Some feelings, before they spoke, have already dissipated in the sea of clouds. - Zhao Jinyan

The person who was eavesdropping outside the door quickly sneaked away, and Murong Baiyun rolled a few times with a light effort, and then restrained the person's shoulder from behind.

"It's you—" Murong Bai muttered in surprise when he saw the person who turned his head with teary eyes.

"General Mu, I haven't seen you for many days, and the coming day will be long." The woman's big eyes were already full of tears, and her black eyelashes fluttered, and a huge teardrop fell on the back of Murong Bai's hand.

Murong Bai felt that the tear seemed to retract his hand with burning heat, staring at her with starry eyes, and said expectantly: "Zhao ...... Miss Zhao ......"

Are women made of water? When they are sad, they always have tears in their eyes, which makes people feel helpless.

"When I opened the door, I thought it was you, but I couldn't believe it." Zhao Xinyan turned around, wiped her tears with her robe, and smiled with a low smile.

Murong Bai didn't answer, his starry eyes were bright.

"It's the Northern Han Pony in that room."

Zhao Xinyan showed a bitter smile, when Murong Bai abandoned everything behind him and went alone with Han Qing, the chic deeds had already spread all over the five countries, but no one paid attention to the heartbroken girl to be married behind her.

Murong Bai acquiesced.

"He has a good appearance, ordinary women are better than him, Zhen Yan's mediocre posture, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter the eyes of the general, and now he doesn't even want to say a few words."

Zhao Zhenyan was originally an innocent, eccentric girl, acting recklessly and boldly, but at the moment she was like a resentful woman, her tone was very resentful, and even a little annoyed.

"Miss Zhao, there are thousands of flowers, thousands of postures, the girl's eccentricity does not lose a kind of cuteness, and there are naturally people who fall into the eyes." Murong Bai replied gently, and Zhao Xinyan was soothed by his few words.

"Then I can get into your eyes." Zhao Xinyan stared, her big eyes were like owls, and she asked bluntly and unrestrainedly.

"Girl, wrong love...... Mu is gone. Murong Bai smiled apologetically and rejected the affection.

"There are a thousand kinds of flowers, you just like him! I don't know if you like his small breasts or his ass. Zhao Xinyan muttered unwillingly, Murong Bai couldn't help laughing, how did the world misunderstand him and Hualang.

Murong Bai wanted to explain, but he felt that there was nothing to explain, the clear ones were self-purifying, and the turbid ones were turbid, and Zhao Xinyan misunderstood it like this, which would save her a little hope.

"No, if you don't let me dump it today, I won't let you go." Zhao Jinyan waited for a negative man for a long time, but now that she was rejected again, she lost money when she thought about it, and suddenly raised her head and said.

Murong Bai thought she was talking interestingly, and asked gently, "Girl, how do you want to get rid of Mu?"

"You are now with me to see the sea of clouds after sunrise, I will dump you in front of the sun." Zhao Xinyan thought about it and felt very happy.

"Okay, I'll go and ...... with Hua Lang" Before Murong finished speaking, he was stumbled by Zhao Xinyan, and when he heard her in front of him, he said angrily: "You are mine now, and he has no part to interfere."

Murong Bai smiled, this girl is domineering and bold, forget it, for the time being, she will fulfill her wish and alleviate some of her own sins.

The moonlight was bright and clean, like water spreading in the mountains and rivers, the road ahead was not dark, and the two of them were speechless all the way.

Her petite palm, gripping his hand tightly, didn't fit between his fingers.

The temperature of her palm was no lower than his, and it was wet with sweat.

Zhao Xinyan held his hand tightly and walked forward, not daring to look back at the color and expression on the man's face.

Her wishful thinking would be ridiculous in his eyes.

She loves the brilliant colors of the sea of clouds after sunrise, and once thought of facing her lover day and night, and being accompanied by the sea of clouds day and night.

The mountain where she became a monk is the best place to see the sea of clouds, and she often sits alone on the mountain, watching the clouds come and go, gathering day and night.

Even if, as long as he can accompany himself for a moment, he can enjoy the beautiful and magnificent scenery of the sea of clouds after sunrise.

The two walked for a long time, and Murong Bai had been protecting her from behind, preventing her from falling. This girl is strong-footed, there have not been many bumps on the road, and even if the two occasionally help each other, they are both touching and leaving.

"Here it is, this is the sea of clouds." Zhao Xinyan pointed to a dark valley in front of her, and her eyebrows softened a lot.

"Sit down, it's still a long time before the sun rises." Zhao Xinyan pointed to the stone pier opposite, sat down first, and said.

"Thank you, girl!" Murong Bai lifted his robe and sat slowly, his demeanor was elegant and gentle, as charming as that day.

Han Qing often makes fun of him, and he is very good at pretending to deceive people, but he doesn't treat him very well in private.

"I said you, we've known each other for a long time, why are you always so polite and distant." Zhao Xinyan propped her cheeks with her hands, looked at the humble gentleman opposite, and said depressedly.

Murong Bai smiled politely.

Zhao Zhenyan was a little depressed, and scolded secretly: "Wood."

Murong Bai's ears and eyes are smart, how could he not hear, the corners of his mouth are dark, and he only hopes that time will pass quickly.

Zhao Xinyan kept staring at him faintly, making him more and more uncomfortable, and he wanted to flee quickly.

"Miss Zhao, Mu came with you today to say sorry to you, I waited for you for a long time." Murong Bai thought about it, and still opened the skylight to say bright words, no need to be more hypocritical.

"But I'm wishful thinking, too, it's not your fault, you accompany me, it's enough to see this sea of clouds." Zhao Xinyan withdrew her eyes and sighed faintly, with some refreshment.

