The slanting glow of the setting sun is cut into thin gold threads by the branches and leaves in the forest, densely woven obliquely and sprinkled in the forest.

The sword light is as cold as autumn water, sometimes like the sea is turbulent, and the wind is carrying huge waves, covering the sky; Sometimes it seems that the autumn rain is drenched and lingering, and the yellow leaves are sparse and the wind flies down the flowers, which is poignant.

Where the heart goes, where the sword points to, sometimes there are flying flowers fluttering silently, thousands of points, scattered at a glance; From time to time, there is flowing water, gurgling and surging, and the wild water comes out of the valley, trickling and pure.

Qingyue's heart turns with the sword, as if he is in a sea of flowers for a while, goose yellow and light green, the wind is light and cloudy, it is the best place of the spring of the year; For a while, it seems to be walking in the desert and autumn, the light rain is falling and the flowers are falling, the sky is high and the earth is far away, it is the time when the prosperous clouds are scattered at the end of the song.

For a while, it seemed to be under the waterfall, flying flowers and rain, moving forward, as if there was nothing to block the way forward; For a while, it seems to stop the boat on the Xiangjiang River, the clear water is leisurely, the twilight clouds hang low, and the evening bell of the mountain temple rings, and the dusk is broken.

I no longer care about how the snake on the opposite side dodges and struggles, and indulges my mind in the world of flowers and water, but I feel that the sword style between the retraction and release is like a natural one, and the three-foot green peak falls, bringing blood flowers like red rain. The black snake on the opposite side was rising and falling, as if it was nowhere and everywhere in the sword rain, flickering and moving but it was unavoidable, the scars were getting tired, the breath was getting weaker, and finally it was dying.

For a long time, the remnant sun gradually disappeared into the sunset in the western sky, and the night quietly rose from the four fields. Qing Yue came back to her senses, put away her long sword, and the wind and rain disappeared for a while, leaving only the scarred black snake and the ground red stained by blood.

This is a powerful first-order Xuan Snake, a water-based demon beast, about the strength of a human in the late stage of Qi training. Qingyue faced it, and it was not easy to win. At the beginning, he was restricted by the speed of the Xuan Snake and the sharp water arrows everywhere, and a complete set of swordsmanship was repeatedly interrupted, and a few scars gradually added to his body. Fortunately, the defensive magic weapon on his body was strong enough and did not hurt the vital point. Later, I don't know if it gradually became angry, and the swordsmanship became more and more fluent, and even went further on the original basis, and comprehended the true meaning of the second realm, the weak water of three thousand. When I came back to my senses, I saw a scarred black serpent and a blood-stained earth.

"Sure enough, it's the actual combat that can make people benefit the most!" Qingyue sighed. Took two pills of tonic elixir, took care of the wound, put the corpse of the Xuan Snake into the storage bag, opened the array plate, and continued to carefully comprehend Fang Cai's state of mind, and at the same time restore his spiritual power.

After the spiritual power was restored, Qing Yue put away the array disk and walked towards the cave behind the Xuan Snake.

The night is like water, and under the faint starlight and faint moonlight, there is no end in sight to the deep cave.

Qingyue directly took out a moonstone, and under the clear light, the cyan mountain stones under his feet were all over, and the blue vines were winding.

After walking straight forward for about 100 meters, a three-way intersection appeared in front of me. Qingyue thought about it, but couldn't see the mystery, so she simply chose the hole on the left.

After walking more than 100 steps, there is a faint fragrance wafting to the end of the nose, following the fragrance, and then to the left, you will see a spacious stone room appear in front of you. In the middle of the stone room, there is a tea tree, and a hole is opened above the tree, and the thin starlight is sprinkled on the dark green tea tree, which is particularly beautiful. Next to the tree, there is a plant with seven snow-colored spirit flowers. A faint fragrance overflows from the blooming petals, drifting away.

"Seven flowers bloom, their faces are like snow, one leaf and seven veins, and they are accompanied by drunken clouds." Qingyue remembered that the jade slip had described the Xi Yao flower like this. Xiyao flower is a four-grade elixir, which blooms at the beginning of a hundred years, and is the main material of more than a dozen four-grade elixirs. The flowers bloom like snow, extremely clear, and often accompanied by the side of the cloud drunk tea tree.

Qingyue looked at the flowers in front of her in a daze, and suddenly felt as if something was out of control, but she couldn't help but move her gaze on the snowflake. The fragrance is light, like the sunshine in early spring, warm, so that the vigilance and vigilance in the heart are like snow in the sun, and it melts a little bit unconsciously.

A slight wind stirs up the sparse rain. It was the cool autumn dusk, a modern girl dressed in white, holding an umbrella, leisurely walking on the forest path full of yellow leaves.

The girl was about eighteen or nineteen years old, and her delicate and elegant eyebrows and eyes revealed a bit of morbid weakness. Xiao Xiao's sparse rain rose, and the wet yellow leaves fluttered down from the treetops, and the girl shuddered, and the lonely figure added a little thinness for a while.

At the end of the road, a pair of familiar figures came from the rain.

Although it is early autumn, the girl is still wearing a goose yellow dress, like the bright sunshine, delicate and lovely. On the side, there was a young man in a formal suit, and when he saw the figure of the girl in white, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

"Yue'er, why did you come out in the rain alone, if you get sick when you turn around, your parents will worry about you again. Such a big person, why don't you know how to cherish yourself! There was a bit of worry in the clear and friendly tone, which just showed the concern of a kind sister for her ignorant sister.

"I'm just going out for a walk, it's going to be fine, sister 1 heard that you're going to get engaged, congratulations!" The girl in white smiled faintly, like a trace of ethereal clouds in the sparse rain.

The handsome man was slightly stunned, as if he was about to say something, but the girl in white didn't give him a chance. "Sister. Mom and Dad are about to discuss the wedding banquet with you, so go back quickly! Yue'er walked around again, and she would go home in a while. ”

Like a cloud floating in the sky, it stopped slightly for a while, and then drifted away aimlessly, leaving no trace. The man looked at the direction where the girl in white left in a daze, as if something was surging in his eyes, and in a blink of an eye, he was pressed down again, and took the initiative to take the hand of the girl in yellow and left next to each other.

The girl in yellow felt a slight darkening in her heart, and when she raised her head, she put on a bright and innocent smile again.

Turning the corner, the girl in white suddenly stopped, through a curtain of autumn rain, watching the two of them clinging to each other and gradually disappearing at the end of the road, and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked a cool arc. I can't say that I am happy or lost, but my heart seems to be empty again.

"It won't be too long, it's going to be over!" The low voice is inaudible, and it drifts away little by little in the desolation rendered by the yellow leaves of the autumn rain.