"Cousin, are you also here to buy clothes? I just saw a dress that suits you perfectly, would you like to try it? Su Ming looked at Wei Qingyan cautiously and with a little joy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Jun Changning nervously tugged at the corner of Miss Wei's clothes, for fear that she would really put the ideas in her head into practice.

For Wei Qingyan, being able to talk about this matter actually means that in some ways, it also means that she can face Su Ming rationally.

Miss Wei condescendedly and looked at the young man next to Su Ming with a new gaze, she suddenly felt very unfamiliar with this childhood sweetheart who had grown up with her and had followed her in front and behind. Yes! It's been three years since they've played and talked together!

She turned her gaze to the cousin who had brought her the first stumbling in her life, looking at the slight fear in her eyes and a little waiting for something to happen. Wei Qingyan turned his face lightly, showing the noble demeanor of the daughter of the family: "No need, my preferences have changed a long time ago, if you like to buy and wear it yourself." By the way, are the spirit stones enough? Do you want me to give you some more? ”

Mu Qian looked at Wei Qingyan in surprise, he couldn't believe what he had just heard! This is the first time in three years that I have seen her not angry, and I was in a trance for a while.

Su Ming's expression froze, and she tried her best not to make her surprise appear abrupt. It seems that except for the first time the two met, this is the only time Wei Qingyan has been friendly to her, although there is no smile, at least no eyebrows!

She muttered, "No, no need! "Did something happen?

"In that case, you and Young Master Mu are at your own convenience, I still have something to do!" Wei Qingyan took Jun Changning's hand and left gracefully.

Jun Changning quietly gave her a thumbs up, feeling that he was very much like a dog following the goddess.

Wei Qingyan raised his eyebrows lightly, and smiled dignifiedly, compared to the delicate and innocent body in the past, with the stability and elegance given by adding two points of growth.

Xu really didn't mind the past anymore, Wei Qingyan, who opened his heart, returned to his true nature, and dragged Jun Changning to stroll until it was dark. Jun Changning almost wanted to vomit blood, and almost fell asleep on the mountain road back to the library pavilion!

The realm of the library pavilion can never hear the cicadas, and when midsummer comes, Jun Changning's size has grown a lot. The mark she had drawn on the doorpost was three centimeters taller than the last time, and it made her smile from ear to ear, ignoring her leaky teeth.

Wei Qingli's brother and sister came to Jun Changning from time to time to discuss or discuss their cultivation experience, and once, Su Ming actually came with him. Wei Qingyan's expression was very calm, which made Jun Changning, who had always been worried, embarrassed for his villain's heart afterwards.

In addition to step-by-step cultivation every day, Jun Changning pondered the foundation of the formation given by Wei Linyuan from beginning to end in line with the psychology of having more skills and not pressing down. Occasionally trying her hand at things that she could see everywhere around her had little effect, but she had already felt her interest in the formation gradually increasing.

Once, she used a simple formation in the battle with Wei Qingli, and the power was immediate. Wei Qingli's body was imprisoned by that small immobilization technique for only a second, and Jun Changning's sword was against his throat.

When she was chatting with Wei Qingyan, she heard that Su Ming insisted on going out to practice alone, but Wei's father and Wei mother had no choice but to comply, but she hadn't sent the news back for a long time. Father Wei wanted to send someone out to find and inquire, but for some reason he didn't mention the matter again.

For Jun Changning, as the days go by, her life is not limited to occasionally going to the market to buy food and spices, she just stays in a small place like the Library Pavilion.

She had been lying on the roof of the library countless times and looking at the night sky, imagining an unknown future, with joy in her heart and a smile on her lips. On those days, time passed by her ears, and Jun Changning was sure that she had heard the commotion. Like a song, the rhythm is soothing.

Every time she thought of this, she couldn't help but come to the bottom of the cliff that night in the middle of the night. Looking forward to hearing the sound of the piano again, refraining from disturbing the piano player, and infinitely beautifying the other party's appearance in my heart.

Once, she actually heard the piano again.

Such a unique timbre made Jun Changning sure that the person who played the piano was the same person that night. She was like a believer who had prayed all her life, and one day she was finally blessed by the gods, and her heart seemed to jump out of her chest. A joy from the bottom of her heart brought her a good mood for several days in a row.

She didn't expect the person who played the piano in the middle of the night to establish any tacit understanding with her six or seven-year-old child across time and space. She likes to be like that, to be a star-gazing person!

is also because of this little secret that no one shares, Jun Changning always feels that someone is company.

She drew a lot of people on paper.

Without exception, the night, the cliffs, the plain qin, the long fingers.

There is no positive portrait, because her lack of painting skills cannot depict a lonely enough face. Maybe one day, she will see such a person wading through the water without squinting in the depths of the stream. No panic, no surprise.

Jun Changning held her cheeks and stared at the night of the bonfire, and the little turtle beside her lay clumsily on the instep of her feet. People are as lonely as pets, and they look at it like stars dyed with color, reflected in the huge and dark inkpool, struggling to refuse to be annihilated.

When the weeds on the boundary of the Library Pavilion were once again withered and yellow, and the big trees in the courtyard began to shed their leaves frantically again, Jun Changning was already able to easily defeat Wei Qingli. Since the other party has been in the secret realm of Yunshan, for some reason, he has never recovered.

Her long hair also reached her thighs, spreading out and covering her body like ink.

In her previous life, she grew up for a reason that seemed ridiculous to others. Because I saw a novel in junior high school, in which the hero's long hair was deeply shocked by her lack of beauty and nourishment. She realistically understands that no man will fulfill her dreams for her, so she is very determined to come by herself!

It's a pity that Jun Changning's hair quality in his previous life was not good.

Pick up a strand of hair and play with it between your fingers, the jet-black and bright color, wrapped around the pink and jade white fingers. Black and white are clear, wrong eyes, indescribable nobility and gorgeousness.

Jun Changning crossed one leg and swayed on the edge of the cliff with one leg.

It's been so long since I came into this world. When she dreamed back in the middle of the night, she still had a sense of weightlessness when she opened her eyes. It is like a ghost wandering in the underworld, unable to perceive the meaning of its own existence at all. Instinctively fearing, believing, chasing, and avoiding.

Listening to Wei Qingyan, it seems that the head of the Taihe Sect has invited the disciples of the Chixia Sect to come over to participate in this sect competition. It seems that there is some kind of great character who is going to come over, and he can feast his eyes at that time? Jun Changning smiled, and felt that it was necessary to broaden his knowledge!