The weather was gloomy, and it was raining like a cow's hair outside, and the air was slightly cool.

The ancient bluestone slabs with a sense of age were wet with rain, the dark corners were covered with green moss, and a thin figure walked in the hazy drizzle.

The young man had a white face and red lips, and a black long-handled umbrella was held in his white hand.

Li Luo walked to the cemetery alone, stopped under the locust tree, stared at the two black figures from afar, and his curled eyelashes trembled slightly.

Even though it was far away, covered by a drizzle in the middle, Li Luo could clearly see the side of the man, only to see him slowly squat down and put the white flowers in his hand on the ground.

The man seemed to be saying something, and Li Luo was too far away to hear it.

After a long time, the man slowly got up, looked deeply at the tombstone, and then turned to leave, and the man behind him handed the umbrella to the man.

Li Luo's hand holding the handle of the umbrella tightened a little, watching the man walk towards him, his face was calm, but his heart was already overturned.

Xu Mubai, I didn't expect us to meet again, but I didn't expect it to be in this situation.

Li Luo choked slightly, his eyes were full of complicated emotions, Xu Mubai had changed a lot, and now he seemed to be more mature and stable, and his face was less sunny than before.

Xu Mubai's eyes fell on the young man under the ancient tree in front of him, the young man looked exquisite, but what attracted him was not the young man's appearance, but the eyes, was he wrong? Those eyes look familiar?

"Seventh Master, that young man is a little familiar!"

Shen Ming, who was walking behind, naturally also saw Li Luo, and when he saw the short blue-gray hair, he seemed to think of something.

"This seems to be the sword immortal who defeated the extinct Sword Immortal in the power king competition that day."

When Shen Ming approached, he finally remembered who the young man was.

"Speaking of which, he is also a member of the Zhuxian clan now, it seems that his name is Li Luo."

After Shen Ming finished speaking, Xu Mubai's pupils shrank in vain, his eyes looked closely at the young man in front of him, and there was a faint expectation in his heart.

The young man also looked at him, looking at each other, and the two of them had different thoughts.

Different faces, different genders, he thinks too much, and a trace of loss and self-deprecation flashed in Xu Mubai's eyes.

Li Luo knew that the Xu Mubai in front of her was the Xu Mubai she knew before, and it should have been her who he went to worship just now.

Since she was dead in his heart, why did she bother to say anything to Xu Mubai?

And she didn't know what to say, this thing was too bizarre, if she hadn't experienced it herself, she really didn't believe in the idea of resurrecting the soul by borrowing a corpse.

"You're Li Luo, a new member of the Zhuxian team!" Shen Ming smiled at Li Luo.

Li Luo came back to his senses, his eyes fell on the man behind Xu Mubai, and nodded slightly, "Are you?" ”

Shen Ming didn't make an introduction, and said meaningfully: "I hope to see your figure in the competition in a few days, your sword immortal is playing well, I am optimistic about you." ”

After speaking, he followed Xu Mubai's footsteps and turned back to Li Luo with a smile.

Li Luo watched the two figures walk away from a distance, with mixed feelings, seeing each other, things are not people.

Just now, she and Xu Mubai passed by, she knew it was him, but he didn't know it was her!

Sighing, Li Luo suppressed the complexity in his heart and slowly walked in the direction of the tombstone.