji stopped her in time and persuaded her, "Forget it, it has fallen into the water. It may have been damaged by blisters. Even if you fished it up, it's useless."

Yang Huanyu took a look at Yan Ji, as if she suddenly thought of a life-saving method. She grabbed his arm and shouted with joy, "Bright, brother, don't you know how to draw? Just draw another one for me! How can I forget this?"

There was a burst of confusion in Yan Ji's mind and sighed, "Didn't you know how to draw yourself?"

Yang Huanyu shook her head and said, "No, that's different, because that's what you gave me, and what I drew myself is not what you gave me..."

Before she finished her words, Xiu's eyebrows suddenly frowned a few times, Yu's hands covered her abdomen, and her face twitched a few times, as if she was suffering again.

Yan Ji was scared by her. Looking at her expression, she also looked very nervous and said anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"