Lan Qi put the chicken and firewood in his hand on the ground, clapped his hands, and looked at Ming Er who floated down from the tree.

Ming Er also looked at Lan Qi, I don't know how this Lan Qishao can make a fire?

Lan Qi raised his eyebrows, looked at Ming Er a little provocatively, and said, "Second son, before there was no flint, do you know how our ancestors made fire?" ”

Ming Er really thought about it, and it seems that he had read in a book that it was about drilling wood to make fire, but it was just ...... Look at the trees around him, and look at the firewood on the ground, does he really want to drill wood to make a fire?

Lan Qiyi smiled and walked towards the woods again, and returned quickly this time, but he picked up some dead leaves.

"Do you want fire?"

As soon as Ming Er heard his question, how could he not know what he meant, there is no free meal in the world, and naturally there is no white fire. "What are the seven young men going to do?"

Lan Qi piled up all those dead leaves at Ming Er's feet, "Second Prince, I heard that your Ming family has a 'Fire Cloud Palm' that is very powerful, so ......" pointed to the dead leaves under his feet, "I annoy Second Son to use your 'Fire Cloud Palm' to dry these dead leaves, remember, it must be dry, and it will break when you touch it." ”

Ming Er thought about it, but he probably understood what it meant, and sighed slightly: "I didn't know that the 'Fire Cloud Palm' was originally used for this purpose. ”

"Huh...... What kind of person Ben Shao is, he can naturally turn useless work into usefulness. Lan Qi smiled happily.

"'Huoyun Palm' is known as the palm of the sun." The second son of Ming corrected lightly but clearly. But I was sighing in my heart, when did the study of the rivers and lakes become useless?

"Here in Ben Shao, this palm is also used to dry firewood." Lan Qi waved his hand and looked like this.

Ming Er was speechless. It is unwise to compete with Lan Qi for the benefit of words, because he will definitely fight to the end, and he must win.

Lan Qi shook a small pit on the ground with one palm, and then set up the dry firewood he had picked up earlier on the pit into a pyre, and when he got up, Ming Er had already held the dry dry leaves and piled them under the pyre, Lan Qi picked up two more stones, one by one hand next to the dead leaves, and suddenly sparks splashed out, and the dry dead leaves were about to start, and the flames sparked.

Ming Er looked at the firewood that had been lit, and then at Lan Qi, who was squatting on the ground and carefully holding the firewood to make the fire more vigorous, his eyebrows raised, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

Lan Qiyi raised his head and caught a glimpse of the smile in Ming Er's eyes, and couldn't help asking, "What is the second son laughing at?" ”

"I'm thinking about it, why does Qishao understand so much." Ming Erdao.

Lan Qiyi smiled, clapped his hands and got up, "Ben Shao definitely knows a hundred times more than the second son." ”

"Seven young people are extremely smart, of course, they know a lot, but what makes me puzzling is that the children of the seven young families understand this?" Ming Er looked at Lan Qi, and his empty eyes couldn't see his thoughts.

"Instead of spending his mind on Ben Shao, the second son should go hunt a few pheasants and hares, Ben Shao is not prepared for you." Lan Qi pointed to the only pheasant on the ground, obviously hunting his own share.

Ming Er smiled, didn't ask any more questions, and went to the woods to catch prey.

The woods are very large, and there are a lot of prey, but the second son wants to hunt a pheasant, but he sees several hares but not a pheasant. Originally, the hare was fine, but the second son decided to eat the pheasant first before he knew how to eat the hare, at least Lan Qi was hunting a pheasant, and it would not be wrong to follow his method.

Waiting for Ming Er to finally come back from hunting a pheasant, he smelled the aroma of the pheasant roasted from afar, no matter how gentle and elegant the second son was, he couldn't help swallowing saliva at that moment, and he hadn't smelled such a smell for a long time. Before returning to the cave, he saw two tall trees standing on the ground on both sides of the pyre, and a long log was set horizontally on the fire from the branch on the top, and on the long wood hung a golden roasted pheasant with oil, and the sound of oil made people drool.

