Fellow!Stop!

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Meng Che rolled his eyes, his expression froze, and he suddenly stood up from the mat.

"What is this?" Meng Che approached the low pear wood table a few steps, and picked up the row of special writing brushes and the incantations on the table.Just by looking at it, you can understand everything.

"This……"

"Are you lazy?" Meng Che's eyes showed frost.

"Hey, why is this being lazy? It's called tricks. It saves trouble." Xuan Yi looked very complacent, and even patted Meng Che on the shoulder and leaned into his ear and said frivolously, "Brother Lixue, do you want me?" Teach... ah!"

Before Xuan Yi finished talking, Meng Che moved neatly, raised his hand, and spiritual power flashed in his palm. Xuan Yi copied the mantras for two hours, and then they fell from the top of his head like snowflakes. Down.

"You!" Xuan Yi was instantly irritated, and he stopped talking nonsense and making fun of him.She threw herself on Meng Che, trying to throw him to the ground.I plan to give him a good meal to vent my anger!

unacceptable!unacceptable!Even if it is lazy, I copied it myself!How can you just tear it up, without mercy!

Who would have thought that Meng Che looked like a beautiful woman, dignified and elegant, but her strength could never be described as beautiful or elegant.

He watched Xuan Yi get angry and was prepared for it.Therefore, with Xuan Yi's pounce, he quickly dodged to the side, rolled on the ground a few times in the position of being hugged with Xuan Yi, and subdued him under him in a few moments with the advantage of his strength and posture.

Xuan Yi pulled it hard a few times, but the embrace on his body was like a steel bar, and he couldn't break free.So he blushed, desperately pulled out his arms, and wrestled with Meng Che.

Looking at Meng Che's tall body, slender and lithe, who would have thought that the weight is really heavy.Xuan Yiren was firmly pressed down by Meng Che, and his position was at a disadvantage. In addition, his strength was also inferior to him, so he lay down on the ground after being hit a few times.

The two had just scuffled for a while, both of them had loose hair and disheveled clothes.They hugged each other out of breath, unable to move for a moment.

After a while, Meng Chefang stretched his arms and wanted to get up.A few strands of his hair hang down, gently resting on Xuan Yi's face, causing a slight itchiness, making one unable to help but want to lift those strands of hair, and also want to be grasped and stroked.His cheeks were also tinged with a light pink because of the large movements just now, like a snow lotus just blooming, reserved and noble, but people can't help but want to tease him.

Seeing Meng Che like this, Xuan Yi vented most of his anger for some reason, lying on his back, staring straight at Meng Che with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to have water and light fluctuations, and remained motionless.

Xuan Yi gradually calmed down, and it was a rare reflection in his heart that he was indeed lazy, which was a fact that could not be concealed even by sophistry.

Meng Che and him looked at each other, their eyes intertwined and seemed to be glued together. It took a long time to realize that the situation was a bit impolite. Embarrassment flashed across his cold expression. He got up hastily, and then pulled Xuan Yi up. .Neither of the two spoke, each silently arranging their messy clothes and hair.

Xuan Yi thought to himself: Unlucky!I can only copy it again after he leaves.

Who would have thought that Meng Che would not leave after tidying his clothes.Stretching out his hand and waving his wide sleeves, the door of Jinglang Pavilion that was originally open slammed shut.And he began to meditate cross-legged at another low table next to the door.

Seeing his posture, Xuan Yi was dumbfounded.

"Hey? Brother Lixue, are you going too far? Are you going to lock me up for supervision?"

Meng Che didn't answer his question, he closed his eyes with peace of mind, let out a breath, and sat in a meditation posture as firm as Mount Tai.

"You you you! Brother Meng Che? Brother Lixue? Hey, I'm calling you. You don't really want to look at me like this, do you?"

"Copy it again. Copy it with a pen." Meng Che didn't talk nonsense with him, after saying these few words, his cold, proud and thin lips were pursed in one place, and they were no longer parted.

