The rain outside the window crackled wildly on the windowsill, accompanied by thunder and lightning, which filled the night with restlessness. A bright bolt of lightning streaked through the dark night, like a long snake spitting poisonous gas into the world, making those who saw it panic. The thunder followed, resounding through the bones.

In the night, a group of people wearing raincoats and holding sharp knives in their hands moved quickly in the rain. In the middle of the night, Zong Lan was leaning against the corridor of the Fengshang Building, holding the sword in both hands and squinting her eyes. He suddenly opened his eyes and knocked on the door three times. He clenched the sword in his hand, listening intently to the movement around him, but the sound of footsteps faded away. Although Zong Lan breathed a sigh of relief, this was not necessarily a good thing.

Since last night's rain washed over the land, the air is particularly clear today. After the thunder, a new bright sun appeared, which was indescribably dazzling, Xiu Chenyan stood in front of the window and stretched his waist, and slightly tilted his head to see the young man in white clothes he saw yesterday.

To tell the truth, Xiu Chen's mind still flashed with the appearance of a young man stepping on the breeze, and he thought that if he was a woman, he would definitely be enchanting in the world.

Although the young man looked into the distance, nothing entered his eyes, and those dark eyes were only far away. Suddenly, the boy rose into the air and jumped away from the windowsill. Seeing his exquisite light skills, Xiuchen became aggressive, and then chased him out.

The red leaves on the mountain are all over the ground, like a dyed cloth infected with blood. The wind blows through the red leaves, and there seems to be a hint of grief in the whispers. In the eyes of others, this is a beautiful scenery, and compared to the autumn leaves, it is the fate of the **.

"The red leaves of Cangshan are indeed worthy of their reputation, and someone arrived before me." Xiu Chenyan followed behind the young man not far away, even if he was not too close and did not seem alienated.

The boy glanced at him, as if he didn't recognize him.

"You followed me all the way, what's the matter?"

Xiu Chenyan lowered his head slightly in embarrassment and touched his nose, he thought that the young man had not noticed him, so he thought of such a accosting sentence, but the young man broke his words.

Xiu Chenyan walked behind him and took a deep breath, the morning air was really good, mixed with the aroma of earth.

"In the lower cultivation of the dust, may I ask what your Excellency is called?" The young man didn't answer, but looked at the dust very seriously.

"We met yesterday in the tea shed, but we didn't ask your surname. See you again today, we are still quite fated. Walking the rivers and lakes with many friends and multiple roads, do you say this is the reason? Xiu Chenyan said quite excitedly, but the boy didn't pay attention.

The young man remembered yesterday's incident, when there was indeed a group of people standing in the tea shed, but he didn't pay attention, so he didn't see his appearance clearly. Zong Lan also told him about the situation on the road, and this person was quite chivalrous.

The boy caught the leaves falling from the sky, gently pinched the thin yellow leaves with his slender fingers, and put them to his mouth and blew them seriously. The lively voice and the bleak autumn leaves are interpreted together into a heart-wrenching melody. The autumn leaves flutter down and dance under the icy blue sky, sending out a biting chill. This voice hidden a strong internal force forced Xiuchen Shengsheng back several steps, Xiuchen Zhensheng secretly marveled in his heart, the smile in his eyes finally ceased to exist, and his eyes stared seriously at the young man who was only left for his back.

Although he saw that the young man in front of him was tall and tall, he was extremely thin, and he could vaguely see the traces of being cut by the wind, which seemed to be easy to disperse. But he didn't expect that it was such a strong internal force, which made him also frightened a few cold sweats.

The young man casually discarded the leaves in his hand and spun them in the air a few times, and the person had already arrived in front of Xiu Chen, so that Xiu Chen was forced to retreat continuously.

Xiu Chenyan was shocked and resisted Ling Hanluo's attack with his palm, but this short action also made him feel frustrated. What haunted him was an invisible pressure that affected his entire body and mind, making him feel even more uncomfortable.

The young man shot violently, without mercy, bringing a sharp stabbing wind that also made Xiu Chenyan feel stinging his skin. The two of them fought with their bare hands like this, and it hurt their internal organs.

The young man Xiu Chenyan saw did not have too much posture, his appearance was ordinary, and his figure was thin, but his eyes were like torches, as deep as the sea, and he could always see things that ordinary people did not have from his eyes. At this moment, he didn't know if he and the boy had formed a bond or had a closer relationship, and the two fought heartily, and it was difficult to tell the winner. In the end, they all stopped tacitly.

"It's really painful, it's been a long time since I've had such a happy fight." Xiu Chenyan said loudly. When he was at home before, he only had the sparring partner at home to fight with him, but those people didn't dare to make a heavy hand on him, and he hadn't really used a sword when he came out to roam the rivers and lakes, and this was the first time someone had a heavy hand on him.

"That's not what you're thinking." Xiu Chenyan was stunned when he heard this, and he almost bowed to the young man.

"You know all this?" Xiu Chenyan thought about trying to compete with the boy, but he was recognized by the boy. I don't know if he's too big or if the boy is too smart.

"Ling Hanluo."

"Huh?" Xiu Chenyan was a little surprised, and before he could react to what the young man said. But how can a young man be a man who can say it more than once?

"Ling Hanluo? Your name is Ling Hanluo. You're finally willing to say your name, and we should be friends. Xiu Chenyan laughed heartily, but Ling Hanluo looked cold. He never had a friend, so what was a friend?

Xiu Chenyan saw his indifferent face and suppressed a heartless smile, but he believed that they were already friends, didn't all friends in this world start from this step?

"Whether you believe it or not, I believe that we are destined, I won't disturb you to see the scenery, let's go first." Xiu Chen's biggest gain today is that he has made friends and exchanged names in his self-righteousness, so how can he deny it lightly. He spoke briskly, and he was already heading down the mountain.