Mo Ran looked up at the quaint and elegant other "Confucian Mansion" in front of him.

The word "hole" written on the Zhumen dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the pen is strong, almost through the horizontal plaque, standing at the end of the East Street,

Different from the solemn and solemn feeling of Wuzong Confucius's mansion, its inner study building is lined up, and it can be seen on the outside, which is elegant and elegant.

"The Confucian family emphasizes literature and light martial arts, and divides the order of respect and inferiority in the southeast, northwest and northwest, the Confucian Mansion of Wenzong is located in East Street, and the Wen family is located in South Street...... The last of the Wuzong Confucian Mansion is located on North Street. Mo Ran smiled and looked at the person in front of him. "Mo Ran came here this time to visit Kong Yi, the head of the Confucian family, but the prince led me to the Confucian Mansion of Wenzong, but why?"

The dark black cloud brocade robe flowed like the wind in the middle of the road, and the man's long hair was scattered casually on his forehead, and he was walking briskly on the steps of Wenzong's Confucian Mansion at this time. Hearing this, he glanced back at Mo Ran.

"I'll take you to see Zijia. ”

His words were very simple, and he didn't say anything along the way, so he strode up the stone steps to the main gate of Wenzong.

It is said that the Confucian family Wenzong has always been very self-assured, and the main gate is rarely opened for outsiders.

Mo Ran glanced at this person's sparse, handsome and dull appearance, and groaned slightly in his heart.

The next moment, the door of Wenzong's Confucian Mansion was opened from the inside, and a column of Wenzong disciples in white robes and blue coats lined up on the left and right, leaning over and waving their heads, no one looked up, and called in a respectful voice: "Wenshou." ”

The man in front of Mo Ran turned a blind eye, led the two of them through the crowd, and walked straight to the main courtyard dormitory behind the main courtyard of Wenzong, the Pillow Book Building.

"Young Master. In the pillow building, when the maidservants saw the man, they immediately bowed.

Mo Ran looked at the man's back and said gently: "It turns out that the son is the head of the Confucian family Wenzong outside the Saiwai, Mr. Kong Jia, Mo Ran is rude." ”

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that this person is extremely silent, and this time he saw it, it was really surpassed.

Kong Jia nodded and led Moran into the master bedroom of the dormitory. Immediately, a strong smell of medicine rushed into the nose.

Bypassing the screen of the four gentlemen of Meilan, bamboo and chrysanthemum in the inner room, I saw a person lying on a large bed carved with red sandalwood, his face was blue and black, and he had almost no breath.

Mo Ran was slightly shocked.

The person on the bed is indeed Kong Yi.

It's just that the Confucian Wenzong has always despised the Wuzong, although Kong Yi is famous, but after all, he is only the head of the Wuzong, and his status is inferior to that of the elders of the Confucian family and the Ruan family, and the pillow book building is the residence of the head of the Confucian family.

Kong Jiali calmly glanced at the person on the couch at the head of the bed, and then turned around and looked directly into Mo Ran's eyes. "Save him. ”

At last, he opened his mouth and said two more words: "Please." ”

……

Zongbai was placed in the Boyuzhang Guarding Formation, and Lan Suwan was ordered to take care of it, and it was getting late before she had to return to the frosty courtyard.

It was almost dawn, and Lan Suwan didn't see Yun Xiao back and forth, so she went to drink bamboo and asked.

The man in white sat by the window, bowed his head and stroked the snow baby on his lap, his face was pale and tired, and he coughed lightly from time to time.

At this time, Ye Luye entered with a sword, stood on the side of the chair, and said: "Master ordered Yun Xiao to kneel, but he didn't wake up, he didn't dare to move, and he was still kneeling in the Thousand Trees Forest at this moment." ”

Lan Suwan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, thinking of what she saw in the morning, and the cold look on the person in Tsing Yi when he stepped on the man's wrist bone without blinking. Silenced for a while.

The man sitting by the window coughed again.

Ye Luye frowned between his eyebrows, took out the snow-white fox and put it on the person in the chair. He said, "Xiaolan will boil the medicine, and I will prepare dinner." ”

Lan Suwan opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound, and finally responded: "Yes......"

The frost moon is cold, and in the deep mountains and valleys, it is already the trend of winter and snow.