"It's just that Ben Shao is cooked, so leave the fire for you to roast." Lan Qi was not afraid of being hot, so he directly took off the pheasant, tore a piece of golden skin and threw it into his mouth. "Hmm...... It's crispy and delicious. He tore another piece of chicken and threw it into his mouth, "Well, it's delicious, although it lacks a bit of salt." ”

Ming Er looked at the golden roast pheasant dripping with oil sauce, and suddenly felt very hungry. At that moment, he took off the long log, buckled the pheasant's feet together, tied a knot, and hung it on the long log.

Over there, Lan Qi was eating roast chicken while paying attention to Ming Er, and when he saw Ming Er directly hanging the pheasant on the long wood, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, but it was a pity that Ming Er only cared about tying the pheasant at that time and didn't find out.

Lan Qi continued to eat his roast chicken, of course, the blue eyes did not miss any action of the second son of Ming, I saw that he hung the pheasant, and then put it on the fire, Lan Qi immediately retreated far away, sure enough, there was a loud flame, and the second son of Ming screamed and jumped back quickly at the same time, although it was a quick reaction and the person did not burn, but the sleeve was burned off. Ming Er looked at the pheasant that was on fire, and a suspicion rose in his heart, and when he looked at Lan Qi, he saw a strange look on his face, and his facial features were a little distorted, as if he wanted to cry and laugh.

Could it be that this pheasant is not roasted correctly? Minger secretly pondered. Wasn't this how Kelan Qi hung the pheasant on it just now and roasted it? Of course, this can't be blamed on the second son of Ming at all, this roast pheasant is also the first time in his life for the second son, and it is understandable that he has no bottom in his heart.

The pheasant hanging on the long wood and burning vigorously finally gradually died down, because the chicken feathers on his body were almost burned, revealing his black body and the unburned hairy piers on it, the difference in appearance was enough to make the second son of Ming lose his appetite, and compared with the one in Lan Qi's hand, it was a world away.

"Ben Shao finally knows what it means to be 'outside the gold and jade, and lose in it', it turns out that it means that the second son is you." Lan Qida looked at Ming Er in amazement, and put on a look of admiration.

Ming Er looked at the black pheasant, and could only sigh helplessly, "On this island, I only know that there are still things in this world that I don't know and can't." "I think he has been a genius since he was a child, what can be learned, he knows astronomy and geography, he knows piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, not to mention martial arts, looking at martial arts, there are only a handful, but at this moment, he can't even have a roast chicken, and he has to sigh when he thinks about it.

"Second son, how did you get all the chickens you ate before?" Lan Qi asked again.

Ming Er thought about it, and finally smiled bitterly: "On the plate." ”

The second son is a live chicken is rare, and the common one is the fragrant chicken placed on the table and served on the plate. In fact, he has lived for more than 20 years, where has he cooked by himself, that is, he doesn't know where the kitchen door of the Ming family is open, since he was a child, in addition to martial arts, he has learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he has read all the books of the organs, but he has never learned to boil water and cook, and no one has taught him to learn. Where can the son of a family with ten fingers that does not touch the spring water of the sun think of those.

"Second son of Xian Ming, second son of Xian Ming......" Lan Qi looked at the roast chicken on the fire that had not been plucked, entrailed, or cleaned, and then looked at Ming Er, who had a sleeve burned, and looked at him with a look of surprise, "Are you really the second son of the Ming family, Ming Huayan, who is the second son of the Ming family who is longed for when the old man and old lady mention it in the martial arts?" ”

Ming Er smiled bitterly, "Seven less." ”

Lan Qi grabbed his golden roast chicken with one hand, pointed to the black roast chicken with the other, and said: "Ben Shao really wants to spread this chicken to everyone on the rivers and lakes to let everyone know that this is roasted by the second son of Ming, and I want to see how those people laugh and break their intestines." ”

"Alas, it's clear that Qishao is also roasted like this." Ming Er still didn't understand the reason.

Lan Qi hid his face when he heard this, "Ben Shao is ashamed to know you." Then he seemed to think of something and put down his hand, "Speaking of which, Ben Shao remembered that the last time I went to Yingshan, I also stayed in the wild for a few days along the way, but the two stupid boys of Ning Lang and Yu Wenluo were delivered to you with tea and food, otherwise......" Lan Qi shook his head, feeling very sorry for not being able to see such an incompetent side of the second son of Ming as soon as possible.

