The clouds stacked on the mountains are like floating islands in the water, floating in clusters, the clear water is like a mirror, the green mountains are floating in the water, reflected on the water surface, and the scenery on both sides of the strait is like a hundred miles gallery.

The breeze disturbs the bamboo forest, the floating clouds play the sun, passing through the fine bamboo leaves, and the light falling as thin as the wings of cicadas.

Dressed in white like snow, Mu Ruyi stood in the skylight, dancing like a fairy.

With such a beautiful scenery, the bamboo-loving swordsman lacked all the elegance, looked at the girl with angry eyebrows, pulled the corners of his mouth, and raised a smile.

"Do you still have a smile?" Mu Ru said, and he was even more angry.

That day, after Mu Ruyi returned to the inn, he couldn't find Chen Anzhi left and right, only saw the envelope on the table, and asked the shopkeeper about it, only saying that the guest officer had settled the bill and left in the early morning.

Today, let's not say that Chen Anzhi deliberately avoided himself, let's just say that the guy who was at fault first, seeing that he should have admitted his mistake first and begged for mercy, but this guy actually had a hippie smile on his face, thinking about it like this, Mu Ruyi was even more angry.

Chen Anzhi watched Miss Mu's face become more and more ugly, and he was uneasy. Chen Anzhi has lived for a long time and has experienced a lot of tricks and tricks, but he still can't understand the girl's thoughts, and the moment he heard Miss Mu's voice, all he thought of was pretending to be a smirk, but now it seems that it backfired.

"Ahem. Chen Anzhi was a little embarrassed, unconsciously raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, wanting to say something to ease the atmosphere, but found that he was at a loss at this time, saying that everything was wrong, in fact, he knew Mu Ruyi better than anyone else, or that he understood the woman three thousand years ago, so he didn't know how to speak.

Mu Ruyi hugged his chest with his arms, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the man who was gradually smiling, and said nothing.

The continuous wind has traces in the bamboo forest, and if you say that the most embarrassing person at this moment is Jin Zhimu who is on the side, it is not to go, it is not to go, it is really a dilemma.

The nerds who only bury themselves in the sage books don't understand these things, but fortunately, after reading some stories, understanding some truths, and knowing what the situation is now, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth fiercely, and said, "Senior Sister Mu, I'll go back first!"

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An unknown bird chirped softly and flew slowly over the sky.

Mu Ruyi still didn't speak, his eyes were still displeased, Jin Zhimu hurriedly put away his things, carefully bypassed from the side, walked out of the bamboo forest in small steps, let out a sigh, and hurriedly left without looking back.

"Miss Mu. When the figure of the scholar disappeared, Chen Anzhi hesitated for a moment and called softly: "I know that I am wrong." ”

The corners of Mu Ruyi's mouth hung slightly, her ruddy lips were tightly closed like pale red buds, and although her expression was a little softened, her autumn eyes were still full of dissatisfaction.

After a while, Mu Ruyi's lips opened slightly, quite helpless, no longer embarrassed Chen Anzhi, and asked with concern: "Is your injury better?" After all, there was still some concern in my heart.

Chen Anzhi replied honestly: "It's much better." ”

Mu Ruyi said: "You participated in the big test. ”

The tone was flat, there should have been a lot of questions before this sentence, such as why you didn't say goodbye, such as where you went in the past half a month, how did you get into the Yuanshan Sect, why did you avoid me.

But this girl with a delicate heart didn't ask, she knew that Chen Anzhi couldn't speak, and she also knew that Chen Anzhi was very powerful, and it was not surprising that she entered the Far Mountain Sect, she suppressed these little doubts in her heart, and said softly, like an old friend who hadn't seen her for a long time.

Chen Anzhi nodded, "Yes." ”

Mu Ruyi walked forward, bypassed Chen Anzhi to the pavilion, sat down, strands of hair were stirred by the breeze in front of his forehead, slender fingers gently plucked the hair behind his ears, and sat there quietly.

Chen Anzhi looked at Mu Ruyi in a daze, as if he was in a landscape painting, and Mu Ruyi was the only one left in the world, and he couldn't get tired of it.