The pale cyan figure knelt straight on the grass between the mud, cold and motionless.

The sound of eagles and birds chirping, the sunset and sunset, the shadows of the trees swaying, and the forest wind blowing his hair and clothes, bringing a chill.

From the inside out.

In the middle of the night, snow drifted in the dim sky.

The green shadow stood still, and its low-hanging gaze always fell on the withered grass on the ground, quiet, cold, and cold.

"Eyes must be repaid, villain's behavior?"

"Hurting people with force and taking people's lives lightly?"

"Are you mad at that?"

In the dim forest, the man in Tsing Yi slowly raised a wry smile, and his voice was soft and suppressed: "You may not know why Xiao Er is difficult to spare him." ”

The snow gradually changes to goose down, falling more and more in the cold night, silently blending into the clothes and hair of people in Tsing Yi.

"Just as you don't know how much I think of you and all that you have given me. ”

Snowflakes fall down through the trees, reflecting the cool moon, gradually whirling and dancing.

Suddenly, a white shadow fluttered, sweeping like light snow.

At this time, it was already late at night, and the cold moon hung high in the deep valley, reflecting the secluded forest.

The woman was dressed in thick fox velvet, covered by a moon-white middle coat inside, weak but also very fast to hold the umbrella closer, tiptoe down, stepping between the mud and the grass.

The steps seemed to be silent.

The snow melted in the mud and grass and had already soaked his knees, and the people in Tsing Yi were silent, feeling the sound, and suddenly turned their heads sideways.

Then I saw the man standing at his side with a pale face, his lips like snow, his face almost pale blue, his breath trembling, and extremely unstable.

“…… Get up. As soon as he said that, his breath became more and more unstable.

Yun Xiao looked at her and was stunned for a moment, almost stunned. also looked at the snow baby curled up on her shoulder.

The white velvet ferret was shrunk in the shoulders and neck, almost fused with the fox velvet and snow, and it was shivering from the cold.

Duanmu stopped talking, didn't say more, and turned around lightly.

When Yun Xiao saw her walking, he was anxious, so he stood up in a hurry, and knelt back again with a pain in his knees.

Duanmu stopped tremblingly and sighed almost inaudibly. "Run the internal forces for two days...... It's not too late to get up again, you're seriously injured and you're just recovering from your injuries, and I have no intention of punishing you like this...... Don't do that again. ”

The voice was light and light, worried and pitiful, trembling and sighing. With a light cough, the breath floats.

Yun Xiao quickly moved his internal strength according to his words, and at the same time watched the white shadow reluctantly move and gradually drift away.

"Master!" the man in Tsing Yi gritted his teeth for a moment, and said in a loud voice: "It's only because the Shuanghua Sword was almost lost because of him, Xiao Er just made a heavier shot, but fortunately, the Lin Shuanghua bone fell in the Falling Moon Lake, and when the disciple retrieved it, he reflected on this ......."

The man in white suddenly interrupted him and said softly, "The sword, you don't have to take it back." ”

The man in Tsing Yi was shocked. "What did you say, Master?"

Duanmu Xiaoxian sighed again in silence, and his voice was quiet and shallow: "What you did today is because of the frost sword." ”

The people in Tsing Yi were shocked again.

"When the poison castle was in danger, the teacher saw that you were trying to save people, and you acted quite chivalrous, and I felt comforted...... However, today for this sword, he wantonly hurt people, and his anger loomed. Duanmu Xiaoxian put on his clothes and held an umbrella, stood quietly in the snow, and turned his back to him: "You should know that Rao is Lin Shuanghua's bones, and it is nothing outside your body." There is nothing in the world that is more important than the lives of all living beings. For the sake of a sword, you do not hesitate to fight, wantonly grudge, and hurt people without scruples...... But after that?"

Yun Xiao clenched his fingers and said in a trembling voice. Jiujiu only said: "...... That's the Frost Sword. ”

"If you are paranoid, you will easily turn into anger. If you can't let it go, you won't have to get it back in this life. The woman stopped and walked slowly.

"Master, do you know what that sword means to Xiao Er?" At this time, Qingying was already standing, looking at the woman's back without blinking, and said in a solemn voice: "Why do I value it?!"

