Heavenly Palace, Qionghua Peak.

Unwarranted thoughts surged up in his mind, and Luo Qingyi lay on the bed, unable to sleep. She rolled up, sat down by the window, lit the oil lamp on the table, and looked out the window. The night is deep, a few insects chirping, three or two tree shadows, is all this night.

A strong wind blew from outside, ruffling her long hair and her shadow. She reached out and gently shielded the flickering lights.

Was the scene just now a dream?

Luo Qingyi's willow eyebrows bent slightly, and a strange thought crept into his heart. In her dream not long ago, countless inexplicable scenes surged into her mind like a wave, and those vivid images were something she had never seen before, but she felt very familiar.

That's right. That person, where do you seem to have seen it?

Luo Qingyi rubbed his eyebrows and thought carefully. She forced her head to swell and pain, trying to stir up memories of her past. Soon, she found the answer.

It's him. It's the boy I saw in my dream a year and a half ago.

When she wanted to know more, she found that her head felt like she had been pricked with a needle, and she couldn't proceed anyway. She hated it. So she stood up, picked up the slender turquoise sword that hung on the wall, and walked out.

The wind blew harder, the insects no longer screamed, only the shadows of the trees, which were more raging and rampant. After a while, snow began to fall in the sky. Luo Qingyi was stunned, and couldn't help but stretch out his right hand and catch a few pieces of crystal ice crystals. The ice mirror was a beautiful hexagonal shape that fell into her hands, but it did not melt.

This is the first snow on Qionghua Peak in decades.

She walked through the verandah, walked through the courtyard, walked out of the side gate of Qionghua Palace, and walked towards one of the many Qionghua sub-peaks. The snow became heavier and heavier, and soon piled up, and the originally verdant peaks were covered with a layer of silvery.

On the rugged mountain road, many villain-shaped mountain spirits came out of the branches and trunks, sat on the branches, and quietly watched this Tsing Yi man who often went up the mountain in the middle of the night. Even in the eyes of the mountain spirit, she is a very beautiful person.

The vertical hair is draped over the shoulders, the eyes are clear and clear, as bright as the stars, the nose is quite beautiful, the skin that can be broken by blowing is like frost and snow, and the body is delicate, just like Luo Shen out of the water. The accidental smile made her noble look naturally revealed, and she was always dressed in green clothes, like a fairy in the sky.

There really are such people in human beings.

First one of the mountain spirits laughed silently with his mouth open, and then the rest of them laughed. They rose from the branches and leaped silently onto another tree with the help of their rattans, and followed her towards the peak.

The wind and snow on the top of the mountain whined, but only slightly blew her green clothes and black hair. She walked to the middle of the circular mountaintop, looked up, and looked up at the sky. It's not as usual, today there are only white snowflakes, and you can't see the night sky full of stars.

When did it start like this, Luo Qingyi himself couldn't remember it clearly. She could clearly feel that her memories were constantly draining, small but very real. It's a miracle that I can recall something I didn't know at all, like today.

So, who is he, and why is there such a haunting feeling?

The hand holding the Blue Emperor's sword couldn't help but clench.

Wind and snow, more urgent.

On this mountain peak where the wind and snow were howling, the Blue Emperor Sword suddenly unsheathed itself, and the tip of the sword drew a sharp arc in the air, leaving a series of turquoise trails. In the shadow of the Qingguang Sword, Luo Qingyi's body moved. Sometimes she moves slowly like a cloud, sometimes she spins like a whirlwind.

In this wind and snow, Luo Qingyi danced and turned into the joys and sorrows of the poems.

The Qingdi Sword seemed to be also infatuated with the dancing people, accompanying her figure tactfully moving, flowing happily, drawing a leisurely green light, closely following. The mountain spirits sat on the surrounding raised rocks, their eyes wide open in fascination. Some mountain spirits followed her figure and danced in the snowstorm.

Luo Qingyi wanted to use this dance to get rid of all the troubles suppressed in his heart, and used all the strength of his body. The mountain spirits looked at the dancer, and slowly became intoxicated, so that they did not notice a woman with long aqua blue hair sitting on the rocks like them, looking at the forgetful dancer in front of them.

"Wow"

As the Qingdi Sword fell from the sky, the sharp tip of the sword plunged into the rock, and Luo Qingyi, who had exhausted all his strength, sat softly on his side in the snow.

The wind and snow gradually stopped. A slight wheezing sound, slightly undulating.

Dingjie Liuli shook the snow on his body, looked at the figure, and chuckled: "Isn't this better?"

Luo Qingyi took a deep breath, got up from the ground, withdrew the Qingdi Sword into its scabbard, turned to look at the woman with long aqua blue hair sitting on the rock, frowned, and said, "Is there something wrong?"

Dingjie Liuli shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Fairy Luo, don't be so ruthless." I didn't even go to accompany my family's prayers, but I came to find you. ”

Luo Qingyi patted the snow on his body, ignored him anymore, and took steps towards the bottom of the mountain. Dingjie Liuli shook his head helplessly, and said, "I heard that you are going to retreat for two years recently?"

Luo Qingyi stopped and nodded.

Dingjie Liuli Dao smiled and waved his hand, and said: "Xiao Qi asked me to tell you that in May of the next year, a strange treasure was born in the sea, and Qingxuan Zhenren asked you to go with Xiao Qi." So, don't go too far in retreat. ”

Luo Qingyi glanced at her, ignored it, and went straight down the mountain. Seeing her leave without saying hello, Dingjie Liuli couldn't help but say to herself: "This person's beauty is nothing to say, but this temper is too cold." She turned her head to look at the open space where Luo Qingyi had danced, and fell into deep thought slightly.

