Liu Mingzhu looked at the white-clothed girl standing outside the cave in surprise: "Ye Daoyou, why are you standing here?" ”

"Yoo Daoyou!" Ye Qingyue woke up from a trance, blinked her somewhat moist eyes, and said with a smile, "I'll go in now." ”

Liu Mingzhu said with concern: "Your face is not good, we are going to the battlefield tomorrow, have a good rest tonight." ”

Ye Qingyue nodded: "I'm fine, thank you!" ”

"That's good!" Liu Mingzhu hesitated for a moment and said, "If there is anything I can help with, just ask." ”

Ye Qingyue raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her in surprise. Monks never make promises to each other, let alone be so close. But Liu Mingzhu looked innocent and sincere, not like a lie.

Liu Mingzhu said suddenly: "I don't know why, as soon as I saw you, I felt very cordial, and I always wanted to be close to you." Ye Daoyou, can I call you a sister? ”

How can there be a feeling that Jia Baoyu sees Lin Daiyu? Ye Qingyue smiled: "Aren't you afraid that I have bad intentions?" ”

Liu Mingzhu smiled: "I know you won't." I'm not talking nonsense, I can naturally see whether others are sincere to me or not. ”

Ye Qingyue was surprised: "Are you born with a wise heart?" ”

She had read about this innate talent in the jade slips, people with natural wisdom were very sensitive to the minds of others, and this kind of person usually had a clear mind and achieved good results in cultivation.

Liu Mingzhu clapped her hands and said happily: "You also know? My uncle said the same thing. ”

The two walked into the cave before and after, and Wu Laoshi and captain Zhang Heng were also there. Mu Sanniang and the two male cultivators at the beginning of the foundation building period were sitting on the side, and when the two men saw Liu Mingzhu and Ye Qingyue walking in, they subconsciously shrank their bodies, but it was Mu Sanniang, and the smile on their faces was a little bigger.

Liu Mingzhu's little finger lightly hooked Qingyue's palm, his eyes turned on the two men, and he said: "They actually dare to beat my idea, they were just taught by me yesterday." Some people just don't have a long memory. ”

Ye Qingyue couldn't help but smile in her heart, and saw the two male cultivators looking at each other. Silently retreated to his lodgings.

Zhang Heng is over 100 years old. At his age, it is already very good to be able to have the cultivation in the later stage of foundation building. He was born tall and strong, but his skin was bronzed. The big horse sat on a stone chair. At first glance, it looks a bit aggressive. Ye Qingyue secretly guessed to herself, I don't know if this person is a physical cultivator.

Wu Laoshi is in his fifties with a square face and big ears. Slightly shorter, standing with a bitter face under Zhang Heng's hands, seeing two women who came with him walk in, his eyes lit up, as if he wanted to say hello, he saw Zhang Heng's one-eyed shining fierce light under the moonstone, shrunk his shoulders, and stood up straighter with his head down.

Liu Mingzhu greeted Qingyue before and after, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her demeanor was natural, and she looked like the daughter of a well-educated family. For young and polite girls, men are generally kinder, Zhang Heng also realized that his expression was too serious, he wanted to relax, but this seemed to make him more unsure of what to do, his hands folded on his thighs several times, cleared his throat and asked: "Tomorrow our team will set off together, are you all ready?" ”

Qingyue and Liu Mingzhu both nodded, but Wu was honest and stopped.

Qingyue's eyes flashed, remembering that when he came, this person was as simple and straightforward as his name, but now he looks cowardly and careful, it seems that he was bullied by his teammates.

Newcomers are always excluded in such a team, not to mention the three people, Qingyue is sixteen years old, with exquisite appearance, Liu Mingzhu is more than twenty years old, with elegant eyebrows and eyes, both of them are cultivators in the early stage of foundation building, and they are also the pride of heaven in the sect, and they are also female cultivators. I don't know why I'm here, but genius always makes people look high. And this Wu is honest and lackluster, he looks like a good bully, and his life is naturally sad.

Zhang Heng's one-eyed eyes looked at Wu Laoshi.

Wu honestly shrank and nodded aggrievedly.

Zhang Heng didn't understand what he meant, and turned his eyes indifferently. A person like him, who was killed from the sea of corpses and blood, respects the strong and values strength, and has no superfluous feelings such as pity and sympathy.

He took a storage bag with tiger stripes tattooed on his waist, poured out a bunch of colorful projectiles, and distributed them to a few people: "We will sleep outside for three months, and when the time comes, we will be stationed in the pre-designated area as a team." These are warning signs, and if you encounter a monster that you can't deal with, you can use this to report the information. Green means that you have encountered a second-order demon beast, blue means that you have encountered a third-order demon beast, red means that you have encountered a fourth-order demon beast, and once the black signal is issued, everyone immediately retreats to the defense line. Naturally, with your authority, you cannot send a black signal. ”

Seeing that the three of them nodded one after another, and after a few words of encouragement, several people dispersed on their own.

Qingyue returned to her residence, set up a prohibition, and dodged into the Biluo space.

The time in Biluoli is always in sync with the outside world, with bright daylight during the day and light moonlight at night. If you look up, you can still see the vast sea of stars hanging overhead.

The moonlight here is not as dim as the outside world, if the frost first falls, the light snow is lightly sprinkled, and the large areas of silver and white are depicted.

The flowers bloom silently, the flowers fall silently, the girl in white leans on a tall rain blossom tree, the moonlight soaks the placket, the goose yellow dots dye the clothes, the clear and clear cold fragrance accompanied by the fluttering rain of falling flowers, gently rippling beside her. She smiled lightly, her fingertips lightly picked up a little goose yellow, and her eyes drifted away along the petals like water.

There was once a person who wandered under the rain and flowers, the green silk was scattered behind him like a waterfall, and the gauze was like snow like a moonlight. There used to be a person, and he once stood under the tree, and there was deep attachment and a faint melancholy in his shallow smile.

She buried the streamer of her previous life for twenty years, woke up from a lonely dream, and saw her face for the first time.

They have only been together for five years, but they have been separated for ten years.

Suddenly, with the sword in his hand, Hao's wrist was lightly tapped, and Qingfeng was shining. But I saw Guhong dancing on the river, Chang'e was drunk on Yaotai, and the shadows were dancing in the rain of flowers.

Let your thoughts flow quietly in your heart like water; Holding Qingfeng as a pen, under the flowers, the water is broad and the mountains are long.

The moves are like turns, and the sword intent is long. The low return is endless, dripping and hurting.

Where love goes, the sword is born from the heart.

It is the fourth weight of Xiaoxiang's memory - the earth is long and the sky is long.

The sword light is collected, and the person is independent.

The moonlight is faint, and the shadows of the flowers are heavy.

Mother, your moon has grown up. (To be continued......)

PS: The computer broke down a few days ago, write these first, and there will be a change in the evening.