Xiang Xuelan bypassed a corridor and stopped in front of the door of a room, and faintly heard a slight sobbing coming from inside......

She sighed inwardly and raised her hand to knock on the door, but after a moment's hesitation, she turned to push.

With a squeak, the two doors were gently pushed open by Xiang Xuelan, and she took a light lotus step and walked through the threshold.

In the bedroom, Han Rou was lying on the bed and was covered with her head. The embroidered quilt shook slightly from time to time as she sobbed.

"Senior sister~" Xiang Xuelan walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, stretched out her hand and touched Han Rou's back through the futon, and called softly.

Han Rou bounced up from the bed like a fried cat, and yelled at Xiang Xuelan, "Don't touch me, get out!"

Xiang Xuelan's expression froze, she didn't expect that Han Rou, who had never spoken loudly in the past, would yell at her at this time, which showed the resentment in her heart.

Also, the junior sister had been miserable for three years, and finally learned that he came back alive, and before the pain in his heart had poured out, he found that he was empty and happy.

With such ups and downs, I'm afraid no one can accept it......

Xiang Xuelan was full of deep pain and self-blame, and explained softly: "Senior sister, I have nothing to do with him, you are worried about ......"

"Really?" Han Rou asked, staring straight at Xiang Xuelan.

Xiang Xuelan nodded lightly and affirmed, "Really!"

Han Rou suddenly laughed, laughing mockingly, and then said lightly: "Senior sister, although I am stupid, I am not stupid...... Are you lying to me, or are you lying to yourself?"

Xiang Xuelan opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything after all, and for a while, both of them fell into silence.

After a while, Han Rou said softly, "Senior Sister, I don't want to see you for the time being, can you go out?"

Although these words were calm, listening to Xiang Xuelan's ears was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

The most hurtful words in this world are not extremely mocking, not vicious words, not hysterical yelling, but the people close to you, indifferent and polite to you.

Xiang Xuelan looked at Han Rou's resolute eyes, her delicate body trembled slightly, and finally stood up silently and walked out of the door.

She knew that everything she said at this time was in vain, and at the same time, she also knew that as long as she walked out of this door at this time, the two of them would never be able to go back to the past.

Placing the spirit sword refined by Mu Wanfeng on the table in the living room, Xiang Xuelan closed the door again, looking at the sky of Yaoguang Peak with a sad expression......

With a melancholy mood, Mu Wanfeng left Yaoguang Peak and returned to her nest.

"Brother Winwind, are you back?" exclaimed Rice.

Mu Wanfeng remembered that Han Rou's beautiful face revealed the misery that did not belong to her, and the bitter love pill violently tugged at her heart.

He looked at the rice with a solemn face and asked, "Rice, am I shameless?"

Seeing Mu Wanfeng's serious expression, the wagging tail of the rice immediately straightened, and Mu Wanfeng's head froze in the air.

"Brother Wanfeng, I suddenly remembered that Sister Xiao taught me a set of exercises, and I haven't practiced it today. When it was done, it ran away.

It's true that he looks like a dog, but it's not a real dog, so obviously sending a proposition, can he be stupid enough to answer?

Mu Wanfeng smiled bitterly and asked Xiaomi again: "Xiaomi, what do you think?"

"What do you think?" Xiaomi asked rhetorically, paused and then exclaimed: "If shamelessness can be regarded as a cultivation talent, you are already alone in the world!

Mu Wanfeng rolled her eyes and said, "Is there such a comforting thing as you?"

Xiaomi popped out of his head, glanced at him, and said lightly: "Let me ask you a question, even if both of them follow you, but they are in trouble at the same time, which one do you save first?"

"Uh......"

This question stumped Mu Wanfeng, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't come up with an answer, and the pain in his heart was reduced a lot.

Millet then shouted: "So, instead of having a short spring night here and having a long love for your children, you should hurry up and cultivate." You are in the Shenzhou Continent, and your strength is not yet at the top, let alone outside?"

Hearing this, Mu Wanfeng felt unconvinced, and actually had a strong interest in the righteous path competition a year later.

He wanted to see if the Jindan period monks in the Righteous Dao Sect could win in battle.

Immediately, he took out his aura and entered the state of cultivation, preparing for the righteous confrontation after a year......

Time is like fine sand between your fingers, you can't hold it, and you can't keep it, you can only grind calluses in the gravel and gradually become mature.

In the blink of an eye, Mu Wanfeng spent a spring and summer in cultivation.

In the past six months, he has been to Yaoguang Peak three times, and there is no doubt that all the outside of the column have been closed, and he has not even seen Han Rou's face.

Xiang Xuelan didn't avoid it, but he noticed that in Xiang Xuelan's tone, there was no longer a feeling like a spring breeze, but an extra blandness.

This kind of blandness rejects people for thousands of miles, like a gap between the two.

In order to reduce the pain and prevent the bitter pill from attacking, Mu Wanfeng spent all her time on cultivation, forcing herself not to think nonsense.

In the past six months, Qiu Fusheng has often visited, saying that it is to tie the thigh of the future refining master, and the friendship between the two has become deeper and deeper.

And I don't know what the reason is, Mu Wanfeng's original good friends haven't come recently.

He didn't think too much about it, and for the sake of cultivation, he was also happy to be quiet.