That day, Ming Er only ate wild fruits for lunch, and of course, he didn't expect that Lan Qi would give him a chicken leg or teach him how to roast chicken.

In the afternoon, Lan Qi lit the fire and saved the fire, and then rushed Ming Er to collect firewood, on the grounds that he had already picked it up once.

The second son of Ming did not shirk, thinking that he would hunt a pheasant by the way when collecting firewood, and he must always keep an eye on Lan Qi at night to see how he roasted the golden pheasant, which can be easily learned, and he doesn't believe that he can't roast a pheasant.

Of course, Lan Qishao didn't forget to tell the second son, he had to pick up the firewood, but don't fold some green branches back.

When Ming Er went to collect firewood, Lan Qi entered the cave to rest, and as soon as he entered the cave, he saw the stone binding that Ming Er had made, and after taking a look, his lips hooked up with a shallow smile of unknown meaning. He didn't rest anymore, ripped off all the vines next to the cave, and then sat on Ming Er's clean stone bed and made vines.

When Ming Er came back from picking up firewood and hunting pheasants, he saw a hammock woven of vines hanging in the cave.

Lan Qi was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed he had made, his eyes closed.

On the floor of the cave were two small wooden energy, one empty, the other filled with water, and wild fruits floating on the water, which were green, yellow, or red, and on the edge of the bucket lay a handful of washed grass-like things.

poured water and washed his hands, and then looked at Lan Qi, there was no movement, as if he didn't know that he was returning, of course, this was just the surface.

The stone bed was very large, and it was made by himself, so Ming Er was not polite, so he sat down at the other end and meditated to rest.

Time passed unconsciously, the shadow of the sun gradually tilted, and the two people in the cave sat cross-legged on the stone bed, with their eyes closed, as if they were recuperating their spirits, and as if they were asleep, their expressions were tranquil, and the cave was quiet.

This tranquility, this tranquility, is strange to the two of them, but it seems to have been like this since ancient times.

When dusk came, Lan Qi finally opened his eyes, Ming Er also opened his eyes at the same moment, the two looked at each other, and were stunned for a moment, as if they didn't know where they were, and they all smiled slightly, I don't know if it was because of the meditation to be quiet, or because of the pale red sunset that entered the cave, the smile of the two was a simple smile.

Walking out of the cave, there were two pheasants resting in the shade of the tree, and a pile of dry firewood.

Lan Qi looked at the two pheasants and then turned his head to look at Ming Er, as if he was smiling.

And Ming Er just had a faint smile on his face.

Lan Qi picked up the bucket that was not filled with water from the hole, and then unceremoniously picked up another pheasant that Ming Er had hunted, and walked towards the puddle.

Since neither of them can succeed, it is not bad to get along with each other for the time being, not to mention that the second son has reached out first, of course he doesn't care.

Ming Er mentioned the remaining pheasant and followed behind Lan Qi.

When he arrived at the puddle, Lan Qi first filled a bucket with water, then handed it to Ming Er, and ordered: "Boil the water." ”

So the Ming family's "Fire Cloud Palm" came into play again.

When the water in the bucket was soaking, Lan Qi carried two pheasants and water and walked to a place far away from the puddle, but saw that he poured the hot water on the pheasant, and then threw the empty bucket in front of Ming Er's eyes, and Ming Er stretched out to catch it. "Fetch water." As soon as Lan Qi gave an order, he began to pluck his hair, simply and neatly, and then he was disemboweled, which was also neat and skillful.

Ming Er handed over the bucket full of clean water, Lan Qi took it, cleaned the two bloody pheasants, washed his hands repeatedly, and then threw the bucket to Ming Er again, and Ming Er filled a bucket full of water.

One of the two carried water, the other carried a chicken, and walked back, and the sunset dragged a long shadow behind the two, and the shadow was stacked and the shadow was in time.

