Before Meng Shu could react, Xiao Youji stopped her waist with his left hand, and a spin leaped into the air. The broken diamonds on Meng Shu's flower skirt swirled with dazzling brilliance, and her hair was blown away by the whirlwind that curled up. She looked at Xiao Youji's indifferent face and couldn't guess what was going on.

Seeing that the inn was getting smaller and smaller, she passed through the clouds, and suddenly remembered that a group of people were still unconscious in the inn, and she struggled: "What about them? What happened to them?"

"Not much, don't worry. Xiao Youji replied coldly.

Meng Shu took a deep breath, and while she was still looking at the city that was gradually disappearing, she was taken to a fairy mountain hidden in the stratus clouds. When humans look up at the sky, they can only see gray shadows, but they can't glimpse anything.

With his feet on the ground, Meng Shu looked around, the grass was green, and the golden crow was flying.

The stream has a pearly sheen, and the golden koi fish flow slowly through it. The curly hibiscus flowers on both sides bloom brightly, and the red ones are like burning clouds on the horizon. She slowly looked at all this in front of her, the birds singing and the flowers fragrant. It's the July orchid that is a little less blue of the lake, and if there is, the scenery should be more beautiful. It's a pity that the orchid only blooms in the extreme cold.

Meng Shu thought so, and casually flicked with his foot twice, and saw the orchid popping up, swaying with the breeze.

She felt that something was wrong.

You've probably been here myself.

"You've been here. Xiao Youji stood beside her and whispered. He knew her too well, and with a look at her, Xiao Youji knew what she was thinking. He wanted to reach out and straighten out Meng Shu's wind-blown gem pendant, but he saw her take a step back slightly alertly. His hand stopped in mid-air and awkwardly retracted it.

Meng Shu turned his head and looked at the distant mountains and meadows, where there was a waterfall sloping down, and he looked at it from a distance, and a white light flickered. She was silent for a moment, and a picture suddenly flashed in her mind, pointing to the distance and asking, "Is there a pavilion there?"

Xiao Youji was stunned, "Yes." But it was smashed many years ago. ”

"Who the hell are you, what are you bringing me here?" Meng Shu raised her eyes and looked at each other, the man in front of her looked unfazed, she really couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Xiao Youji took a step forward: "Meng Shu, you and I have known each other for a long time. Every plant and tree on this mountain has been planted by us for a long time. You say you like carp with golden colors and a rainbow of light. Look at the river, isn't it exactly the same? You like the icegrass July orchid that can only bloom on top of the iceberg, and it is all over the mountains here. That little pavilion, you go in and have a look......" He pointed to the distance, where there was a two-story pavilion carved out of marble, painted with nine-colored deer and the warm sun.

The roof is turquoise and blends in with the distant mountains. The window lattices are made of withered branches entangled and tied, which is very textured.

Indeed, these are Meng Shu's favorites. The familiar smell here gave her a sense of peace of mind. It's like wandering for a long time, and finally returning to my hometown. Grass and trees, strange shadows, but exude a soothing atmosphere.

When she walked to the pavilion, she was greeted by the green jade incense burner burning with her favorite spice, the snow water of the four seasons.

Clear and sweet.

And this spice, only Meng Shu alone can concoct it.

It is necessary to use the snow water in the cave on the Kunlun Snow Peak, and then use grass, hollyhock, amber, and vanilla to fuse together. Then add lily of the valley, orange and musk.

Between the cold, there is a faint treacherous atmosphere, and the faint woody smell reveals the fragrance of flowers. The smell is like a colorful picture of flying over the walls of a snowy cave. Strange, profound, distant, ethereal, yet everything feels close at hand.

Meng Shu stepped forward to look at the incense burner, and looked at Xiao Youji with a surprised face: "This is what I did?"

"Yes. You did a lot back then, and you left it until now. ”

Her breath was unsteady, and her eyes were slightly red. Since it was done by himself, how could he not be impressed at all. "You said we met a long time ago, so what is our relationship?"

"Lovers. ”

When Xiao Youji spit out these two words, Meng Shu trembled. Her fingers fell coldly on the white jade table beside her. Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he regained his composure, his cheeks turned from red to white, and he blurted out a rebuke: "Nonsense! If what you said is true, why don't I have any impression at all? Besides, you are a fairy god, and you can't look at us little demons." If you lie to me again, I'll whip you. ”

Xiao Youji seemed to have been poked the most painfully, his brows frowned slightly, and his eyes were full of cold sadness. He looked at Meng Shu, his gaze turned to tenderness, he took a few steps forward, and said slowly, "I'm not." ”

"What are you not?"

He was silent, as if struggling in his heart, and said for a long time: "I don't." The voice was long, and Meng Shu seemed to fall into the illusion of memory. It's just that the faint divine power floating on her body made her sober up instantly.

Meng Shu sneered, this person couldn't even speak clearly in front of him. Just as he was about to question, he heard a scream outside the door, "Ahhh

It's Zhu Chi.

Meng Shu dodged and landed beside Zhu Chi. There were still Aunt Mei, Han Mo, and Shuang Lang lying next to him, but several of them were still unconscious. Xiao Youji was unhappy when he saw Meng Shu's somewhat anxious figure, and saw Zhu Chi like an enemy in his eyes, "I didn't expect you to wake up." ”

"If I can't wake up, will I still wait for you to kill me?" Zhu Chi helped Meng Shu to stand up, but his feet were still a little weak. His hand rested on Meng Shu's shoulder, his face displeased. Meng Shu didn't dodge either, so he used him as a crutch.

A murderous aura came from the side of Xiao You's fuselage, but it was blocked by Meng Shu again.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"If I want to kill you, why bother. We used to be lovers, I see you again, it's too late to rejoice, how could I want to kill you. Xiao Youji said to Meng Shu. Then he sneered and looked at Zhu Chi and mocked: "As for you, I don't hesitate to dirty my hands." ”

Zhu Chi looked disdainful, "So arrogant, it seems that I was not defeated by my subordinates before." Otherwise, why would you want to kill me like this?"

Xiao Youji was not provoked by this, he waved his sleeve, and a mirror appeared in the air, and the Le Tourist Inn. It's just that there are Shuanglang, Han Mo and Aunt Mei sitting in the inn. Meng Shu looked at the three people who were sleeping beside him, and carefully pondered the three people in the cloud mirror.

"You're a good doppelganger. ”

"When I was old and you sneaked out to play, I practiced deliberately. Xiao Youji was indifferent, and his face was not red when he spoke.

Meng Shu pursed his lips and didn't answer, Zhu Chi next to him didn't want to pretend to be quiet, and looked like his territory was encroached upon. "What do you mean? Is Meng Shu familiar with you......? I don't blush when I lie, and I look like a veteran...... You say, is it because I used to be a step above my skills and was with the woman you loved, that's why you don't like me so much. Zhu Chi didn't cover up what he said, jokingly, and staring at Xiao Youji provocatively.