Since he could only travel at night, they had been on the road for nearly half a month before they were finally about to reach the foot of the mountain, and he was a little reluctant to go, feeling that he had somewhat delayed the process of Xiao Yun's hurry, after all, Xiao Yun looked like he couldn't wait to leave earlier when he was still in the cave. He didn't know how to hide his emotions, and Xiao Yun had a delicate heart, and it was only a matter of a moment to see through him, so he only waved his hand, saying that the yang energy was too heavy during the day, and he had just re-transformed not long ago, and if he was in a hurry in broad daylight, he was afraid that he would not be able to stand it.

In the small cave, he and Xiao Yun looked at each other again and were speechless, Xiao Yun's lips were like a smile without a smile, knowing that he would not answer again and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, his forehead with a few drops of sweat, slightly wet sideburns, it can be seen that maintaining a human form is too difficult for Xiao Yun, but since leaving the cave, Xiao Yun has been stubbornly maintaining this form, as if he can meet someone at any time, hoping that person can see his human form.

He looked away and looked out of the cave again, this was what he did most often, he still couldn't quite know why Xiao Yun had forced himself to this extent, it was for the "Ji Heng" in his mouth, or something else, although he didn't understand, he seemed to be able to understand.

At this time, it was about noon, the most yang energy of the day, every time he came to this time in the past, he would be a little uncomfortable, like something was pulling him somewhere, every time he moved, there would be an unreal feeling that was about to dissipate, and today was no exception, fortunately, he was used to this feeling.

He moved himself into the shadows a little more, closed his eyes and blocked out all light, which seemed to make him more comfortable, and he could hear Xiao Yun's gradually becoming a little labored gasp, a snake and a ghost were not very happy.

Time passed quickly, the day was waning, the night was slowly falling, and when it was dark outside, only moonlight and scattered starlight remained, and they set off again.

Xiao Yun said that if he sped up tonight, he would be able to reach the foot of the mountain before dawn tomorrow, and the light in Xiao Yun's eyes has become more and more obvious in the past few days, always teasing him a few times from time to time, and the corners of his mouth are often smiling.

But he didn't seem to feel Xiao Yun's movement behind him for a long time, he turned around suddenly, only to find that Xiao Yun was half leaning on a book, his face was half happy, and he frowned.

He looked at Xiao Yun suspiciously, Xiao Yun shook his head with a straight face, looked around again, and said seriously: "It's not right." ”

The snake's sense of smell is extremely sensitive, and Xu Yun smelled the smell of a living person at this moment.

He also looked around like Xiao Yun, but he didn't see anything, it was nothing more than a dark night that was the same as usual, he thought that it might be that Xiao Yun was a little nervous due to his physical discomfort recently, so he was about to say a few words of comfort to Xiao Yun, when he saw that a cold light lingered on Xiao Yun's side unconsciously.

He felt as if he had seen this object somewhere, and hurriedly subconsciously shouted at Xiao Yun: "Hold back your breath!" ”

The cold light circled Xiao Yun twice and quickly retracted, completely restraining his actions at the moment before Xiao Yun finally reacted and tried to break free, Xiao Yun couldn't move, his heart was cold, and he looked in his direction with a pale face.

The breeze blew, a figure passed by his side, walked towards Xiao Yun unhurriedly, and stopped a few steps away, the man's back was straight, dressed in an ink-colored robe, as if to completely blend into the night, the sleeves and long hair in the ink were slightly blown by the evening breeze, and a back was with a cold momentum.

Inexplicably, he looked at the man in black, and felt as if his heart was being clenched by something, and he couldn't tell whether it was uncomfortable or some other emotion, this feeling came too quickly and violently, making him a little overwhelmed, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.

The man seemed to look at Xiao Yun, who was staring at him, and his voice was cold, only to hear him say lightly: "Recently, there are snake demons who wantonly hurt people's lives, but you? ”

Xiao Yun glanced at the man, and didn't want to respond more, so he looked at him several times, as if signaling him to leave quickly, but he only knew that he was staring at the long figure of the man in black tightly, and he couldn't move half a step, as if he was also tied up in place with something.

He only felt that the back felt so familiar to him, even though it was just a back, and he didn't even see the front of the man.

He was waiting for the man to turn back, very anxious, but he somehow felt that it was good to just show him this back, and that it would make him feel satisfied.

Finally, the man followed Xiao Yun's gaze and turned around and looked at it coldly, this process seemed to be a bit long for him, as if waiting for this moment, he had been waiting for many years and consumed a lot of time.

