Green mountains and clear water, fragrant grass and flowers, cooking smoke and hundreds of turns, thousands of miles of people.

It's a big mountain that rises in the morning.

The lush trees are bathed in the bustling light, the geese rise up a hong, the spring gargles half a stone, and the empty valley will sound. Every leaf and grass in the mountains swayed in the morning breeze with a peaceful tranquility.

The morning light looks at the spring green leaves, the stars are sprinkled on a low cliff that climbs with moss, there is a white horse hanging between the cliffs, it is extremely clear, like the light mist in the mountain that has not had time to disperse, it moves in the wind, falls to the ground, gurgles, flows slowly into a stream, is dyed green by the green willows along the coast, the grass in the water, and walks in the spring breeze.

On the edge of the stream, a young man in a green shirt sat on a chair and quietly watched the fish.

The ethereal chirping of birds, the clear passage of mountain streams, fluttering in his ears, and the breeze twisted a few strands of his black hair, curling and dancing, somewhat like the smoke of cooking on the small roof behind him.

The young man's face was delicate and handsome, his eyes were as clear as a clear stream at his feet, the agile posture of the swimming fish, and the fluttering and swaying of the aquatic plants were all reflected in it, but his face was a little pale, as if dyed with a layer of snow.

However, the snow obviously did not affect his mood, his eyebrows were slightly stretched, and a shallow smile was on his face.

In the peaceful world, the boy also looked at Yiqiē peacefully.

Rustle, rustle......

Footsteps came from behind him.

A girl in plain clothes, naked with crystal jade feet, stepped on the condensation all the way before drying, and came with a smiling white face.

"Qianqian, it's time for breakfast. ”

The girl walked to her side, gently wrapped her arms around the boy's neck, and exhaled a ball of heat in her ear.

The young man's snow-white cheeks suddenly reflected a little morning glow, and his body was a little stiff, and he complained slightly: "Don't call it that." ”

The girl giggled: "That's called Lang Jun?"

The boy stopped talking, turned his face to the side, he knew that it was useless to fight, and it would always be himself who compromised.

"It's time for breakfast. The girl saw that the boy did not speak, and did not continue to make fun of the latter. She was also worried about the teenager's serious injuries that had not yet healed.

But when I heard the girl say this, the young man's expression turned even more red than before, just like the morning glow suddenly fell to dusk, the sunset hugged the moon, and the red was intoxicating, and the hands on the chair also clenched the armrests, and there was a posture of looking at death and suddenly going home.

The girl saw the young man's thoughts, and laughed out loud: "I've hugged it several times, what's so embarrassing!"

The young man obviously didn't listen to this, his expression became more and more cramped, and his breathing was a little disordered. After a few days with the girl, he is no longer as blank as he was at the beginning of the things between men and women, although it is still barren, but there are always a few sprouts growing in the corner, nothing else has been learned, machismo is understood first, especially these days by the girl to hug around, like a child, but let him understand extremely thoroughly.

Although he knew that the girl was for his good, and it was useless to resist, the feeling when the girl hugged him still couldn't stand it.

The young man turned his head to look at the girl, the swordsman who had been cold and calm, but there was a faint hint of begging in his eyes at this time, and the girl seemed to have not seen it, chuckled and kissed him on the mouth, touched his head, and said, "Good." Then a princess picked him up.

The young man's face suddenly turned to ashes, as if he had been struck by lightning.

The morning breeze was long, and the girl hugged the boy and walked across the grass to the hut. Under the green shade of willow branches, a wooden chair is still by the stream.

......

Teenagers and girls are naturally Qianyi and Yueshuiyi.

From the ten thousand demons to the north, Qian Yi was seriously injured, and now it has been four days.

Early that morning, when Yue Shuiyi escaped the Ten Thousand Demon Tide and found Qianyi, Qianyi was already dying, if it weren't for the sudden appearance of a middle-aged man, maybe Qianyi really wouldn't have survived.

The middle-aged man was obviously proficient in medical skills, and after discovering that the seriously injured Qianyi and Lazy were lazy, he skillfully bandaged the two to stop bleeding, and took out several pills, crushed them into powder, and swallowed them with water. The lazy injury was not too serious, after the middle-aged man dealt with it, he came to his senses, but Qianyi was still in a coma, and the middle-aged man decocted good medicine, and let Yueshui take it mouth-to-mouth, so that Qianyi was rescued, but it took four days to recover to Qianyi's appearance, which was also shocking.