How Ren Xuanyi was throwing and rolling, all the good words, Meng Che seemed to be in a trance, without moving or making a sound.

In the end, Xuan Yi had no choice but to beg for mercy: "Brother Lixue, do you want to be so serious? After all, we are classmates, and we even gave each other gifts, so we are half acquaintances? How could you treat me like this? You will hurt me like this. Kill me?"

"How?" Hearing the word "hurt him", Meng Che finally opened his mouth.

"Three times of the Purifying Mantra, wouldn't it be suffocating to death after copying it?"

"stuffy?"

"That's right, I'll have to spend a lot of time in this ghostly place alone copying the mantra of purifying the heart three times! Besides, I know I'm wrong. Just make sense, why bother to be so serious!"

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished. If you are lazy and playful, you are not sincere at all. What is it to admit your mistake?"

Hit also hit, grind also grind.Seeing that Xuan Yi couldn't explain clearly with this stone, his temper rose again.So he groaned and leaned to the side of the low table, and compared with him to see who could consume the other more.

Who would have thought that more than half an hour passed, Xuan Yi scratched his ears and cheeks, seeing that it was getting dark, Meng Che still had no intention of moving, this was a great torture for Xuan Yi who was bouncing around like a monkey all day long.

He sat up and wiped his face vigorously, sighing heavily.Ren Ren sat back at the pear-blossom table, and picked up the brush to copy it resentfully.

OK!You are ruthless!I can't beat you!I am convinced!I copy!

Meng Che watched him obediently begin to copy "The Curse of Purifying the Heart", and the expression of gnashing of teeth was still vaguely visible on his face.Shaking his head slightly, he picked up his pen and ink and copied "The Curse of Purifying Heart".

Xuan Yi copied it for a while, then stretched his neck and poked his head over it cunningly, and was surprised that Meng Che also copied it.

Could it be...?Suddenly, as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up.

"You copy yours, I'll copy mine. Don't be lazy." Meng Che's pleasant but still young voice was like a wind chime gently touching glass, ethereal, clear, clean and warm.However, no matter how nice it sounds, it still hits people.

After hearing this sentence, Xuan Yi's body withered away, he nodded his head, lowered his head and continued to copy the mantra obediently.

Time unknowingly flows slowly like a mountain stream, Xuan Yi looked up at the colorful clouds in the sky outside the window gradually fading, and was shocked to realize that he honestly copied another hour.

The distant ancient bell sounded leisurely from the Molan Courtyard, and it turned out that it was Xu time.

Xu Shi was awakened by the sound of the ancient bell, and Xuan Yi suddenly became clear-headed.He looked at Meng Che's side face which was covered with a layer of light orange by the setting sun, like a gentle and beautiful jade, and Xuan Yi's anger completely dissipated.

At this moment, he felt that the rigid, reserved, reticent, and cold Meng Che had a kind of stubborn cuteness.

If you can have a friend who has excellent character and good self-cultivation. Although you insist on your own opinions, you can also endure the dullness and loneliness with you. Then, is such a friend an excellent friend?

If you have such a good friend in your life, will it be a little different?

Thinking of this, an impulse suddenly surged in Xuan Yi's heart.Looking at the person who was seriously copying with his head down, he said sincerely, "Meng Che, Meng Lixue, let's be friends."

The man slowly raised his head, his expression was somewhat unclear in the golden orange light of the setting sun.But Xuan Yi still insisted on looking into his eyes, looking at the pupils that seemed to remain unmoved and unfading even with the changes of time, feeling inexplicably nervous.

After a while, until the dusk fell, when he even thought that the man would not answer, he suddenly felt inexplicably disappointed.

But he heard his clear voice at this moment, and he said, "Yes."

Thus, the last sunset glow and Meng Che's handsome side face reflected in the cold moon and frost, remained in his memory.