Chang Xi slowly opened her eyes and looked at the two girls in front of her.

At this moment, the shuttlecock that had been thrown into the carriage was thrown out of the carriage again, and the strength was strong, and the wind it brought up was like a knife, flying between the two girls close to their ears, and the wind that blew almost cut off their ears, and the ears were burning with pain.

The two girls' eyes widened in fear, stiffened in place, and they didn't dare to breathe, and even their heartbeats stopped.

The shuttlecock was nailed to the trunk of a tree in the distance.

In the end, the shuttlecock was not pulled out, and the two girls went back in disgrace.

Since then, people have known that there is a master sitting in the back carriage, although they are all curious about who that person is, but no one dares to come over, and people believe that more is better than less, and do not want to be in the process of treasure hunting.

In the middle of the night.

The wind in the high mountains is a little chilly.

Huo Wu opened the baggage, took out the crane with a thin cotton clip and put it on Si Chen, and lit a hand stove and stuffed it into Si Chen's clothes.

At this moment, an unknown object shot into the carriage through the window of the carriage and was stopped by Si Jiu.

It was a Hidden Arrow with a note wrapped around the end of it.

Si Jiu took down the note, unfolded it, and handed it to Si Chen.

Si Chen took it and glanced at it, and there was a line of familiar handwriting on it:

Come to the river alone, and I have something to say to you.

A pink cherry blossom is drawn on the end of the note.

Si Chen stared at the note and was silent for a while, then stood up and said to Huo Wu: "I'll go out for a while, you don't have to follow." With that, he quietly left the camp and swept towards the river not far away.

The moon is in the sky, and the stars are shining.

A river stretches across the verdant mountains, like a jade belt.

Si Chen found Yan Ying with her back against a big tree by the river, he was as afraid of the cold as her, and wrapped a dark purple rabbit fur collar cloak on the outside, he wrapped the cloak tightly, looking at the moon shadow reflected in the river expressionlessly, his eyes were too focused, and he looked a bit like he was in a daze.

Si Chen stopped and looked at him from a distance for a moment before walking over.

Yan Ying came back to her senses and looked at her with a smile.

Si Chen walked slowly in front of him and asked lightly, "What do you want to say?" ”

Yan Ying didn't answer, he glanced at the bright moonlight above his head, smiled at her and said:

"The Moon."

"What?" Si Chen looked suspicious, and she frowned.

"The Moon." Yan Ying said, "Tonight's moon is very similar to the moon seen in the past in the Holy Son Mountain. ”

"Where?"

Yan Ying withdrew her gaze from the moon, lowered her eyes, looked at her, and said with a smile: "Maybe it's because you're here, so it's like." ”

Si Chen looked at him intently.

"I want to see the moon with you. Actually, I want to see the moon on the Holy Son Mountain with you, but I don't want to go back to the Holy Child Mountain at all, so I ......"

Si Chen didn't wait for him to finish, turned around and walked back.

Yan Ying chuckled and pursed her lips.

As soon as Si Chen took a step forward, in the dense forest behind him, the grass and trees rustled, the mountain wind was blowing, and many black-clothed people came out from behind the thick tree trunks, exuding a heavy dead air in the dark and silent night.

All of them are one in a hundred masters.

They blocked Si Chen's way.

Si Chen glanced at those people, turned his head, and looked coldly at Yan Ying, who was smiling.

"Shall we look at the moon?" He smiled at her in a flattering tone, and as he spoke, he had sent several powerful masters to block her way.

Si Chen looked at him expressionlessly, didn't speak, she was very quiet, the corners of her mouth were calmly stretched, and her pupils flashed with a little fragmented streamer, there was a sarcasm that Yan Ying ignored, like a bottomless abyss.

Yan Ying didn't shy away from her eyes, he looked at her with a smile, he was also very calm, so calm that Si Chen couldn't see anything on his face.

After being silent for a long time, Si Chen took a step, walked over, crossed his side, walked straight to the river, and stood down.

Yan Ying seemed to her to be abnormal, and she wasn't sure if it was because he had had lived enough of his life alone, or if it was for some other purpose.

She didn't choose to do it, and it was not appropriate for her to use her occult power until the critical moment. First of all, she didn't want to waste her power on this kind of thing; secondly, because Si Qian was not there, she was worried that the casual use of Xuan Li would cause physical deterioration; Besides, Yan Ying's behavior seemed a little strange to her.

This is not an atmosphere that does not have to use the power of the occult power, she stands by the river, looking into the distance.

Yan Ying didn't expect her to be so easy, she was stunned for a moment, smiled, waved her hand to her subordinates, and her subordinates took the order and disappeared into the forest again. He stepped forward and stood beside Si Chen.

Si Chen didn't look at him and didn't speak.

Yan Ying stood beside her in silence, glanced at her hand hanging at her side with her spare eyes, and quietly stretched out her hand, but pounced when she was about to succeed in the capture.

Si Chen removed his hand.

Yan Ying was not disappointed, but just shook the unfolded knuckles.

"Why didn't Si Qian follow you this time, where did Si Qian go?" He asked, in a casual tone.

"You think about him so much, next time I will tell him about your heart." Si Chen said lightly.

"I'm just worried, in case you have a sudden seizure, Si Qian is not by your side, but what is good?"

The topic of seizures is actually very sensitive.

Si Chen looked at him with a look of simple concern, and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of mockery:

"Isn't there still you, if it really has a sudden seizure, I'll swallow your tendons and bones together."

She said word by word, and a terrifying red light flashed across her inky black eyes, like a bat lurking in the dark night with its bloody bat open its sharp fangs.

Yan Ying looked at her calmly and smiled.

"It's not impossible, it's just that I'm afraid you'll choke on the little wildcat, ......after all," he said with a smile as he looked at her, "your throat is so thin." He looked at her slender neck, smiling lightly.

Si Chen was silent about this, and she looked away and looked at the snow peak in the distance.

"What's on the mountain?" She seemed to be asking a question, and she was talking to herself.

"I don't know."

"Didn't Mrs. Kim tell you?"

"She doesn't know."

"Really?" Si Chen replied lightly, paused, and then moved her gaze back to his face, "Is she really your fiancée?" ”

"It used to be."

"And now?" Si Chen asked calmly.

Yan Ying smiled: "Are you jealous?" ”

Si Chen looked at him motionlessly and didn't speak.

The smile on the corner of Yan Ying's lips deepened: "It used to be." He replied again.

"What about Gu Pan?" She continued.

"You are irreplaceable by any one person." He said with a smile.

"I think so." She said softly.

Yan Ying laughed out loud.

What is this?

Is it a sweet scam made up of more mature rhetoric using past feelings, or is it a heartfelt statement?