The cool breeze at night blew up Su Nanshi's long hair, and she looked at the brilliant lights nearby, and her thoughts flew away.

Suddenly, a cold hand was attached to her face, and she turned her head, as if to meet its touch, and within a finger of her lips touched his chin.

"The wind is strong, and the hair is scattered." Wen Xunchen shoved her flowing hair behind her ears.

The stars under his eyes were shining, and her figure was reflected in the brilliance.

Su Nanshi only glanced at it, then hurriedly opened his eyes, but saw Xu Dongzi by the corridor door.

Her eyes glistened with tears, her lips pursed, and she looked at her without saying a word.

Wen Xunchen also saw Xu Dongzi at this time, his expression was still the same, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth in the flatness.

"You're admiring the moon, ...... Then I won't bother you. In the end, Xu Dongzi opened his mouth first.

"Winter Purple." Su Nanshi called her name lightly. Should she call her along? Or explain to her that nothing happened between the two of them?

The interest in enjoying the scenery was completely gone, and Su Nanshi still chased after her and wanted to explain to her, but Xu Dongzi avoided seeing her on the grounds that she wanted to be alone quietly.

In the night breeze, Wen Xunchen stood alone on a high place to watch the people coming and going downstairs, letting his hands count down one after another pink, purple and white petals, and letting the autumn wind take them into the distance, blowing away endless sorrows.

"What month is it? What a happy year? He muttered to himself.

Holding an acacia bean-shaped thing in his hand, spread it out, tighten it, and look at the holy mountain in the distance, the moonlight is a veil, the starlight is embellished, and it is beautiful in the distance.

"There will come a time when duckweed gathers and disperses." He muttered softly.

"I hope that when I wake up, the dream scene will come true."

In the next few days, Xu Dongzi didn't pay much attention to Su Nanshi, and every time she saw her, she deliberately avoided her, and the team was not in the same group as her.

Bu Sheng wanted to speak several times, and finally laughed, as if he didn't know anything.

"Steward Su, what happened between you and Uncle Xu?" Liao Fangfang, who was in the same group as Su Nanshi, asked.

Bu Sheng's ears pricked up, paying attention to her movements.

Su Nanshi smiled and didn't answer, but said, "It's okay." ”

"It's nothing more than a quarrel." Said to Luo Yan.

Su Nanshi ignored it and continued to do her thing.

With the occasional help of Wen Xunchen, Guo Qingyun, and Liu Lan, more and more new disciples were recruited, and soon the number of disciples required by the sect had been reached, so Su Nanshi was not so keen on seizing the time to recruit disciples. She wanted to have a rare chance encounter with the Centennial Flower Festival, and it would be a pity not to have a good stroll.

With her approval, the joy on the faces of the disciples who gave her a hand was obvious. Although the rewards will not increase much, it is worth watching a grand event to enrich your experience and give yourself a small vacation at the same time.

Except for those who took turns to look after the new disciples, everyone else went to wander around the city.

In the past few days, Xu Dongzi has slowly paid attention to Su Nanshi, which makes her feel a little at ease, but there are still very few smiles on Xu Dongzi's face.

Fran City is a beautiful city, it is full of flowers all year round, the architectural style is mostly uniform, and the flowers that are entwined on it make people look very happy.

Walking along the fragrant streets, the various shops and stalls attract the attention of those who come to Fran City for the first time.

The sound of the hawkers shouting and the buyers bargaining is very similar to the life scene of ordinary ancient people, which is the scene that she occasionally appears in her dreams, but the scene here is more beautiful and dreamy than it.

Several people traveled to Fran City together, handsome men and beautiful women, which is very attention-grabbing, but there are many such combinations in Fran City these days.

The last restaurant with a full range of brown dishes, sitting by the window, everyone chatted about ordinary trivial things, leisurely and beautiful.

Luo Yan often pesters Bu Sheng to do this and that, she is a petted and petite daughter, who cares about the attitude of the people she cares about her; Liu Lan is wanton and chic, has seen all the world, and can keep her original intention; Guo Qingyun has been paralyzed all the year round, and he is very persistent in his practice, but his love for Xu Dongzi is also very persistent; Bu Sheng loves the formation road, so he is friendly with Su Nanshi, and the relationship between the two is deepening day by day, or they can become red and blue faces for each other.

Let's talk about Xu Dongzi, although she has the demeanor of everyone's ladies, but more of an unrestrained behavior, she likes Wen Xunchen, for decades, even if she doesn't get a response; Wen Xunchen, as his name suggests, is as gentle as jade, has good looks, good talent, good ability, is very easy to make people's hearts move, his eyes are gentle like the sea, deep like the night, often people can't guess his thoughts, he, what do you care about?

Unconsciously, Su Nanshi has met so many people and experienced so many things, the years of cultivating immortals are ruthless, and it is difficult to guarantee that there is only one time in his life when several people get together.

The sun was in full bloom outside, but it couldn't stop the pride of the flowers in the city and the ornamental energy of the pedestrians. Hustle and bustle, another beauty.

The acquaintance between people is really amazing, and no one knows who will meet you in the next moment, and who will lose something after meeting you.

