Lu Xiaosan didn't know where he had gone.

After the wine gourd couldn't fly, the little boy returned to the story of wandering around the world at a loss.

Le Chaotian did not take him and Songguo to fly, but walked sincerely in the world as he did when he left Lingnan at the beginning.

However, what makes Lu Xiaosan feel relieved is that the wind in summer this year is not hot, but very pleasant, blowing so that this little boy who is willing to walk on the road when he is full often holds his stomach and squints his eyes like a big fat goose and sighs comfortably.

That is, Songguo looks a little depressed, in her words, always walking in the world like this, looking like a homeless person.

Although Lu Xiaosan didn't like such words very much, he could also understand the little squirrel's thoughts.

After all, when they met her, she was kicked out, homeless on a tree, watching herself nibble on a melon and drool.

It's just that this kind of exclamation can only happen when the pine cone is hungry.

As they sat on the benches of the restaurants in the small town, clutching chopsticks and waiting for the food to be served, the little squirrel's eyes shone brighter than anyone else.

So when they walked on a weedy ridge somewhere in the world, and the little squirrel began to sigh again, Lu Xiaosan knew very well that Songguo was hungry again.

The little boy stopped, puzzled, and walked around the pine cone, which was sighing and sighing, probably trying to say something that looked as if we had been abandoned.

Lu Xiaosan's strange behavior naturally aroused Songguo's curiosity, but he didn't continue to sigh, but looked at the little boy with a frown and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Lu Xiaosan looked at it for a long time, but suddenly jumped away like a sudden realization, stretched out his hand and pointed at the pine cone and said, "I know!" ”

Songguo looked dazed, thinking to himself, what do you know, damn beast?

The little boy turned his head to look at Le Chaotian, who was walking slowly in front of him, and said, "Uncle Shi, you quickly let this little demon show its original form." ”

Le Chaotian was probably thinking about something, and he didn't notice for a moment that the two people had fallen behind, and looked back for a long time before he saw Lu Xiaosan and Songguo there.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Le Chaotian was also stunned by the babbling Lu Xiaosan.

The little boy sneered and said, "I suspect that the pine cone is not a pine cone at all, the real pine cone doesn't know when it has died, this is actually a pig demon." ”

Songguo was stunned for a long time before he reacted, and pounced on Lu Xiaosan with his teeth and claws.

"Lu Xiaosan, you dare to scold me for being a pig, I'll beat you to death!"

Lu Xiaosan smiled, ran while dodging, and said, "Anyway, it's all demons, what are you doing with such a big reaction?" ”

"Then can I say that you are from Huangliang?"

The little boy was stunned, and then said seriously: "No." ”

Lu Xiaosan was stunned for his kung fu, and was chased by the little demon, even if Lingnan Xiaojian Xiu saw the mountains in the East China Sea, but as a sword cultivator without a sword in his hand, he probably wouldn't be the opponent of Songguo, who was born with demonic power.

The little boy was pressed to the ground by the pine cone and beaten violently, which made Lu Xiaosan, who claimed to be a little sword fairy in the world, feel a big loss of face, and raised his hand to block his face while shouting in embarrassment.

"Stop it, otherwise don't blame this sword fairy for not being emotional, doing the right thing for the sky, and accepting your pig demon!"

"Okay, I was wrong, I was wrong, Sister Songguo, stop it, wait a minute, I really scratched my face....."

"Bold, if you pull my hair, this sword fairy will really lose his temper!"

The tone of the little boy is quite a bit of a rise and fall, and he can stretch and bend.

It's a pity that Songguo also knew that this kid had been beaten since he was a child, and his skin was thick and his flesh was very rough, so he didn't pay attention to what Lu Xiaosan was saying.

Lu Xiaosan was beaten up for a long time, and finally Songguo's hands were sore, so he let go of this kid.

The little boy clutched the painless wounds, got up in embarrassment, and stared at the pine cones viciously.

