Yangjiabao, back garden, bamboo pavilion.

A girl in a lilac long gauze dress is playing the agarwood guqin in the pavilion.

Savor it carefully, the sound of the piano suddenly looks like a high pit like a nine-day galaxy astrolabe falling, and suddenly it is low like a small bridge and flowing water.

A wisp of light smoke slowly faded out of the incense altar, and the girl pressed the strings with both hands, her eyes slightly open.

At this time, a girl dressed as a maid was kneeling in front of the piano, with a somewhat panicked expression.

"Miss, don't, don't drive me away!" The girl dressed as a maid was a little excited, and she didn't know whether she was scared or confused.

The purple-shirted girl sitting in front of the piano suddenly opened her eyes suddenly, and a sharp aura struck, and she said lightly, "Get out!"

Suddenly, the maid was shocked by this fierce air and flew away two battles.

As Miss Zhao's personal maidservant Xiao Cui, she has grown from a powerless, powerless, lonely and helpless little maid to the most powerful domestic servant in the entire Yangjiabao, and in the past three years, she has been inseparable from her careful care of Miss Zhao.

She really didn't understand, just because of an oversight, she was going to let her fall from the clouds to the mud, Miss is kind, they have been getting along day and night for three years, and she understands Miss's habits.

"Miss, Miss!"

Forcibly enduring the grievances, the maid moved her knees and knelt down in front of the purple-shirted girl, and the pear blossom cried like rain: "Miss, Xiaocui is reluctant to let you go, if I leave, who will serve you, who will help you go to the market to watch the rouge gouache together, who will accompany you to watch the sunrise and sunset in this Zhuxuan Pavilion, Miss, please, you will spare Xiaocui!"

The corner of the purple-shirted girl's mouth touched slightly, obviously thinking of the bits and pieces of the past three years, but when she thought that this maid was greedy for money, she dared to tell the Yang family's disciples about her bathing time, it was really bold!

"Uncle Wu, let her go!" the purple-shirted girl whispered to the dark scene.

A tall black shadow instantly appeared beside the purple-shirted girl, with gray hair and a grim expression.

"Yes!"

There were no superfluous words, and when the maid was mentioned, a leap disappeared from sight.

"A black chicken is a black chicken after all, even if she is dressed in a phoenix, she will never be able to become a phoenix, perhaps, it's time to leave. ”

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"Plop!"

The maid Xiaocui fell outside the Zhuxuan Pavilion, and her arms were still a little red and swollen, and the man in black didn't know how to pity the jade.

"Yang Xiaocui, Zhuxuan Pavilion is not the place for you to stay! Let's go, the Great Elder has already arranged a residence for you. The man in black fell down Xiao Cui and said coldly.

"Uncle Wu, I really didn't mean to! I didn't let Yang Hu and them in, it's not my fault!"

Xiao Cui's eyes were red and swollen, as if it was really just an accident.

"People are doing it, the sky is watching, the heavy silver and white things in your purse have betrayed you!"

"Miss is a kind-hearted person, and these are also your hard work for many years of serving her!"

The man in black took out a bag of gold coins from his arms, threw them in front of the maid, raised his voice and said, "After today, you Yang Xiaocui and our Miss Zhao will have nothing to do with each other, and there will be no time in the future." ”

"Will there be no time in the future?" Xiao Cui's face changed several times in a row, from the initial grievance to shame and finally to doubt, what do you mean, could it be that Yang Jiabao will no longer take me in?

Ignoring Xiao Cui's confusion, the man in black turned around and disappeared into the dark curtain in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Cui couldn't help but rub her eyes, this Uncle Wu's methods are really heavenly, no wonder the Great Elder was respectful to the young lady, and he also received a slap from Uncle Wu.

Miss, who are you sacred?

"Xiao Cui, get up!

When the maid was confused, two guards in green clothes helped her up from the ground, and one of the guards inadvertently stroked Xiaocui's waist with his palm, which felt good.

Seeing the three elongated figures under the moonlight gradually disappear, the isolated purple-shirted girl under the bamboo pavilion sighed lightly.

"Just like that person, be an ordinary person and live forever. ”

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"Water, water······"

A faint shout, accompanied by a breeze, broke the silence in the mountain jungle.

