There is a big stone on the highest peak of the Deayun Mountain, and on such a night, it is a good place to admire the moon and talk about poetry. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The info man sat there and began to drink, and the wine gourd in his hand was small and cute, but it seemed to have an infinite capacity. Shao Qingyun turned his head to look at him, and the man drank the wine silently, tears streaming down his face.

One person and one fox seem to be pouring out all their grievances in tears this night. At that time, Shao Qingyun didn't even understand what he was upset about.

The plain robe was also stained with a lot of wine, and it was wet, and Shao Qingyun found that the robe was not pure white fabric, and the placket was embroidered with a white thread that was one color different from the pattern he couldn't understand, which was complicated and gorgeous. In the silvery moonlight, there seemed to be a glow circulating on that line.

The man suddenly fell silent and threw the gourd down the cliff in front of him, and it was a long time before he heard a dull sound. As if to hold something back into his eyes, the man looked up at the sky, and Shao Qingyun heard the sound of snorting from the top of his head.

The next second, the man bent down and squatted on the ground, holding him and crying like a child.

At night, the rustling of leaves can be heard deep into the cave, and from time to time you can hear the howls of some animals, or the lonely sounds of birds at night. The light of the night pearl was cold without a trace of temperature, and the cave was a quiet mess.

Xiao Qingtian turned his head to look at Shao Qingyun.

The man's expression was unchanged from beginning to end, and there was no joy or sorrow. After talking for so long, the only place where I could hear the change in feelings was when I drank with the bewitching man in the white robe in the night.

He had been staring at the jade bracelet in his hand for nearly half an hour.

Xiao Qingtian tilted her head and saw the man's reddish eyes.

Alas, Xiao Qingtian sighed silently in her heart.

Maybe he'll have to take a break.

Xiao Qingtian got up and walked out of the cave, the trees of the Deyun Mountain were abundant, and it was even more so in this undeveloped area. Shao Qingyun installed a door at the entrance of the cave, and the cave was also renovated, with simple solid wood furniture and sofas, although not luxurious, but barely warm.

At the entrance of the hill is a slightly sloping dirt slope, and not far away are a few quite flourishing trees, and the canopy of the trees is just right in the way of the cave. Xiao Qingtian had already observed it when she came in the afternoon, and she knew that not far from the slope was a cliff.

Xiao Qingtian stretched out his right hand and pinched a trick, and a cluster of flames jumped out of his palm, dangling like mischievous in the night breeze.

Gently raised his hand, and the flame flew out of the palm of his hand, and a light cluster of flames floated in front of Xiao Qingtian's right side.

"Let's go. Xiao Qingtian chuckled and pointed ahead.

The flames flickered in the air, and they floated forward and began to light the way.

The night in the mountains is really seeping, Xiao Qingtian brushed aside the branches in front of him, and silently gave himself a thumbs up in his heart.

But...... This is obviously not her scale......

Xiao Qingtian stood on the edge of the cliff not far from the cave, looking at the neat row of more than ten wildflowers at the top of the cliff with a strange expression.

Well, maybe it can't be called a wildflower bush, after all, you've seen whose wildflowers grow so regularly.

Two bushes and one column, Xiaoqing days counted, there were nine columns.

Stretching from one side of the cliff to the other, there are several small mounds of earth that bulge slightly.

Xiao Qingtian couldn't help but tremble all over, Mom, this is a cemetery......

Scary, scary!

She's going home to find Ma Ma and hug her!

Oh yes, she didn't have numbness.

This beauty is really a miserable baby.

Xiao Qingtian silently turned around and moved back to the cave. In the cave, Shao Qingyun was still staring at the bracelet in a daze.

"Eh, this big brother! Don't be in a daze, you haven't finished your story yet!" Xiao Qingtian threatened seriously, "Listening to stories is the same as reading comic books, if you don't finish the story, you call digging a pit and not filling it!

Shao Qingyun finally took his eyes off the bracelet, he raised his head and looked at the girl with arrogance in his eyebrows speechlessly.

"What happened later?" Xiao Qingtian sat down on the sofa and asked curiously with a face on her face.

"Later, ah......" Shao Qingyun turned his head to look at the door that was closed at the bottom of the cave, and a few wisps of reminiscence appeared on his face.

The man that night was the Innocent Immortal Venerable of the Immortal Realm. This was only later known to Shao Qingyun.

All he knew at first was that this man was a man with a story.

When the sun rose, the man lying on the boulder sat up abruptly, rushed to the cliff not far away, and jumped down.

Shao Qingyun, who had just woken up and was still dazed, was startled, subconsciously erected the hair on his body, and rushed to the edge of the cliff in a few steps.

The man's white robe was like a blooming white peony in mid-air, and his silver hair reflected the morning sun like silk, dazzling to the extreme.

Shao Qingyun, who was still a little fox, was directly stunned.

It wasn't until Innocent squatted in front of him with a flask that he came to his senses.

Sitting on the edge of the cliff with his knees crossed, not caring for his immaculate white robes, he looked up at the rising sun, and suddenly burst into a burst of laughter.

The reluctant and desperate laughter echoed in the valley for a long time, and the birds in the forest were startled.

Shao Qingyun saw that he raised his hand slightly, the wine gourd in his hand moved forward, the mist in the sun seemed to be shining with silver light, and a little silver light fell from the cliff, and the river that suddenly appeared under the cliff rushed forward.

What Shao Qingyun still saw was the slight flash of water in the corners of his eyes.

The number of times a man loses control is only that once, and the innocence that Shao Qingyun sees after this is the man who is so strange and arrogant that he doesn't seem to care about anything in the world.

He always carries a wine gourd, hangs straw sandals, wears a messy white robe, and has long hair that is not tied, with a beautiful uninhibited style.

Shao Qingyun, who didn't understand why he was so sad that he shed tears, was particularly envious of his innocent bravado. In the years when Wuxian was deceiving Yunshan, Shao Qingyun always followed him inch by inch.

People with dead hearts are prone to take the path of immortals. Innocent squatted down and stroked the little fox's fur, staring at his eyes and saying word by word.

Shao Qingyun winked at him puzzled.

Innocence began to teach him how to cultivate.

The path of cultivation was not easy, and Shao Qingyun was forced to persist by innocence.

First of all, he was not allowed to go to Lao Shao and Yu'er's graves to nest again, but Shao Qingyun obviously saw that he was always sitting on the big stone looking at the graves in the distance in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, he always had a look of disgust. Later, Innocence stopped letting him enter the cave, let him fight the tiger three or four times his size in the rain, and threw himself into the swamp and left it alone.

Until he can do it, no matter how unprepared and embarrassed, he can keep himself calm and unhurried, and he can make his fur clean and bright. Just like the white robe of innocence himself, it has only been stained with luscious wine.