At dawn, accompanied by Yang Baolai's mourning, Yang Tianfu's body was cremated to ashes in the caravan camp.

Since the day they made their debut, the children of the rivers and lakes have had the consciousness of pinning their heads to the waistband of their trousers, and they are not so particular about life and death.

After crying and worshipping, life will go on, and business will go on.

Yang Tianfu has no son, just Yang Baolai is such a daughter. Early in the morning of the first day after his death, Yang Baolai walked out of the tent and became the next leader of the caravan.

She and Yu Sheng came over to bid farewell to Lu Ye, and then the mule and horse caravan set off again, slowly disappearing into the dense forest of Ailao Mountain.

Lu Ye watched them leave, not knowing whether the two children after the accident would be able to get their wish in the future, and they didn't know how they would live in the future.

All he could do was ask Mo Kun to pull out a stinger that had pierced the hearts of the young couple, but who could guarantee that it would be smooth sailing in the future?

Everyone has their own fate, everyone has their own cause and effect, and they need to face and solve it by themselves after all.

The same story is in Ailao Mountain, where it continues to happen every day in the desolate world, and there is nothing new under the so-called sun. And what Lu Ye can do is that after experiencing all the hardships and hardships, he can still tenaciously and carefully take care of the small cluster of light in his heart.

Earlier, Mo Kun had already said goodbye.

Lu ** likes this great wizard of the Temple of Light. If it weren't for the fact that he had to accompany Shang Jiahe to Sanqing Mountain Hanging Heaven Temple to challenge Yan Mochan, if it weren't for the fact that he had to go to the South China Sea to find the box left by his mother, he really wanted to follow this guy to wander the world, wander overseas for a few years with nothing to do, and live a leisurely life of fighting monsters and upgrading.

"I think we'll have a chance to meet again in the future, right?"

He wished so in his heart, but it was only a wish.

I have walked a lot on the rivers and lakes, and after the joys and sorrows again and again, I have long seen through the impermanence of life. Some people meet in the morning, chat and drink together, but disappear in the blink of an eye, never to return, some make an appointment to meet later, but who can guarantee that the moment of separation is not a farewell?

Cherish the moment, cherish the people in front of you, cherish the days with each other, and try not to leave regrets.

"Poof!" Suddenly, the sound of falling water sounded in his ears, and Lu Ye was stunned, it was Shang Jiahe who jumped into the sea and swam happily in the lake like a mermaid.

Lu Ye was dumbfounded, the figure that loomed in the waves in the water, clearly stripped off her clothes and left only a dirty dress, the young lady really didn't regard herself as an outsider.

Don't look at indecent things, don't look at indecent things...... However, Lu Ye suddenly found that he might not really be the material for being a saint and a gentleman.

His eyes involuntarily chased after Shang Jiahe, chopping waves and frolicking in the emerald blue sea.

The morning glow reflected on her silky wet black hair, and her ice and snow skin were extremely enchanting, exuding indescribable beauty. The picture in front of him Lu Ye didn't know how to describe it, and he remembered an ancient poem:

"Its shape is also like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon. Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine. It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow, and when you are forced to observe it, it is like a hibiscus rising waves...... The brilliance of the cloth, the brilliance of the Yaobi. Wear gold and emerald jewelry, embellished with pearls to show off your body. Practice the literature of the long journey, and drag the light of the fog. The fragrance of the faint orchid is hesitant in the corner of the mountain......"

Is that what she looks like in her heart?

Lu Ye shook his head, some understood why his father would desperately paint a portrait of his mother like a fool, maybe only by turning this moment into eternity can he be imprinted in his heart forever or forgotten.

The old master was really right: "Chromophobia is also." ”

Lu Ye pinched the tips of his nails into the flesh with all his might, and finally took his eyes off the thrilling carcass with his neck twisted, and turned back to make a fire to cook.

Taking advantage of Shang Jiahe's refusal to get up while swimming in the sea, he also changed his clothes and took them to the lake to wash.

Suddenly, a flower appeared in front of him, and a pile of clothes thrown by Shang Jiahe by the lake flew over as if they had wings, and fell down with their heads and faces.

Lu Ye subconsciously stretched out his hand to fish in his arms, his nose was full of fragrant fragrance, and he couldn't help but look at Shang Jiahe with a red face and a stunned face.

Shang Jiahe's half delicate body was exposed to the surface of the lake, the ice muscles and jade bones glowed with a delicate rose-red brilliance in the glow, and the beautiful hair dripping like jade was like jade, and he whistled towards Lu Ye: "There is still mine!"

Lu Ye was dumbfounded, his clothes were soft in his hands, but they were hot, but if he threw them away, he would definitely be beaten, and he was in a dilemma for a while.

"You help me do my laundry, next time someone bullies you, I'll help you fight!"

This is the benefit given by Shang Jiahe, Lu Ye obviously wanted to say no, but Shang Jiahe's pair of lotus arms bullied the frost and snow, paddling gently in the turquoise lake, and circles of golden ripples rippled beside him. She smiled brightly, and she seemed to be able to smell bursts of dark fragrance from afar, and her bright eyes seemed to be smiling, reflecting the sparkling waves, full of stars.

What else can I say? I don't need to say anything, just resign myself to doing laundry.

