"Midnight, midnight, midnight, don't ignore me. Deng Aowen continued to entangle, "I said, just one game, what are you afraid of, when the time comes, there will be the elders above who will come down to inspect, if you perform well, maybe you will go directly up to the mountainside!" The more Deng Aowen spoke, the more excited he became, and his mouth was like a machine gun, and his face was full of saliva.

Yan Moye wiped his saliva with a black line and continued to walk forward. Just now they went to the disciple competition above the platform and asked, as long as they sign up, they must participate, and they can't shirk it, which made Yan Moye almost discount Deng Aowen on the spot, what he wanted to avoid the most was those elders, for fear that the elder would recognize him, and he didn't even want to participate in such a Qingyun faction, no matter what you decide, what is the soft green, what is the matter with me as a passerby, the whole opportunity was broken by the chatter around me.

"Hey, wait, midnight!" Deng Aowen suddenly shouted, Yan Moye raised his head and looked over, a group of people in light green clothes and white jade crowns came down from the mountainside, "These people are all inner disciples on the mountainside. Deng Aowen said in a low voice, and quietly pulled Yan Moye aside, "They have a big temper, don't mess with them." As he spoke, he pulled Yan Moye and walked back.

"Hey. Yan Moye suddenly felt that there was danger behind him, and hurriedly pulled Deng Aowen to the side, and with a few swishing sounds, three flying knives with silver light appeared where the two of them were standing, "Huh? actually dodged?" Yan Moye looked up, a thin man was looking at him with a smile, if it weren't for the fact that he was still holding two flying knives in his hand, he would almost not be able to believe that it was him who had just thrown out the flying knives.

"I said, do you see that we can't kneel down and knock or something? We are inner disciples, you are only worthy of miscellaneous ants. The man played with the throwing knives in his hand and looked at them with disgust as if he were garbage. Yan Moye then remembered who this person in front of him was, when they went to the disciple competition platform just now, the people who had been staring at them next door were these inner disciples in front of them.

"Senior Brother Qian, that's enough. A voice came from the crowd, and then the crowd parted on both sides, and a young woman with a graceful body and skin that was better than snow walked out, she stared at a pair of black eyes, raised her slender eyebrows slightly, and said, "The master asked us to go down the mountain just to buy something, why did you stir up trouble again." The voice was tactful and crisp, and the disciples on the side looked very intoxicated.

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister Wen is right. The man surnamed Qian nodded and bowed, very respectful, but when he turned his head to see Yan Moye, he was very disdainful, ", don't dirty the eyes of our beautiful senior sister!"

Yan Moye was about to have a seizure, and the woman surnamed Wen on the side said clearly, "How can you talk to others like this!" Saying that, the woman quickly stepped forward, took out a handkerchief to wipe the mud on Yan Moye's face, and said softly: "Little sister is fine, Qian Pei just wants to show off his position, what is your name, my name is Wen Jing."

Deng Aowen on the side was about to make a sound with a snicker, his slightly chubby body shook slightly, Qian Pei, who was watching from the side, was already unhappy, and when he saw Deng Aowen snickering, he couldn't help but scold angrily: "What are you laughing at, a dead fat man, an ant is embarrassed to let our beautiful Senior Sister Wen dirty her hands!"

Yan Moye, who had endured it for a long time, couldn't help but feel annoyed, turned over and punched Qian Pei in the face. This poor Qian Pei didn't even react, it should be said that he never thought that the "girl" who looked "weak" on the ground would jump so far to hit him. In the blink of an eye, Brother Qian Ren was pushed to the ground and beaten desperately, and the disciples on both sides were also dumbfounded, this girl is so strong?

"I'll go to your ancestors' ants, I'll go to your ancestors' girls, Lao Tzu is a man! Wen Jing unconsciously pinched the handkerchief that had just wiped Yan Mo's night face.

"Hahahahahaha Deng Aowen was the first to react, laughing and rolling desperately on the ground, "I'm hahahahahaha In the end, he laughed incoherently, almost out of breath, and coughed desperately.

