The two frolicked for a while.

Suddenly, Yun Yingsleeve appeared in front of Zhu Chengjun like a ghost.

"Is your purpose really that simple?" Yun Ying's sleeves turned into slender hands, and pinched the back of Zhu Chengjun's neck and tortured.

The purpose of our old Zhu?

Is it to accumulate merit for herself in the next life to be reincarnated into a rich and noble family, or can the son born with her be healthy?

Choosing one of the two will also make a mistake, isn't it embarrassing for us.

"It's that simple." Zhu Chengjun shrunk his neck and looked at Yun Yingsleeve sagely.

Yun Yingsleeve saw that Zhu Chengjun's eyes were very strange when he looked at him, and he was restrained by others and took advantage of his tongue.

"You have the guts to tease Aunt Ben." Yun Yingsleeve greeted Zhu Chengjun's ear with a cordial greeting, but he still felt uneasy, raised his embroidered leg lightly, and kicked Zhu Chengjun half a foot away.

The female goblin's foot is not light, Zhu Chengjun touched the pain, and the cool air penetrated through the teeth.

"Poof......" Seeing Zhu Chengjun's funny appearance at the moment, Yun Yingsleeve almost couldn't help laughing.

Enough trouble, and fighting.

Zhu Chengjun walked slowly towards Yun Yingsleeve, serious, without the frivolity of talent.

"Get down to business." Yun Yingsleeve stepped on the moon, which time was not with a purpose.

Yun Yingsleeve turned around and landed on the bench, her embroidered legs were cocked, and she poured three taels of wine by herself, her slender hands were raised, her pink neck was lightly raised, and the wine fell into her throat like a rain line.

Children of the rivers and lakes, which is not a big bowl of drinking, how can you have fun with three coins and a small cup.

"What, you want to pour me wine?" Yun Yingsleeve saw that Zhu Chengjun's hand holding the wine pot seemed to be about to be broken.

Zhu Chengjun noticed that Yun Ying's sleeves and eyebrows were slightly worried, this goblin also learned from the boudoir girl to be sad and hateful to the rain?

"Do you have something on your mind?" Zhu Chengjun sat down on her right side and raised his hand to pour himself a small glass of wine.

The moonlight is hazy and the evening breeze is amorous.

Yun Yingsleeve lightly supported her chin with one hand, her beautiful eyes seemed to be misty, her red lips opened lightly, and she said leisurely: "When do you plan to go to Jinling?" ”

Zhu Chengjun put down the wine glass in his hand and exhaled lightly, "Let's wait for the situation to be more stable." ”

"I want to ...... It shouldn't be long. Saying that, Yun Yingsleeve had to think about herself.

Yun Yingsleeve seemed to want to use wine to drown her sorrows, Zhu Chengjun pressed down her wrist, "I have something in my heart, and drinking hurts my body." ”

Listening to Zhu Chengjun's bland words of concern, Yun Yingsleeve suddenly felt a warm flow in her heart.

Yun Yingsleeve gently pulled away the wrist held by Zhu Chengjun, glanced left and right unconsciously, and said softly: "I did what I promised you." Immediately, Yun Yingsleeve's eyelids drooped slightly, "However, I can't protect you in the future." ”

"The Four Great Sword Swordsmen sent by the White Lotus Sect to monitor me are almost here." Zhu Chengjun vaguely guessed that the top leaders of the White Lotus Sect were going to arrange other tasks for Yun Yingsleeve, and then asked, "The person in charge of liaising with me has also changed?" ”

"Although I am no longer in charge of monitoring you, it is up to me to raise funds for the White Lotus Sect." Yun Yingsleeve turned to ask, "What is your intention in establishing the Yixin Sect?" ”

Zhu Chengjun knew that with the combat effectiveness of those disciples of the Yixin Sect, it was not enough to participate in the disputes in the rivers and lakes. Shaking his head, he said bitterly: "I never planned to set foot in the Jianghu martial arts, and I don't have that ability." ”

"So very good, rivers and lakes, martial arts...... Ho ho ...... It's better to stay away from some as well. ”

From Yun Yingsleeve's words, Zhu Chengjun showed a trace of helplessness and boredom.

