I Become A Peach Blossom Fairy
It's Just a Joke
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"You have a unique hair color, pink, very pretty like a flower color".
The white Taoist robed woman stretched out her hand, her beautiful and slender fingers took out a handful of silver hair Mei Hua flowing on her shoulders, she played it for a while, knitting, and twisting it, twisting it, after that he flicked his hand gently, until strands of hair scattered like a rain of flower petals.
Mei Hua took a breath, with all her might she tried to endure the tightness as her hair played out.
His memories suddenly spun and returned to the scene when the white-robed lady swung her red sword and slashed at the head of the Ghost Cultivator.
Red blood could be seen spilling everywhere, it flowed in the blade, dripping on the white snow, and splashing in the hands of the White Taoist-robed Cultivator.
Mei Hua, "........."
Fate was always unpredictable, he never expected that the hand that had just had an instant decapitation, was now fiddling with his hair and playing it softly, she said, it was as if I was admiring an amazing piece of art.
"Pink-silver color, what a rare color. It must be very beautiful if it was put on display.", The white Taoist robed cultivator muttered softly, his voice sounding fluctuating, like he was imagining something interesting.
Numbness.His scalp is numb.
Mei Hua grimaced, in a split second she felt her head would soon be beheaded by this White Taoist-robed Cultivator.
In the past Mei Hua had gotten used to seeing war atrocities and human cunning. However, the abnormality of this White Taoist robed woman, and her sharp and oppressive aura, had never met Mei Hua in her two lives.
Back a moment ago.
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"Wah~, here look crowded. You guys must be having fun".
The White Taoist-robed woman appeared without a word amidst a group of people discussing gender issues.
Xiao Chui and Mei Feng who had strong instincts and natural innate sensitivity, were shocked when they saw the appearance of the strange woman with a blood-soaked skirt.
Mei Hua was also startled, but only temporarily, she immediately regained control of her facial expression and fell silent watching the three Cultivators reunion action.
"Shifu, you're back~!".
"Shifu".
Fang Yuli and Liu Feng Jue greeted with enthusiasm the arrival of their Master. Like a moth, Fang Yuli directly threw her body into Shifunya's embrace, but was ruthlessly pulled back by Liu Feng Jue beside her.
"ah! ah!, second brother, let me go, let me hug Shifu, I miss him a lot, woo..."
"Shimei, don't bother Shifu. Shifu had just finished fighting and he had expended a lot of Spiritual Strength". The implication of Liu Feng Jue's words was that Shifu was tired, so don't bother him, and stay away.
"Forget Ah-Jue, if she wants Hanfu's favorite dirty with blood, she can hug me as she pleases".
"Wooo... don't want~".
Until this second Mei Hua only knew if the White-robed Cultivator Tao or Elder Lan, turned out to be the Master of Fang Yuli and Liu Feng Jue.
It was amazing, Mei Hua thought. Seeing the Legendary Master and Disciple scene from the Xianxia Novel was an unforgettable real experience. In her heart Mei Hua said, she should admire this scene well.
"Shifu, what about that Ghost Cultivator?". Liu Feng Jue asked, his sharp brows furrowing sharply.
"He's cleared up, we can immediately return to the Sect, the rest can be left to the people of the Chuhua Pavilion". Lan Mian said as he casually pointed out a piece of head that was poking out of his sub-space bag.
A human head with a pale face drenched in blood, who else if not the Ghost Cultivator, Xu Minghao?.
Fang Yuli played the hems of her clothes, hesitantly inquiring. ".... Emm, Shifu, then what about those war refugees?. They...they will not be made into a collision again, right?".
Seeing the doubt, fear, and slight hope that appeared in the plain eyes of his disciple, Lan Mian could not help but smile. "Don't worry, they are already safe this time, just trust the people from the Chuhua Pavilion, they will definitely handle it well".
"Yeah!". Hearing the definitive answer from his Shifu, Fang Yuli immediately cheered happily.
Liu Feng Jue did not say a word about the issue of war refugees. It was not that he did not care, he was simply not interested in meddling with things that were not part of his duty. Instead of caring about it, Liu Feng Jue was thinking about a single unresolved problem.
His sharp eyes glanced at the pink-haired young man who was busy calming down his two friends.
"Shifu, this third man's problem..."
"Ah-Jue, you can take them off, they are not enemies", Lan Mian's silver eyes fell on the small figure of Mei Feng who was in a cage, then shifted on Xiao Chui who was drooping weakly on the ground, and lastly her gaze her eyes stopped on Mei Hua.
"They are spirits, but not ordinary spirits. They were kind-hearted and innocent spirits who only wanted to defend their territory". When he said those words, Lan Mian's silver eyes collided with Zircon Mei Hua's blue eyes.
