While frowning because of the question of going and staying later, she unconsciously began to drink porridge, and then she brought it close to her mouth and took a small sip. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info people haven't all stepped forward yet, but the voice has come first.

"It's such a big store, you can't even buy a roast duck, I see, your store should not be done, close as soon as possible!" The big man had a roast duck in his hand, and the big horn stepped into the door, he was born with a broad waist, thick eyebrows and black eyes, a short beard on his cheeks, and a scimitar pinned to his waist. The scimitar was not very large and conspicuous, but it looked like a dragon, the color was like bronze, and it was shiny at a glance.

"Isn't this the banquet thirteen I've seen in Baiyun Valley?" Cen Kexuan suddenly remembered, "I remember that he said that he and that Luo Eighteen are both from Sanqingmen." "Luo Eighteen unfortunately broke one arm and returned, this banquet Thirteen is good. Now walking with the two monks, could it be that this monk is also under the Sanqing Gate?

Cen Kexuan became more and more strange, because this monk was not born in face, and he had contact with him in Furong Town. At that time, she was new to the rivers and lakes, and she was eager to find someone, so she indiscriminately believed a passing monk of unknown origin, trying to let him guide her.

"The girl's opportunity to find this person is far away, and it is all in front of her." It came from the mouth of this monk.

Today, I am afraid that everything is not as simple as a coincidence. I met him when I first came out of Ziyun Palace, and he happened to be a person from Sanqingmen, who knew that he didn't have another purpose? She moved slightly, letting the people at the next table block her figure, and listened intently to their conversation, and the porridge in her mouth was almost bottomed out, and she quietly put it back on the table.

"Now that the master of the door is in trouble, he urgently summons us here, I don't know what the purpose is? Brother Luo was injured some time ago and broke an arm, and now he can't come. The person who spoke was Yan Thirteen, and he shook his head and sighed.

Cen Kexuan thought of the person who had bitten off her arm, although her face was vague and she couldn't remember it clearly, but the scene of blood flowing after the broken arm at that time still made her palpitate.

"What is the master's plan, in fact, what is so difficult to guess?" The gentle monk who had given her guidance really spoke again.

"Oh?" After Yan 13 complained to the shopkeeper, he found a place near the door and took a seat, tore one leg of the roast duck in his hand, took a bite in front of him, raised his head while eating, and said, "If you can guess, you said to listen to it?" ”

The monk was a monk after all, and although he went in and out with him, and saw him eating meat without hesitation, he still folded his hands and closed his eyes, and stopped talking to him.

"Hey, I'm talking about you, bald donkey!" Yan Thirteen is a fast-talking and straightforward character, and when he saw that he suddenly sold Guanzi, he was so anxious that he cursed, "Don't keep pretending to be profound for me!" ”

Not only Yan Thirteen was in a hurry, but even Cen Kexuan, who was eavesdropping on the side, was so angry that he secretly scolded him for a sullen gourd. I thought I was about to hear the purpose of their trip, but who knew that this man's mouth was closed and he didn't say anything.

But if he doesn't say it, it doesn't mean that others don't say it.

"As long as you can dominate the world, it is only a matter of time before you repay the shame of the past, and when the time comes, why should you be afraid of that Yujing Villa!" Another voice came from upstairs, Cen Kexuan turned his head to look, and saw a gentleman who looked like a Taoist walking down, with long beard and white hair, a fairy spirit, and even more tricky and mysterious between his eyebrows, pretending to be profound.

"It's like a charlatan." Cen Kexuan secretly commented, and he couldn't figure out who this person was, and then he heard a sharp-eyed person next to him secretly say: "Isn't this Mr. Mo Zhiren from Sanqingmen, I heard that he claims to be in heaven and earth, omniscient, omniscient, and omnipotent." ”

Cen Kexuan remembered that the monk looked like an uncertain prophet, and couldn't help sneering: I don't know if this is deeper than humanity, or if the monk is deep, I see, since the rivers and lakes are sinister and cannot be prevented, why don't the two of them set up a stall on the side of the road and tell fortunes for a living, why bother to see blood with others, and live in vain.

Sneered back to sneer, didn't hear anything interesting, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in my heart, if I could greatly increase my martial arts, it would indeed make people fearful, but the power accumulated by Yujing Villa for many years, how could it be dealt with by one person, in the final analysis, it was for the ambition and desire in my heart.

But listening to their tone, it is the same as Hua Yue's purpose.

