The earth has slept, the quiet night, the bright moon is in the sky, the dark sky and the sea are full of bright stars, the wind is gentle, blowing the apes in the deep mountains, the birds chirping, and the insects.

Chen Anzhi turned around, without words, silently examined himself, a wisp of aura like a spark twisting and rising a fine smoke, quietly suspended in the sky of the spiritual sea full of ravines and cracks.

The monks of the three states and five places compared their bodies to the furnace ding, and the foundation of the avenue is the ding wall, which accommodates the vast spiritual sea, and the cultivation is like lighting the fire under the furnace, steaming the spiritual sea and bursting out the spiritual energy, so as to cast sword energy, spells, etc.

Now Chen Anzhi's dilapidated avenue foundation has signs of healing due to the plundering of a trace of the spiritual energy on the nineteenth floor, and at the healing place of the spiritual sea, a drop of water is like rain falling on a lotus leaf in the sky, and it is soaked out, although it is only a tiny drop for the vast and boundless spiritual sea that he once had, but it is always good.

Although the process of absorbing the aura was interrupted, Chen Anzhi was still happy, there was still time, the time was still very long, and the road had to be walked step by step, the meal had to be eaten one bite at a time, even if it was a torn clothes, it was necessary to thread the needle and lead it slowly, not to mention that it was to repair the foundation of the avenue, so it was natural to stabilize it little by little.

So Chen Anzhi was not in a hurry, he was still a little happy, so he was willing to say more.

So he spoke, and he turned around and whispered, "Miss Luo." ”

Luo Yuetong stood behind, the wind naughtily pulled her clothes, and the white moonlight weaved into a soft net, caged on her body.

"What are you doing here?" Luo Yuetong looked at Chen Anzhi and then at the pavilion behind him.

Chen Anzhi said softly: "It's just a walk." ”

Luo Yuetong raised his hand, put it on the hilt of the sword behind his back, and asked repeatedly, "What are you doing here?"

The girl was a little vigilant, obviously seeing the abnormal movement on the nineteenth floor just now, but when did she arrive, how long did she arrive, and what she saw, Chen Anzhi didn't know, so now he was a little entangled.

Mu Chun is still asleep, and Mu Chun's sword itself is the sword of the little guy, and the nineteen pavilions of the Yuanshan Sect all contain the aura of the little guy, if it is unsheathed here, it will inevitably cause the aura to resonate and bring some unnecessary trouble.

The knife on his waist hides the knife intent, and it can only be used five times, and he can't waste it on Luo Yuetong's body, but if he cultivates alone, he will definitely not be able to beat her. But if the other party continues to ask, he can only go to the knife.

At this moment, Chen Anzhi's mind flowed in every way, and finally he sighed and said, "I have heard about the nineteenth floor of the Yuanshan Sect at the foot of the mountain, and I couldn't sleep just now, so I thought about coming and taking a look." ”

Luo Yuetong frowned, took a step forward, and asked again, "Really?"

Chen Anzhi was silent.

Luo Yuetong looked Chen Anzhi up and down, and suddenly laughed with a 'poof', "I was practicing swords in the courtyard just now, and when I saw you sneaking out, I wanted to come over and scare you." ”

The girl smiled happily at this time, but she didn't know that she had just walked around the ghost gate.

The corners of Chen Anzhi's mouth twitched a few times, laughing dryly, but he also sighed in his heart, after living for thousands of years, he has become suspicious, how can he want to kill people at every turn.

Although he thought so, he learned that it was just a joke, Chen Anzhi was at ease, he looked at her quietly, Luo Yuetong smiled very good, this person who has lived for thousands of years, has seen many people, experienced many things, and enjoyed many beautiful scenery, but for the first time, he felt that the original happy smile was the most beautiful scenery in the world, so he couldn't bear to interrupt.

However, compared to Mu Ruyi, it is still a little worse.

Chen Anzhi raised his head to look at the bright moon, and suddenly remembered a certain girl, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously pursed a smile.

"Bang~", the cork was pulled out, followed by a faint floral fragrance and soft wine, Mu Ruyi picked up the teacup, carefully tilted the wine gourd, and poured out a little wine.

The girl, who had never drunk alcohol, looked curiously at the crystal clear dream brewing, she picked up the teacup, put it to her mouth and shook her nose, and then with a bitter face, as if she had made up her mind, she raised her neck and drank it all.

