Outside the Qushui Fence, a few blue flowers and trees are scattered, and a clearing is scattered around. In this small coastal town where the four seasons are as warm as spring, the blue flower trees are covered with a light layer of crimson glow all year round, and the flowers and leaves are sparse, like a layer of light red snow.

However, the life of each blue flower is very short, only one night of wind, one morning cold rain, or a few windless and rainless dusks, yesterday the wind and glory gathered, today the prosperity of the clouds dispersed, the fern is no more, the remnants of the red wilted ground, drifting away do not know the west and east.

It was dusk, and the sun was thin. The tide is moist and full of water vapor wind, raising a slight drizzle, thousands of points, silently scattered. The blue falling flower trees bloom and fall silently, and occasionally there are thousand-petal jade pieces, which rise with the wind, dyed with the rain, and fall lonely.

Under the flower tree, a clear moon in plain clothes, the sword light is like the moon, and it spreads out densely in the flower rain. Sometimes it is light like a snowflake dancing, sometimes it is as calm as the frost of ten thousand trees, and when it is sick, it is like a sudden review of the smoke wave when it is slow.

The shadow is fluttering, and the sword rain is cold. Suddenly, the sword light stagnated, if the autumn water met the stone, in the blink of an eye, the water splashed in all directions, the beads were scattered, and the flower rain condensed into the sword light, and suddenly turned into thousands of powder. , the sword light is collected, the flowers and rain are scattered, and there is silence in all directions, only the shadow is still silent, and the wind and rain are still chic.

More than a month has passed, and Qingyue is in this courtyard, under the guidance of Uncle Zhu, and began to practice the heaven-level lower grade swordsmanship, "Xiaoxiang Memories". The exercises of the cultivation realm have four major grades: heaven, earth, xuan, and huang. For each grade, there are three classes: upper, middle and lower. "Xiaoxiang Memories" is one of the top exercises passed down from generation to generation by the Ye family, known for its lightness and ethereal, changeable, and multi-phantom arrays mixed with swordsmanship, intertwined with virtual and real, making people unguardable. There are seven exercises in total, and for more than a month, Qing Yue has been hovering on the first realm of sword rain and falling flowers. This heavy realm is not mixed with complex phantom arrays, and when the sword comes out, there is a rain of flowers all over the sky, and in the beautiful falling flowers and rain, the killing machine is hidden. The transformation of speed and slowness is fast, fluttering and light, and the angle of the shot is unpredictable. The second realm is like three thousand waters, the sword light is like water and amorphous, soft when the autumn waves are rippling, and when the waves are just like the waves and angry waves crashing on the shore a thousand times.

There are not many people in Biluoxuan, especially when Qingyue began to practice martial arts in Biluoxuan, there were even fewer people. In addition to the maid Keyun and the Kexin sisters, there were only a few servants who were in charge of sweeping and two guards outside the door. Of course, Qingyue's two bodyguards would not appear in front of people, but would just wait by their master's side. At this time, Qingyue held the sword in his hand, just because he noticed that someone was hurrying towards the courtyard. Usually, if there is nothing important, Biluoxuan has always been an idler.

"Miss, save your heart! The heart was blocked by the third son. Sure enough, Ke Yun, who had a panicked face, stumbled in.

"Let's get over there!" Qingyue asked Keyun about the whole story as she walked. "Why did the third prince come back, didn't he practice martial arts outside?"

Qing Chu, the third son of the Qing family, is the grandson of the head of the family, Qing Mu, and the eldest son Luo Feng of the same father, and he is fifteen years old this year. It is said that he was born with excellent talent, and he is a heaven-level martial arts qualification, which is the most for several generations of the Ye family. When he was five years old, he was favored by Ye Pu, a master of the Yong'an Wang Ye family's first lineage, and was accepted as a personal disciple. Since then, the Qing family has become the largest family in Biluo City, and Qing Mu also became the lord of Biluo City in the same year. In the Qing family, although Qing Chu is a concubine, his status is not inferior to that of his eldest son, Luo Feng.

