The night was so quiet.

The bustle in the distance was blurred into the background by the sound of the wind, and on the mountain, wild birds hid in the dense forest, making low dreams.

When there is no moon, the sky is full of stars. The girl's shoulders were thin and weak, as if she was chilled by the cool breeze of the night, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, but looking at the other party's gaze was firm, she repeated again: "Gu Baiying, I like you." ”

The girl's confession is shy and warm, direct and bold, like an oath and an affirmation, clearly showing her courage and heart.

Her face was like a flower blooming in early spring, delicate as fat, pink and greasy, but out of place, another face suddenly appeared in Gu Baiying's mind.

That face is not as flawless as the face in front of her, she is more like a tall tree than a fresh flower, proud of the wind and snow, full of vitality. Not beautiful enough, not charming enough, but living in a variety of postures, verdant.

"Did you hear me?" Pu Zhu was a little annoyed: "Gu Baiying, I said I like you!" ”

He lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the person in front of him, and said calmly, "I heard it." ”

"Do you have nothing to say to me?" The circles under the eyes are slightly red.

The girl who grew up being pampered has never been treated so rudely, let alone given away with a heart like this, but she can't get half of it.

"I have someone I like." The boy replied ruthlessly.

"I know."

She naturally knew that just now on the Doro Stage, that simple question, which could not be answered, did not answer, but it was more heartbreaking than answering.

Everyone knows the answer.

"Who is she?" The little girl approached unwillingly, vowing to find clues from his expression, "Is she from your sect?" ”

The boy was silent.

That person, that person would never ask such aggressive questions, of course, she was always very cunning, and sometimes he would rather ask the other person about himself, but she didn't, maybe because she didn't care.

She was obviously annoying, obviously always making him angry, but she didn't even know she was angry. In the end, it was he who persuaded himself, coaxed himself, and ran to Dorotai again, for fear that she would fall in love with someone else again, and become one of the countless lovers.

Jin Fei said: "Our babies have also reached the age of being trapped by love." ”

He was indeed trapped by love.

For a person who doesn't like himself, he suffers from gains and losses, and can't sleep.

It's also a nuisance.

Pu Zhu's eyes were red, and she was about to cry, but every word was stubborn, she said: "Since the people in your sect don't know about this, and you refuse to say it, it can be seen that you are not together." That being the case, I always have a chance. She clenched her fists: "My aunt had a marriage contract with Shaoyang Zhenren at the beginning, and they didn't get together in the end, not to mention that you are nothing now, I want to pester you, one day, you will like me too...... You'll always be mine! ”

The little junior sister of the Xiangling faction is a stubborn temper, and the nine cows can't pull it back. One of the things is that it is very different from cultivating immortals, it is not that hard work will be rewarded.

Can't force it, it's wrong.

The evening breeze blows the young man's scarlet headband, lining the night lingering and gentle. And his eyes were bright, and his tone was calm and almost cold.

He said: "I advise you not to waste time on me, I will not like you, let alone you." ”

"But I'm not going to give up!"

"You'd better give up." Gu Baiying said lightly: "Because I have already given up." ”

......

On the Doro stage, the excitement has not diminished by half a minute.

When the fireflies reach the night, they emit a tiny light.

A paper crane staggered and flew in front of Ziluo, Ziluo was stunned, the paper crane opened its mouth, and Li Danshu's voice came out from inside.

"Ziluo, where did I put the bottle and bottle grass I used for alchemy yesterday? The disciples in the hall have been looking around and haven't found it, so come back and help me take a look. The lotus appreciation is left for the new disciples to go to the lively, you don't get tired of watching it many times, so come back quickly! ”

Ziluo: "......"

She stood up and smiled apologetically at everyone: "I'm sorry, I have to go to the Third Uncle's Palace." She looked at the silver spoon, "This spoon is here to stay, you continue." ”

The only purple snail that could still have a rounded atmosphere also followed the paper crane, and there was some silence on the table in an instant.

Tian Fangfang asked tentatively: "Everyone, ...... Do you want to continue? ”

No one answered his words.

This atmosphere is really subtle, and Hairpin Star doesn't dare to talk. On the other hand, Mendong was very disappointed: "How can you say that you will leave." ”

Hairpin Star glanced at him, and now that the people between her and Mendong were gone, she dragged the stool to Mendong's end and approached Mendong.

Mendong stared at her vigilantly: "What do you want to do?" ”

"There's one thing I'm curious about."

"What's the matter?"

"Dongdong, when we were in Wufan City, you ...... Do you like Damselfly? ”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the people around him suddenly looked at Mendong.

Mendong never expected that Hairpin Xing would ask this, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face quickly turned red, and he said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”

"At that time, I saw that you took good care of her, and your words were very considerate and gentle, I thought you liked her." Hairpin was strange: "No?" ”

"Of course not! I am...... I'm just normal to care! Mendong, who has always been sharp-toothed, stammered: "Don't talk nonsense!" ”

The hairpin let out a long "oh" and looked at him narrowly.

Mendong turned his head away, clenched his fists and tried to argue: "A person who cultivates immortals has the heart to help the world, I think she is pitiful, you don't want to think about everything in that direction!" You should listen to Master's "Pure Heart Mantra" more! And......" he paused, his voice suddenly lowered, "she's dead." ”

Xu Douniang is dead.

Long before they entered Wufan City, she had died in the desert illusion. Regardless of whether Mendong has a special care and concern for Dou Niang because of his same background, Dou Niang is already dead.

This is the cruelty of fate.

Fate will not be extra merciful and gentle to anyone just because he is miserable. It's cruel and unjust.

Tian Fangfang was silent, picked up the floating dream wine in front of her and poured a big bowl.

Xu Douniang grew up with him in Xujia Village, and those most difficult years, swearing by gritting their teeth in the firewood room, and dreaming of development while gnawing on steamed buns, are gone. He had been away from his homeland for so long that the last of his boyhood companions had gradually disappeared into the desert.

"She's going to die." Meng Ying suddenly spoke.