"You have a good rest. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Zhongli only felt that the coming days were long, so he didn't bother Xuanyuan Mingyue, he just walked out of her room slowly and closed the door for her intimately.

After Zhongli left, Xuanyuan Mingyue turned over and sat on the windowsill, she quietly looked at the endless lotus pond, but her heart was very uneasy.

The breeze brought lotus incense, slowly lifted the corners of her clothes, her slightly frowning brows had a hint of relaxation, but she soon became sad again, she was worried about her master, this worry, did not stop for a moment.

Inadvertently, the corner of her eyes glanced at the nearby water pavilion, where Zhongli was, he was casually lying on the water pavilion and placed on the golden silk nanmu soft couch, with his hand on his head, he was also looking at the lotus pond, I don't know what he was thinking.

Xuanyuan Mingyue bit her lip, she felt that if she could successfully rescue her master, maybe she wouldn't be so guarded against Zhongli.

Some thoughts flashed in her heart, Xuanyuan Mingyue decided to listen to Zhongli's explanation, she felt that if Zhongli really had something unspeakable, maybe he would give him an explanation.

Thinking of this, Xuanyuan Mingyue's eyes moved slightly, and then he jumped off the windowsill and walked slowly towards Zhongli.

Xuanyuan Mingyue deliberately put her steps very heavy, she felt that Zhongli's cultivation was so high, she would definitely notice her approach, but when she looked closer, she found that Zhongli was resting with his eyes closed, and there was no sign of waking up at all.

She had some indescribable emotions in her heart, she stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Zhongli's eyes, the demon still looked like he was asleep, and he seemed to be unaware of Xuanyuan Mingyue's approach.

The soft couch was too narrow, and Zhongli didn't seem to be sleeping very comfortably, and he unconsciously rolled over and unexpectedly rolled off the soft couch.

Xu is instinctive reaction, seeing that Zhongli was about to fall, Xuanyuan Mingyue reached out to pick it up without thinking, but was fiercely pressed under him by the demon.

Xuanyuan Mingyue was dizzy from the impact, and her eyes were a little blurry, but as soon as she could see clearly, she saw Zhongli's uncertain eyes, and there was no emotion on his face, but he slowly withdrew from Xuanyuan Mingyue, who was pressed on him, and his voice couldn't hear his preferences, and said, "It's so late, go to sleep." ”

Xuanyuan Mingyue only felt blushing and embarrassed, and she didn't care so much, she just got up from the ground in a panic, said a word to Zhongli to disturb, and left the lotus water pavilion.

After taking a few steps, Xuanyuan Mingyue suddenly thought that she had just been so flustered that she had forgotten to ask Zhongli what she was thinking. She felt a little guilty in her heart, feeling that she shouldn't have been nervous and forgot to get down to business.

Zhong Li saw Xuanyuan Mingyue take a few steps and fold back, the corners of his mouth tugged and pulled slightly, but his movement was too small, and the moonlight was hazy, Xuanyuan Mingyue didn't see it at all.

"I want to ......" Xuanyuan Mingyue's voice was a little soft, she felt a little weak, after all, she seemed to be a little unclear just now.

"Don't think about it, go to sleep." Zhongli interrupted Xuanyuan Mingyue without waiting for her to finish speaking, and said, "It's too late, go to sleep." ”

Xuanyuan Mingyue glanced at Zhongli secretly, and felt that his expression was cold and cold, as if she had just provoked him, she was not very happy and pouted, and said, "Then I'll go to sleep." ”

The night was long and the dream was short, Xuanyuan Mingyue tossed and turned, and she did not fall asleep, and the cold fragrance in the lotus pond attacked her from all directions, making her clearly aware of where it was, and once again reminded her of the memories that were sealed in her heart by herself, those memories about Zhongli.

If, if there were no gaps between them, no differences in their positions, then with Xuanyuan Mingyue's temperament, they would definitely not be entangled now. Unfortunately, there are no ifs.

The breeze came slowly, shaking the bells at the corners of the eaves, Xuanyuan Mingyue's expression was a little trance, but her heart became more and more sober. Zhongli is showing favor like this now, I am afraid that he thinks that Yun Qianlu is dead and feels guilty about himself. If, he learned tomorrow that Yun Qianlu was not dead, with his ability, he didn't know what terrible things he would do.

Xuanyuan Mingyue didn't dare to think about it, she pulled the quilt, gently blindfolded herself, and fell asleep deeply.

"Get up and practice." Still in the dream, Xuanyuan Mingyue was awakened by this magnetic and cold voice, the man tapped the door three times, and the footsteps became farther and farther away.

Originally, Xuanyuan Mingyue made an excuse to follow him to practice immortal arts, but now that he is so serious, Xuanyuan Mingyue has to cooperate well.

It was not yet dawn, it was around three o'clock in the morning, often at this hour, Xuanyuan Mingyue was still resting, she didn't expect Zhongli to be so diligent in cultivating every day, no wonder he could reach such a high level of cultivation.

After washing up neatly and quickly, Xuanyuan Mingyue casually curled her hair, got dressed, pushed the door out, and saw Zhongli standing in front of the door waiting.

He smiled lightly, as warm as the breeze blowing willows in March, and said, "In the future, I will get up at this hour every day to practice." Xuanyuan Mingyue looked at his eyes, didn't dare to show other emotions, just responded lightly, and said: Okay.

In the past, when Xuanyuan Mingyue practiced with Yun Qianlu, Yun Qianlu advocated that cultivation should be all based on self-consciousness and had never restrained Xuanyuan Mingyue, so she became more and more free and loose. However, Zhongli's requirements have always been harsh and strict, she looked up at Zhongli, who was standing straight, and sighed lightly in her heart. He really wanted to teach himself, but he couldn't imagine her stubbornness, in her heart, there was only one master.

"What are you thinking?" Zhongli glanced back at Xuanyuan Mingyue, who was slow, frowned slightly, and said in an unkind tone: "Are you thinking about your master?" ”

"How so?" Xuanyuan Mingyue, who was seen through by Zhongli, hurriedly denied it, she was worried in her heart, for fear that if she said something wrong, she would affect her master, she settled down, changed her seemingly sad appearance, and said: "But when you mention it, I miss my master a little, but he is dead, and I only think of him occasionally." ”

Hearing Xuanyuan Mingyue say this, Zhong Wei'an felt a strong anger at the same time, he stopped his steps, held Xuanyuan Mingyue's chin with his hand, forced her to look at him, and said, "Promise me, forget him." ”

This distance is very close, Xuanyuan Mingyue can clearly hear Zhongli's heart beating hot and strong, she is panicked and scared, she just ignores the frequency of her heart beating very fast, her heart beats two times or three times, and after a while, the hearts of the two of them beat to the same rhythm.

"Forget him." Zhongli's voice seemed to have magical power, his eyes were shining, like a pool of spring water, and Xuanyuan Mingyue's heart rippled, those secrets buried deep in her heart, those secrets about the girl's initial heartbeat, in this second, like a castle buried under the sand dunes, slowly and slowly reappeared under the hurricane.