There was silence in the library room, and the three of them had their own thoughts. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Changhao estimated that it should be caused by Jun Changning's unusual cultivation techniques, since he couldn't figure it out, there was no need to think about it. He is old, and if he is lucky, he will build a foundation before the end of his life, and live for another hundred and eighty years. If not, it's nothing. At most, before he died, he went back to his hometown and took a look, and he had a knot.

If Luo Changhao would let go of this problem lightly, then He Qianyue was completely the opposite of him. She had reason enough to figure it out, she was young, and she longed for the day when she would be given great power to take revenge on those who had snubbed her, or to show off.

But she understands better that the opportunity is very small, as small as quicksand between her fingers, and she desperately tries to seize it, and what she gets in the end is nothing.

She looked up at Jun Changning. This is a blessed girl, even if she has a very miserable past, what she has is still enviable. In the future, there will be a clear and recognizable peerless beauty, superior cultivation qualifications, and now, excellent luck!

Jun Changning's head was empty for a while, and he turned his head to look out. The rain wasn't as small as she had guessed, and small puddles on the ground splashed with bean-sized droplets. She was a little worried about how to go down the mountain later, and looked up at He Qianyue worriedly, she couldn't carry her!

"How are we going back later?" Jun Changning leaned on the window and muttered to himself. A drop of water snapped on the edge of the window, splashing her face, and she quickly shrank back.

Luo Changhao squinted at He Qianyue's unnatural appearance, and snorted from his nose. looked at Jun Changning with some concern, not everyone is as ambitious as him, and she may not be able to stop in the future!

Ignoring the meaning of the two girls at all, Luo Changhao raised his legs and left, without saying a word. Jun Changning hung his head and asked in a muffled voice, "Sister He, let's go too?" ”

"Huh?" He Qianyue didn't seem to hear clearly, and looked at Jun Changning blankly.

Jun Changning looked back at her strangely and blinked, "Let's go too!" ”

"Oh, good!" He Qianyue hurriedly got up and took the lead downstairs.

The rain was heavier, and it looked like the wind was still blowing. Jun Changning saw that the leaves of the big trees in the courtyard had fallen to the ground, and the lush weeds were blown to the ground.

He Qianyue suddenly stopped and said to Jun Changning, who looked surprised: "You wait for me, I'll bring the unfinished book, and I won't accompany you tomorrow!" After speaking, he didn't wait for Jun Changning to answer, and quickly ran to the second floor.

Jun Changning looked at her back, was silent for a while, looked down at the grass growing in the stone crevices in the yard, and tapped the ground with his toes boredly.

He Qianyue came back soon, with a smile on her face and excitement. I was twitting about the stories in the book all the way, and said that I would have to take Jun Changning down for her in the future, because it was too tiring to climb the mountain.

The mountain wind blew the rain on his face, and it hurt like a snap, Jun Changning covered his face with one hand and supported He Qianyue who slipped under his feet from time to time with the other.

The two returned to their place of residence as if they had just been fished out of the water. He Qianyue said hello to Jun Changning and went back to his room. Jun Changning wiped his face with his sleeve, twisted it, and the rain dripped down. The non-grade magic robes issued by the sect have no function other than changing the size.

Tirelessly drying his body with spiritual power, Jun Changning pulled the hair on the back of his head to his eyes, feeling that he should take a good hot bath. Looking at the pouring rain outside, she gritted her teeth and rushed into the heavy rain to run to the stream.

The red-clothed man who was reading a book in Lang Huan Pavilion suddenly froze, moved uncomfortably, and a suspicious embarrassment flashed from his eyes.

Jun Changning took a battle bath in the rain, crawled into the warm quilt naked, hugged the quilt, and fell asleep consciously as a monk.

The dream was dark and noisy, and she didn't try to struggle, she didn't scream. She knew it was a dream, she just had to wait, wait quietly, and when the time came, she would wake up!

