Mo Yan did not enter the cabin, but stood on the deck and looked ahead, and the little half-immortal saw that Mo Liunian's mood was a little more stable, so he got up and walked out of the cabin and walked to Mo Yan's side.

That Mo Yan was at the bow of the boat, standing against the railing at the moment, looking at the lake with a thoughtful expression.

The boat swayed slightly on the surface of the lake, and the splash brought by the oars splashed on the corner of Mo Yan's clothes.

When the little half-immortal looked towards the place where Mo Yan was looking, he saw the woman diving on the opposite side at a glance. She also saw the little half-immortal.

But neither of them held their gaze, only looked at each other for a moment, and then moved their gaze to the side.

So the little half-fairy first lay on the railing, looking at the river flowing beside the side of the boat, and then leaned on the railing,

Although the woods along the shore of the lake are sparse, but they are all tall, it is a dangerous cliff and broken shore, the lake beach is under the cliff, there are many reeds, the nearest is only three or four zhang away from the boat, it is the tide and the tide season, there are three or four zhang apart from each other.

Layers of cliffs and gorges, the lake is like a mirror. So Xiao Sen is majestic, the sky is eye-catching, and the sails on the lake are three or three, two by two, and there is an endless stream.

The little half-immortal looked into the distance, and suddenly a strange scene appeared. Originally, there was a big gully outside the mouth of the lake, and on the opposite side was a towering cliff, which was densely covered with moss.

The two waterfalls, large and small, are hung upside down by the jade dragon flying near the top gap, but they are not as straight as other waterfalls.

The two waterfalls are zigzag along the steep slope of the cliff, flying down, and rushing to the ravine at the foot of the cliff, just like two silver squire Shu rolls, sticking to the cliff down.

At this time, the sky is clear and clear, and the mountains and forests behind the water are like a new bath.

Looking at the Fuchun rivers in the distance, such as the size of the silver practice, lingering fibers are staggered.

The little half-immortal saw that in this lake, the sails were pieced, and the smoke waves were infested, and they were as fine as beans.

Looking at the surface of the lake again, it is just like a plate of mirrors, and there are some emerald ideas piled up on it.

The waves on the lake are vast, and even the opposite river bank can be vaguely seen, and the heart has already understood.

Looking at the trees on the riverbank, the villages and the cattle and sheep on the embankment.

These are the people who built by the lake, and there is water under the slab, and the pier of the stone steps sticks out from the bottom of the slab, and there is a woman washing on the pier.

And a wisp of white cooking smoke rose from the canopy boat, which was only a few feet away from the little half-immortal, and the smoke drifted through their boat to the opposite shore.

On the other side of the river, there is a low and wide stone fence where you can sit and lie down, and several old people sit there with peaceful faces watching the passing boats.

The blue sky is like a wash, the blue waves are thousands of miles, on this boat, although the little half-immortal was nervous before, he still couldn't help but feel excited after seeing the earth become small under his feet.

The little half-immortal raised his eyes and looked down, and he could see the mountain peaks like swords, and the mountains like dragons, especially when he saw a ...... An earth-shattering river!

Looking out from the bow of the boat, the sun was shining outside.

The sun shines on a nine-curved bridge in the middle of the lake, and the flowing water under the bridge is also shining with golden light. There is a small octagonal pavilion at the end of the bridge, and two people are playing chess in the pavilion.

An old man in Zhu Yi still had a fishing rod and fishing gear next to him, with one hand supporting his forehead and the other holding a chess piece.

Another green-robed old man looked at him with a smile on his face, and there was a Liang Fu character next to the stone bench, and his feet were still bare.

Wearing only a vest on his upper body, his dark arms and spine reflected the sun, shining, he shook his head while looking at the lake, letting the river breeze blow.

"Whoa!" I saw that the old man in Zhu Yi suddenly exerted force his hands, the fishing rod was pulled up instantly, the water splashed on the lake, and a big fat fish was thrown into the air.

The old man in green didn't get too excited, but took the big fish in a coherent manner and threw it into the bamboo basket on the side, and the big fish shook in the bamboo basket a few times, and then there was no movement.

Xiao Banxian listened to the sound of the lake gently lapping on the shore, and looked at the palace veil that moved slightly in the wind in the water pavilion painting boat not far away, and then a hanging heart was put down, and he breathed smoothly and turned around.

The front of him was clear, and it was three points more beautiful than the previous smoke and water, but unfortunately after what happened just now, the little half-immortal at this time had no intention of watching.

Xiao Banxian looked at Mo Yan's face at the bow of the boat was slightly pale, and what happened just now made Xiao Banxian's heart palpitate.

So the little half-immortal just looked at Mo Yan like this, and didn't speak, his eyes fell on him, some thoughts, some puzzles, more of a strange exploration.

"What are you looking at?" asked the little half-fairy.

"I'm thinking, the last time I took a boat, I was tricked by you into coming to Yucheng. Mo Yan glanced sideways at Xiao Banxian, smiled lightly, turned his head to look ahead, and stated in an indifferent tone.

The little half-immortal immediately said: "What is a deception, I am afraid that you will go crazy alone, so I will take you out for a spin." ”

Mo Yan just smiled softly, calmly letting the little half-immortal explain, and finally he put away his sharp gaze and smiled melancholy at the little half-immortal.

"When are you going to escape?" Mo Yan sighed deeply, stopped to look at the little half-immortal, and then his eyes were a little wandering, and only after a while did he refocus on the little half-immortal's face.

The little half-immortal turned his head and looked at Mo Yan in surprise, and Mo Yan also looked at him quietly, with an inquiring gaze.

"Isn't the life we have now very good? The smile on the corner of the little half-fairy's mouth stiffened slightly.

Mo Yan smiled faintly: "But you always have to go back." ”

The little half-immortal looked at the water and sky in front of him: "Besides, there are still two years to go." ”

Mo Yan asked, "What about Xiao Mo." ”

Xiao Banxian was slightly stunned, and turned her head to look at Mo Liunian in the cabin, Mo Liunian was drinking tea with his head down, such a person who has no relatives and no past memories, if they leave by then, what should she do.

The surroundings suddenly quieted down, and the little half-immortal felt that the atmosphere was a little strange, and glanced up at Mo Yan, but saw Mo Yan staring at him.

Mo Yan's eyes flashed with a complicated look, and that kind of focused and slightly desperate gaze made Xiao Banxian feel slightly startled.

The little half-immortal still expressed it very difficult, and his expression was a little lonely, but he was calm, as if he already had a worried look.

Mo Yan saw the look of the little half-immortal: "I didn't expect that the most carefree person also had concerns." ”

Xiao Banxian said: "She was rescued by me, and she can't just say that she lost it." ”

Mo Yan thought about Xiao Banxian's strict family and patted him on the shoulder to express sympathy.

Xiao Banxian said, "Do you guess who Xiao Mo was before?"

Mo Yan shook his head: "I can't even count the Book of Heaven, there is only one kind of person, someone who is not in the Six Realms." ”

The little half-immortal said: "Then you can't count me, am I not in the six realms?"

Mo Yan said: "You are different, you are carrying a sevenfold seal, and your soul is heavily locked, but even so, I can still occasionally glimpse one or two." ”

At this time, Mo Yan's gaze was very long, as if he was looking farther through the figure of the little half-immortal.

Mo Yan's voice was slightly deep: "But Xiao Mo is different, I can't see a trace of her past and future until now." ”