In the tent, Yan'er, the daughter of the master of the Demon Hunting Gate, persuaded her father not to attack Qingyun Mountain again, because she saw that the leader of the Qingyun Mountain Alliance was not a heinous person as the prime minister said, on the contrary, he was still so kind, and he even had the elegance of Confucianism and Taoism when he ruled the world.

However, the Elder of the Demon Hunting Sect asked the Demon Hunting Sect Master to write a letter to the Master of the Qingliu Martial Sect of Dijing Mountain, and he wanted them to send someone to help. As soon as she heard that the people from Dijing Mountain were coming, Yan'er said beside her: "Father, think about it, why are we attacking Qingyun Mountain?"

"Because the prime minister has an order!"

The head of the house replied without replying.

"Yan'er, it's best to let the eldest son of the Qingliu Martial Arts Sect of Dijing Mountain come this time, he likes Yan'er the most, just come here to get along with Yan'er, maybe Yan'er will be able to accept him!"

The elder next to him saw Yan'er's unhappy face, so he was busy persuading him. Speaking of the eldest prince of the Qingliu Martial Sect, Yan'er's face became even more ugly.

"Just him, don't worry, I'll never like him for the rest of my life!"

"If you don't like it, you have to marry! The affairs of children have always been decided by the parents, so how can you say that you can marry whoever you want?"

After speaking, the master of the Demon Hunting Gate shook his hand, stood up and walked out of the tent.

The night is very quiet, and when you look up, you can see a vast starry sky.

Zuo Fengchen sat alone on the top of Fengxia Mountain, he looked at the stars in the sky, and he suddenly missed Qingwan very much. If she had been there, she would have snuggled up to her side and watched the stars in the sky. It's a pity that she said she left as soon as she said go. If only he could see Qingwan leading things away that day, he would definitely stop her!

"Green Silk ......"

Zuo Fengchen couldn't help but look in the direction of Fengqi Town and shouted. She accompanied her all the way from there, and in a blink of an eye, she had been by her side for eight years, but in the past eight years, he didn't even feel anything, and after Qingwan left, he realized the importance of Qinghuan.

Luo Ying climbed from the Wind Gorge to the Wind Gorge Mountain, he looked at Zuo Fengchen who was sitting alone on the stone and couldn't help but say, "Alliance leader, it's cold on the mountain, why don't you have a few drinks together!"

After Luo Ying finished speaking, he untied a package from his body, he opened the package, and two jugs of wine were placed in the package. Zuo Fengchen took the wine from his hand, and the two of them sat under the starry sky and drank it.

"Alliance Leader, how did you come up to Wind Canyon?"

Zuo Fengchen usually doesn't go out of the mountain, even if the lord of the Southern Capital Mansion came to attack at that time, he never took the initiative to come to the Wind Canyon. This time, before the enemy army arrived, he came here early, and he must have something on his mind.

"Without him, in Qingyun Mountain, I **** am alone, a little lonely. ”

After Zuo Fengchen finished speaking, he took another sip of wine, and Luo Ying persuaded him beside him: "Alliance leader, otherwise, I'll go to Fengqi Town to pick up Qingjuan back!"

He has been following Zuo Fengchen for so long, and he knows who Zuo Fengchen misses the most in his heart. Zuo Fengchen raised his head and drank all the wine in the jug and said: "Forget it, let her be in Fengqi Town before I save Li'er, otherwise, I think about how to save Li'er every day, which will make her even more sad." ”

After Zuo Fengchen finished speaking, he walked all the way towards Qingyun Mountain in the face of the night wind. He knew the strength of the enemy who came this time, so he didn't doubt the strength of Luo Ying and Pamir at all.

Winter goes to spring, the days fly by day by day, when the ice and snow in Qingyun Mountain melts, the streams push and push the pieces of ice floe towards the fairy forest.

Xianlin, I don't know if it has been unattended for a long time, a few wild ducks swam into the fairy forest from outside the forest along the stream, they flew up and down in the waterhole of the fairy forest, and had a lot of fun.

Zuo Fengchen brushed aside a bamboo leaf, his face was flushed, and he smelled of wine.

"Bamboo, bamboo peach blossom three, three or two branches, spring river plumbing duck, duck prophet. Hehe, hehe......"

Looking at a piece of peach blossoms hidden in the bamboo forest, and a few ducks playing in the stream, Zhang Chen couldn't help but chant a poem. He drank all the wine in the jug and threw it into the stream, and a blue and white porcelain jug floated downstream along the clear water.

Seeing a kettle in the water, a monkey jumped down from the peach tree, it ran to the edge of the water and reached out and scooped up the bottle, and several other monkeys saw that it had a jug in its hand, and the other monkeys also rushed over and grabbed it.

So, in the peach forest, several monkeys tossed up and down, and they shook down one after another beautiful peach blossoms, which fell in the clear stream, and flowed down the stream to the unknown distance.

Above the fairy forest, a colorful fairy stone released bursts of colorful light, Zuo Fengchen lay on his back on the grass next to the stream, he looked at the shining fairy stone and smiled: "You, what are you doing out again! Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has long since stopped learning Confucianism and Taoism! Hehe, you, have you ever seen a monkey who can recite poetry?"

The colorful light emitted by the Commenting Immortal Stone shrouded the entire Immortal Forest, and in the morning Immortal Forest, the clouds and mist filled it, and several sika deer also came out of the woods, and they were peacefully eating the grass on the ground.

"Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river. It's a meaningful poem, and here, it's really beautiful here!"

An unfamiliar voice sounded, Zuo Fengchen just glanced back at her, and then fell asleep.

In the dream, Zuo Fengchen dreamed of Qingwan, under a golden ginkgo tree, the sun shined through the ginkgo forest on Qingwan's face, and there was a smile on her beautiful face.

Seeing Qingjuan, Zuo Fengchen hurriedly shouted: "Qingjuan, Qingjuan!"

Qingwan looked at Zuo Fengchen, she hurriedly walked towards Zuo Fengchen, when she walked to Zuo Fengchen's side, Zuo Fengchen stretched out her hand to hug her, but, but Qingwan suddenly turned into Mu Zhixue, she stared at Zuo Fengchen viciously and asked, "Who are you thinking about?"

"Miss you!"

Zuo Fengchen shouted, and suddenly sat up.

"Miss me, but we've only met once! I'm embarrassed to say that!"

Hearing someone talking, Zuo Fengchen hurriedly rubbed his eyes, for some reason, when he woke up, he had slept from morning to dusk.

The evening sun was thick, and a girl in purple sat in front of the dresser like this, and she saw that Zuo Feng woke up in the morning, and lowered her head shyly.

"Who are you, and why did you appear in Qingyun Mountain?"

Zuo Fengchen looked at the girl, the girl looked seventeen or eighteen years old, her eyes were big, very bright, when she was shy, there were two round dimples at the corners of her mouth.

"I, I'm who I am. ”

When the girl had finished speaking, she got up from her stool, and she walked around the room and said, "You just said that you miss me, why don't you even know who I am when you turn your head?"

(To be continued.) )