Since she has never left Qixia Mountain, she naturally has no family and friends outside the mountain, where does she want to go or who she wants to find?

Nightgreen gently reached out and plucked the leaves from her shoulder for Nightling.

The leaves slowly fell at Ye Ling's feet. The curtain changed slightly, the leaves touched the soil and changed their voices, and a melodious flute sound echoed in Yeqing's heart.

He couldn't help but glance at Ye Ling again, only to know that the voice was coming from Ye Ling's eyes.

She was turning to Yeqing and smiling softly.

In the night, this smile is like a fairy, gentle like water, in the middle of the hibiscus mirror, and the delicate red strings come.

Pillow spring willows, deep courtyard.

Summer butterfly dance, the corners of the eyes are separated,

Tonight I hope for a good dream.

It's just that Yeqing doesn't dream, never dreams.

He drinks, he drinks after killing people, he drinks a lot, and after drinking a lot of wine, he doesn't dream anymore.

He loves women, he loves generously, he loves nothing else, love is all there is to love, and nothing else.

He never dwelled on it, never missed it, never regretted it, and never looked back.

He is very kind to every woman, considerate, loving, and caring.

He is handsome and beautiful, and proficient in music, and the girls in Willow Lane, everyone likes him.

He likes gentle women and women when they are gentle.

After drinking, Yeqing prefers the gentleness of women. That kind of gentleness can melt the snow in winter, so that dead wood meets spring, and all things regenerate.

A woman's gentleness, even if it is just a smile, is enough to make him forget all the troubles in the world.

is not only a woman with an ordinary appearance or even a good appearance, as long as she has a gentle heart, in Yeqing's opinion, it is all beautiful.

What's more, this woman is Ye Ling.

It's the midsummer breeze again, the night is like silk, and the moon is like silk.

Ye Qing looked at Ye Ling, and her heart was fascinated.

His hand gently stroked the ends of Ye Ling's hair, gently without a trace of weight.

In just an instant, through a field of stars, a trace of red blood flashed in the white moonlight.

Nightgreen saw this red light, faint, fast, it should have been impossible to see, but tonight, Nightgreen was especially alert, like a beast in the night.

Ye Qing didn't show the slightest doubt, but gently withdrew her hand.

There was not a hint in his expression, and even the wind around the two of them didn't notice the slightest change in him.

But Yeqing did feel a deep uneasiness and even a little fear.

He didn't speak, trying to control his restless thoughts.

It's not easy to do that.

He knew that this was not an ordinary flirtatious flirtatiousness, nor was it an intoxicating illusion of moonlight.

It was a power he had never encountered before, a power that was closer to being terrifying.

Even a power he never imagined.

There is such a terrifying power hidden in an unknown place under the sky, just thinking of this, Ye Qing has to be vigilant.

However, judging from that point, Yeqing thought that the red light that flashed in the moonlight was indeed a kind of power.

Unequivocally.

He is not allowed to doubt, nor is he allowed to turn a blind eye.

Where does this power come from? Could it be the Demon World?

Thinking of the demonic aura that appeared in the mirror to the floor from time to time recently, Yeqing thought of the terrifying power of the demon world.

If the rumors are true, the battle between the Heavenly Demons has never been able to distinguish between victory and defeat, and then the power of the Demon World is really not to be underestimated.

The red light had already proved that this force could easily pass through the curtain of the mirror to the building, and the curtain was useless in front of it.

And at this moment, he and Ye Ling were guarding the curtain with the spiritual power of their whole bodies.

It can't be penetrated so easily.

Could it be that this power does not come from outside the mountain at all, could it be that this power exists in the mirror building?

No, Ye Qing shuddered at the thought of this.

This time, Ye Ling finally found out.

Her smile was still as gentle as water, and her voice was as soft as a petal.

Yeqing smiled, laughing bitterly, as if An Zhuyan had forcibly fed him a bowl of yellow lotus.

"What's wrong with you?"

A smile as gentle as water, with a little blush, and a thick peach blossom.

"I'm fine. Yeqing pretended to be calm and reluctantly replied.

He knew that such a state could not be hidden from Ye Ling.

Ye Ling's skill may not be below him, maybe when he didn't know it at all, Ye Ling's cultivation had already surpassed him.

Ye Ling was born beautiful and talented, which Ye Xiaolou said a long time ago - Ye Ling was beautiful and talented.

He hesitated whether to tell Yeling about the red light, hesitated how to say it, how much to say.

After thinking about it for a moment, I still endured it.

At times like these, his instincts tell him not to trust anyone.

Even if that person is Ye Ling.

This is Ye Xiaolou's training for him, a killer, if he easily trusts another person when a crisis arises, it is tantamount to putting himself in the most dangerous situation.

A crisis is not a dead end, and easily believing a person when a crisis arises is a dead end.

To complete a mission, to complete every mission, you must first make sure that you have the life to carry it out, and then how to complete it.

"What's wrong? Your face is not good-looking. ”

Ye Ling put his hand on Ye Qing's back and patted it twice.

Nightgreen trembled slightly again.

The tremor was supposed to be from the inside to the skin, but he held back, and he used his strength to forcibly contain them in the veins that Ye Ling couldn't detect.

At the moment, his blood was tense, but his face still had to pretend that nothing had happened.

Disguising oneself in front of a woman is what a man should have.

But Yeqing has never learned this skill, and he has never deceived women.

He liked them, admired them, loved them.

Why deception?

He felt that truth was more useful than deception.

Only once, he was wrong.

Begonia.

Yeqing shook her head slightly. The temperature of Ye Ling's palm was very high, Ye Qing thought that maybe it was because of her perennial practice of Feng Xia Palm, and her body was too hot, so it was natural that it would be so hot.

"You go back to rest first, and if you feel unwell, find a doctor in time. ”

"I'm fine. ”

Yeqing finally took control of her body and said softly, "I'm really fine. Where did you just go? Senior sister said she wanted to go down the mountain?"

"Yes, I want to go down the mountain once, first, I can't tell what the reason is, I always feel uneasy, second, I want to go to see the martial arts conference, I am worried that this martial arts conference will be bad for Jing Xianglou. ”

"If Madame agrees, I have no reason to object. ”

"Madame won't agree, didn't she say that none of us can leave the mirror and go upstairs?"

"And how long will it take you to descend this time?"

Ye Qing compromised, he thought that maybe Ye Ling really wanted to leave here, why would she imprison her, if she really wanted to leave.

Madame really reproached.

He was willing to be punished for her, so why not?