Essay 4
In this way, the sky was slightly bright, and Miao Jue Pavilion ushered in a new sunshine. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Mu Han's poison has gradually disappeared, but he hasn't woken up yet.
"Say, who told you to go?" The woman in black hid in the dark and said to the man in black who was half-kneeling on the ground and covering her arms.
"Yes...... It's "Before he could finish speaking, a powerful palm wind struck" Bang-" A palm knocked him out of the door, and the muffled sound of landing made the big brother in black spit blood in his mouth, with blood on the corners of his mouth, and a little blood on his clothes, looking embarrassed, the woman approached step by step, her eyes were disdainful, and she looked at him condescendingly, and the big brother in black supported him to get up.
"You? Don't have this ability, it's Qi Yue, right? , It seems that Qi Yue has taught you well" The woman raised the jaw of the man in black with her hand, smiled evilly, and her fingers were not startled, and the man in black dodged the woman's devouring gaze, and clenched his hands under his clothes to endure it, revealing a painful look. The woman in black couldn't help but be stunned, her eyes ran down her hair, staring at him, and lowering his expression. Then, with a look of disgust, he let go, turned his back to him and turned away, leaving behind the big brother in black who had to endure it with a painful face.
"This time, I'll let you go, go back and tell Qi Yue that she is a very good protector, and she has actually become a junior sister of another sect, but recently let me set some rules, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind, let her behave for herself" The woman in black looked at the distant sky and spit white, a trace of morning glow rose, embellishing some slightly dark nights.
The man in black watched the woman in black disappear into the night, and reluctantly stood up and blocked his heart with a mouthful of blood, "poof-" The steps were dyed red, and the scene in front of him was blurry and uncertain.
Gradually, the scene in front of me became more and more blurred, only to feel heavy eyelids, vaguely looking at a white boot, ready to brace up the spirit to look up to see who this person was, and finally it was dark in front of him, and he lost consciousness.
When a gentle ray of sunlight is scattered on the turquoise bamboo poles, it shines with a pure luster, and the green halo lingers around the entire bamboo forest. It was soft and bright, but there was a sound of breaking the air from Ye Wanting not far away.
"Mo Xuan, why hasn't Ning Ran come out yet? She hadn't been out of Lingyan Pavilion for a few days. Yi Xue picked Mo Xuan's sword and looked at the closed door of Ling Yan Pavilion, looking at Ling Yan Pavilion from time to time, the bright sunlight and bamboo leaves shining on her fair and thin face, showing a pure worry.
"I'm still distracted when I practice swords" Mo Xuan watched Yi Xue compare swords with him, but he took care of the others, and said in a deep voice.
Yi Xue looked back at Mo Xuan when she heard the sound, and when she heard what Mo Xuan said, she felt that her cheeks were hot and her ears were hot, and she jumped on her toes and came to Mo Xuan's back.
"Aren't you afraid that something will happen to Ning Ran?" Yi Xue raised her eyebrows and waved her hand forward, turning the hilt of the sword with her wrist, and the sword slowly turned. Swept towards Mo Xuan.
Mo Xuan's light cyan figure was as light as a swallow, and with a turn behind him, the green sword also flashed as quickly as lightning, and the sword light flashed, blocking the sword swept by Yi Xue.
"Don't worry about it, I'm afraid it's also fake!" Mo Xuan stagnated slightly, his bright starlight eyes also dimmed a little, and his voice disappeared like light smoke in the wind, I don't know if it was for Yi Xue or for himself.
"Hasn't she come out yet?" Qingluo listened to the sound of breaking the air from Ling Qingge, walked to watch the two of them compete, sat on the stone bench, sipped a cup of tea, and asked.
Yi Xue looked back and shook her head, watching Qingluo sitting in the pavilion drinking tea, her waist randomly poured down along the sword light, but she randomly pulled out her water sleeves at the moment she landed on the ground.
Hook on the beams of the house, around the bamboo like a fairy in the cyan sword light, only in an instant, look at the sword scabbard in the hand of the maid, tear off the water sleeve, make a flying immortal, and then throw out the green sword in his hand, in the middle of the scabbard. The water sleeves fell with the cyan figure.
Mo Xuan took the opportunity to look at Yi Xue, waved his sword, and with a "Zheng" sound, it was put into the scabbard.
Walking towards the gazebo, Qingluo looked at the two of them and asked, "If she doesn't come out, what should I do?" Then he picked up two blue-glazed white porcelain cups, held the handle of the pot in his right hand, pressed the lid lightly with his left hand, and poured it slowly.
"I can only wait for her to figure it out, and then I can talk about it" Mo Xuan picked up the teacup and leaned against the pavilion pillar, sipping gently, holding the teacup, but his eyes always stayed outside the Lingyan Pavilion.
"She fortunately endured it, otherwise the Yin Killing Sect would definitely be bleeding, and when the time comes, I am afraid that Miao Juexuan Pavilion will be criticized by those so-called famous and decent people, but I am not afraid of criticism, but I am afraid that someone with a heart will make a big fuss about this."
