Yuya was looking for tonight's game in the scent of flowers, and she wanted to prepare a sumptuous dinner for Ho Feng. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In three days, it will be a full moon, the moon is as bright as the bright moon, and the name is related to the moon, so it should be best to choose the time to forge a sword, although He Feng is not sure whether it is really a full moon at all.

In the past few days, He Feng has completely devoted himself to the matter of forging swords, and he has not asked Yuya the slightest bit, maybe he is busy preparing, or maybe he is deliberately evading.

However, Yuya is very different from before, she seems to be testing He Feng's bottom line, as if what she said to her master that day gave her endless strength. She didn't believe that the master who loved her so much would leave her one day, and the master would scare herself at most, but as for action, it was absolutely impossible.

He Feng was adding a handful of firewood to the new furnace, and he needed to burn it thoroughly before the full moon.

"Master!" Yuya suddenly hugged He Feng from behind, her slightly red cheeks pressed against He Feng's body, "Yu'er caught a lot of hares today, let's have a big meal!"

He Feng gently pushed her away and walked out of the door alone, but Yuya didn't care, still sticking to He Feng's back like soft mud.

"Master, you haven't spoken to Yu'er for five days, Yu'er is so stuffy. No matter how entangled Yuya was, He Feng always ignored it. But Yuya became more and more happy, because the master did not leave Yuya as he said.

So Yuya became more and more presumptuous, and she became more and more convinced of her feelings for the master.

The breeze blew the white clothes of the two of them and stroked them slightly, and He Feng's eyes staring into the distance fascinated Yuya. Yuya didn't know where she got the courage, so she reached out and held He Feng's hand tightly. She could feel that He Feng's hand trembled slightly at that moment, and she knew this feeling, because her own hand also suddenly trembled at that moment, a tremor that went straight to her heart.

He Feng wanted to withdraw his hand, but Yuya used great strength to hold it tightly, and after trying a few times, He Feng found that if he really broke free, Yuya's delicate arm would be injured, so He Feng finally gave up the action in his hand and let Yuya be intimate with him by his side.

He Feng suddenly turned his head and looked at Yuya, at this moment Yuya was looking at himself and could see God, that kind of pure eyes were as clean as meltwater in a snowy mountain. Yuya was stared at by the master coldly, her cheeks were flushed, and she hurriedly turned her head, so obviously shy, this would never have happened before. He Feng was sure that Yuya was really attached to him, but now that he had more important things to do, he couldn't be distracted to take care of Yuya.

The two of them stood by the lake, letting time flow quietly. From a distance, no matter who thinks that this is a happy couple, watching the clouds roll together in the beautiful fairy mountain, and saying the vows of love by the smoky lake. But in fact, both of them have their own incomparably complex flavors in their hearts, and although their figures are extremely close, they feel so far away in their hearts.

Until the sun set, He Feng said lightly, "Let's cook." Yuya let go of her hand and cheered like a child winning a game, "Yu'er knows that the master won't keep talking, haha, Yu'er is going to cook!"

He Feng rubbed his hands that were almost numb, and there was still the residual temperature and faint fragrance of the rain buds. It was the first time in his life that he felt such a strong heart, and even his desire for the Cold Moon Sword was probably not as strong as one-tenth of it.

In the next two days, He Feng's attitude began to soften, and sometimes he would take the initiative to joke with Yuya, and He Feng himself didn't know why he suddenly relented.

On the day of the full moon, He Feng felt unprecedented nervousness, so he once again left Yuya in the cold, but Yuya was also very sensible and did not pester the master that day.

When the moonlit night came, thousands of miles of silver light sprinkled onto the surface of the lake, and countless white points of light moved in the lake.

He Feng drank a cup of hot wine that Yu Bud had scalded for him, took out the fragments and orbs, and walked out into the moonlight.

The red flames in the furnace shone on the faces of the two, bringing warmth to the cold night. The fragments of the Cold Moon Sword lay quietly in the blazing furnace, as if the fire around them had nothing to do with them, and Yu Ya thought to herself that these broken fragments were so stubborn.

He Feng's every movement was cautious, for fear of any mistakes, and Yuya was just standing quietly aside, she must not disturb the master at this moment.

Half an hour, the bright moon was in the sky, and when the bright moon rose overhead, He Feng took the orb out of his arms. At this moment, there seem to be two moons in heaven and earth, and the moon pearl in He Feng's hand is not inferior to the moon in the sky.

He Feng carefully put the Yuehua Pearl into the fire, and what made He Feng and Yuya dumbfounded was that the moment the furnace fire was put into the orb, there was a "poof" sound, and the furnace that had just been scorching was extinguished at once, and the red furnace turned white in an instant, and the fragments of the Cold Moon Sword inside were still the same.

Is the method wrong? He Feng had a bad premonition. He Feng regenerated the fire, but as soon as the Yuehuazhu was put in, the fire was still extinguished immediately. Try again, go out again. He Feng tried hard many times, but finally gave up. Yuehuazhu is extremely cold, cold and hot, could it be that the Taoist chief is wrong?

"How can this be? how can the fire be extinguished?"

"I don't know, maybe something is missing, or maybe a specific method is needed. He Feng's eyes were full of frustration.

"Don't worry, Master, Yu'er will accompany you to figure out a way, we still have a lot of time. Yuya smiled and hugged He Feng.

However, He Feng was extremely resistant this time, and pushed the rain bud away with force. The rain buds were caught off guard, and of course they didn't stand, and they fell to the ground with a choke. Since she was a child, this was the first time He Feng had treated her so rudely.

"Master?" Yuya asked incredulously with wide eyes.

"As the teacher has said, if you are like this again, I will leave you forever. He Feng glared at her angrily, she had never seen He Feng like this, and she was almost so frightened that she cried.

"From tomorrow onwards, you and I will go our separate ways, I will give you the entanglement, and go to your own way of survival!" He Feng didn't know why he would say such ruthless words.

Two lines of tears burst out of Yuya's eyes, something she would never believe had happened at this moment, in an instant, it was like losing all her strength, and even crying was silent.

He Feng couldn't bear to see Yuya like this, so he turned his head away.

"But what to do, master, my heart can't stop. Yuya sobbed and trembled.

"You're just a child, how can you understand worldly things?" He Feng looked impatient.

"Yu'er only believes in her own heart, and she doesn't care about any worldliness. ”

"Since you don't understand, how dare you talk about love or like?"

"Yu'er can let go of anything, as long as she can be with the master, there is nothing Yu'er dare not give up?"

"It's easy to say, but there are countless things in life that are more important than life, how dare you give up for the sake of something you don't understand?" He Feng raised his head and sighed, "Think clearly, so you can do it yourself!"

After that, He Feng entered the house without looking back, leaving Yuya alone to cry by the fire.

He Feng was irritable in his heart, for this Yuehua Pearl, he had tried his best to inquire for several years, and Yu'er almost died because of it, but it turned out to be useless. Yuya to himself again...

"Alas" He Feng sighed, he sat down, stood up again after a while, walked back and forth in the room, and then sat down again. He Feng was restless and didn't know what he should do. Let's practice the mental method, He Feng just sat down for a while, and then stood up again, and his state of mind at this time could not concentrate on cultivation at all.

Later, he took out the inkstone, added some water, and grinded it for a long time before spreading out the paper. The tip of the pen moved quickly on the paper, and He Feng began to write silently the anger of the sun, and an hour later, the anger of the sun was all written, and He Feng finally calmed down a lot.

He Feng looked up and looked outside, Yuya was still standing by the stove, and his heart was in turmoil again.