On this day, when Duan Qianxiao entered the Canglan Palace, it was already twilight.

Since Mu Jiujiu fainted yesterday, it has been raining heavily. The rain is not so heavy tonight, but it is still dripping and stretching.

Duan Qianxiao stood with an umbrella in his hand, only listening to the sound of the rain, and the sound of the death knell still echoed.

He raised an eyebrow.

But then Duan Qianxiao changed into a sad expression, he pinched the things in the embroidered robe tightly, and quickened his pace.

The waiters passing by around him were all dressed in vegetarian food, holding spiritual candles and spiritual food for entertaining guests.

Some of them recognized that this was Duan Gongzi, who came to mourn that day, and nodded to him to say hello.

It doesn't sound like it's very interesting.

Duan Qianxiao also expressed her understanding, and smiled at them as if she was soothing, and that smile also had a little more vicissitudes.

He sighed and said softly, "You—mourn." ”

"Duan Gongzi too." A few waiters said.

"What a good person the Lord of Canglan Hall is, how did he end up like this." One of the younger waiters wiped his red eyes and said indignantly.

"Hey, the world is unpredictable." Duan Qianxiao sighed with emotion and patted him on the shoulder as a comfort.

"I don't know where Duan Gongzi is going, why don't you rest in the private room next to the mourning hall?" One of the waiters asked.

"I went to find Qingqiu and comfort her. She must have been extremely sad that something like this had happened. Duan Qianxiao looked concerned.

"Yes, the Qingqiu girl was still in front of the coffin of the Canglan Hall Lord before, and fainted with grief." A waiter remembered yesterday's scene and sighed, "The hall master was ...... when he was alive It didn't hurt her in vain. ”

After he finished saying this, he realized that he had crossed the line a little, and looked up to observe Duan Qianxiao's face, only to see that the other party didn't seem to care much, so he put his mind at ease.

When Chi Qingqiu first entered the Canglan Palace, everyone had a lot of complaints about this apprentice who suddenly appeared. After all, her origin is unknown, and she is taken care of by the Lord of the Canglan Palace, which is indeed delicate.

In addition, Ji Qingqiu has an introverted personality. Although she lives in the Canglan Palace, she lives in a simple place, and everyone doesn't know much about her, and they have never seen anything desirable about each other, so they only look at the face of the hall master......

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Yesterday, Chi Qingqiu fainted in front of the coffin, and everyone saw her feelings for the Lord of Canglan Palace. Sometimes all emotions don't have to be expressed on the surface, and some people seem indifferent on the surface, but in fact they have a deep friendship on the inside.

A waiter shook his head with emotion, it was he who misunderstood Miss Chi Qingqiu.

"I bother to ask, is Qingqiu's residence from the path on the right?" Suddenly, Duan Qianxiao asked.

"Duan Gongzi, it's on the left." The waiter replied.

He was a little strange in his heart, it stands to reason that Duan Gongzi is a regular guest of Canglan Palace, and he shouldn't be ignorant of the way.

Is it misremembered?

The waiter didn't think about it, and said, "That son, we're leaving, I'm bothering you." ”

"You're welcome, I should do it." Duan Qianxiao nodded.

After they left, Duan Qianxiao raised his eyebrows, and an interesting look appeared on his face.

Then, he crossed a lake, and a path gradually appeared in front of him.

Duan Qianxiao stepped on the path, passing through layers of mountains and rocks and trees, crossing a bamboo forest, and coming to a side hall.

As soon as he entered this side hall, Duan Qianxiao felt a burst of warmth on his face, he looked up and found that the rain had stopped at some point.

Duan Qianxiao simply put away the umbrella and looked around.

The side hall in front of you is incompatible with the rest of the Cangyun Palace, like a paradise. Walking into the hall, you will see green vines, surrounded by clusters of spiritual flowers and grasses, which are fragrant. Duan Qianxiao fixed his eyes and found that they were all spiritual objects that were very beneficial to his cultivation.

