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Chapter 117: Three Lives and Three Worlds Peach Blossoms 3

This is the peach forest that Mo Yuan specially prepared for her. Every peach tree represents his care and protection for her, and every fallen petal tells of his unspoken love.

"This...this is all for me?" Chu Hua's voice trembled a little, and tears of emotion welled up in her eyes.

"Well, from now on, this is your place. You can come here anytime, whether you are happy or sad." Mo Yuan's voice was soft and his eyes were deep. He looked into her eyes, as if he wanted to treasure her joy and tears.

In fact, it was the Ten Mile Peach Forest where he took her to Zhe Yan that year. The little fox deliberately angered him and said that she liked peach blossoms and would not go back to Kunlun Ruins with him. It took him hundreds of years to grow these hundred-mile peach trees.

Chu Huan slowly walked into the peach forest, gently touching each peach blossom. She turned her head and looked at Mo Yuan, her eyes full of unspoken words.

In these short few hundred years, he not only taught her magic, but also gave her a warm sense of belonging like home.

"Mo Yuan, you're so nice." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, but every word was full of weight.

Mo Yuan smiled gently, and suddenly a peach blossom appeared in his hand. The flowers on it were pink and tender, as if they had absorbed the tenderness between heaven and earth.

He raised his hand and carefully pinned the peach blossom into Chu Huan's hair.

"Do you like it?" Mo Yuan asked gently, his eyes full of anticipation.

Chu Huan smiled slightly and gently touched the peach blossoms in her hair, with a warm current of happiness surging in her heart.

She nodded slowly and said, "I like it."

"I have another gift for you!"

Chu Hua was very surprised. Is there anything else?

Mo Yuan smiled, and soon, he brought Chu Hua to a seemingly ordinary open space.

Chu Hua looked around in confusion, but there didn't seem to be anything special here.

However, at this moment, Mo Yuan waved his hand, and countless peach petals as thin as mist suddenly fell from the sky. They spun and danced in the air, and finally slowly gathered together to form a huge swing.

This swing is woven from pink and white peach branches, which is sturdy yet soft. The rope hanging above the swing is also woven from peach vines, which is delicate and durable. The swing seat is densely spliced ​​with soft peach petals, which is soft and has a faint peach fragrance.

Chu Huan opened her mouth in surprise. She had never seen such a wonderful swing before. It had the natural beauty of a peach forest and was full of fairy-like magic.

"This is made for you. Do you want to try it?" Mo Yuan stretched out his hand and invited gently.

Chu Hua gladly accepted Mo Yuan's invitation and gently sat on the swing.

Mo Yuan gently pushed the swing, and Chu Huan swayed slowly forward with the swing. The fragrance of peach blossoms came with the wind, making her unable to help but take a deep breath, her heart filled with peace and joy.

Looking at Chu Hua's happy face, Mo Yuan's heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment and happiness.

Chu Huan held Mo Yuan's hand, and they sat together on the swing in the peach blossom forest.

As Mo Yuan pushed the swing gently, it swayed up and down, and the two of them seemed to be floating in a sea of ​​peach petals.

"Mo Yuan, is this place mine from now on?"

"Yes! It's yours alone!"

Mo Yuan looked down at the little fox in his arms, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

The swing swayed slowly in the air with a lazy and comfortable rhythm. Chu Huan leaned on Mo Yuan's shoulder, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if she was having a sweet dream.

Mo Yuan held her gently and had no intention of taking her back to the room. This place was fine, it was their little world.

This little fox has been like this since he was a child. He can fall asleep no matter where he is.

Mo Yuan was holding an old book in his hand and a soft little fox tightly in his arms. The falling peach blossoms around him seemed to be spreading romance for them.

This little fox can really sleep well. It’s been several hours already.

"Hanhuan, don't sleep any more, or you won't be able to sleep at night again."

"Hmm~" Chu Huan slowly opened her eyes and saw Mo Yuan's enlarged handsome face in front of her. She rubbed her eyes and found that she was actually resting her head on his legs.

"Ah, when did you fall asleep?" Chu Hua smiled a little embarrassedly.

Mo Yuan smiled softly and said, "You are just a lazy guy. You can even sleep at this hour. But I have waited for a long time, and finally you wake up!"

Chu Hua lowered her head shyly, then noticed that she was being held by Mo Yuan, and her face instantly turned red.

The swing swayed gently, the fragrance of flowers blew in the breeze, the afterglow of the setting sun fell on them, and everything around them seemed to melt in this gentle light.

The colors of the sunset change from light pink to orange and then gradually become deep red, weaving the clouds in the sky into a gorgeous picture.

Chu Huan raised her head slightly and looked at the changing clouds in the sky.

"This sunset is so beautiful." Chu Huan said softly, her voice full of emotion and joy.

Mo Yuan tapped Chu Hua's nose lightly and said with a smile, "If you like, I will watch it with you every day in the future."

"OK……"

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Chu Huan is 20,000 years old.

She became more and more beautiful, and the spiritual energy in her body became stronger and stronger, even more abundant than ten thousand years ago, but her spiritual power was still growing without stopping.

Her charming figure gradually grew. Although her figure was still developing, her every frown and smile often revealed a charming manner that could seduce people's souls. Her every move revealed a natural coldness.

Her face became more and more delicate, with dark eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. Her eyes were moving and she looked bright and charming when she looked back and smiled.

She is so beautiful!

Mo Yuan didn't want to expose her to everyone anymore, he just wanted her to belong to him alone.

Chu Huan had a premonition that her calamity of becoming an immortal was approaching.

In the God Realm, rank and cultivation are paramount, so no matter who you are or how powerful your background is, you will have to go through all kinds of tribulations in your life.

The most important of these are the calamities of the immortals and the gods. These calamities are extremely dangerous, and if your cultivation is not good enough, you will be doomed.

If a human dies, he still has a soul, but if people in the divine world dies, they will be reduced to ashes, without even a hair left.

Most people cannot survive the calamity of becoming an immortal, and even if they do, only a handful can survive the calamity of becoming a god.

After the great war between gods and demons, the few remaining gods in the world were all from the ancient times and Mo Yuan's generation. Only those from the Bai family of Qingqiu who had superior aptitude and practiced very hard could survive the calamity of becoming a god.

In order to safely survive the calamity of becoming an immortal, Chu Huan decided to go into seclusion and practice diligently.

She didn't want Mo Yuan to take the blame for her, not to mention how much backlash Mo Yuan would suffer.

Just say that this is her calamity. Cultivators all believe in cause and effect. When the time comes, who knows how she will return.

Chu Hua was almost isolated from the outside world, and all her time and energy was spent on breaking through the upper immortal tribulation.

Although Mo Yuan could not enter her retreat place, he stayed outside every day, silently offering his care and protection.