Have you ever been waiting for someone? Seven years ago......

Under the big tree, the moonlight is hazy, the water lilies are slightly closed, as if shy, quietly spitting fragrant, sparkling, and a peaceful silence. Everything begins that night and ends in that moment, which is the obsession with a person. Wu Wuqing, the word Sifan, at that time he had not taken the word, the word ...... It was a woman who took it for him, but he didn't love her. If everything is done all over again, he will definitely cherish the person in front of him, cherish this person named "Red Lotus", they all say that women are like clothes, they will not cherish them if they get them, and the rest stay in their minds, and they will continue to be delusional, wrapping it with power and status. If Ye Fengzhu is such an ordinary person, then it will be fine, but ...... She's not.

He had never seen in her eyes the word pure heart and infatuation with men, perhaps—he was too stupid, ignorant, and ignorant to see the ambition and ambition beneath her mask of hypocrisy, and until now he had always regarded her as a very weak woman, someone who needed to be loved, cared for, and cared for...... A woman who can any man. This is his prejudice against her, prejudice is a sharp sword, which can pierce the heart, hit the nail on the head, cover up the most true face, make his heart ache, and be locked in a cage and draw the ground as a prison, but others do not know.

"Wu Wuqing......" A voice woke him up, making him return from the dream of seven years ago to the present, at this moment, this situation.

It turned out to be Ye Feng stopped.

"What?" Wu Wuqing asked, with a cold face.

"I hope you can teach me." Her tone was so firm and simple that he couldn't believe it.

"You...... Crazy? Wu Wuqing asked, he looked at her, his eyes were about to freeze into ice, and the appearance of not approaching people made people refuse, like a wild beast with big hair, his back was protruding, and his hair stood on end, and he didn't take him as a man in his eyes at all?

She trembled with fear, her hair stood on end, she was ...... Coming to the wrong place, she thought that what had happened between them before could be written off and everything could start again, but when that thought came to her, she took the wrong step.

Wu Wuqing said: "You are so casual, easy to ...... How did you do that? I can't! ”

He leaned over and dragged Ye Fengzhu, pressing down her body, his eyes were cold, bloodthirsty and traceless, his wide palms covered her face, blocked her eyes, his lips were close, he pried open her teeth, and bit his lower lip lightly.

Ye Feng stopped trying his best to get rid of it, and said with tears in his eyes. It was as if she were in the Dead Sea, and she was imprisoned by him.

"Wu Wuqing, you ...... What are you doing? The squire said.

Ye Feng stopped and patted his clothes, looking at a person, no matter how ordinary a person is, he is not pouring water.

His lips still had the smell of their lips and teeth together, a faint, sweet smell of blood. A wisp of warmth that slipped through his arms and embraced her soft waist slipped between his fingers, cooled and stranded into the wind, and passed away in an instant.

After the man left, Ye Feng stopped drawing his sword and looked at each other, staring angrily, condensing crystal clear tears.

Wu Wuqing walked over, walking lightly, his eyes were not warm, this was what was terrifying about him.

He said with a grim eye, "You realize your approach...... How foolish and ignorant? If you don't want this to happen again, do some self-reflection and think carefully to avoid unnecessary trouble, and walk on thin ice – don't say stupid things like that...... Doing such a stupid move! ”

This scene is shocking and moving, and every word is beautiful.

He was a place she would never reach, the other side, heaven, and she didn't know when he would turn into lava, icebergs, hell. She wanted to hug him, but it had become a thing of the past, a luxury. If you ask for too much, it will become a dream and a burden.

"Wu Wuqing......" Ye Feng said in a choked voice.

"I ...... I hope you can forgive me. "As soon as the words fell, the dust settled, and you and I finally became strangers.

The first time, given to me, I—the first time, given to her, and rightfully so, but she broke his heart, after she got it, before he lost it.

Perhaps, he couldn't understand Ye Feng's mood for the rest of his life, coldly, and couldn't help but say.

After she was born, she never got her father's love, mother's love, and the memory before the age of six, after arriving, it became a luxury and untouchable thing, palace, is a bleak and dilapidated word, the cold wind in it, even the summer heat will be hidden, and the hottest stove in winter is placed in front of you, and you will suddenly feel nothing. Love was given to her by Wu Wuqing, from the first moment she saw him, and after seeing him at the first moment, this feeling came naturally...... Although his face was cold, he was wrapped in a warm heart, and he had reached out to her in the pomegranate flower...... It was a memory she couldn't forget.

When she went hand in hand with Dumping Shuiran, when she deviated from Wu Wuqing, there was a cool breeze behind her, a pause, a scene looking back, telling what she would never get, incomparably precious and shining.

If it were him, he would definitely not let himself be hurt and wronged...... However, those are all extravagant hopes and pursuits.

She remembered those days and spent a long time with Master Jian Nanxia......

Ye Meng bypassed the wind and rain and came to the white jade grassland, and the more the white jade spring water went to the grassland, the more it gradually turned into an icy water belt.