Whether it's the wrinkled eyebrows when he's angry, or the little pear vortex on the side of his mouth when he's happy, he liked it very much three thousand years ago, and after the vicissitudes of life, he still likes it, likes it more, and never likes it.

It's just that he doesn't understand whether he likes Mu Ruyi or the person from three thousand years ago.

Mu Ruyi suddenly noticed Chen Anzhi's strange appearance, her cheeks flushed, and she asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Chen Anzhi smiled, shook his head and said, "No, I just think it's very good-looking." ”

I just think you're good-looking, so I want to take a few more looks.

Mu Ruyi swallowed her words, her cheeks were crimson, her eyes were lowered, her long eyelashes trembled gently, her clear and bright eyebrows couldn't hide her joy, and she complained: "You are so indecent." ”

Although it is a complaint, it contains joy.

Chen Anzhi said seriously: "Miss Mu, this is serious. ”

Mu Ruyi's face turned even redder, and she hurriedly bypassed the topic and asked, "Have you secretly drunk in the past half a month?"

Chen Anzhi sat opposite Mu Ruyi, thought about it, shook his head and said, "No." ”

After a little groaning, Mu Ruyi seemed to have made a decision, touched his palm to his waist, took off a small cloth bag, groped in it, and when he poked out, he was holding a purple gourd.

"This wine gourd can hold a hundred catties of wine. Mu Ruyi shook, and there was a liquid swaying sound in the purple gourd, "Have you ever drunk the dream brew?"

The three words of Dream Brewing fell into his ears, making Chen Anzhi secretly swallow his saliva, how can a person who is a good wine not know about the rare wine in the world, don't say that today, three thousand years ago, this Dream Brewing was also the dream of a drunkard all his life.

This small action fell in Mu Ruyi's eyes, making her smile like a flower, like a branch of a red plum falling from the first snow, "Do you want it?"

Gently unplug the wine, and the aroma immediately wafts out, provoking butterflies from the deep forest, and hummingbirds flutter their wings.

"It's conditional. Chen Anzhi took a deep breath of wine, and before he had time to taste it, a pair of slender hands filled the wine plug back, the corner of the girl's mouth smiled, and said proudly: "Do you listen?"

"Speak. Chen Anzhi blurted out without the slightest hesitation.

"Just one drink a day. Mu Ruyi said with a smile.

Chen Anzhi looked at Mu Ruyi, struggled for a moment, and nodded.

Mu Ruyi handed the wine gourd to Chen Anzhi, Chen Anzhi was stunned at first, and asked curiously, "It's gone?"

"It's gone. ”

"Really?"

"It's really gone!"

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The sun sinks in the West Mountain, the twilight embroiders the bamboo curtain, the courtyard in front of the nineteenth floor, the smoke curls, Luo Yuetong rolls up the bamboo curtain and glances at the main entrance, the sunset in the distance and the majestic main gate reflect each other, listen to the cranes among the clouds.

It wasn't until the three sounds of the dusk drum that Chen Anzhi stepped on the slanting sun and returned, with a purple gourd on his waist, pushed open the door and bumped into Luo Yuetong who was smiling, remembering the lame reason in front of the sword washing building, and said with a sneer: "Miss Luo, why are you in my courtyard." ”

Luo Yuetong, who was smiling like a flower a moment ago, was furious, pinched her waist with both hands and glared at Chen Anzhi, and asked rhetorically, "Are you sick to your stomach?"

Chen Anzhi nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Luo Yuetong then asked, "Aren't you going back to the courtyard to rest?"

"Went to meet someone. Chen Anzhi didn't want to dwell on this topic, "What is the result of the lottery?"

Luo Yuetong's face was heavy, and before he could speak, Du Yizhuang pushed the door in, followed by a person with a gloomy expression, as soon as he saw Chen Anzhi, He Sanxi instantly pounced on him, almost crying, "Little junior brother, I'm sorry for you!"

