Mu Fan walked freely through the sea of clouds, overlooking the green mountains and green waters of the Sword Sect. As he flew higher, the Yihua Pavilion looked smaller, and it didn't take long for it to turn into a small box.

He stood on the sword, his arms outstretched, and felt the light of the clouds.

In the past ten days, he has been cultivating the thirteen swords of Qimen, practicing and practicing, and he has always been hovering in the first change.

There are a total of nine changes in the thirteen swords of Qimen, and every time they break through and change, their control of the sword technique will improve. When he was practicing the sword technique, he also practiced flying by the way.

Today he deliberately reviewed the flight decision, and he was almost ready to use it.

Having mastered the means of flying, he really wanted to cross the mountains and rivers and see San'er, who he hadn't seen for many days. If you want to, let's go.

Yihua Pavilion was quickly left behind by him, pointed his sword forward, and headed towards Yuxia Mountain at full speed.

There are a total of nineteen peaks in the inner gate of the Sword Sect, seven of which are Elder Peaks. The mountain where Ye Feng lives is called Niansu Mountain, and Sang Erbai's master lives in Yuxia Mountain.

The morning light was faint, and the rising sun suddenly jumped out of the sea of clouds, and suddenly half of the sky was dyed red by the morning glow.

Yuxia Mountain is the easternmost part of the inner gate, shrouded by the morning glow. From a distance, it looks like a piece of jade emitting a faint glow.

Mu Fan flew down from the sea of clouds and arrived outside an elegant temple. The main entrance of the temple was not closed, and there was no one to guard it. He called out a few times, "Anyone?" No one cared.

These days, he inquired and learned that Sang'er worshiped Lu Huixin. This Lu Huixin's background is not small, she is the daughter of the current Sword Sect Master, although she is not an elder, but she also lives alone.

Lu Huixin lived in seclusion all day long, as if she practiced swords all day long, and she didn't care about other things. The cultivation realm is quite high, and she is firmly among the masters of the Sword Sect in her fifties, and it is said that she is still an iceberg beauty!

Mu Fan saw that no one agreed, so it was not appropriate to go in rashly, and he planned to come back tomorrow. As he was about to turn to leave, a gentle and beautiful female voice came from behind him.

"Since you're here, come in."

Mu Fan looked back and saw that it was the veiled woman he met at the peak that day. The sense of familiarity in his heart suddenly came out again, making him slightly distracted.

The woman was dressed in white, covered her mouth and smiled: "Don't stand there stupidly, come in." ”

Mu Fan came back to his senses and followed her into the temple.

The interior of the temple is not exquisite, and even somewhat rudimentary. It seems that the people in the Sword Sect like the minimalist style and don't like the ornate decorations.

He stepped into it, looked at the back of the woman in white, and couldn't help asking, "Have we met somewhere?" ”

The woman in white let out a "hmm" and said, "We did meet, have you forgotten?" ”

"When? Where have you seen it? Mu Fan asked eagerly.

"I have a good memory, we met that day when we reached the peak with the test." The woman in white said seriously.

Mu Fan hurriedly said: "I don't mean that time, but whether we have met before that." ”

The woman in white smiled: "I used to live in Beihua, where do you live?" ”

"Higashizawa...... Qizhou, Yuanshun Dart Bureau. ”

"That's it, we're so far apart, how could we've seen each other before."

"I mean as a kid, very little. You may have forgotten. ”

"I'm afraid you're the one who forgot, right? Before going to the Sword Sect, I had never set foot in the territory of Dongze. How can two people who are thousands of miles apart meet? ”

Mu Fan scratched his head, he couldn't remember anything before he was five years old. After the age of five, he has been trapped by nightmares, and he can't tell whether the faint impression of the past is a memory or a psychedelic dream.

The woman in white saw him deep in thought and comforted: "Maybe you were too young at that time, and you might treat me as someone else." ”

Mu Fan smiled ashamedly and said, "I'm really embarrassed, maybe I remembered it wrong." I wasn't sure, I was just trying my luck. ”

The woman in white smiled: "It doesn't matter, by the way, what's your name?" ”

"Uh...... Yan Qing, what about you? Mu Fan was a little upset, he always wanted to tell her his real name. This completely unprovoked sense of trust made him baffled.

The woman in white said, "Yan Qing, it's a good name. My name is Hua Yueqing, and I also have a clear character in my name. ”

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what's the matter here?" Hua Yueqing said again.

"Come to Sang'er, we haven't seen each other for a long time."

Hua Yueqing said: "Then you come with me, she lives in the east side hall, and she should be practicing swords now." ”

Mu Fan still had some doubts in his heart, but Hua Yueqing said it very clearly, they hadn't seen it.

Mu Fan followed her to the east side hall, along the way Mu Fan inquired about her family background from time to time, she told very patiently, without the slightest impatience.

Mu Fan asked and found that they really didn't have the slightest chance of encountering it. After that, both of them deliberately kept their distance and remained silent.

