Fengyunzhi becomes Qin Shuang

The Tianshan Mountains can be called snow mountains. Some places are covered with snow in winter and summer. The peaks reach the highest places, and the snow does not melt all year round.

It is early spring now, the grass grows and warblers fly, and Ni Qingfeng is at the beginning of the snow mountain, and the scenery is beautiful.

A group of people descended from Tianshan Mountain, all of them walked slowly and followed the people in front of them. They were the "deadly prisoners and slaves". They felt that the steps of the young master in front were too leisurely, and they were a little uncomfortable. How can you be so leisurely when you are vigorous and resolute?The young man in red at the back couldn't help squinting his eyes, his steps were light and light, and he laughed and teased the solemn and cold man next to him from time to time. Every time he made a fuss, the man gave way lightly, and went back and forth several times. With a quiet sweep, the man in the bonus clothes pouted, and became much quieter in an instant.

From behind, Ah Li squinted at the two of them, laughed out loud, and muttered, "Bitch!" The man in the floral dress had sharp ears, and when he heard that, he chuckled, "You're still so cheap!" Seeing Qin Shuang right in front of him, he didn't dare to say more, so he folded his arms around his chest and looked up at the sky, very disdainful.

They were talking softly, and Qin Shuang walked all the way with his head bowed, but said nothing.

Xue Antian frowned, seeing him for a few days, the young master was in a much worse mood.In this mountain forest, the sharpened face looks especially thin.

Now that he was assigned by the gang leader to Bu Jingyun as his deputy, he was no longer under Qin Shuang's sect, and the chances of seeing him were very few, and he didn't know many things.Then go to the side to ask Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen is also easy to use, with a gentle temper and a good servant who can serve others, so he smiled and said vaguely: "Probably because of Bu Jingyun! I also I'm not sure, Big Brother Xue will ask Master Shuang to find out."

Xue Antian heard him call "Bu Jingyun", subconsciously frowned, "Oh" didn't say anything, and walked away awkwardly, thinking that I naturally wouldn't ask, Qin Shuang's love for Bu Jingyun His attitude is beyond his control.

I don't know if I made a mistake in my thinking, after Bu Jingyun returned to "Feiyun Hall" last night, he ate, slept and practiced sword, as usual, nothing unusual.Or, that person hid it too well, he really didn't understand Bu Jingyun.

The way down the mountain is a shortcut, a long path, this path is quiet, and few people walk around.

Only the young master likes to go here, it's not close, and it's not easy to go.

The grass grows deep on the side of the road, the Tasong towers into the clouds, and the narrow path paved with gravel is also hidden in the bushes. That is to say, when it reaches the cliff, it is a stepped road made of large stone slabs.

Halfway here, the slender figure in front stopped walking and stopped.

Stopping in the middle of the mountains and rivers, standing on the rock wall, the white clothes are flying, and the sleeves are absolutely gone.In the early morning, in the thin air, the mountain stream was chilly, making the figure look bleak and slender. The curve outlined was like a branch on the ginseng tree behind him, and it shattered with just a little force.

From then on, it is no longer aloof, but can be held tightly in the palm of the hand and touched at will.

When Bu Jingyun pinched his waist last night, such thoughts were fleeting.

His body is small in cartilage, and the sound of scattered bones is pleasant and clear. Accompanied by that pale and forbearing complexion, the submissive and gentle posture that you ask for, can't bear to see the ultimate beauty, which makes his subordinates unconsciously exert force and force again.

He is not so obedient and obedient to everyone, this kind of awareness makes him slightly excited, but it is not only to himself.So, after the heart floated up, it darkened and fell down again.

He likes to wear white clothes, clean and pure white, just like his face, just like how he feels.But Bu Jingyun was very happy to sniff the bloody smell from the fragrance. He could see the bloodstains hidden under the white clothes. The blood was red and dark purple, and the veins were clear.He once hated that man for pretending so well, making himself so beautiful that people are intoxicated. When he obviously killed people, his cold expression was like an iceberg, and his shots were ruthless, but when he looked again, that man could be like water Gentle, slightly smiling, like spring breeze.

It really looks like a snow lotus flower out of water, which makes people unable to bear to defile it, but wants to destroy it like a demon.

When is that cruel, temperatureless smile going to last?

In the end, he was determined to crush that hypocritical and ruthless tenderness with his own hands.

He sneered strangely: "Then what about you? Wherever you go, you always take that pile of dead skin that makes me sick."

Qin Shuang drank tea with a smile, but kept silent.

"I'm not a dead person, and you'd better not always treat me as a dead person."

"I do not have."

He shook his head innocently.

On the cliff, green tree umbrellas cover the pure white color.

Qin Shuang looked down from the side, a trace of worry flashed across her delicate face, and her thin eyebrows were slightly raised.

Under the cliff, as far as the eye can see, there is a stream on the mountainside, the gravel is half exposed and half hidden, reflecting the morning sun, shining brightly and extremely dazzling.The long waterfall flew down, and the cool water droplets spilled out halfway, soaking his clothes, and the water droplets fell on his bare neck, giving him a hint of coolness.The lower floor of the Tianchi Lake is surrounded by fences, and under the waterfall is a torrent, crystal clear sand and stones, waves swaying wantonly, white flowers everywhere are full of such rapid water waves, and the sound of beating echoes in this mountain stream. middle.

At this moment, the black-clothed boy was standing in the middle of the waterfall like a wood carving or a stone carving, as if nailed there, motionless, not even blinking.The water flowed down heavily on the boy's not-so-strong young body.The melted snow water splashed down from the high cliffs of the mountain stream, piercing through his body like thousands of shining and cold silver chains.

