Between the pavilions of the South Bird House, there is a pleasant sound of the piano.

The corners of her mouth went up, she stopped stroking the piano, she was very happy with the playing just now, she looked sideways at Mo Chen, "How?"

"Good. Mo Chen's sweet smile appeared on his face again, and when he saw Qin Luo's smile, it was more like returning to her childhood, innocent.

Qin Luo waved the strings and asked, "When did you study the qin again?"

"There's no research, it's just self-cultivation, and by the way, it's grinding your temperament. “

"So your stubborn temperament as a child was transformed by playing the qin?" Qin Luo had long felt that Mo Chen's current gentle and calm style was the opposite of his childhood personality.

"Probably. Mo Chen changed his posture and said, "The music theory homework in the assessment seems to have nothing to do with martial arts training, but on the contrary, this is the most important thing." “

Qin Luo raised his eyebrows, "En, what do you mean?"

"In the competition, the more anxious you are to win, the easier it is to expose your flaws, and the easier it is to be anxious if you are suppressed. Mo Chen smiled slightly, "You were also annoyed by the mistake just now, but the more annoyed you are, the easier it is to make mistakes." “

Qin Luo nodded, agreeing with his remarks.

Mo Chen looked at her side face affectionately, "But for your martial arts, these don't hinder you." “

"Thank you so much for the compliment. Qin Luo withdrew her hands, a little tired, she was not interested in stroking the qin to cultivate her sentiments, just to cope with the assessment.

Seeing her like this, Mo Chen handed her a cup of tea, "You rest for a while, I'll play a song for you." “

Qin Luo was very fresh when he heard this, "Very good, I just want to see the appearance of the young master of Nancang Fuqin." “

She moved aside, leaving room for Mo Chen to play freely.

Mo Chen adjusted his sitting posture and looked at Qin Luo gently, his fingertips gently slid over the strings, and the deep sound of the piano sounded slowly, and the aftermath was far away.

As soon as the ethereal piano sounded, one string and one note, it touched the emotions. Suddenly, Qin Luo's eyes were full of tenderness, and his thoughts drifted away...

Mo Chen saw her smile faintly, like moonlight shining on the ground. She maintains a noble atmosphere, calm and serious, tepid, not salty. The breeze blows, blowing her hair, diffusing a faint fragrance, not public, not rich, but refreshing.

And his eyes were staring at Qin Luo like a torch, although the sound of the piano was right, his heart was in turmoil...

The few days I spent with Luo'er were the happiest time of my life. I hope to be able to live a life of growing old with her like this, it is really in vain.

Wishing to be a one-hearted person, white heads are not separated, it is a commitment and a wish.

The lake is sparkling, turquoise like emerald, with a layer of gentle ripples, gently lapping the shore.

In the jungle on the quiet shore, there was a sudden movement of branches and leaves. One came from the middle, and then the other followed.

"This is the treasure land of the fast Nancang swordsmanship you said?"

Qin Luo looked at the lake, there were dozens of stone pillars, between the columns, the interval was about four feet, the cylindrical surface was narrow, and there was only room for two feet standing side by side. The cylinder protrudes thirty feet above the surface of the lake, and the length of the cylinder is incalculable when you add in the depth of the lake.

Although the scale of this place is large and very rare, Qin Luo looked at the man in the dark coat beside him with a deceived expression on his face.

Mo Chen smiled slightly, "That's it, I may not have been here for a long time." He pulled Qin Luo forward a few steps.

"Isn't this a plum blossom pile? Qin Luo held his forehead, "Why would I believe you...", with a look of regret, he shook off Mo Chen's hand, "Don't make trouble, time is short, I'll go to practice the sword first." “

Mo Chen saw her turn around to leave, and teleported to rub her waist, "Don't be in a hurry to go, I haven't finished talking yet." “

Qin Luo said helplessly, "Haven't we practiced the plum blossom pile since we were children, and with the light skills now, it is even more difficult for me." “

Mo Chen pulled her again, went to the shore, took out a thin white silk from his sleeve, and personally tied it behind Qin Luo's head to cover his eyes.

Qin Luo didn't stop it, and sighed, "Even if you cover your vision, it's not too difficult, I have already written down the location of the stone pillar just now." “

"I know that as long as there is something related to medicine and martial arts, you will never forget it. “

Qin Luo turned his head and said puzzledly, "Then you are still like this?"

"I'm not going to let you go. Mo Chen rubbed her again, "Come, there is moss on the stone pillar, don't be careless." Saying that, Mo Chen took her and flew up to the stone pillar with light skills. With a gentle push, Qin Luo took advantage of this strength to land on the stone pillar alone, standing steadily, without the slightest fluster.

She covered her eyes with white silk, used only her ears to discern the direction, held her sword, and said calmly, "How do you want me to practice?"

Mo Chen stood on the stone pillar in the distance, stretched out his hand to sense the direction of the wind, "It's coming soon." “

When the words fell, there was silence all around, and suddenly, there was a sensation. Qin Luo sensed the movement and headed towards one place.

What is the sound?