Qingluo sighed silently and looked at the blue and mirror-like sky in the distance.
"But......... That painting" Yi Xue looked at the light breeze of the falling clouds, a little sad and indignant, remembering the scene when Ning Ran looked at the remnant painting, since it is a painting.
Then he could make up another one, so he looked at the two of them with some excitement, hoping that Mo Xuan could make a move, after all, he was a painting saint, and a painting would not be difficult for him, and he wanted to speak and stopped, hoping that Mo Xuan could help Ning Ran.
"That painting can't be repaired" Mo Xuan stared at the blue-brown tea leaves in the cup, slowly turned, and whispered. seems to know that Yi Xue wants him to make up the painting, if he can make it up, will he still be like this?
But that painting...... I really can't make it up, it's not that it's a broken painting and can't be replaced, but it's that the things that the painting needs have long been lost, and if you forcibly replace it with something else, it will destroy the broken painting, so he can't take this risk, and he doesn't dare to take it.
"If you can't make it back, if you can't make it up, will you let Ning Ran be locked in the room and won't come out?" Yi Xue listened to Mo Xuan's words, a little indignant, and looked at the two of them unwillingly.
Suddenly put down the teacup in his hand, the blue glazed white porcelain cup was shocked by this sudden shock, making a "pounding" sound, and a few drops of tea dropped, falling on the stone table, reflecting Yi Xue's face. Yi Xue looked at the door of Lingyan Pavilion, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt inexplicably desolate in her heart.
"This can only make her think clearly, we can't help her" Qingluo's eyes swept over the tea drops on the table, and then looked at the miserable appearance of the two of them, turned his face away, hid the worry on his face, and said in a decisive and somewhat cruel tone.
"Think? If she could think clearly, she wouldn't lock herself up in Lingyan Pavilion" Yi Xue raised her head and looked at Mo Xuan, hoping that he could think of a way, instead of relying on Qingluo's thoughts, Yi Xue snorted, obviously a little unaccustomed to the current mood.
Mo Xuan kept looking at the teacup in his hand and shook his head gently.
"You ........." Yi Xue looked at the two of them steadily, and gradually felt unwilling for Ning Ran in her heart, and slowly turned around, but even at that moment, Qingluo had already seen the tears in her beautiful eyes.
Yi Xue............ Crying?
Qingluo and Mo Xuan felt at a loss for a while, why did Ning Ran's mother's painting be ruined, and Yi Xue would have such a big reaction?
Since the day they met Yi Xue, they have never seen her cry, even if the corrupt official who assassinated Jingzhou Assassin Shi was seriously injured by someone who was plotted to be seriously injured, her two hands were almost useless, and she had not seen her cry after lying on the bed for two whole months, but why did she cry when she encountered Ning Ran.
The three of them were silent, not speaking to each other. Qingluo and Mo Xuan quietly looked at the dark bamboo forest in the distance that was blocked by the sun.
In the closed Lingyan Pavilion, a faint sandalwood fragrance filled his side, and the hollow carved windows shot into the speckled sunlight, and if you looked carefully, you will find that Ning Ran, who was leaning on the bookcase and looking up at the beams, a series of tears flowed silently from her sad face, and Ning Ran did not cry at all, but let the tears keep flowing down.
A large book case in Huali, on which there are all kinds of celebrity texts and books, and three treasure inkstones, various color pen holders, and pens inserted in the sea of pens are like woods.
On that side, there is a large Ru kiln flower sac, a bag full of crystal balls of white chrysanthemum, and a piece of upturned drawing paper is placed in the center of the bookcase, and the black hair sweeps across the drawing paper.
Everywhere on the floor was rice paper with half-drawn drawings or only a few strokes, and it was vaguely obvious that it was a woman.
Ning Ran's eyes were bloodshot, gray and bottomless, and he looked at the beams made of fir wood in a daze. The eyelids began to become heavy, slowly drooping, and the eyes gradually lost focus, and began to become confused.
In the haze, it seems to see the figure of the queen mother holding a book and holding herself whispering in her ear, echoing softly in the ears of the queen mother's gentle voice, and unconsciously falling into gentle darkness.
Suddenly, when the sunlight reflected on her face, her originally slightly frowning brows gradually loosened, and there was a glittering light in her eyes, which gradually became clear, and in an instant, a bright smile was raised, which was deeply moving.
Then he got up slowly, staggered to the door of the room, gently opened the closed door, "crunch-", the delicate and gentle sunlight through the clouds hit down, Ning Ran frowned, covered the bright sunlight with his sleeves, stayed in the room for a long time, but was a little uncomfortable.
Ning Ran looked at everything outside the door, took a deep breath, but touched the soft sword and the long soul through his clothes.
