Baili leaned back, distanced himself from the mountain, and saw that the place with light flickering on the lower right seemed to be a stone cave.

Without thinking too much, Baili stuffed Ling Xiaohua into the front placket, let go of his hand and fell down, which showed that he tapped the rock wall, grabbed a branch near the cave, and sat on the trunk with a swing.

It's better to take a look at the situation before deciding whether to go in or not. Baili was like a monkey lying on the tree looking into the cave, and it was Haoyue's painting silk that emitted a bright light from the cave, and she was still embroidering with her head buried at the moment, completely unaware that a head was looking at the entrance of the cave.

The moment he saw Haoyue, Baili hesitated, it was not good to peep at others like this. But the hesitation was only for a moment, he decided to wait here for a while, and wait until he saw Haoyue go back well.

What kind of noise can be made by doing embroidery, but Baili feels that all the sounds in the cave can attract all his attention. He leaned against the cliff with his legs on the trunk of a tree and looked up at the moon, which stained his eyes brightly.

Without deliberately listening intently, he could completely involuntarily amplify any movement of Haoyue. The sound of the ice melting as the cold weakened, the subtle sound of the embroidery needle passing through the silk, and the light breathing of the moon.

In fact, he didn't have to look at it, he could reasonably imagine what was going on inside the cave.

He's not a particularly curious person, and he usually turns around and leaves calmly when it comes to things that have nothing to do with him, but it's a different matter when it comes to Haoyue.

He couldn't help but care.

The silver thread was used up, indicating that the cold in Haoyue's body was also exhausted, and she struggled to stand up, resting for a while every time she moved.

She lifted the silk lightly, and the silk, which was as light as yarn, slowly floated up and fit into the depression of the stone wall.

Haoyue leaned against the stone wall and looked at the woman who had no face on the painting.

It took one night, and it was only a few strands of hair, and it seemed that it would take a long time to embroider it all, but could it be as long as ten years?

When she was eight years old, she accidentally touched the mechanism, and the moment she opened the slate, she knew what Huiming was going to let her do, and she decided what she was going to do.

It took ten years to embroider this body, and only the most laborious head remained, and it would take two or three years at most to embroider it.

She still has two or three years to go. If you were selfish, you should have more time.

Haoyue wanted to laugh, but she only tugged at the corners of her mouth and didn't laugh.

She tapped the wall, and the slabs merged into one, slowly lifting up.

Baili listened to the sound in the cave, jumped down from the tree, and stood directly at the entrance of the cave. He saw the stone wall that was about to close, and on the painting inside was a woman in battle armor.

Haoyue stood in front of the stone wall, and when the stone wall was completely closed, she stepped forward and touched the stone wall, and then pressed her forehead against the stone wall. It seems to be resting, and it seems to be talking to the woman inside.

But in a moment, Haoyue straightened up, and just took two steps, she fell straight forward. Master!

Haoyue just wanted to shout, but in an instant, she realized that the person who came was not Huiming.

It's not Master's embrace, it's not the smell of Master's body, and Master's body isn't so warm.

She was a little disappointed, in the past, as long as the master was in the valley, he would suddenly appear like this to catch her body that was about to fall. At that time, she always felt embarrassed, so she would close her eyes and let Hui Ming carry her to the grass field of the Phantom Demon Grass.

But at this moment, she opened her eyes, and her body was still in that embrace, which was too warm, and she didn't want to leave it at all out of nature.

"You're following me?" her voice was soft, but calm. She didn't notice that she was so familiar with the embrace, she didn't need to think about it to know who it was, but she was clearly in a kind of irritation at being secretly snooped on.

"It's not. "Two simple words, no superfluous explanations, as usual, but in an instant, Haoyue's anger was extinguished.

Haoyue was a little helpless, yes, he was originally a simple person, and it was indeed a coincidence that he came this time.

Her heart relaxed, she leaned on his arms regardless of it, and suddenly gave birth to a little comfort as if she had relied on again, and her tense nerves were put down, and her tiredness increased dramatically.

It's a pity that the cushions given by Bai are not rubbed, and it is completely out of instinct, she closes her eyes and mutters, "I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while." ”

Baili had the experience of the last time, so it was natural to hold her and find a comfortable place to sit down, thinking that he was her heater.

