After the disciples of the Little Fire Sect were taken away by Murong Shiyun from the hands of the four ancient clans, they went to this valley to recuperate, and then built a house and a dojo. After a few months, nearly a hundred huts had risen in the valley, which was quite large and not too crowded.

Slowly falling on the north slope, the sparse houses below give the valley a different view. The wooden house on the north slope was surrounded by a small courtyard surrounded by wooden piles with thick bowls, and Wang Han probed, but only saw the roof of the small wooden house, and two strings of wind chimes hanging on the beams, which sounded softly in the breeze.

Lightly buttoned the firewood, and then I heard a "Please wait." Wang Han was slightly stunned, he hadn't heard his senior sister's voice for a long time, and it was so kind in his ears at this moment.

The tall wooden door opened slightly, and a woman poked her head out.

"Is there ......?"

Xiao Jing poked her head out, thinking about who it looked like and what was going on. But when he saw the person in front of him, he couldn't say half a word.

"Senior sister, I've come to see you. The two long-separated sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes finally reunited at this moment, but they couldn't say a word in a thousand words.

"You still know that if you come back, do you know that if I hadn't begged the elders to find you, you would have died outside. Why didn't you come to me for so long? Xiao Jing's eyes were red, happy and resentful, and she blamed Wang Han and hugged Wang Han violently, she hugged her so tightly that she couldn't stop crying. The daughter's family's thoughts can no longer be hidden at this moment.

Compared with Xiao Jing, Wang Han may be lucky, he did not personally experience the despair of the collapse of the sect, and he did not see the predecessors of the sect fall one by one. Xiao Jing was already helpless, and the whereabouts of the dependent master Zhou Ran were unknown a few years ago, and finally met Wang Han, but this junior brother who had held his hand several times disappeared from behind the immortal mountain, and his daughter's family was lonely in this war, how not to be wronged. finally invited the elder to look for Wang Han, but found that Wang Han, who was brought back by the elder, had several deep scratches on his chest, his right shoulder was pierced, and his flesh and blood were blurred and he was already dying.

Wang Han was in a coma for a few days, and Xiao Jing stayed for a few days, until the shocking wounds were completely healed, and then he returned to this wooden house to rest, which was yesterday. I don't know how many times I cried during this period.

Everyone has someone extremely important in their hearts, whether that person feels equally important or not.

Now seeing a good Wang Han standing in front of him, Xiao Jing couldn't help it anymore, and hugged the person he almost lost forever. At this moment, the girl's shyness and reserve were forgotten.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold, but you only need to see it if you like it.

"I'm sorry, after coming out of the Immortal Mountain, I was teleported to the Nanzhao country, something happened and it was delayed for a while, and then the demon disaster broke out, I went to the sect to look for you, but it was too late, I only learned that the people of the sect were rescued, but there was no news of you, and then I searched everywhere and didn't know, so I returned to Nanzhao, and finally entered the Scattered Cultivation Alliance to go to the Summoning Kingdom to fight the demons, and then I was rescued by the elders in the valley. Feeling the body temperature of the person in his arms, Wang Han felt that he was hugging the whole world, and couldn't help but hug Xiao Jing's waist tightly with both hands.

I want to, how can I not want to. No matter what kind of friendship it is, it's just a special miss. I miss Xiao Jing taking herself to join the Little Fire Sect, and then entering the Immortal Mountain, and the two of them walked hand in hand, and they are all in front of me.

During the countless late-night practices along the way, I would occasionally stop to look up at the starry sky, and every time I thought that Xiao Jing was without a trace, I would have a heartache. But under the flames of war, I can't care about this, so I have to forcibly put away this thought countless times. If there was no demon clan coming, and there was no displacement of these countless people, Wang Han really wanted to go all over this Western Continent to find her.

"I don't believe it! I don't believe you're coming to me. Hearing the words in Wang Han's mouth, Xiao Jing slowed down her crying and snorted, but she didn't let go, and buried her head deep in her arms.

"You are the person I care about the most in this world, how can I not come to find it. Xiao Jing will not disbelieve her words, Wang Han is still confident in this. Xiao Jing obviously believed it, but Wang Han didn't break it, but hugged this "senior sister" tightly. Although Xiao Jing is called a senior sister, Xiao Jing is a few years younger than Wang Han, but Xiao Jing wants to be this senior sister, and Wang Han sometimes follows her wishes. Since he crossed over, he has never integrated himself into this world, and it was not until the softness in his arms and Xiao Jing's body temperature that Wang Han woke up. I am a person in this world, everything is real and exists, and I have gone to that trace of indifference and estrangement, and I am no longer a reed floating between heaven and earth, but has roots today.

"Really?" Xiao Jing's voice was as thin as a gossamer, Wang Han looked down, and Xiao Jing's whole face was flushed.

I held it like this for a while, until the sun on the top of the mountain completely set, and the two found that they finally separated slowly.

"Well, you come in and sit down. The two separated, Xiao Jing was a little red-faced, and a trace of tears still existed, but she didn't know what to say, so she had to whisper Wang Han in.

"Good. ”

After closing the firewood, Wang Han followed Xiao Jing into the small courtyard, and there were some flowers and plants in the courtyard, which was also in line with Xiao Jing's style and his hobby.

The door of the hut was open, and it was full of incense, some of which was the smell of the wood from which the house was built, and some of which was the fragrance of the place where the woman lived.