Chen Anzhi quietly retreated, letting He Sanxi pounce into the air, and lay on the ground, He Sanxi didn't care, sat on the ground and cried with a sad face, and said: "Little junior brother, my luck is stinky." ”

Chen Anzhijian's eyebrows furrowed, and he was puzzled: "What's the matter?"

"Senior Brother Jin's opponent... I've never heard of this name. ”

On the first floor, the Wind Hall.

A good-looking girl tilted her head sideways and looked at the person next to her with an inquiring gaze, she was one of the candidates for the big test on the first floor.

The young man next to her is in his early twenties, the oldest of these disciples, who has been practicing in the Yuanshan Sect for nearly ten years, plus he is more active on weekdays, his mind is flexible, his popularity is quite good, and he naturally knows the most people.

It's just that at this time, the young man shook his head, obviously not knowing Chen Anzhi.

Speaking of which, Mu Ruyi has an innate sword heart, known as the little phoenix of the Yuanshan Sect, and has received a lot of attention, although she is under the same building, she has little contact on weekdays, and she has never seen Mu Ruyi get close to anyone, even those brothers who are kind to her are mostly seen with cold faces.

But in the bamboo forest just now, although the atmosphere was awkward, he could still see that Senior Sister Mu had a delicate relationship with that man, and after thinking about it like this, Jin Zhimu only felt a little pressured.

Secretly glancing at Senior Sister Mu, the latter's face was as usual, as if nothing had happened, and he sighed secretly in his heart.

For Mu Ruyi, Shushenglang, who is full of poetry and books, naturally has no love meaning, but he feels that he has inadvertently broken other people's secrets, which adds a sense of burden.

It can be seen that if it is interesting to listen to people's hearts, it is really not interesting to say that after hearing it, you can't speak.

"No need to worry. The man who spoke before saw that Jin Zhimu was worried, thinking that the junior brother was worried about the big test, and comforted with a smile: "The junior brother is talented and intelligent, and the other party is also a disciple on the nineteenth floor, so it shouldn't be difficult to deal with." ”

Jin Zhimu heard some concern, and then reluctantly smiled: "Thank you Senior Brother Bai for your concern." ”

"It's Senior Sister Mu. Senior Brother Bai nodded, and then said to Mu Ruyi with a serious expression: "Your opponent is the second floor of the shake shift, the other party has been practicing longer than you, and has more experience, although your talent far surpasses him, but you must not be underestimated." ”

Mu Ruyi said solemnly: "If you have heard about it a little, you will naturally not take it lightly." ”

After Senior Brother Bai said some more words of advice, he left first, and the girl who spoke before also chased after him, and for a while, there were only two people left in the Asking Wind Hall.

Jin Zhimu's face was uneasy, he stood up lightly, and wanted to leave with his head in his head.

"Chen Anzhi is very strong. Mu Ruyi suddenly spoke, as if she felt that something was wrong, and she hit her junior brother too hard, and added: "You are not weak." ”

As for this, how could Jin Zhimu not know who Chen Anzhi was, recalling the white-clothed swordsman with an extraordinary temperament, there was a trace of awe in his heart, and he said in a low voice: "Senior Sister Mu, I won't tell you about the things in the bamboo forest." ”

Mu Ruyi's face was slightly red, coughed lightly, and stopped speaking.

"Jingwei Weimu, will fill the sea, Jin Rank, Jin Rank, is a good name. The corners of Chen Anzhi's mouth smiled, he heard that the opponent was a junior disciple with high talent on the first floor, he was a little surprised, he didn't mean anything else, he was just surprised that this world is really a fateful word.

In the night, in the evening breeze.

On the mountain gate avenue of Zong Jingyi in the distant mountains, a man in tattered clothes and covered with shocking wounds staggered, blood stained all over his body, he still hung by a thread, but he always took a breath, using the broken sword as a staff, and it was difficult to walk step by step.

Suddenly, his feet were unsteady, and the man fell down the steps, losing the strength to stand up, and the tearing pain made his face hideous.

He discarded the sword in his hand, fingers grasping the steps, and slowly crawled forward.

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