"You ......"

The man looked up at her suspiciously, his eyes full of unease.

The woman smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Brother Qing, our deadline is approaching, we are already people who are about to enter the earth, why do we need to carry the past again, we must try to eliminate all the evil obstacles in our hearts before we can die safely!" ”

"Okay, I got it."

The man's brows were flat, he smiled sideways, and looked at the stunning woman beside him, with a hint of calmness on his face.

Half a day passed, and Liu Yuxuan gradually woke up from his slumber.

He opened his eyes slightly, and although he couldn't see what was in front of him, he could clearly sense that two people were standing in front of him.

"You're awake!"

Hearing a sound as crisp as a bell, Liu Yuxuan was stunned.

This voice is very similar to Du Chunxiao's.

"How are you feeling right now?"

The other person was the man standing face to face with him in the cave.

Liu Yuxuan recalled the previous conversation between the two, frowned, and asked in a low voice, "Dare to ask who the two are?" ”

The woman smiled and said softly, "Don't panic. We'll come to you slowly. ”

Her voice approached Liu Yuxuan, sat down slowly in front of his bed, and said to him softly: "Are you the son of Liu Wenting, the prince of Chu State?" Is your nickname Xuan'er? ”

"Exactly. Who are you? Why did you meet your father? ”

Liu Yuxuan's doubts were even heavier, and he didn't feel a little anxious.

The man smiled and reached out to put his hands on his shoulder. He whispered, "Good boy, don't be anxious, listen to me tell you a story, okay?" ”

Liu Yuxuan didn't know why. Hearing this person's voice, he suddenly felt that his irritable heart was calm, and he nodded instinctively.

The man sat down on the chair in front of the bed, looked at the woman who was looking at him with a smile, looked at Liu Yuxuan who was looking at him intently, and said softly: "This story happened more than forty years ago. ”

Liu Yuxuan held his breath. I knew I was about to hear a story that was old and thrilling.

Forty years ago, four young men flew down from a towering mountain path surrounded by green clouds.

Two men and one woman. But they are all in their early twenties, with their hair in a high bun, a soapy robe, and home-style shoes. But it turned out to be the dress of a Taoist priest and a Taoist aunt.

The first person looks like twenty-three or four. It was a handsome man, with big eyes that were as calm as water, which made people feel ashamed of themselves.

He was running like the wind under his feet.

He was followed by a man with a long and narrow face, a very thin complexion, and long narrow eyes. But it's also very spiritual.

"Senior brother, you go slowly. If my sister can't keep up with us! ”

The man who was flying immediately paused. But the man who followed him almost hit him on the back.

"Oh, senior brother, how can you play such a trick on me?"

"Dubu Feng, Xu Ruoli, why is his skill so poor?"

The senior brother ignored him, and with his hands behind his back, he turned around to look behind him.

"Oh, I said He Zhuoqing. You don't have to rely on the master's preference for you, it will be disrespectful! If you are many years younger than you, naturally your skills cannot be compared with you. It's okay for you to say this in front of me, but don't say it in front of Ruoli's sister. Otherwise......"

"What's wrong with that?"

He Zhuoqing raised his eyebrows and looked proudly at the junior brother in front of him, who was half a head shorter than himself.

Dubu Feng stood on tiptoe in annoyance, and glared at him vigorously, the look in his eyes almost as sharp as a dagger.

The two of them were looking up from one with angry eyes, the other from the light breeze looking down, and a handsome woman on the path panting.

Beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, shining brightly against the rising sun.

The girl's beautiful face, combined with the bright sunlight behind her, actually constitutes a peerless picture.

Who could it be that the one who came down from the painting was not a fairy?

Dubufeng and He Zhuoqing heard the sound at the same time, but they were stunned when they saw such a beautiful picture.

Dubu Feng stood still, only to feel that his mouth was dry and very uncomfortable.

He looked at this pair of eyes called Xu Ruoli, full of admiration.

But He Zhuoqing quickly turned his gaze back, and moved off without saying a word and continued to walk down.

"Brother Qing, slow down. I...... I'm really tired! ”

Xu Ruoli rushed here panting, but at a glance he saw He Zhuoqing turn around, and an inexplicable sense of loss rose in his heart.

He Zhuoqing ignored it, and ran down quickly, leaving the two of them here alone.

Xu Ruoli looked at the back of the galloping down, a sour feeling surged in his heart, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Ruoli sister, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing her crying, Dubufeng panicked and hurriedly grabbed her hand.

"Nothing!"

Xu Ruoli shook off his hand like a negative anger, gritted his teeth, held his confidence, and flew away after the man.

"I must ask clearly, why Brother Qing always ignores me!"

With such a strong question, Xu Ruoli ran out for more than ten miles in one breath, but the skill between himself and that person was far apart, so he could only look at the person's back from a distance and couldn't reach that person's side.

Dubufeng was worried about her, and his luck was sufficient, and he followed her effortlessly.

Seeing her eyes, she was always staring at the figure in the distance.

For the first time in his life, a strange sour feeling surged in Dubufeng's heart.

"What's wrong with me? Why do you have such jealousy for the elder brother? ”

When this question suddenly popped up in his mind, Dubufeng was stunned, looking at Xu Ruoli, who had already thrown himself away, and his mind was in chaos.

When he finally came to the bottom of the mountain, he saw a small restaurant on the side of the road.

looked at it again, and suddenly saw He Zhuoqing sitting at a simple table on the side of the road, holding a teacup and drinking tea leisurely.

And that Xu Ruoli, with sweat on his face and tears in his eyes, sat pitifully beside him, although he was holding tea in his hand, he stared at him without blinking.

An inexplicable anger surged from the bottom of his heart.

He came to the two of them in three or two steps, and slapped the teacup in He Zhuoqing's hand to the ground.

"You ......"

He Zhuoqing's face did not change, and he got up and sat down at another table.

Instead, Xu Ruoli stood up angrily and glared at him fiercely, and that look could almost kill him.

"Second Senior Brother, are you crazy? Why did you hit the big brother for no reason? ”

Xu Ruoli's little face was full of anger.

Dubu Feng was immediately deflated, sat down in his chair, and hung his head silently. (To be continued.) )