"Fool, what's there to be afraid of?" I stretched out my hand, hugged Su Xin gently, and said with a faint smile: "In this world, people will eventually die, either as light as a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai, but the point is not how much you bring to the world, but how you ...... I feel that I am worthy of how much I have done. ”

But as soon as the words came out, I suddenly regretted it.

In the past, it has become a habit for me to always like to pour "chicken soup" into people, and those soothing hearts always come with my mouth open, but when I think about it, it seems that I am always diametrically opposed to my words.

My life has obviously been spent in constant regret, and when I think about it, I can't help but feel a little sad.

"Sleep, you're too young to think about this." I tried to divert the topic to alleviate the embarrassment in my heart, so I changed my words: "In the future, when I grow up, I will have my own set of truths, and other people's words are all references after all, remember, don't live up to your own heart, sleep well, and get up tomorrow to practice swords." ”

"Okay." He answered softly, and then closed his eyes very obediently and fell asleep.

That sleeps ...... But it was still my bed, and I realized my mistake at this time.

I didn't want to sleep with this half-grown hairy boy again, nor did I want to sleep in his poor little bed......

Outside the window, the night is thick, and people are sleeping in my dreams, but it is destined to be a sleepless night for me.

"Let's go out and practice my sword." I sighed bitterly, reflected the bright moonlight, picked up the Qingming sword resting beside the bed, and stepped out of the door softly.

The night is like lacquer and ink, and the bright snow moon gently sprinkles its shimmer on this gray-brown fertile soil, accompanying everything to sleep.

And I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I chose an open place in the forest, suddenly pulled the Qingming sword out of the sheath, and took advantage of the evening breeze to sway, cutting the fallen leaves to try the sword.

However, Rao is he tried for a long time, but he always mixed the spiritual power in his body with his sword intent, far from achieving the effect of cutting trees and stone forests like cutting mud, and could only rely on the soft swordsmanship in his hand to barely cut off the yellow fallen leaves in front of him.

"Exactly...... What went wrong? ”

I closed my eyes and entered the sea of knowledge again to recall the memories of "Lin Qingchen" in the past, trying to find out the reason why he was unable to use the spiritual power in his body.

The body of "Lin Qingchen" also has a golden pill cultivation, and in the Zhikong Forest, he has also used spiritual power to save Xiu Ying, so there is no reason why he can't use it now?

Unless, there is something that can seal the spiritual power in the sky forest, or or, after he saved people, he was seriously injured and was sealed with spiritual power.

"This floating school is full of weirdness." I frowned in displeasure, and angrily thrust my sword into its sheath.

At this moment, I heard someone laughing not far away: "It's only been so long, so don't you practice?" ”

"Well, I don't practice anymore." I replied casually.

As the footsteps drew closer, the man's figure gradually appeared in front of me in the moonlight from the forest.

Wearing a green crown on his head, he always likes to wear that green, which is clearly a fair-skinned and handsome young man's face, but he always loves the paper fan to shake lightly, revealing that scheming and meaningful smile, others don't even need to look at it, just smell the unique smell of herbs, and they will also recognize this person as the senior brother of "Lin Qingchen", the peak master of Jingyang Peak - Li Shizhong.

Li Shizhong is only a Yuanying cultivator, not much higher than himself, but with his excellent pulse diagnosis technique and alchemy technique, his status in the Floating Life Sect is not low.

After all, immortals occasionally have three illnesses and two pains, not to mention that cultivators are only half mortals to them, and it is an exaggeration to say that Li Shizhong is half of the existence of gods to them, and he is the most respected person except for the master.

However, even if "Lin Qingchen" had a very ordinary relationship with him before his death, it made no sense that he would run to the boundary of Pingyang Peak in the middle of the night to meet me in the grove.

I couldn't figure it out more and more, so I took the opportunity to ask, "Why doesn't my brother go to rest late at night?" ”

"Like you, I can't sleep in the middle of the night, so I come out to relax." The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he smiled slightly: "Why, junior brother doesn't welcome me to come to your Pingyang Peak to go around?" ”

"How dare you." I smiled helplessly: "Since it is a family, it is naturally okay for my senior brother to patronize my barren land." ”

It was a very ordinary sentence, but it sounded more like a run at this time, but fortunately, Li Shizhong just smiled faintly, and didn't seem to take it to heart, but proposed: "Since you and I can't sleep tonight, why don't we go to your Zhikong Forest together?" ”

In the middle of the night, he ran to my territory and wanted to take advantage of the moonlight to ask me to go for a walk where I had an accident before, and I felt more and more that this person was afraid that he was not a good person.

"No, no."

I frowned slightly, turned around and was about to go back to my cabin, but I didn't want him to grab my hand and laugh in a low voice: "You really don't want to know, the reason for your spiritual power?" ”

As he spoke, he pinched the law and summoned a sword at his feet, dragging me all the way as if he was afraid that I would escape.

When I arrived at Zhikong Forest, he put me down, and with a wave of his hand, the sword flew away in the direction of his finger.

"That's ...... Your sword? "I'm slightly different.

I thought that this guy was holding that paper folding fan in his hand all day long, and I thought it was his weapon, but I didn't think that he was also a sword practitioner.

And after Li Shizhong heard my words, he suddenly looked at me with a complicated expression: "Otherwise, don't you think that the Floating Sect can still let you fly around with a fan?" How indecent does that look, not to lose the face of this famous family? ”

With that, he closed the folding fan and pointed to the front with a tap.

I looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a golden magic circle not far away, and the center of the circle was the moon shadow epiphany, but at this time, he was no longer as white and flawless as "Lin Qingchen" remembered, but had already withered, lost the light blue halo around him, and the withered petals hung weakly on the withered yellow branches and leaves, swaying with the bleak evening breeze.

"You brought me here just to see this?" I wondered.

"Didn't I bring you here just to see the culprit?" He smiled faintly.

However, when I looked at the beautiful flowers that had bloomed before, reflected under the full moon, facing the evening breeze, like dancing fairies, but turned into the lifeless withered flowers in front of me, I suddenly lost interest.

But at this moment, Li Shizhong's clear voice sounded in his ears again: "This moon shadow epiphany is not actually dead, it has always been ...... It's on you. ”