Holding the flute in one hand, turning the wrist to pull out a sword flower, and then rotating the flute a few times, flying into the back, and leaving step by step, it is extremely chic. It caused a cheer from the audience, and several female monks from Sword Peak screamed a few times.

As soon as he stepped out of the ring, he saw Cangjie and his party coming over. After some congratulations, everyone wants to watch other matches together, so as to increase some experience against the enemy, after all, it is the second round, and the opponent will be stronger and stronger in the future.

At this moment, the people who had been talking endlessly suddenly fell silent, and the crowd automatically split into a path. I saw a white dress like snow, extremely beautiful appearance, with a long sword behind his back, the scabbard hilt was sky blue, the color was bright, and there was a faint flow of waves, and at a glance it was a treasure of the fairy family. The cold breath on his body made people shudder, and everywhere he passed, everyone took the initiative to retreat.

Bai Xiao looked at it as far as he could see, and his closed eyes seemed to feel a familiar breath, cold, cold heart, cold to the point of grief and helplessness, and there was some feeling in his heart.

He was looking at him in a trance, and the young woman suddenly turned her head as if she felt his gaze, her eyes like electricity, and she stared coldly at Bai Xiao. Bai Xiao's heart was shocked, as if he had been shocked by electricity, and his eyes closed tightly as if they were stung. He was startled, his face was slightly red, but when he saw that the woman's face was expressionless, but there was a faint look of contempt in her eyes, he hurriedly lowered his head. At this embarrassing moment, someone next to him suddenly reached over and grabbed his ear, only to hear Cangjie's very gentle voice say: "Xiao Xiao, am I beautiful?"

Suddenly, Bai Xiao trembled all over, how could the senior sister, who was usually very arrogant, speak so gently. Bai Xiao opened her eyes in surprise and looked at Cangjie with faintly painful eyes, only to see that her face was covered with an indescribable smile, which made people scared when they looked at it.

"Floating...... Beautiful!" Bai Xiao said tremblingly.

"Then why don't you ever look at me like you look at her?" Cangjie said, turning around Bai Xiao's ear.

"Hiss!" Bai Xiao took a painful breath and stumbled and said, "That's ...... Because, because I feel ashamed of myself and don't dare to look at you. "I thought silently in my heart, if I looked at you like this, I would have been slapped on the ground by you.

"Really?" Cangjie spun around again. Bai Xiao couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Senior sister, spare your life, what I said is true." Senior sister is the most beautiful. ”

"Hmph," Cangjie clenched her little fists, gritted her cute tiger teeth, and said in a weird manner: "I hope what you said is true, if I see you looking at her so obsessively again?"

"No, it won't!" Bai Xiao hurriedly waved his hand.

Suddenly, the two of them felt something, looked around, but saw that the people around them were looking at them with a smile on their faces, especially the senior brothers, and a few good female disciples from Jian Peak also covered their mouths and snickered.

Cangjie's face turned red, and when she saw that her hand was still holding Bai Xiao's ear, she hurriedly took a few steps back, let go and shouted loudly: "Look, look, look!"

"Look at some people flirting!" said the fourth senior brother, who did not participate in the competition.

"It's so strong vinegar, I don't know whose vinegar jar was broken. Xu Bing, the old friend of Jiangshan painting, also said.

Although Cangjie usually has no scruples and doesn't care about anything, she also feels embarrassed surrounded by so many people. The playful little feet fell: "Hmph, ignore you." With that, he ran away with a red face.

"Why don't you chase after her?" Xu Bing encouraged.

"Huh?" Bai Xiao looked dazed.

"You elm pimple. "Jiangshan painting also hates iron and does not become a steel road. "Go quickly, it's really stupid, if you were half as smart as me, you would have hugged the beauty a long time ago. ”

"Ahh

Xu Bing took over: "Your senior sister ran away alone, do you need to comfort her, she left alone, what if something happens?"

Bai Xiao shook his head.

"Then let's go!"

Looking at Bai Xiao's distant figure, Jiang Shanhua and Xu Bing both shook their heads and smiled.

..................

Pursuing all the way, stepping on the traces of Cangjie, Bai Xiao looked in the distance, under the huge locust tree, a fiery figure sat there with his head buried, occasionally throwing a few stones, and he didn't know what to curse in his mouth. The locust flowers fall on the scarves, the flowers fly and the flowers are red, the lovely people under the trees, the clear eyes, the eyes are a charming scenery, attracting pairs of colorful butterflies to flutter, and they fly lightly on the petals of the flowers. Sometimes they dance, sometimes they stop. Happy there teasing each other, happy.

Bai Xiao stepped forward slowly, sat quietly beside Cangjie, and let the acacia flowers fall on them. The two men had their own hearts and minds, and they had no words.

Hold a petal of light red, look at the fragrant body and charming bones, hold a plain white, and smell the fragrance. Fortunately, the soul of the world is spring, and the world is blessed with beauty. Sigh that the soul of the eternal flower comes and goes, a few people are stupid, a few people are sorry, and a few people are looking forward to it.

The fresh fragrance of flowers flows on the tip of the nose, and the breeze blows the soft long hair, fluttering in the world of flowers. I haven't sat like this for ten years, I've known each other for ten years, and I've never said anything about my heart. It's just the years with each other that bind the two together. At the age of their prime, they don't understand what love is, they just feel very comfortable together. Maybe the two people themselves don't have love, but in the past ten years, they have only been in contact with each other, and there is more hope for being together.

In the evening of the vertical flute, the voice of the past is remembered, the thoughts are thousands of thoughts, and thousands of knots are written. Mo Shang first met, meditative lingering song Wan affection, deep clouds and water, people all the flowers dance, why bother to ask, how deep is the world?

Bathed in the rain of acacia flowers, they sat until dark, and the two still did not say a word, accompanied by each other without words. Bai Xiao has only been in contact with three women in his life, Bai Li, Mu Ning, and Cangjie. Among them, the love for Bai Li is the deepest, and it is the attachment of the teenager when he is most helpless. The most respectful love for Mu Ning, that is from the mother's care. The love for Cangjie is the truest, the two have no guesses, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are childhood sweethearts. Because the two are almost the same age, they spend the most time with each other.

"Senior sister!"

"Huh?"

"It's getting late, it's time to go back. ”

"O"

As the sun sets, two hazy backs, in the red glow, holding hands with each other, are long printed on the road, slowly disappearing. Only the locust flowers that are still falling are left behind, blowing with the wind and dissipating in the air.