On the evening of the third day, the team of Qionghua Palace had almost reached the edge of the cloud desert, and the place where they camped was backed by a cliff. The rules of Qionghua Palace are the strictest, and even when they rest, they are as neat as the army. The guards in silver snow cloaks patrolled the camp in an orderly manner, and the huge snow-feathered eagles formed a semicircle on the outside of the camp, winged and squinted, and fell asleep in the sand. The wind of the cloud desert swept the grains of sand, all blocked by the huge body of the snow eagle.

Many Qionghua Palace disciples are resting in the sand like snow eagles, the sect at the height of the snow mountain is like an ice palace, year after year, countless young disciples are sent in, and when they come out, they all become ice sculpture dolls, without sorrow or joy, but they have the strongest combat power in the entire Vermilion Bird Continent.

Ji Mingyue is the most perfect example of these ice sculptures.

He hardly needed to rest, and he also practiced in the cloud boat at night. The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the delicate maids outside the residence held their breath, not daring to make a sound. Although in Ji Mingyue's eyes, they were no different from the flying sand outside, but the disciples of Qionghua Palace all knew that the Gu Shooting Fairy was extremely harsh in matters related to Ji Mingyue. No matter who it is, as long as it threatens Ji Mingyue's cultivation, it will be killed.

It wasn't until Qiong Huawei came back that the atmosphere improved slightly.

If there must be something that the disciples of Qionghua Palace would have feelings for, it would only be those Snow Feather Giant Eagles. These giant eagles are all eggs that they went to the cliff to dig under the leadership of their respective masters, and they have been with them since they hatched.

The giant eagles arrived one after another, sending the dusty Qionghuawei onto the cloud boat, and the silver snow cloak shone brightly in the night. The eagles roared and departed to catch the monitor lizards of the desert for dinner. Some giant eagles are usually more pampered and refuse to leave, hovering slowly beside the cloud boat, and the owner has to take out the whole spirit beast to feed, and laugh helplessly while feeding. This is a rare time for Qiong Huawei to show his expression, and even these maids look at it with relish.

Ji Mingyue was awakened by the sound of feeding the eagle, and he was sitting quietly in the cloud boat.

“…… Okay, really good, come, eat another one, this is a fatter ......" The very clear young man's voice, born with a little smile, came in from the window, and even the air seemed to be lively, Ji Mingyue heard his laughter, which made people irritated for no reason: "Don't, don't arch me, the wound is not healed yet, it's okay to give it up, ......"

He was born with such a tone, and he seems to have infinite affection for all things in heaven and earth, even if it is a dead branch, it seems to be alive again in his hand.

Ji Mingyue pushed open the window.

In the bright moonlight, on the deck of the cloud boat, a slender figure in a silver snow cloak was squatting on the ground and playing with a snow-feathered giant eagle, the giant eagle seemed to be quite familiar with him, and arched his hand affectionately, while he smiled and fed a bunch of demon rabbits the size of calves to the giant eagle. On his shoulder, a Condensation-Stage Jade Horned Bright Beast seemed to be terrified of the giant eagle, and it was pitifully hugging his shoulder, shivering, its soft fur like a fluffy collar.

Hearing the sound of pushing the window, he turned to look at Ji Mingyue, but it was a completely unfamiliar face, it seemed to be just an ordinary Qiong Huawei.

The moonlight poured down over the clouds.

The camouflage on his face slowly faded, revealing bright peach blossom eyes and the corners of his lips hooked when he smiled. He was wearing silver-white boots, a strong suit, and Qiong Huawei's bow and arrows hung on the mica stone belt, which appeared to be slender, tall and slender, and the silver snow cloak behind him swayed gently in the wind. He smiled at Ji Mingyue like this, and the moles in the corners of his eyes were the same as back then.

Ji Mingyue couldn't remember what he looked like in the clothes of a disciple of Qionghua Palace. It seemed like a long time ago, and it seemed like it was just yesterday.

Something seemed to be crumbling, and he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something.

Very important stuff-

Before Yan Feiwen jumped in through the window, the giant eagle seemed to want to stop him, hooked his cloak with his beak, Yan Feiwen touched the giant eagle's head, coaxed it and said, "It's okay, what can't I deal with your master?"

Then he jumped in with the window frame, looking familiar, swaggering to lie down on Ji Mingyue's meditation couch, stretching on the soft snow bear fur: "Ah, I'm so tired." ”

It's exactly the same as it was back then.

Ji Mingyue looked at him indifferently.

Yan Feiwen skillfully rolled on his couch, rubbed off his boots, turned over and looked at Ji Mingyue with a smile: "Xiao Mingyue~"

Ji Mingyue didn't agree, but the Jade Horned Qingming Beast on his shoulder looked a little excited.

"You're going to die. Ji Mingyue told him coldly.

This is the cloud boat of Qionghua Palace, Yan Feiwen doesn't know how to pretend to be a Qiong Huawei, but with Qiong Huawei's efficiency, he will soon find out. This team has the Gu Shooting Fairy in charge, and unless he can escape thousands of miles away in half an hour, he will be dead.

"Hey, we just met, don't say anything about whether you can't die. I'm here to do business this time, how bad ...... you say this is" Yan Feiwen lay lazily on his couch, took off the □□ on his belt and threw it on the ground, and the heavy □□ landed with a "bang", and a silver □□ popped out directly, Yan Feiwen's eyes were quick, he reached out to catch it, squinted at the Yuntianzong mark on the □□, laughed, and threw it aside.

