The young man was elegant and calm, not alienated by strange encounters, and replied cleverly: "Wherever the excitement goes, there is spring everywhere anyway, and this night is no exception." If there is Yaxing, let's move forward together?"

Don't ask for a bitter mouth, it's like eating something disgusting, full of taste. When other women hear it, or when the wind is light and the night is cold, they talk like this, which shows the grace of youth, elegance and elegance. But don't ask for love, after several struggles, get rid of the "love nightmare" that harmed his life with Li Piaoling, this kind of language, back then, I was too much in my ears and eyes, and now I have goosebumps all over my body for no reason.

"Oh?" Mo asked, his tone was cold.

The young man noticed the change in Mo Wen's mood and explained: "You carry the qin of Lord Jianzun, and we have a lot of connections with our predecessors. This goes to the east, it should be the same thing. ”

"Who are you?" Mo asked indifferently.

"Hidden Cangshan is in the vein. The young man looked directly at Mo and said quietly.

Lin Xiaqin belongs to the "Lord Jianzun"? Mo Qianqing only knows that Lin Xiaqin has a relationship with Xizi Lake, so the so-called "Lord Jianzun", that is, the master of the purple heart, lives in seclusion in Xizi Lake nine times out of ten. But in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion of Yunliu City, why was she still ready to buy this qin?

After more than ten breaths, Mo Wenqing raised his chin slightly, hung a smile line that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and Jingya asked, "You don't go to Xizi Lake?"

The young man was quite helpless to Mo Wen's one-and-or-nothing conversation, and replied immediately: "There is a phoenix to return, and we are waiting for the shore of Sucang, the trip to West Lake, which has been delayed for the time being." ”

The speaker is subtle, but has no intention of concealing it, and the person who hears it has a heart, the wind is light and the night is light, Han'er, and Mo ask for love to the east of Mangshan Country, and the beautiful name is to visit the owner of Linxiaqin, and what he cares about and looks forward to more is to find the purple heart, but the two of them are a fox, and they don't say it.

Don't ask about love, "there is a phoenix to return", it will inevitably be purple-hearted. The vein of Yincang Mountain should be a hidden world cultivation sect, although it is unknown, but only from the purple heart, that is, it is extraordinary. Zi Li Yan Yongju Huang Zheng and Meng Gufu are accompanied by Ran Lao, who is undoubtedly at the level of Yuan Ying, and the master, master and lady mentioned by Zi Xinyan are definitely worse than Ran Lao. This tip of the iceberg alone overrides many cultivation forces such as the Hun Kingdom and the Di Kingdom.

"Shine ...... at night"

Mo Wenqing was taken aback and asked, "The night of the night?"

"Exactly. Nightfly said.

The wind is light and the night is light, and Mo asks to look at each other, seeing the surprise and even absurdity in the other party's eyes. Since the two got acquainted with Yunzhongtai, "Night" has never left each other, Xing Ye is looking forward to returning to the Ye's door wall, and he wants to kill the Ye's family, but the fake name of the wind and light night is reversed, and the word "night" is also good. Now that he is socializing with people again, he is the Night Clan again. In this world, there are too many "nights".

"With the phoenix returning, how will the night boy greet him?" Mo asked very quickly, and took the initiative to ask.

Ye Hotaru said politely: "Hotaru asks the seniors to respect. ”

"Oh, that phoenix knows. "Don't ask about love and ingenuity, really talking about the relationship with Purple Heart, it's just a one-sided relationship. Zixin bought Lin Xiaqin, at the beginning of the impulsive thought, she was a gift to Han'er, some days down, but calm, with this side of the fate, how to send such a treasure of the reason?

Mo interrogation, who has always liked to see ghosts and talk nonsense, and people also like to talk nonsense, for a while, his thoughts were mixed, and he didn't make a sound for a long time, until he coughed in the light wind and coughed, and the cold touched it, and Mo asked for love, and the night fireflies in his sight were blurry and clear, and his face was full of sincerity, waiting for a reply. Mo asked for love for a moment, his smile was like a bright spring, and his whole body suddenly rippled with spring, only to hear her say: "I am Mo Wenqing." This is the night breeze, and the door of the night boy's house. ”

Ye Yingzhao's eyes lit up, and she said happily: "My night clan is extremely rare. Which country is the Night Clan of the Light Wind Brothers?"

Feng Qingye was not good at panicking, concealed his weakness, and saluted: "I'm sorry, which country's Ye Clan, I'm ...... I can't say, Brother Ye. ”

Nightfly said, "Understood. When people asked me which country I was, I replied, 'Don't say.'" Hehe, in this Mangshan country, I recognized people of the same clan and ancestors. Hotaru is lucky. ”

"Brother Night isn't from Mangshan Country either?" asked Feng Qingye.

