At night, just after dark, Nanshan was dyed by a layer of clouds and smoke. Song Taning, the pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info looked up at the night sky, I don't know if it was a little close to the bright moon. At this moment, she felt the glare of the bright moon.

Even the stones under his feet shone and flickered, and suddenly a cloud covered the moon. Suddenly, the night became hazy, a little fragmented, and a little erratic.

Song Taning has always felt emotionally restless recently, and her heart has become more and more empty, and she can't tell what kind of mood she feels.

"So late. What are you in a daze? Don't want to go back to rest? ”

"Look at the moon," Song Xianning glanced at Ye Luo and said lightly.

"What's so nice about the moon?" Yeluo sat beside her and asked with a smile.

"Hehe, don't they all say that I am the same as this moon, but as everyone knows, this month is also cloudy and sunny. The moon is very distinctive," Song Yuning said lightly.

"As much as you want, come here." Ye Luo opened his arms after speaking.

"Yeluo, what are you doing here?" Song Yuning smiled bitterly.

"Hug you" Ye Luo smiled, and then pulled his long hand and hugged Song Yuning into his arms.

A bright moon hung in the sky, clear and cold. The grass was full of insects, like a heavenly sound, close to Ye Luo's chest, Song Taning was a little displeased, and raised his face to accuse Ye Luo. But when I saw Yeluo's handsome face, it was no longer as green as when I first met.

Today's Yeluo sword eyebrows are matched with slender and deep black eyes, the face is like a carving, the facial features are distinct, and the angular contour face has a thin and shallow smile on the face.

Dressed in a black robe, Song Taning felt that if Ye Luo didn't smile, he would be like an eagle in the dark night, cold and arrogant but arrogant and domineering. But when Ye Luo looked at her with a light smile.

Yeluo's gaze burned. There seemed to be a fire in his eyes, and he didn't know what burned something in Song Laning's heart, and under Ye Luo's affectionate and burning gaze, it finally gradually turned into ashes. Scattered, fell. It's gone, it's gone.

The night sky is boundless and quiet, and the moon is lonely and distant. And Song Laning seems to be a dusty piano that has been sealed for a long time, and Yeluo seems to be plucking intentionally or unintentionally.

"Song Taning, I think, I'm in love with you," Ye Luo said softly in a deep voice.

“？” Song Xianning looked dazed. sneered: "I, Song Shanning, have never known love." ”

"It's okay if you don't understand. Just remember that I'll be with you. And you need me. Exchange my heart for your heart, and love you. Ye Luo's expression was very real, his voice was very soft, but his breath was wrong.

A cold light flashed in Song Xining's eyes, the smile on his face was obviously very gentle, and the next second Ye Luo fell in a pool of blood.

"If you want to deceive me, at least hide your breath." Song Yuning said coldly.

"Hahaha..."The more she laughed, the more piercing it became, stinging the flesh and blood all over her body. All she felt was darkness right under her eyes. The silence was dark and gloomy, and a picture of a ghost with countless long tongues in the mouth of a bloody blur of flesh and blood appeared in front of him, and the wind howled coldly.

Song Yuning took out the seven-hole jade flute from his arms. An elegant and clear flute sounded, with a hint of desolation, which made people feel a little heart-warming but inexplicably distressed.

"Don't blow it. Don't" The ghost roared angrily, but couldn't move, the strange limbs began to disintegrate and shatter, and Song Xianning felt bursts of blood spray onto his body and face.

For a while, she felt that her internal organs were in pain, and she was a little desperate for uncomfortable situations, and in this kind of painful situation, Song Taning thought of it for some reason

Wei Zixie.

Song Tang woke up with an agitated spirit, her heart tightened, she reached out to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead, and took a few breaths before she remembered: After entering the low house, there was only a long table that was shabby.

There is a piece of paper on it. The handwriting on the worn paper was a little blurred. But every stroke, every trace, seems to record the thoughts that span thousands of years. She was a little curious, so she wanted to pick it up and take a look.

As soon as she came into contact, she heard Wei Zixie shouting: Don't touch it.

It's just a pity that her hands are too fast. Before the four of them could react, countless bright lights shot out.

Song Xianning only found out that this was a seal at that time, and thought that the female ghost in white wanted to use her to break the seal.

Why is she so ruthless? Ay.

Song Xuning, who had regained her senses, recalled Fang Cai's dream, and she couldn't determine which part of the dream was the real existence or. Song Taning closed her eyes and recalled Ye Luo's face, but there was no memory of Ye Luo in her sea.

Song Yuning shook his head, not thinking about the true or false dream. I looked around. It was still the dead of night, but the difference was that the dilapidated low house was only a little old, and the bluestone-paved path was empty, allowing the moonlight to shine.

Through the hazy mist, Song Xuning found that some figures were looming, and there was an unsettling aura in the air.

Song Taning noticed something was wrong. She's in a hallucination. And there are still nightmares in the place of illusion. No wonder those Taoist priests have come and gone.

The most important thing is that Wei Zixie is not by her side. She left her search for Cherry behind. At the moment, Song Taning had only one thought: to find Wei Zixie.

She didn't know how long she had been gone. How many position directions have been changed. But the scene remains the same. Song Yuning's eyebrows twisted slightly.

Concentrate on luck and suddenly find a familiar aura. One hurried away. only to find that the person lying on the ground was Mo Yanyue. Don't think about it. Song Yuning was ready to ignore her.

I remembered an important matter that I needed her help with. squatted down and shook Mo Yanyue rudely. Didn't wake up. Then shake it a few times. Haven't woken up yet.

Song Shanning thought about Wei Zixie's life and death. In my heart, I was suddenly shocked. There is no time to draw a conclusion. entered Mo Yanyue's nightmare.

On a sunny night, the sky was full of stars, and the young Mo Yanyue looked up at the starry sky and sat on her knees.

"People really don't want to cultivate and become immortals," Mo Yanyue muttered to herself.

How boring is cultivating immortals? Mo Yanyue thought secretly in her heart. But he couldn't refuse his father's wishes. At this time, I suddenly heard my father's footsteps approaching, and I couldn't help but stand up quickly. patted his clothes with a helpless face.

"Shangqing people, this is the little girl, Mo Yanyue"

Mo Yanyue, who has been strictly disciplined since she was a child, didn't dare to look up at the person in front of her. I only felt a pair of wise eyes looking at her. I can't help but be a little scared.

"Master, you might as well leave it to me here. Boss, you can rest assured with the mountain god."

This voice was very gentle, which made Mo Yanyue's heart feel much more stable and steady.

"It's okay, benevolence, you treat the new junior sister well." The leaders of the Southern Sect said.

"Yanyue, you are here to cultivate the Tao."

Mo Yanyue nodded seriously after hearing her father's words. The two then walked away.

"Little junior sister, don't be nervous. It's all gone."

Mo Yanyue slowly raised her head,