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Chapter 85: Late at Night

The gentle wind, rolling a faint smoke, shrouded around the quiet Qingluan Pavilion, hazy like a girl's heart.

In the ancient vicissitudes of Qingluan Pavilion, at this moment, on the edge of the handrail of the wooden railing, a woman dressed in white like snow sat quietly and peacefully, and at the woman's feet, there was an ancient sword.

Yun Qiyou's slender and white fingertips, a turquoise hairpin was gently turning, and the turquoise hairpin was like flowing water in the gap between her fingertips, and it seemed to be integrated with the peaceful and quiet environment around her.

It's late at night.

Zhou Tian was shrouded in stars, the moon was like water, crystal clear, Yun Qiyou slowly stood up, grabbed the dust at his feet, jumped down from the Qingluan Pavilion that hung alone on the cliff, and then turned into a white light, along the steep cliff, and flew in the direction of the back mountain.

Ye Xiaochuan had dinner in the dining hall, this was the most fashionable and stinky moment in his life, and the Cangyunmen disciples he met, no matter who they were, took the initiative to greet him and said, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Xiaochuan for entering the top forty." ”

Although he didn't remember how he defeated Sun Yao at that time, Ye Xiaochuan didn't bother to explore, and at this moment he was finally sure that he had indeed advanced to the third round and squeezed into the top forty.

After coming out of the dining hall, he returned to his residence, his old drunkard master was not there, but the wine in the cellar seemed to be missing a jar, presumably when he went to eat, his drunkard master had returned, holding a jar of wine and not knowing where to go to enjoy it alone.

Ye Xiaochuan felt bored, he couldn't sleep at the moment after sleeping for so long, so he wandered around the reincarnation peak.

Unconsciously, he walked on the quiet path leading to the direction of the back mountain, and then Ye Xiaochuan suddenly thought that when he left Siguo Cliff a few days ago, he went directly to the peak square to sign up for the fighting competition, and Siguo Cliff His emergency escape backpack was still there, and there was some change of clothes in the backpack.

He quickened his pace, trotted all the way down the quiet path, and soon came to the direction of the back mountain.

At the end of the quiet path, there is the Moon Observatory, one of the six views of Cangyun, and the Moon Observatory is far away from the Moon Observatory, which once imprisoned Ye Xiaochuan for three months, but let Ye Xiaochuan think about the cliff because of misfortune.

The crescent moon hangs high, the stars are full of shadows, it is said that around the time of the full moon night, this moon platform will present a strange scene in the world, and now it is the first half of the moon, and I think I will not see the beautiful scene of the legend tonight.

The beautiful woman in white clothes like snow stood on the moon platform, she didn't know how long she stood here, her motionless slender body seemed to have become a white jade stone sculpture, blending into this bright moonlight.

Suddenly, from the depths of the darkness in the distance, there was an unusual sound, was it singing?

But why is this song so ugly?

The woman in white moved slightly, turned around and disappeared into the shadows behind a tall rock on the side of the moon platform, the darkness was like an invisible mouth, and in an instant, it swallowed the figure of this beautiful woman.

A moment later, from the quiet path leading to the moon platform, the figure of a young man gradually emerged, but the first thing that came was the incomplete five-tone singing, like a broken gong.

"I'm a little bird! I fly and fly but I can't fly high! I search and seek, and when I find a big magic weapon, I don't give it to anyone, I swallow it myself...... I'm a little bird......"

The song is as ugly as it sounds, and it is impossible to describe it in words.

The woman in white hidden in the darkness frowned slightly. It seems that in this beautiful scenery of the moon platform, she suddenly heard this uneared singing, even she couldn't bear it.

Ye Xiaochuan sang a song, jumped to the moon platform, he didn't have any artistic cells to appreciate the beautiful scenery, after arriving at the moon platform, he didn't take a look at the surrounding scenery at all, his body rose in the sky, and flew to the familiar Siguo cliff more than ten zhang away.

The singing gradually became quieter, but because it was not far from the Siguo Cliff, the very ugly and harsh singing could still be faintly heard in the darkness.

The woman in white silently walked out of the dim corner where she had just been hidden, and her cold and unusually clear eyes looked at the moon platform opposite.

"It's him. ”

She muttered softly to herself.

Thinking about the cliff, Ye Xiaochuan quickly found the escape emergency backpack left here, and when he was about to leave, he suddenly felt a little reluctant.

How many people's lives have been changed by this small cliff platform for thousands of years?

Back then, Cangyunzi, the first generation patriarch of Cangyunmen, if he hadn't found the Xiuzhen classics on the stone wall here, would there be no Cangyun Sect in the world that has been passed down for thousands of years?

Ye Xiaochuan's bright and agile eyes looked at the stone wall that changed his fate, the words on the stone wall had already been crossed out by himself, because he cultivated a sword here, the stone wall was full of holes like a pockmarked face, and hundreds of large and small sword holes were distributed on that stone wall.

Suddenly, for some reason, Ye Xiaochuan's mind saw the appearance of a handsome young man in white, that young man seemed to be the most handsome man he had ever seen, with innate rebelliousness and arrogance, it seemed that he had also stood on this cliff of thought, looking down on all living beings in the world, and proud of the Nine Heavens Sky.

Soon, Ye Xiaochuan remembered that this man was the handsome young man in the strange dream he had just had not long ago, that dream seemed to be real and illusory, false and true, and after a long time, even he himself was a little unclear, whether it was a dream or not.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaochuan pulled out the bladeless ancient sword in his hand, the Dao Dao blue light sword flickered, and the rocks rained down one after another, and after a while, part of the stone wall that was originally full of holes was immediately cleared out.

Ye Xiaochuan's wrist turned, the blade of the sword turned sharply, and he actually splashed ink on the stone wall, writing paragraphs of text.

After a long time, Ye Xiaochuan put his long sword back into its sheath, stood on the stone wall and watched the words for a long time, and then nodded with satisfaction.

He said to himself: "Whether it is a dream or not, this is always the place that will change the fate of my life, Sword God senior, you have a very smart and handsome heir like me, and you should rest in peace." ”

After speaking, he picked up his small backpack, used his skills, and flew towards the opposite moon platform, and finally gradually disappeared on the quiet path.

A moment later, a white light gently fell on the stone platform where Ye Xiaochuan was standing just now, and the slender white figure looked so thin in the dark night wind.

The woman in white slowly raised her head and looked at the words that Ye Xiaochuan had left on the stone wall, and suddenly, her body seemed to shake unnoticedly.