The sunny day after the snow always makes people hover between warm and cold, Mu Jun leaned on the phantom wooden motorcycle with her hands crossed, and the wind blew and rolled up her long hair, covering her face and her eyes. The cloud-robed robe flew up, and the verdant embroidery flowed with distant memories, lonely and confused......

The dark eyes looked quietly, the three-zhang high smiling snow doll, the thoughts could not be withdrawn for a long time, and a tear in the corner of the eye slid down the warm jade-like cheeks and dripped on the ink-like hair. A strand of hair stretched out from behind him, picked up the tear, shook it slightly, and flew down on the snow, instantly condensing into ice.

The motorcycle standing quietly behind it instantly feathered into countless green light spots, quietly suspended between the sunny sky and snow, the distant mountain eyebrows slowly stretched, and the laugh lines on both sides of the nose deepened slightly. There were green points of light floating quietly behind him, gathering in a breath, transforming into a heavy sword, Mu Jun's body jumped lightly, standing on it, and in a breath it was already a hundred miles away.

The snow doll glowing white in the sun, hundreds of pink good fruit trees emerge from the chubby body in three breaths, and after ten breaths, good fruits are born, green and small. After fifteen breaths, cracks appeared in the snow doll's body, and twenty breaths shattered into a pile of residual snow with a bang, and the good fruit trees on her body were scattered among them. White snow, pink leaves and trees, green good fruits, scattered into the past, will eventually be covered by time, snow into water, leaves and trees withered into mud, green fruits may be able to leave seeds, leave inheritance, continue another past.

The Xuanxi Cloud Boots stepped on the snow, the embroidered runes on the corners of the Xuanxi clothes were spread out on the snow with a golden halo, a fair-skinned and slender hand picked up a green fruit, and the golden black eyes stared at the green fruit silently, slowly put it to the side, and took a bite. Long. There was a saying in the wind: "Very good!"

Standing in front of the Yunhua Sect's Yunwen Mountain Gate, Mu Jun exhaled lightly. Eight teleportation array transformations, her head is still a little dizzy. Every time you traverse the Boundary. Mu Jun's stomach constricted, she couldn't have imagined that she would faint from the teleportation array. At the moire staircase at the foot of the mountain, a man in a cloud-robed robe looked up at the back at the end of the moire staircase, and the long hair of the ink waterfall poured on the back of the cloud-clothed robe, and the tips of the hair floated in the air smartly. He walked up the stairs step by step, his pace slowly quickened, he didn't know why he was anxious, he wanted to see her face, to see her smile.

Mu Jun handed over his nameplate. Register at the main gate. As soon as he put away the nameplate, a hand stretched out from his side, Mu Jun glanced at it, the golden sword pattern, and a message flashed in his mind: Sword Peak Building Fund Spirit Root Sword Cultivation. turned around and was about to leave, when a clear voice behind him: "Jianfeng Muhua, I've seen Uncle Priest." ”

Mu Hua Mu Jun paused, turned to look at the man in front of the counter who raised his hand and saluted, his forehead drooping slightly. Revealing a graceful beauty tip, overlapping hands, slender and powerful. Mu Jun's eyes flickered, and a thought flashed through his mind: what beautiful nails. He bowed his head at him calmly and raised his hand lightly: "No need to be polite." As the words fell, the man slowly raised his head. The winged eyebrows were slightly raised, and the eyes flowed. A faint smile appeared. Mu Jun sighed secretly, what a beautiful man. Pity......

Mu Jun turned around again, stepped on the flying sword, and disappeared in a breath, Mu Hua looked at the blue sky that had long been deserted, and muttered to himself: "It turns out that the strange road is like this." ”

Standing in front of the Nine Heavens Boundary Monument, Mu Jun meditated, his divine consciousness was covered with 'God moves the Nine Heavens, the sword breaks through the sky', and he stepped into the world of ice and snow in a breath, dressed in purple clothes as if he was looking at the clouds of the universe as if he had not changed forever, Mu Jun's floating heart was frozen by this ice and snow, and sank down steadily. She stood beside Yunxiao Shennian, turned her head sideways and found that she was only up to his shoulder, and secretly sighed that this cheap master was at least one hundred and eighty-five tall, right?

Following Yunxiao's eyes and looking into the distance, Mu Jun was silent for a long time, and whispered to Yunxiao's divine thoughts: "Master, have you ever been confused? Have you ever been afraid? If the road ahead is destined to be thorny, how can you go on firmly?" The whole world echoed with her inquiry, but she did not answer, maybe she didn't need an answer, she just wanted someone to talk to, that's all.

Walking to the end of the pontoon bridge in the sea of clouds, Sam Wu stood in the pavilion with a smile, Mu Jun blinked, raised his little face, walked up quickly, and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Sambo, is the dense fruit ripe?"

"It's just out of season," Sam Wu stroked his beard with a smile, stretched out his hand and patted Mu Jun's head: "I haven't been lazy in the past five years, my cultivation has risen a lot, and there is less jumping between my eyebrows, En...... Worth the reward. With that, he handed Mu Jun a yellow fruit.

"Wow...... Is the Danyu fruit ripe?" Mu Jun put it under his nose and sniffed it deeply, the faint fragrance of the spleen and heart and lungs filled the whole senses, and he opened his mouth to take a bite, crispy, sweet, and refreshing. As soon as it slid into his throat, it turned into a force of qi yuan, entered the spiritual vein, and swam to the middle dantian in two breaths, slowly precipitating. Mu Jun's cheeks showed a faint red, the obscurity between his eyebrows dissipated, and his spirit seemed to have been cleaned, clean and clear.

"Xiao Mujun's luck is good, just in time for the hundred-year round," Samwu slowly led Mu Jun along the path towards the nine waists.

