"The ice is really beautiful."

Si Xueyi, who was sent to catch fish, looked at the countless petals inlaid in the ice, and said with feeling.

The vast ice layer on this Shuangxin Lake seems to freeze the whole spring in a breath, and at the moment when the flowers wither, this gorgeous and unparalleled spring color is condensed into eternity.

Si Xueyi couldn't bear to destroy this perfect ice surface for a while.

Whew!

He glided on the ice, and soon came to a stop where his hearts crossed.

Looking up, under the streamer marigold, in the vast white snow, Feng Yueyu and the three of them gathered around Bai Lixuan and laughed and chattered.

"Grandpa is very popular......"

Si Xueyi watched this scene from afar, and a smile appeared on her handsome face, this is really good.

Due to the sensitive identity of the sword spirit, Bai Lixuan could only talk to Si Xueyi on weekdays, and could not appear in front of others.

There aren't many opportunities to chat with people at all, and you don't even think about chatting without scruples like you do now.

Although Si Xueyi has always said that his grandfather has a golden finger, deep down he has always regarded the Moonlight Sword Saint as a true friend.

The last white moonlight of the Heavenly Desolate City, nine hundred years ago, could compete with the emperor, one person, one sword, one city, who doesn't like such a moonlight sword saint?

"You didn't speak ill of me, did you?"

Si Xueyi looked at it from a distance, and several people chatted, and looked at him from time to time, and suddenly felt bad.

"With Duanmu Xi here, she will definitely speak ill of me, this girl is ghostly."

Si Xueyi laughed, withdrew his gaze, and set his gaze on the ice.

He poured the true element into his fingertips, then drew a circle against the surface of the ice, and soon the ice cave was completed.

He has a natural affinity with the aquarists, and he doesn't need any bait to jump out of the water one after another.

"You're welcome!"

Si Xueyi smiled, only selected five, and put the rest of the fish back.

After taking out the fish basket from the storage bag and filling the fish, Si Xue's clothes were as light as a swallow, and after a few ups and downs, he found some wood in the island.

By the time he returned to the Streamer Marigold Tree, it had only taken half a quarter of an hour.

Duanmuxi and Fu Hongyao were there, but they didn't see Feng Yueyu and Bai Lixuan, Si Xueyi was slightly surprised, but he quickly guessed the reason, most likely to ask Bai Lixuan for some doubts about kendo.

"Hehe, I'll just say that Brother Xueyi is very good at catching fish, and it's delicious when it's baked!"

Fu Hongyao said excitedly.

Si Xueyi smiled in her heart, yes, you girl is really childlike, and the work of grilling fish has been arranged for him again.

"Quick, we haven't talked enough!"

Duanmuxi blinked, and smiled at Si Xueyi, his eyes full of cunning.

"Speak ill of me again, huh?"

Si Xueyi skillfully set up the fire, cleaned up the internal organs of the water fish, and replied with a smile.

Fu Hongyao said: "No, Sister Xi, I have told a lot of Brother Xueyi's past in the college, saying that Brother Xueyi often takes Sister Xi to the Yam Field to steal delicious food, and every time I ask Sister Xi to give you a look." ”

Si Xueyi smiled helplessly, as expected.

Back then, when he was still poisonous, he needed alchemy to suppress the poison, and he was forced to have no choice but to find Duan Muxi and go to the Houshan Yam Field to fight the autumn wind.

Looking back now, it was also a very happy time.

"Help!"

Duanmuxi stopped Fu Hongyao from continuing, rolled up his sleeves, and helped with the ingredients next to Si Xueyi, but he was gentle and virtuous and considerate.

Fu Hongyao couldn't do this meticulous work, so he could only add firewood to the fire, and then lick the fire and extinguish it directly.

Now he was in a hurry, and he puffed out his cheeks and blew.

With a bang, the fire blew up, and the soot also fell on Si Xueyi and Duanmuxi's faces.

The two of them couldn't be stunned, they looked at each other's dark faces, and they couldn't help laughing, and after laughing, they joined forces to give Fu Hongyao a mixed doubles.

