The dense forest is more than ten miles outside the city, and there is a river meandering through the forest, connecting the water that runs through the city. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info they beat their horses down and tied two tired horses to a tree trunk at the edge of the forest. Spring is about to pass, early summer has not yet arrived, Cen Kexuan followed Xiao Wu towards the forest, stepping on the soft soil and slight weeds and leaves, about dozens of steps, not far from the edge of the forest, he stopped.

"Right here." He pointed to the ground and sat lazily against a not-so-stout tree, "This is where I thought I would die two months ago. As he spoke, he chuckled as he leaned his head against the trunk of the tree, wondering whether he was lucky to have survived or a mockery of fate.

Cen Kexuan stood in place a little apprehensively. Two months have passed, and of course no trace has been left here. She knew, but she couldn't help but come over for that one in 10,000 chance. Perhaps, perhaps, he will leave something behind. But how can there be so many whatevers in the world? The trees in the dense forest obscured the sultry sky, and there was a subtle coolness, and the leaves shone with a faint light.

She took a few steps and leaned against the same trunk as Xiao Wu. Two months ago, a branch on this tree broke, and Xiao Wu experienced the fear of going from life to death, from death to life. Two months ago, the man was seriously injured and fainted alone in the wild forest at night. She raised her head like Xiao Wu did, quietly looking at the mottled and jagged leaves above her head, and through the gaps in the leaves, the halo of the sun seemed to be glowing with color, layer by layer, and the blue sky.

This is where he has been, where his hands have touched this tree, where his feet have trampled on the soil, where his breath has rested.

Could it be you? Brother......

The two sat and stood, each lost in thought, neither of them spoke. Xiao Wu couldn't help but turn his face a little, and saw that the girl who laughed and scolded him on weekdays, and was carefree, looked at the sky quietly at the moment, as if she had forgotten everything around her and was immersed in her own world.

Anyone will have a time when they inadvertently see the unknown side of others. He suddenly couldn't bear to disturb her, and rarely didn't speak. Hurrying all the way, he was already a little tired, and he was lying here at the moment, the shade of the trees was slightly cool, and there was only a slight sound of wind in his ears. He lazily closed his eyes and fell asleep unconsciously.

The man who came out of the pharmacy to buy medicine, turned into a small alley, walked all the way down the alley for a distance, and then crossed a teahouse, turned a few corners, and walked into a very hidden and simple house. It was an ordinary thatched hut, with nothing extra than a table, chairs and a bed, and some utensils for decoction of medicine on the wooden table next to it. He has been here since his injury. This person is Han Yue.

The moment he entered the room, he saw a man lying lazily on the bed. It was a young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his countenance was extremely delicate, as if it had been deliberately sculpted, and there was not a single blemish to be found. He was dressed in moon-white clothes, but it seemed that everything around him was also dyed with this faint light.

When Han Yue pushed the door, the young man opened his eyes lazily, he leaned on the bed with his elbows, and then began to look Han Yue up and down carefully, his eyes were extremely presumptuous, without scruples. It wasn't until he confirmed something that he withdrew his gaze and yawned, "Come and see if you're dead." Since I'm not dead, I'll go. With that, he stood up.

From the moment Han Yue saw him, he stopped at the door in silence. At this moment, when he heard the young man say this, he frowned slightly. On that night a few days ago, he had planned to complete a task, and Cen Kexuan, who lived in Biliu Garden, was said to be the righteous sister of the palace master of Ziyun Palace, and was about to marry Bai Yufeng's woman. In order to ensure that the mission was foolproof, he lurked outside the Biliu Garden, and quickly waited for the opportunity to start.

But to his surprise, he ushered in the failure of his first mission in his life.

The old injuries on his body really dragged him down, and he almost died on the spot, but as everyone knows, when he wanted to end his life tomorrow night, a man of unknown origin saved him. This person is the young man in front of him. Although he was almost unconscious at the time, he still vaguely knew how quickly the young man had taken him away from the Green Willow Garden. Mingxiao, who has always been famous for his swordsmanship, didn't have any chance to fight back.

How could this seemingly young boy have such unimaginable abilities? Who the hell is he? And why save him? Han Yue lowered his head and thought about it, the young man was passing by him, but he only took half a step, but for some reason he moved his body back, and said thoughtfully: "Do you have something to say to me?" The dust floated under the light and shadow, and he had a lazy temperament all over his body, and he turned his head slightly to look at it at the moment, but Han Yue was surprised to find that the young man's pupils were also purple.

This man was too unusual from start to finish. Han Yue was silent for a moment and said, "Why did you save me?" The man raised his head slightly, with a smile in his eyes, and replied without hesitation: "I have some relationship with the family you were born into. Han Yue's eyebrows frowned, and before he could speak, the young man interrupted him: "But other than that, I have nothing to say to you." He still maintained a slightly sideways posture, and the expression on his face seemed to be smiling, giving people a feeling of laziness and unreliability, but the words he said just answered what Han Yue thought in his heart.

Han Yue has always been a lonely and difficult person, but he didn't know that when he met this young man, he was blocked and couldn't speak. He lowered his head and remained silent for a long time before he said slowly: "No matter what, if you save my life, I owe you a favor." He still has this standard for people.

"Oh?" The young man raised his eyebrows and said with some inexplicable meaning, "So, you still want to repay my favor?" Han Yue didn't speak, but he acquiesced. Case. The young man suddenly said, "What if you give up that business in Biliuyuan?" This surprised Han Yue: "Do you want me to let Cen Kexuan go?" ”

The boy nodded casually, as if he didn't want to say any more, and raised his feet and continued to walk towards the door. Han Yue stared at his back closely, his figure seemed to be about to dissolve in the sunlight, connecting with the clear blue sky, the swaying hem of his clothes, and his purple hair seemed to not belong to this world. Han Yue was in a trance for a while, and finally asked, "Who are you?" ”

The boy stopped suddenly, and after a moment, turned around and smiled fleetingly.

"Who am I?" His eyes narrowed slightly, and then he said in a rambling voice, "You can call me Shulan." ”