"Okay, it seems that you have forgotten the story of me on the East China Sea, single-handedly, shocking the world's demons, those who abandon me, yesterday can not stay. Those who disturb my heart, there are many worries on this day, and the sword comes! ”

The little boy stood there with the cyan beard on his back, and stretched out his hand to the sky triumphantly, as if he had seen the picture of the swords of the Sword Lake coming in response.

It's a pity that the wind in the world blew over and over again, and the little boy waited for a long time, only until some very lonely blades of grass fell on his hands.

Songguo stood there with his arms crossed, looking at the little boy who was in a daze for some reason, and sneered.

"Where's your sword?"

Lu Xiaosan didn't entangle with the little squirrel any longer, just looked back at the twilight of the day, and after watching it for a long time, he looked at Le Chaotian, who had been standing there quietly looking at the wind and leaves in the world, and asked softly: "Uncle Shi, what about the grass as a firefly?" ”

Lu Xiaosan finally remembered that he had forgotten something last time.

The little earth dog that was bouncing around.

Le Chaotian was also stunned for a moment, and looked back in the direction where the three of them came, the blades of grass were swaying, as if there were countless small earth dogs drilling inside, but none of them ran out.

Le Chaotian looked at it for a long time before he looked at the little boy and said, "When did it disappear?" ”

Such a question, maybe Lu Xiaosan doesn't know how to answer.

Songguo was also aware of this, and walked around Lu Xiaosan a few times to make sure that the kid didn't hide the dog in his clothes, so he pretended to be missing and lied to people.

The three of them were silent, looking around in the wilderness for a day, among the plants and trees in the world.

How Lu Xiaosan thought of the disappearance of the little earth dog because he didn't have a sword is probably no longer important.

The important thing is that the kid lost the dog again.

Lu Xiaosan didn't know why he thought about it well, the story of a person, a dog and a sword immortal, but he really left Lingnan, but he always forgot about the dog.

The three of them searched there for a long time, but they did not find any trace of such a little earth dog.

Lu Xiaosan sat down on the ridge dejectedly, and said melancholy: "It's over, I don't know if the seniors still have time to send the dog back." ”

Songguo patted the young boy on the shoulder there, silently comforting him.

The little boy and the little squirrel, who were still fighting each other, were reconciled again in a blink of an eye because of the loss of the little earth dog.

Le Chaotian didn't say anything, just stood there quietly, looking up at the sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Lu Xiaosan sighed for a long time before he looked at Le Chaotian.

"What is Uncle Shi looking at?"

Le Chaotian pondered for a while, but said seriously: "So why didn't the sword come?" ”

The little boy was stunned for a moment, probably not expecting Le Chaotian to get entangled in such a problem. Holding his cheeks and thinking about it seriously, Lu Xiaosan said with some uncertainty: "Maybe the senior is about to use a sword?" ”

Lu Xiaosan naturally knew that Le Chaotian's sword was lent to Cao Weiying, that real great sword immortal, probably the real demon slashing demon?

Le Chaotian said calmly: "If the predecessors will use those swords of the Tianya Sword Sect, why should they take my sword? ”

Lu Xiaosan nodded thoughtfully, and also looked up at the sky.

"What Uncle Shi thinks is that those swords have actually come, but for some reason, they are slower than usual?"

Le Chaotian said melancholy: "I'm worried that if we leave, those swords will be late, and we will accidentally crush people to death." ”

Lu Xiaosan also thought of this, although the little boy was naughty and mischievous, but he could distinguish between right and wrong, and stood up with a solemn expression and looked up at the sky.

It took a long time before he said softly, "Is this the reason why an Upper Realm cultivator like Uncle Shi is trembling on thin ice?" ”

Le Chaotian smiled softly, perhaps very relieved that such a little boy could think of this.

"Yes."

Lu Xiaosan didn't say anything more, sat there quietly, and said, "Then let the sword fly for a while." ”

Le Chaotian also sat down next to Lu Xiaosan.