"You get out of the way for me, go back and find someone to help!" Yan Moye got up and kicked Deng Aowen away.

"Wow, you're a muddy boy, you actually pretend to be a girl and want to contact our Senior Sister Wen!" That Qian Pei disciple also turned over and scolded: "Sissy, you dare to beat me, right? A group of inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect rushed up.

"Who wants to beat our outer disciples! Suddenly, some of the outer disciples surrounding nearby shouted, and all the disciples came to their senses, anyway, there were many of them, and they were crushed to death. Over the years, the contradiction between the inner disciples and the outer disciples has become bigger and bigger, and this time I found an opportunity to vent, why not go on, and as I spoke, I rushed up, punching and kicking and waiting.

"Brother Qian, let's go!" An inner disciple saw that the situation was not right, and grabbed Qian Pei. "If you don't leave, you'll be beaten!" As he spoke, he dragged Qian Pei back.

"Me!" Qian Pei is also a person who understands current affairs, and he couldn't help but be startled when he saw this scene now, but when he saw Wen Jing still in place, he felt that he was not a man when he left, and he shook off the inner disciple and said very righteously: "You go! I'll help you hold it off!" The disciple looked at Qian Pei and muttered in his heart, just watching the goddess not leave and not leaving herself. So he ran away with the others.

"Senior sister, you go quickly, I'll stop these ants!" Qian Pei looked at the gradually surging crowd with a resolute face, and he felt very handsome, but in fact, his legs were already a little weak, and his calves were shaking desperately. "Senior sister?" Qian Pei felt that something was wrong, and when he looked back, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Yan Moye and Wen Jing were sitting on small chairs that they didn't know where they came from, gnawing on melon seeds. "Alas, alas, junior brother, are you playing tricks, how can you make so many melon seeds at once!" Wen Jing asked in surprise, eating melon seeds with a click in her mouth.

"Well, I can't say that. Yan Moye blinked his eyes slyly, in the jade pendant, Yan Xing couldn't help crying and laughing when he looked at the lack of a large layer in the pile of melon seeds in front of him, this baby flirting sister, you can also take something better, as long as I am aura enough, it doesn't matter if I conjure up the delicacies of the mountains and seas, why do you start with an old man like me.

"Senior Sister Wen!" Qian Pei wailed, turned his head to look, and the dense outer disciples looked at him with a wicked smile, "My life is over!" After finishing speaking, Qian Pei fell into a sea of people. In the crowd, a man in Tsing Yi looked over with a smile. "Huh?" Yan Moye noticed the man, so familiar. The man smiled, turned and left.

Yan Moye also came back to his senses, "Let's go, let's go." He grabbed his gentle jade hand and ran outside, leaving a stack of Arhat-like people wrestling.

......

By the time Yan Mo returned to the disciple's dormitory at night, it was already dark. "That person, the breath is really familiar......" Yan Mo walked in the corridor at night, constantly recalling the people he had seen, "Impossible, logically speaking, I haven't had much contact with the outer disciples of the Qingyun Sect." Yan Moye pushed open the door, and when Deng Aowen, who was on his bed, saw him coming back, he immediately put down the apple in his hand, squeezed his eyes, and asked, "How is it, what is the relationship between you and Senior Sister now?"

"Huh?" Yan Moye was stunned, "What's the matter?"

This returned to Deng Aowen dumbfounded, "Isn't it, what have you been doing for so long?"

"Ah, senior sister asked me to accompany her to go shopping, that's all. ”

"What else?"

"Let me go and play on their mountain, I didn't. ”

“...... Brother, you are destined to be alone. ”

"Huh?"

The next day, Yan Mo went to the door every night to repair items. Just as our outer disciples were not human, Yan Moye muttered weakly and walked out of a store.

"Hey, junior brother,!" a cheerful voice sounded behind him, and Yan Moye turned his head to see that it was Wen Jing. "I didn't expect to be able to meet again!" Wen Jing stepped forward with a smile, hugged Yan Moye's hand, and suddenly a faint orchid-like body fragrance came to her nose, but Wen Jing didn't have the slightest scruples, and hugged Yan Moye with a big grin and walked forward, "Let's go, senior sister will take you shopping!"