As night fell, exhausted, she docked at a rock at the foot of the waterfall, and the water was pouring down. At this moment, she remembered her memory, the water dripping on the rock splashed her clothes, Ye Meng's heart had reached the point of being at ease, she immediately jumped into the waterfall, held the sword and practiced martial arts diligently, in order to travel the world. The fire roasted all night, the clothes were wet all night, the people dried all night, and the thoughts were missed all night. The night of Ye Meng's shower, who was naked, made her cheer up, put on the clothes of a chivalrous woman, and wrapped her in a package. The sword was stuck in the fish, Ye Meng puffed up her strength and rested on the fire for a moment, she stared at the spring and listened to the music. "Alright! It's time to go, hehe. Leaving the fish skeleton in the flameout, Ye Meng went straight to the populated place of the White Jade Grassland.

The sound of tambourines and wild horses galloping. Ye Meng gathered around the crowd to take a look, and was immediately crowded together. At this time, a familiar voice sounded: "Good apprentice, go to the ring and compete." His dashing strength immediately put Ye Meng's body on the waist among the several warriors in the ring, her eyes flashed the picture of his master, a thrilling scene, about to start a war, a strong man's voice screamed harshly: "Hey, use your sword immediately."

"Yes, there are still two more moments to look at the posture of the strong man! A thought welled up in her eyes: she had to take him down. A side flip kick of the chivalrous woman, a chest block of the strong man, and the dust on the soles of the shoes all bulged. Ye Meng jumped down from the air full of red flags, and used her sword, the white sword head circled around the scream of the bearded soldier several times, and in a moment, Ye Meng's kick broke through the aura and stabbed the Si Ren's chest, at this time, the gray mist dispersed, and her sword was facing the man's eyes in the sky. Ye Meng put up the handle of the knife, stood up, and said, "You should admit defeat."

The strong man patted his chest angrily and said, "What kind of sword are you playing?" What kind of tricks are you dancing?"

Ye Meng frowned, and said tightly: "I am playing with a sword, and I am dancing with a sword."

"Ahh What is the basis for this? Pun said.

Ye Meng deliberately went too far and said: "The following competitions can be distinguished."

And he said, "Then why do you say the sword?"

The master stood and smiled, and Ye Meng said, "What kind of person I deal with, what kind of sword will become." Then for you, a strong man, I have to use the sharpest knife to stab you in the vital point! "Oh! I see, admire, admire. The strong man bent down, bowed, and descended like a bull.

In fact, that was a false move, Ye Meng thought to himself, such a sword theory is not the same, and smiled a few times.

Ye Feng stopped and smiled, dazzling, like a rainbow hanging horizontally between waterfalls, like an ice spring reflecting the moon, reflecting the black face that was anxious and calm at that time to experience wind and frost, rain and wind.

No one longed for her a hug, and two years ago, she wasn't the beautiful person to be loved...... took off the appearance of the moon, covered with the filth of the rivers and lakes, and an unmodified face was smeared with the wind and frost of the sun and the moon, and persevered with the tenacious perseverance of not asking the reason. She regressed...... The little girl who lives with survival as her belief, Ye Meng, is the thousands of people she is today. Shucheng is a warm harbor, which made her forget the principles and basic laws of natural selection and survival of the fittest.

Ye Feng stopped and walked with his sword, leading the group of swordsmen to train in Bazi.

Xu Yanling and Wu Shuang looked at Ye Feng, today she really seems to have changed a person, her eyebrows are like distant mountains, the moment she wrinkles, infinite waves, as if only as first seen, and a wisp of green smoke rises, cannibalistic fireworks, taste the ups and downs of the world.

There is still a temple on the mountainside, the green water is like a shuttle, gurgling and flowing, intertwined with the colorful silk threads of the years.

He lowered his eyes, and she sighed, staring at each other, across the distance.

Xu Yanling said: "Let's go and ...... with Gongzi"

Wu Shuang smiled a lot, walked hand in hand in response, lowered her eyebrows and approached, her face was like a frost moon, her red lips were slightly opened, she was condensed with smoke and autumn waves, she was rolled up in a red halo, her eyes were low, she was drunk, and she was indefinite.

Ye Feng stopped and looked over, they were talking and laughing, and the afterglow in their eyes was shining. The soft breeze sweeps the face, the fine water complains, it can't be found, the majestic trickle gathers up, falls down the waterfall, the white waves become silk silk, endless, and a song is played between the lost stone valleys.

Mo Yijing chased after him, looked at him blankly, raised his eyebrows, and blurted out: "Go!"

"Let's go up there...... There are large snowdrop flowers. ”

"Really?" Ye Feng paused and looked up, and Mo Yijing grabbed her sword-holding arm.

"Hmm." Mo Yijing replied, looking at her.

Sunny and cloudless, the wind is clear, stepping on the slope of the sloping mountain, the trees on the top of the cliff are dazzlingly green, and the ink shadow reflects the wall.