It's just that the secret weapons that Ji Nanmu asked to refine have not decreased, but also increased more and more, taking up most of Mu Wanfeng's time.

But Mu Wanfeng had no choice, in order to get the aura and fill the two bottomless pits between himself and Xiaomi, he accepted them all.

Unconsciously, it has been more than two years since he returned to Yuntian Palace, and there is about a small part of the copied refining inheritance after deleting the complexity and simplification.

After going to Huofeng Tower and handing over this part of the refining inheritance to Wan Beichen, he began to enter the crazy cultivation again......

In the blink of an eye, winter goes to spring.

After experiencing several heavy snowfalls, the seven main peaks are all covered with snow, covered in silver, and with the mist floating in the mountains, it is a group of immortal holy lands.

Kaiyang Peak, cabins

The sword-forging platform in front of the door was covered with thick snow, and its sides were also covered with large and small ice cubes, as if to pour out the laziness of the master.

Since the beginning of winter, Ji Nanmu has not been here, and the Sword Casting Platform has rarely rested for a few months.

Mu Wanfeng rarely pushed the door out, greeted the warm sunshine, looked at the white snow that the trees shook off from time to time due to the wind, and slowly exhaled a breath of white air.

His clothes were crumpled, his face was full of stubble, and his unkempt hair showed that he hadn't been groomed for more than half a year.

If it weren't for the fact that his skin was still white, people would think he was a middle-aged greasy uncle.

"Woo Woo ......"

A dog barked and broke the tranquility of the mountain, and the rice circled around Mu Wanfeng a few times, and shouted excitedly: "Brother Wanfeng, you are finally willing to come out, I almost thought that you couldn't see the light, and you had nothing to love......"

Mu Wanfeng chuckled and said, "Yes, I've almost forgotten what the peaks and mountains look like on a woman's chest......"

At that moment, a familiar and slightly flirtatious voice came to mind from the woods.

"Senior brother~ Qing Ke Nian Yaoguang Shengjinghu?"

Mo Yushu slowly walked out of the forest, revealing the smiling and handsome face. A blue robe fluttered and fluttered, and the end was chic and extraordinary......

Mu Wanfeng watched Mo Yushu coming, pursed her lips, and said, "I hate you the most like a man who walks with his own wind, Sao Bao!"

Mo Yushu shook his head and said, "Qing's evil is born of jealousy. ”

"Throat?" Mu Wanfeng mocked, "So, you're very likable, aren't you?"

"Yet," Mo Yushu smiled confidently: "Lone Zhijun, higher than the aesthetics of the world, recently thought, Lone should not close the door, not for him, just because in recent years, Lone has failed his own appearance, how can he hide it as a pearl?"

Mu Wanfeng said disdainfully: "There is a word called broom self-cherishing, and there is a common saying that Wang Po sells melons." Hmph, no matter how handsome his appearance jumps out of his mouth, it will be cheap. ”

Mo Yushu snapped, threw off the folding fan, and said while fanning: "No, lonely words and deeds, how can you be bound by the world, if so, it is tantamount to ignoring everyone~"

"Hehe......" Mu Wanfeng said with a smile: "Then this dissolute senior brother, has he found a maverick other half?"

Mo Yushu folded the fan for a moment, and a figure appeared in his mind, and after several breaths, he fanned the folding fan again.

"The most important thing is the spring of the year, junior brother, such a beautiful day, why don't you go out with a lonely trip?" Mo Yushu bypassed the topic.

Mu Wanfeng was stunned for a moment and asked, "You came here for this?"

"Life is too short, if you don't have fun in time, wouldn't you waste your time?" Mo Yushu said indifferently.

Mu Wanfeng also wanted to relax the tight string in her brain during this time, so she agreed without thinking too much.

instructed the rice to let him take care of his family, and then took the spirit sword of the ink jade book.

However, when Moyushu Edgeworth took him towards Yaoguang Peak, he immediately regretted it, this was to revisit the old place......

But on second thought, the crooked pool should still be frozen by now, and where would anyone take a bath in the morning?

Mu Wanfeng was a little relieved, but she was still worried.

I haven't been pitted by Moyushu for three years, and I actually took off my guard against him, and now that I'm on the thief ship, it's too late to regret it.

Between the seven main peaks of Yuntian Palace, the distance is far and far, and it is short and short, for monks who can fly with a sword, it is just a blink of an eye.

Soon, the two of them came to a dense forest, surrounded by vigorous ancient pines, whose leaves were as thin as needles.

The pine forest is also covered with snow, but if you look closely, you will see a patch of lush grass with only the dew that sets in the morning.

Looking at these grasses, Mu Wanfeng really felt that Yuntian Palace had entered early spring.

"Senior brother, if you want to see the grass, you have it under you, why do you have to take a long detour?" Mu Wanfeng asked, but he knew in his heart that this guy must be squatting here again.

Mo Yushu said with a smile: "This early spring scene, Qing will definitely be happy, and wait quietly." ”

Mu Wanfeng somehow, the two figures in his mind lingered, and at the same time, his heart throbbed, and he was a little excited.

"Senior brother, if there is nothing else, I will go back to ...... first"

However, before he could finish speaking, Mo Yushu suddenly covered his mouth and hid behind an ancient pine.

It didn't take long for the rustle of snow in the distance......