Only Songguo looked at the two with some melancholy eyes.

"I'm so hungry."

Lu Xiaosan glanced at Le Chaotian on the side, didn't know what he remembered, turned his head to look at Songguo and said very seriously: "Then let's go fishing." ”

Le Chaotian sat there and laughed softly.

The little boy probably still can't forget the pot of peach blossom boiled fish in Luofeng Canyon.

But Songguo naturally didn't know, and sat on the ridge in confusion, looking around.

"Fishing? Where is the fishing? ”

......

The sword of Sword Lake did move.

Mu Zihua, who was called Li Hua Girl by the young man in green clothes, watched quietly there.

Looking at how those swords reluctantly left the Sword Lake, and no longer broke through the water in the past, they hesitated on the road step by step.

The plums planted by the grass for the fireflies in previous years have been ripe for a long time, but unfortunately because of the past years, the world-Muzihua has begun to be able to skillfully use the word "world".

In the past years, there was only spring in the world, and those plum trees did not grow very well, so those plums were very sour, and no people in the town have picked them to eat.

The plum tree of the wood flower flower has just begun to bloom, bearing many small white flowers, and large clusters hang on the branches, as if this small town girl saw the snow for the first time.

Mu Zihua was looking up at the pear blossoms hanging from the branches, and saw the sword light coming out of the big lake.

In fact, after the Chinese New Year this year, this small town girl can often see some sword lights running out of it, not only where did she go, but she also didn't know where she came back from.

They must have gone to the big, big world that Cao Weiying took with them to see.

Mu Zihua looked up at the sword lights that were flying very slowly in the sky, and then silently walked towards the big lake where the mist had dispersed and there was not much left.

The peach tree by the lake is also blooming, but it doesn't seem to bear fruit.

Mu Zihua stopped under the peach tree where the grass was often sitting and drinking, and looked up at the peach blossoms.

Will there be peach trees in the world that bloom and do not bear fruit?

Such a question may be as puzzling as the original strawberry butt and human butt were both white.

Of course, Mu Zihua still has a lot of things to figure out, but it seems that such a young man in green clothes will not come back.

The cyan figure that used to be seen in the town seemed to have disappeared overnight.

It's like - Mu Zihua looked up and thought for a long time. It's like a plum flower falling into the snow.

When Mu Zihua thought about this, she laughed softly, probably she also liked this metaphor.

Although it is not possible for plum flowers to fall into the snow.

The snow is supposed to be in the winter, and the plum flowers fall in the summer.

Mu Zihua leaned quietly against the peach tree by the lake, looking at everything in this town very seriously.

Although Cao Weiying had already taken her to see such a very large and amazing world, Mu Zihua still returned to such a small town.

I haven't even understood many of the stories in the town, how can I see such a big world?

Mu Zihua thought silently.

A few days ago, a very old man in the town disappeared.

Is that just dead?

Mu Zihua lowered her head, but asked as if she was caring for herself.

"So, grass for fireflies, what about you?"

The wind from the cliffs in the world blows the big lake, the peach trees, and the sea of flowers, and everything is constantly ringing.

But there is no one definitive answer.

It's just that.

Mu Zihua turned her head and looked at the plum trees she had planted outside the town.

It's just that Li Hua shed tears like rain.

......

The snow kept falling on the uphill, clean mountain road.

On Chen Yunxi's white hair, there is no blood anymore, but there are many snow chips condensed.

This sword cultivator left the high cliff of the East China Sea, and stepped on the twilight, no one knew where he came from, and walked from the human world to such a mountain road full of fine snow that seemed to have no end.

Or perhaps such a question has always been simple.

Go to heaven!

But if you just go to the sky, how can you not see such a place where so many sword cultivators in the world have turned into sword light and wandered above the heavenly dome?

Probably they're still not tall enough.