"That's Samber hurting me. Mu Jun's mouth said sweet words, and his thoughts turned: "What about the dumplings?"

"Oh, it went into retreat two years ago, and it will be able to transform in a hundred years. Shenwu pointed to the top of the sky: "I was stimulated by the ice jiao." ”

"Xiaoice transformation succeeded?" Mu Jun remembered that there should be three more years, right?

"It's been these two years. Shenwu patted the top of Mu Jun's head: "Go back to your residence first to wash and rest." ”

"En......" Mu Jun was not polite, ran back to his small courtyard, pulled off the cloud robe on his body, jumped into the spiritual hot spring nakedly, and the whole person sank at the bottom of the pool, ...... for a long time

Every time she sits in the studio, it is the most relaxed time for Mu Jun, she doesn't have to think about anything, she just devotes herself to the brush, and traces every detail one by one. She quietly looked at the vast Gobi on the canvas, as well as the overhaul of the Xuanyi with sleeves, and the drooping eyes could always hide the joys, sorrows and sorrows of the golden and black world. In the desolate mountains, patches of pink good fruit trees are planted in arrays, adding a touch of bright color to the dark brown world, opening up the long-term loneliness and disturbing the gloomy loneliness.

In the early morning of February 7, the sky was slightly bright, and Mu Jun stepped out of the nine heavens with his sword and ran towards the main peak of Yunluan, the Xingyue Palace. Passing by the sword peak, a purple sword shadow rose from the ground, rushing straight forward, Mu Jun's eyes blinked, and the seven spirit seeds wrapped in spiritual power silently greeted them, and in a breath, they became five-zhang vines, intersecting into runes, and forming a spirit plant 'bundle' array in the air, enveloping the comer.

After five breaths, a purple sword light slashed, with a faintly just and ruthless 'punishment' sword intent, the spirit plant bundle array was split open, and the male cultivator in the cloud-robed robe came to Mu Jun in a breath, raised his hand and knocked on her forehead: "It seems that I have grown a lot in the Desert, no big or small, disrespectful senior brother." ”

"It's just a little bit of a discussion, stingy!" Mu Jun touched his forehead and rolled his eyes at the comer.

"Well," the faint fragrance of peach blossoms wafted in, and he looked up and down lightly: "It's a lot rounder?"

How is it possible, Mu Jun raised his hand and touched his cheek, the feeling was right, and he saw a light smile and teased him, and glanced at him: "Clumsy!"

"Xiao Mujun has also reached the time to love beauty, but there is someone who likes him?" stood on the purple flying sword, with one hand behind his back, his face was like jade, and he had the demeanor of a young fairy.

"Why do you say this?" Mu Jun waved his hand, and the wide sleeves of Yunyi drew an elegant arc, raising his eyebrows and smiling, and he looked Yaya Xiuji.

"A bright heart is for those who please themselves. "Light eyes and gorgeous eyes.

"Dan's heart is full. Mu Jun blinked, looking at the independent teenager facing the wind, in a blink of an eye, we have all grown up, pursuing the avenue, and our hearts are determined.

"That's very good," Qinggang Edgeworth walked slowly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was bright: "The desert is as wonderful as the legend?"

"It's more than that. Mu Jun nodded, his mind turned, and his smile was bright: "Senior brother, you can go and understand it, and you will definitely gain a lot." ”

"Oh?" Qing Kong raised the tail of his eyes and stared at Mu Jun's smile: "Xiao Mu Jun admires it so much, I must go and see it." ”

"Senior brother will not be disappointed. Mu Jun smiled brightly: Oh, how can I not only be robbed, I have to be a comrade, and my heart will be balanced.

As he spoke, the main peak of Yunluan arrived in front of him, and in front of the Xingyue Hall, there was a cloud-robed overhaul standing quietly, with cyan lines between his eyebrows, sharpening his expression. Looking at the two sword shadows flying in the distance, his eyes were locked on the pale sword shadows, and there was a little more warmth between his indifferent eyebrows.

"I've seen Uncle Xiaoshi. Rong Mo raised his hand and saluted.

"Courteous overhaul. Mu Jun's sleeves fluttered lightly and returned a peer salute.

"Uncle Qingshi. Rong Mo looked at the young man opposite, his eyes were deep.

"Overhaul is gracious. Qinggang also returned to the peer ceremony.

"We came too early. Mu Jun glanced towards the empty square.

"Yes, indeed. Qinggang swept over Rong Mo's face, his eyes fell on Mu Jun, and he slowly frowned: There is a story between Xiao Mu Jun and Rong Mo?

"That's the case," Rong Mo raised his hand to the pavilion on the side: "Little Uncle Ancestor is willing to taste my new spiritual tea." ”

"It's better to be respectful than to obey. Mu Jun looked back at Rong Mo with a calm expression.

"Please," Rong Mo turned around and walked towards the pavilion. Qinggang glanced at his back and sent a message to Mu Jun: "Have you had a holiday with Rong Daxiu?"

"......" Mu Jun was speechless: "Why?"

"The aura is not right. Qinggang said with a smile.

"You're overthinking. Mu Jun pouted.

In the pavilion, Mu Junjing watched Rong Mo wash the cup and make tea, and in every move, the elegance from the bones was pleasing to the eye. As soon as his eyes turned, his eyes on Shang Rong Mo were deep, Mu Jun smiled slightly, and faintly withdrew his gaze. took the jade cup he handed over, and pecked lightly, there was a trace of bitterness hidden in the sweetness, just like youth, just like the past.

"Good fragrant tea," a clear voice came from outside the pavilion, and the three people in the pavilion drank lightly with a teacup, and no one had any extra expressions.

"Overhaul, the hedge can have a taste or two. "If a fresh breeze breaks the silence in the pavilion. (To be continued......)