The early morning mist quietly shrouded Tiantai Mountain, and a slight chill silently invaded every corner, and the mountain in late autumn was even more cool and cold.

Under the surging fog, there is a little bit of a mood that does not belong to the morning dream, which may also hint at the occurrence of some things.

There is a wind, gently blowing,

In the cracks of the stones on the Danyan, some unknown small wildflowers grow, swaying fearlessly in the cold mist, showing its last stubbornness and persistence.

Shui Lingyue stood at the head of the bridge, dressed in white like snow, with her long hair scattered behind her head, moving with the wind.

The next moment, she held the fairy sword in her hand, slowly and silently forward, the gentle mist, like an incomprehensible mystery, wrapped around her body, and more like an admirer who was surrounded by her cold and gorgeous.

The long bridge is silent, the mountains and rocks are silent, and everything around seems to be quietly observing the every move of this cold and beautiful woman.

In front of the unremarkable stone crevice, Shui Lingyue stopped, she lowered her gaze and stared for a moment, as if she wanted to see through everything, and as if there was something hidden underneath that attracted her.

"Zheng",

A soft sound, like the song of a phoenix, echoed on the top of the mountain, and the light fog around it seemed to be shaken twice due to the shock, far away, and the field of vision in front of it suddenly became much wider.

It's the Water Moon Sword, Huo Ran out of the sheath.

In Shui Lingyue's hand, he turned into a ray of light and danced lightly a few times.

With a cracking sound, the rocks on both sides of the cracks, like smashed wooden planks, turned into several pieces and collapsed one after another.

After the dust dissipated, a hole appeared on the ground that could be used for one person to enter and exit, and after Shui Lingyue put away the Shui Yue Sword, he did not hesitate, and with the light of the morning sun, he jumped down and jumped into the stone room where he could see the light of day again.

The simple and dilapidated stone chamber is even cramped more cramped than expected, and the upper part is barely above the head. The broken stones were falling in the open space in the middle of the stone chamber, so that some of the furniture that had been there was not damaged in the slightest.

Shui Lingyue stepped on those stones, slowly walked forward, stopped in front of the red-black painted bed, and turned her gaze to the dresser on the side, the hazy and blurry copper mirror on it reflected the light projected from the entrance of the cave, and also reflected Shui Lingyue's pretty figure.

And on the ground, on the misty long bridge, a man turned his back to the morning sun, and his body was covered with the gold that had passed through the fog, as if he had walked slowly from a long past.

It wasn't a long distance, and he seemed to have walked for a long time, not so much as walking, but more like he was watching the scenery between the two peaks.

When I got closer, I saw this person's outfit clearly, wearing a scarf on his head, wearing an indigo blue shirt, his posture was quite beautiful, and he came slowly, which was the wind and bamboo with his eyes like a star.

When he came to the bridge, Feng Shuzhu did not continue to move forward, but stopped, his face sank like water, staring at the cave entrance that had collapsed not far away, he did not have a trace of surprise, as if the cave entrance was there originally, just standing there quietly.

There was no movement, he was waiting, as if he knew what was going to happen in the next moment.

After a moment's effort, the white shadow flashed, and Shui Lingyue returned to her body. After she landed at the bridge, she immediately saw Feng Shuzhu on the side, and her eyes were stunned.

Feng Shuzhu was still standing in place, but a smile appeared on his face, and he said lightly: "Why, you still suspect that the black qi is hiding under here." ”

Shui Lingyue immediately avoided Feng Shuzhu's gaze, glanced back at the entrance of the cave, and said in a low voice, "It's just that I'm not at ease." ”

Feng Shuzhu nodded and said lightly: "Have you found anything?"

Shui Lingyue lowered her gaze, as if she hesitated, then shook her head lightly and did not speak.

Naturally, she was not trying to hide anything, but avoiding it in hesitation.

Feng Shuzhu looked at Shui Lingyue and took a few steps forward, of course he understood in his heart why the beautiful and cold woman in front of him would avoid him, but he still said lightly with concern: "Why don't you rest more, you haven't slept all night, I see that your eyes are red." ”

Hearing this, Shui Lingyue leaned slightly to the side, turned her head to the side, glanced at Feng Shuzhu from the corner of her eye, and said lightly: "I'm not tired." ”

Feng Shuzhu looked at Shui Lingyue's silhouette, from her hair, forehead, nose, mouth to neck...... , there is no place where the curve is not just right, but in such an autumn breeze, in his eyes, it looks more and more thin and bleak, and he can't help but feel pity in his heart.

Yes, such a young woman, but she has to bear all kinds of pressure, as if she has lost all her reliance overnight, and has to face too many things alone. And at this moment, he has to face a person who killed his mentor and haunted his dreams.

Feng Shuzhu sighed slightly, the corners of his mouth moved, and finally spoke: "Ling'er...... After calling lightly, he stopped, and after hesitating for a moment, Fang said: "Master Shuiyue's matter, I am indeed a little impatient, and I have made an irreversible mistake. ”

When Shui Lingyue heard this, her originally indifferent face changed a little, and then her lips moved, as if she was holding back her feelings, and after a while, she said: "Xuan Qingzhen, haven't you been told, put aside personal grievances for the time being, and everything must be focused on major matters." As he spoke, he resolutely raised his cold eyes and looked into the distance, no longer showing the slightest expression on his face.