On the snow, the three of them laughed and chased around the streamer calendula tree, forgetting all about the grilled fish.

In the end, the five fish were still cooked, but the people who roasted them were Feng Yueyu and Bai Lixuan, who rushed back.

At night, in this fantastic beauty, several people drank and ate fish, and the laughter did not stop.

"Si Xueyi, the dean told me about the Holy Academy, and I suggest that you go for a trip."

Feng Yueyu elegantly ate the fish and meat, and said to Si Xueyi through the firelight.

"How?"

Si Xueyi looked at the flawless face like jade under the firelight, and knew that the other party still had something to say.

Feng Yueyu said: "The seven-colored holy flame you mentioned, I don't know the whereabouts of the other holy flames, but the purple thunder holy flame is most likely still in the holy courtyard." ”

As soon as these words came out, Si Xueyi's expression became solemn.

The others didn't speak, their eyes looked at him together, and Si Xueyi smiled bitterly: "Is this good news or bad news?" I can't steal it, I'll be killed, and if they give it to me willingly, I'm afraid it's a bit too much. ”

Such a treasure as the Purple Thunder Holy Fire, even if there was only a trace of flame left, it would be impossible for the Holy Courtyard to give it to others.

"It's a bit tricky."

Duanmuxi and Fu Hongyao frowned slightly, feeling uncomfortable.

Bai Lixuan was surprised: "Why are you all sad, it's definitely not good to steal and rob, but you can borrow it." ”

Si Xueyi smiled: "Is there a difference?" ”

Bai Lixuan was puzzled: "There is a difference, and it's not difficult, my master often borrows things, and there is nothing that can't be borrowed." The master often taught us that we can't steal or rob, but we can borrow, and if we don't borrow, we can be reasonable, and there will always be people who listen to reason. ”

As soon as these words came out, Duanmuxi and Fu Hongyao were stunned, and looked at Bai Lixuan in disbelief.

Si Xueyi smiled bitterly, your master respects the Dragon Emperor, who dares not to borrow it if he goes to borrow it.

Feng Yueyu said: "Things are different from what you think, the last owner of this Purple Thunder Holy Fire is the Spirit Ghost Dao Master, who was killed in the Heavenly Ruins Pure Land for treasure, and the latter Purple Thunder Holy Fire turned into a ten-mile-long thunder light and finally fell in the Holy Courtyard, but no one knows where it is. ”

Si Xueyi's eyes lit up and said, "This is a bit of a chance." ”

Feng Yueyu stared at him and said in a deep voice, "So this holy courtyard, you have to go." ”

Si Xueyi asked rhetorically, "What about you?" ”

Feng Yueyu was silent and did not answer, but silence itself was already the answer.

Si Xueyi laughed at herself and said: "It's been twelve years, and there is still no change in Yue Ruhuo's writing, and the big heroine always has to play the missing set." ”

Feng Yueyu raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes were sharp, and she said coldly: "Who is Yue Ruhuo, can you block my sword?" ”

Fu Hongyao said with a smile: "Brother Xueyi, who is Yue Ruhuo, can you block Hongyao's punch?" ”

Duanmu Xi blinked and said with a smile: "Who is handsome, Yue Ruhuo and Senior Brother?" ”

Si Xueyi looked at the eyes of the third girl and said with a smile: "I don't dare to talk nonsense, drink, drink." ”

He raised the flask and took a sip, in fact, he had already guessed that Feng Yueyu would most likely not go to the Holy Courtyard.

She and herself are always at a close distance, and she has no way of knowing what is on her mind.

Goo Boom Goo

Si Xueyi drank it all, and the depression in his heart dissipated a little, but his mood was still melancholy, holding an empty wine jug, and singing the seventh glass of wine.

"This road is full of dust, and the wine gourd hangs upside down on the little red horse."

"As soon as I raised my eyes, the yellow sand was thousands of miles, and a sword was inserted in the corner of the city tower."

"The silk rain and flying flowers are as thin as sorrow, and the eyebrows bloom with a sharp edge."