In front of the cave, Ming Er set up a firewood pile to make a fire, and Lan Qi hung the pheasant, and then took the handful of grass from the cave. Ming Er looked at it, Lan Qi didn't say anything, just twisted the grass in his hand, and when the pheasant began to sizzle, he sprinkled it evenly on the pheasant, and sprinkled it over and over again until it was all sprinkled.

That night, the second son of Ming finally ate the long-lost food. The pheasant was not only crispy and delicious, but also salty and light, and then he understood what the handful of things Lan Qi sprinkled was for.

At that moment, the second son of Ming was really impressed by Lan Qishao, and the doubts in his heart were also deeper.

The dark curtain fell, the light moon rose, the stars twinkled, and the day passed.

When the pheasant had finished eating, he brought out the wooden bucket containing water and wild fruits from the hole.

"Alas, these fruits are far worse than the 'Silver Bead Fruit.'" Lan Qi sighed as he ate.

"Seven young people can pick it if they want to eat it." The second son of Ming ate the wild fruit elegantly.

Lan Qibi glanced at him and said, "It turns out that the second son is so stingy, and he still holds a grudge against that snake." ”

Ming Er looked at the two scars on his wrists, remembering the feeling at that moment, his brows furrowed slightly.

Lan Qi looked at him like that, his blue eyes turned, his lips bent and he smiled, and then got up and flew towards the woods.

After a while, I saw him come back, holding two "silver pearl fruits" in his left hand, but carrying a three-foot-long silver snake in his right hand.

When Ming Er saw the snake, the corners of his eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly.

"This silver snake doesn't eat this 'silver bead fruit' but loves to smell its fragrance the most, so there must be this snake where there is a 'silver bead fruit', but it's a pity that the second son doesn't know." Lan Qi shook his head and sighed as he sat down opposite Ming Er, completely putting aside his calculations.

He looked at Ming Er with a smile, and then put down the "Silver Bead Fruit" casually, pinched the snake with his left hand and swiped the tip of his right finger towards the snake body, the internal strength was everywhere, the skin was broken and the flesh was opened, and the fingertips hooked, he took out the snake gall bladder, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it whole with a grunt, and saw that Ming Ergongzi's eyes were straight.

"You...... Just eat like that? "The worst food that the second son of Ming has eaten so far is wild fruits, and he has never even eaten a piece of raw meat, let alone this disgusting snake gall.

"The gall of a snake is the most precious thing of a snake, and it should not be wasted." Lan Qi said as he shed his snake skin.

"I know that snake gall is a good medicine, but ...... eaten raw" is too disgusting! Ming Er's face was calm, but his chest felt surging.

Lan Qi glanced at him, a smile on the corner of his lips, he didn't speak, his hands kept moving, and in a moment, the snake skin was peeled off and the snake's head was broken, and then his hand flicked and fell into the fire, leaving only white snake meat in his hand. He put the snake meat on the fire and said, "Snake meat is a delicacy in the world, but I don't want to eat it if I think about the second son." As he spoke, he looked at Ming Er, and sure enough, he saw that the corners of his eyes were jumping, and his gaze would never fall on the snake meat. Suddenly, his heart moved, and he said slowly: "I heard that the reason why this 'Silver Pearl' is so sweet is because this silver snake adds fruit with its tongue and nourishes it with saliva every day. ”

When Ming Er heard this, he knew that Lan Qi did it on purpose, but he couldn't restrain his actions, and poured some water from the bucket to scrub his hands repeatedly, because that day his hand touched the "Silver Bead Fruit" nourished by some snake liquid.

"Hahaha......" Lan Qiqi couldn't help but laugh when he saw Ming Er's actions, and he laughed very happily, after all, it was too rare to see Ming Ergongzi who was controlled by him everywhere. Who would have thought that the calm and dashing Ming Er Gongzi would have so many problems? Haha, so he must cherish every opportunity, otherwise he will spit on himself. Picking up the "Silver Bead Fruit", he looked at Ming Er and asked, "Do you want to eat one for the second son?" ”

"Seven less to eat." Ming Er didn't even look at it.

