......

The distance between the two is three zhang.

He didn't move, and neither did she. Just four eyes met, staring quietly. The moonlight fell, the silver glow was silent, and the two of them seemed to have become sculptures for a while.

The woman's eyes are as soft as water, the breeze blows, and the spruce swayes. Under the white light of the moonlight and obsidian, it seemed to give her a layer of fairy aura.

She seemed close at hand. The night breeze was fluctuating, and it seemed extremely hazy and distant. This strange and familiar feeling quietly evokes his memories.

A trace of memory, gathered like a tide, flooded his consciousness, and also rolled him back to the distant past.

It's really far, far away, far away like a different world, far away like the vicissitudes of the sea.

At that time, he was just a young boy, a little spirit master, for a mere 100,000 gold coins, he boldly ran to the mansion of Qu Xinghe, the lord of the heavy mysteries, and deceived him......

The scenes are thrilling, the scenes are warm and charming, just like yesterday. Think about the day, I don't know where I got the courage.

"Huh. Thinking of this, he suddenly smirked, and his smile was a little innocent, just like himself at that time.

It was also that time that I changed myself a lot, got acquainted with Qu Xinghe, and got acquainted with nostalgia. In the end, I got married, went to Changchun Valley, and worshiped under the door of Master Mu Lingwei.

"Alas......"

This farewell is five or six times when the flowers bloom and the snow falls, and the young and ignorant girl is now a graceful woman. Hundreds of thousands of miles away, the partial life is reunited here.

I don't know how the family is, whether the eldest brother and aunt are okay. And the Fire Dance......

Now, he is a Heavenly Rank King.

It is a joyful thing to meet old acquaintances in a foreign country. But he evoked a deep sense of nostalgia. Seeing the graceful woman in front of me who was in a trance like a fairy, in addition to excitement, there was also inexplicable guilt.

Under the moonlight, his eyes, which were as firm as a rock and as calm as an abyss, softened rarely, and there were bursts of microwaves.

The two stood for a long time. Half a cup of tea, no one moved.

The woman's figure hesitated for a moment, but finally moved lightly. Like flowing clouds, the light of the stone lion appeared. The haze vanished, and her appearance gradually became clearer.

Curved eyebrows, almond eyes, peach cheeks and cherry lips. Small nose and melon seed face. Her hair was draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, and the white palace dress was worn on her body, revealing her graceful figure.

When she stands, she is as graceful as a willow, and when she comes gracefully, she sways like a fairy in the Moon Palace.

Sometimes her hands were tangled together, sometimes she clutched the hem of her skirt, sometimes her brow furrowed slightly. Sometimes he bites his lips lightly.

Suddenly, she pouted. The nose wrinkled slightly. Then it returned to its previous tranquility. She squeezed her slender hands lightly, held her chest up, and walked towards Chen Mo with smart steps.

The moonlight is filled, the white palace costume is beautiful, and she is more beautiful than the fairy who is out of reach.

This beauty is so pure that women are envious and jealous, and men are in love, but they can't blaspheme, so they want to keep her well and protect her forever.

Chen Mo's eyes were like Jinghu Xiaolan, as if he cherished it. Seeing her coming, his body shook for no reason, and his heart jumped, and then she approached, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated, until finally it was like a strong man beating a drum, and it was pounding.

"Alas......" he sighed.

Smelling the fragrance coming from the wind, her face seemed to be clearer, like a classical woman walking out of a painting.

At this time, she was only three feet away from Chen Mo.

She stopped, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, her eyes as clear as a mirror. Staring at him quietly, her eyebrows, pupils, and breathing, the slight fanning of her nose seemed to have been imprinted in her heart through her eyes.

His eyes are like an abyss, the bridge of his nose is hard, his face is like a knife, and the fluff on his lips has been replaced by a short stubble......

The smell of wine is faint, and it comes in a curling way. She was close, the smell of wine lingering, and then drifting into her heart...... Her body trembled a little, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

He's more ...... than ever before

Thinking about it, she became more and more ruddy, and she was so beautiful and moving. Chen Mo looked at it, his eyes stunned.

The corners of Qu Tianyao's mouth curled up with a beautiful arc, and after a little thought, his hands were withdrawn from behind his back, and his hands were folded to make a blessing, his voice was like a silver bell, and it sounded like a comfortable first-class evening breeze, which made Chen Mo gradually settle down: "Prince Xuanyuan...... How have you been?"

After speaking, she looked up and saw Chen Mo. She was startled and lowered her head in a hurry.

Her long, silky hair fell diagonally, half-covering her face like a veil. She couldn't help but poke out her jade-like fingers and brush her hair.

"I, I, it's okay, it's okay......"

Chen Mo felt that the exhalation was like an orchid, and the refreshing fragrance was flowing into his heart.

A man and a woman, in the quiet and witty moonlight, hesitated.

Then, the moon was shy, pulled through a dark cloud and hid in it.

......

Night, dark.

The disappearance of the moonlight has made the world less warm and more ancient, old, and lifeless cold.

On the other side, the cold, and hard streets, like black beasts, lurk in the houses on either side.

