Chapter 54: Sijun is gone
Hearing that the other party was actually a disciple of Piaoyu Pavilion, Xiang Yantian couldn't help frowning, she didn't have a very good image of this image called Piaoyu Pavilion, the reason was that she had seen Luo Yu'er at the Hundred Gates Conference a year ago. Please remember the URL of this site: . But soon she showed a relieved expression, in fact, there was no deep hatred between the two sides, and it would indeed be too unwise to be hostile to the entire sect just because of her alone.
Perhaps noticing the expression on Xiang Yantian's face after he reported his name, Xiao Xin suddenly became nervous. Lowering her head, her hands clenched tightly to her chest, she drew circles uneasily.
"That'...... That ......"
Facing Xiao Xin, who wanted to stop talking, Xiang Yantian quickly realized the reason, and showed a gentle smile, she gently smoothed the girl's somewhat messy hair, and said softly: "Silly child......"
Raising her head, Xiao Xin smiled a little shyly at Xiang Yan's black eyes that seemed to contain star shavings.
The April breeze is gentle, and the breeze with a hint of moisture is slightly warmed by the spring sun, and the face is like a mother's hand, which makes people feel more comfortable. On the street, two young girls, one big and one small, walked one after the other, and the breeze blew, raising their black hair, forming a unique scenery, attracting passers-by to stop and watch.
Looking at the somewhat weak girl in front of her who was just as high as her shoulders, her dress was already torn, and her little face was dirty, which made people can't help but feel pity, of course, her original intention was to set off as soon as possible, but in view of Xiao Xin's situation, she still gave up on the road of finding Yan Qing now, at least to settle the child.
With a gentle smile, she gently touched Xiao Xin's little head, and said with some pity: "Na, I'll call you Xin'er, what's the matter?" ”
"Hmm......" Even though Xiang Yantian had already expressed extreme friendliness, Xiao Xin still couldn't help but feel a little timid. After all, the sister standing in front of her is really good, not only is she beautiful, but her martial arts are still so strong, she must be not inferior to Senior Sister Luo of this sect.
"You see you're so dirty, let's find an inn to live in, take a shower and change clothes, and then have a good night's rest, you must be very tired." Holding Xiao Xin's delicate little hand, Xiang Yantian didn't wait for her to say anything before pulling her into the only inn in this town.
The night came quietly, the moonlight soaked the earth like water, and the small town seemed quiet and serene under the silver-white moonlight. In the small inn, in the same small guest room, Xiang Yan looked forward to the bright moon outside the window, and his eyebrows were full of indescribable amazement. The silver-white moonlight sprinkled down, like a thin veil shrouded the small room, and her fair face was like a flawless jade under the reflection of the moonlight, perfect and quiet, at this moment she seemed to be the goddess above the nine heavens.
I'm sorry, I should have left to find you today, but I couldn't leave her alone when I met this child, and I think if it were you, you would do the same. The eyelids drooped, and the corners of Xiang Yan's mouth hooked up a sweet and somewhat shy smile.
Turning her head and looking at Xiao Xin, who was sleeping quietly beside her, she showed a gentle smile, and then gently covered the quilt for her. On the bed, Xiao Xin slept very deeply, and her little face was full of exhaustion, presumably she was really tired during the day.
Far east, a cool sea breeze with a hint of fishy smell blows across a small isolated island in the sea, and the waves are churning, constantly lapping against the rocks on the edge of the island. In the sky, the darkness gradually dissipated, and the east was white, whiter and brighter, and finally the fiery morning sun finally jumped out from below the horizon.
The moment the sun rose below the horizon, on the highest mountain in the middle of the island, a white figure suddenly opened its eyes. The breeze blew through his white clothes as white as snow and fluttered in the wind, and he was like an immortal from the nine heavens. At this moment, his starry eyes were filled with sharp light, but soon, his eyes softened, and when he looked back to the west, a smile appeared on his face.