She listened to the sound, like the wind, but it was not simple. Menacing, I don't know what it is. Qin Luo clenched the hilt of his sword, ready to strike at any moment.

Mo Chen also looked at that place, and a hurricane drove the surrounding woods, and the scattered leaves were swept up, and they were like a mouthful. In an instant, the wind direction changed and rushed straight towards Qin Luo. The wind swirls with many leaves, hitting your face.

The scope of the hurricane was extremely large, and it had surrounded the two of them in an instant, and the tail of their clothes was blown by the wind, and the two of them did not have a trace of fear, and they stood firm. Mo Chen accumulated internal force in the palm of his hand and rolled a few leaves into it. He looked at Qin Luo, exerted his strength, and struck in her direction, and the weak leaves turned into sharp blades under the internal force, and quickly stabbed away.

There was a loud noise around Qin Luo, but he also sensed a vision. She lowered her body, charged her strength, and used her swordsmanship to block the few sharp leaves. As soon as she blocked the next blow, she reappeared from behind, and as soon as she stood firmly, she turned over, and the silver sword qi rushed straight to one side.

Mo Chen teleported his bearing, and then increased the difficulty. Attacking from both sides, facing Qin Luo head-on. In the wind, she quickly transformed her swordsmanship and changed her gestures. A number of leaves were cut off, and the leaves were cut in half with tendons, and slowly fell on the surface of the lake.

At this time, another hurricane struck, disrupting the trajectory of the leaves on both sides. What a wonderful natural sight this is, it is simply unbelievable.

Mo Chen continued to test her, and the leaves came straight to her again. Qin Luo was a little confused by the direction of the wind, but he didn't have a clue, but sensed all this more calmly.

The left ear was agile, the sword stabbed in one place quickly, and the leaves fell like a deflated air, she realized that the blow had been broken, but she didn't expect to fly back to half a leaf, the speed was too fast, Qin Luo couldn't get rid of it, and the half leaf directly grazed her collar.

This scene came and went quickly. The two winds collided for a few seconds, and then disappeared without a trace. The leaves that were stirred in the air lost their momentum and slowly fell down.

Under this fallen leaf, Qin Luo touched the collar, the corners had been cut, and the corners of his mouth rose, "Interesting." “

Mo Chen also accidentally discovered that there was such a scene here, which was really incredible. And this wind direction, driving the leaves, the trajectory is unpredictable, which is extremely useful for cultivating the Nancang swordsmanship. It is also a test of swordsmanship proficiency and speed, in order to quickly grasp the essence.

The first time Qin Luo encountered this, he knew why Mo Chen's swordsmanship cultivation was so wonderful, and he thought that he had been honing it here for many years.

Since then, Mo Chen has led Qin Luo here every day to practice swordsmanship, and he has carefully guided him.

The sun is warm, fresh and natural, sprinkled on the verdant lake. Qin Luo was in the foliage hurricane, his posture was agile, and his changing moves were the highlights of this scene.

Mo Chen stood on the shore and looked at Qin Luo with sharp eyes, "Thunder Wind Cut, Dragon Capture Slash, Shadow Sumeru, Seven Stars Transformation, Mengshan River, Three Flying Shocking Heavens." “

He continued to utter swordsmanship moves without pause. Qin Luo was able to completely keep up with the speed of his words, and his movements were extremely sensitive.

Qin Luo was in it, swaying upward, spinning his body, the silver sword qi around him was entangled, and all the leaves were crushed. Suddenly, the hurricane dissipated and the blades fell.

Mo Chen's guidance in the past few days enabled Qin Luo to quickly master the Nancang swordsmanship, and now the swordsmanship is even the same. Mo Chen was also very pleased in his heart, after all, he had taught the disciples swordsmanship for many years, and Qin Luo alone could keep up with the tricks he said. In this way, Mo Chen appreciated her more and more, and her affection became deeper.

Qin Luo turned over in the air, covering his eyes with white silk, knowing that there was a stone pillar under his feet, as long as he fell quietly, he could return to the shore smoothly.

She landed on the pillar with one foot, and just wanted to keep up with the other, but she didn't know that a leaf had fallen on the pillar, and the geography was damp, and the stone pillar was mossy everywhere. When you step on the leaves, you lose your center of gravity and fall straight down.

"Luo'er!"

Seeing this, Mo Chen panicked, jumped up, and tapped the water. But the shore was some distance from Qin Luo, and Mo Chen had just rubbed her, and the two of them were close to the lake. They tangled together and fell into the water, splashing and disappearing.

The turquoise surface of the lake is covered with layers of lines. The two of them fell straight into the water for a few feet, the moment Mo Chen entered the water, he had no intention of letting go of his hands, he sensed the cold lake water, and tried to open his eyes and find Qin Luo.

He stared at one place with wide eyes, a white silk slowly rising, and the one who was sinking below was Qin Luo, who spit out a few mouthfuls of foam, her expression was very uncomfortable.

Mo Chen's heart was shocked, and he quickly swam there. Seeing that Qin Luoyuan was struggling, but there was no movement in an instant, his body slowly descended, and he was unable to let go of his clenched fists.