And Duan Qianxiao found that it was not that the rain had stopped, but that there seemed to be some ingenious formation set up outside the hall, making the hall warm as spring.

He took a light breath and vaguely found that the spiritual power in it was higher than outside the hall.

It's a bit of a surprise.

He claims to be the overlord of one side, and he can be regarded as accumulating many rare spiritual objects. But it was still a little reluctant for him to spend countless spiritual objects and energy to build this wonderful place.

Duan Qianxiao thought in his heart: "I heard that Sheng Canglan doesn't ask about love affairs, and he has never had any entanglement with other women, but he takes good care of himself, a female apprentice. That's really interesting......"

He continued on, slowly walking into the courtyard.

At this moment, Mu Jiujiu was feeding a bird spirit animal called "Purple Smoke Wing" in the courtyard.

The head and neck of this spirit animal are pure white, except that the shoulder feathers are purple on both sides, petite and exquisite.

Purple Smoke Wing seems to like this side hall very much, and always flies with a probe to his brain.

This purple smoke wing seems to be a foodie. After Mu Jiujiu fed it something once, it quickly matured with Mu Jiujiu.

Every time, while feeding it, it makes a "chirping" sound, which is very cute.

That day, Mu Jiujiu was dizzy and sent to the teleportation room by Dawn. The other party told her that the reason why she fainted was because she ate too much spirit fruit. Because Mu Jiujiu has an ordinary physique, he can't accept too much spiritual power at once.

Okay.

After learning the reason, Mu Jiujiu dispelled the idea of going to the stall owner to claim compensation.

Surprisingly, after returning to reality, Mu Jiujiu found that he seemed to be more dexterous? In short, it was a very mysterious feeling, and she couldn't say it.

She couldn't tell if it was because of her own psychological cues or something else.

……

As soon as Duan Qianxiao entered the courtyard, he saw a girl feeding purple smoke wings under the green vines.

Although he hasn't seen his facial features clearly, just the action of lowering his head and stroking the fluff of the purple smoke wings is very attention-grabbing.

Maybe Mu Jiujiu didn't notice that when she was quiet or meditating, she had a unique temperament. This temperament is difficult to describe in words, but it seems that as long as you get close to her, the wind or noise around her stops.

Duan Qianxiao looked at her for a while, and slowly walked into the courtyard.

Mu Jiujiu heard footsteps and looked up at the comer.

"Brother Qianxiao." Mu Jiujiu said hello.

"Condolences." Duan Qianxiao said.

Mu Jiujiu felt a hint of strangeness inexplicably at this time.

She looked up at Duan Qianxiao and found that the other party was still the same upright and heroic appearance as he had that day, but his hair was a little messy and his eyelids were a little swollen.

Duan Qianxiao saw Mu Jiujiu's gaze fall on his eyebrows, and said a little embarrassedly, "The mood fluctuated too much that day, and it has not recovered, and Miss Qingqiu smiled." ”

Mu Jiujiu: "Brother Qianxiao is too polite, human nature. ”

She also quietly adjusted her mood, and looked a little sad and haggard.

It's not hypocrisy, but she is currently in the identity of "Sheng Canglan's apprentice", and she feels that if she is too different from herself, it will cause unnecessary trouble.

And Mu Jiujiu now has an indescribable strange feeling in his heart. She has a natural "little animal instinct" that is a little uneasy when faced with unknown dangers. When she first saw Wen Yuan, she also had a feeling of fear. Later, the reason why the Yuehua Spirit Realm communicated with him was because she intuitively felt that the other party would not hurt her.

Although she didn't know each other, she just felt that Wen Yuan's predecessors were the kind of people who didn't seem to be easy to approach, but were actually a little lonely in their hearts.

Although these were her subjective assumptions, this intuition never hurt her.

At this point, it's business as usual.

Nothing looks wrong.

But Mu Jiujiu looked at Duan Qianxiao, and a faint uneasiness had already risen in his heart.