Volume 1 The Sword of the West Lake Chapter 64 Deeply longing for the heart, faint and longing

Twilight is pale.

The sky is like blood.

The afterglow of the slanting sun, shining on the rippling sea surface, the water is rippling, sparkling and sparkling, and it is magnificent.

The brilliant sunset blooms in the sky, and the blood color generally dyes the sky, giving people infinite reverie.

Long Qingyun stood on the bow of the boat, his heart fluctuating: "According to the original plan, Ye Bingchen and Quan Shijie should join Zhan Aoshuang at this time." ”

In his mind, Mo Zhixuan, who was so agile and agile, suddenly flashed, Long Qingyun couldn't help but feel a sweetness in his heart, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he smiled a little.

Suddenly, a melancholy flashed between his eyebrows.

Chu Cuishan sat on the bow of the boat, noticed the subtle changes in Long Qingyun's eyes, and said heartily:

"Brother Long, don't worry, the eldest lady will be fine, and of course Miss Mo will be fine. ”

Long Qingyun looked at Chu Cuishan and bowed slightly.

I also felt strange in my heart, it stands to reason that Tuoba Xi and I knew each other first, and Tuoba Xi and himself got along with Songyang Sword Mansion for more than a month, and the relationship was more familiar.

But at this moment, what came to mind was Mo Zhixuan, who had only known her for two days. It's just that last night, the two of them were in the courtyard of Cui Bao Zhai, toasting to the moon, can they have such a longing?

In the past few days, Long Qingyun has not had time to relax at all. At this time, standing on the bow of the boat, looking at the sparkling sea, my heart is relaxed.

At this time, Mo Zhixuan's agile shadow echoed in Long Qingyun's mind, and it couldn't be erased for a long time, forming a strange feeling that was stationed in his heart: "Some people, once they meet, they will look at it for ten thousand years." ”

Missing someone is a sweet feeling, a faint expectation, looking forward to her being by her side, and her voice and smile are in front of you.

In a trance, Long Qingyun seemed to see Mo Zhixuan, and suddenly appeared in his eyes, a pretty face was so familiar, but why was the smile so cold at the moment?

Long Qingyun thought he was dazzled and rubbed his eyes.

Away from the eye.

At this time, there was a sailboat next to her, Mo Zhixuan stood on the bow of the boat, dressed in white, the sea breeze blowing, her sleeves fluttering, like a fairy floating in the sea, the wind is beautiful.

In the afterglow of the sunset, a different style is added.

Long Qingyun was overjoyed in his heart, his face was bright, and he couldn't help blurting out, "Miss Mo, why are you here?"

The girl in white on the opposite side looked indifferent.

Under the raised eyebrows, her eyes looked at the sunset on the horizon, her eyes were crystal deep and with a touch of melancholy, this melancholy made her delicate facial features even more amazing, but it was also as cold as frost and snow.

If it is said that Mo Zhixuan, who is agile and agile, is like a warm spring breeze, blooming with spring.

Then the woman in white is like ice and snow in winter, revealing a trace of coldness.

Somehow, Long Qingyun seemed to be infected by this loneliness, maybe he was seeing things and thinking about people, as if his emotions were affected by the other party, and his open-mindedness had a faint melancholy.

The woman in white and Mo Zhixuan's facial features are quite similar, but their demeanors are very different. Long Qingyun realized that he had recognized the wrong person, and arched his hand and said:

"In Xialong Qingyun, I was abrupt just now, and I ask the girl to forgive me, but the girl is too similar to the Mo girl I know in Xia!"

The woman in white was expressionless, and said lightly: "Oh, you are Long Qingyun?"

The tone was calm, his eyes swept Long Qingyun's eyes, his expression did not change in the slightest, and he was still as cold as ice.

Hearing the words "Long Qingyun", the blue-robed man sitting at the stern of the boat opposite said loudly: "You are Long Qingyun who won the competition on the West Lake Sword Debate?"

Long Qingyun was calm, humble and polite, and said solemnly: "It's exactly below." ”

At this time, the two boats were very close together, and the man in the green robe stood up, about twenty-four or five years old, and his skin was bronzed.

The facial features are angular, the bridge of the nose is extremely straight, and the eyes are deep and seem to glow with blue light. He is much taller than ordinary people, and his body is magnificent, and he looks unusually tall.

Between the eyebrows.

It is full of uninhibited and heroic domineering.