When I opened my tired eyes, I saw a green tree in the moonlight.

"Where is this?"

The boy pursed his pale lips and sat up, looking around.

It's a little weird, it should be a dark night with a vast twilight and a cool breeze at this time, why is it as bright as day and warm and breezy here?

Looking up, the moon is like frost, and the stars are twinkling, could it be that the Xianyuan Cave Mansion in the drama was really met by me?

Suddenly, there was a piercing light behind the young man, and he didn't dare to turn back easily, the young man slowly turned around, and his eyes quietly shifted from his surroundings to his back.

"Hiss ······"

Taking a deep breath, the young man hung his head, stiffening himself and not daring to move.

From the young man's eyes, he could clearly see a huge creature that looked like a silver wolf.

One man and one beast, in the moonlight, two by two, no one made a sound.

"Lang, come back!"

Suddenly, a gentle female voice like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley came from the mountains, breaking the stalemate between the boy and the huge creature.

The boy turned his head at the sound of the sound, and only then did he see the huge creature clearly.

A silver wolf!

Compared with the wild wolf that the boy had seen, its body was more huge, and it was very handsome, yes, it was handsome, its hind legs were slightly bent, its front legs stretched forward, and its eyes exuded a turquoise glow, looking like it was about to attack at any time.

The boy took two steps back, but the silver wolf didn't move.

"Don't be afraid, child. "It's that very gentle and nice voice again.

The boy looked around, but there was no one in sight.

"Silly boy, you can't see my ······"

The voice came again, but there was a hint of helplessness in his tone.

The boy was puzzled, and his eyes continued to search, and finally he noticed something different between the limbs of the silver wolf.

The silver wolf slowly stepped aside with its huge white teeth, and the boy finally saw the scene behind the silver wolf.

An ethereal stone statue of Sumeru leans on the mountain sky, and under the baptism of moonlight, it is eye-catching.

The boy looked carefully, and his heartbeat accelerated instantly, so beautiful!

A few points more beautiful than Miss Zhao, could it be that this is a god in the sky?

Unable to help it, the young man stepped forward with an arrow, wanting to reach out and touch it.

In an instant, the silver wolf opened its bloody mouth and appeared viciously in front of the stone statue, as if as long as the young man dared to take a step forward, it would bite the young man's throat with this hard saber tooth.

"It's okay, Lang, stand aside and let this kid come over!"

With this gentle voice, the young man was sure that it was the statue of the fairy sister who was speaking, but how did the statue speak, could it be that there was a fairy sister in the statue, or could this sculpture be the fairy sister?

The silver wolf seemed to understand the sculpture's words, and actually stepped aside.

The boy took a sharp breath, suppressed his fear of the silver wolf, and gradually walked to the stone statue with small steps.

Looking at the stone statue carefully, the young man's mood gradually calmed down.

There are beautiful women in Fox Mountain, peerless and independent.

One look at the city, and then look at the country.

That's probably what I'm talking about.

"This ingenious stone statue must not be done by man!" the young man stared at the stone statue, thinking secretly, after a while, his hands were folded, his body was slightly bent, and he bowed sincerely, "Sister Fairy, thank you!"

"Come here, kid. ”

The stone statue did not speak, but the boy seemed to be able to sense that it was the spirit of the stone statue that was talking to him.

"Sister Fairy, are you talking to me?"

"Silly boy, I'm not a fairy sister, I'm just a mortal. ”

"That fairy sister is a mortal, why can she incarnate as a stone sculpture to speak?"

"A lot of times, what you see is often not reality. Child, I smell a familiar smell in you, you come here, relax, sister help you see. ”

Before the young man could react, he felt as if he had been hit by an electric current, and there was a throbbing in the depths of the young man's soul, and he vaguely felt that there was a familiar heat flow in his dantian.

"It's soul power!" The young man's eyebrows stretched and turned into ecstasy, he could only feel that soul power when his father gave him the pill before, but he didn't expect that this soul power was fierce like a tide now.

Unconsciously, the young man's hands were together, and a faintly visible light of light was slowly pulled out from his palm to his fingertips.

"It's blue!" The young man's eyes widened in disbelief, although he couldn't cultivate soul power since he was a child, he remembered the type classification of soul power very clearly.

The types of soul power are divided into seven grades according to their strength.