"By the way, I heard that you're getting married, Xiao Mingyue. He didn't seem to be idle for a moment, just finished playing with the bow and arrow, and poked his finger at the soft belly of the jade-horned Qingming beast, the little beast was used to being bullied by him, and spread out his limbs as if he had given up. He looked at Ji Mingyue with a smile again: "Is the bride good-looking?"

Ji Mingyue glanced at him indifferently.

"I don't know. ”

"I don't know if you're married?"

"Whether she's good-looking or not, what's my business. ”

"Also, it's not as good-looking as you anyway. ”

"Red faces and dry bones, all things are dogs. Ji Mingyue coldly gave him a verdict: "You can't understand the Tao." ”

His tone was very similar to when they were still brothers in the years on Qionghua Mountain.

Yan Feiwen smiled lazily and didn't speak for a long time.

He is born with a lazy character, Qiong Huawei's strong outfit has been worn by him with a lazy taste, he thinks the belt is uncomfortable, and he also unties it and throws it aside, leaving the neckline open, fortunately, there is a layer of cloth wrapped in wounds, layered like zongzi, and the cloth strip is printed with green patterns, which seems to be a kind of medicinal herb.

"Yunxiu Valley. Ji Mingyue recognized it at a glance.

Moonshine has never changed since ancient times. He never forgets everything in this world, and if he forgets it, he can only say that he doesn't want to remember it.

Yan Feiwen lowered his head and touched the strips of cloth, which were hard and fragrant with herbs. Su Rou probably knew that he wouldn't come back until the next serious injury, so she couldn't wait to give him half a year's worth of medicine every time. Su Rou cried almost every time she bandaged his wounds, and he was most afraid of girls' tears, so he always liked to make them laugh.

"The scenery of Yunxiu Valley is very beautiful, there is a sea of flowers that stretches for hundreds of miles, and the girls there are skillful, but it is too easy to blush a little......" He said with a smile in his eyes, as if he was recalling Yunxiu Valley, the pair of conches hanging together on his chest were dangling, and he didn't know who gave him a new green silk thread lining his skin extremely white.

His voice suddenly stopped, and it was Ji Mingyue who choked his throat in the air.

Ji Mingyue's face was indifferent, as if there was no sadness or joy, if it weren't for the fact that his throat was about to be broken, Yan Feiwen would have thought that his state of mind at the moment was very peaceful.

The next moment he realized that Ji Mingyue's state of mind was really peaceful.

Suddenly there was a very flustered footsteps outside, and Qiong Huawei's boots stepped on the deck silently, rarely when it was so noisy. It seems that a male disciple said anxiously: "I have searched for it, but I only found his eagle, I don't know who fed him the eagle." ”

The footsteps leading the way suddenly stopped.

Ling Bai's voice rang out.

"His eagle," she asked suspiciously, "Qingshan, you are Qiong Huawei who entered with him, do you know who his eagle used to be?"

The man named Qingshan was obviously frightened by Ling Bai's conjecture.

"Know...... Know. Qingshan hesitated to say the person's name: "It's Yan Feiwen." ”

In the living room across the wall, Yan Feiwen, who was picked up, laughed inaudibly.

"I ......"

He only said one word, and was covered by Ji Mingyue. There was no light in the living room, only moonlight, Ji Mingyue's long silver hair poured down like silk, and he looked at Yan Feiwen, his eyes full of warnings.

Yan Feiwen's eyes curled.

He has had this kind of bad taste since he can remember, and it seems that his greatest hobby in life is to look at these pairs of Danfeng eyes with emotion, anger or anxiety, as long as it is not a barren area like an ice field.

Ji Mingyue's pupils were as dark as a fairy, but as his cultivation deepened, a line of silver gradually appeared on his pupils, like a hooked moon. Yan Feiwen suddenly remembered the spiritual wisdom stage demon beast that he had encountered in the deep mountains and Daze somewhere, and there seemed to be a ring of gold in his pupils.

However, for Yan Feiwen, he is far more dangerous than a beast, and far more beautiful than a beast.

The sound outside gradually faded away, and they didn't dare to alarm Ji Mingyue, they should have gone to find the Gu Shooting Fairy.

Ji Mingyue's hand loosened slightly, but she didn't let go. He is obviously a person who likes to be alone, and even when he is resting on sect tasks, he often finds a high place, thrusts the flying sword into the ground, and cuts the person who crosses the line. However, he was not disgusted with being so close to Yan Feiwen, so close that Yan Feiwen could feel his breathing—calm, slightly cool, but after all, it was the same breath as himself.

Yan Feiwen couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his cheek lightly, and his fingers were warm and moist skin, like jade. Ji Mingyue raised his eyes and looked at him, his silver eyelashes were distinct, but he seemed to be timid, and reached out to cover Ji Mingyue's eyes.

When Ji Mingyue heard his voice, she was obviously smiling, but she seemed to be very sad.

He said, "Mingyue, can you get married later?"

"How late. ”

"Sixty years is enough. ”

Yan Feiwen felt his palm lightly scratched his eyelashes, which felt so slight, but it made his heart wrinkle with pain.

He heard Ji Mingyue ask, "What's the difference?"

It makes no difference, he replied with a soft sigh in his heart.

If I had to say yes, I would have died in 60 years.

Or it doesn't even take sixty years. Who knows?

He suddenly felt a little tired, so he gently leaned on Ji Mingyue's shoulder in this position, he was actually very thin, and no one knew that his emaciated shoulder blades were hidden under his green clothes.

It's just that no one in this world can save him.

"Think," he said with a smile to himself, "just do me a favor." ”

Ji Mingyue closed his eyes in the palm of his hand.

He said, "Okay." ”