The water jets merged into streams, and the waves flowed upwards. Thousands of blooming white lotuses lingered around the black color, and the bone-chilling cold made everyone who watched it chill.

Qin Shuang couldn't feel such a huge impact, because he didn't make himself so drenched and embarrassed, he would make himself clean and refreshed every day, just like every time he went to the back mountain After practicing, he would immediately go back to take a shower and change into fresh and clean clothes, just like he would water the pot of daffodils with the shower over and over again until there was no trace of dust on the flower buds.

It is such an awkward little vice, but it is also extraordinarily beautiful in the eyes of other people in the meeting.Those trivial things he did were inexplicably elegant.

Every time Qin Shuang heard people say that, she thought it was funny, and then she did.

The waterfall is more than tens of feet long. Although there are boulders to block the impact, according to Qin Jian, if you stand there, if someone covers your head with a stick, the cold water soaks into your skin and hurts like a needle prick. , the severe pain that the bones of the whole body will crack.

But speaking of this, the black-clothed boy was there, standing there, going back and forth for several years, winter, summer, spring and autumn, without interruption.He has never yelled that it hurts, he seems to be unconscious, and he doesn't know what physical pain is!And from those drooping eyes, you can't see any emotion either.

Everyone in the congregation knew that he was practicing, but as for what he meant, no one knew, and no one dared to ask.

When the water of Tianchi reaches the pool, the lower layer will be warm, clear and transparent, like a big mirror.The water is as clear as jade, and the juice is clear and crystal clear.The pure white snow peaks and emerald spruce pines are reflected in the lake, reflecting the extreme beauty of the young man's face.

Qin Shuang once sat on the stone steps, swinging his legs back and forth, wet his trousers, and shouted at the back: "Junior Brother Yun."

The man rarely raised his eyes and looked towards him. His fiery red eyes were soaked in the same color as blood, and he kept staring at him, with his lips tightly closed, and did not speak.

At that time, Bu Jingyun had just had the opportunity to be a small vanguard, and he came back from the battlefield covered in wounds. It is said that when he pierced the leader Tianling Gai with his sword in the chaos, his white brain and bright blood were just right. The laser shot into his eyes, he tightly closed his mouth and stopped his breath, so as not to be swallowed by the fishy smell.The small face stubbornly pretended to be strong, and the hand holding the sword hilt tightly might have trembled for a moment. After returning, he closed the door in the room for three days, neither eating nor drinking.

On the fourth day, he ran to ask Qin Shuang for a sachet.Since then, it has been worn on the waist.

It's a lotus pattern he made by himself.

Qin Shuang didn't know what to think of, raised her lips slightly, and smiled casually, "Aren't you cold?" Or are you as cold as that water?He only kept these words in his heart.Bu Jingyun is like the ice and snow on the northern slope of Tianshan Mountain, even if he wants to carve and grind, there is no place to do it. On the contrary, he doesn't understand him more and more, and that person gradually keeps silent for a long time.

Qin Shuang also just felt powerless, he was not good at getting along with people deeply, and he didn't care much about it, and would just sit beside him like this every once in a while, watching quietly, even if he didn't say anything, They were not talkative at all.

The relationship with Bu Jingyun did not become close over time, which was somewhat contrary to his original plan.But when the two of them were alone all the time, they were faintly different.He and Bu Jingyun never felt that they belonged here, they were both people with nowhere to go!

I remember that it was the sunset in the deep winter, the red sun on the top of Tianshan Mountain was slowly sinking to the west, and thousands of rays of light poured into the quiet pool, reflecting the fairy world, like an illusion and a dream, infinitely gentle.

Bu Jingyun didn't answer his question, but with a dry hoarse voice, he said very seriously: "Don't laugh at me like that, it's disgusting." Then he didn't speak for a long time, his face was full of tiredness.

But from Qin Shuang's point of view, he didn't show a trace of disgust, maybe it was just a child's temper, and finally he laughed softly, got up slowly and left.

After he left, Bu Jingyun kept his eyes closed and bowed his head, feeling annoyed. He would rather that person deliberately alienate, dodge, or even loathe him, than show it to thousands of people, without pain or itching. , a faint and soft smile.

In the end, those blood-stained eyes instantly dimmed, turning into ink-stained deep black, and then swallowed by the icy chill, returning to death.

Everyone followed Qin Shuang's line of sight.

The black-clothed boy grew a lot taller again, and the front of his chest was opened wide by the water flow, revealing a young and strong chest, strong and powerful, with a little bit of bright red showing half of it, and the wet clothes highlighted the cold and hard line of the waist, that is A vigorous body, green fruit is not yet ripe, exudes a faint fragrance, seductively glowing, given time, it will definitely be a sexy body that makes people obsessed, and whoever behind it will say "wow" With a sigh, he sighed: "Young Master Yun has such a good figure!"

Qin Shuang gave a "puchi" smile, covered her lips with her hands, and coughed lightly.

"Let's go!"

After straightening his complexion and tidying up his clothes, he walked down the winding stone steps hidden in the bushes step by step, without hurrying or slowing down.

From the north to the south of the Tianshan Mountains, the climate is endless.

Yushan is in the south, first passing through a green grassland, and then the long Gobi desert, where the yellow sand is everywhere, and when a gust of wind passes by, the whole world is covered in that touch of gold.

Reflecting the setting sun, the ground is full of brilliance, and the dust and sand are fascinated by the eyes.

The dying scenery is naturally extremely beautiful.

It's as if the setting sun is close at hand, within reach.

The yellow sand is all over the ground and connected to the sky, and the edge of the sky is very close, if there is life, it will become extremely light.