"You're welcome." Lan Qi casually poured some water and flushed it, and sent it to his mouth, one bite was one, and suddenly a sweetness spread out in his mouth, and a clear stream flowed straight to his stomach, and in an instant, he felt that his whole body was relaxed and refreshed, "It's delicious!" It's even more delicious than 'Lang Ji Fruit'! The remaining one was also sent to his mouth, and he ate it cleanly in a moment, and after eating the fruit, the roasted snake meat gave off the fragrance again, Lan Qi's belly was really big, he had just eaten a pheasant and eaten a lot of wild fruits, and at this moment he took off the snake meat, and began to eat it deliciously again, and he didn't feel his stomach swollen.

Ming Er didn't want to eat anything at the moment, and he felt sick when he thought of eating, looked at Lan Qi's eating appearance, and said, "Qi Shao's appetite is not small. ”

"When you have something to eat, of course, you have to come as much as possible." Lan Qi replied casually.

Ming Er's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and the mystery in his heart floated again, but he didn't speak again, just looked at Lan Qi.

Lan Qi tore the snake meat in his hand, sent it to his mouth one by one, stared at Ming Er with blue eyes, and said maliciously: "What is the snake gall and snake meat, the stinky dead rat has eaten it." ”

Sure enough, Ming Er's face changed when he heard it, and he looked like he wanted to vomit.

Lan Qi looked at it, and his heart was happy.

Ming Er took a deep breath, the night breeze was cool, and his chest was more comfortable. "How can Qi Shao eat these things?" The six great families of martial arts are not only the best in martial arts, but also the families of the rich, and there should be no reason to eat "dead rats".

Lan Qiyi smiled and said, "Lie to you." ”

Ming Er also smiled gently, and said: "Seven young words are true and false, and they can still be distinguished below." ”

Lan Qi raised his eyebrows when he heard the words and looked at Ming Er, who looked at him with a gentle face, that gaze, as if they were confidants.

Fake Immortals! Lan Qi said secretly, but he couldn't refute it in his heart, in this world, they may be the ones who know each other best. Looked away and looked at the fire, the firelight swayed in the night wind, and there was a blank space in my mind for a moment, and then, those long pasts suddenly poured into my mind, flashing quickly in front of my eyes, I couldn't grasp it, and I didn't want to catch it anymore.

Ming Er looked at Lan Qi, his eyes were stunned, as if he had sunk into a certain memory, the whole person seemed to be a stone statue and did not move, only the orange fire light jumped and swayed in those blue eyes.

"In this world, in addition to human flesh, I have eaten everything that can be eaten and what cannot be eaten."

That sentence, muttered like a whisper accidentally leaked out of a dream, and the light and fluttering moment disappeared with the wind, but Ming Er heard it.

Ming Er didn't speak, he just took out the purple bamboo flute from his sleeve, and then the mellow flute sound sounded softly in the night breeze.

The sound of the flute is clear and gentle, as if it is a mountain stream under the sunset, no torrent, no roar, no surging momentum, far away from the hustle and bustle, flowing quietly alone, flowing through the spring, summer, autumn and winter, flowing through the years, the vicissitudes of life, a hundred generations have passed, it just flows quietly, so for eternity.

The flute was put away in calm again, Lan Qi's eyes were looking at the fire, as if he was just a person and his soul had flown far away, and he could only hear him say after a while: "Ben Shao doesn't understand the rhythm, but this song can make people feel calm." ”

Ming Er glanced at Lan Qi and didn't speak.

"The flute can be so calm and leisurely, but how can life be like this." A look of amazement rose in Lan Qi's eyes.

Ming Er stroked the purple bamboo flute in his hand and said, "Seven young young young Yinghua, how can there be such vicissitudes." ”

"Vicissitudes? The ...... that Ben Shao experienced" Lan Qi paused slightly, as if he didn't know how to phrase it, and the look of confusion in his eyes was even stronger, like a lost lonely soul," ...... It's something you can't experience in your lifetime. Slowly, softly, sighed.

Ming Er's hand holding the flute tightened slightly, and he raised his eyes again to see that in the flickering firelight, Lan Qi's figure looked extremely thin and fragile, as if it could be destroyed with just a light touch. The flute, quietly turned in a direction, the sword, ready to be unsheathed at any time......

"Is the second son playing the song to comfort Ben Shao?" Lan Qi turned his head to look at Ming Er.

