There is no bright full moon in the sky at night, and the sky is overcast and looks like it is going to rain, because there is only one bed, Zhao Zhijing at this time can only sit cross-legged in the corridor outside the house, with his rosewood sword on his knees, and use his internal strength to resist the cold air in the mountains. Lin Ruohua in the room was lying on the small bed, and Zhao Zhijing could be seen sitting cross-legged through the window, although there was no cold breath in her eyes at this time, most of them were murderous eyes, and there was a trace of strange look. In the middle of the night, Zhao Zhijing, who was sitting cross-legged, heard a long breathing sound, and his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep. In the dark room, Lin Ruohua got up from the bed, reached out and took out his long sword, gently pushed open the closed door, and walked towards Zhao Zhijing silently with his feet on the ground, seeing that Zhao Zhijing did not react, as if he was asleep. Immediately, Lin Ruohua's long sword Dao true qi condensed, and a sword stabbed towards Zhao Zhijing's body as fast as lightning, and between the lightning and flint, Zhao Zhijing felt a trace of cold aura coming from behind him. Zhao Zhijing bounced up from the ground in an instant, grabbed the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and went to block the sword with a sword in his hand, but it was still a little late, the tip of the sword cut through Zhao Zhijing's clothes, and the skin swept by the sword qi suddenly cracked, and blood gushed down his back, instantly staining his clothes red.

Zhao Zhijing, who turned around, saw that it was Lin Ruohua, and then the red sandalwood long sword roared in the air, and a sword swept the long sword in her hand, and the huge force in the red sandalwood sword swept the long sword in Lin Ruohua's hand to the ground, Zhao Zhijing ignored the bleeding body, and his figure flashed to Lin Ruohua's side, and his left hand pointed a little at the same time, pointing at her acupoint, Lin Ruohua stood in the corridor like a stake, and then Zhao Zhijing carried her back to the room and put her on the bed, covered with a quilt and went out. On campus, Zhao Zhijing was healing his wounds, holding back the blood from his open wounds, and then tore off a piece of his clothes to bandage the wound on his back, still sitting in the corridor in front of the house. Zhao Zhijing felt the pain coming out of his body, and the corners of his mouth twitched and couldn't help but sigh: "I really did it myself, I saved her and was almost understood by her sword, but I like Mo Chou, I saw her body in an unacceptable situation, and it is understandable that she wants to kill herself, this sword is clear! But I still have to guard against her in the future!" In the room that Zhao Zhijing couldn't see, crystal tears fell from the corners of Lin Ruohua's eyes. Lin Ruohua thought in his heart: "His body was looked at by him, how can he go to see his apprentice in the future, he wants to kill him and then commit suicide, why can't God make people happy!" If Zhao Zhijing knew it, he would definitely say: "This woman is really speechless, she loves to drill the horns of the bull, and she changes her clothes to save her!" But how could Zhao Zhijing, a person from later generations, think that at this time, people regard their chastity as more important than their own lives.

The next day, the rising sun shone on the forest, Zhao Zhijing did not go down the mountain to buy food after practicing his sword in the forest, but shot a few pheasants in the forest and accidentally met him, picked some wild vegetables in the mountain, and returned to the hut. Placing the prepared food on the stone table in the garden, Zhao Zhijing walked into the hut, and saw that Lin Ruohua was still lying on the bed, and had not yet rushed through the acupuncture point he had lit, and with a flick of his fingers, a true qi flew out and hit Lin Ruohua's body, Lin Ruohua's body trembled suddenly, the acupuncture point had been unlocked, and Zhao Zhijing immediately turned around and left.

In the small courtyard, after the two of them had already eaten, the two sat opposite each other, Zhao Zhijing still took out a bowl of medicinal juice that had been at a moderate temperature and pushed it in front of Lin Ruohua, and he still sat in front of her indifferently, as if nothing had happened, until Lin Ruohua drank the medicinal juice in the bowl Zhao Zhijing got up, picked up the small bowl and left the courtyard, left with his rosewood sword, and went to practice swords.

After more than ten days, Zhao Zhijing still took care of Lin Ruohua wholeheartedly, but Lin Ruohua was no longer looking for an opportunity to assassinate Zhao Zhijing, and the conversation between the two was no longer only Zhao Zhijing's words, and from time to time Lin Ruohua would also say a few words to Zhao Zhijing, and the relationship between the two had been improved as it should be.

On this day, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the white moonlight is sprinkled in the courtyard, and the flowers of various colors are even more charming under the illumination of the moonlight, exuding a comfortable atmosphere. Zhao Zhijing and Lin Ruohua sat opposite each other at the stone table in the courtyard, wisps of heat were still coming out of the teacups on the table, Lin Ruohua looked at Zhao Zhijing and said, "Zhijing, tell me how you and Mo Chou met!" Zhao Zhijing heard Lin Ruohua's words, and couldn't help but show a smile on his face, and then told Lin Ruohua all kinds of things about himself and Li Mochou as they were, and still had that warm smile on his face when he said it, as if he was completely intoxicated with some bit of the incident. Lin Ruohua listened to Zhao Zhijing's words, and felt the joy and warmth from his heart when he talked about the two things. Lin Ruohua listened to Zhao Zhijing's words, and before Zhao Zhijing knew it, he replaced the teacup on the table, and then replaced it with a jar of fine wine. After Zhao Zhijing stopped, Lin Ruohua said to him: "Zhijing, come and have a drink! Shouldn't you have a drink when you talk about such a happy thing" Zhao Zhijing heard this, and did not doubt her, raised the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. The two of them under the moon kept drinking, Zhao Zhijing kept telling the bits and pieces of himself and Li Mochou, and Lin Ruohua also said some interesting things about himself over the years.

A "pop" sound sounded next to the hut under the moon, and Zhao Zhijing fell on the table, and bursts of breathing came from his body. Lin Ruohua stood up and pushed Zhao Zhijing, Zhao Zhijing's body just shook for a moment, and there was no other reaction to still lean his head on the table, and there were bursts of breathing from time to time. Lin Ruohua saw that Zhao Zhijing had no other reaction, he was already drunk. Lin Ruohua put Zhao Zhijing's arm on his shoulder, walked to the hut step by step, and put Zhao Zhijing on the bed. Lin Ruohua looked at the body in front of him, but even if he hurt him in the past ten days, he still took care of himself without regrets. After thinking about it, Lin Ruohua stretched out his hand and touched Zhao Zhijing's already red cheeks, and under the corner of his eyes, a drop of crystal tears pulled out a long sword and stabbed at Zhao Zhijing's neck. At this time, Zhao Zhijing, who was in a daze, showed a warm smile on his face, and a sentence came out of his mouth: "Senior Lin, you are so beautiful, if anyone marries you, it is really a blessing for three lives" "When Chang" A long sword fell to the ground, tears fell from Lin Ruohua's eyes, and in a daze, Zhao Zhijing grabbed Lin Ruohua's hand and pulled her to his side. The bright moon in the sky is still the same, Zhao Zhijing didn't know what was going on in a daze, but after waking up the next day, Lin Ruohua was no longer there, Zhao Zhijing thought that she left by herself after her injuries healed, but there was a touch of blush on the bed that he didn't pay attention to.