Maybe it was Baili Huo's body that really made Haoyue sleep very comfortably, she was completely relaxed, twisting left and right in his arms, as if she was looking for the most comfortable position to sleep.

No matter how distracted people are, Haoyue twisted very uncomfortable, but he couldn't let go of the person in his arms, Baili had no choice but to resign himself to stiffening his body and letting Haoyue toss by himself.

After twisting for a while, he finally didn't move, but this didn't make Baili relax, because Haoyue grabbed his collar with both hands and put his head to his neck, and the breath between breaths brushed his neck and poured into the collar.

Not only was he stiff at this moment, he didn't even dare to breathe. The breath around his neck was very light, but he couldn't stop shivering when he breathed in.

Baili had to look around the cave to distract himself.

The hay beneath him was thick and soft, covering almost the entire cave, and the edges and corners of the stones on the walls were smoothed, and some of the protruding stones were simply wrapped in cotton cloth.

It seems that she did it to prevent her from falling and bruising, she must have suffered a lot of injuries here before, right? She did this alone? Qingyi Ge Sheng, do they know about this place? Does she spend this time of the month by herself?

Maybe you will be lonely when you spend time alone, right?

Baili couldn't help but tighten her arms a little while imagining the past she might have. It's not that embarrassing.

He turned his head sideways and looked at the stone wall beside him, which was the painting embroidered by Haoyue.

Who was that person, and why did she embroider it?

This was not what he should have asked in the first place, so who was he to ask her about what she did.

The feeling of powerlessness that struck him in an instant made him a little lost, he couldn't do anything, the only thing he could do was to give her a hug at this moment.

If you give her a little warmth, can you make her a little less lonely?

I hope he can, even if he can't, he doesn't want to let go of her, not at all.

Baili lowered his head slightly, and his chin was attached to Haoyue's forehead, a cool and silky touch, he suddenly longed for such a moment to stay longer, and he could no longer care about other slightly presumptuous approaches.

The person in his arms moved suddenly, his hand wrapped around his neck, and his lips were also attached to the skin on the side of his neck, this sudden touch made Baili's eyes widen, and the senses of his whole body were focused on that inch of skin.

He felt that his face should be hot and red by now.

Hazy Moon seemed to have a nightmare, hugging him tightly, like a drowning man hugging the last driftwood.

There was some wetness on the side of his neck, and a drop of water left a trail from his neck and rolled across his collarbone and into the placket of his shirt.

Hazy Moon She ...... Crying?

This realization made Baili unable to come back to his senses for a long time, he lowered his head slightly, and could only see a crystal sparkling slash to her jaw, which would not fall.

He stretched out his finger and touched the teardrop, and the tear rolled down to his fingertips, round and crystalline, as if it could refract any faint light in the world.

He stared at the teardrop in a daze, as if he could see through it with his eyes.

What did she dream about that would make her cry? He had never seen her cry, and even in some critical moments, she did not cry out in pain like ordinary women, and she could even joke heartlessly, or think very calmly about countermeasures.

These are not in line with her usual performance, compared to those domineering and powerful women, she is more or less squeamish, fragile, and even a little delicate and lazy.

She is like those young ladies raised by rich families in the world, she has a quiet, lively, and delicate posture, unlike them, maybe the hazy moon will not look at the flowers and cry at every turn, and watch birds worrying.

Even if the uneasiness in her heart is the norm, she always reveals one point and hides nine points, so that Baili gradually thinks that her sorrow and sadness can always pass away with the wind.

He really didn't understand her, and even at this moment, seeing her tears with his own eyes, he still didn't dare to pretend that he had seen her most vulnerable moment.

At the most vulnerable moment, she also left it to Xiaobai's self to face.

The uncontrollable heart was distressed, like someone holding a heavy stone, smashing it into his heart one by one, and he was sullen and out of breath.

He clasped his palms together and pressed the teardrop from his fingertips into his palm.

"Master...... Don't go...... "Haoyue muttered, hugged Baili tightly, and buried his whole head in his arms.

Her master, the valley master of the Valley of Dreams, the immortal he had only met three times.

For Haoyue, her master should be the most important and more important being than anything else. But for him, Haoyue is that existence.

It doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter, even if it's doomed to be a loss.

He is not a worldly person, he does not feel how intolerable the love between master and apprentice is, and how easy it is to fall in love with a person who gets along day and night and is kind to him.

