Outside the study room of Luyi Academy, the golden acacia flowers in the courtyard are sprinkled with the wind, fluttering with the wind, the breeze rolls up the scattered petals, quietly sprinkled on the window edge, the flowers are fragrant, and in the study, there are a row of neat bookshelves, and the books are neatly aligned. Master Hongzhi was sitting precariously, his wise eyes staring directly at Meng Ge'er, and he didn't speak for a while.

"Mu Yan, I'm afraid that you have been Meng Ge'er for too long, and you have forgotten that you still have the blood of the Dongyuan Li Clan flowing in your body, and you are destined to carry the mission of the family, and you are so reckless! Do you know what it means to contract the marrow washing grass?" Master Hongzhi said in a low voice.

"Grandfather, it's me who is too selfish, I ......" Mu Yan looked helpless.

"As the young master of a clan, you must know that you have been hiding from the world for eighteen years of peace, and the whole clan is carrying the burden together, and they are still sleeping in the Dongyuan Zedi, do you want to abandon your people!"

Eighteen years ago, the land of Dongyuan suddenly swamped everywhere, and everywhere it went, there was no grass. In order to save Dongyuan, Hongzhi took a few people such as Mu Yan, took the Nine Turns of Breath-Holding Pill, sealed their own immortal energy, and raised the power of the whole clan to break through the barrier of the Shenyuan Continent, and live as a mortal.

Master Hongzhi stood with his hands behind his back, looked out the window, looked in the direction of the land of Dongyuan, and looked at his grandfather's lonely back, sighed, and stood speechless.

"Silence has been pranayama for more than half a month now, and the Ya Zhi Mind Method has reached the half-level, when will we leave to return to the Valley of the Wind?" Feng Xu returned to his usual coldness, looking at the cold ice that was gobbling up.

"Ye, aren't you worried that Brother Meng will drag down the silence?" Han Bing was full of food, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

"The ice master said that if he can be lifted, he will definitely be able to do it, but it really can't be done, it's a big deal to take him back to the Valley of the Wind, let him be accepted silently, and the talented woman is a fairy match!" Feng Xue said.

"Poof!" Han Bing squirted out a mouthful of peach blossom brew, "Feng Xu, I'm afraid you're stupid in Langjiao Village!"

Silently watched the two of them talk more and more, and frowned, "Brother Bing, what is the way you do, silently being in the Wind Valley, it is really not suitable for having children, and I don't want Brother Meng to be in danger alone." Not to mention taking him back to Windy Valley!"

"Got it, the old snakeskin has promised to terminate the contract when he gets out of the cave, quickly take out your newly brewed peach blossom brew, let the old snakeskin make up for it, and let him break through the enchantment quickly!"

"Brother Meng, why don't you come in when you stand at the door?" Aunt Feng Ling looked at Brother Meng who was standing outside the door, no longer as cute as before, and there was a cold smell on her body.

Meng Ge'er, as if he had made up his mind, walked into the room, sat directly facing the ground silently, picked up the bamboo leaf tea in front of him, and poured a few cups violently. Fu raised his head again, looked at the silence, and did not say a word.

Seeing this, everyone consciously avoided it, leaving only the two of them, "I used to be in the past, and Yang Liu is still there." Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling. The way is slow, thirsty and hungry. My heart is sad, I don't know how I mourn!" Meng Ge'er murmured in a low voice, his face sad.

Silently took out the Haiqing Ruyi pendant from his arms and handed it to Meng Ge'er, "The third brother is as kind as a mountain to Moxi, and there is nothing to repay for it. ”

"I'd rather be Brother Meng, and then stick to you for the rest of my life, even if you don't like me, I can look at you from afar, I am satisfied!"

"Although I don't know why you and your master came here to escape from the world, but everyone has their own heavy responsibilities, you and I are struggling in the same predicament, children are long, if there is, they can only be put in the deepest part of their hearts", paused silently, "Third brother, when the spring flowers bloom in the coming year, everything recovers, and the peach blossom source is good, can you make peach blossom brew again in order to silently?"