Mo Xuan had been staring at Ling Yan Pavilion, suddenly listened attentively, got up and stroked the black hair scattered on his sideburns, looked at the tea tasting Qingluo, and the chair meditating alone in the pavilion pillar Yixue, Qingluo put down the tea cup unhurriedly, slowly got up, and glanced at Mo Xuan.
She...... Finally figured it out.
Mo Xuan rushed towards Lingyan Pavilion with a smile on his face, while Qingluo walked unhurriedly, and when Yi Xue felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, she had already disappeared from the two of them when she came back to her senses, and stomped her foot fiercely before heading towards Lingyan Pavilion.
When Mo Xuan arrived at Lingyan Pavilion, he saw Ning Ran looking at everything in the courtyard unharmed, and couldn't help but speak: "Ning Ran .........", for the first time, he found that his voice was so dry.
At this moment, Qingluo walked in and asked Ning Ran, who was now at the door, "Have you thought clearly?" ”
Ning Ran looked at the two of them when he heard the sound, smiled, nodded, and actually entered the house, Mo Xuan was unhappy, his eyes were obscure and looked at Qingluo beside him, Qingluo glanced at him lightly, and walked towards Ning Ran without a blind eye.
"How's it going?" Mo Xuan asked with some embarrassment in his clear and complicated eyes.
"I've almost figured it out, but I remember that I still have one thing to finish, so I'll trouble you this time" Ning Ran sat next to the bookcase, holding the half of the broken painting, facing away from them, staring at the woman on the painting tightly, rubbing the corners of her sore eyes, and said seriously
"It's really not going to the Yin Killing Sect?" Qingluo entered the house and saw a room full of rice paper, as well as the portrait on the rice paper, his body fell slightly, looking at Ning Ran's back, a little unconvinced, asked her tentatively, watched her shake, still not convinced.
Mo Xuan picked up the painting paper on the ground, looked at the ink on it, and knew at a glance that it was Ning Ran who painted it, because her painting skills were not worse than his, but he fell behind, but in this way, this residual painting still did not make up, but you can think of how precious and rare this original painting paper should be.
Slowly swept the rice paper in the room, looking at them everywhere, her body was a little unstable, and the corners of her eyes were a little sour, staring blankly at her thin back. How long has she been painting to have such a waste of paper.
"And when are you going?" Qingluo was convinced of Ning Ran's words, I'm afraid that she went this time, not to do something, but to the Yin Killing Sect, thinking of this, she sighed deeply, she still didn't think clearly, but she didn't blame her, didn't it?
"Tonight," Ning Ran replied tiredly, closing her eyes.
"Are you going alone, or do you want to take Mo Shadow Guard or other shadow guards with you?" Before Yi Xue stepped into the room, she interjected and asked Ning Ran.
"Why don't you accompany me?" Ning Ran opened his eyes, looked at Yixue who stepped in in confusion, and smiled.
"Okay, I don't have anything to do anyway, so it's better to go out with you to have a look" Yi Xue replied without thinking, without raising her head, Qingluo looked at Yi Xue with some schadenfreude.
"If you have nothing to do, why don't you go to the Hidden Plum Hall with the Night Shadow Guard?" Ning Ran said without heart and lungs, as if those unpleasant things had never happened.
"Okay" Yi Xue took the drawing paper in Mo Xuan's hand and looked at it, without any hesitation, she immediately replied, and Qingluo and Mo Xuan on the side both secretly laughed.
Er, Yi Xue felt that something was wrong, it felt weird, and after thinking about it carefully, she found that she had fallen into Ning Ran's trap.
Hidden Plum Hall? As if I'm not mistaken, Meitang is a place for special training, but unlike ordinary training places, there is a corresponding punishment for the corresponding training, and the punishment has never been heard of and will not be repeated.
Last time, it was because Frost Shadow Guard didn't complete the task and went to the Hidden Plum Hall. Not only did their four holy envoys go to see it, but there were also five other groups of shadow guards who accompanied them throughout the process. So they were lucky enough to see it once.
That's a very harsh level, and if there is a slight flaw in the training, then you will be punished, and each person will not have more than three chances.
After three times, it will be Ning Ran who will entertain him personally, and the pain will be unbearable. Yi Xue shuddered instantly, looking at Ning Ran with a smile on her face, she felt that she had bad intentions, so it was better to push it.
"Uh............ I remembered that I still have something to do, so it's better for you to go alone" Yi Xue hesitated for a while, and said firmly, please, go to Yinmei Hall, she is not stupid, why should she suffer, it's better not to go to this matter.
"Really not going?" Ning Ran didn't look over, and looked at Yi Xue with a smile.
"Also............ It's better not to go, by the way, I remember, I'm going to see how the Nightshadow Guard is doing, so I'll go first! ”
Yi Xue looked at Ning Ran's smile and felt creepy, as the enemy said, she slowly retreated step by step, kept touching the door with her hand, retreated to the door, and then ran away in a puff of smoke. Leaving Qingluo and Mo Xuan who couldn't help laughing.