Haoyue is like this, and so is he himself.

I don't know when she was left in his heart, and she couldn't help but be irrefutable.

Maybe from the moment he first saw Haoyue, he was already old after 10,000 years, and all the joys and sorrows and impermanence were like smoke waves tied to a person's eyebrows and eyes for him.

There is no cause for joy, and then I feel sick of my heart.

is full of emotions on one person, and it is easier to perceive the attachment she is trying to hide. He had long felt that Haoyue's affection for Huiming was not the kind of admiration and dependence between ordinary masters and apprentices.

Until this moment, he completely understood that Haoyue should be the master who loved her.

Whenever Haoyue thinks of Huiming, talks about Huiming, and even lingers in Huiming's residence, what is inadvertently revealed on her face is the love and admiration of her daughter's family, and all of his can affect Haoyue's sorrows and joys.

It's just that he doesn't want to face it, but now, reason forces him to face it.

They are all the same people, and the pear blossoms in their hearts are only blooming for another person.

He wanted to laugh, but the cramping pain in his heart almost made him unable to breathe, and the sourness overflowed his nose and filled his eyebrows.

He closed his eyes, rested his head against the stone wall, and breathed slowly, as if this would ease his sourness.

Since Baili found out his feelings for Haoyue, he has been confused, entangled, and blamed himself, Haoyue is kind to him, but he has delusions about his kindness.

But the last time Haoyue stood up for each other, it made him see his heart clearly, and he calmly accepted the love in his heart.

As long as she can watch her, as long as she can guard her, who she loves and what does it have to do with her? But now there is a little delusion in his heart, he wants Haoyue to have his shadow in his heart.

He wanted her heart to have only his shadow.

Is his love so selfish and despicable? Baili pulled the corners of his mouth, and his smile was full of sarcasm for himself.

Haoyue woke up crying, and until she opened her eyes, she still couldn't help but shed tears.

This is the first time she has dreamed since she can remember, the phantom demon grass weaves dreams for people, and she can't dream herself, but she actually dreamed.

She dreamed that the master asked her to take out the spirit spirit of the grass demon to resurrect Luo Zhao, she was unwilling, and the master looked at herself with a disappointed expression: "I raised you and helped you cultivate, in order to resurrect Luo Zhao one day, but now you dare to disobey the master's orders." ”

No matter how she admitted her mistake and cried, Hui Ming still left, he said: "I won't force you, since I don't want to, then as a teacher, I will find another obedient grass demon as an apprentice, and the master-apprentice relationship between you and me will be broken." ”

It was something she had never seen before, such a heartless Huiming, she wanted to say that she had known his wish for a long time, she was almost done embroidering, just give her a little more time.

But Haoyue couldn't say it, she held the painting and chased after Hui Ming desperately, but she couldn't catch up, she fell hard, and the painting silk in her arms flew out, flying into a pile of burning flames, until the flames swallowed the painting silk little by little.

It's so uncomfortable to dream, she doesn't want to dream anymore.

Haoyue stopped sobbing, only to find that she was being held in her arms by Baili, she reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, and when she looked up, she saw Baili looking at herself with a smile that was more ugly than crying.

She wished she had fainted now, it was so humiliating.

At this time, the only thing that can break a little embarrassment is the shameless trick, and Hao Yue commanded: "You carry me to the phantom demon grass field." ”

Baili carried Haoyue on his back, and soon returned to the cliff, he picked up the medicine basket and hung it around his neck and walked towards the phantom demon grass field without saying a word.

It turned out that I came out to collect medicine. Haoyue glanced at the medicine basket and suddenly wanted to say something.

Baili usually doesn't talk much, but she has never made Haoyue feel so helpless, as if she has done something wrong.

It was almost dawn, and the sky was dyed a beautiful aqua blue by the thin sunlight, but the moon had not yet set, and it hung in the aqua blue canopy and turned into a gentle white ball.

This is the first time Haoyue has seen the scene.,At this time in the past.,I should still be asleep.。。

She looked earnestly at the boy who was carrying her on his back, and from her vantage point she could only see his side face, his high nose, and the eyelashes that almost covered his entire eye.

These two times, because Baili was by her side, her coma time was shorter than before, and her mental strength was still recovering well, if it was a coincidence last time, then this time it can only be said that Baili's physique may really help her speed up her recovery.