This night, August 15, is the time when everyone in the world admires the moon.

The stars and moon flickered, and the Yunji faction was lively and boiling, leaving the square lightly, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was held as scheduled.

The three factions of the Immortal Alliance, gathered here tonight, after the leaders of the Yunji Sect, the Chenji Sect and the Phantom Star Pavilion were seated, the cups of wine were staggered, you came and went, everyone had a smile on their faces, but Zhang Daoqing, the first seat of Aoki Garden, was expressionless, and the disciples of Aoki Yuan standing behind him were not as happy as others.

This time, Yi Shuilan, the head of the Chenji Sect, and Tianluan, the head of the Phantom Star Pavilion, both personally came down the mountain to the Yunji Sect, and naturally there were several heads of their respective sects who accompanied them.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, the head of Qingqian said slowly: "In addition to the Sword Conference, it is really rare for the three factions of the Immortal Alliance to gather here, and today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but it is really the right time and place." ”

Yi Shuilan, who was sitting not far from the left side of Qingqian Zhenren, nodded slowly, picked up the wine glass in his hand, gently shook the wine in the glass, and said with a smile: "The Yunji Sect is still as magnificent as it was five years ago, and when it comes to the scenery of the Chenji Sect, it is really not as good as the noble faction. ”

"What Master Yi said is right, I thought that the Phantom Star Pavilion was the most beautiful place in the world, but I didn't expect to see this Yunji Sect today, and I really felt ashamed." The Tianluan monk who spoke, had just succeeded as the head of the Phantom Star Pavilion the year before last, so when the Sword Discussion Conference was held in the Yunji Sect five years ago, he didn't come over. Therefore, when I first arrived today, I naturally made such an exclamation.

The Sword Conference was held once every ten years as scheduled, and the location of each time was uncertain, and it was decided after the heads of the three factions of the Immortal League discussed.

Five years have passed since the last sword conference, and the next sword conference will have to wait for five years.

Qingqian Zhenren smiled faintly, "The two heads are really ridiculous, the thousand-year-old ice and snow of the Chenji Sect, the star tower of the Phantom Star Pavilion, where can my Yunji Sect get half a point?" ”

These words made Yi Shuilan and Tianluan Jushi feel good, and they laughed happily a few times at the moment, picked up the wine glass, and toasted the Qingqian Zhenren and several leaders of the Yunji faction.

"Master, look, I'm right, there's really wine to drink." Qin Tian muttered quietly behind Zhang Daoqing, but unexpectedly, Zhang Daoqing turned around and knocked on Qin Tian's head heavily, so painful that he didn't dare to snort.

Fang didn't know to cover his mouth and smile, he naturally made a loud noise like Qin Tian in the current scene, he poked Qin Tian with his hand, and said with a smile: "Beast, Master's violent chestnut, is it delicious?" ”

Qin Tian glanced at Fang Bu hatefully, don't look around, and said in pieces: "It's delicious, do you want to eat?" If you want to eat, go and ask Master to reward you. ”

Fang Zhizhi's face sank, and he coughed dryly, and Ni Chuanqiong on the side couldn't help but feel that his head was big when he saw the boring bickering between the two of them, and he shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"Little Dome, what are you sighing for?" Qin Tian asked in a low voice.

For a long time, Ni Chuanqiong didn't answer, Qin Tian raised his head slightly, and swept the grand scene of the Mid-Autumn Festival Conference at this time, crowded with people, the lights were bright, he looked at the full moon in the sky, and felt a little sad, and said in a sad tone: "Poor little junior sister, now such a lively scene, she can't see ......"

Ji Yeli's eyes also became a little dim, and when no one spoke to Qin Tian, Ji Yeli said lightly: "Next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, the little junior sister will be with us." ”

"In the Mid-Autumn Festival next year, maybe the three factions of the Immortal Alliance will not gather here." Qin Tian said with some complaints.

Ni Chuanqiong interjected at this time: "Isn't it, this time the Chenji Sect and the Phantom Star Pavilion came to my faction, not just to admire the moon, right?" What kind of sect are the Chenji Sect and the Phantom Star Pavilion, is it that the heads of the two factions are so idle that they don't deal with the things in the sect, and what kind of Mid-Autumn Festival conference does the Yunji faction hold here? ”

Fang didn't know what to say, and said, "Xiao Qiong's words are reasonable, and I don't know what they want to discuss." ”

After a few people talked softly, they heard Yi Shuilan, the head of the Chenji Sect, laugh, he was middle-aged, his face was wrinkled, although he was no longer young, he was wearing a red shirt, and the dress on his body was a little inconsistent with his age.

"Master Qingqian, I don't know if you have heard some news about the ancient battlefield in recent days?" Yi Shuilan touched her chin and looked at Qingqian Zhenren with her eyes.

