The surroundings were very quiet, and Gu Ziyan felt that he had been asleep for a long time.

His fine eyelashes quivered, and he finally woke up from an hour-long slumber. Opening his eyes blankly, he lifted the white velvet blanket covering his body, sat on the edge of the bed and recalled, and his mind was really clear.

actually fainted directly in front of everyone...... Reaching out and rubbing the bridge of his nose, Gu Ziyan felt that this was really a bad start.

So, where are you now? Looking around, Gu Ziyan's room was elegant and elegant, and it was still the consistent style of Taihua Immortal Sect. It's just that it's a little more deserted than other places, probably because it's off the beaten track.

On the low table near the bed was a set of white clothes, which were described with blue ornaments, and the style was also the usual clothing worn by the disciples of the Taihua Immortal Sect.

Gu Ziyan looked at the thin underwear on his body, and consciously put on this shirt. Then he jumped off the edge of the bed, walked through the empty room, and walked out the door.

As soon as he went out, the oncoming cold air made him shiver first.

In front of me is a quaint corridor, and every qiē outside the corridor is covered by falling snow that cannot be seen. It was already night, and the moonlight shone on the snowfield, reflecting a dazzling silver glow.

Stretched out his hand and put down his lips and sighed, the warm breath in his mouth immediately turned into white mist, Gu Ziyan was about to continue to move forward along the corridor, but was attracted by the strange sound in the quiet snowfield - it was a clear clang, but it was different from the ordinary sword blade, more like the subtle sound of ice and snow being shattered.

Driven by curiosity, Gu Ziyan turned around and walked in the opposite direction. Bypassing a corner, the situation hidden by the outer wall of the courtyard clearly appeared in Gu Ziyan's eyes.

The cold glow is like a blade, and the broken snow shines.

Mo Ji is still wearing a white cloth and a plain belt, standing in the heavy snow, and his hand is not a spiritual treasure immortal weapon, but it is an ice blade condensed casually, and in his hand it is also like a swimming dragon, and the fluttering sleeves are intertwined into a heavenly posture.

Where the blade passed, it was too fast and left a lot of sword shadows.

Probably attracted by Mo Ji's natural ice spirit root, there were always fine ice and snow fragments around him, and with each movement of his movements, a little bit of star-like light appeared.

The streamers were scattered, and the soft light reflected on Mo Ji's ice-carved face, like flawless white jade.

Especially those eyebrows and eyes, which are obviously extremely cold, seem to contain thousands of morning stars. On the one hand, it makes people dare not look directly, and on the other hand, people can't take their eyes off, as if looking at it for too long has become a kind of blasphemy.

For a while, Gu Ziyan looked a little fascinated.

In fact, he had only seen Mo pull out his sword once. It's just that at that time, every sword of Mo Ji was fatal, and Gu Ziyan naturally didn't have the leisure to appreciate it, and when he looked at it today, he naturally had different feelings.

As if sensing Gu Ziyan's gaze, Mo Ji put away the sword momentum in his hand and cast his gaze.

The moment he turned his head, the wind suddenly rose. Large snowflakes fell from the sky, drifted across the corners of his clothes in the wind, brushed the black hair scattered on his shoulders, and instantly became a picture.

The snow on the road was not deep, but there were still two neat rows of small footprints. Gu Ziyan stood at the end of the footprints, his clothes were thin, his lips and fingertips were abnormally purple because of the cold, only his white hair was extremely commensurate with the thousands of falling snow, making the little cinnabar on his forehead look more conspicuous.

Those dark and bright eyes always give people a feeling of wetness, just like those little animals whose nature has not been shed.

The moment Mo Yong saw Gu Ziyan, there was an extra pity between his cold eyebrows.

His entire silhouette seemed to soften a little, and the ice blade in his hand scattered into fine pieces of ice and snow with a flick of his arm. In the broken snow that had not yet dispersed, Mo Ji walked towards Gu Ziyan, like a wild goose flying across the ground, and there were no footprints left on the snow.

Squatting down in front of Gu Ziyan, Mo Yi stretched out his left arm and wrapped him into the crook of his arm, and then wrapped a white velvet cloak around his shoulder. Then he asked softly, "Is it still cold?" ”

This cloak is of the same material as the velvet blanket that Gu Ziyan covered just now, and it feels extremely soft and warm to the touch, as if it still carries body temperature. The cloak quickly built a barrier between the wind and snow, making Gu Ziyan gradually warm up.

Gu Ziyan, who was wrapped in a white ball in a cloak, was already stunned on the spot, he lowered his eyes, and even dared not look directly at Mo Yi.

The person in front of him who can be regarded as gentle and considerate is still the sword immortal Mo Ji he knows? I always feel ...... It's kind of scary that he's doing that.

Looking at Gu Ziyan, who lowered his eyes, Mo Yan sighed very lightly.

It's about his former appearance, which makes this kid feel uneasy. From Biluo City in Cangtian Prefecture to Taihua Immortal Sect in Jun Tianzhou, as a ten-year-old child, he probably experienced too many things that he shouldn't have experienced.