At this time, under the pitch black water, a hand was stretched out, holding her hand tightly, and looking at it. Qin Luo's body rose a few points. Mo Chen swam to her side, hugged her tightly, looked up at the lake, and swam hard.

On the silent surface of the lake, the heads of the two jumped out in an instant, and with a rough gasp, they went to a stone pillar. Mo Chen grabbed the stone pillar with one hand, while Qin Luo was in his arms, his hands outlined his neck, and he couldn't stop coughing.

Mo Chen was terrified and kept calling her, hoping that she could reply. Qin Luo relieved himself and looked at him panting, feeling a lot more relieved, "Mo Chen..."

He listened to Qin Luo's call, the tension was reduced a lot, his heart was sore, he grabbed her back shoulders tightly, and buried her in his arms, "Luo'er..."

Qin Luo heard his trembling voice, propped himself up and looked at him carefully, with a shocked expression. Is it scared?

"I'm fine, just choked on a few mouthfuls of water. She reached out and touched his cheek unfamiliarly, relieving his nervousness.

Mo Chen clasped her hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and hugged her again, silently. He experienced Luo'er's serious injury, and he couldn't see her hurt anymore, he was really afraid... Only by hugging him tightly can he be reassured, knowing that Luo'er is by his side, and he never wants to lose her again, never want to again...

The trees are lush and cool, and the sun shines through the layers of leaves on the ground covered with dead leaves. As the breeze came, a fire was blowing, and the spark jumped and exploded.

Qin Luo was wearing a thin undershirt, sitting by the fire with his legs bent, and stirring the dead branches with branches, trying to make the flames burn more vigorously. She slowly raised her head, holding her cheeks and staring intently.

Mo Chen was not far away, his hands trembling and his soaked coat, and from time to time water droplets splashed, sprinkled like stars in the sun. He also took off his coat and wore an indigo gown with a wide collar until the waist and abdomen under his chest, and the lines of his abdominal muscles were faintly exposed.

Qin Luo was not ashamed of this, after all, he was a martial arts practitioner, and his body must be strong. But she still watched without squinting, just because Mo Chen had his hair in a bun, and his long hair was scattered, and he was also seeing it for the first time.

The hair next to his cheeks was messy, and he could vaguely see his side face. Qin Luo only now carefully observed that Mo Chen's facial features were as handsome as a knife carving, with a touch of gentleness in her delicateness, and her bright and deep eyes, calm gaze, added a sense of nobility. It is really fresh and handsome, and the aura is magnificent, Qin Luo tilted his head and thought.

Mo Chen was very fond of girls when she was a child, but she didn't understand why at first, but now she realizes that she went by looking at her appearance. A man looks like this, as a woman, he is a little ashamed.

Qin Luo stared blankly, Mo Chen tidied up his coat and hung it on a low branch, and Qin Luo's coat was also hung here. He turned and walked towards himself. Qin Luo was shocked when he saw him coming, and subconsciously lowered his head. His heart was beating extremely fast, and his whole body was hot, and Qin Luo couldn't understand how he felt. Why did this feeling come again, if I really suffered from heart palpitations, it seems that I will go back and fry a few calming medicines.

Mo Chen sat next to her and took the branch from Qin Luo's hand, "I'll come." “

Qin Luo took a deep breath, condensed his mind, and replied simply.

She didn't make the fire burn vigorously, probably because of distraction. Under Mo Chen's fiddling, the flames burned even more vigorously. Qin Luo felt the warmth beside him, and the clothes on his body were already dry. However, her whole body was inexplicably hot just now, but it made her sweat a little, presumably by the fire for too long, casually lifting up the sleeves on both sides, dissipating heat.

Mo Chen saw her exposed snow-skinned arms, took a closer look and said, "Your scar has faded a lot." “

Qin Luo also looked at it when he heard this, and smiled, "En, indeed." “

At the same time, they showed meaningful eyes, thinking back to the first day of Qin Luo's recovery...

Mo Chen pushed open the door and saw Qin Luo sitting on a chair reading carefully. He sat down and took a medicine bottle from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Qin Luo put down the book and looked there, "This is..."

"Twilight juice, you should be familiar with it. Mo Chen looked at her.

Qin Luo stretched out his hand to take it and probe, showing a natural smile, this medicine is indeed familiar to him, twilight green juice is a good medicine for scars, drop it in the soup when bathing, and if you insist on using it, no matter how long and deep the scar will fade. "Mother's medicine, you have a lot of this. “

"The wonderful medicine made by Aunt Su has benefited the entire Nancang disciples a lot. “

"The development of this medicine is for people who practice martial arts, and you should keep a few bottles. Qin Luo put it back on the table and continued to read.

Mo Chen pulled her, put the medicine bottle in her hand, and held it tightly, her eyes were solemn but with injuries, "Luo'er, this medicine is specially for you." “

"Me?" The two looked at each other, and Qin Luo looked at him with a sad and determined gaze.

"Forget those ten years and go back to Nancang to start over. “