Xing Mo Jiayun did not go back to Tangli Secluded Residence directly, after all, Jing Mei's body was found in Tangli Secluded Residence during the day, and her only way would pass through Hanyou's room, and she felt very uncomfortable thinking of this.

Therefore, he turned his feet hard, turned the direction and went straight to the peach forest in the East China Sea, and the peach petals in the distant wind were mottled into silhouettes in the moonlight.

She landed straight in the middle of the peach grove in the East China Sea, where the twilight rain was resurrected fifty years ago, surrounded by peach trees that overlapped and covered with light pink smoke, and stood quietly next to the white jade coffin standing quietly in the narrow.

The moonlight tonight is not very good, and it is not very bright, probably because the weather is foggy today.

Xing Mo took small steps and kicked open the pile of petals built next to her feet.

Raised his hand to brush away the flowers stacked on the edge of the coffin, revealing the cold white jade, and the cold touch rushed down his fingertips to his heart, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"In the middle of the night, but you don't go back to your place to sleep?"

The suddenly, frightened Xing Mo retracted her hand suddenly, turned around, and saw a person in white with a waist and arrow sleeves slowly walking out from behind the peach tree.

"Chiaki Hongkun?"

Chiaki was still the same as a long time ago, but this time when he said goodbye, he had a small peach branch with three newly bloomed peach blossoms in his mouth.

Xing Mo had a smile in her eyes, "Why are you here?"

Qianqiu walked to her side and stopped, leaned on the white jade coffin, did not take off the peach branch in his mouth, slightly turned his face and bowed his head, "How long have we not seen each other? ”

He felt very unusual to Xingmo, as if he was a close friend who had known him for a long time, and he would not mind his identity as the Immortal King at all and look rusty. He also learned from Qianqiu, leaned on the white jade coffin, next to Qianqiu.

"I don't remember how long, it doesn't seem like long. ”

"You haven't answered me yet, why don't you go back to your house and sleep? ”

Xing Mo twisted his face and looked at him, "I'm upset, someone died in Yuan Qingguan today." I didn't really want to pass by there alone, so I turned around and came to the East China Sea Peach Forest. ”

Chiaki sighed lightly, "Hey...... Are you going to stay in the East China Sea peach forest all night until dawn?"

"That's how it was intended. But you ...... How do you know I'm here?"

Chiaki finally took out the peach branch in her mouth and smiled, "Between you and me...... It's not easy to know where you are. ”

Yes, Xingmo almost forgot the contract between her and Chiaki.

Seeing that Qianqiu was still squinting at herself with the fusiform apricot eyes that were rare among men, she had to continue to explain, "I...... I feel that I am disliked, maybe I am hated. ”

At this point, Qianqiu laughed coldly, "What should I do to keep you awake at night?" A woman of your age is a little sentimental, but it's nothing. ”

After that, seeing that Xingmo was still a little stupid, he felt that he might be a little speechless, so he coughed lightly, "...... Who dares to dislike you? It's better to speak up, and I'll teach him a lesson. ”

Xing Mo finally laughed out loud, and seeing that Qianqiu was upright and ready to go, he hurriedly stood up with one of his arms, "What are you teaching a lesson, this is Yuan Qingguan, not your underworld." Isn't that asking for trouble for yourself?"

"Then you say, what is it that upsets you? If you don't say it, I'll go and sneak Cui Xuanzhong's puppet out for interrogation and ask for clarification. ”

Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Xing Mo hurriedly stood in front of him, "Don't make trouble, it's nothing." Like you said, it's me who is sentimental. ”

"I don't believe it! There's a reason. ”

After that, he was going to soar into the clouds, if he was told to leave, where could Xing Mo catch up with him, and hurriedly said: "There is a reason." It's the twilight rain ......."

After hearing this, Qianqiu's face sank, red and white for a while, as if he tried his best to suppress the sudden anger, and only spoke for a long time.

"He, that golden immortal, why does he hate you, just because he deserves it?"

Xing Mo was frightened by his words, Qianqiu Hongkun's warmth was like his appearance, but under his layers of gentleness, a very small and extremely violent seed was wrapped. If it weren't for the threat he cared about and tried his best to protect, he would always be a warm and lovely person.

Therefore, Xingmo seems to know that Qianqiu Hongkun doesn't like Twilight Yukun very much, and even disgusted it to the extreme, so he will have the gaffe just now.

Chiaki let out a long breath and suppressed her anger, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Seeing that he had finally calmed down, Xing Mo continued: "He was very kind to me, taught me the art of soaring clouds and resisting the wind, and improved my cultivation...... It was only after this that he taught me a set of techniques and instructed me to practice them every day without stopping...... It's just that I found that this set of spells seems to be used to eat away at my cultivation. He was guarding against me, preventing me from learning more cultivation, and he only allowed me to learn the lowly techniques of Tengyun and Resisting the Wind. ”

"Didn't he tell you what it did when he taught you this set of spells?"

Xing Mo raised her eyes and thought for a while, "Said." He said...... This set of techniques will help me strengthen my muscles and bones...... But nothing else was said. ”

Chiaki sneered and understood, "Heh, it seems that he deliberately avoided the main effect of this set of spells. If you practice every day, you will convert a part of your own cultivation into a way to enhance your own muscles and bones, which is really good for improving your body's health, but the disadvantage is that after a long time, this technique will consume more and more cultivation, and if you insist on practicing every day, then your cultivation will stop. ”

Xing Mo finally understood, just as she thought, Twilight Yuchang had been preventing her from practicing, but it was not a deception, at most it was a disguised deception, he just induced himself to practice this flower transfer technique, without giving the exact consequences.

After confirming her conjecture, she felt even more sad in her heart.

After all, they've been together for a while, and she's always thought that Twilight was a trustworthy person, and she completely trusted and admired him. But in the end, he was deceived.

"Why did he do this to me? I'm just a mortal who doesn't know anything, doesn't know anything. ”

Qianqiu sneered, and there was a chill in his long, shiny narrow eyes, "He's not targeting you, and he's not hating you." He's guarding against me. ”

......

There was a wind blowing, Xing Mo suddenly sobered up a lot, and the peach blossoms fell on the tip of her nose and swiped past.

She suddenly realized something, and said slowly, "He has already calculated it." Ever since you brought me in, he's been ready to go. That's why he found me among the audience disciples of the Yuan Qing Dynasty and told me to go to him every night after school......"

Initially, perhaps out of pity, Twilight Yuchang taught himself the art of soaring clouds and resisting the wind, and was no longer looked down upon and ridiculed by the other disciples of Yuan Qingguan. Maybe it's just to lower your defense, to induce yourself to trust him unreservedly, so as to learn the art of flower transfer.

After that, Xing Mo didn't say it, because she was really sad......

It turned out that from the beginning, she was the one who was calculated. Chiaki Hongkun made a deal with her and arranged what she was going to do in this life. Twilight Yuyu secretly manipulates and uses her to fight against Chiaki Hirokun.

She is destined to live for herself in this life.

Finally, Qianqiu said: "Since this is the case, it is better to plan the plan." ”

After that, he pressed his hands on Xing Mo's shoulders and said solemnly: "Since Yuan Qingguan doesn't teach you the cultivation technique, then I will teach it." ”

Xing Mo only looked at Qianqiu Ruyue's face with a little blue gray, as if she was overworked.

"It's just that I'm just a little tired...... You still study Yuan Qingguan's morning and evening classes, and that set of flower transfer techniques is just pretending to be every day. The secrets of the two of us must not be shared with others. ”