"What's next for you? It is not a long-term solution to be at the mercy of the White Lotus Sect for a lifetime, you haven't thought about it......" Zhu Chengjun glanced around vigilantly, lest the partition wall have ears.

"Rest assured, no one is watching." Yun Yingsleeve saw Zhu Chengjun's worry, "Are you instigating me to apostasy?" ”

The White Lotus Sect is powerful, and it is open to apostasy, and the end can be imagined, and there is absolutely no place to be buried.

"Since you can't get rid of it, why not try to control it." Zhu Chengjun knew that his current situation was not much different from Yun Yingsleeve, and if the White Lotus Sect could be mastered by her, it might not be a good thing for him.

"Hee-hee...... My brother is so ambitious. After Yun Yingsleeve smiled, she sighed deeply: "My ability is limited, and this life may be like that." ”

Zhu Chengjun saw that Yun Yingsleeve had the meaning of resignation.

"You...... Bow to fate? This is not the kind of you I know. ”

Hearing this, Yun Ying's round fragrant shoulders couldn't help but tremble.

"My fate and yours have long been linked, do you want me to let a weak scholar fight alone?" People with unique skills give up in the face of fate, and what should they fight for as an ordinary person.

At this time, the evening breeze rises and the weak candle flame flutters in the wind.

The situation is stronger than people, and even if an individual has an unyielding will to resist, no matter how hard he or she tries without a strong force to support him, it will be in vain. Where to go in the future, Yun Yingsleeve and Zhu Chengjun both felt unprecedentedly confused.

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps behind them pulled the silent duo back to reality.

Yun Yingsleeve looked at it fixedly, and saw that it was Zhu Chengjun's sworn brother, so she let down her vigilance.

Xu Xiao walked in with a sword box and said, "Big brother, this is the sword you asked the craftsman to cast." ”

"Put it down." Zhu Chengjun nodded, and then instructed Xu Xiao: "I still have something to deal with, I won't go back tonight, you go home and report it." ”

After Xu Xiao left, Yun Yingsleeve moved her body and sat on the same bench as Zhu Chengjun, and asked, "This righteous brother of yours has a good job of practicing horizontally, I don't know who he is trained from?" ”

Zhu Chengjun knew that with Xu Xiao's three moves and two styles, he couldn't get into Yun Yingsleeve's magic eye at all. Yun Yingsleeve asked such a question, but she had nothing to say, and Zhu Chengjun found that it was rare for him to have a cold conversation with her for the first time.

Yun Yingsleeve saw Zhu Chengjun staring at the sword box in a daze, and said, "You don't know martial arts, what do you want a sword for." ”

"If you have a sword in your hand, even if you don't know how to use a sword, you can be a deterrent to the enemy." As he spoke, Zhu Chengjun opened the wooden box where the sword was hidden, and a long sword of three feet and two inches came into view.

Zhu Chengjun picked up the long sword, lightly grasped the hilt and slowly pulled it out.

The sword was unsheathed, and a long, low dragon groan was heard.

"Good sword!" Yun Yingsleeve is a master of using a sword, just by the sound of the dragon and the blue cold light that seems to flow in the night, you can see that this sword is extraordinary.

"...... sonor" Zhu Chengjun swung his sword to cut through the air, and the blade of the sword slashed without a trace of stagnation.

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a bad sword in my hands." Zhu Chengjun casually handed the sword to Yun Yingsleeve.

"Sent me?" The long sword is sharp, and it has a noble atmosphere, and the more Yun Yingsleeve looks, the more he loves it.

