"Don't get hurt." Si Yan thought for a while.

According to Qu Wanwan's martial arts now, the strength of fighting other people is still a little worse, if she is fortunate to learn this set of frost swordsmanship and can still deal with it, the disciples accepted by Tianjimen do not require martial arts to be powerful, but pay more attention to whether there is acquired plasticity.

Practicing martial arts is a matter of perseverance, and it takes enough hard work and talent to get a glimpse of the essence, during this time, Si Yan can see that Lou Qingqing's talent in martial arts is very good. Otherwise, with just five days, how could he practice a set of swordsmanship that was only memorized in his mind.

He also saw from the past few days that Lou Qingqing had not learned any martial arts in the previous two years, and completely relied on the internal breath input from the master of Qingcheng Gate.

So after the palace master abolished her internal breath, she completely became an ordinary person, and he also understood that a woman like Lou Qingqing was born with congenital deficiencies. In fact, it is not easy to live in peace, how can the master of Qingcheng Gate let her suffer.

People who practice martial arts must have rough skin and thick flesh, where will she be like her delicate and boneless, and her palms are soft and soft like soft pancreas.

It's just that where does Si Yan know that Qu Wanwan's signs are just pampered and cared for, and the Jacaranda Palace has always advocated beauty, so she naturally has put herself in her shoes in this regard.

Since she was a child, Qu Wanwan has been bathed in milk, lavender with flowers, and protected by golden silk gloves when practicing martial arts. Where will she be allowed to have half a point of damage, and there is a designated maid to take care of this matter in the Jacaranda Palace.

"Don't worry, I'll put my own safety first." Qu Wanwan raised her head, and her eyes were rippling with autumn water.

Si Yan lowered his eyebrows and looked at her shallowly. The jade bone hand clenched the cold Yuhua sword, the white clothes fluttered lightly, accompanied by the rhythm of the breeze, and every step he took had an incomparable demeanor.

The emerald green bamboo leaves swayed, the shadows and halos intertwined, and a drop of dew rolled down the bamboo leaves, dripping into the dirt silently.

Qu Wanwan held the sword behind him, his long figure was projected on the ground by the sunlight and became a slender shadow, she walked without walking anywhere, stepping on his shadow.

"Si Yan, are you a little curious about what I look like?"

From the beginning of the anger of learning that he had face blindness, and after this period of getting along, Qu Wanwan no longer had half of her anger, but felt a little pity for him. Think about how sad and desperate a person must be when he is born unable to see other people's faces, his eyes are only blurred, and he can't even see the appearance of his loved ones.

Under his mask of a thin and cold face, there must be a sensitive and fragile heart, and such a person Qu Wanwan can't help but want to pity.

That......

Will he expect anything from his own looks?

Qu Wanwan thought, but whenever he has the slightest ripples and reverie about himself, he will want to know the appearance of the other party!

What does she look like?!

Si Yan's footsteps were a little sluggish, and he continued to move forward but there were no words, just when Qu Wanwan thought that he didn't hear clearly, and wanted to repeat the words again, a cold tone gradually sounded, "Since I was sensible, I knew that I was different from others, and I was extremely curious for a long time at the beginning, and I also looked for many ways to cure it, but to no avail. After many years, my heart has been like water, and my appearance is just a skin, just a cloud of smoke. ”

The moment I saw you, the hazy heart that seemed to be dead had the hope of a new life.

In the latter words, Si Yan chose to disappear in his heart, he also had things that he was afraid of and did not dare to face, and he was afraid of disappointment after looking forward to it, which would be more desperate than no hope.

Qu Wanwan stopped, and saw Si Yan walking down the steps, dressed in white, clean and dusty, like a fairy, a person like this should have no distractions and no dust.

However, Qu Wanwan just wanted to pull him out of that layer of brilliance and put him into her jacaranda palace, linger in the world, and bathe in red dust and love. What's so good about being a desireless immortal? Lonely and lonely, lonely all his life. If you don't have a confidant with you for a long time, you can think of it as a lonely person!

Qu Wanwan didn't know how to think about it in the future, she only knew that she could do something worth doing in her limited life, whether it was for herself or the Jacaranda Palace. So for many years, she has also been happy in suffering.

Qu Wanwan rubbed her fingertips, her expression was obscure, she stood at the highest point of the steps, and from here she could see the winding thousand-foot jade steps that seemed to be surrounded by a snake, and the heavenly machine gate surrounded by clouds and smoke, her mood at the moment seemed to be a little stunned by the scenery in front of her.

There was no sound behind him, Si Yan stopped and turned around, the two of them were not far away but separated by layers of stone steps. Originally, he was slender, and he needed to look up at the person opposite him at this moment.

There, the slender figure of the person in the light shirt of Biluo stands tall and blends with the emerald green bamboo leaves. Si Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of unintentional strangeness, fleeting.

"Qingqing, why are you stopping?" Si Yan pursed his lips slightly.

When Qu Wanwan heard this, her eyes fell on him, her eyes fluttering, as if she was seriously considering something. As a young man, she walked down the steps step by step, step by step, towards him. From a distance of ten meters to five meters, to two meters, to one meter......

Closer, closer and closer, as if I could already vaguely smell the familiar cold fragrance.

Si Yan didn't move, his eyes followed her steps and watched her approach step by step, until the Biluo light shirt came to the opposite side of him Si Yan suddenly came back to his senses, he clenched the knuckles of the sword body a little harder, and he didn't know what this action was.

Qu Wanwan's footsteps stopped in front of him, and she stood on tiptoe slightly and looked at his cool eyes with a smile, "Si Yan, don't you really want to know my face?" ”

Why bother?

Si Yan was puzzled.

Qu Wanwan shook her head and pretended to sigh, landed on her feet, hugged the long sword in her hand in front of her chest, and swaggered past him, "It's a pity!" I had a way to let you know. But since Si Yan doesn't have that mind, then I shouldn't have said it. ”

She has a way?

Si Yan's heart seemed to have suddenly stirred up a layer of not shallow waves, he adjusted his thoughts to hold back the turmoil, he faced her, and there was thinking and prying in his eyes.

He wondered what she would do.

He followed her footsteps and asked hesitantly, "Qingqing has research on this matter?" ”

"I can't talk about research, but I know that this method will be useful." Qu Wanwan looked back suddenly, and smiled lightly.

The rare naughty and slightly delicate makes her beauty extra vibrant, but it's a pity that the people in front of her don't know the face and miss this surprise in vain.

What she said was so sure that Si Yan had the urge to trust, he looked at the blurred face in front of him, and his thin lips opened lightly, "If it's really as Qingqing said, I'm willing to give it a try." ”

"Okay, since it's for Si Yan, I don't hesitate to make a little sacrifice."

Sacrifice?!

Could it be that there is something hurting? This is absolutely unacceptable, if he implicates others in his own affairs, then he would rather not try.