"I just want Qi Shao to be more comfortable." Ming Er smiled softly, and the hand holding the flute relaxed.

"The cold night on the desert island, the lonely moon and stars, the sound of the bonfire flute, and the second son and other characters, if it is a woman here, it should be emotional, right?" Lan Qi narrowed his blue eyes, smiling slyly and sneeringly, "Or when you are sad and sad, you can kill with one blow?" ”

"I didn't do anything under it, and I was suspicious." The second son of Ming smiled gently and sincerely.

"Second son." Lan Qi smiled like honey, hiding a knife in his honey, "Is Ben Shao such a stupid person?" ”

Ming Er shook his head and didn't argue with him, as if he was a little helpless.

"You know little about this, and you know little about you." Lan Qi's chin raised and his blue eyes stared at him, "So you can't hide what you want." ”

Ming Er looked at him with a light smile, "Qi Shao's mind doesn't know a thing or two, everyone has compassion, doesn't it?" Qishao's past really made Ming Er unbearable, and he really couldn't wait to accept it instead. ”

"Alas, second son, Ben Shao really likes you more and more." Lan Qibi's eyes looked at Ming Er deeply, it was really tender.

"It's an honor." Ming Er is also sincere.

At this moment, if Yu Wenluo was here, he would probably tremble and say: These two people can really be used as sharp weapons for anything.

If it were replaced by Empty here, it is estimated that he would sigh: If these two children can be friends, the world will be peaceful from now on.

Lan Qi looked at the purple bamboo flute in the second hand of the Ming Dynasty, and pouted: "I don't understand the elegant things of qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I have heard the sound of the piano from the three uniques, her piano skills are the best in the contemporary era, and the flute sound of the second son is not inferior, but in the eyes of this young man, the second son is far inferior to the third master." ”

"How can the small skills of carving insects be compared with the third girl." Ming Er smiled indifferently and didn't care.

"It's not a difference in skill."

"Oh?" Ming Er lowered his eyes, played with the bamboo flute in his hand, and asked casually as if curious, "What's the difference?" ”

"The difference is in the heart." Lan Qi spat out lightly.

Ming Er played with the hand of the bamboo flute.

"The song has sorrow and joy, from the three bullets, the joy, there is her joy and joy, the sadness, there is her pain and sorrow, she plays with her blood, her flesh, her heart, her feelings, she is moving, she is intoxicating. And the second son......" Lan Qi looked at Ming Er, and said slowly and clearly, "The second son's flute is just a flute, and there is nothing in it!" ”

Ming Er raised his eyes, and his empty eyes were clear and terrifying at that moment, and he was murderous...... Emerge.

"The second son's flute sound is just like the second son's people, the outside is perfect, the inside is empty, the ice field and the desert are better than the second son, at least there is ice and sand, and the second son ...... Nothing in the world is in your heart. Lan Qibi's eyes were bright, clearly reflecting Ming Er, "The 'Lan Yin Biyue' of the Martial Arts Supreme is just something that the second son wants to play with." ”

The murderous aura in Ming Er's eyes disappeared, and then slowly smiled.

That smile is not gentle as jade, not dusty as a fairy, not elegant and calm, not chic and indifferent.

That's not the laughter of the second son of Qi Xianming.

That smile destroyed all flowers and trees withered, and the broken hearts and ghosts turned into ashes, and there was nothing in the world more ruthless, cold, and empty than this laugh.

It was Ming Huayan's smile.

"It turns out that Qishao is really my confidant."

The voice is as beautiful as a clear spring, and his face is as beautiful as a fairy, but it can make people feel cold and tremble, but it is Lan Qi who is facing all this, so he is as strange as ever, as charming as ever, he shakes his fan and chuckles, "Each other." ”

The two met each other's eyes and smiled at each other.

Look at each other's hearts and shoot straight into each other's souls.

In this world, there is no one who knows himself better than the other party.

In this world, there is no one who wants to die more than the other party.

But now, no, no.

Look at each other for a moment, then look away.

The moonlight was bright, the stars were shining, the sky was full of silver light, and the firelight gently gilded a layer of crimson around them, and the night was so quiet and beautiful.

