Rong Hua couldn't hear the latter words at all, he only felt that his brain was buzzing, as if there was an extremely harsh and noisy voice screaming in his ears, causing a burst of tinnitus in his ears.

He looked at Shen Yue quietly as if he had lost his mind, a smell of blood gushed out of his throat, and he wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

I don't know how long it took, the expressionless man showed a self-deprecating sneer, he tore Shen Yue's hand away, slowly stood up, didn't look at Shen Yue again, and left without looking back.

——

After a day of hangover, Shen Yue woke up slowly, her brain was still a little dizzy, she frowned and rubbed her eyebrow bones.

[Do you remember what happened yesterday?] ]

Shen Yue didn't remember anything, and subconsciously asked: [What happened.] ]

System: [Huh.] ]

Shen Yue: [??? ]

System: [Save yourself.] ]

Leaving this sentence, the system went offline, and no matter how Shen Yue poked the system, she ignored her.

Shen Yue also had a little temper, and felt that the temper of the system was getting bigger and bigger, which was too much!

Secretly poked and poked the dog who scolded the system in her heart, Shen Yue was comfortable, she looked at the environment around her, and found that this was her dormitory.

She only knew that she was greedy for a cup, and then she was smoky and floating, and she didn't remember anything.

Shen Yue thought about it, and was still ready to see how the relationship between his little apprentice and the female protagonist had happened, after all, the male protagonist had appeared, and the plot had begun to unfold.

She seemed to use her spiritual power to perceive Rong Hua's position at the moment, and then walked towards the bamboo forest.

The snowflakes are blooming one by one, like falling flowers, like a dream.

Before he got closer, Shen Yue's super good hearing heard the crisp smile like a bell not far away.

Joyful, innocent, energetic.

It is incompatible with this cold and quiet zinc Qing Palace.

Zinc Qing Hall is very large, but at the same time it looks very lonely, Yin Jing doesn't like to be alone, she is like a young bird, she only knows Rong Hua here, and she is only willing to follow Rong Hua all the time.

Rong Hua practiced swords on the side, and she played with those birds next to her, often playing alone and having fun.

But soon her smile slowly disappeared, and she turned to look at the man who was practicing the sword, she could feel that the man looked unhappy, although his expression was very small, but Yin Jing still clearly noticed it.

She looked stunned, and as soon as she looked away, she saw a white figure.

The eyebrows and eyes are clear, like the still water in the distant mountains, and there is no trace of emotional fluctuations in them.

The snowflakes slowly fell, floating on the shoulders of Shen Yue's white shirt, merging into one.

She muttered, "Immortal Master......"

The tips of the man's ears, who had been practicing the sword, moved, his heart couldn't calm down, and the sword style was also messed up, so he could only be forced to withdraw the sword, his palm was scratched, and blood came out all of a sudden, dripping from his fingertips and smashing on the snow.

Yin Jing exclaimed, "Ah Hua, your hand is injured." ”

After speaking, he immediately came to the man's side, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and bandaged it with a distressed face.

Shen Yue immediately walked over when he heard that Rong Hua was injured, smelled a faint smell of blood, and couldn't help but worry, "Show it to the teacher." ”

After saying that, she wanted to hold the man's hand to help him heal, but she had just touched the back of the man's hand, and the man quickly reached back.

Shen Yue's hand was still in mid-air, and he shrank his fingertips in confusion.

She seemed puzzled: "Rong Hua? ”

Lowering his eyelashes without emotion, Rong Hua's face was cold, and he only replied indifferently: "A small injury." ”

He obediently asked Yin Jing to bandage his wounds, but he didn't want her to touch them.

Shen Yue obviously felt that Rong Hua's changed attitude towards her was cold and respectful, as well as undisguised indifference, with a little disgust, which made Shen Yue feel overwhelmed.

Shen Yue pursed her lips puzzled, she stood quietly in a snow-white, the bamboo was erect, lush, swaying with the wind, the bamboo shadow was swaying, and the sassy sound was like music.

She is blindfolded with a white cloth, the moon is shining, and her eyebrows and eyes are clear, but she looks a little ethereal.

The breeze was light, the three thousand green silk fluttered slightly, her frosty and snowy face contrasted with the snow white, and she couldn't tell who was the whitest, but the gorgeous and cold lip color like a begonia was thrilling.

The white jade-like fingers finally drooped down.

Yin Jing helped Rong Hua bandage it, and when she looked up, she felt an inexplicably embarrassing atmosphere.

Looking at the white-clothed immortal, Yin Jing didn't know why, but she saw the helplessness in her expression.

Yin Jing felt that there was something wrong with her eyes, how could the immortal master show a helpless expression?

She looked at the cold eyebrows of the white-clothed immortal, and subconsciously said comforting words: "Immortal Master, don't worry, the wound on Ah Hua's hand is not deep. ”

Hearing her say this, Shen Yue lowered her head in Yin Jing's direction and said lightly, "It's okay to have nothing to do." ”

After saying this, Shen Yue didn't seem to want to stay here longer, and turned around and wanted to leave.

"Where are you going?" Rong Hua raised his eyes to look at the white-clothed immortal who was about to leave, his face was extremely cold, and he seemed to be sarcastic: "Isn't this your palace?" Where else do you want to go? ”

Shen Yue was stunned, she didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, although she couldn't see Rong Hua's expression, she could feel his alienation and indifference to her from his words.

She wanted to ...... Rong Hua should be disgusted with her and don't want to stay with her.

I'm afraid I don't want to touch him, otherwise Shen Yue just touched the back of his hand just now, and his reaction would be so big.

Rong Hua shouldn't want to see her.

So she hid far away, shouldn't it be in line with Rong Hua's intentions?

Although he felt doubtful in his heart, Shen Yue did not show it.

There was a suffocating silence for a moment.

Shen Yue couldn't see it, and vaguely felt the man's gaze like a cold stinging light.

She opened her lips and finally said, "I'll go back to the study." ”

Rong Hua, who was standing in place with Que Hua, silently watched the back of the man leaving, and his seemingly cold and indifferent eyes were gradually shrouded in a gloomy darkness, underneath the danger and cruelty that would explode at any time.

Quehua's sword body still had his blood remaining, and Rong Hua lowered his eyes and wiped the blood stains on it with his sleeve.

Seeing this, Yin Jing hurriedly stopped, "Don't wipe it with your sleeve, I still have a handkerchief here......"

She knew that Rong Hua was very precious about this sword, and she would wipe it five or six times almost every day, as if she was not allowed to leave a grain of dust on it, and as she spoke, she took out a clean handkerchief and wanted to help wipe it, but she was reflexively slapped away by Rong Hua.

"Smack-"

The crisp sound stunned both of them.

The back of Yin Jing's hand was still hot and painful, and she looked at the man aggrievedly.