The demon witch is her white moonlight

Every time Le Xiaoyi took a step closer, He Yunlu's heart trembled. At the same time, she also realized more and more clearly that there was an insurmountable gap between them, which would not shorten as time went by, but would gradually move forward. drifting away.

Perhaps, she will never be able to reach this person in her life.

Until Le Xiaoyi stood in front of her, showing a nice smiling face.

Standing so close to her, but unable to take that step, it turned out to be such a lonely and helpless mood.

"He Yunlu?" Le Xiaoyi called her in a low voice.

A smile appeared naturally on He Yunlu's stiff cheeks, as if she had rehearsed many times in advance, and she naturally followed Le Xiaoyi into a smile: "Congratulations." The words were clearly spoken from her mouth, with a familiar voice and a familiar tone, Suddenly it became strange, even she almost didn't know herself.

Le Xiaoyi didn't notice anything unusual, and grinned to reveal two rows of big white teeth: "Lucky."

Lucky to meet Ji Yuxuan again, lucky to be accepted as a disciple by Liu Qingfeng, lucky to be favored by a spirit bird, and to tame a glazed bird.

Everything she got was a fluke.

But her humble words fell into the ears of others with a different taste. The smile on He Yunlu's face deepened, but the silence in her eyes became even quieter.

Le Xiaoyi chatted with her casually, and He Yunlu walked away on the grounds that the senior sisters in the same academy had something to ask. Le Xiaoyi's attention fell into the competition in the arena, and he watched the senior brothers and sisters fight with relish, not feeling bored.

"Junior Sister He." Zheng Ruoyi waved her hand in front of He Yunlu.

He Yunlu suddenly came back to her senses, lowered her head and apologized for being rude.

Zheng Ruoyi worried: "Are you really okay? I've been distracted for a while, what are you looking at? Is it Junior Sister Yue?"

As far as He Yunlu could see, there was only Le Xiaoyi sitting on the open ground watching the battle.

"It's really fine." He Yunlu tried to explain, "I may be a little tired from practicing too much recently, just go back and sleep for a while."

She had already said so, and Zheng Ruoyi couldn't really do anything to her, so she said helplessly, "In that case, you should go back to sleep early today."

Naturally, He Yunlu followed suit and forcibly tore his eyes away from Le Xiaoyi, forcing himself to focus on the competition in the arena as much as possible.

After a while, Zheng Ruoyi took the initiative to talk to her again: "Junior Sister He, do you know Junior Sister Yue?"

He Yunlu pursed her lips and nodded, "Well, we had some friendship when we were in the outer courtyard."

"Do you also have friendship with Senior Sister Zuo Shixuan from the South Campus?" Zheng Ruoyi's eyes flickered, wondering what she was thinking, "If you have time, ask Senior Sister Zuo and Junior Sister Yue to do a contribution task together?"

He Yunlu frowned, and pondered, "I wonder if they have time..." She lowered her eyes, but she really wanted to refuse directly, but when she thought of being able to do the task with Le Xiaoyi...

She sneered secretly in her heart, He Yunlu, you still don't give up.

"No matter how busy you are, you have to do the contribution task." Zheng Ruoyi smiled, "I'll leave it to Junior Sister He!"

He Yunlu said "Well", but did not say anything to refuse.

The competition lasted from morning to evening at sunset. There were a total of 46 reference disciples from the Fourth Academy. There were 23 competitions in the first round. Only [-] competitions were completed on the first day, and the rest were scheduled for the next day. The first round of competitions was completely complete. After the end, the second round will start, so there is no match for Le Xiaoyi on the second day.

So this day, Le Xiaoyi had a leisurely time, and didn't go to the arena to watch the competition. He spent the whole day practicing, and felt that his cultivation had become more stable.

On the third day of the martial arts competition of the Fourth Academy, Le Xiaoyi came to the arena early, and when she saw anyone older than her, she called them senior brothers and sisters, regardless of their cultivation level.

She already had an obedient appearance, which was quite pitiful. People who were sour grapes yesterday put on kind smiles in front of her today. Le Xiaoyi didn't care about them. Le's attitude makes some people who are not as good as her and have scolded her feel ashamed, and they just want to stay away from her.

Before the opening, the deacon of the competition recited the list of disciples who won the first round of martial arts competition and entered the second round of martial arts competition. Le Xiaoyi was impressively ranked first.

There are 23 contestants in the second round, and the order of entry is decided by lottery. There must be one bye, Le Xiaoyi was thinking about it, and the deacon of the competition announced loudly: "The second round of competition is bye disciple..."

His voice paused at a crucial point, Le Xiaoyi looked up and saw that he was holding a bamboo stick, the smile on his face was slightly stiff and helpless, he cleared his throat, and then read the following content: "The disciple of the second round of martial arts bye is Le Xiaoyi from the South Campus."

Le Xiaoyi: "..."

She once again became the focus of attention of the disciples of the Third Academy.

Most of the eyes looking at her from all directions are kind, but there are also those with malicious intentions waiting to see her jokes tomorrow.If she escaped today's competition by chance, she will inevitably face a tough battle tomorrow, and the opponent she will face will no longer be someone like Chen Duo.

If another person was here, and he was under the gaze of all kinds from all directions, he might not be able to stay any longer, either he would be in a state of panic all day long, or he would be complacent and forget his true heart.