When Duanmu heard this, his voice became more dignified, and his breath became more unstable. "That's paranoia. ”

Qingying took a few steps, swept closer, and snatched the umbrella from the man in white, half angrily and half resentfully.

"Could it be that Xiao Er cherishes the sword given by the master...... It's too much?"

The woman was struggling to walk, but her body was exhausted, and she was even more unstable when she was forced to grab the umbrella, and her feet shook.

The man in Tsing Yi seemed to have expected it, and reached out to hug it. said in a low voice: "Xiao Er will send Master back to Drinking Bamboo House first." ”

The night breeze drilled into the collar, and Duanmu instinctively tightened his shirt and snuggled into the boy's arms.

At some point, his face was already pale and tired, and it was a blue color. The woman slowly closed her empty eyes, and still said calmly: "There is no need to say anything about the sword...... Go back. ”

The moment his eyes were closed, his voice was shallow, and his hands fell to his abdomen.

You don't know how important the Frost Sword is to me.

The young man let go of the umbrella in his hand and fell with the wind, and picked up the woman in front of him horizontally in the snow, and firmly encircled her in his arms. It's like you don't know how much I think of you.

His heart was sad, and he swept up, his body was as fast as a ghost, and he entered the frosty courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Drinking bamboo in the house, the girl in blue woke up from the couch and did not see the person on the couch, she was anxious, and hurriedly went out to find the leaves and leaves.

Walking through the dark place at the corner of the courtyard, I saw that under the moonlight in the snow, Qingying strode back with a person in his arms, and went straight into the drinking bamboo house.

Lan Suwan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "I heard that it was snowing, and Master was finally relieved that it would not ......fall," and walked out of the corner and hurriedly followed. "Just come back. ”

Yun Xiao put the woman in white into the couch, lost his strength with one hand to keep her warm, and gently hugged her into his arms with the other.

At this time, the night was silent in the middle of the night, the cold moon was silent, and the only sound of falling snow remained in the frosty courtyard.

"Do you think it's the Frost Sword I can't let go?"

The voice is soft, a little gentle, and a little obsessive. "But I don't know what I can't let go of in this world except for you?"

The white-clothed man's Yuan Li has long been exhausted, and it is difficult to hold on to the snowy night, and he is drowsy and cold, looking for a familiar breath deep in the young man's arms, faintly.

Yun Xiao sat on the edge of the couch, probing her veins franticly, and looking at her brows sadly.

At one time in my heart, I would be arrogant, I would be sad and pitiful, I would be calm and frivolous. finally couldn't hold back, and lowered his head to take her lips.

"Master. ”

Tossing and turning, affectionate and loving.

"Master. ”

Half happiness, half pain.

"Master. ”

The voice is as soft as a flocculent, full of affection.

He kissed her softly and uncontrollably, reaching out to stroke her hair.

Then he lowered his head and branded the cherry blossom pattern on his forehead between the woman's eyebrows.

After a long time, the eyelashes trembled, and tears suddenly slipped down. “…… Do you know how much I love you?"

Lan Suwan stood at the door in a daze.

The wind outside the window suddenly chilled, Yun Xiao was shocked, and turned back sharply.

The blue dress danced softly in the night breeze, blocking the moonlight outside the door.

The man in blue stood at the door of the Drinking Bamboo House with a sad and shocked face, looking at him in a daze.

Tears.

Yun Xiao pursed his lips tightly, motionless, his face was as white as ice and snow, and his hands and feet became cold.

Lan Suwan leaned on the door frame of the Drinking Bamboo House with one hand, her body trembled, her fingers almost pulled into the door, looking at the two people on the edge of the couch in the door, she opened her mouth several times, and it was difficult to speak.

"Senior Brother ......"

I don't know how long it took, but she finally said in a daze: "Shouldn't ...... It shouldn't be like this......"

Crying bitterly, she cried violently, "You and Master...... You and Master are wrong. ”

After saying that, he turned around like a whirlwind, and went straight out of the drinking bamboo house, but he saw thousands of silver threads burst out under the moonlight, instantly entangled the bamboo and wood in the distance, and the blue shadow waved, and it flew away in the blink of an eye.

When Yun Xiao chased out of the bamboo house, the vast snowy night, the hustle and bustle was silent, and the blue shadow was gone.