Chen Yue, who was wearing a black robe and a silver fox mask, walked leisurely on the street. I don't know when, there was another jar of spirits in my hand, and every few steps, I poured it wildly and uninhibitedly.

I don't know when it started, a woman appeared on the other side.

That woman was extremely beautiful, not as beautiful as an ordinary thing, she was wearing a long white mandala flower dress embroidered on a purple background, and she seemed to be walking slowly and quickly, it was Shentu Mengting, the chief disciple of Qinghua Sect.

She stopped, a coldness flashed in her eyes, and she stared closely at Chen Yue, who was drinking while walking. The undulating breasts show that she is extremely uncalm at the moment.

Chen Yue raised the altar and took a sip, his eyes glanced at her, and nodded lightly, Chen Yue was separated from her by a foot and a half, staggered, and then continued to walk forward.

It's like seeing someone who doesn't matter.

Shentu Mengting was ignored like this.

Her breathing became a little heavy, her face turned pale, and her eyes were filled with a fierce color, and she shifted her steps and followed.

Chen Yue continued to walk unhurriedly, pouring the liquor one by one, the wine was very strong, but the more he drank, the more sober he became. I want to forget something, but the more I drink, the clearer it becomes, and the more I drink, the more my heart hurts.

Unconsciously, his figure had disappeared into the suburbs, in the endless artemisia grass.

Suddenly, the soft figure, like a purple horse, brushed the tip of the blue-yellow grass, and a silver countercurrent was drawn in the moonlight. It is like a scattered mandala, galloping towards the only ancient tree in the vast countryside.

The ancient tree is hundreds of feet high, and the leaves are gone, and what should have been a dense canopy is now left with bare branches, like a pair of ghost hands.

The "......" wind blows, and it is bound to blow the whole field. When the limelight was in full swing, he killed in front of the ancient tree, but suddenly disappeared.

A green mandala leaf, quietly dotting the treetops, turned into a woman's purple shadow, it is Shentu Mengting.

"Goo-doo! goo-doo......"

Almost at the same time, the sound of the wine being poured loudly sounded, and a bohemian voice, in this moment of silence, then jokingly.

"Huh...... Girl...... You--you don't sleep in the middle of the night, and you will be forced down from the long street to this uninhabited wilderness, can you think-"

Shentu Mengting did not hesitate to follow him here, firstly, because she was angry and deliberately blocked him, and secondly, because she wanted to return the hairpin.

At this time, listening to Chen Yue take the initiative to speak, this was diametrically opposed to the previous indifferent appearance. Shentu Mengting also said that he had guessed his intentions, and he was afraid of himself, and there was a layer of disdain in his eyes.

She pointed to the treetops with her lotus feet, which seemed to mean "just know".

At this time, Chen Yue also continued to say following his long word "think": "I want to plot against him." ”

"Bad intentions?"

Shentu Mengting thought lightly, her eyes puzzled. She suddenly raised her head and stared at Chen Yue, biting her lower lip tightly, her face turned white at first, and then turned red with shame.

This is naked ~ naked ~ naked molesting.

If it was those Qinghua Sect disciples, she would have slapped them earlier, but this person was different. She suppressed her anger, calmed down her mood, and said lightly: "Give me back the hairpin." ”

"Hairpin flower?" Chen Yue's eyes were slightly puzzled.

He thought for a moment, put his hand into his heart, and felt something out.

The palm of the hand was spread out in half, revealing that it was the hairpin flower that Shentu Mengting had been picked before.

Chen Yue's eyes under the silver fox mask changed, becoming melancholy and long, as if he was thinking about something. This look in the moonlight seems to have joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and the five miscellaneous states of life seem to have gone through a lifetime, and there are quite a few stories.

It's a sad story, because of those eyes, I miss and sad more and more......

......

Martial Arts Sect Pavilion.

Chen Mo and Qu Tianyao were sitting on the same railing.

Chen Mo looked at the moon, Qu Tianyao sat a little restrained, she lowered her head and looked at her feet swaying, and then quietly looked back and looked at him secretly.

"Remember that elixir?"

Chen Mo suddenly turned around and said, he looked at Qu Tianyao.

Just right, they looked at each other, and their eyes were intertwined.

Chen Mo only felt that his heart was skipping a beat, coughed lightly, and continued to look at the moon.

She exhaled slightly, her face flushed, and she looked at the scenery next to her.

Looks like he found out......

The girl's feet in the moonlight didn't move. She felt that her face was a little hot, and her hands couldn't help touching it, like a porcelain doll, cute to the extreme.

After a while, Chen Mo only heard her say a little sneeringly: "Hmm...... Remember ......"

"It tastes good, right?" Chen Mo seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth curved up.

"Hmm. She didn't look back.

"Doesn't it feel quite cool, and a little sweet, it feels like mung bean cake?" Chen Mo still looked at the moon.

"Hmm. She continued to look at the landscape.

With Chen Mo's words, Qu Tianyao also seemed to slowly return to that time, and her legs shook again.

"Actually, that's mung bean cake. ”

"Hmm...... Huh?" Qu Tianyao was stunned for a moment, her body stiffened, her beautiful eyes blinked twice, and she turned her head to look at Chen Mo.

...... (To be continued......)