However, Le Xiaoyi acted as if no one else was around, and remained calm.

She was just in the spotlight yesterday, and today she has attracted so much attention. However, she knew in her heart that she was more than a star and a half behind the real girl of heaven.

If it wasn't for Ji Yuxuan, she would also be one of the many frogs in the well.

The deacon of the competition announced that Le Xiaoyi had a bye, which meant that there would be nothing for Le Xiaoyi all day today.

She remembered a very important matter, so she didn't stay to watch the battle. When she left, there was another discussion, but these voices were all left behind by her and ignored.

Le Xiaoyi returned to his residence, found the package that he always carried with him no matter where he went, and took out a small cloth bag from it.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, she spread out the small cloth bag, revealing several small objects, and counted them carefully, one was quite a few.

Le Xiaoyi rubbed his nose, put the cloth bag back into place, then searched through boxes and chests to find a wooden box that was about the same size, put the cloth bag in it, and then went around to the desk to spread out a piece of letter paper.

After deleting, deleting, and modifying dozens of times, I finally put pen to paper, folded the letter, and put it together in a wooden box.

After thinking about it, it wasn't right, so I added another small lock.

After finishing all this, Le Xiaoyi went out happily.

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The snow in Xuantian Palace is very cold, this year is even better than before.

Ji Yuxuan leaned on the side of the pavilion to enjoy the snow, her heart was empty and lonely, and the newspaper was at hand, and she hadn't turned a page for a long time.

But her hands were not idle, she held the brocade ropes at both ends of the embroidery pouch on the left and right, pulled and let go, and played with it fondly.

I don't know when the letter sent a few days ago will be delivered to my sweetheart.

A gust of wind blew in, and a cloud of cold snow swept in. Ji Yuxuan suddenly woke up, sighed, and continued to read the newspaper with lowered eyes.

"Young Palace Master, Dayu sent something. The code word is correct. I need to ask the Young Palace Master to look at it by name." A black-clothed attendant came up with a wooden box and stood respectfully beside Ji Yuxuan, waiting for Ji Yuxuan to speak.

Ji Yuxuan glanced at the wooden box that looked too old and locked, and frowned: "Where did you send it?"

"Sword God Sect." The attendant answered truthfully.

Sword God Sect?

Ji Yuxuan's eyes lit up.

Soon it was silent again.

Her letter should have not arrived yet. If I remember correctly, it seems to be the day when Xuan He routinely submitted the report.

"Let it go." Ji Yuxuan lowered her head again.

The attendant carefully placed the wooden box on the table, bowed and retreated.

Ji Yuxuan reviewed the report for a while, and when she looked up, she saw the tattered wooden box, and her brows frowned again.

Is Sword God Sect already this poor?

Ji Yuxuan put down the report, got up and walked to the table, her index finger paused on the small brass lock, and a faint light suddenly flashed across her eyes.

A conjecture that had just been suppressed came to mind again.

With a little fingertip, the brass lock snapped open, and a corner of the letter slipped out of the box.

Unstoppable joy leaped to her eyebrows.

Has the elm lump opened up?

Ji Yuxuan raised her hand and screened back to the left and right, opened the lid of the box with a smile, and found a cloth bag hidden under the envelope.

Heart beat suddenly out of rhythm.

Ji Yuxuan took out the unsigned letter and put it next to the wooden box without opening it yet, then took out the cloth bag and untied the knot on it.

The cloth bag was scattered, and a few scattered small objects came into her field of vision. Ji Yuxuan's beautiful eyes widened slightly, revealing a brilliant light.

She picked up a brand new brocade handkerchief from the cloth bag, inside the handkerchief was wrapped a uniquely shaped red jade sparrow hairpin. Although this item is not expensive, it can be seen that it took a lot of time to choose. Thinking, maybe this small hairpin is enough to wipe out a little fool's savings for a whole year.

Ji Yuxuan played with the pearl hairpin with the brocade handkerchief, looked at it, and suddenly burst out laughing.

A crooked "righteousness" character was embroidered on the corner of the brocade handkerchief. The embroidery skills were terrible, and there were some patterns like flower clusters dotted around it.

But with a smile, the smile on Ji Yuxuan's lips gradually disappeared, and she suddenly turned the brocade handkerchief over, only to find that there were two other characters embroidered on the back of the word "Yi".

Si Xuan.

Neat and handsome, I don't know how many times I have practiced secretly in private.

The throbbing joy didn't have time to bring more sweetness, but it was caught off guard and filled with longing, turning into another kind of sour sadness.

"Xiaoyi..." Ji Yuxuan murmured, stroking the ugly and uniquely embroidered name on the brocade handkerchief with her fingertips, as if carefully tracing the eyebrows and eyes of her sweetheart, she pursed her lips astringently.

It's a pity that Le Xiaoyi is not by her side today.

Then, she turned her gaze to several other items in the cloth bag.

A small bamboo flute with rough workmanship, a safety buckle that can be seen to be a little old, and some jewelry similar to that pearl hairpin, all together, no more, no less, exactly ten pieces.

Finally, Ji Yuxuan unfolded the one-page letter.

The handwriting is as clear and meaningful as ever, and the content is as short as ever.

——Birthday every year, Sui Sui and Jun Si.