A sword from the east, flying immortals outside the sky. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Feixian Town, located in the boundless green mountains and suburbs from the west of the hated sky, five hundred miles of ancient roads, twists and turns, all converge here.

It is said that it is a town, but it is better to say that it is an antique and exquisite green city.

Facing east and west, the winding vicissitudes of the ancient city wall mixed with many moss and weeds, lying quietly, in the quiet and silent years, survived countless rain and wind.

The secluded bluestone long street is more than ten zhang wide, empty, a few scattered people each pack up their stalls, comfortable, comfortable, indifferent, leisurely, and the houses on both sides are also scattered and neat, the old color mottled green house wall and the sunset slope under the demure light willow are accompanied by each other, adding a ray of tranquility to this bluestone ancient city, a serenity.

Outside the north gate, a few figures with extraordinary temperament fell on the side of the vicissitudes of the ancient road, but they were a few people who had been on the road for a day.

Although it was dusk, after all, it was down the mountain, except for the water cloud yarn without waves in the ancient well, Liang Qiuming and He Qing'er looked happy, and even Zhou Ping, who was secretly annoyed, became slightly better after blowing the breeze all the way.

Looking at the three blue and black old lacquer characters of "Feixian Town" on the city wall in front of the ancient town, Leng You's slightly deep eyes were in a trance.

Looking around, the green mountains and green waters on both sides of the ancient road are still empty, but there is a tall tree stump not far from the meadow, which is scorched and old, and it has long been impossible to see the original state.

If I remember correctly, the charred black stump was once a withered old locust tree, which seemed to have been burned clean by someone a long time ago, and even a new sprout could not be extracted.

Leng Yu stopped, and his trance-like eyes suddenly flashed a trace of coldness, but soon disappeared again, replaced by a kind of dazed that even he couldn't fathom.

I thought I would repuls, hate, anger, or resent...... However, when he really came to this Feixian Town, he no longer had any emotions or emotions.

Perhaps, it is habitual ignorance, or perhaps, I am not what I used to be......

Leng You gradually returned to normal, but he was only a short distance away from the four of them.

At this time, after He Qing'er looked around, she also happened to look back, the two looked at each other, both of them tacitly smiled softly, and without saying much, they walked back and forth to the ancient town together.

"There is a fairy inn in the town......"

The burly Zhou Ping walked in the front, and he still had a brisk and pleasant look on his face, which was because he had secretly descended the mountain a few times before he was very familiar with this Feixian Town.

It's just that as soon as he turned around, he saw Leng You, who was behind a few people, and there was no nameless anger in his heart, and he couldn't suppress it for a while, and snorted coldly: "What are you doing in the back, do you want to make me sleep on the street?"

He Qing'er and Liang Qiuming, who had a pleasant face, were feeling comfortable in their hearts, and when they heard such loud reproaches, they were all stunned in place, looking at Zhou Ping in front of him who was full of anger for no reason, only to feel that his mind was roaring, and he couldn't turn around for a while.

In an instant, the surrounding air froze instantly.

......

In the north of Feixian Town, on the ancient road, the atmosphere is stiff.

Leng You's footsteps paused slightly, his eyes indifferently crossed Zhou Ping, glanced at the empty main gate of the ancient town in front of him, and continued to walk forward step by step as if he hadn't heard of it.

Yuping Palace Shui Yunsha glanced at Zhou Ping, frowned slightly, and then stood quietly in place, as if waiting for his lagging companions.

Even though Zhou Ping is Zhou Sheng's younger brother, at this time, He Qing'er also subconsciously admitted that the two had nothing to do with each other like other fellow disciples, she frowned, and there was a trace of disgust in her eyes, but ...... But she knew that her junior brother would not suffer in vain, and from childhood to adulthood, she couldn't remember how many times Zhao Buzhu had been taught......

Looking at the expressionless and slowly approaching Leng You, Zhou Ping suddenly became a little sober, he just complained in his heart, but he thought that he was angry and cried out when his mind was hot.