Si Xueyi's singing voice is crisp and melodious, although it is not as ethereal as Duan Muxi's natural sound, but his true feelings, the trace of sadness in the heroic flying in the song are perfectly interpreted by him.

Everyone will hear this song, and they will not have heard it many times, and they all feel it for a while.

"Senior brother, Xi will dance for you!"

Duanmuxi was infected by Si Xueyi's singing, she smiled, and danced on the snow.

Fu Hongyao looked at everyone, and then looked at Si Xueyi, her face showed tenderness, and she took out the hole flute to accompany Si Xueyi.

Bai Lixuan's handsome face showed a gentle smile like moonlight, and he was immersed in it, raising his hands slightly.

Wow!

The white snow on the ground, like fireflies, bloomed like fireflies, and the light floated in the air, and he clapped his hands gently, and these lights were as bright as stars in the night.

Feng Yueyu looked at the bonfire and didn't speak, just drank one cup after another.

She looked up and just saw a smile on the corner of Si Xueyi's mouth, and the edge between her eyebrows was blooming, and the young man's spirit was undoubtedly displayed.

It's hard to imagine that Si Xueyi, who is arrogant and arrogant on weekdays, will have such a melodious and pleasant voice.

The artistic conception contained in the song has also become more and more vigorous, as if there is a sword sound roaring the world, bringing people a strong sense of oppression.

Fu Hongyao was in high spirits, and played the flute high, and the momentum soared, and his clothes shook.

Si Xueyi shook her wine glass and continued to sing: "Ninety thousand miles in the wind, there is a sword dancing in the sky. ”

He sang this sentence twice, the smile on his face became stronger, and his emotions became more and more high.

There seems to be boundless spirit, all blooming on Si Xueyi's body.

The singing paused, leaving only Xiao Yin and Duanmu Xi's dancing posture still there, both Xiao Yin and dancing became faster and faster.

When the sound of the flute was so high that it couldn't be higher, Si Xueyi let out a long howl and sang loudly: "The first cup of salute is here, and the drunk long song laughs and laughs in the spring breeze." ”

"The second cup of worship in the world, what does it have to do with me when a hundred birds are chirping."

"The third cup is not old on this day, and his blood is hard to cool after ten years of drinking ice."

"After drinking the fourth cup, I will drop the cup and laugh, so that this ghost can fight."

"He walked away with his sword, and he was as lonely as the moon."

"He rises against the wind, and he sails in the sea of blood."

"The thunder shines, reflecting the lonely city, and his smile solidifies into eternity."

"Outside the city tower, the wind and sand do not stop, the sword in the box, the name is pronounced as Shaobai."

When Shaobai finished speaking, a sword really appeared behind Si Xueyi, and the sword light flashed, and the wind raged in an instant.

Thundered!

Feng Yueyu was caught off guard, her cheeks trembled slightly by the wind, her long hair fluttered in the wind, and she saw that the bonfire was about to be blown out.

The sharp edge between her eyebrows surged, and a king's power bloomed, and the electric light flickered, only to suppress the fierce wind caused by the sword light.

The two looked at each other, and under the reflection of the bonfire, each had its own edge and did not let go. Si Xueyi's handsome face flickered in the firelight, and the pride in his heart rose, and he continued to sing.

"The first cup of salutation came to the road, drunk and sang and laughed in the spring breeze."

"The second cup of worship in the world, what does it have to do with me when a hundred birds are chirping."

"The third cup is not old on this day, and his blood is hard to cool after ten years of drinking ice."

"After drinking the fourth cup, I will drop the cup and laugh, so that this ghostly spirit can fight to the fullest."

"The fifth cup is full of frost, and the clouds break through the moon to make flowers."

"The sixth cup respects life and death, and the blood is not exhausted!"

……

The flute sound, singing, and dancing all came to an abrupt end here, because everyone knows that although this song is called the seventh glass of wine, the seventh glass of wine has never appeared.

"Hahaha!"

After singing this song, all the depression was swept away, everyone looked at each other and laughed, and Feng Yueyu's cold face also showed a smile.

"Drink!"

Everyone raised their glasses and drank wildly, vowing to get drunk.