Like the awe-inspiring momentum of this person's body, although the person's appearance is much more delicate than that of the beauty in the painting, it is still cold and unkind, but it makes his mind completely empty, and he can't react at all.

Xiao Yun looked at the little wild ghost who was completely stunned in front of him, and said in his heart that it was okay to be stupid on weekdays, but now he didn't know how to escape when his life was at stake, his body was bound by unknown things and couldn't move a bit, and his heart was anxious, so he shouted out with a hoarse voice, and he drank a little out of shape: "Fool, don't go yet!" ”

But he couldn't hear anything, since the man in black appeared, his heart never fell again, and at this moment in the moonlight, he saw the man's appearance clearly, as if it was engraved in his bones, as if he had copied the man's appearance thousands of times, and he felt a little relieved at this time.

This man felt so familiar to him, even if he clearly didn't see this person.

But thousands of emotions in his heart told him that the person in front of him was the person he was looking for.

When he met this person, he realized that he had wasted so much time before, ignorant every day, watching the light and darkness flickering outside the cave, day after day, he couldn't understand why he existed like this, he couldn't understand the meaning of existence, he couldn't understand too many things, and he gave up thinking about too many things.

It was such a strange feeling that he didn't even know what he looked like since he realized it. He didn't have a shadow, and there was nothing in the cave that allowed him to see what he looked like, he had only seen his vague figure in Xiao Yun's eyes, and he couldn't see clearly, so he didn't look at it carefully. But at this moment, he found himself in the man's eyes with great accuracy, and he knew that it was himself.

The man looked at him, the slight surprise in his eyes fleeting, and there was no superfluous emotion, and he read in his eyes that the man did not know himself, or rather, he was not much of a being to the man.

"Ziyan."

He heard his voice call like this, with nostalgia, with sadness and sadness, as if separated by the time that had already cooled, these two words seemed to be engraved in the deepest part of his heart, as if he had called countless times with various emotions, and no matter how many times he called, it was not enough.

Xiao Yun said that ghosts don't feel pain, but at this moment, he clearly felt the pain coming from the depths of his heart, and this feeling spread to the whole body, as if if he moved, it was a bone and heart.

Xiao Yun on the side no longer struggled meaninglessly, and shuttled back and forth between the two with complicated eyes, not knowing what the scene was now.

The man in black was stunned for a moment, looked at him in some surprise, and looked him up and down again, but his voice remained indifferent: "Are you?" ”

He opened his mouth, almost unable to make a sound, as if he finally remembered his name, and said in a dumb voice: "Fu Rusi." ”

It seemed that something slipped from his eyes, he suddenly fell into darkness, surrounded by a void, he couldn't move, and then raised his eyes, the scene in front of him seemed to change, there seemed to be a cold plum fragrance between his nose, and he saw the man in black again, although it seemed that there were only two of them left in the world, but the size of the person in front of him was much shorter.

They stood in a plum blossom forest, the plum trees were sparsely covered with snow, the man stood under the plum tree with his back to him, wearing a white fox fur, the slender figure of the young man was wrapped in it, and his long hair was gently curled up by a touch of moon-white satin of a moderate width, neat and meticulous. The young man tiptoed slightly, raising his hand as if to pick a particularly beautiful plum blossom in the high place, the warm sunlight cast on him brought a piece of warmth, just a back makes people can't take their eyes off.

He felt that he seemed to be walking towards the young man slowly, standing still two steps away, he seemed to be taller than the young man, so he leaned over the young man slightly, and spoke, with a full smile in his voice: "Yo, whose son-in-law is this, I have to give my brother a good look." ”

The young man in front of him turned his head suddenly, his facial features were handsome, very delicate, but with a little childishness, as if he had not fully grown up, at first glance he looked like a very iconic girl, but the heroism in the young man's eyebrows and his extraordinary bearing all showed that the young man in front of him was a noble son of a certain family.

The young man reacted, his slightly deep eyes were a little embarrassed and glanced at the person in front of him, probably the first time he had met such a person who seemed to be blatantly playing hooligans, and probably the distance between the two was really a little close to him, he hurriedly lowered his eyelashes, took two steps back, and leaned his whole body against the plum tree, but he still stood stubbornly straight, and his long eyelashes made a beautiful shadow on his face.

He heard himself chuckle twice, and though he didn't mean to make fun of it, the boy lowered his head even more uncomfortably, so he quipped, "Are you picking flowers?" ”

He straightened up and paced two steps, then leaned over and leaned closer to the young man, the plum fragrance became more and more intense, like the fragrance of the young man's body, he chuckled, "But you can't pick it?" Okay, which one do you want to pick? As long as the flower doesn't grow in the sky, I can pick it for you. ”