Walking into the courtyard, it is like stepping into another world, and the red fallen leaves everywhere are stepping on it, 'squeaking'.

From time to time, there is a red leaf that swirls and falls, Shui Miaomiao catches a red leaf and plays with it in her hand, if you know it early, you will come here to pick up some leaves, and make a bookmark together.

"Yueshan, Yueshan?" shouted a few times, but there was no response.

Isn't it there? Running around before his body recovers.

Shui Miaomiao looked at a pavilion not far away, and walked over.

I don't know when Yueshan will come back, sitting on the bench, leaning on the railing to support his chin, and turning the red leaves in his hands boringly.

The breeze rises, the red leaves on the branches fly by the wind, reaching the sky, the strong red, stunned by the water Miaomiao, the fallen leaves clearly symbolize the extinction, but at the moment the beauty can not be seen directly, like a fire to burn this sky.

I suddenly understood why Mr. Wu said that his sword dance form was no longer in the gods, this is what Yueshan said, the vitality that I lack in my dance.

Raising the red leaves in his hand, he took out a long sword from Shui Yingyin, Shui Miao stepped on the stool and jumped out of the pavilion, moving with the wind and dancing with the leaves.

The red leaves that are about to fall to the ground, with the help of the skirt that Shui Miao rotates, go straight to the sky······

In Yueshan's boudoir, under the pillow, Yun Lingzhu stayed there quietly.

There were too many capable people in the Gu Immortal Sect, and Yueshan didn't dare to run around with the Yun Ling Bead.

The glaive in the spirit bead was resting, feeling the fluctuations of spiritual power outside the house, slowly gathering and forming and floating in the air.

Does this feel like a fellow race? but isn't it too weak, Glaive looked at his hidden hand, and it was useful for himself to recover when he was weak.

Coming out of the wall and looking at the dancing water miaomiao next to the pavilion, no! She is not! Because of the dance? It seems that no one has taught Yueshan, and some things cannot be given to others!

"Ahh

Raise your eyes and meet the eyes of the glaive floating in the air.

There is no shadow, no feet floating in the air, and he is dressed in white, what can it be?

"Ghost!" Shui Miaomiao immediately threw down her sword, turned around and ran away, 'Touch!', Shui Miaomiao hit the pillar of the pavilion accurately, rolled her eyes and fainted.

Glaive stepped forward and was stunned for two or three seconds, this is a fool!

It doesn't matter if you're really stupid or fake, if you know that you exist, you can't keep this person.

Control the long sword that Shui Miao Miao fell to the side, and smashed Shui Miao Miao's Heavenly Heart.

"It's a beautiful courtyard. ”

"yes, yes. ”

"Senior Sister Yueshan, where do you put these things?"

Someone was still a group of people, the sword deviated from the trajectory, wiped Shui Miaomiao's hair, inserted it into the ground, and the glaive turned into a point of light and returned to the spirit bead.

"I'm really bothering you, so I'll put the warehouse over there first. Yueshan pointed in the direction and smiled, "I'll go and prepare some tea for you." ”

Turning around and retracting her smile, Yueshan clutched her chest, which was still aching, she didn't need it before, but now with Glaive, she desperately needed a private place to live.

Otherwise, she would not have supported her sick body, been the first bird, to curry favor with everything, and obtain the right to live alone in the hospital.

What is that pavilion? The sword stuck in the ground made a noise in the wind, so let's take a closer look.

"Miao Miao!" Yueshan hurriedly stepped forward to help Shui Miao Miao sit up, what is going on with this forehead?

After checking that everything was normal, it was just a red patch on my forehead.

Picking Shui Miao up, Yueshan stood up and looked at the long sword on the side, which was the long sword issued by Mr. Wu to practice sword dance.

It's just an unopened soft sword, how did it get into the ground?

Pulling out the long sword, Yueshan looked at the hair that was blown away, frowned, and walked towards the boudoir with a slight pause, and walked to the distance, the room that had not yet been cleaned up properly.

"Well, hmm. Shui Miao Miao woke up in a daze, propped up the bed and sat up, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" The hand touched her forehead, and Shui Miaomiao immediately called.

"Of course it hurts, it's all swollen. Yueshan, who found the medicine, pressed Shui Miaomiao back to the bed.

"Yueshan?"

"Well, it's me, stupid?" opened the medicine bottle and was about to give Shui Miaomiao medicine, Shui Miaomiao suddenly sat up from the bed, crashed into Yueshan's arms, and howled, "Ghosts, ghosts, this courtyard is haunted!" ”

The medicine bottle fell to the ground, and Yueshan looked at Shui Miaomiao who was crying in her arms with some tears and laughter, "How can there be a ghost, even if there is a real one, we are cultivators, can't we beat it?"

