"The most important thing is that he is ruthless enough to himself, and the old man who looks at it is a little hairy, such a person can really only be a friend, not an enemy-"

"Also, in the past few years, his martial arts have been lean, not to mention, and the forces outside have not been expanded, it seems that on the rivers and lakes, it is time to set off a bloody storm again."

He didn't know whether to sigh or sigh.

However, when he caught a glimpse of the woman lying on the tree, like an invisible corpse, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Did you hear it or didn't you hear it?"

"Hmm-"

The man lazily answered.

I don't seem to care about this kind of thing at all.

He was speechless.

"I really don't understand what you're thinking or what you're trying to do."

He grunted and poured his head back.

Mosuo held the hairpin in his sleeve, and looked into the distance with a long and quiet look.

"The old man has nothing to teach him, and when he turns back, when the time comes, come to the old man, you know where to look."

The words fell.

Yijing's figure disappeared.

All that remained was the shallow rustling of the wind and the lingering aroma of wine in the air.

When Ji Tan carried a few fish and walked up from the waterfall.

I only saw a girl sitting on a branch and flipping through a drawing book.

His eyes lit up.

This man has not changed for four years.

"Where's Master Yijing?"

faded from adolescence, and was cold and hoarse when he changed his voice.

The youth who gradually stabilized in a low and indifferent cold tone.

While asking casually, he forked a few cleaned fish on a branch and roasted them.

"Gone."

Si Ruan flipped through the drawing book and said slowly:

"He said, there's nothing left to teach you."

Ji Tan grilled the fish's hands for a meal.

After a while, he asked very indifferently.

"So, I can leave the school?"

"Hmm."

"Really?"

He lowered his eyes and looked at the crackling sparks in front of him, his eyes as calm as water.

"I'm going back to Xiao Kingdom, do you want to be together?"

"Don't."

The girl refused very neatly.

The corners of the young man's lips twitched, and he didn't speak for a while.

It was not until the fish was roasted, and he stretched out his hand, and handed it to the girl, that he said:

"Well, then, I'll leave tomorrow."

"Oh."

The girl reached for the grilled fish and replied nonchalantly.

It seems that when he leaves, whether he will come back or not, it has nothing to do with her.

The fish that the young man handed over to him took it back and put it in his mouth.

"Huh?"

Si Ruan blinked, a little puzzled.

"Isn't it for me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the young man throw his hand and throw a package into her arms.

It was full of wild fruits of all colors.

And the young man took the rest of the grilled fish in his hand and walked away.

？？

Si Ruan, who was holding a pile of wild fruits in a daze.

looked blankly at the young man who threw her a back.

Confused.

"What are you doing here?"

But the young man, a little bit of a step, disappeared in an instant.

……

She was silent.

Looking down at the pile of wild fruits in his arms, he hesitated:

"A belated period of rebellion?"

But, what is it to rebel against her?

Obviously she didn't do anything-

And, hearing her words, began to enter the system of long-term diving.

Speechlessly, he looked at the woman in front of him, who didn't know what was going on.

I don't know if I was hit too much, or I hated iron too much.

Grinding his teeth in a vicious and fierce tone:

[Fart's belated rebellious period? 】

"Huh? Isn't it? ”