Just like the East China Sea, everyone in the world knows that there are 490,000 miles beyond the East China Sea, but even if the sword cultivation in the world, how many can really go to the boundary of 490,000 miles, and go to see the place where Cong Zhongxiao fought with the demon ancestor back then?

The answers to some questions may be simple.

It's just that the world can't go that far.

Even Chen Yunxi, when he walked here, he was also a little tired.

This sword cultivator, who had already withstood a lot of sword and cliff sword intent, naturally couldn't recover so quickly.

Therefore, this sword cultivator who once looked up under the sword cliff in the world was not only as white as snow at this time, but also as white as snow, but also as a little like snow.

Chen Yunxi stopped on the thin snow-covered mountain roads, and in front of him, the snow had some thickness, just like the moss always had to climb on the stone to leave footprints, but on the mountain roads in front of him, there were some footprints.

It seems that not long ago, there were two people who walked up from here.

The goddess sees Qinglian.

Chen Yunxi had never seen that Gu Chu goddess.

Even Li Shi once met Yaoji on the way to Yufeng.

But Chen Yunxi didn't.

In terms of the realm of the world, Chen Yunxi, who is fifteen stacks, is undoubtedly enough to sit in the world.

And sitting above the human world are ghosts and gods.

Such a sword cultivator naturally could not appear in front of Yao Ji in the past story.

Such an ancient Chu god and ghost may not care about Cong Blade, but naturally it is impossible to be indifferent to Chen Yunxi.

So when Chen Yunxi saw the footprints left by a pair of small cotton shoes in the world, he was silent for a long time.

Since you wear shoes, you naturally wear socks as well.

This sword cultivator may indeed be very curious, what kind of person can make such a Wushan goddess wear such things.

The white-haired and green-clothed Jian Xiu stood there silently, looking down for a long time, and resting for a long time before he finally withdrew his gaze and slowly walked towards the top.

It's undoubtedly far from the rest of the world.

It is so far away that even if this is a snow-capped mountain hanging high above the world, the world still cannot stand on the earth and glimpse such a place like a glimpse of dust.

It's just that the voices of those people are extremely clear, and there is a rumor that a man has given birth to a child, and he is happily informing his neighbors there. Someone in Luming finally bought a piece of water tofu, but because he rarely ate such things, he accidentally overfried it, and was sighing wistfully there. Huai'an.

There was an emperor in Huai'an who was in the Star Picking Tower, quietly looking up at the sky, and beside him was Shang Shuling who was telling him about many things to deal with in the world.

The emperor gave orders very calmly and ordered everything in an orderly manner.

When Chen Yunxi walked on such a mountain road, he not only heard sounds, but also seemed to be able to see many pictures.

Like on the edge of the abyss.

Chen Yunxi calmly listened to the sounds of the world and imagined the scenes of the world.

Think of such a word.

Just like what Cong Jian and Chen Huaifeng said at the beginning.

The higher a practitioner stands, the more free he is.

The so-called heavy responsibility and long way to go, can not be without Hongyi.

That's it.

Those who look down at the world may not be saints, but.

It must be the people of this world.

Chen Yunxi restrained the idea of leaving the mountain road and going to the edge of those mist-shrouded and snow-covered cliffs to see the world.

It's not like I'm gone, what am I going to see?

Chen Yunxi looked at the road that was heading out of the mountain road, as if it was a road in the snow that had just begun to step out.

It was a four-line footprint, back and forth.

Chen Yunxi stopped there for a moment, and looked away, as if he saw such a young man in green clothes, holding a wine gourd, and walked to the edge of the cliff with the goddess.

Chen Yunxi could even imagine what such a Sword Cliff Sword Cultivator would say.

He must have taken a sip of wine first, and then sighed very contentedly and nostalgically, stretched out his hand to the world under the clouds and snow, and said.

"The world is so good, how can the goddess be willing to let it stop like this?"

Chen Yunxi looked at it silently.

He knew that the young man in the green dress would say that.