The house is not a single house, but a one-bedroom living room, which is blocked by a screen, but I know with my toes that it is Xiao Jing's daily resting place.

"You sit, I'll pour you tea. Entering the room, Xiao Jing led Wang Han to sit down at the table, and then went to make tea.

"Well, I haven't drunk the tea you brewed except in the valley of the Great Cold Mountain, and finally as I wished. ”

"You're getting more flamboyant. Xiao Jing glanced at her, blushed and scolded lightly, and then went to make tea by herself.

"I'm telling the truth, where is the flamboyant tongue. Wang Han's face was slightly red, and it seemed that there was a little bit of it, but even if he was really flamboyant, he would never admit it.

There are two most beautiful things in the world, one is the satisfaction after experiencing enduring hard work to achieve the ideal, and the other is the ignorant youth love, which is like the most beautiful flower in the world, blooming in the eyes of the lover.

Men and women who fall into strong love feel that everything is so beautiful, every hug, every kiss is so happy, and they can also perceive the joy and passion in each other's souls from afar, and there is no world in the eyes of the lover at this time, only the lover.

Not to mention Xiao Jing making tea, even if Xiao Jing poured a cup of bitter artemisia water for Wang Han at the moment, Wang Han also felt sweet.

Reunited after a long absence, complaining to each other, the two talked about the experience after parting while drinking tea, and unconsciously the eastern moon had risen, the soft and white moonlight poured down from the sky, and the whole courtyard was cool and mysterious. The night croaker kept screaming somewhere under the slope, Xiao Jing's face rippled in Wang Han's heart under the faint yellow light, looking at the night, Wang Han didn't dare to stay, drank the last cup of tea and got up, and said, "Then I'll go back, and I'll look for you tomorrow." ”

"Okay, I'll send you. Xiao Jing lowered her eyebrows, she had just met this beloved, but her daughter's family couldn't leave her behind, so she got up to send her off.

The moonlight in the courtyard was so soft that occasionally a few wolf howls sounded on the top of the mountain in the distance. The two walked side by side, looking at the people in the moonlight, Wang Han gently held Xiao Jing's white and slender little hand.

"Don't. Xiao Jing struggled slightly, and then let Wang Han lead her.

The gentleness of the palm of his hand Wang Han couldn't give it up at all, and he didn't want to go back in his heart, but if he stayed here like this, he wouldn't let Xiao Jing misunderstand that he was a light thief.

The wooden house was so close to the firewood, but the two walked for a while, and when they reached the firewood, Wang Han couldn't hold back any longer, and as soon as his hand was forced, Xiao Jing arrived in his arms.

"Senior sister, is it okay to be my girlfriend?" Wang Han hugged Xiao Jing tightly, feeling the tenderness in his arms, and could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart.

"What girlfriend? shouldn't it be ......"

"What is it?"

"Nothing. ”

Xiao Jing struggled slightly. Only then did Wang Han understand that the word "girlfriend" was not common in this world, and hurriedly said: "Girlfriend is almost the current Taoist couple." ”

"Oh. Xiao Jing's voice was as thin as a gossamer. Obviously, Xiao Jing still didn't understand too much, Wang Han wanted to explain again, but he didn't want Xiao Jing to misunderstand, so he didn't want to break this rare quiet.

"Senior sister, you look up. After hugging for a while, Wang Han's voice sounded softly.

"How ......"

Xiao Jing, who raised her head from her arms, her eyes were as bright as the moon, and before Xiao Jing finished speaking, Wang Han covered her red lips and hugged her hands tighter.

"Woo ......"

Suddenly, Xiao Jing was at a loss, she didn't understand this kind of thing at all, and she didn't know how to deal with it for a while, but her intuition told her that she should refuse, but then a fascination came to her heart, and the whole person didn't struggle for a while and began to get lost, and her hands tightly strangled Wang Han's waist, as if she was about to fall into it, and for a while, the entire courtyard fell into an inexplicable atmosphere.

The two kissed deeply together, and the whole world was quiet at this moment, feeling the softness on his chest, Wang Han became uneasy, and the indescribable place was propped up, and Xiao Jing's face suddenly turned red. A scorching breath rose, and the two fell into a deep entanglement. The love and lovesickness, joy and grievance, hesitation and doubt of the two fused together at this moment, and finally sublimated.

lingered for a long time, and in reluctance, the two finally separated under this round of clear moon.

"It's strange, why can't that kid come down, no. At this moment, a middle-aged man was leaning on a big tree, holding a simple sword in his arms, and a wine gourd hung from the sword. This middle-aged man is Wang Han who met Zichuan, a monk in the early stage of condensing the soul who was roasting chicken, at this moment Zichuan stared at the north slope, picked up the gourd from time to time and took a sip of wine, and was hesitating to ask the neighbor to share this gossip.

Watching the moon rise higher and higher, Zichuan drank more and more frequently, and there was a trace of anxiety in his eyes, but at the same time there was a hint of excitement.

If that little aunt and grandmother are accepted, I'm afraid there will be a lot of sad people in this valley, and it's exciting to think about it. Thinking of this, Zichuan didn't wait any longer, and prepared to wake up his neighbor Wushi Daoren.

Just as he was about to descend from the tree, suddenly a faint light appeared in the sky, and swept straight away from the north slope.

"Alas, Bai waited most of the night. After that, Zichuan picked up the wine gourd and poured a sip, and after burping with a strong smell of wine, he went down the tree and went back to the house to cultivate.