"I also think that it should be killed, and the weak will escape the war~" Li Bai Qingjun smiled, chic and uninhibited.

"Moreover, from the moment the king of Han saw me, he gave his life to hunt me down, and it seems that he has a common enmity with me. I will avenge the vengeance he has wounded me today! Li Bai's words vividly reflected his character of retribution.

"Hey, I've said everything I need to say, and I'll go with you." Luna sighed helplessly.

"The girl's grace for today's assistance, Di remembers it." Di Renjie smiled slightly.

He turned his head to look at the mural and felt that it was almost time to go back to the Wuyin Temple. He listened to Li Bai say that the King of Han was chasing after Li Bai, guessing that it was probably related to Li Bai's past. Fortunately, he had already taken the sword spike in his hand. Now hurry back and take the sword spike to Li Bai. After Li Bai remembers all the past, maybe he will know why. Di Renjie thought about it, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Di, what are you laughing at?" Li Bai looked at Di Renjie puzzled.

"I laughed at you twice for being a hero to save the beauty, can you still put it in your backyard?" The corners of Di Renjie's mouth rose and teased.

As he saw just now, Luna's eyes looked at Li Bai affectionately, and there was a lot of worry between her words, guessing that this woman was afraid that she was a little tempted by Li Bai. Today, Li Bai saved another person, and that woman is also beautiful, which is really a blessing.

When Luna heard this, her face immediately turned crimson, and she raised her eyes to peek at Li Bai again.

"Brother Di, don't be joking!" Li Bai coughed lightly and turned his face away.

When the two returned to the Wuyin Temple, the night was already dark.

The little fox curled up on the branches of the pear tree and slept soundly. I didn't even notice that the two of them were back. Li Bai first found a vacant room at random, put Zhaojun on the bed, and settled her. He glanced at the sleeping Zhaojun several times, and he didn't know why this woman made him so suspenseful. Obviously, the two have met less than three times, and there is an inexplicable sense of closeness.

Li Bai looked at Zhaojun's side face. Her fair cheeks were flushed and pink, and her cherry mouth was soft and seductive. The fine cloud hair scattered on the side of his face, and the beauty was full of softness, and he couldn't help but reach over and touch her long hair, and the corners of his mouth smiled inexplicably. Then he realized that he seemed to have done too much, his face was slightly red, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

Li Bai remembered that Di Renjie said that he had something for him, and he was very mysterious. He pulled the thin blanket on the bed at will, pulled it on Zhaojun's body, turned around and went out in style.

Di Renjie sat in the room, still thinking about the murals he had seen before, and he always felt that something was wrong. And the starry scene in the secret room, as if he had seen it somewhere, was indescribably familiar. He thought about taking out the drawings again, looking at the little delicate tower over and over again, trying to find some thoughts.

"Brother Di~ What do you want to give me? God mysterious! Li Bai squinted and smiled, pushed the door in.

He saw Di Renjie sitting at the wooden table, and then walked over generously and sat on the wooden bench. I saw the scattered ink drawings on the table again, and picked them up casually and looked at them.

"Isn't this the exquisite tower we saw in the afternoon? Did you still paint it? Li Bai glanced at it twice, and suddenly lost interest. Di Renjie shouldn't have asked him to come over to see the painting, right?

"That's not what you're talking about, is that?" Li Bai's eyes widened.

"Naturally not. It's this. Di Renjie smiled. He reached out and took out a red sword spike from his arms, put it on the wooden table, and stretched out his hand to push it in front of Li Bai's eyes.

The moment Li Bai's eyes saw Jian Sui, he was stunned. There was a tingling feeling in his heart, this thing, he seemed to have seen it somewhere. His handsome face was solemn, and the look in his eyes darkened.

He paused for a few seconds before reaching out and touching the sword spike. His fingertips touched the sword spike, and wisps of smoke dispersed, and the sword spike turned into an extremely light and ordinary thin sword in his hand, and the long thin sword fell with this red sword spike.

"Feng Ming Sword?!" Li Bai's nose was sour, and his eyes were slightly moist. All the memories came to him like a tidal wave.

He has been practicing swords since he was a child, and the thin sword that he has never left with him is now in his hands again. This sword accompanies him in life, in his death, and in the loss of his love. And this sword spike is actually her!

In the crisp bamboo forest, the slight sunlight shines on people's bodies. The light in the gap between the bamboo leaves shines on the ground, one bright and one dark.

Li Bai held a leaf of green bamboo in his mouth, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth smiled. He is dressed in white, chic and uninhibited, with a long sword at his feet, handsome people can never move away at a glance, such a dazzling person is enough to make all teenagers fall in love, and Zhaojun is no exception.

"How long are you going to look at me like this?" Zhaojun lowered his head with a slightly red face, and his heart was sweet.

"How long? How about forever? Li Bai raised his eyebrows, his smiling eyes narrowed slightly, and he became more handsome.

"You're making me happy with your rhetoric~" Zhaojun smiled happily, like a snow plum blooming beautifully.

"Then does my Zhao'er like it?" Li Bai smiled at the corner of his mouth and stretched out his palm towards her.

Zhaojun smiled shyly, and then obediently got up and walked towards him.

"The scenery of this bamboo forest is just right, why don't I play the flute, you dance the sword to show me, how about it?" Zhaojun blinked his eyes and looked at him with affection.

"How can a woman play the flute and a man dance a sword? Only men play the piano and women dance. Li Bai shook his head reluctantly.

"I don't care, you have to listen to me~" Zhaojun pursed his lips and smiled, took out the nine-turn white jade phoenix flute from his sleeve, put it to his lips and played it gently. A song of phoenixes seeks phoenixes, and the love is slim. Her eyes were full of affection, like autumn water, looking straight at Li Bai, as if she was coquettish.

Li Bai turned a deaf ear at first, and after a few seconds, he couldn't stand her expectant eyes. Jumped, took the thin sword, and danced gracefully and smartly. The emerald green bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest are raised, like the green wind transiting, and the beauty is like a fantasy. The red spike of the sword that fell from the thin sword in his hand was particularly conspicuous in the emerald green.

"Brother Bai, does your sword have a name?" Zhaojun stopped the flute and asked curiously. She had never heard Li Bai mention the name of this sword.

"No, I don't. Isn't a sword just a sword? What name do you want. Li Bai put away his sword awe-inspiringly, and walked towards Zhaojun from the disturbed bamboo leaves with a smile.

"Why don't you call Feng Ming Sword?" Zhaojun winked playfully, as if he had chosen a name for him after thinking about it.

"No, it's too girly." Li Bai silently put away the long sword, and the smile in his slender eyes did not decrease. He stared at Zhaojun for a long time, as if he had indescribable affection.

Zhaojun couldn't stand his eyes, his face was crimson, his eyes were wandering, and he silently picked up the jade flute and blew it leisurely. The fresh aroma of the bamboo forest and the moving sound of the flute combine to make people intoxicated.

Li Bai walked over with a smile, pressed the jade flute that Zhaojun was still playing, leaned over and lowered his face, and kissed her soft lips. She blinked, her face flushed, and she didn't dare to exhale.

"When I get to the Western Regions, I'll marry you." He stood up straight, his smiling eyes crooked, better than a crescent moon.