"Wow~" Mu Ruyi almost spit it out, and after swallowing it, she only felt hot, spitting out her pink tongue, and her slender hand kept fanning her mouth.

"It's so hard to drink, how can that guy like to drink?" By the candle flame, Mu Ruyi pouted, looking at the wine gourd with a dissatisfied face, a little puzzled and a little confused.

The light as light as flowing water poured down to the vast land, and through the shade of the trees, it sprinkled pieces of broken jade, fell on Luo Yuetong's shoulder, and slid to the ground.

Chen Anzhi and Luo Yuetong walked side by side, slowly walking in the moonlight.

"Why do you have to defeat Mu Ruyi?" Chen Anzhi had always cared before, and the disciples on the nineteenth floor were always a little unnatural when they mentioned Mu Ruyi.

Luo Yuetong stopped, leaned down to pick up a stone, and gently smashed it into the distant branch, missing once, missing twice, and finally hitting the third time.

"Because she's a genius and she's strong," she said casually. ”

Chen Anzhi also learned from her to pick up a pebble, "You didn't tell the truth. ”

Luo Yuetong glanced at him and said, "I don't want to tell the truth. ”

Chen Anzhi shrugged his shoulders and continued to walk forward, and Luo Yuetong slowly followed.

Parallel and speechless, either the two have known each other for a long time and there are some things that don't need to be said, or the two have been chatting to death and don't know what to say next.

Obviously, they are not the first.

The two came to a cliff, Luo Yuetong sat in the wind, her slender legs hung in the air and swayed gently, she looked into the distance, and the night breeze in the mountains came slowly.

Chen Anzhi suddenly felt a little melancholy, looking at this innocent girl, I don't know how many years ago, I was like this, sitting on the cliff and looking into the distance, probably after the first killing, I never had such a state of mind.

"Chen Anzhi. Luo Yuetong propped her hands behind her back and tilted her head, "Didn't you ask why I could cook before?"

Chen Anzhi came back to his senses and snorted.

Luo Yuetong let out a sigh, her words were mixed in the wind, and became a little ethereal and unreachable, as if she had come through several years.

It's like a dusty old house, the door is gently pushed open, and the breeze quietly follows, brushing away the dust on the table, and the memory that has been quiet has become a little noisy because of this sudden movement.

She smiled softly, as usual, and said slowly: "I was born in a peasant family at the foot of the mountain, the sun rises and the sun rises, and I learned to cook with my mother when I was very young. ”

"From then on, every day my father and mother went out to farm, I would prepare dinner for them at home, and every time my father came back, he would take the little animals that he had knitted by himself, sometimes a puppy made of wheat straw, sometimes a little rabbit made of weed. ”

The wind became noisy, just like the noise of that day, it was a handsome figure, and it gradually became clear in Luo Yuetong's heart, and he raised his knife with a smile.

"That day, I cooked the meal as usual, squatted at the gate of the yard and waited for my father and mother to come back, the dirt road at the entrance of the village was really long, winding, I kept looking at the other end of the road, and then I saw, far away, I saw my mother running, she shouted loudly for me to run, and then I saw a man leading a group of bandits to follow my mother, they were holding knives, I saw my mother lying in a pool of blood, and then I ran, I kept running, kept running, kept running······"

Luo Yuetong squinted her eyes when she spoke, the corners of her mouth seemed to be smiling, but there were big tears falling down from the corners of her eyes, she raised her hand and wiped it on her face, "Later, I met Master, and Master took me to the Far Mountain Sect, Master said that as long as I keep smiling, I will forget those things I don't want to remember, so no matter what, I have been laughing." ”

"But how can it be so easy to forget?"

Luo Yuetong's voice gradually lowered, and her gaze fell from high to low, falling on her toes.

"Huh?" A warm hand was placed on the top of her head, rubbing gently, Luo Yuetong raised her head, but her smart autumn eyes were full of tears at the moment, like clouds before the rain, stacked on top of each other.

Chen Anzhi pursed his lips, he had seen more tragic stories, and he was not moved by Luo Yuetong's story, but he just felt that a happy smile was the best, so he didn't want Luo Yuetong to cry, so he said: "I know your secret, relatively, I'll tell you a secret too." ”

"What?" Luo Yuetong tilted her head and looked at Chen Anzhi with a serious face.

Chen Anzhi mysteriously stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Actually, I am Jiang Chuyi. ”