About half an hour later, the little ghost that Sang had been thinking about all the time slowly appeared on the big tree in front of the table, still holding a golden orange in his hand. Zi Mo's hand moved slightly, the orange peel disappeared immediately, he broke a small petal and put it in his mouth, Xu saw that she didn't speak for a long time, so he flew down from the tree and floated down to her front, and the silver white clothes swayed her eyes slightly.

Sang suddenly raised his eyes and looked at him seriously, "Little ghost, you are real, right?"

He ate a petal of orange again, and said lightly, "What do you think?"

"I guess it can touch you, but why hasn't anyone else noticed?"

Zi Mo's expression was faint, and his blue eyes were calm, "In short, you just think you think so." ”

Sang raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to touch him, but suddenly remembered the inexplicable pain before, and put his hand down again. "But I'm the only one in this world who knows about your existence, isn't it too strange?"

His expression didn't change much, but he was a little puzzled by her sudden doubts, "What's strange?"

"Because no one knows about you except me, it's really not me hallucinating?"

Zimo clasped his hands to his chest and looked at her thoughtfully.

Sang Wushi suddenly knocked on his head, and when he opened his eyes suddenly, the courtyard was empty, and the young man who was as pure as a god mansion was as if he had not met ......

Sang stood up suddenly, the pain of her knee hitting the stone table in a panic made her frown, she was really hallucinating?"Imp, are you there!

...... The courtyard was extremely quiet, accompanied by the rustle of leaves in the wind.

Sang suddenly took a breath and slowly closed his eyes.

And that night, she didn't sleep well all night.

In the early morning, Xiao Man came to pass the word, saying that Wusheng was waiting for her at the mouth of the Futu Palace. Sang thought about it for a while, but decided to go.

The valley entrance of the Futu Palace is a very beautiful boulevard, full of mountains and forests, and the red maple is like fire. She stepped on the red maple that covered the forest road, the red clothes dragged the ground, and she held a red bone paper umbrella in one hand, and looked at the small figure under the stone wall at the mouth of the valley. She didn't hold an umbrella, but stood quietly in the cool breeze and drizzle. When Wusheng saw her, Xiumei was slightly picky, "You are really amazing, you obviously lied, but in the end you gave Wusheng a pit." She has always been outspoken, and Sang is not surprised from time to time, not in a hurry or annoyed.

She continued, "The last time I told you about Immortality's appearance in Qishan, it was also to let you understand that I don't want to make a feud with anyone, but it's not good for you to put her in the Prison Demon Cave, right?"

Sang walked to a big rock from time to time, and despite the drizzle on the stone, he sat down, looked at the red on the ground, and yawned, "Oh." ”

"Oh what! Wu Sheng's face seemed to be slightly red from anger.

"Not before?" she looked up at her, a little amused.

She was stunned for a moment, her lips curling, "...... I didn't know before. ”

"Then what are you talking nonsense?" Sang Wushi rolled his eyes, but Wusheng walked up to her and looked at her seriously the next moment, "Do you remember the last time you were captured in Qishan, it happened that the two immortal clans captured the Futu Palace, and Wusheng retreated to the valley mouth and guarded it for a long time! She really worked hard to guard the palace, until the last time Lord Chi came back, fortunately, I have excellent medical skills, otherwise the immortals would not be able to pull her back, and now you tell me that she is a spy?"

Sang Wushi hooked his lips and chuckled, "Yes, then how do I remember that she ran faster than a rabbit in Lingxiao Hall at that time? If she had gone in at the beginning, it would not have been me who had suffered." ”

Her face turned red, "Anyway, I don't believe she's a spy when I kill her!"

"Then I'll let Chi Shu beat you to death. ”

Wusheng took a step back slightly, raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Why are you unreasonable!" Sang Wushi stood up, stretched out his hand and poked her head, and said lightly: "Little girl, you have to look like you are begging for someone, who are you showing so arrogantly." Wusheng was stumbled by her, his hands on his hips and puffing, "Don't play me! I'm not a child!"