There are still a hundred meters away from the side hall where Sang Er lives, Hua Yueqing pointed to the door and said, "Senior sister is inside, don't see you again, I won't go in to disturb you." ”

As she spoke, she turned around and left, neatly, without the slightest bit of mud and water, not at all like an acquaintance saying goodbye.

Mu Fan thought that he was going to see Sang'er soon, and tried to put this matter behind him. He restrained his breath and quietly burrowed into the side hall. As soon as he climbed into the courtyard, he was gently tapped twice on the shoulder before he could see the layout inside.

His muscles stiffened, and he turned his face to see that it was Sang'er's small and delicate face.

"What did you do? So scared. Sang Er chuckled.

Mu Fan said: "I originally wanted to scare you, but I didn't expect to be scared by you." ”

San'er's hair was disheveled, and she was just washing her hair. The divine sense detected that someone was sneaky, so he hurriedly wiped it twice and ran out. Unexpectedly, it was Mu Fan.

She still had undried droplets of water on her hair. The clothes on my body are thin, so I guess I am afraid that I will get wet when I wash my hair.

Mu Fan picked up her green silk and said, "In the end, everyone is beautiful, and it takes so much effort to wash your hair." ”

"No, Miss Ben also washes her hair alone at home, this kind of trivial matter can't bother me at all."

Sang'er stood still and said, "Okay, you said I can't wash my hair, then I'll give you a ......"

"Chance, right?" Mu Fan preemptively said, "Young Master Ben is the first time to wash someone's hair, you are considered lucky." ”

Mu Fan took Sang'er to the house, let her lie down on the bed, and then put the basin under her head and washed it carefully.

He scratched her scalp seriously but didn't dare to do it hard, and San'er's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking of a kitten that was being tickled.

After washing for a while, Mu Fan said, "Your hair is so oily!" ”

Sang'er: "You...... It's really ruining the atmosphere, and I'm a sign of good hair quality. When my father washed my mother's hair, he always praised my mother like this. You're so ......."

"I haven't finished talking yet, I was about to say this, so that you can get the first shot." Mu Fan said innocently.

Sang'er let out a "poof", laughed, and said, "Looking at your blunt methods, you know that you haven't washed someone's hair." ”

Mu Fan said: "You can even see this, there is something else you don't know. ”

"I don't know much, but I happen to know what you don't know. My mom loves to wash my hair, and she likes the way I have long flowing hair. Every time I wash it, I have to see if my hair has grown. Sang'er said comfortably.

Mu Fan straightened her hair and said, "It's not too long." ”

San'er chuckled: "It's not too long, when I went out, I quietly cut it short." ”

Mu Fan straightened her hair and said regretfully: "Poor hair, how beautiful the long hair is." ”

"It's inconvenient, I don't like it. If it weren't for the fear that my mother would be angry in the future, I would have wanted to cut it shorter again. She rolled over, lay on the bed, her eyes flashed, and said, "Do you like me?" ”

"Of course I do."

"And do you think I'm looking good now?"

"Beautiful, beautiful!"

"That's fine, you like me, but you don't like my hair."

Mu Fan looked at the cunning in her eyes and said, "That's right, even if you cut it short, even if you cut it to shoulder length, or even shave your head, I like it." ”

"It's pretty much the same, the hair used to hang down to the buttocks and annoyed people, but now it's enough to reach the waist." Sang'er looked at the two blurred figures in the water and smiled happily.

Mu Fan nodded and said, "Have you figured out how to explain to your mother?" ”

Sang'er groaned and said, "It's not easy, I said that I encountered danger and had to cut my hair short to escape." ”

"Will your mother believe it?"

"I only need one reason to do it, and she is reluctant to punish me. Besides, it's just a haircut, what's the big deal. ”

Mu Fan rubbed her hair, a little envious in his heart. He has never seen his mother since he can remember, and the closest person is his grandfather.

Sang Er wanted to shake her head vigorously and splash Mu Fan's body. But seeing that he looked a little lonely, he asked with concern: "What's the matter, do you remember anything sad?" ”

Mu Fan hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I'm just too happy." ”

Sang Er pinched Mu Fan's frowning brows and said, "Fade away, don't bother Brother Qing." ”

Mu Fan handed over the towel and said with a smile: "Don't make trouble, hurry up and dry your hair, don't catch a cold." ”

Sang'er saw that Mu Fan was no longer so sad, took the towel, and imitated the tone of singing: "Yes, my lord......"

On the roof, the flower moon closed the tiles. Everything that happened in the house fell into her eyes, her eyes were full of chagrin, but also full of helplessness.

She got up and left, stepped on the flying sword, and flew into the air. She in white seems to be one with the clouds and mist, like a fairy in the sky and an occasional mortal. The wind blew off the white veil on her face, and also took away two lines of tears by the way.

She didn't know that she pretended not to know Mu Fan at first, and then secretly went to the house to reveal the tiles, peeped into people's privacy, and finally the sword flew into the clouds and cried sadly, all in Lu Huixin's eyes.

Lu Hui knew that Hua Yueqing must have concealed something, but she didn't find out about it, let alone ask what Hua Yueqing was hiding. She just thought about it, turned around and went back to her room, and practiced her swordsmanship......