The moon at the end of summer is especially high on this night, like the autumn moon.

The bamboo leaves shattered to the ground.

Yu Sheng stood under the eaves with his hands, this was the first time he had come to the front yard since returning to Chang'an.

My sister thought that the master was coming back, so she kept hiding in the window and silently watching the back of the uncle.

For some reason, she was a little tight, and even felt a slight chill rising.

"Sister, go back to sleep, you shouldn't be here. ”

My sister found that since the master and uncle went to Xiaonanshan, the uncle has become more and more old-fashioned, which even the iron city lord has discovered.

I wanted to go back obediently, but when I heard the word "shouldn't", my sister was reluctant to go.

Seeing that Yusheng shook her head and didn't say anything, she was about to rejoice in her heart, when a huge black shadow appeared on the ground.

All the bamboo shadows in one place were erased by the black shadows.

The other party is a person, obviously not a master and an uncle.

Because of her appearance, Yusheng didn't have time to urge her sister to leave.

Who is this person, judging from his body shape and temperament, he is much higher than the realm of his uncle and even his master.

The temperature dropped to the extreme at this time, and my sister really began to doubt herself, why did she follow her uncle here.

Yusheng was still staring at the bamboo shadow obscured by the black shadow, as if the black shadow did not exist at all.

"Are you really her?"

Even if the other party used the glass clock to change his voice, Yusheng still accurately judged her identity.

She didn't answer anything.

Is it default or?

Although Wu Xing'er was already very sure of the truth of that question, she was still not sure.

At this point, she may have preferred that the news she had received a few days ago was false.

Yusheng didn't answer as she wanted, which made her lose her patience.

In the face of the person who once made everyone in the world look up to him, everyone will be a little nervous, and the top of the sea test list in several realms is naturally no exception.

Charge her three-seven-twenty-one.

My sister saw an extremely strong white light fly out of Wu Xing'er's hand, and then disappeared in an instant.

She thought she was wrong.

Immediately she realized she was wrong.

It was indeed the white light produced by the flying sword.

The Flying Sword Sister is no stranger, she must not have seen it before tonight as soon as she sees it.

Just when the girl's mouth couldn't close in surprise, the white light appeared again.

This time it stopped at Yusheng's front door.

If it is said that the speed of Wu Xing'er's flying sword makes the younger sister can't close her mouth, then what about the scene in front of her?

She just couldn't react to the next move.

As she was about to widen her eyes, a stronger white light greeted her.

What happened?

The younger sister could only take care of her eyes, but the hand was still slow, and her eyes suddenly turned black when she was pierced by the white light.

The hand was quickly removed from the spot.

Yusheng took a mouthful of blood and stained the sparse bamboo shadows on the ground.

The black shadow has disappeared, and the flying sword has naturally gone with its master.

Everything happened too fast, and my sister rushed out to help Yusheng, while still trying to remember everything she had just seen.

Flying swords.

And then......

The process failed to leave an image in the mind of the younger sister at all, and it is rare to be able to keep the beginning and the end with her realm.

Yu Sheng first looked at the mottled blood on the bamboo shadow, and only after a long time did he indicate that he was fine.

The flickering helplessness on his face was quickly replaced by calm.

That kind of calm world is only known to him, and even his junior sister will not understand.

Greet the other party's temptation without attacking, defending, retreating, or abandoning, this is because she understands Wu Xing'er and the person she was left behind.

The blood on the bamboo shadow gradually melted after Yusheng left, and the temperature returned to its original state.

The younger sister walked behind Yusheng and looked back at the sky from time to time.

She didn't look at the cage of Mingyue, she was worried that the person and the sword would come back again, if this was the case, how should she protect her uncle, this was a problem she faced at this time.

The two of them walked with their backs to the moon, and they couldn't see whether Yusheng's face turned red, but it definitely wouldn't be hot.

Otherwise, how could the blood on the bamboo shadow melt away after he left!

No one really touched his body, and the junior sister was extremely close back then.

Therefore, no one in the world except himself knows how cold Yusheng's body is.

In fact, in this life, the cold seems to have melted, but the melting speed seems to be a little slow, to be exact, very slow.

Back in the backyard, Yamaki didn't know if it was the moonlight or something else, he knew that Yusheng's face was white, but it seemed to be whiter tonight.

He glanced at the younger sister who was following him.

"It's a white ......"

Before the last word and the second half of the sentence came out, I suddenly felt a chill attack, and hurriedly swallowed back the unspoken word and the half of the sentence.

She was luckier than Shanxi and Meng Xiaojiang, the chill didn't stay on her for long, and Yusheng looked back and entered his west hall.

Yamaki didn't give up, and wanted to ask, but was stopped by the Iron City Lord.

The Iron City Lord looked at Yusheng's back with a somewhat serious expression.

This made Yamaki feel very puzzled, the seriousness that had never been found on the face of the Iron City Lord actually appeared in the moonlight, and it was so real.

He soon noticed Sanxi's puzzlement, patted him on the shoulder and said:

"Shanxi, you may not know your son-in-law very well......"

My sister turned around and left.

The Iron City Lord seemed to hear the implied meaning of the word "and", and scolded with a smile:

"Xiao Nizi, dare to 'shake your face' to the city lord...... In any case, I came to Chang'an two years before you. ”

She didn't say she had been in a coma for the first year and a half.

......

The northeast of Chang'an City is a deserted hill.

On a normal day, you can't even find the shadow of a rat here, but on this full moon night, a figure has appeared for the first time.

The man looked at the bright lights in Chang'an, and his face was not very calm.

It seemed that only such a place of absolute silence would help her to remember what had just happened.

Wu Xing'er will never forget the white light that shoots in all directions, and she will never forget Yusheng's cold eyes and cold face.

She wished she had misremembered.

But she can't lie to herself, ordinary people may be able to, and as a cultivator, she must not be like that.

Yu Sheng didn't make a move under that sword light, let alone flinch.

Although like fire.

It's icy though.

But it was calm.

Such a picture is destined to become a nightmare for Wu Xing'er for a long time, and it is even very likely to be with her forever, and she can't forget it if she wants to.

She dodged her foot and volleyed into the air.

Towards the bright moon.

After a few breaths, it turned into a black dot in the center of the white jade plate, and then disappeared.

There wasn't a single pit in the area where she was standing, or around where her feet were hiding, but there won't be any more weeds next year.

......

Moonlight shines obliquely through the window on the wall of the West Hall.

Yusheng stood under the window, in the same posture as two hours ago, still bathed in the moonlight.

It's not that she's reluctant to make a move.

Actually, she just wanted to give it a try.

To see how much this body could withstand, it turned out to be slightly worse than she had calculated.

If the white light of those protective bodies didn't appear, it might have been perfect.

She turned to the bed, her mouth pursed slightly.

It seems to accept this result.

After all, that person was the one who knew herself best but herself.