"Ah, so it is!. It was only fitting that Master Mei could survive in the Qiancheng Valley, it turned out that the reason was because of that!". Fang Yuli exclaimed, with sparkling eyes she looked at Mei Hua with a look of astonishment.
"So so", Liu Feng Jue said in a soft tone.
Xiao Chui who was released from the red rope immediately jumped into Mei Hua's embrace, and she shivered as she said, "Yes, geez. That man is very strange, very scary..."
"Little creature, it seems like I don't have a chance to take you home", On Shifunya's orders, Fang Yuli reluctantly opened the cage door for Mei Feng.
Mei Feng immediately exerted his blue affection and flew towards Mei Hua, with a natural move he drilled into Mei Hua's pink hair while saying angrily, "You take me home?, you take me home?, you dreamt of a rotten girl!".
Seeing her two friends back by her side, Mei Hua was finally able to fully sigh in relief. With a smile full of sincerity he said to Elder Lan.
"Thank you so much for trusting us and letting us go".
"It's nice to help with beautiful and rare beauty". Lan Mian said casually.
Feeling that everything was safe and in order, Mei Hua thought she could return to her bamboo house immediately. To be honest right now he misses his vegetable fields a lot, and misses little quiet but cute little villains.
"Then, we will soon---" said "Go" forced Mei Hua to swallow back, with wide rounded eyes Mei Hua watched the beautiful and graceful Elder Lan extend a hand to her.
Mei Hua, "...!!!". Eh, When!?, since when did this woman appear in front of me?, wasn't she from earlier on her student side!?.
"You have a unique hair color, pink, very pretty like a flower color".
When Lan Mian appeared suddenly in front of Mei Hua, both Xiao Chui who was hiding in Mei Hua's arms, and Mei Feng who was hiding in her hair, were welcomed, they quickly sensed the danger and immediately retreated as far as possible, leaving the dumbfounded Mei Hua on the spot.
In her heart, Mei Hua complained, "Xiao Chui!, Mei Feng!, you guys left me alone, you traitors! QAQS".
The pink-silver hair of Mei Hua was very long, when she was still in the form of a little Lolita her hair was already knee-length and almost reached the calves, she said, and now that she had grown up her hair was also growing longer than before, almost dragging on the ground as she walked.
There were times when Mei Hua wanted to cut her hair short. However, he immediately stopped right when he felt a pain like his scalp was being skinned alive. From that painful experience, Mei Hua knew that her pink hair turned out to be a "flower" for the Peach tree, as well as a proof of beauty and fertility, "flower" or "hair" it was also the source of his strength and the core of his life.
Cutting your hair is the same as cutting your life. After knowing all that Mei Hua could only resign, inevitably she had to get used to long hair while trying to learn some tricks to pigtail her hair with hairpins.
"Pink-silver color, what a rare color. It must be beautiful to display..."
When the strands of her hair were taken Mei Hua felt like the core of her life was about to be cut.
Numbness.His scalp is numb.
Mei Hua did not dare to move, she was afraid, afraid that if she dared to move the red sword blade would slash her head that very second.
"I actually hate to do such a disgusting thing, but unfortunately Shihong likes it so much, and I can't resist his hobby".
What?, what are you talking about?, why mention your sword name?.
"Whoever is slashed to death by it, wants him good or evil, beautiful or ugly, precious or worthless...."
"No matter who, all who die under the blade of Shihong's sword, his head must be taken to dedicate to him".
What?, chief?, wait, why must the head?.
"My Shihong, he is a magic sword that likes to collect the heads of the people he has killed".
"Especially.the kind of head belonging to a beauty who died beautifully under the mercy of her slash".
Mei Hua, "......"
Mei Hua, ".....!!!"
Really!, what kind of perverted hobby does your evil sword do!?. No, aren't you guys the Cultivators of the path of truth?, but why are you behaving more misguidedly than evil Cultivators!!??
"Shihong whispered to me, saying she likes your face and beauty".
Lan Mian put on a playful smile, her eyes wrinkled into the shape of a crescent moon, if there were no glint of cold light in her eyes, Mei Hua would have believed that she was a good person.
"...Shihong, want to collect your head".
It was like being given a crushing death by being bombed from the sky, Mei Hua was so shocked that she shouted.
"Apaa!!", Hearing her, Mei Hua's brain suddenly felt empty, her consciousness almost floated up, and her body felt like it was about to collapse that very second.
The pressure and aura the Cultivator emitted was too strong and too oppressive, it was truly terrifying. This sort of repression almost overwhelmed Mei Hua and she almost wanted to touch the tattoo of the Peach Flower on her forehead to escape reality by entering the Spiritual Space.
"Ahaha, I'm lying, it's just kidding".
".........."
"No offense, little spirit..."
No, I'm not offended. I just wanted to faint....
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