A month later, it was the day of the annual martial arts competition in Biluo City, the Jiuyang Festival. I heard that the head of the family wanted several juniors in the family to participate, so he specially wrote a letter to recall the third son. Ke Yun put away his tears and replied in a low voice.

"Have you had a holiday with the third son?" Qingyue asked.

"A year ago, when the third son came home, he asked our sisters to serve by his side, but it happened that Keyun contracted the cold and fell seriously ill, and the lady promised to transfer our sisters when the son came home this year, and I didn't want the housekeeper to point us to the young lady." Keyun replied in a low voice.

"I'm just a cousin of the Qing family, although the third son is a concubine, he is extremely talented, and his position is better than that of his sister-in-law, but you are still willing to be my person?"

"Although Sister Keyun is a lowly person, she doesn't want to be a concubine." Keyun said firmly and resolutely.

"That's good, don't worry, you'll be fine." Qingyue admired Keyun very much, and comforted in a low voice.

Qingchu lives in Grace Garden, Grace Garden is full of bamboo, green shadows can be seen everywhere, even if the owner is not there all the year round, it is still elegant and pleasant, which shows that the status of the owner is extraordinary.

"Third cousin, what do you mean?" Qingyue walked into the main hall with Ke Yun, and saw a young man in brocade sitting on the main seat of the main hall, with cold eyebrows, as if with a faint evil spirit. Kexin stood at the bottom of the hall, although he described it as embarrassed, fortunately he didn't suffer any injuries. Qing Yue fixed his eyes and saw that Qing Chu already had the cultivation of the late stage of the samurai, no wonder he dared to be so arrogant.

Qing Chu was taken aback when he saw Qing Yue, he thought it was just a helpless little girl, even if there was an elder as a backer, could he be better than the Yong'an Wang Ye clan behind him? Although the little girl in front of her is still young and lowly in cultivation, her eyebrows are exquisite, and her temperament has a smart and refined taste.

"Ke Yun, Ke Xin was originally the girl left to me by my wife, but I didn't go home for a year, and my next person probably forgot about it, so I sent it to my cousin, and asked my cousin to return to Zhao after that. If my cousin is short of people to call, would it be good to find two more for my cousin? Qing Chu looked at Qingyue carefully, and felt that Qingyue's appearance became more familiar and familiar the more she looked at it, but she never remembered to meet her. Then he lowered his tone.

"Third cousin, since Yue'er went to her father, she has been taken care of by her two sisters, Keyun and Kexin. Last night, my father and mother came to look for Yue'er, and they said that Sister Keyun and Sister Kexin would accompany Yue'er instead of them. If my brother takes them away, my father and mother will definitely be sad, and if they are sad, they may often disturb the third cousin. ”

"Wait, didn't my aunt and uncle pass away?" Qing Chu interrupted Qing Yue's words.

"But they often come to see the moon in their dreams." Qingyue said innocently.

Listened to this. Qing Chu shivered unconsciously, and a cold breath came out of his heart.

Sure enough, no matter how ** this world is, for ordinary people, ghosts and gods are always taboo.

"In this case, it's my brother who is embarrassed." Qing Chu didn't dare to insist anymore. At this time, a family member walked into the main hall, Qingchu

Seeing this, he glanced slightly, and then said, "Cousin, there are guests here, can Yue'er go back to Biluoxuan first?" ”

Qingyue didn't want to be entangled anymore, so she took Keyun and Kexin sisters out of the main hall, stepped on the bamboo shadow, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard. Just as he was about to step out of the gate, he happened to see a white figure walking towards the main hall. Qingyue didn't want to stay longer, but she was suddenly stopped.

When he saw the face of the man in white clearly, he stayed in the local area for a while. There is no other reason, the appearance of the person in front of him is seventy percent similar to his own mother. If you didn't know that you only have a half-brother, you would almost think that the person in front of you is also the son of your own mother.

Qing Chu, who came out to greet him in person, didn't know why, his eyes lingered on one big and one small, and he finally understood where that weird sense of déjà vu came from. Under a closer look, the facial features of the two people are seven points similar, if outsiders see it, I am afraid that they will think that this is a pair of brothers and sisters.

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