Yan Moye was a little embarrassed, and was dragged by Wen Jing towards the street. Suddenly, a familiar call rang out. A little familiar, Yan Moye raised his eyebrows, looked for the sound, and in the middle of the street, a bunch of familiar people appeared. Yan Moye remembered Qian Pei last time, and when he looked closer, under the crotch of a certain brother, a swollen face suddenly appeared. "Hey, isn't this Senior Brother Qian?" Wen Jing recognized it, grinning and pointing to Qian Pei who was pressed down on the ground.

Suddenly, a flying knife flung out of Qian Pei's unpressed hand. "Be careful!" Yan Moye grabbed Wen Jing and hurriedly stepped back. With a "bell", a whip accurately knocked the flying knife out.

"Brother, it's okay. A young man in Tsing Yi walked out of the crowd around the stack of arhats, and threw out a whip and hit Qian Pei who was pressed to the ground, and suddenly a scream like killing a pig sounded. "Hiss" Yan Moye and Wen Jing couldn't help but gasp.

"Huh?" Wen Jing suddenly thought of something, pointed at the man in Tsing Yi, and said in surprise: "You are the one who made a fuss last time!" Yan Moye recalled that this person's voice was indeed like the person who scolded last time.

The man smiled lightly, "I didn't expect you to be so clever, and you want to get me." ”

"It's really you, thanks to you that time, otherwise these people wouldn't dare touch this underwhelmed guy. Yan Moye smiled slightly, and suddenly found that the man in front of him was the one who smiled at them last time, with a little familiarity, as if he had seen it before.

"Hahahaha, it's nothing, we outer disciples have long looked down on the arrogance of these inner disciples, fortunately, this person next to you is not that kind of person," said the evil squint and looked at Wen Jing. This man...... Yan Moye became more and more sure that this person might know, it seemed that he knew the person in front of him, impossible, I had never been to Qingyun Mountain, Yan Moye frowned, and arched his hand, "Haven't you asked Brother Tai to call it that?"

The man tilted his head, looked at Yan Moye strangely, smiled slightly, and said, "The contemptible person's surname is Wu, and his name is Chuan Rui," and then smiled mysteriously and whispered, "The word is one." ”

"What a strange word. Wen Jing stuck out her tongue and said mischievously: "Just call you a child!"

"One ...... Xiao Yi," Yan Moye suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but take two steps back, "You! you are!" Wu Chuanrui's fingers seemed to shake inadvertently a few times, Yan Moye's eyes flickered, and he didn't say anything anymore.

Wen Jing looked at the two people in front of her strangely, "Huh, hey?

......

At night, the shops in Qingmei Town gradually put away the things in front of their homes and prepared to make proofs. In the Moon Spirit Pavilion on the Green Lake, two figures rushed over from different directions and landed on the top of the pavilion at the same time. "Long time no see, one or eleven. Right. One of them smiled when he fell, it was Yan Moye.

The man on the other side lay down lazily, took out a small pot of wine from his waist, and threw it away, "It's been a long time since we've drunk together, boss." "Yao Yi is Yan Moye's right-hand man in the previous life-11.

"I really didn't expect your product to have the previous number. Yan Mo took a sip of wine at night, his throat was hot, but his heart was very warm.

"This is the nickname you gave me back then, what a thing, they laughed at it for a few months when I was sledgehammered, okay? Yao Yi was a little angry, and looked at Yan Moye angrily.

Yan Moye was stunned, took another sip of wine, and said softly: "Sixteen years, our brothers have been separated for sixteen years, and I don't know if they are also in this world." ”

Yao Yi sighed, "They should also be in this world, I hope that one day we can really meet again and revive the world." As he spoke, he took the wine bag from Yan Moye's hand and drank it all.

"Hey, hey, why haven't you changed, I'm going to leave a mouthful. ”

"Ah, sorry boss, I forgot ...... again"

I didn't get drunk or slept this night......