In the darkness, her mother's crying, her father's scolding, her brother's admonition and relatives' accusations, all hit her heart one after another. Jun Changning watched silently and listened.

With the first rays of sunlight shining in through the window cracks, Jun Changning slowly opened his eyes. Rubbing the quilt in a daze, he let out a sigh. She got dressed and opened the window, took a deep breath of the cooler air after the autumn rain, and felt the freshness and vitality that is characteristic of the morning, and a shallow smile appeared on her face.

Casually glancing at the closed door next door, Jun Changning walked towards the library pavilion alone with Chaoxia. When meeting a strange boy and girl on the road, he provoked a stunning and curious glance at the other party, and also returned a strange and friendly smile.

Jun Changning walked to the second floor in Luo Changhao's surprised gaze. The book she had placed in the corner of the shelf yesterday was gone. Unsure of what she was feeling, she shook her head, moved out of the table, dipped it in ink and began to write.

After the baptism of rain, the sky became higher and farther. The clear blue, like the tanzanite that Jun Changning had been deeply infatuated with in his previous life, was beautiful and pure. The soft tip of the pen glides across the white paper, writing neatly characters.

Jun Changning looked serene with a smile on his face.

The red-clothed man in Langhuan Pavilion glanced at her quickly, repeating the boring dossier. There was a sound of footsteps slowly approaching, and he raised his eyes lazily: "Something?" ”

The person who came was a handsome man with a dignified and calm bearing, and he smiled slowly: "I can't come to see you if it's okay?" There was a strange and complicated emotion and nostalgia in his tone.

The man in red was unmoved, and his gaze returned to the file in his hand.

After a long time, the person who came finally said a sentence in amazement:

"I'm afraid, I've forgotten what she looks like、、、、、、"

The man in red was stunned, looked at him coldly and boringly, and slowly turned the page: "You want me to spare that slut's soul?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

The visitor looked at him quietly and said nothing.

seemed to understand that he couldn't compare to the other party's stubbornness, and the person hesitated: "Why? It's been so long, and you still can't let it go? ”

The man in red didn't raise his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Why can't you put it down?" She didn't even know you when she was alive. As if thinking of something interesting, a slight smile escaped his lips.

The person who came seemed to have been poked in the sore foot, and his face was suddenly full of embarrassment and anger. The corners of his lips pursed, and he took a deep breath. Looking at the other party's long silver-white hair and crimson robe, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated, and a trace of self-deprecation and bitter smile appeared in his eyes: "Yes, she doesn't know me at all." But I have been trapped in the realm of tribulation for her for nearly a thousand years、、、、、、"

The man in red lowered his eyes and chuckled, his smile was faint, and he exuded a cold and noble fragrance of epiphyllum.

The visitor sighed and got up to leave. When he turned around, he suddenly asked, "Really don't consider accepting a few disciples?" ”

The man in red did not refuse as before, his gaze swept out of the window, and he said noncommittally: "Say it again!" ”

The man looked at him in surprise, didn't ask too much, and left thoughtfully.

Jun Changning's days were tepid. As the weather turned colder day by day, her cultivation once again reached the twelfth level of Qi training, and then as expected, she returned to the first layer of Qi cultivation again, but the golden spiritual power as slender as a hair became a little thicker, as thick as the cotton thread on the sole of her shoes.

One night, when Jun Changning was walking on the path down the mountain, he suddenly felt a chill on his face. When she raised her eyes, she saw a wave of white, with the momentum of purifying everything, slowly and calmly covering the whole world.

She stood there for a long time, and when she returned to her small courtyard, a faint yellow light came out of the window of He Qianyue's room, and the girl was standing at the door.

Seeing Jun Changning coming back, she smiled happily. The smile was as good as when they first met, full of the delicate and beautiful cardamom girl.

"Changning, let's go to the Fang Market tomorrow to buy things for the New Year!" He Qianyue looked expectant, and her bright almond-like eyes stared at her without blinking.

Jun Changning blinked his eyes slowly and said, "Okay! ”