In Da Zhou, if Mo Yu asks anyone for something, let alone a sword, even if it is all the family property, there are countless people who willingly give it with both hands, and it will feel a great honor.

Although Chen Changsheng's current status is not ordinary, if he can take the opportunity of the previous gaffe to turn this secret connection between the two into friendship, it will be a good thing no matter how you look at it.

It's easy and natural, and no one will refuse.

Chen Changsheng didn't refuse, but he didn't agree immediately, he thought about it very seriously, and then looked at Mo Yu's eyes and asked, "Why?"

Mo Yu was stunned, she couldn't have imagined that it was extremely rare for her to find someone to ask for something, and she would get such an answer.

Of course, she wouldn't answer Chen Changsheng's question, sneered, turned around and disappeared into the woods outside the window.

Chen Changsheng looked at the figure looming in the night forest, and he didn't understand why her feelings suddenly deteriorated.

He thought about it earlier to confirm that the Yue Nu Sword was indeed not on the list, but ...... It's your own thing, even if you ask me, can't I ask the reason? To put it more bluntly, I don't want to give you my things, can't I? How simple the people in Xining Town are, how simple are the senior brothers of the rest of the people, why are these people in Kyoto so incomprehensible?

He stopped thinking about these things, which were countless times more complicated than Daozang, closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

Or because Mo Yu left too quickly and didn't have time to leave too much body fragrance in the room, this time he settled very quickly, and soon sensed his life star and began to lead the starlight to wash the marrow. At the same time, he gave birth to an extremely thin wisp of divine consciousness from the sea of consciousness and entered the scabbard, and with some difficulty but he had already crossed the sea composed of fierce sword intent, and once again came to the other side, and saw the phantom of the black stone tablet. After these days of hard work, his divine consciousness will no longer be shattered when it touches the black stone tablet, and he can even go some distance inside, especially tonight, this wisp of his divine consciousness is completely immersed in the phantom of the black stone tablet, and even faintly sees a mountain cliff!

The cliff was very dilapidated, and he could barely see that the top of the cliff should be a smooth and hard gray and white rock, but now there were countless cracks, and the green trees were all destroyed, only a few pine trees with roots deep into the cliff crevices, holding on crookedly, and in the distance of that cliff, he could see many small lakes like mirrors, which made him feel more familiar.

Those small lakes are the wetlands on the edge of the grassland where the sun never sets, and they are the places where they escaped from the bottom of the lake on the other side of the mountain, right? So this is really the current Zhou Garden......? Is it still inside? At this time, his divine consciousness had already penetrated into the phantom of the black stone tablet too much, and he was crushed by extremely powerful energy, not to mention going deep into the Zhou Garden to search, even if he wanted to hold on for a moment, he couldn't do it, but he looked at it from a distance, thought about it, and turned into a cloud of green smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and woke up.

At this time, the night was dark, the sky was full of stars outside the window, and the woods in the Anglican College under the starry sky looked very much like lush grass branches.

It's like the weeds in the prairie where the sun never sets.

Chen Changsheng naturally thought of the days when he walked with her in the grassland, the life and death of the Snow Temple, the blood and water in the Zhou Tomb, and the conversation at the end of the Shinto. If it weren't for Nanke using his soul to control the newborn golden-winged Dapeng and drive the beast tide to surround Zhou Ling, or maybe he and she had already started to ......

Is that the word? He wasn't quite sure, it was a strange love that he had never come into contact with, that kind of love was sweet, but it was a little frightening, it was uneasy, but it made people yearn for it, and most importantly, the sorrow and joy brought by that kind of love were so intense, sometimes even more important than a qiē.

Since he was a child, he studied Taoism, and after he was ten years old, he knew that his life was short, and he strictly controlled his feelings, not sad or happy, but whether he was carrying her in the grassland at that time, touching his shoulders in front of the stone gate at the end of Shinto, or thinking of her now, he couldn't and didn't want to control this kind of feeling, because he liked the beauty at that time and confirmed that he missed it at this time......

So, where exactly are you?

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Xu Yourong walked among the cliffs.

Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, childish, beautiful, solemn and sacred.

Yes, this is a rhyme, because she is already beautiful to the extreme, except for the ethereal rhyme, it is difficult to describe it with anything that actually exists. The night breeze stirred her clothes, and the white clothes fluttered lightly, she walked slowly, and there was an atmosphere in her footsteps, but if you looked closely, you might find that there was a faint sadness hidden in her watery eyes.

A girl under the age of sixteen is enjoying her youth, but what is it that grieves?

Because of the news from the Holy Maiden Peak again, no one knew who the disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect was, and the Snow Mountain Sect, which was far away in the northwest, even refused to admit that he had a disciple named Xu Sheng. You either infiltrated Zhou Yuan, you are either a disciple of the hidden sect, or you have any secrets, but it doesn't matter, it's just, are you really called Xu Sheng?

After leaving Zhou Yuan, because she was too seriously injured, she has been living in seclusion behind the Holy Maiden Peak to recuperate, she no longer admires the snow, listens to the rain, and collects medicine every day, but just takes care, reads, and meditates.

She meditated on the experience in Zhou Yuan, the life and death in the grassland, the man.

She had long been determined to dedicate her life to the avenue in the book, who would have expected that she would really encounter the throbbing that was born for the first time in her life, but the throbbing was so quickly gone with the wind. It was an indescribable faint sorrow, a bitter memory that had nowhere to tell, and she knew very well, or that memory would always accompany her in the long years of cultivation in the future, and only she knew that it would eventually become a corner of her spiritual world that no one could touch

It was a world she didn't want to leave for the time being, and she naturally didn't care about anything outside of the world anymore. Su Li, Liang Wangsun, Painter Xiao Zhang, Wang Po, Zhu Luo, Stargazer ...... The wind and rain in Xunyang City shocked the entire continent, but it couldn't make her raise her slightly drooping eyes, only the names of the Holy Maiden Teacher and Chen Changsheng made her concentrate for a moment.

But there was one person she had to care about, and she did.

Lishan civil strife, Komatsumiya and the other three elders plotted rebellion, and Akiyama-kun was seriously injured and about to die, these news had already spread in Tiannan.

When she gradually healed from her injuries and walked out of the back peak of the Holy Maiden, after hearing the news, she knew that she had to go and see.

Yes, she walked among the cliffs.

She was walking on the hill at this time.

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(There's another chapter in the night.) ）