Meng Ge'er clenched Ruyi Pendant with both hands, closed his eyes tightly, and two lines of tears slipped quietly. "Take care, see you in the Peach Blossom Garden next year!" he got up, walked straight out of the door without looking back, and his back became more and more lonely and lonely.

Sitting silently in front of the tea table, the softest place in the bottom of my heart, hit by something heavily, my heart, a dull pain, as if there was something I wanted to grasp, but I couldn't grasp it, my heart was empty, the hand on the table was tightly held, the joints were faintly white, I flicked my fingers, "bang" a heavy object fell to the ground, silently reached out and picked it up, it turned out to be a piece of carmine engraved with peach blossoms, faint pink, lying in the snow-white palm, revealing warmth and delicacy.

"Curtain words, it's the deity who is sorry for you! Knowing your identity, I still let you contract the marrow washing grass, you go back and tell Hongzhi that you don't have to worry, the deity has its own way to give you back your freedom!" Han Bing walked out from the side outside the courtyard and stopped Meng Ge'er.

"I'm still in Langjiao Village for a day, I'm still Meng Ge'er, Lord Han doesn't have to blame himself, I'd rather let me contract for the rest of my life, can you believe it?" Meng Ge'er said coldly and turned to leave.

"How did you become as cold as Feng Xu, a little colder than the ice field of my ancient Han clan, annoying!" Han Bing said disgustedly, "The deity was born unaware of the feelings of children, and today it makes the deity a little emotional!

"Silence, go to the yard for a walk, don't be bored in the house!" Aunt Feng Ling looked at the dumb silence, and her heart was full of emotion, since ancient times, the person in charge of the wind valley family, the people of the wind valley, the love of children will only become shackles, so silently never dare to pay the wrong amount of love.

"Auntie, I want to drink some peach blossom stuffing, can you let Brother Bing take me to Yaoshan?"

"Okay, Auntie, let's prepare the food and drinks, please go to the ice master!" Feng Ling responded.

Scattered drizzle outside the window, this is the last spring rain of spring, Han Bing is carrying wine and food in one hand, holding a silent hand in the other, two figures, one red and one green, especially good looking in the rain, "Forget it, it's all providence, it's okay to go to meet the old snakeskin!"

"Old snakeskin, the silent peach blossom brew and the silence have been brought to you, come out quickly!" Han Bing shouted angrily, "Come out for Lao Tzu......"

I saw a white figure, no longer as vigorous as before, walking quickly with messy steps, a complex and expectant look flashed on his face, and when he saw the two people at the entrance of the cave, he was a little at a loss, his eyes were slightly closed, "If you don't dislike it, please come in and sit down." ”

Silently saluted sideways, walked straight to the cave, sat on the ground at the white jade table, threw the wine and food to Mo Qianchen, and sat far away.

"Bang"! Han Bing and Mo Qianchen looked at each other, looking at a few cups of stomach, and fell to the ground without warning, silently, they didn't know what to do.

Mo Qianchen got up, picked up the silence, and gently put it on the collapse like a treasure, looking at the silence greedily, and only said, "The snail bun is fragrant and the fragrance is thick, and the water spirit is breezy." The golden hairpin obliquely wears Yichun Sheng, long live the temples red. ”

"Did Mo Yue also toss like this for you back then?" Han Bing said curiously.

"If she is just silent, what should Mo Yue do?" Lord Hanzun, Xiaoxian has been waiting for a thousand years, just to find her in reincarnation......" Mo Qianchen didn't look back, and said softly.

"Lao Tzu said yes, you immortals, all day long, I toss around with you all day long, one by one, I don't cultivate immortals well, and I make so many demon moths come out!"

Silent and quiet like a glass doll, fragile and gorgeous, falling into a deep sleep......