Don't ask for helplessness, her younger brother is strong but not strong, generous but not weak, and the way he deals with people is really superficial. Fortunately, the night fireflies, handsome and honest gentlemen, the two "Ye Clan", both go straight to each other, even if they hide their family background, one "can't say" and the other "can't say". Those who don't know the truth think that they can't write two "night" words with one stroke.

Ye Hotaru said freely: "No. Firefly Zhao has no home, let alone a country. So, you can go anywhere in the world, and everywhere is a place to settle down. ”

These words, the great wind and the light night heart, the young man, without those worldly fetters, look everywhere, the eyes are empty, heroic in the road ahead, the night firefly shines "everywhere is the place of knots", although euphemistic, but implied contempt for all the obstacles in the world of arrogance. The people around the wind and light night, Ning Wenwen, Wen Ren Gentleman, Shen Chuishang, Iron and Stone Heart, etc., have a temperament that is quite close to old-fashioned, and the night remnant star is extreme, close to people, and Linghu Xiaomei, Ning Tingxue, Mo Wenqing, these female streamers account for the majority, but rarely intersect with young people like Ye Yingzhao who are personable and well-spoken.

"The peace of mind is my hometown, and it is also my wish. "The wind is light and the night responds.

Ye Ying Zhao looked at his head, thought about it, and invited: "Not far ahead, on the Sugao Mountain, I have built a simple 'small building to stop rain'. For the two predecessors, they fought wine and swords, and also listened to the sound of a song of smoke and rain. Firefly invited two people to go to Yatan to welcome the guests. At this time, the crowds of Lugao Mountain gather indecently, the waves are prosperous, and they stay in Cangpu. "I'm afraid that after the smoke lake crosses, the peach blossoms will flood again", a big scenery is also, you can't ignore it. ”

Mo asked for praise and praised: "The night boy travels to Mangshan Country, and he also inquires about such things clearly, so delicate." ”

A group of people went west, chatting and knowing, followed by Ye Yingzhao were his junior brothers Zhong Congyong and Luo Kemeng, and the two junior sisters Gu Jingtan and Xun Yueqing are now stopping the rain and building a small building.

Night fireflies secretly observe the wind and light night, the young man flutters with the wind, as if he walks against the wind, between the steps, all without force, as if "the boat shakes lightly, the wind flutters and blows clothes", fresh and handsome, nothing more.

Ye Yingzhao didn't believe in the boy's surname "Night", "Mo Wenqing" name, it was a lie when he heard it, the two of them were close to Jianzun because Lin Xiaqin was close to Jianzun, and what kind of relationship did they have with Donggui's "phoenix"? Deliberately speeding up, they gradually saw some clues. Mo asks about love and teenagers, and they are by no means the same door. Jindan Monk's Mo interrogation, galloping, true qi running, flickering, cultivation exercises, nothing surprising, but the moment of falling together, Mo Qian's love is not real, the abyss is subtle, the feeling is indescribable. Ye Yingzhao didn't know that this spiritual rhythm was exactly a wisp of heavenly Dao cognition left by Li Fujian, who stepped into the void tens of thousands of years ago, and now it was integrated into the body method by Mo Wenqing, and over time, the achievements were immeasurable.

The boy is still light and light, fast or slow, and the wind is hugging and moving forward. Those winds are everywhere, and they are all borrowed by teenagers.

In the end, Yeyingzhao was shocked, and the boy did not take advantage of the wind, but became in harmony with the wind. It seems that it is not far away, but in fact it is far away, like an independent dust, transcendent and peerless. Where is the little qi refining cultivator, the body method is mysterious, and the Yuanying real person is just like this.

Night fireflies shine in the vein of Yincang Mountain, as a leader of the younger generation, practicing the exercises, the inheritance is long, the magic of the method, and the Izumo cultivation world is unheard of. The night firefly can't take care of the wind and light night, and the trance of Mo Wenqing is agitated and conceals the true qi resonance in the body, as if it has the same origin and flow. On this trip to Mangshan Country, it was a priority to see Jianzun, but I met more peculiar strange people.

The rain curtain that invades the night is dense from sparse to dense.

Within the rain curtain, flowers, trees, mountains and rocks, as well as the lake of Sucangpu, contain a distant mood.

So, what about the world beyond the rain screen?

Han'er played with a lot of hair, and rushed into the rainy night with vigour, a white shadow, like a butterfly. It is the crack where the wind drills through the rain. That's the wind, too.

(Author's message: Some time ago, there were many miscellaneous things, and my mind was chaotic, so I stopped writing for a while.) I would like to express my deep apologies to the gentlemen who like "The Legend of the Glacier and the Sword". ）