After a moment of silence, Lan Qi suddenly said: "I don't know what time it is, Second Son, you said that your people found here first, or did Ben Shao's people arrive first." ”

Ming Er raised his head to look at the night sky, and only after a moment did he say, "It should be the end of October 12." ”

"Huh?" Lan Qi was surprised.

"Don't you know that there is a thing called 'astrology' in this world, and you can know the seasons and hours by looking at it." The second son of Ming is full of learning, and he can only do something at this moment.

Lan Qi pouted again, "Why didn't the second son ask for help from this 'astrological sign' when he was hungry." ”

"It's getting late, it's time to rest." Regarding Lan Qishao's verbal provocation, the second son of Ming has always adhered to the principle of pulling out thousands of catties in four or two, otherwise he can avoid it.

The moonlight enters from the cave, and the cave is half bright and half dark.

Lan Qi took off his cloak and spread it on the rattan bed, then took off his robe and prepared to be covered, the corners of Ming Er's eyes flashed with silver light, he looked at it, and then said softly: "No wonder." ”

Lan Qi, who had already jumped on the rattan bed, heard the words and asked, "What's the wonder?" ”

Ming Er's gaze fell directly on Lan Qi, and said, "No wonder the world says that the seven young men are indisputable, with this thing, who can see it." ”

Lan Qi took off his outer robe, revealing the small silver soft armor he was wearing on his upper body.

"That's it...... Did the second son decide it? Lan Qi lowered his eyes and glanced at himself, secretly regretting his carelessness.

"Hehe......" Ming Er suddenly laughed softly, slightly showing a hint of mockery, "Don't Qi Shao often say that we are confidants?" Therefore, in this world, except for Brother Feng, he should be the person who knows the identity of the Seven Youths best, not to mention the ...... last night" At this point, Ming Er suddenly stopped, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Shut up!" This time it was Lan Qi's turn to be annoyed, glaring at Ming Er, and the roots of his ears were a little hot. Of course she knew that she couldn't hide it from the world, but she couldn't hide it from this fake immortal, but she ...... Dare to mention last night! But...... Lan Qibi's eyes flashed, hehe...... Last night...... Hmph, fake fairy, Ben Shao knows how to clean you up!

Ming Er was very obedient this time and stopped making a sound, and in her heart she was also asking herself why she said it just now, she knew that she didn't need to point it out, and she couldn't help but be a little dazed for a while, but fortunately, the light in the cave was blurred, and they couldn't see the expression on their faces far away from each other.

Lan Qi put his robe on his body and fell asleep, Ming Er also took off his coat and covered his body and fell asleep on the stone bed, the cave suddenly became quiet, only the moonlight shone in quietly and silently. The two of them hadn't really slept well for many days, and now they were full of food and drink, but after a while, they both fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Ming Er woke up, he woke up from freezing, as if he was lying on the ice, and even his originally warm body was lying cold.

In the late autumn and winter season, the temperature at night is so low that it can be imagined, and no matter how good the cold stone bed is, it can't sleep hot, Ming Er hasn't slept on the stone bed before, I don't know, but I don't know it now, but I don't have a rattan bed like Lan Qi that doesn't touch the ground to sleep on, and I can't make it up.

Sitting up, the scene in the cave can be seen clearly, the entrance of the cave is dazzling with silver light, and the moonlight outside the cave is better. Looking at Lan Qi's side, there was no movement, and he wanted to sleep very soundly. Quietly got up and quietly moved over, Lan Qi's body curled up in a ball on the rattan bed like a child, Ming Er looked at it, a little surprised and a little funny. The blue eyes that charmed all beings were closed, and the face lost a bit of momentum, showing a delicate state, the eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there seemed to be deep worry in the dream.

Lan Qiming Er had never seen such a thing, and his hand had already grasped the bamboo flute in his sleeve, but when his eyes swept to the curled up body, for some reason, the little killing intent in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he slowly let go of his hand, turned around, and quietly walked out of the cave.

