Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

In the early morning, there is a breeze blowing slowly, and the steep and beautiful Xiaozhufeng is still as calm as it has been for thousands of years. The green bamboo forests all over the mountain are shaking together, and the sound of rustling and bamboo waves is like the sound of nature, which makes people feel peaceful.

A heavy rain last night seemed to have washed everything between the heaven and the earth, the fresh air was blowing past, the distant mountains were covered with black, and the landscape was picturesque.

The stone path was deep and winding, and the morning light came in through the gaps in the dense bamboo forest, and the bamboo shadows swayed slightly, illuminating her slim figure.

There is a simple bamboo house in front of it, which is the place where Master Shuiyue, the first master of Xiaozhufeng, usually sits and practices meditation.

The door was lightly closed, but the window was still half open.

Shuiyue is sitting under the blue lamp, wearing an old-fashioned gown, her long frost-stained white hair hangs down her waist, she has no curly hair, her face is extraordinarily beautiful under the green lamp, her eyes are calm Rushui silently looked at Wan Jianyi who was sleeping in front of the bed and breathing lightly, the sound of breathing was light and weak, but it made her feel very at ease, a peace of mind she had never felt before.

Thinking of last night, Shuiyue couldn't help crying like rain in front of Lu Xueqi when she heard that person's faint heartbeat, and finally, with Lu Xueqi's persuasion, Shuiyue calmed down slowly, but He also no longer cared about his status as the head of the sect, held Wan Jianyi in his arms, carried him back to Xiaozhufeng from the lonely ancestral hall of the ancestor, and left him in the quiet room in the back mountain.

After sitting for several hours, Shuiyue suddenly stood up slowly, walked to the jade plate on the wooden table, twisted a wet towel, walked to the bed, and gently wiped Wan Jianyi's face, Going down slowly, it brushed over his neck, opened the white skirt, and brushed towards his slightly heaving chest.

Then, she put the wet towel behind her, and gently pressed her face against his chest. Listening to the faint heartbeat, tears once again ooze from the corners of her eyes uncontrollably.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe it hasn't been that long, a hand gently lifted up and caressed her snow-white hair, full of pity and tenderness.

"you're awake……"

"Um……"

...Wan Jian woke up, but his body was still weak and powerless. He lay peacefully on the bed, and stretched out his hand to gently hug Shuiyue to his chest.

Shuiyue leaned against him lightly, not daring to move, for fear of pressing on his wound. After all, the bones are broken and can only heal slowly, and his body may take a year or two to fully recover. .

After waking up for a while, Wan Jianyi's lips were pale from the pain due to the severe pain from his body, and cold sweat slowly dripped from his forehead.

Shuiyue sat up straight, took the wet towel, went to the table to wash it, walked back to Wan Jianyi, gently wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked softly: "Is it painful? Have you been sleeping for a while?" As she spoke, she raised her finger and wanted to touch the center of his brow to make him fall asleep.

"It's okay." Wan Jianyi held her finger, brought it to his lips and kissed it.

"You..." A blush appeared on Shuiyue's face.

As soon as Wan Jian looked at her, his eyes were as black as ink, and he murmured: "Shuiyue, did I ever say that I love you?"

He remembered that rainy night, when he lay cold in the rain, and when he finally closed his eyes, he regretted not saying those three words to her.

If God could give him another chance, he would say three words to that girl: I love you.If he had to add a time limit to this love, he hoped it would be... 1 years.

Shuiyue's whole body trembled slightly, tears welled up in her eyes, she endured it for a moment, and finally the tears glistened down her face.

"Don't cry, when you cry, my heart hurts very badly." Wan Jianyi wanted to sit up, but as soon as he got up half of his body, he felt his eyes darken and passed out.

Shuiyue quickly reached out and hugged him.

In the hut, suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Outside the window, a gentle breeze was blowing. In the room, when Wan Jianyi slowly woke up again, he was half lying between Shuiyue's arms, and her hands around his shoulders were still trembling slightly. He passed that hand and clasped his fingers tightly with her.

Shuiyue looked down at him, looked deeply at him, and then hugged him like this until sunset and dusk, late at night and full moon.

Huqishan, the main hall of the ghost king.

Gui Li sat in the room in a daze.

The monkey Xiao Hui ran over from the side, still seemed depressed, climbed onto Gui Li's shoulder without saying a word, sat down, and then was also in a daze.

The strange beast Taotie, who used to follow the beast god, was lying in this room a few days ago, but later, the ghost king took him away.

However, at that time, Xiao Hui refused to let the ghost king take Taotie away, and the ghost king actually attacked a monkey, showing no mercy at all, and suddenly there was another low whistling in the black air, wind and clouds gathered together, and condensed out of thin air He stretched out a blood-red palm and hit him on the head, and then Gui Li also struck.

Seeing a big battle that was about to break out, it was stopped by You Ji who appeared.

"You... what are you two doing, are you all crazy?"

In the stone room, there was silence, the two men were facing each other, also silent, did not speak, the murderous aura in the air was still lingering.

"Okay, okay, okay!" You Ji bit her lips and spoke angrily from between her teeth. She raised her hand and pointed in a certain direction: "You guys kill, kill, forget it if you die, and you will be clean after death." .Do you still remember, there, there..."

Her voice was a little choked up, "Is there someone still lying on the stone platform in that ice stone room? Have you all forgotten?"

"Who of you still remember the word 'Baguio'!"

A thick stone wall lay in front of him, but Gui Li was suddenly a little scared,

Sometimes, he really forgot those two words, and he hoped that these two words had never appeared in his life. He was never afraid when the Dragon Cauldron demon practiced, but now he couldn't help being afraid.

One person and one monkey just sat there for a long time without making a sound, the whole stone room seemed extremely dull, at the end, Gui Li suddenly moved his body, then stretched out his hand, pulled Xiao Hui from his shoulders, and lifted it in front of him.

Xiao Hui's three eyes blinked at the same time, looking at Gui Li.

Gui Li whispered: "Xiao Hui, what do you think I should do?"

Monkey Xiaohui didn't say a word, just looked at him.

Ghost Li didn't seem to care about its answer, but murmured to himself: "This road, how should I go..."

The years are unknown in the mountains, and the time fades away like water.