Yun Yan'er raised her eyebrows and looked at Qingshan: "What else?"

Aoyama coughed lightly, then looked into the distance and did not speak.

Yun Yan'er rolled her eyes: "Qingshan, to be honest, I don't know why I feel that way for you in the Holy Abyss, but I seem to be ...... now."

Qingshan turned his head to look at Yun Yan'er, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled lightly.

"What? Are you planning to abandon the chaos from the beginning? Have you forgotten the mountain alliance and sea oath that you and I once said? Do you regret it? Bing'er, I can tell you, I am the Holy Lord of the Great Hall, if you abandon me, my entire Holy Yuan will not agree. ”

Yun Yan'er took a deep breath: "I really don't know what's wrong with me, the feeling in the Holy Abyss suddenly disappeared, as if I was like an ordinary friend with you, I haven't forgotten the words I said to you before, but ......"

Before he finished speaking, Qingshan took it, only to see a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the bright moon.

"It's good that you haven't forgotten, the most important thing for this monk is commitment, it's okay, I can wait for you, I'm not in a hurry. ”

Yun Yan'er looked at him, and she really didn't want to say anything more, she lay on the roof casually, with her hands behind her head and looking at the moon.

"I really want to go back to the past, back to the time when I just stepped into the Fengyan Sect, at that time, without these grievances and grievances, this year seems to have grown up a lot, and I can no longer go back to the happiness of the past. ”

Aoyama turned his head to look at her, and then slowly lay down on the roof.

"People always have to look forward, don't always hold on to the past, only by looking forward will you grow. ”

Hearing this, Yun Yan'er smiled slightly.

"Yes, the past is gone, so why hold on to it......

These words seemed to be said to Aoyama, and as if they were said to themselves.

Yun Yan'er took out a small gourd from the Qiankun bag and took out two more wine glasses.

"Give you a taste of this peach blossom wine, but it's a first-class wine, I haven't even given this wine to my master. ”

Yun Yan'er opened the lid of the little gourd, and a peach blossom fragrance wafted out.

Aoyama closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Is it really a good wine or a spirit wine, Bing'er, if you drink this wine often, it will be good for you. ”

The two of them sat on the roof and drank one cup after another, looking so harmonious.

After a while.

"I don't know how to drink, I still learn from others to drink, and I carry a wine gourd with me...... Just after two drinks, I got drunk like this...... It's really ......."

Qingshan muttered as he walked towards her room with Yun Yan'er in his arms.

Yun Yan'er was lying in Qingshan's arms, muttering a word without a word, some words that no one understood.

Qingshan gently opened the door with his feet and closed it gently, for fear that Mo Huan on the other side would notice it.

If you see Yun Yan'er lying in her arms like this, then Mo Huan should do it with herself again, after all, she is this girl's friend, in case she loses anything, I'm afraid that this girl will be angry with herself tomorrow.

Qingshan hugged Yun Yan'er and slowly placed her on the bed.

Looking at her trembling eyelashes, Qingshan couldn't help but sigh.

"Two glasses of wine to get drunk like this, how can I feel at ease to leave you here. ”

Qingshan gently took off Yun Yan'er's veil, and he frowned at the originally delicate face.

He reached out and touched the scar on his face.

"Why do you bother yourself like this? ”

Yun Yan'er seemed to feel the touch on her face, and she grabbed Qingshan with her little hand, and muttered with her small mouth.

"Don't touch me...... Come...... Let's drink ...... again."

After hearing this, Qingshan shook his head and smiled bitterly, and pulled up the brocade quilt on the side and covered her body.

Qingshan got up slowly, wanting to leave Yun Yunyan'er's room, but Yun Yan'er's little hand pulled his sleeve and didn't let go.

"Young Master Ling Feng...... Why do you ...... So good to me......"

Qingshan was stunned and looked at Yun Yan'er lying on the bed.

"Senior Brother Ling Feng...... I don't want to hurt you...... You tell me...... What should I do? I'm in so much pain......"

Qingshan frowned and slowly sat on the edge of the bed, he picked up Yun Yan'er's little hand, put it in the palm of his hand and rubbed it slowly.

"If you're sad, cry out, don't hold it in your heart, you ...... Do you care about him?"

After saying this, Yun Yan'er's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she saw that she slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were a little trance, and her little face was red and she looked at Qingshan.

"Senior Brother Ling Feng...... Do you know? I'll take you...... When my own brother is in general...... I'm even willing to ...... Die for you, I'm willing to do it for you...... All of them, but only this one thing...... I can't...... I can't...... My father and mother ......"

Qingshan watched a tear slip from the corner of Yun Yan'er's eyes, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and he reached out to wipe the tears away.

Unexpectedly, Yun Yan'er's little hand grabbed his hand and sat up slowly.

"Senior Brother Chiyang...... Brother...... You're back? You're finally back...... Brother, I'm so scared...... I'm so scared...... See Senior Brother Ling Feng...... I'm so scared...... He looked at me like that...... Did You Know...... When he looked at me...... My whole body was ...... Shiver. ”

Listening to her choked voice, Qingshan's eyes were full of pity, and he slowly approached Yun Yan'er and hugged her in his arms.

Yun Yan'er leaned on Qingshan's arms, her two little hands tightly grasped his shirt, her eyes slowly closed again, and she fell asleep.

Qingshan sighed, feeling Yun Yan'er's steady breathing.

"I'm not Chiyang, I'm Qingshan, don't be afraid, I'll always stand behind you, all the time. ”

Qingshan slowly pulled the brocade quilt on the bed and covered Yun Yan'er's body, while Yun Yan'er was lying in his arms, and the night passed.

Early the next morning.

"Ahh

An exclamation was heard on the second floor of the Grand Pharmacy.

The door was kicked open by Mo Huan, and what caught his eye was Yun Yan'er sitting on the bed, curled up in a corner wrapped in the quilt, while Qingshan was half-lying on the bed looking at Yun Yan'er.

Mo Huan was shocked, and the sword in his hand was out of his body in an instant, approaching Qingshan's life.

With a flick of his hand, Mo Huan's eyes seemed to be blocked by something, and his sword couldn't move.

"Aoyama, why are you here?!"

Yun Yan'er screamed.

Aoyama rubbed his arm helplessly and sighed.

"Didn't you forcibly keep me? Why are you asking me now?"

When Yun Yan'er heard this, she stretched out an arm and pointed at Qingshan's face.

"You are talking nonsense! How could I have left you behind? You say, what the hell have you done?!"

The corners of Qingshan's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and his eyes swept over Yun Yan'er.

"What do I do to you? Think about what you've done to me. ”

Yun Yan'er was stunned on the bed when he said a word, he frowned and recalled vigorously, but there was no fragment of it.

Aoyama stood up and straightened his shirt, then held out a hand.

"Look at my sleeve, is the rouge on this top yours?"