Twilight shrouds the mountains...... The night pearl of the door armor at the corner of the cave spreads a yellowish light to the ground, and the dim light reflects the white snowflakes slowly fluttering in front of the red palace wall, and the picture is very beautiful

This is the most remote section from the palace to the entrance of the cave, the grass and flowers that fall in the night sky will fall on the witch spirit tree and disappear silently, in the quiet environment, the sound of the two people stepping on the flowers and plants will become clearer and clearer.

The dress asked Yang Zhao to let go of his hand, but Yang Zhao gently brushed away the hair fluttering in front of him, looked at the tidbits fluttering in front of the palace wall behind him, and said softly: "This is really a strange world, I have never seen this kind of scene in the cultivation realm." ”

"Hmph! The dress's face was a little flushed, and he looked at the scenery in front of him and said, "The holy land of our witch spirit clan is like this all year round, and it doesn't have the annoying feeling of this world!"

Yang Zhao thought about the distant holy land that was like spring all year round, and said yearningly: "I really want to go and see it if I have a chance." ”

"You just said that you lied to me, in fact, I already know the identities of those two girls, this is not a deception, so I said that it is nothing, do you know why?"

Yang Zhao shook his head.

Lian Yi looked at the witch spirit tree in front of him, then looked at the star dome in the sky, and said calmly: "Because whether it is in the witch spirit clan or in the star hall, even if my identity is very noble, I still feel very lonely, everyone began to alienate me in the process of growing up, and some people even hate me, I don't like that feeling very much." ”

Yang Zhao knew very well that she was telling the truth, but she didn't understand why she suddenly mentioned this.

"Actually...... If I didn't meet you. I...... I...... I might marry someone else. "On the high platform shrouded in night, the sound of the jumpsuit is very soft, and if you don't listen carefully, it is easy to be drowned out by the sound of the green leaves shaking on the witch spirit tree.

"Huh?" Yang Zhao's voice seemed surprised, he didn't expect it at all, and then quickly turned as light as water.

"Yes? I see. ”

It may be that the emotion in his voice is too obvious, and anyone can hear his loss and sadness, so the second sentence of the jumpsuit sounded immediately, and the speed of speech was a little fast and a little hurried. But the meaning in the voice was certain. There is no wavering.

"But I don't want to marry him, and I'm certainly not going to marry him. ”

The same is an explanation, it is a supplement. It's a proclamation. That...... Could it be a promise?

The high platform in the night fell silent again. After a while, Yang Zhao laughed again.

Lian Yi was a little embarrassed, and asked again after the last question, "What are you smiling at?"

Yang Zhao said: "It's nothing. ”

Soon. Yang Zhao came to his senses, thinking that the other party's situation was also a little strange, or he was thinking too much, he was a little curious, and at the same time a little uneasy and asked, "Is this someone persecuting you?"

Lianyi said softly: "As the holy daughter of the Witch Spirit Clan, it is a matter of course for me to dedicate myself to the clan, but I am very unwilling. ”

Hearing this, Yang Zhao's expression was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that there was such a thing hidden behind the dress, he thought to himself that the Wuling clan had gone through so many tribulations, and now the number of surviving clansmen is very scarce, and reproduction is the top priority, only intermarriage with the same clan is allowed, which is inevitably harsh, but it is indeed a little cruel to girls who yearn for love, so he is also very unwilling.

"But luckily I came to the Black Palace. Lian Yi didn't wait for Yang Zhao to speak, and continued: "Those clansmen know very well that if they go too far, if they really persecute me, there are still black-clothed adults in the black-clothed palace in the outer world, and they will not stand idly by. Therefore, other Taoist systems in the world think that the demon outside the sky is an ambitious overlord and the source of war, only I don't think so, for me, only the existence of the black-clothed adult, this dangerous and chaotic real world is peaceful. ”

Lian Yi looked at Yang Zhao and smiled again and said: "The world of cultivators and the individual themselves can never be separated, only if they are strong can they live a good life, and what we have to do now is to strengthen ourselves and let ourselves survive." ”

Hearing this, Yang Zhao finally understood, through the conversation just now, Lian Yi probably guessed the hesitation and shaking in his state of mind, so at this time, he used the flowers and plants on the palace wall to explain himself a few words

He shook his head and said: "Thank you for your explanation, in fact, I have almost figured it out, if you want to survive, you can't just blindly avoid war, I just don't understand why fate is so wonderful." ”

"When you see a starry sky, you always want to go around and see what the story is, and when you see a mountain, you want to climb up and see what the scenery is on the mountain. ”

Lian Yi pointed to the grassland in the night on the other side of the starry sky, and said: "The demons outside the sky also have their own wisdom roots, and they will also be curious and yearning, and because of their pride, this kind of affection will become more and more intense. ”