Zhu Chengjun turned his back to Yun Yingsleeve and looked up to the moon, and sighed lightly: "If the person holding the sword has lost his fighting spirit, he will not be able to exert the power that a divine soldier should have, and no matter how good the sword is, it will only be broken copper and iron." ”

"Hee...... Is my brother laughing at my sister's heart for losing her heart and becoming a warrior in vain? Yun Yingsleeves swept away the gloomy and melancholy of the previous moment, tilted her head slightly, and returned to her true nature as a demon girl. Yun Ying pointed directly at the sword in his sleeve, his eyes flashed with a ray of sharpness and perseverance, and said: "Don't worry, I haven't given up, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will fight my way out." ”

"That's what I know you." Zhu Chengjun bowed his head.

Yun Ying's sleeves returned the sword into the sheath, and the sharp mangs in her eyes also disappeared, and she looked at Zhu Chengjun with a pair of autumn eyes, and said, "My master will send someone over tomorrow, and it will not be so easy for me to see you in the future." Although I am still responsible for raising the funds of the White Lotus Sect, I still bother you to do something about the accounts of the transaction with me, so that no one can see the clues. ”

Zhu Chengjun quipped: "Dare to love that every time you don't report the money you stole from me, you don't know if you deceive the teacher, aren't you afraid of being expelled from the door wall after the East Window incident?" ”

Yun Yingsleeve wrinkled Qiong's nose and snorted lightly: "Have you ever planned for myself when I have never planned for myself?" ”

"That's very good." Knowing that he was not fighting alone, Zhu Chengjun was in a good mood.

Yun Yingsleeve slowly approached and asked solemnly: "Stand on the same front with me, you don't regret it?" ”

Zhu Chengjun shook his head and said, "You are my only ally, even if you are betrayed, you can only blame me for not knowing people with my eyes." He met Yun Yingsleeve's gaze and said, "What is your mission this time?" How do I need to cooperate? "The task that can make Yun Yingsleeve, who has unique skills, feel at a loss, must be difficult.

"Thank you, I really need your cooperation, this matter ...... I can't do it alone. Yun Yingsleeve's eyes flickered, and he suddenly waved his sleeves. Zhu Chengjun smelled a strange smell, and the whole person lost consciousness in the next breath.

Yun Yingsleeve supported Zhu Chengjun's swaying body and let him lean on his shoulder, gently raised his slender hand and affectionately stroked Zhu Chengjun's still slightly immature but resolute face, and smiled charmingly: "In the end, it was cheaper for you." ”

Coming to the room, Yun Yingsleeve glanced at the young man who was immersed in the dream, and when he thought of what he was going to do next, Yun Yingsleeve's white hibiscus cheeks were like cherry blossoms, and it was incomprehensible.

Yun Ying Sleeve Lotus moved closer to the bed step by step, glanced at the humble bedroom, and felt a little worthless and disappointed at the thought of handing over the innocence that she had guarded for more than 20 years in such an environment.

With a leisurely sigh, Yun Yingsleeve reached out to his waist, gently untied the embroidered knot of the clothes, and the coat as thin as the wings of a cicada suddenly fell off like a lily petal. It seemed that it had taken a long time for Yun Yingsleeve to untie his clothes, and the perfect masterpiece of the Creator's meticulous carving had finally faded from that mysterious cloak.

The candlelight in the room was dimly yellow, and Yun Ying's sleeves couldn't bear the bright lamp, and the lotus arm waved lightly, the light flickered slightly, and the next moment, the lights in the room were all dark. Suddenly, soft light clouds drifted by, obscuring the bright moonlight.

In a trance, Zhu Chengjun seemed to smell an intoxicating fragrance in the dream.

The next day, the morning glowed faintly.

Zhu Chengjun slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and between his breaths, the repeated fragrance in the dream still rushed straight to the tip of his nose, although it was much lighter, it still lingered in the room and could be heard clearly, as if reminding himself that all this was not a dream.

How did he fall asleep last night, and that night of long dreams, Zhu Chengjun found that he couldn't remember it at all.

If you don't wake up from a long dream, most of them will not leave a trace, and you will not be able to recall.

Zhu Chengjun sighed lightly, the dream is a good dream, and if you do a few more of the same in the future, the memory in the dream will naturally be recalled, so why bother to recall the ethereal dream.