"I can't beat it, I'm most afraid of ghosts. ”

"Alright. Yueshan coaxed lightly, "Let's take the medicine first, doesn't your forehead hurt?"

"It hurts. Shui Miaomiao said with a crying voice.

"Then take the medicine first. Lifting Shui Miaomiao's chin, Yueshan gently applied the medicine, "This eye is red from crying." ”

Shui Miaomiao's eyes were slightly red, and there were tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

"I didn't expect Miao Miao to be so daring. ”

"Who's small. Shui Miaomiao stretched out her hand and counted, "I'm also afraid of insects, snakes and ghosts, and I'm very bold at other times." ”

Yueshan wiped the tears from the corners of Shui Miaomiao's eyes, which was not convincing at all.

"Isn't it really haunted?

"Miao Miao. Yueshan interrupted Shui Miaomiao's self-talk, "The courtyard was rewarded to me by the master for seeing my good behavior, and I haven't lived yet!

"Well, I guess I'm wrong. Shui Miaomiao touched her forehead, and her hand was opened by Yueshan, "The medicine hasn't dried yet, don't touch it." ”

"Oh. Shui Miaomiao put down her hand and grabbed the corner of Yueshan's clothes, "How can there really be a ghost, I was probably blinded by the sand blown by the wind." ”

Seeing that Shui Miaomiao was no longer entangled in the ghost's affairs, Yueshan put away the medicine bottle and smiled a little.

"By the way, let me tell you, I found the sense of life that you said I lacked in my dance, and I'll show you!"

"Alright. Yueshan grabbed Shui Miaomiao, "When the swelling on your forehead subsides, you are saying, you came to me for dancing?"

"No, I'm here, what are I here for?" Shui Miao was stunned for two or three seconds and slapped her forehead, "I remember, it hurts!"

"You really don't want the swelling to go away. ”

Yueshan hurriedly pulled down Shui Miaomiao's hand and blew lightly.

"This is a habit, generally when I think of something, I like to pat my head, everyone is the same, but I am too accustomed to it and don't notice it. ”

"You're here. Yueshan wiped the ointment off Shui Miaomiao's hand, "The medicine is going to be re-applied, don't call it." ”

"I can't guarantee it. Shui Miao blinked innocently.

It was really lost to Miao Miao, and Yueshan was angry and not funny, so he could only shake his head helplessly and reopen the medicine bottle.

"I'll put a gauze on you. ”

"It looks so ugly. Shui Miao dodged.

"It's better to be ugly than if you're slapping your forehead, don't move. Yueshan circled Shui Miao into her arms and forced gauze to be pasted.

Shui Miao pouted, "Yueshan, you're not gentle, you don't love me anymore." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Tsukisui let go of his hand, pulled away a bit, and lowered his head to collect his things.

I touched the gauze on my head, and it was already pasted, what else can I do?

took out the bookmark from Shui Yingyin and handed it to Yueshan's eyes, "I kept my promise to deliver the bookmark." ”

I thought it was just a casual remark, Yueshan raised her head and crashed into Shui Miaomiao's sincere eyes, and lost her mind for a moment.

"Why? Seeing that Yueshan didn't respond for a long time, Shui Miaomiao withdrew her hand, "What pattern do you like, I can customize it for you." ”

"Nope. Snatched the bookmark from Shui Miaomiao's hand, "I like it very much." ”

"You haven't even seen it yet!"

"Who said that. Yueshan looked at the bookmarks in his hand, a total of four, the drawing was a dancing person, swept the four bookmarks, "She's dancing, this dance?" "It's amazing, it seems to be something that he follows day and night, that kind of unattainable realm."

"Do you like it?" Shui Miaomiao leaned closer and asked, this was after she racked her brains to recall, imitating the flying dance painting on the Dunhuang mural, but she bothered to do it.

"yes, I like it. Yueshan nodded, leaning the bookmark on her heart, it's not that she is narcissistic, the person on this painting is herself!

The style of the clothes is the way Shui Miao Miao first saw me dancing in the world, so Miao Miao thinks that one day I can do the same? Miao Miao understands me!

Tsukisugi sniffed and rubbed his eyes.

Do you like this reaction? Without waiting for Shui Miaomiao to ask, Yueshan hugged Shui Miaomiao and hugged her tightly, "Thank you, I like it, I really like ······"

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