In the suburban woods, a woman dressed in red looked at the countless flying fireflies in front of her in surprise, her eyes were full of moving tears, and a tall man next to her couldn't help but wipe her tears for the woman in red, and said: "Hongying, why are you becoming more and more like a child, even a little firefly can make you cry?"

Hongying smiled embarrassedly, and slapped the man in front of her with her fist, sneering: "It's not all up to you, it's all because of you and I that it's easier and easier to cry." ”

The man lovingly took Hongying into his arms: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, you are all right, I let you be okay." But I never thought that danger was slowly approaching the two people who were caught in love.

When the man came back to his senses, the long sword had already penetrated Hongying's body, and the man looked at the woman in his hand who was gradually losing his temperature in shock, and angrily set his eyes on the murderer.

The man who came was a handsome boy, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, and was looking at the man with a bright smile, and the sword in his hand was drawn from the woman's body without hurry, and it was still stained with blood.

"Maybe it's still warm. The boy smiled and showed off to the man.

The man suddenly sneered, and threw Hongying, who was still regarded as a treasure just now, to the ground roughly, the boy's eyebrows raised indifferently, and he said with anticipation: "What? want to have a good fight with me? Come on, Cheng Zhi!"

Cheng Zhi coldly sorted out his clothes and said, "Shen Xia, if you think that you can be angry for your sister in this way, you can kill it, I won't do anything to you." ”

With that, he lifted his feet and left, leaving Hongying lying lonely on the ground, without even looking at it.

He Weiwei looked at the stars in the sky and fell into deep thought, not even knowing when Lord Fang would sit next to her, until a pot of wine suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Feeling bad? Lord Fang said with a smile.

He Weiwei looked at the pot in front of her, and said for a while: "I don't use a pot with others, for fear of infection." ”

Lord Fang was choked and actually laughed. He Weiwei looked at him with a nervous face: "What are you laughing at?" Although he smiled very well.

"I heard you've been looking for me lately?" asked Lord Fang, turning his head and placing the flask on the stone table.

He Weiwei nodded hurriedly, but no, she was looking for it like crazy, she thought that she would have a chance to ask about herself when she went down the mountain, but as soon as they settled down in the inn, she rushed to Lord Fang's room as soon as possible, but found that the person was not there at all. In the past few days, Ruyi, Xiaoshu, and Chengjun, who only knows how to repair flowers and plants, have begun to get busy, and she has nothing to do and is in a daze all day long.

"Yes, Lord Fang, you are an immortal, right?" He Weiwei asked cautiously.

"God is not a god, but a cultivator. ”

"Do you think I'm any different, then?"

Lord Fang didn't speak, just stared at He Weiwei, He Weiwei was stared at a little hairy, and couldn't help but ask anxiously: "You talk, what are you looking at?"

"What do you think is different about you?" asked her in turn.

"You can't just pick someone up the street and take it home for no reason. He Weiwei's voice suddenly raised: "I don't believe you can't see it." ”

Lord Fang smiled: "It is indeed my own reason. ”

"What is the reason for that?" He Weiwei was almost angry, she was so anxious, and the other party was still unhurried.

Lord Fang took a sip of wine and said, "You do me a favor, and I will help you go back." ”

Sure enough, he knew. He Weiwei's heart sank and said, "What if I don't help?"

"Then you can only stay here until you die. ”

He Weiwei lowered her head helplessly and said, "Okay, then what do you want me to help with? ”

"It doesn't matter if you can do it or not, the most important thing is to have a heart. Before leaving, Lord Fang left this sentence meaningfully.

He Weiwei pondered for a night, but she didn't figure out a reason, so she simply ignored it. To tell the truth, she didn't trust this so-called Fang Master very much in her heart, she was a newcomer, she didn't know anything, she didn't know what this Fang wanted her to help, even if she could help, after the matter was completed, would he really send him back? Is he a good person or a bad person, in case he kills people after the matter is over? The most important thing is why she came to this era, is it by accident or is someone doing it? He Weiwei felt deeply uneasy in her heart, and she reminded herself that she should not take it lightly when she was alone.

Early the next morning, Xiaoshu beckoned He Weiwei to go out for a walk.

"It's rare to have good weather, Sister Weiwei, I'll take you to eat something delicious, Sister Ruyi is waiting for the two of us in the lobby." ”

He Weiwei cleaned herself up, and the three of them sat in the lobby and ate something simply.

"Hey, what about Cheng Jun, why didn't you see him?" He Weiwei asked suspiciously when she saw that there was no Cheng Jun.

"Cheng Jun went out with Lord Fang in the middle of the night last night. Ruyi explained.

In the middle of the night, He Weiwei thought to herself, it was so difficult that after saying goodbye to Lord Fang yesterday, Lord Fang did not sleep, but pulled Chengjun out.

Xiaoshu pushed her: "Sister Weiwei, you eat quickly." ”

The three of them quickly finished breakfast and went shopping, when He Weiwei was in college, sometimes she went out with the girls in the dormitory, there are many famous snacks in Beijing, and the three of them can eat all the way. Now that He Weiwei is in a foreign land, even strange things can't attract her attention, but fortunately, Xiaoshu and Ruyi are full of interest along the way, but they don't care about her reaction.

When the three of them were tired of walking, they found a tavern to rest. At the door of the tavern, a group of people were around, and He Weiwei and the others squeezed in and saw a handsome boy painting on the street.

There was a burst of exclamation from the surrounding crowd from time to time, and even Xiaoshu and Ruyi couldn't help but exclaim. He Weiwei doesn't know calligraphy and painting, but when she sees a handsome guy, she can't help but feel a little pink in her heart.

He Weiwei looked at his painting carefully, but still couldn't understand it, the people around her paid for the painting, Ruyi also bought a pair, Xiaoshu's money was used to buy food, so she didn't buy it when she looked at it, and He Weiwei didn't have any money at all!

It's really damn damn, these days, I'm embarrassed to chase stars if I don't have money! He Weiwei glared angrily at the painting in Ruyi's hand, and shouted in her heart: "People also want to give a piece of love." ”

After selling the painting in his hand, the handsome boy hugged his fists and said loudly: "Cheng, thank you for your love, tomorrow will definitely come as promised, you who haven't bought a painting, come back tomorrow." ”

Some people around the crowd rejoiced, some rejoiced, and some sighed. He Weiwei and the others also turned to leave.

"Girl, please stay. The man's voice suddenly sounded behind him. In a blink of an eye, the handsome boy ran to the three of them: "Please also ask the girl to stay." ”