Her admiration seemed very small and humble, and Murong Bai felt a little ashamed in his heart.

He is just an ordinary person, he is quiet on weekdays, and he can't figure out what the woman in front of him likes about him.

Zhao Xinyan didn't care about his entanglement, and said to herself:

"You know what? I was so happy when your dad sent someone to talk to the matchmaker, because I have always liked you since I was a child, and I couldn't sleep for several nights at the thought of being your wife.

When I was a child, when my mother took me to your house to play, it was when I was the happiest.

When you practice swords alone in the courtyard, you always look cold, with a straight face, and you don't look very happy, I want to talk to you, but I don't dare to come forward.

But when you are with your friends and family, it seems that there is warmth again, and you like to smile shy and reserved. Every time you take the initiative to talk to me, I am so happy.

You're so handsome, I've always been afraid of what girl you've liked, hehe, I didn't expect you to like someone else after all. ”

Zhao Xinyan's eyes flashed with memories of the past, her big eyes were covered with a soft glow, and the expression on her face was very comfortable and indulgent.

In Murong Bai's impression, there were no good things in his childhood, since he was sensible, his eldest brother and second brother who loved him passed away one after another, and his parents sighed sadly all day long, which made his naturally introverted personality even more introverted and dull.

He doesn't like to remember the past. He loves the way he lives now more than he used to.

Li Junye and Yan Zijin took pity on him for being alone and almost stuffed into a gourd, and deliberately pulled him into the circle to play together. Although his personality is cheerful and warmer, he has not really opened his heart.

Murong Bai felt that the person who brought the biggest change in his personality was Han Qing, his wanton and chic was the way of life he longed for.

His brilliant pleasure and revenge rekindled his cooled blood.

Murong Bai didn't know that he was born cold and cold, or he was stimulated by the emotional stimulation of his second brother's failure, and he was always indifferent to love.

In addition, he was born for the battlefield, a dangerous battlefield, which can kill people at any time, and his life is short, so why bother to add a widow in the world.

"Miss Zhao's love is really unbearable, but Rong Baixin has a belonging, I'm really sorry."

Murong Bai couldn't think of a gentler way to refuse, so he could only use Han Qing as a shield again, this should be the best way to break off his feelings.

"Hehe, I see." Zhao Jinyan lowered her head, quietly wiped her tears, and showed a bright and embarrassed smile on her face.

There was a long silence between the two, and the moon was already in the west.

Zhao Jinyan was shivering from the night wind, Murong Bai took off his coat, personally draped it on her, and said with a gentle smile: "Mo is frozen."

Zhao Jinyan thanked her in a low voice.

"What do you plan to do in the future?" Murong Bai said, Zhao Xinyan shook his head and did not answer.

Murong Bai continued: "You are as bright as a flower at this age, there must be many good sons, come to ask for marriage, don't waste your years in this hall."

"General Mu is worried, and Zhen Yan will naturally take care of his own affairs." The expression on her face returned to calm, and a smiling smile appeared unfamiliar and reserved, like a quiet lady.

Murong Bai touched his nose in embarrassment, and also noticed that he was talking too much, as if he was too lenient.

The moon sank completely, and the heavens and the earth returned to darkness, and neither of them could see each other, but had a safe distance.

I don't know how long later, Zhao Xinyan called him, Murong Bai opened his confused eyes, and suddenly found that he had fallen asleep unconsciously, and the coat returned to his body.

"The sun is out." The girl excitedly pointed to the sun that was showing her head in the distance, and her pretty face was blooming with joy.

Her low personality is lively again, and last night's frustration is like a faint star disappearing.

Murong Bai looked at it casually, and the dazzling brilliance made him can't help but close his eyes.

But the gorgeous scenery in front of him shocked his spirit and he was reluctant to close his eyes.

The golden crow rises from the horizon with a thousand rays of glow, and the white sea of clouds churning in front of you is rendered into colorful clouds by the glow in the distance, as if you are in a fairyland, and the beauty is suffocating.

Murong Bai looked at them for a long time, heard the girl's crisp voice in his ears, and said soothingly: "This is the most precious scenery in my life, and I will give it to you now."

Murong Bai turned her head to look, her side face was glowing, she drew a beautiful makeup, and even her eyelashes were covered with dazzling brilliance.

She turned her head slowly, a bright smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, opened her white shell-like teeth, and pronounced the sentence, "You are free."

Murong Baixinhu shook violently, rippling a subtle wave, with a sour taste, and when he was asked to look for it, he dived into the heartlake to find it.

The expected ease did not come, and a deeper emotion enveloped him, however, the girl's fair cheeks bathed in the bright sun, with a comfortable comfort, but her face was full of no blame for him.

The person who struggled from beginning to end seemed to be the only one.

"When you're unhappy, throw your sadness into the sunshine so you don't get sad." The girl's eyebrows were crooked, and her big eyes were bright and lively, and she smiled at him with a friendly smile.

Murong Bai learned to do her posture, closed his eyes, raised his cold face, and let his cheeks fall deeper into the warm sun, and his heavy heart seemed to be strangely released and comfortable.

Zhao Xinyan looked at his handsome side face from a distance, his eyes seemed to be obsessed, as if he had regret, his red lips opened lightly, and finally scolded silently: "Fool."

When the sun completely rose above the mountains and rivers, Murong Baicai and Zhao Zhenyan slowly returned to the Taoist temple, but the Taoist hall was empty, and even Jiang Shi disappeared.

Murong Bai's mood finally relaxed, and he couldn't help but regret leaving him alone.

Han Qing took Ye Hehua's body, where did he go?