Yang Zhao listened to these words, thinking of the state of mind when he heard Yun Piaoyao talk about those who were really strong in the world, and remembered the heroic attitude he had when he looked at the peaks on the other side of the sea of clouds after he successfully comprehended Purple Void that night

"For cultivators, the end of the long path of cultivation in the world is immortality, and they are in awe of immortality but full of desire to approach or even surpass each other, so they can arouse the desires of the world, which is also the origin of the demons outside the sky. ”

While speaking, Yang Zhao followed the hand of the jumpsuit and looked at the demons behind the beasts over there, they looked at the thin void floating on the grassland, and looked at the grass that disappeared when they entered the water, and they remained silent for a long time, all of them did not say a word, and they were unwilling to mention what they thought in their hearts.

They lived and died together on the grassland for many days, and they had a tacit understanding early, and this tacit understanding was accompanied by the gentle touch of the shoulders and shoulders, and the girl's hair occasionally floated over someone's nose and gradually penetrated into every part of the body and even the heart, and the collision of the souls of life and death made it easy for them to perceive the intention of each other's every eye and gesture, and that joyful and quiet love was gradually born.

After a while, the wind gradually stopped.

Yang Zhao stepped back, but the dress took a few steps forward, and then looked back at him, with this movement, the black hair like a waterfall slipped down his shoulders, and the white skirt looked particularly beautiful in front of the palace wall, just like those falling tidbits before.

Yang Zhao looked at her beautiful face, pursed her lips like a red line, and found that her eyes did not drift in the slightest, but were unprecedentedly calm and focused, and couldn't help but get nervous inexplicably.

Lianyi looked at him quietly and said, "Actually, I have been saying in my heart - I like you." ”

Yang Zhao was slightly stunned, and squeezed out a sentence with some difficulty: "Is it?"

The jumper raised his head slightly, and his slightly round little face looked particularly stubborn and proud: "I want you to like me too." ”

Yang Zhao's gaze passed through the girl's shoulder, looked at the grassland in the night, and then found that there was nothing to see, and then he looked at the stone pillars under the high mountain slowly, and found that the stone pillars in the night were like ink, and there was really nothing to look at, so he had to look at her face again, and said seriously: "This is a very fair thing." ”

The dress slowly lowered his head, looked at the tips of his shoes in front of the skirt, and said in a subtle voice: "Then do you like me?"

This time, Yang Zhao really looked at the grassland behind the girl, because the large area of demon beasts was already higher than his parallel line of sight, occupying most of the area in the night, but it also felt normal to him, just look at the scenery.

Life is a lot of crazy questions, and this is probably the most difficult question he has ever encountered in his life, so he needs to think carefully and repeatedly show certain images in his mind to determine the answer to this question.

On the shore of the forest lake with a thin blue waist, I saw the girl who swayed gently in the wind on the branches in the early morning, and the blue on her waist, and then I saw her scattered and indifferent gaze all the way, looked at her beautiful eyebrows, and her cute little round face like a bun, watched her fall from the sky, watched her save herself, and then walked together again, and then said to herself that she was sick, until she entered the grassland and could not return, and jumped forward in the grassland, he carried her on her back and she guided him, and then she said that she liked him.

These images passed quickly in Yang Zhao's mind, on the dark green grassland in front of him, those feelings that he had touched, those things that he had occasionally thought about, appeared again, he couldn't confirm more things, but at least one thing he could completely confirm and actually let a girl say that sentence first, he felt that it was not right to drag the time for even a moment.

He looked at the dress in front of him, looked at her slightly fluttering long eyelashes, and said affirmatively, "I like it." ”

There was silence on the high platform shrouded in night, the body of the jumper was slightly stiff, she did not raise her head to look at him, but walked directly to the witch spirit tree, she looked down and quietly looked at the witch spirit trunk like ink, looked at the floating grass on the trunk, and gradually gave birth to a slightly shy smile on her indifferent face.

It is this shame that makes up for Yang Zhao's shame about the jumpsuit, and it is this shame that makes up for a large part of Yang Zhao's shame about the jumpsuit, when the two look at each other quietly, he often thinks of the life and death of him and the jumpsuit on the grassland, and thinks of the first meeting between himself and her, only to understand that all the original qiē is the source of joy.

But this feeling is really good, even if there is no intimate physical contact, there is no sweet words and vows, so Yang Zhao is very willing to accompany her to look at the qiē in front of him, but he occasionally feels that somewhere in his heart has become a little empty.

But when Yang Zhao was about to speak, she raised her head, looked at the inconspicuous dimple on Yang Zhao's cheeks, blinked her eyelashes slightly, suddenly raised her hand and poked it lightly with her fingertips, and said with a smile: "But it's not enough to just like it." ”

As soon as these words came out, Yang Zhao's mind immediately began to be crazy unconsciously. (To be continued......)