Luo Qingyi's identity, she is most concerned about. However, every time he asked the head of the Heavenly Palace, Qing Xuan Zhenren, he played a set of Tai Chi, which was easily avoided, which made her more curious. She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, thinking about the frequent chanting of the heavenly sacrifice, she snorted a little unconvinced, and stepped into the void on her tiptoes.

Penglai, forget the lake.

Yu Shixin stepped on a white raft made of wood spirits and floated on the surface of the lake. She tilted her head slightly with her eyes closed, and held her hands up. Nine layers of golden light gradually emerged around the body. The aperture was three feet away from her, and in the gap between the nine layers of aperture, there were books with scar-brown covers.

Suddenly, one of them shone all over, flew out of the crack, and hung in front of Yu Shixin's body. Yu Shixin opened his eyes, slowly exhaled as if he had solved a big problem, and held the book in his hand. The golden circle of light that surrounded her lost its magical attachment, and its color became darker and darker, and finally disappeared along with the books in the gaps.

Yu Shixin looked at the book in his hand, and the four quaint words of "Melting Blood Engraving" came into view. She savored the charm of these four words, and suddenly burst out with emotion: "This pirated version is well done." ”

She shook her head, then turned page by page, oblivious to everything around her.

The realm spirit sat on the edge of Yin Fan's bed, his eyes were taken back from Yu Shixin, who was reading books in the lake, and looked at Yin Fan who was lying quietly on the bed. She groaned slightly, got up from the bed and walked out, gently closed the door, and went back to her room.

Early in the morning of the second day.

"What's going on?"

Accompanied by Yin Fan's startled roar, even Yu Shixin, who was sitting in the courtyard for a short rest, was awakened, and she looked at the room where Yin Fan was while showing a questioning look. But after that, there was no more sound.

Yu Shixin shook his head helplessly, continued to close his eyes slightly, and rested. Instead, the realm spirit hurried to his room, pushed open the door and asked, "Brother Fan, what's wrong?"

Yin Fan sat on the bed with an embarrassed face, scratched his head with his hand, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, it's nothing, it's just that I feel how to wake up from sleep, everyone is here......" He looked stunned and whispered: "Could it be that the master appeared yesterday?"

The realm spirit covered its mouth and smiled, and nodded.

Yin Fan patted his forehead, with a look of "I'm finished", and said, "The master doesn't allow me to use the True Yuan, Blood Talisman, and Xuantian Sword Shadow anywhere, I used it for more than half of last night! ”

The realm spirit walked in and sat on the edge of the bed, comforting him, "Don't worry, the master didn't say anything about punishing you yesterday?"

Yin Fan's face was overjoyed, and he said, "It's really ......."

Before he finished his words, a voice came slowly: "Obediently go to the Illusory Moon Peak and catch a hundred three-color flying fish for me and come back." ”

The corners of Yin Fan's eyes twitched, and the sadness and joy switched too quickly, making his face a little menstrual. But the realm spirit couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh. Yin Fan smiled bitterly, and suddenly a more important question came to his mind, and he hurriedly asked, "How was Yunli yesterday?"

The Realm Spirit's heart moved, and said, "I don't know what will happen if I am brought back to the Spirit Law Hall by Sister Zhenjing." ”

Yin Fan groaned slightly, turned over and got out of bed, washed his face, pulled the realm spirit and rushed to the courtyard, and ran to Yu Shixin. Pretending to cough, he tentatively called to Yu Shixin, who had his eyes slightly closed, "Master?"

Yu Shixin opened his eyes slightly, looked at him, and said, "What's wrong?"

Yin Fan coughed dryly and said, "How is Yun Li's nephew now?"

Yu Shi glanced at him with a smile and said, "You want to ask how Yunli will be disposed of, right?"

Yin Fan smiled and didn't reply.

Yu Shi sighed slightly, and said: "Yunli's exercise is a rather ancient practice collected by Penglai, called "The Double Evil Sutra of the Hidden Sun", although it looks full of evil energy, but in fact, it is to call its own true yuan to create a kind of artificial evil qi, and there is no substance. The Sun Lock he used yesterday was just an attempt to deliver a spell to you that would intensify the feeling of pain, and it didn't do much harm. It's ...... you."

Yin Fan listened to the previous words and was thinking carefully, and suddenly listened to the words of the speech, and couldn't help but say, "What?"

Yu Shixin looked at him and said, "How much do you remember yesterday's events?"

Yin Fan thought about it for a moment and said, "It seems that only Yunli used the chain formed by that gas to entangle me and the realm spirit. He was stunned and said, "Hey, master, did anything happen after that?"

Yu Shixin looked at him, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing, you can go to the Sanbi stall to catch those hundred three-color flying fish." ”

Yin Fan instinctively felt that Yu Shixin was hiding something, but it was not easy to ask, so he saluted Yu Shixin, rolled his eyes, grabbed the realm spirit and ran towards the spring of Yujing Peak.

Yu Shixin watched the two leave, but didn't say much. She opened the palm of her left hand, and in the palm of her hand were three small willow leaf-shaped pieces of blood red jade. She looked at the three jade pieces, looked quite tired, and said alone: "It's just a hundred of your three-color flying fish." ”