The legend about the ice lotus seems to be true or false, but after all, it still attracts a lot of people, Zhang Minzhi is afraid that he has been very sad recently, and maybe he will get into a bloody disaster.

Although they crossed paths when they were young, they are still just irrelevant people today. Cen Kexuan has no more plans except for emotion. Lifting the bowl on the table, drinking the last mouthful of porridge, and when he put it down, he suddenly caught a glimpse of two familiar figures around the corner of the door, and lowered his head and cursed badly!

One of the two had a solemn face, although he was old, his body was light and vigorous, and the other was full of irritability, although he was young, his steps were more frivolous, wasn't it the two masters and apprentices of Dao Baifeng. They were hurrying down the street, their eyes glancing left and right, obviously still looking for someone, and it was very clear who they were looking for.

Cen Kexuan hurriedly dodged back and hid in the corner under the stairs, thinking that it would be good to wait for the two to pass, but the two of them went to her side, seeing that they were about to enter the store, she stretched out her hand and grabbed a passing shopkeeper and said, "This is the food money, hurry up and collect it." Then he gave him the copper plate in his hand.

The shopkeeper frowned and looked at the two poor copper plates in his palms, and when he wanted to say that the food money was not enough, Cen Kexuan had already hurried upstairs.

"Master, I seem to have seen that girl." Du Xiao spotted Cen Kexuan's figure with sharp eyes, "Go upstairs!" ”

Dao Baifeng stopped and looked over, only seeing the scattered guests, but not half of Cen Kexuan's shadow. "Don't you read that wrong?" Thinking of Du Xiao's extremely unreliable style on weekdays, he didn't believe it very much.

Du Xiao is a little smart, he knows that his words are unfounded, and Master Hengzhi always doubts his ability, so instead of talking nonsense, he chooses to act first. "I'll go up and have a look first, Master, wait a minute." As he spoke, he took a step into the inn and went straight upstairs.

Dingshui Town was lively for no reason, not only Cen Kexuan felt strange, Dao Baifeng also vaguely felt that it was not normal, he had been a vegetarian for many years in order to practice martial arts, forbidden alcohol, and he couldn't see the despondent state of mortals greedy for pleasure, drunk and dreaming of death, which is why He Guang, a serious disciple, was very valued by him, and Du Xiao, who was lazy and loved to take advantage of loopholes, never liked him.

In the inn, everyone drank wine and ate meat, without taboos, he stopped frowning when he originally planned to enter, and finally turned his back to the inn, intending to sit cross-legged at the door, just lifted the hem of his clothes, keenly noticed a strange sight, turned back suddenly, and a figure at the corner of the street flashed away.

"Hanyue!" He shouted in his heart.

After being discovered by Dao Baifeng, Han Yue turned around and pushed aside the pedestrians, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

What Cen Kexuan didn't know was that in the dripping rain on the mountain behind Mingyin Temple, the separation she thought was not really parting. Han Yue didn't leave at all, he stood behind a tree in the distance, kept looking at her, poured all his care, and let himself sink without any scruples.

In the previous days of getting along, he had never had the opportunity to fall so directly and undeductively on her. He watched her kneel in the rain and weeping, her body so weak that it seemed like it was about to be blown down by the wind, and she was as lonely as an abandoned child, and for some reason, his heart was torn with pain.

It was unlike all the emotions he had ever had, and it came unexpectedly, and there was no way to parry it.

The rain dripped from the leaves overhead, and with the wind blowing, it came in all directions, soaking his clothes and sliding down his black hair and cold face. But he didn't care about these anymore, he just looked at Cen Kexuan, who was lonely and embarrassed in the distance, and kept thinking: Is she cold? Will it catch a cold? Did I upset her by leaving?

After the rain, the sky was clear, and when he saw her standing up from afar, he involuntarily followed her all the way to the town.

When she entered the inn, he stood watch from the corner downstairs.

More than once he wondered if she would laugh happily if she had turned her head and discovered her presence, "You didn't leave!" "Will those eyes that are always watery overflow with joy and joy?

But the moment she really turned around, he couldn't help but hide.

Timid, cowardly, trembling, this kind of mind is so subtle that he does not know how to deal with himself, and it shatters his original character and habits. So he chose another way, which belongs to Han Yue: not known by her, not allowed by her, just silently following like this.

Where, when, and where are you going to follow? He didn't know, he just involuntarily did such a thing for no reason.