When Ming Er walked out of the cave, Lan Qi opened his eyes, and those blue eyes were so clear that there was no trace of confusion. She woke up the moment Ming Er got up, and for more than ten years, she didn't know what it was like to be drunk in her sleep and not wake up, even the sound of the wind blowing and falling leaves could make her wake up immediately. Relaxing the jade fan in his hand, he turned around and looked at the entrance of the cave with a thoughtful gaze.

Outside the cave, there was indeed a silver world.

Ming Er stood at the entrance of the cave with his hands in his hands, looking up at the night sky, the bright moon was like jade, the clear light was like frost, and the night was cool and refreshing.

Stretched out his hand and took out the purple bamboo flute from his sleeve, wanting to blow a song, thinking of the sleeping person in the cave, so he stopped again, playing with it in his hand, and unexpectedly remembered Lan Qi's words: The flute sound of the second son is just like the second son's person, the outside is perfect, the inside is empty, the ice field and the desert are better than the second son, at least there is ice and sand, and the second son ...... Nothing in the world is in your heart. The martial arts supreme's "Lan Yin Biyue" is just something that the second son wants to play with.

Is there nothing empty? Laughing unconsciously, laughing desolately.

How could it be empty. Isn't the Ming family already in his hands?

How can you not get into anything? Didn't Qiu Hengbo already give him a silk robe?

But...... Why...... My heart is always so cold, why have I never experienced the fullness and warmth that others have said.

Spread out your palms, there is really nothing.

Quietly searching, it is really empty.

Raise your palms and hold your fingers towards the bright moon in the sky.

Lan Yin Biyue ...... The most holy and beautiful thing represents the world's martial arts, and he wants to grasp it.

As long as you hold the "Lan Yin Biyue", maybe you will have everything, and it will no longer be empty.

"As long as you hold the 'Lan Yin Biyue', you will have everything."

What I thought suddenly sounded in my ears, and I was startled, and then I relaxed again. In this world, she is the only one who can be so close to him, and she is the only one who knows him so well, and she can only be her.

"With such a bright moon, it's always lonely to be alone." Lan Qi approached and stood side by side with Ming Er.

Ming Er turned his head to look at her, "How did Qi Shao wake up?" ”

"Definitely not from freezing." Lan Qi smiled sweetly, "It's just that as soon as the second son left, he felt empty in his heart, and he woke up all of a sudden." ”

Ming Er raised his eyebrows and looked at Lan Qi, and after a while, he let out a chuckle, he was really like a fairy and jade in the moonlight, and he was unspeakably handsome. "It turns out that Qishao has changed his tactics."

Lan Qi nodded, looked at Ming Er with a smile, with an expression of "You are really my confidant", approached slightly, and his voice was as soft as a whisper, "Is the second son taking the call?" ”

"Seven young people are gracious, how can there be no reason to do it." Ming Er responded gently.

"Alas, there is no one in this world who can make Ben Shao so attentive as the second son." Lan Qi sighed faintly, stretched out his hand to touch Ming Er's face, infinite tenderness, sparkling in his blue eyes, and the moonlight shone, as if the light of the whole world was all gathered in these eyes, and he was full of soul.

Ming Er turned to face Lan Qi, bowed his head slightly, his empty eyes met the pair of blue eyes that were unique in the world, and asked with a soft smile: "You say, what will happen in the end?" ”

At this point, what is known to be true and false, so in the end, what will be the result?

"The unknown is interesting." Lan Qi looked at those empty and distant eyes, and approached, she wanted to reflect her figure in these eyes.

A purple bamboo flute was inserted between the two of them.

"You ate snake gall snake meat tonight and the 'silver pearl fruit' nourished by the snake liquid." Ming Er spoke clearly. The implication is to stay away.

Lan Qi's blue eyes flashed in an instant, and the light and the dark were not good.

"You taste it too."

Bang!

The second son of Ming, who retreated in an instant, still failed to escape, the back of his head hit the cave wall, and then there was another pain on his face, and Lan Qi only felt that his teeth were about to break.

The first intimate contact between Ming Huayan and Lan Zanyin occurred in front of a cave on a deserted island in the Dongming Sea, and the feeling was that Ming Huayan had a headache and Lan Zanyin had a toothache.

Of course, no one else knows about it but them.