The two looked at each other for a moment, nodded to each other, and closed their eyes.

It was a tacit understanding between the two, and no one could understand it.

On the top of the peak of the Jade Mountain, the old man in the meditation room opened his eyes, his chaotic eyes slowly cleared, and his momentum increased sharply, and the old man's voice was filled with joy and bitterness.

"Finally······ Wait a minute. ”

As if sensing something, Su Yunran and Nan Shiyan opened their eyes at the same time, looking at each other with doubts in their eyes.

In the depths of the Jade Mountain, there seemed to be some kind of voice, like some kind of summoning.

Nan Shiyan shook his head slightly, his eyes full of caution.

Su Yunran understood in his heart, nodded, and closed his eyes again.

After the lecture, everyone played together on Fuyu Mountain, Su Yunhua was jointly dragged away by Xiao Kongye and Xiao Kongyan, and Su Yunran was also taken away by Qin Lan and Xie Ning, Qin Lan repeatedly promised to take good care of Su Yunran, and Su Yunshu agreed.

The bamboo forest is rustling, carrying the empty mountain birds, condensing the cicadas, fresh and pleasant.

Xie Ning was overjoyed, and Qin Lan watched from the sidelines.

"Ling'er."

Nan Shiyan came from the depths of the bamboo forest, facing the mild and warm sun, and his white clothes were rippling.

Su Yunran looked back and smiled lightly, "Senior brother." ”

Nan Shiyan sat down on the stone bench beside Su Yunran, his slender and beautiful hand brushed the bamboo leaves, and slowly spit out the two words.

"Sword Soul."

Su Yunran nodded, "Me too." ”

Nan Shiyan frowned, "It seems that the Jade Temple is not simple. ”

Su Yunran replied "yes" and agreed.

The Fuyu Temple is built on the Fuyu Mountain, with a profound heritage, many high-ranking people, standing for thousands of years, even some forces on the rivers and lakes dare not offend, there must be some reason for this.

"Senior brother, are you interested in exploring the Jade Temple at night?"

Su Yunran blinked his clear eyes, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

The call from the depths of the Jade Mountain, I can't ignore it, since that's the case, it's better to find out.

Nan Shiyan chuckled, and the jade fan tapped Su Yun's white forehead, full of pampering, "Okay, listen to you." ”

"But," Nan Shiyan paused for a moment, and then said, "There are many people on the mountain now, it's not a good time, and when they go back, we'll come again." ”

Su Yunran nodded, "Okay." ”

"Cloud dyeing."

Qin Lan ran over with a bright smile, "Why do you two always whisper, such a beautiful view, don't waste it." ”

"Miss Qin, junior sister is not in good health, so she can't be too tired."

Nan Shiyan explained with a smile, as warm as jade.

"That's right." Qin Lan pouted, "It's a pity." ”

Su Yunran smiled lightly and asked, "Do you want to hear me play the flute?" ”

"Yes, I think."

Xie Ningshuang ran from a distance, holding a small garland in her hand, she ran to Su Yunran's side at once, and tiptoed to bring the garland to Su Yunran's head.

Qin Lan shouted: "Shuang'er, what about mine? ”

Xie Ning glanced at Qin Lan and sat down at the stone table, "Sister Yunran wants to play the flute for Shuang'er, will you?" ”

Qin Lan: "······"

Excuses, excuses.

Su Yunran chuckled lightly, and took out a white jade flute from his sleeve, the tassel of the pearl and jade swayed lightly, and there was light.

Then, Su Yunran seemed to have thought of something, looked at Nan Shiyan with a smile, and didn't say a word.

Nan Shiyan was stunned for a moment, smiled helplessly, and then the white sleeves swept over the stone table, and a guqin appeared on the stone table, simple and quiet.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The melodious flute sounded, and the clear sound of the piano correspondedly, faintly and quietly, with a fresh and clear breath, which calmed people's mood at once.

It seems to be a white snow, shining like jade in the sun, clear and clear, crystal moist.

Time flows quietly, the white snow slowly melts, the greenery gradually covers the ground, slowly extends, and the stream breaks the ice, gurgling and murmuring. There are small birds skimming over the surface of the stream, and the light bird song falls, and no one can understand it.

Flowers are in full bloom, colorful butterflies are flying, the moonlight is rippling, the sky is full of fireflies, sprinkled with stars, and whispering.

When the maple leaves turn red and the frost falls, the dew rolls on the branches and leaves, like a bloody sunset, dazzling.

When the leaves gradually wither, the flowers on the branches finally fall into the dust, and the warmth of life is unparalleled, and they fall into their own style.

No one remembers.