Sang chuckled lightly, "Yes, yes, yes." ”

The cool breeze blew, and the drizzle was slightly cool, rolling up the remnants of the red maple on the ground, spinning a slight arc, and quietly falling to the ground, silently.

Wusheng's expression suddenly froze, and his black and white eyes looked at her for a moment, "I'm telling you very seriously, Wusheng is not as dirty as you think, she is a straightforward person, and she won't have so many crooked thoughts." At the beginning, the two immortal clans attacked the Demon Realm, and you and Chi Shu were both in Qishan, and when Wuxuan was later picked up, he was covered in bruises, and he almost couldn't be saved. But who of you asked her later?"

Sang Wushi also smiled and looked at her, "It's so nice, didn't you doubt her too?"

"I didn't ......," she waved her hand again, "Forget it, I can't tell you clearly, you just say that you can't save people." ”

Sang Wushi looked at the fiery red in front of him, unhurried, "You are both saving and saving without resentment, and you are about to become a savior, why don't I tell Chi Shu to send you to the Fufeng Sect to practice tomorrow?"

"You!" she seemed to be really angry, and wanted to scold her, but she didn't scold anything, her face was cold, and she turned around and was about to leave, but Sang Wushi's faint voice behind her sounded softly, "Wait." She turned her head to look at her, but her eyes were slightly lowered and the corners of her lips were slightly pursed.

For a long time, Sang Wushi looked up at Wusheng, the expression on his face was faint, and someone pleaded for mercy when others suffered a little, I don't know if someone was worried about her when she was in the Soul Lock Hall that day. All she saw was Zimo. Slightly rescuing the emotions in her eyes, she asked, "As you said in Qishan, you were really forced to retreat for a hundred miles in the Wufu Sea that day?"

Wusheng didn't seem to expect her to suddenly ask this, her expression was slightly stunned, but she was a little in a trance, but she still nodded, "It seems to be true." ”

Sang Wushi grasped the point, "Seemingly?" Wusheng also frowned slightly, "That's what I remember." ”

"So the reason you found me so late that day was because you didn't receive the blood lily I released?" she asked, her golden eyes shining with aura, looking at her fixedly.

A trace of doubt appeared on Wusheng's face, "You used Blood Lily?"

Sang Wushi's eyelashes, which were as thick as butterfly wings, trembled slightly, and suddenly turned around and left, and didn't care about Wusheng behind him. In the morning light, the depths of the red forest were smeared with a faint gold, but with the haze of rain, like a cloud dream, and her fiery red figure blended into the thick crimson, showing a trace of loneliness, gradually drifting away.

This way was in a trance, and unconsciously, she came to the courtyard of no desire, and was silent at the door for a long time, but she couldn't get rid of what she had just done in her heart, in fact, she was a little moved, if it was really as Wusheng said, in fact, Wusheng really didn't do anything unfavorable to the Futu Palace, she also gave herself the opportunity to escape first, and then she was reckless for a while. But he really didn't give her any chance.

While thinking, one of her feet was slightly raised, and when she was about to step into the courtyard, she saw no complaints coming from not far away. Because he was a spirit, he recovered very slowly after being injured, and Ruyu's face was still a little pale. Holding a box of loose chess pieces in his hand and holding a paper umbrella, he slowly approached here. When he saw Sang Wushi at the door, his eyes were a little dazed, and the corners of his lips opened slightly, but he still didn't speak. She looked at him as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't care and smiled, "When are you going to play chess?"

Seeing that she took the initiative to talk to him, he was stunned, and immediately held the handle of the black wood umbrella slightly tight, and his lips pursed, "My chess skills are not good, and I haven't won a single game so far, no, I waited for three days, and he just didn't play against me." ”

Sang raised his eyebrows from time to time, "I have heard that Wuxian rarely makes friends with people on weekdays, but you are more exquisite than him." Hearing the sarcasm in her words, he lowered his eyes slightly, like a sigh, "It's not wrong that he doesn't like to make friends, maybe it's due to too much experience, after all, for Yu Husha, it's already very good to get to this point." ”