Luo Yan's demeanor was too obvious, although Guo Qingyun's gaze was vague but not difficult to detect, and Xu Dongzi, her flickering eyes seemed to finally stop lingering on Wen Xunchen's body.

Quiet, often quiet, the afternoon sun shone on half of Wen Xunchen's face, and the old good feeling came to mind.

The spring breeze smiled, and the peach eyes were intoxicated. Su Nanshi was in a trance and didn't dare to look at him again.

Wen Xunchen withdrew his smile and looked into the distance, his brows showing concern.

The sound of a woman crying was heard intermittently, and Su Nanshi, who came back first because of her ill health, heard this sound before she entered the house.

When the weeping man heard the sound of the door opening, he quickly stopped crying, and looked up at the visitor, his eyes were a little red and swollen.

"Senior nephew Fangfang, why are you sad?" Su Nanshi asked.

Liao Fangfang sneered, "Steward Su, Fangfang is fine." ”

Su Nanshi obviously didn't believe it, she hesitated and still spoke, "If Fangfang's nephew has any difficulties, he can say it, maybe I can help you." ”

Liao Fangfang looked down at the storage bag hanging from her waist, her eyes showed sadness, and after thinking about it, she still spoke, "Fangfang's mother is seriously ill, and Fangfang has no ability to help her heal." ”

Su Nanshi was dumbfounded, it turned out to be about the spirit stone, but unfortunately her own net worth was not much. Although she worked with Jubaoxuan and Baibaoge, she only handed over the goods once, and the half she got was almost for Shi Jing to save the spirit dew, otherwise what would it eat during the time she left the party? Can Shi Xi feed it enough?

The hand that wanted to be stretched out was a little weak, she silently withdrew her hand and asked Liao Fangfang tentatively, "What is your mother's disease?" ”

Although Su Nanshi didn't have a spirit stone, if Liao Fangfang knew what pills she needed for her mother's illness, she might be able to help.

Listening to her briefly talk about symptomatic drugs, Su Nanshi also had a plan in her heart.

She just happened to have the medicine that Liao Fangfang said, which was contained in the herbs she received in Jubaoxuan to prepare for alchemy. She can extract some of them to help her, of course, this will not affect the amount of pills she hands in, after all, her success rate is high, and Ju Baoxuan is afraid that she will blow up the oven or something, so he gave her more spirit plants.

"Senior nephew Fangfang, I just have the spirit plant you said, I can give you some. As for the elixir, I can also help refine it. Su Nanshi said.

Liao Fangfang was a little excited, "Really, is Su in charge?" ”

After the excitement, she was a little discouraged, "But these are so valuable, you ...... in charge of Su"

Su Nanshi understood what she was thinking, and she said, "Don't worry, I'm just doing you a favor, I won't charge you a spirit stone, and I don't need you to reciprocate anything." ”

Hearing her say this, Liao Fangfang lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

She knew that now was not the time for her to shirk, so she simply accepted it, hugging Su Nanshi and being happy and uncomfortable.

When he was alone, Su Nanshi leaned on the edge of the porch on the top floor, rubbing his dizzy head while looking at the holy mountain in the distance.

I don't know why, she has an inexplicable intimacy with the holy mountain in her heart, every time she sees it, all her discomfort will disappear, as if it is her good home, as if as long as she sleeps in it, everything can start again.

With the thought of going to the Holy Mountain, she turned around and saw Wen Xunchen standing not far behind her, his eyes far-reaching and long.

"Master." She let out a soft shout.

Here we go again, with a mesmerizing smile.

I don't know when he has become, he has become more and more unforgettable just by looking at it, 'Mo Shang is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world' is talking about people like him.

"Are you feeling better?" He opened his lips lightly, and his white teeth were faintly visible.

Su Nanshi took a deep breath and said the word "um".

Wen Xunchen approached, looked at her, stretched out his hand to take it, and looked at the person lying quietly in his arms, he couldn't hide a trace of sadness in his affection, and unconsciously tightened his strength.

When he woke up, feeling the temperature coming from his body, Su Nanshi opened his eyes and found that he was lying in Wen Xunchen's arms, surrounded by ice and snow.

"Wake up." A voice came from overhead.

Embarrassed to leave from his arms, Su Nanshi stood up, and through observation, she was shocked to realize that they were on the holy mountain that she often looked at from afar.

"Master, this?" As soon as Su Nanshi finished speaking, he found that Wen Xunchen's face was a little pale.

"I heard that on the Holy Mountain, it will be easier for people's spirits to recover." He said.

"Master? But...... You don't seem to have a good face. ”

"It's fine, it's just a little cold."

Is the Holy Mountain cold? The answer, of course, is no. The higher the mountain goes, the more icy and snowy it becomes, which is indeed a little cold for mortals, but not for monks.

Without further questioning, the two lingered on the holy mountain for a while, and then hurried down the mountain.

Near the foot of the mountain, I suddenly met a noble young man, the clothes around make people know that the value is extraordinary, the appearance is quite like an immortal, walking with the wind, and when passing by, the afterglow is reluctant to leave one to others.

Out of curiosity about beautiful things, Su Nanshi stopped, looked at the man walking farther and farther, retracted his gaze, and continued to hurry.

As if feeling something, the young man turned around, saw that it was an insignificant person, retracted his mind and continued to the top of the holy mountain.