The smoke and rain are misty and the fog is enveloped, and the rain is blue and clear.

I saw a white shadow coming from the wind and clouds, standing on the terrace with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, Erqing, jumped up and faced the white shadow.

A red figure burst out of the white shadow's arms like lightning and landed on the terrace.

He smiled, and Yukong stepped forward, looking very natural, and took her bare hand.

She was stunned, her hands trembled slightly, and she wanted to retract it, but her voice came from her ears, "Senior sister, come with me to see him off!"

She was stunned for a moment, forgetting to retract her hands, and finally nodded.

He took her like that, and with one step at a time, the clouds and mist formed from under her feet, like a ladder, spreading into the distant sky. Two figures, one green and one white, holding hands, walking in this cloud. The breeze swept up their hair and clothes, but it could not soothe their restless hearts.

She was like a little girl in love for the first time, nervously following his footsteps, following in his footsteps, ignorant and curious about this feeling, with a hint of joy that she herself was not aware of.

He quietly paid attention to her expression, and couldn't help but be amazed when he looked at her with a slight shyness on her face. Because of her expression, it has rarely been seen in the past two hundred years.

Although this kind of little shyness is actually a bit inconsistent with her, who is usually dignified. But he felt that no matter what kind of expression she had, it seemed to be so perfect.

A small building in the middle of the lake, on the edge of the terrace.

The little fox squatted there with a cup of tea, watched the figure of the pair of wall people in the sky gradually drift away, sighed lightly, lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"Red Fox ......"

A crystal clear purple crystal ball poked out of the water, and then a huge fish head emerged, "Why sigh?"

"My name is Red Aya, remember to call me sister!" said the little fox, her lower eyelids fluttering listlessly, and a look that was not at all in the mood to amuse it.

The little white fox stood cautiously behind her, also showing curiosity.

"You don't understand!"

The little fox said, looking up at the sky again, looking lonely as snow.

"Why?"

Ziyu turned over, lay on his back on the water, looked at the sky, and asked, "Who is Hong Aya thinking about?" Erqing said, when you think about someone, just look at the sky, maybe the next moment, the person you think of will fall from the sky!"

"That's called falling from the sky!" corrected the little fox.

"Isn't falling from the sky the same as falling from the sky?"

The little fox is very annoying: the difference is very big, okay?

Ignoring it, though, she took another sip of tea.

"What are Er Qing and Sister Bai going to do?"

"Go and mourn the senior on that day, today is the seventh day of that senior's death. The little fox was suddenly willing to speak again, "Sister Bai came back, in fact, for this." ”

"Is Red Aya feeling sorry for that senior?" Ziyu asked again.

Then the little fox stopped talking again, but scolded in his heart: Sad? I'm sad fart!

Seeing that the little fox did not answer, Ziyu felt a little bored, so he swam in the lake again.

After sulking for a while, the little fox said, "Why are you here?"

She seemed to be talking to herself, but the little white fox behind her asked, "Are you asking me?"

"Is there anyone else here?" the little fox was a little speechless.

"I'm the Holy Master's handmaiden now!"

"Holy Master?" the little fox looked back in confusion, "Who?"

"The Holy Master is Cen Gongzi!" the little white fox said bluntly: "In Beiju Luzhou, our little demons who were saved by him all call him Holy Master!"

"Why? Don't you all call him Shijun?"

"Because the holy master is now the great sage of the demons, listening to Qihu, the holy master can already be fearless of the great sage Jiao Demon King of the sea, and he is the new sage of the demons, it is not an exaggeration for us to call him a holy master!"

"Impossible!"

“......”

"Brother Erqing will not accept a maidservant!"

"But I am!"

When the little fox heard this, he bit his little silver teeth, but accidentally exposed two sharp canine teeth.

How could Brother Erqing be so depraved? He actually accepted the fox demon as a beautiful maid!

The little fox bared his fox teeth and thought: Even if you want to collect it, it has to be me!

Thinking about it this way, it turns out that the little fox is even more sulky!

Why is she not me?

How did Erqing and Da Bai know that when they were careful with each other, nervously maintaining and enjoying the simple, but hard-won sweetness, the little fox would sulk there!

It wasn't until the Sword Pavilion was in sight that the two came back to their senses.

At this time, the sky began to drizzle again.

A white oil-paper umbrella appeared in Er Qing's hand, he held the umbrella in one hand, and gently held her incense shoulder with the other, the figures of the two were very close, and he could easily grasp the floating dark incense.

Da Bai's figure stiffened slightly, and gradually softened, glanced at him quietly, looked down with some weakness, and sighed softly, trying to relieve the heat on his face.

The two had never been so close before.

Below, there are monks dressed in different costumes from the Sword Pavilion to the Central Peak Hall of the Sword Pavilion.

A few people couldn't help but look back when they walked through the door of the main hall.

Then, a monk from the Sword Pavilion came out of the main hall and looked at Erqing and Dabai in the air.

Those Sword Pavilion monks secretly communicated with each other, and Shi Wuxian came out of the main hall and bowed to the two in the air, "Since the two seniors have come, why don't you come down and have a cup of tea!"

Erqing shook his head and said, "Let's go and get busy with you!

The Sword Pavilion monks were stunned, then nodded at the end, and everyone turned back to the main hall.

After a while, a black sarcophagus was lifted out of the hall and carried directly to the back mountain.

There, it is the resting place of several generations of pavilion masters of the Sword Pavilion.

Erqing and Da Bai stood in the air and watched, watching the funeral procession come out of the main hall and come to the back mountain, watching them send Qin Xuanyue's coffin into the mausoleum.

After that, another purple sarcophagus was sent to the mausoleum.

Not long after, outside the mausoleum, a bluestone tombstone was erected, and it was written: The sixth generation of the Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion, the teacher Qin Xuanyue, the tomb of the master Zixin, the disciples are connected, and the teacher is innocent.

Er Qing and Da Bai just stood in the air and watched, watching the disciples of the Sword Pavilion and the guests who came to worship Qin Xuanyue and leave, and then the two of them walked towards the tomb in the air.

Erqing took out a wine gourd, poured it sideways in front of the tombstone, and then took a sip of the gourd, and said, "Brother Qin, let's go! See you in the next life!"

After a pause, he said again: "Don't worry, I still owe your mother-in-law a favor, and every year in the future, I will deduce the news of your wife...... If I can't calculate it, I will personally go to the underworld to ask the underworld! In the next life, I will let your husband and wife continue to the front line!"