Feng Shuzhu shook his head lightly, smiled bitterly, and said, "Could it be that Ling'er, have you been refusing to forgive me like this?"

Shui Lingyue retracted her gaze, looked at a small place, and a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in her cold eyes, but then disappeared, Huo Ran turned her head, looked at Feng Shuzhu coldly, and said, "I won't blame you, you helped me kill Liang Zong, and it can be considered even." After speaking, he turned around again, slightly raised his delicate and beautiful cheeks, his eyes reflected the cold air comparable to the top of an iceberg, and his body was even more indifferent to people who were thousands of miles away.

For a moment, this woman who was as cold as frost and snow seemed to have made an important decision.

However, who knows that in her white clothes as white as snow, there is a heart that is difficult to let go, and under the coldness, it is just a stubborn and fragile persistence.

Behind this persistence, maybe she would prefer that everything was a nightmare, and when she woke up from the dream, she found that she was still living in the quiet Water Moon Palace, Master Water Moon showed that charitable gaze, and slowly walked towards herself, if it was more likely, it would be beautiful for time to stay forever at that moment.

When I thought of the majestic teacher, a sour feeling rose in my heart, and then that inexplicable persistence, not long after, collapsed in an instant like a melting snow-capped mountain.

Her body trembled imperceptibly, and she held the Water Moon Sword tightly until her palm turned red. There is a trace of resentment towards himself, and for some reason, whenever he faces this man, he always shows his vulnerable side.

A clear tear dripped silently, dripping on the hand holding the Water Moon Sword, falling apart, like a helpless heart.

Then another drop, two drops...... ，

Those uncontrollable tears continue to fall,

It's just that at this moment, her back is facing the wind and bamboo, and the tears that fall are only known to her.

The cold autumn wind blew, drying the tears on his face, leaving a chill.

The mist in the mountains seemed to not understand people's moods, deliberately drifting far away, preferring to entangle the unspeakable mountains and rocks, embracing those emotionless flowers and plants.

She lowered her gaze and looked at the Water Moon Sword that accompanied her, but she didn't know what the man behind her was doing at the moment.

Many times, we clearly feel that the person is standing behind us, just a stone's throw away, but far beyond the end of the world, and when you need it most, you can't hear or see what he says or does.

In anticipation, in waiting, you will feel that he has become a tree that cannot be described in words.

Shui Lingyue bit her cold lips, blinked her hazy eyes, and calmed down, as if she shouldn't have asked for anything in the first place, and everything had to be faced by herself in the end!

Time, at that moment, seemed to be forgotten,

The cold mountain breeze blew, blowing the hair in her ears and blowing away all her thoughts.

"Ha, it's you!"

In mid-air, a crisp and sweet voice sounded, followed by a beautiful figure of a woman floating down.

Feng Shuzhu was stunned for a moment, looked up at the woman slowly falling, looked at it, and recognized that it was actually Chu Qing, and she didn't know when she flew to the back mountain.

After Chu Qing stood still, a pair of smart eyes, looked left and right, walked in front of Feng Shuzhu, and said, "I was in the front mountain, I heard a loud noise, and I thought the landslide was moving. ”

The muscles on Feng Shuzhu's face moved, and he seemed to smile strongly, and casually pointed to the hole that had sunk down, avoiding Chu Qing's gaze, and said, "We are worried that the black qi is hiding underneath." ”

When Chu Qing heard this, he walked over curiously, followed the wind and pointed at it, and said, "Hey, how can there be a stone room here?"

Feng Shuzhu also took a step forward, walked to the edge of the cave entrance, blocked Shui Lingyue's figure behind him, and also looked down, and said, "Listen to Xuanqing Zhenren, it was left by Ancestor Guiyun." ”

When Chu Qing heard this, he tilted his head, looked at Feng Shuzhu and said, "Oh, you have already seen Xuan Qingzhen, how is it, how does he look, is he very handsome?"

When Feng Shuzhu heard this, he frowned, as if he felt a little embarrassed. But for a while, he couldn't understand why Chu Qing was so interested in that Xuan Qing Zhenren that he asked a series of questions. Then he glanced at Chu Qing, then turned his face sideways and glanced at Shui Lingyue, who was facing away from him, and said in a deep voice: "Qing'er, how can you describe a person who has attained the Tao like this." ”

Chu Qing's eyes widened, and he said suspiciously: "What's the matter, I just asked if he is handsome, and what does it have to do with him not being able to get the truth." As he spoke, he thought about it for a while, and then said, "I'm thinking that I can make Sister Xiaobai wait for hundreds of years, and let Master Shuiyue ...... Speaking of this, he suddenly realized that Shui Lingyue was on the side, and quickly glanced at it, but fortunately, Shui Lingyue turned his back to him, as if he hadn't heard any conversation, and glanced at Feng Shuzhu, who had a strange face, before he stuck out his tongue and said in a low voice: "How is it, Brother Feng, is he very handsome and chic?"