"This senior sister seems to be in a hurry?" Song Yihe asked curiously.

The disciple next to him who hadn't left yet listened to the puzzle and said, "Today is the day when Senior Brother Longbone Peak returns to the door, so I guess I'm in a hurry to see him." ”

Another person added: "It is said that this senior brother's name is Zhong Huai, and he is the only king with a different surname in Wuzhao Kingdom, Zhong Yangrong's only son, and his nine-turn swordsmanship makes him superb, although he is indifferent and taciturn, but he is handsome and handsome, and he is a rare beautiful man. It's a pity that we, the outer disciples, don't have the opportunity to meet the real person. ”

The chief disciple of the Three Peaks of the Conscience Sect, each of them is a legend.

Mei Rong, the senior sister of Qingfufeng's law cultivation, is dressed in red, spicy and righteous, Fu Gan, the senior brother of Qiyunfeng Danxiu, is upright in green shirts, gentle and elegant, and the other is Zhong Huai, the senior brother of Longbone Peak, who is in white and wins the snow, and the swordsmanship of one hand makes it superb.

Song Yihe listened and nodded thoughtfully.

Zhong Huai, is there this person in the original book?

She thought silently, suddenly remembered something, and shouted at the foot of the mountain that was already empty: "Senior sister-we can't enter the inner disciple's house."

The bleak cold wind blew, the leaves swirled slowly and fell to the ground, and there was still a figure of Zou Qingya in the sky.

In the morning, they were able to enter the Qingfu Peak Vientiane Terrace, and they were all specially ordered by the head to open the formation, so that all the disciples could enter smoothly.

In a sense, entering the inner door can be regarded as really stepping into the world of cultivating immortals.

Jiang Liu'er next to her looked stunned when she heard the name Zhong Huai, and after a while, she grabbed Song Yihe, "Forget it, senior sister has already left, I'll take you to find another way to return it." ”

"Okay." Song Yihe obediently followed her.

"Sister Liu'er, where are we going?" Song Yihe saw Jiang Liu'er pulling him, and moved forward without saying a word.

"Go find Zhong Huai."

After Jiang Liu'er finished answering, she stopped an elder who seemed to be a deacon and asked, "Hello elder, do you know where Senior Brother Zhong Huai lives?" ”

The deacon, who looked to be forty or fifty years old, was dressed in a blue robe, and after being stopped in a hurry, he said impatiently: "Go, go, what are you doing when a disciple of the outer sect asks about the news of the disciple of the inner gate?" Don't get in the way here. ”

Jiang Liu'er was not discouraged when she was murdered, she continued to walk forward, stopping a place that seemed to have a chance to know Zhong Huai's residence.

Their repeated inquiries were noticed by the other disciples, and some of them came over as if they were in a hurry.

"Another woman who has been fascinated by our senior brother and is unscrupulous."

A disciple of the outer sect of Jianfeng stood in front of Jiang Liu'er with his hands on his chest.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and on the side of the winding mountain road, the shadow of the hundred-year-old locust tree was cast on his face, and he couldn't see the expression clearly, but he could hear the mockery in his tone.

Behind him, there were two other disciples, gossiping on the left and on the right.

"New here, eh, do you remember what happened to the female cultivator who broke into the Valley last year?"

"It is said that I was trapped in that sea of flowers for three days and three nights, and I didn't even see the corner of my brother's clothes.

"Hahaha, I wonder if these two will be worse this year than last year?"

The laughter was sharp and piercing, but Jiang Liu'er didn't bother to pay attention to it, and was about to leave after bypassing them.

Unexpectedly, these three people came to the point and thought that her trip was a joke.

Wang Caijun, who was the leader, put his hand on Jiang Liu'er's shoulder, and said before she started, "Aren't you looking for a place for senior brother's residence?" I'll take you. ”

Song Yihe stepped forward and slapped his hand down, and said fiercely: "Just talk, what to do!" ”

Dead child, just talk, what kind of hands to move, it's so strong, it hurts me to death.

Wang Caijun silently withdrew his hand, rubbed his hand under the cover of the shadow of the tree, and maintained the arrogance and coldness on the surface without saying a word.

Jiang Liu'er touched her head, turned her head and glared at her, her momentum was fierce, she raised her chin and said coldly, "Lead the way." ”

There was an undercurrent surging between the two, the atmosphere was tense, and the two younger brothers shouted all the way, and when they arrived at the place, they were already followed by a large group of disciples watching the play.

The valley is full of grass, about half a person tall, and the whole body is light purple.

When the herb is ripe, clusters of small purple flowers grow from the forks of the branches and leaves, giving off a little lilac glow at night.

At this moment, everyone is in this half-height sea of flowers, and the slightest movement will cause the flower branches to tremble, startling a purple mist.

Wang Caijun brought people here, and felt that they should retreat in the face of difficulties, so he said: "Senior brother lives in this valley, and those who have the courage can go in by themselves, but don't blame me for not reminding you, this valley is huge, and the Youyoucao has been lost in the array, and if you really want to go in, you can't get out for ten days and half a month." ”

The crowd chattered, "Huh? So dangerous? Let's get out of here. ”

"What's the hurry, isn't this someone taking the lead?"

"It's really disappointing, I saw that this woman's face was calm, and I thought there would be a reversal, but I didn't expect it to be a pretending force again."

Song Yihe stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Liu'er's sleeve, and asked in a low voice, "Sister Liu'er, do you know this Senior Brother Zhong Huai?" ”

Jiang Liu'er nodded, "Well, Zhong Huai...... He and I are young, we have known each other since childhood, and when we grew up, we had less contact for some reason, but I didn't expect to meet here, it was this lost formation, a little troublesome. ”

Hair small! Isn't that a childhood sweetheart?!

Song Yihe hurriedly flipped through the original plot, and finally found a character who was suspected of being Zhong Huai, and there was only one sentence in the whole story: "Under the danger, a senior brother died for Jiang Liuer's injuries."

Looking at these few words, Song Yihe's mind turned sharply.

So far, although the first task has improved a bit, it is impossible for her to keep an eye on Jiang Liu'er and Gu Changzhou to prevent them from falling in love, which is unrealistic.

But what if Jiang Liuer is with someone else?

At present, there must be something for this Zhong Huai to be a senior brother, does his willingness to block the knife for Jiang Liu'er mean that these two people, or that he unilaterally has different feelings for Jiang Liu'er?

Thinking of this, Song Yihe was visibly happy, and she couldn't wait to meet this "cold-hearted" senior brother now.

She smiled and said, "It's okay, Sister Liu'er, it's good that you know him, and I have a way for the rest." ”

In Yiliu Courtyard, Zhong Huai sat on the steps, looking at the Youyo grass everywhere in a daze.

After returning from the daytime and dealing with the master and elders, he should have had a good rest and relieve his fatigue at this time, but he stopped at the door and didn't want to go in.

There is no other reason, he has been stuck at the peak of foundation building for a whole year, I thought that this experience would definitely break through, but I didn't expect to break through one dangerous situation after another, and the realm still had no movement, and I always felt as if something was missing.

In a trance, he felt that he saw the little girl in a purple gauze dress who followed him when he was a child.

In the middle of summer, green vines grow wildly around the pillars of the Imperial Garden.

Zhong Huai was wearing a bright yellow prince's suit and walked forward quickly.

A little girl stumbled towards her, her big watery eyes were full of attachment, and her mouth shouted in a stack: "Brother Ahuai, you wait for me." ”

He squinted his eyes and fell into the memory, and the crisp and sweet "Brother Ahuai" seemed to ring in his ears.

Listening carefully, I realized that someone was really calling me.