Lu Ye really wanted to tell Shang Jiahe that when she cultivated to her part, she was clean and fragrant, and she usually didn't need to take a bath and wash her clothes. Cast a small spell, and it will be effortless at all. She wants to coax herself to do the laundry, in essence, bullying people!

But he couldn't say this, in case he annoyed Shang Jiahe, his fate would be worrying.

By the time he finished washing, Shang Jiahe was already sitting by the campfire enjoying breakfast.

The five-color porridge in the small iron pot is still steaming hot, and Lu Ye brought back the jujubes and dried fruits from Wuyu are added to it, which is sweet and glutinous and very delicious. There are a few roasted corns on the side, and the golden rice grains are full and attractive, which can arouse the appetite.

Lu Ye is actually not hungry, he insists on practicing and meditating every day and absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, the aura of heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, basically bidding farewell to the hunger of ordinary people, and he has no desire for chicken, duck and fish.

He filled a bowl of porridge, sat down beside Shang Jiahe, reached out to touch it in his arms, and took out a few more oilcloth packets from the Sumeru space.

Shang Jiahe grabbed it and opened it to take a look, there were shredded ham, roasted tofu, and milk fans, all of which were good things that he never got tired of eating.

"Who gave it? You're very popular! Shang Jiahe smiled, grabbed it and ate it.

Lu Ye took a sip of porridge and said slowly: "It was prepared by Betta Fish." ”

Shang Jiahe said without hesitation: "Great, I didn't confiscate it!" With a wipe of his hand, he put a few small bags of oilcloth into his own pocket.

Lu Ye looked at her and smiled, snacks are nothing, and he is not greedy, but Shang Jiahe is happy to be like this, which is good.

Lu Ye took out the red wine sent by Yingzhen Temple and took a sip slowly.

The lakeside is quiet and silent, and the mountains near the lake and far away are all pleasing to the eye.

"You and Lord Yan Guan, can you stop by order?" He thought about it for a long time, but still threw the question to Shang Jiahe.

"Why?" Shang Jiahe glared back at Lu Ye in surprise, "You don't like me to win?"

"In any case, Lord Yan Guan is the teacher of Betta, and he is kind and righteous. Besides, Uncle Yu has already come to help you out of a bad breath back then. ”

Shang Jiahe thought seriously for a while, and said stupidly: "According to you, this fairy is the kind of person who is unreasonable and unreasonable?

"You lost to Yan Mochan?" Lu Ye was stunned and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect this." ”

Shang Jiahe immediately smiled like a flower, and said in a good mood: "Of course, sister, how can I lose to a bad old man?"

Lu Ye frowned, but he began to feel uncomfortable. General Shang Jiahe will break through the True Immortal Rank in the Ancestral Spirit Pagoda of the Wu Domain, which is far inferior to Yan Mochan's old and strong. The strange thing is that he didn't realize that Yan Mochan actually had a better chance of winning, but was worried that Shang Jiahe's happy enmity would beat the master of the Hanging Heaven View to the point of being half-defeated.

Why?

It turned out that Shang Jiahe was so powerful that he was almost invincible in his mind, and he could almost crush opponents in the same realm.

Imaginary invincibility of the same rank!

This doesn't make sense or make sense of logic, but Lu Ye once thought so stubbornly in his heart.

In fact, she will also be injured, she will fail, and she will also worry about her life......

Thinking of this, Lu Ye looked at Shang Jiahe and said, "I will take back what I just said." In the battle with the Lord of Yanguan, you have to do it with all your might. ”

"No, manly man, how can you go back on your word? You have confidence in this fairy, this is very good. The most important thing is that this fairy will never regret what he promised you!"

"Hey, were you caring about me just now?" She suddenly got up with a smile and approached to pat Lu Ye's face, and said condescendingly: "For your sake, I will let Yan Lao'er lose decently." ”

"Don't be careless," Lu Ye couldn't help but say: "The skill of Lord Sanjiazi is not trivial, and there is Sanqing Mountain to help. If you are defeated by a light enemy...... ”

"Light the enemy?ha, there is no enemy in the eyes of this fairy......"

Shang Jiahe crossed his waist and puffed up his chest, and suddenly his words stopped abruptly, his face turned from sunny to cloudy, and a touch of evil air passed between his eyebrows.

Lu Ye was surprised: "What's wrong?"

Shang Jiahe sneered and said, "I just received a summons from Long Liyu, and the third child has an accident. ”

Lu Ye knew that Long Liyu was a dragon language master and could use the voice of all souls to send messages. How Shang Jiahe was able to establish a connection with her hundreds of thousands of miles away is really unheard of.

However, when he heard that You Long had an accident, he didn't have time to think about it, so he immediately got up and said, "What happened to You Long, didn't he escort the souls of Sun Yuanjie and Yue'e to Xiyue to Xiyue with Lord Liyu?"

Shang Jiahe shook his head and said: "The information is incomplete, just look at it in the past." ”

In a blink of an eye, she returned to her cold and lazy appearance, "It's just right, before beating Yan Lao'er, let's warm my hands with those little ghosts under the abyss." ”

Lu Ye is not as calm and optimistic as Shang Jiahe. Long Liyu's cultivation is self-seeing. And with Shang Jiahe's temperament, it must be a big deal if she can change her itinerary without hesitation and rush to Xiyue.