The identity of the middle-aged man is very mysterious, and he woke up on the second day of the treatment period, and most of the time it was Yueshui who was by his side that sticky girl, and he could occasionally see the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man is dressed simply, dressed in plain clothes, but the texture of the clothes is very good, not like ordinary people can afford to wear, there is always a faint smile on his face, sometimes looking at the north, he will sigh softly, very much like a Confucian who reads poetry and books and worries about the country and the people.

For this gentle benefactor, Qian Yi never asked about the latter's life experience, but one day Yue Shui Yi asked casually, and did not ask for the name of the gentleman, so Qian also learned the name of the middle-aged man - a light rain in the court.

Under the court is the surname, and the light rain is the name.

The name doesn't matter, but the surname of the court, Qian Yi seems to have a slight impression, but maybe the injury is too serious to recall.

The light rain under the court took the two of them south, and came to a big mountain, the mountain is verdant, lush, without any traces of being invaded by the demon tide, there is a small wooden house in the mountain, and they lived here before the light rain in the court.

After Qianyi and Yueshuiyi came, it seemed that in order to leave some space for them, they lived out in the light rain under the court, and he said that there were several wooden houses in the mountains, and it didn't hurt to give them to Qianyi and the two here. Every morning and evening, he would change the dressing for Qianyi and Lazy to see how they were doing.

Qianyi got better one day, Yueshuiyi was so happy that she was jumping around when she walked, and when she saw Qianyi's huge panic at the foot of Yao Mountain, she didn't want to experience it again in her life, it was really hard to describe how much joy Qianyi would bring her every time she said a word and smiled.

Happy, Yue Shuiyi naturally ignored some things, some things that seemed unimportant but very strange.

For example, why was she able to easily avoid the Ten Thousand Demon Tide? For example, why did the middle-aged man appear in Yao Mountain? For example, the Ten Thousand Demon Tide swept in all directions, why was this mountain not destroyed?

After Qian Yi woke up, he quickly thought of it when he heard Yue Shuiyi's nagging of crying and laughing.

He remembered that the demon king had a chance to kill him that day, but he just took away his Tianhong knife, and he suddenly had a guess in his heart-

Ten thousand demons go north, this place is south, it should be the lair of the demon clan, the demon king does not kill himself, and deliberately let go of Yue Shuiyi, probably because the demon king did not really think clearly, but the ten thousand demon tide is not something that the demon king said can be stopped, so he left himself a back road, that is, Qianyi.

However, the light rain in the court rescued himself and took him and Yueshui to the demon clan's lair, Qian Yi guessed that it should not be the demon king's intention, but the identity of the light rain in the court is still difficult to guess.

In the past few days, in addition to these trivial matters, in fact, what has been imprinted the deepest in Qianyi's heart is the girl Yueshuiyi.

Before closing her eyes, Yueshuiyi cried profusely, and after opening her eyes, she still cried into tears.

Even if Qianye was made like a rock by the night, he couldn't help but tremble a little after a few nights of spring rain.

The girl can't cook, because as a bloodeater, although she will think about how to make the most of food, the method is completely different from human cooking, and the bloodeater eats blood all year round, resulting in a very poor taste of ingredients, and basically can't taste the taste. Yue Shui cried and begged the court to teach her in the light rain, at first she often made a noise from the east kitchen, and she often entered in white clothes and went out in black, and it was even more of a mess when she cut vegetables or something, but fortunately, the body of the Blood Devourer Demon was very strong, otherwise the slender white and tender ten fingers would be ruined.

However, the effort was still somewhat rewarding, and most of the vegetables and fruits in the light rain in the court were consumed, and the meal made by the girl was finally edible.

Even if you have difficulty cooking, boiling medicine can sometimes become a problem.

Maybe she was too worried about Qianyi, so she tried her best to boil the medicine, staring at the medicine jar without blinking, sitting in front of the stove, it stands to reason that there will never be a problem with boiling the medicine in this way, indeed, there is no problem with the medicine, but Yueshuiyi's white face turned into coal, and she obviously couldn't realize this, holding the boiled medicine, and feeding it one bite at a time......

Speaking of hey, I have to mention eating.

Qian also insisted that even if she couldn't use chopsticks to eat, she could chew and open her mouth, but Yueshui had a very different view on this point, and she unswervingly asked her to chew it herself, and then feed it mouth-to-mouth.

This kind of thing, even if Qian Yi is dull, he will feel that something is wrong, but before he can say the words of refusal, the tears in the girl's eyes drown him, how can Qian Yi say?

In the hut, the morning light was warm, and the girl's cheerful voice sounded again:

"Ahh......h