The head of Qingqian held the wine glass in the air, slowly raised his head, and said, "I still hope that the head of Yi will give advice." ”

Tianluan and Yi Shuilan glanced at each other at this time, but this time it was not Yi Shuilan who spoke, but Tianluan Layman, he was dressed in a black robe, but his skin was very white, his pointed chin, and he looked young, he spoke: "The ancient battlefield at the junction of the right and the devil has been a little unpeaceful recently. ”

"Can Tianluan get straight to the point?" Qingqian real people don't like to beat around the bush.

"Senior brother, what is the Ancient Battlefield?" Qin Tian was puzzled when he heard this, so he asked Ji Yeli beside him.

Ji Yeli frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said: "The ancient battlefield has been sealed by the two forces of righteousness and demon since ancient times, and ordinary people, or people who are still shallow in cultivation, can't enter there. According to legend, in ancient times and ancient times, gods and demons often fought there, and the age was extremely long, so it was called the ancient battlefield. ”

Qin Tian bowed his head and didn't ask any more, so he listened to Tianluan Layman say: "Recently, I received information from the spies I sent to send that the power of the seal of the ancient battlefield is weakening, and I don't know if it is the people in the Demon Gate, if the ancient battlefield is occupied by the Demon Gate, it will be extremely unfavorable to the three factions of our Immortal Alliance." This time, I visited the Yunji faction with the head of Yi Shui Lanyi, firstly, to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with Yunji, and secondly, to ask the head of Qingqian for his views on the ancient battlefield. ”

The head of Qingqian clenched his fists, it seemed that this matter was not trivial, after all, the Qingqian real people who were like water in the past became a little anxious at this time.

After a while, Qingqian Zhenren said: "From tomorrow, the disciples of the three factions of the Immortal Alliance will go to check, if there is anything unusual, they will definitely do everything possible to maintain the sealing power of the ancient battlefield." ”

Yi Shuilan and Tianluan nodded one after another, and Yi Shuilan said: "At the moment, there is only this method, the three factions of the Immortal Alliance are united, and everything is not difficult." ”

Then, the three heads each said a few words that were not very important, and the silver moon gradually moved towards the west mountain, thinking that it was not too early.

And on the top of Ziyi Cliff, a man and a woman silently looked at the fifteenth moon in the sky.

The man was dressed in white and wore a silver-white mask, while the woman was dressed in a robe and her hair was a little messy.

Feng was still standing, but Yuan Yang was sitting beside him.

The two can finally calm down, not fighting or fighting, it is really a rare harmony.

"If I hadn't seen the moon in the sky so round and big, I would have forgotten that tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival." Yuan Yang looked at the full moon in the sky with stunned eyes, and involuntarily spoke.

"A big, round moon doesn't have to be fifteen." Feng Lonely replied lightly, "The fifteenth moon is sixteen round, haven't you heard of it?" ”

Yuan Yang snorted and said, "It's finally quiet, why are you pouring cold water on me again." ”

"I'm just talking about the facts. Besides, if you don't speak, it's still quiet right now. ”

Why is it that every time you talk to the person in front of you, there will never be a peaceful ending?

The two were at such a stalemate again, and after a while, Yuan Yang spoke again, "Hey, birdman, don't you go back to Yiwangcheng in the Mid-Autumn Festival?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Feng was silent for a long time before he hummed coldly.

"August 15th is the Mid-Autumn Festival, how to say it is also a reunion night, Yiwangcheng is your home, so you have to go back." Seeing that Feng was silent and didn't answer, Yuan Yang shook his head and said, "Come on, let me tell you what to do, you people from the Demon Gate can't think of the thinking of our righteous people." After finishing speaking, Yuan Yang was lying on the grass, his head resting on his hands, looking at the starry sky.

"Home? Yiwangcheng is not my home, I am lonely, I have no home......" Feng Xiao said in a low voice, his tone was weak, his voice was very small, and he didn't even hear it.

The evening breeze was blowing, and Yuan Yang felt very cool, she smiled, revealing two white tiger teeth, "I didn't expect that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, I would spend it with a sworn enemy of the Demon Gate." ”

Feng was stunned for a moment, and glanced back at Yuan Yang, "Then I'll go back." "After that, he was going to get up and fly away.

Yuan Yang's body was shocked, and he quickly got up, grabbed Feng Lone's hand and said, "No, don't go!" ”

Feng Lonely frowned, his eyes stayed on the hand where Yuan Yang was pulling his arm, this time, Yuan Yang blushed, and quickly let go of his hand, turned his back to Feng Lian, and said: "I have been alone for dozens of nights, very lonely, tonight's holiday, we don't care who is the devil, okay?" ”

Feng Silent didn't nod, he didn't shake his head, he didn't leave, he just turned around and quietly looked at the silver moon in the sky.