Mo Ji probably can't forget the terrible scar in Gu Ziyan's heart.

Thinking like this, Mo Yong reached out and lifted Gu Ziyan's cheek slightly, looked directly into his eyes and said softly: "Don't be afraid, from now on, no one will be able to hurt you in the slightest." ”

As if affected by those words, Gu Ziyan nodded obediently. His eyes widened, and he saw his own small reflection in Mo Yi's eyes, which seemed to be filled with thousands of stars.

……

Although I was inexplicably a little moved, I ...... Isn't there something wrong? I always feel that Mo Yong seems to have changed people, so I don't adapt to how to break it.

Seeing Gu Ziyan nodding, the corners of Mo Yan's mouth hooked a slight arc, and he smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up, held Gu Ziyan's immature hand, and wrapped it almost in his palm: "I'll send you to White Dragon Peak." ”

What the? Why was he sent to White Dragon Peak?

Gu Ziyan's heart tightened when he heard this, and this state of mind was also reflected in his hand, and he unconsciously clenched Mo Yan's right hand tightly.

"The climate of Qianhan Peak is very cold, you can't stand it now, and because I don't accept disciples, Qianhan Peak also lacks a lot of things. I have made an appointment with Elder Xuangu to temporarily live in White Dragon Peak before you cultivate the Golden Pill. Of course, Mo Yong sensed Gu Ziyan's uneasiness, and gently touched the back of his hand with his fingertips to soothe, "I'm going to Tianshu Mountain tomorrow, and when I come back, I'll pick the time to teach you something......

Gu Ziyan, who got the answer, had just settled down, and in the next second, he was suddenly picked up by Mo Yong.

Although Qianhan Peak is said to be connected to Bailong Peak, if you want to go to Elder Xuangu from your current position, you will have to walk until dawn tomorrow just by walking Kenneng. Therefore, Mo Yi naturally chose a more convenient way, holding Gu Ziyan in his arms and flying in the direction of Bailong Peak.

The destination is the place where Gu Ziyan has been, and it is also where Elder Xuangu's cave mansion is located.

Although it was night, the Taihua Immortal Sect was a place for cultivating immortals after all, and there were not a few people who no longer needed to sleep when they cultivated the golden pill, so the arrival of Mo Yu at this time was not a disturbance.

As soon as he landed, Gu Ziyan saw Baizhu coming up. After he bowed down to Mo Yi in a proper manner, he spoke: "Master has ordered, if you come over, let me take Ziyan to see him." ”

Mo Yong also knew Bai Shu, who was always by Elder Xuangu's side, so he nodded and put down Gu Ziyan in his arms.

"Come with me." Baizhu winked at Gu Ziyan, and then led him towards the direction of Elder Xuangu's cave.

Gu Ziyan walked beside Baizhu, and when he was about to enter the gate of the cave, the ghost envoy glanced backwards. He saw that Mo Yong was still standing in place, and most of his white clothes were hidden in the night.

Bai Shu took Gu Ziyan into the gate of the cave mansion, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard him breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Oh my God, every time I meet Uncle Mo, I'm so nervous." Baizhu seemed to pat his chest with palpitations, and then turned his gaze to Gu Ziyan beside him, "So how did you manage to be so calm?" He actually came over with you in his arms, I can't imagine it. ”

“…… It's okay. Gu Ziyan thought about it, and finally only held back this sentence.

"Sure enough, only a temperament like you is suitable to be his apprentice. If it were someone else, I don't know what excitement would be at this time. When he said this, Baizhu seemed to think of someone, and his expression couldn't help but bring an obvious disgust.

Before Gu Ziyan could figure out how to answer, the stone wall in front of the two of them turned, and an open cave had already appeared in front of them.

And the person who was staying next to Elder Xuangu was a person that Gu Ziyan didn't want to see very much-the young master of the Su family, Su Qiong, who was dressed in brocade clothes, had already changed into the uniform clothes of the disciples of the Taihua Immortal Sect, and he was listening to what Elder Xuangu said with a humble look.

This gentle and polite look is not quite like before.

"Master, Ziyan is here." Bai Shu shouted directly in a crisp voice, he didn't want to take care of anything, even if it was a newly accepted disciple of Elder Xuangu.

Hearing this, Elder Xuangu stopped what he was saying, he raised his head and beckoned to Gu Ziyan, smiling kindly: "Come here." ”

When he walked over, Gu Ziyan saw that the young master of the Su family was secretly glaring at him, and the look in his eyes was no longer the shame he had before, but the unwillingness and jealousy that he tried his best to hide.

"Hmph." There was a soft snort floating in his ears, from Baizhu walking beside Gu Ziyan.

It seems that Su Qiong not only has a bad relationship with herself, but also doesn't deal with Baizhu very well...... I always feel that the days in Bailongfeng will probably be more "colorful" than I imagined.