When he was secretly annoyed, he also flashed a trace of jealousy, and unintuitively clenched the dark green magic weapon in his hand, Qiankun Jade Dou, and was on guard.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

Zhou Ping somehow, looking at the somewhat calm figure, a strong uneasiness welled up in his heart, which made him can't help but take a half step back and let out a frightened sound.

Liang Qiuming finally relieved himself, looking at Shui Yunsha next to him, his eyes were flat, and he didn't have the slightest intention of dissuading, and Senior Sister Qing'er also looked at Zhou Ping with displeasure...... The two peerless beauties in the division actually showed their identities and stood aside to watch a farce of cannibalism?

"Just after coming down the mountain, you are inexplicably a peacemaker old man?" Liang Qiu was secretly obscure, and his face was not very good-looking.

At this time, the sound of the slight and steady footsteps was like a muffled drum, again and again, as if it was knocking on Zhou Ping's heart!

He stared vigilantly at the figure that was getting closer and closer, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and in his right hand, the dark green light of the magic weapon lit up slightly, and his burly body involuntarily took a step back.

The two of them, who are getting closer and closer, are already tense, and it seems that the next moment, they are about to fight!

The two dared to act unscrupulously in front of the Taixu Palace, and after only one day of going down the mountain, they were carried back because of personal grudges...... Liang Qiuming thought of the ugly faces of the master, the head and others, and this incident caused the world to laugh...... He was hesitating in his heart and finally made a decision, remade the pure white jade ruler, and then set off and walked out.

However, Liang Qiuming's body just moved, but he was gently stopped by He Qing'er......

The three of them were beside Zhou Ping, not opening their mouths or blocking them, like indifferent strangers, and they became extremely weird for a while.

Zhou Ping, who was in the middle of the matter, was completely unaware, he shrunk his eyes slightly, staring at the cold and quiet in front of him, which was already a few steps away, and his nerves were tensed to the extreme, as if the calm and waveless distant heart in front of him was a turbulent storm!

Before I knew it, I had taken another step back!

Time, almost frozen.

......

Leng You took another step forward calmly, then stopped, staring at Zhou Ping, who was close at hand, it seemed to be a long time, and it seemed to be just a moment.

Suddenly.

He just shook his head faintly.

He is a disciple of the Water Palace, no matter what, he has always been, there is no need to make it difficult for the senior sister at this time, make it difficult for the master, or embarrass the hatred of the sky.

Leng You calmly crossed Zhou Ping, and walked towards the town without fast or slow pace.

The ancient road of time, calm and dead.

He Qing'er stared at him, and for the first time had a dazed illusion...... Suddenly, I felt that the person in front of me, who was once extremely familiar, was so strange at this moment, like an illusory figure, getting fader and fader, and getting farther and farther away from me......

"Senior Sister Qing'er, when I first saw this Senior Brother Leng, I felt that his cultivation was very restrained, but now it seems that he is really as powerful as the rumors a few days ago!" Liang Qiuming's expression was indifferent as usual, and he did not hesitate to praise him.

He Qing'er lost her mind and said casually:

"Really?"

Liang Qiuming nodded, but his gaze was generally on the cold back of He Qing'er, and he didn't notice He Qing'er's strange appearance alone.

Leng You heard that Senior Sister's voice was still in place, so he turned around.

Seeing that Zhou Ping was trembling with anger and his face was flushed for no reason, he secretly frowned, but he didn't pay attention anymore.

The warm eyes of Liang Qiuming and Shui Yunsha signaled to enter the town, and he didn't care that Shui Yunsha didn't respond much, and then said softly to Senior Sister: "Senior Sister, let's go." ”

The sky is still this sky, the person is still the same person, and the voice is still as gentle as ever.

He Qing'er glanced at Leng You, then walked up, gently holding his left arm as usual, accompanied by two long dusk and sunset shadows, and gradually walked towards Feixian Ancient Town......