The night was like a pool of cool water, and two white-clothed figures flew in the night sky. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Shaotong always held Lin Yuanchen's hand, but he was silent. There was only the sound of breaking the sky.

The seven peaks are adjacent to the realm of the Great Zhou, and the two of them were speechless, and they came to the gate of the seven peaks in a short time.

Lin Yuanchen looked at the mountain gate of the past, and his heart became apprehensive.

Just when she was apprehensive in her heart, Zhang Shaotong gently squeezed her hand with one hand: "I will be by your side." The soft words were like a gentle warm breeze blowing through Lin Yuanchen's heart, and her chest suddenly felt a little more confident.

The two of them shook in front of the mountain gate, and then silently penetrated the mountain protection array and flew above the seven peaks.

"Master, they ...... Will you know I'm coming? Lin Yuanchen looked at the familiar peaks in the past and asked softly.

"No, it won't." Zhang Shaotong's soft voice sounded in his ears again.

The apprehension in Lin Yuanchen's heart calmed down a little.

Zhang Shaotong took her directly towards Xuanqing Peak.

Looking at Xuanqing Peak from afar, the peak is covered with Qingluan stars, and there are bursts of cold starlight in the night sky like water.

Lin Yuanchen had a complicated feeling in his heart, a few years ago, she should have married Feng Yuluan here, that day, Feng Yuluan was wearing a red dress with an outstanding appearance, and at this moment clearly appeared in front of her, but at the moment when she drank a glass of wine, a great change suddenly occurred, and she still can't figure out why all this has become the way it is now. Just as she recalled the past, Xuan Qingfeng changed from being far away to being close at her feet.

Zhang Shaotong seemed to feel something in his heart, and the speed of the flight stopped, stopping in the air at the top of Xuanqing Peak, and looking away, two white-clothed people standing on the peak, with a green luan star covered with ten thousand years of cold silence above their heads.

"You're upset." Zhang Shaotong's gentle words sounded in his ears, accompanied by the faint sound of the wind like crying and complaining.

"Master, I'm ...... I just can't figure out how it ended up like this...... I should have told him in the first place that I wouldn't marry him, maybe not. Lin Yuanchen's heart was full of deep remorse, and this remorse had whipped her heart day and night since the day she was taken away from here by Ruzhen and brought to the Moon Immortal Mountain.

"I should have told him at the beginning that I wouldn't let you marry him." Zhang Shaotong lowered his head, his eyes flashed, but he was gloomy.

Lin Yuanchen raised his head and looked at him, his heart was pounding, and he looked at him deeply with that wisp of emotion. The surroundings were still silent, except for Xu Feng's sobbing and whimpering, on the seven peaks, no one knew about their existence, and under this cold and lonely Qingluan star, the two looked at each other deeply.

"Master, I didn't marry him in the end, I don't regret it." A gust of wind blew the hem of Lin Yuanchen's clothes, flying up silently, and his hair fluttered with the wind behind his back.

Zhang Shaotong blinked his eyes, and the blue color was bright and extinguished, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Hmm." ”

"Master...... I ......" Lin Yuanchen looked at Zhang Shaotong, and the three words that were about to come out were on his lips, "I ...... "love you...... However, the two words of love for you choked in my throat, and I could only feel the strong and deep heartbeat in my chest.

Zhang Shaotong's eyes flashed, like a rainbow faintly appearing under the mist of smoke and rain, he slowly bent down, lowered his head, and kissed her lightly on the cheek.

The soft lips touched the cheeks lightly, with a hint of coolness: "Hmm." A succinct and soft response.

Lin Yuanchen felt the pounding heartbeat, lowered his eyelids, looked at a white-clothed chest in front of him, and then lowered his head and looked at the hands clenched around his waist.

"I'll go with you to see him." The soft and beautiful voice sounded close to her ears, and her heart was less uneasy and more determined.

Two white figures swerved down from the sky and sank into Xuanqing Peak.

On the mountainside, there is a cave. The two of them fell in front of the cave, only to see the warm light of the fire shining inside.

"He's really been here all along......," Lin Yuanchen felt pain in his heart.

Zhang Shaotong took her hand and strode towards the cave. Lin Yuanchen then followed in a step.

In the firelight of the cave, the warm yellow firelight danced silently, and a man of peerless grace sat in the deepest part of the cave with his eyes tightly closed. He was dressed in a clean white shirt, and his face was covered with turquoise demonic energy, but he was as motionless as a statue.

The two of them came to him.

The moment his figure landed under Lin Yuanchen's eyes, a knife-like pain arose in her heart, her eyes involuntarily flashed, and she called softly: "Master." ”

However, the figure sitting alone remained silent and indifferent.

"Master......" called again, and she involuntarily walked forward and knelt down in front of him.

The bolt was still on his limbs and neck, and it was dark and glowing.

Lin Yuanchen's trembling hands touched the iron ring around his neck, feeling indescribably cold and hard, and tears slipped silently from her eyes: "Master, I've come to see you." ”

The person in front of him, even though he has a face that captivates the world, can't open his eyes at this time.

"Master, I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Her hands were still trembling, reaching out towards Feng Yuluan's cold and pale hands.

Zhang Shaotong stood aside, turned around, and turned his back to them.

In Lin Yuanchen's heart, scenes of light and shadow appeared.

In the bright classroom, he said that his name was Feng Ruohong, and that he wanted to invite himself to dinner, but he refused him.

On the bright moon hill in the night, he handed himself an orange, saying that he had planted it in his hometown.

In Inner Mongolia, he was seriously injured, and at the moment of autopsy, he said that he would wait for him in his hometown and let him go.

Her heart trembled. She asked herself, was she really ruthless to him? She couldn't answer for sure.

She has affection for him! However, he was not the love of her life.

Thinking of this, her heart was indescribably bitter. She was unwilling for him, she wanted to try to convince herself, one more look at him, another look at him, and maybe the next glance, she would notice the difference.

However, after all, she couldn't accommodate the guilt in her heart, and no matter how much she looked at it, her heart just hurt.

"Master, I will definitely find the Forget-me-Forget Grass and cure your illness!" Holding his hands and kneading vigorously, an unwavering thought arose in her heart, that is, to find the Forget-Worry Grass. If she can't find it, she will look for the rumored Seven Great Immortal Swords, even if she recondenses the immortal realm, for thousands of years, she will have to grow such a forgetful grass again.

As soon as this firmness appeared, it became deeply rooted in the heart and turned into a deep-rooted obsession. She raised her hand, wiped the tears from her face, and touched Feng Yuluan's green cheeks.

Gritting the feeling of reluctance in the root of his teeth, Lin Yuanchen got up from the ground and walked to Zhang Shaotong's side: "Master, let's go." (To be continued.) )