The lowest end of the red color is also the one who cultivates the most soul power in Fox City, and the qualifications of this kind of people are only better than ordinary people in the entire Star Continent, roughly calculated, there are about three to four out of ten people, and the probability is quite high.

Then there was the rarer orange, the young man remembered that Yang Xiong's soul power was this color, and the probability of having a person with this color was about 1 in 10, which was relatively rare.

And then there is Huang Yan who leaps like a fish over the Dragon Gate, in this land in the Southern Regions, only those who have the soul power above Huang Yan can be called a Contra fighter.

In Fox City, if you want to get a certain status, it is absolutely impossible to have more than Huang Yan's soul power, and this probability is about one percent.

Then there is the green, in the entire Yangjiabao, there are only three people known to the young man, the Great Elder, the Father, and the Fifth Elder.

Among them, the soul power of the Great Elder is dark green, the father's is emerald green, the fifth elder is turquoise green, and Yang Jiabao said that the Great Elder's martial arts are the strongest, but the young man does not think that his father is the most powerful!

In his father's body, he could feel the aura of slaughter that only existed on the battlefield, while in the great elder, it seemed to be more of a fighting and killing aura in the rivers and lakes.

As for cyan, it is rumored that Yang Yunshan, the lord of Yangjiabao Fort, who has disappeared for six years, seems to have soul power of this color, but this kind of legend is too far away, according to the Southern Regions Great Qian Empire, this kind of person is one in a thousand, once he grows up, he can easily break through the realm of the soul king and become the backbone of the empire.

However, the young man didn't expect that his soul power was even rarer blue than the Lord of Yangjiabao Castle, but why couldn't he condense it in the past ten years?

Perhaps he heard the confusion in the young man's heart, and from the depths of his soul came the familiar and gentle nature.

"Child, your Heavenly Soul has been sealed······"

"If I'm not mistaken, from the moment you were born, your Heavenly Soul has been trapped by an extremely complex magic seal, so over the years, although you can feel the soul power, you can't condense it even the slightest. ”

"Sister Immortal, I just felt a fierce soul power attacking my dantian, did you help me unlock the seal, can I cultivate soul power?"

The boy stared straight at the stone sculpture, his hem of his hands trembling inadvertently, he wanted to know the answer.

"I, I can't untie it, I have used too much of my soul power to help you lift the seal just now, and after a few hours, I will dissipate between heaven and earth. ”

The young man's expression changed from disappointment to loss as the stone carving's words turned to reluctance in an instant, although they had been together for less than an hour, but the fairy sister's care for him seemed to be ten years.

"Child, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed, not to mention that my sister is only dissipating the remnants of this Biyuetan. ”

The silver wolf standing alone on the side walked to the stone sculpture at some point, his head gently leaned on the stone plate under the stone carving, and his fierce eyes were full of tenderness at this moment.

That kind of attachment is not like a dependence on the owner, it feels more like a life-and-death dependence between lovers.

"Lang, after I leave, you don't want to guard my remnants, it's been twenty years, you should also go out and see the outside world, don't kill this child, he's just a hard-working child. ”

"Shadow, if it weren't for him, we would have been here for at least ten years, this kid, I don't like it!" The silver wolf leaning in front of the stone plate suddenly spoke, and even the silver wolf himself felt incredible, what the hell was going on.

It glanced at the stone carving, and the soul inside the stone carving nodded, "Perhaps, it's my deadline that is approaching, so the seal between us has loosened a little." ”

The stone sculpture did not move, but the boy could hear her voice.

"All this is providence, Lang, since God let this child who was born with a sealed heavenly soul fall into this enchantment, there must be its unique deep meaning in the underworld, perhaps, one day, he will break the seal of you and me, and when we meet again, we will not be so embarrassed······"

"But, but I can't bear you!" the silver wolf's eyes were shining with stars, and his front paws kept gouging up and down the stone plate.

"Lang, I still like your sword under the dust, or I like your arrogant disregard under the full moon on the top of the cliff, Lang!

Although the stone carving is silent, there seems to be a hint of fascination between its eyebrows under the moonlit night.

The boy did not speak, and quietly stepped aside.

The night at this moment is the solitude of the stone sculpture and the silver wolf, and the moon at this moment is the whisper between lovers.