It was cold back then

In the early morning, the mountains and forests have not yet awakened, and the thick white mist is constantly lingering, like a fairyland outside the world.

In the morning breeze, a large piece of green bamboo swayed with the wind, like a green barrier.

Suddenly, two shadows flew past in the bamboo forest, one in front and one behind.

The sword energy struck, and the broken leaves fell from the sky. The figure in the front avoided it deftly. The two stepped on the bamboo branches and flew for a while, chasing each other.

In the vast mist, several sheets of white paper suddenly flew out of nowhere, as if someone deliberately threw them into the air.

The white paper has no weight, once it appears, it immediately flutters and falls to the ground. At this moment, a slender arrow shoots out from the forest, cuts through the white mist and goes straight to the white paper. Quickly nailed the piece of paper to the green bamboo.

Immediately afterwards, a girl in a rouge-colored dress descended from the sky, her soft hair fluttered gently, and her eyes were calm. As soon as she appeared, she disturbed the fog in the forest.

Holding the bow in her left hand and the arrow in her right hand, maintaining this posture, she slowly floated down from the center of the bamboo forest, her eyes fixed on the white paper flying in disorder, and then she pulled the bowstring and released the arrows.

Like meteors flying by, the sharp arrows pierced the target with incomparable precision, and nailed to the previous green bamboo one by one without missing a single one.

Just when the last arrow sank into the bamboo trunk, the girl in black who had been watching secretly for a long time suddenly rushed out.

Straight up to the rouge-colored figure in the center, the girl in black drew out her long sword and stabbed at her decisively.

Sensing the movement behind her, the girl immediately dodged to the side without showing the slightest panic. At the same time, she took out an arrow from the quiver on her back and put it on the bowstring.

The tip of the arrow glowed with a cold light, but there was no murderous intent, and it quickly approached.

The black-clothed girl's face was calm, a soft white light condensed from her palm, and she shot towards the arrow tip, and saw that the arrow lost its strength in an instant, and then fell lightly to the ground.

It was expected that she couldn't get close to her body, the girl was not discouraged, she used lightness kung fu to step on the bamboo stem, and flew around the girl in black.

A little rain of arrows came rushing towards his face, although it had no lethality, it inevitably caused people to be a little flustered, he could care about the head but not the tail, he wrestled with those sharp arrows for a long time, secretly thinking about how many arrows the opponent had left. Too much, the black-clothed girl let out a muffled snort, using her internal force to shake off the arrows that were still attacking all over her body, and rushed to the top of the bamboo with her head raised.

However, when the toes jumped up, the light above also dimmed suddenly. Seeing that the rouge-colored figure that was still running with all its strength just now moved away from the top of its head without anyone noticing, the girl in black was a little surprised. Even if you stabilize your figure and want to distance yourself.

But it was already too late. The opponent had expected her to make this move, so he went up early and waited for her to move. He only felt a flash of light and shadow in front of his eyes, and something seemed to be lifted from his face with quick eyes and hands. The cool mist took advantage of the situation Covering her face, she quickly turned over and jumped to the ground, standing still.

On the other side, the girl also stood Shi Shiran, waved the veil in her hand, and said with a smile: "You lose again."

Raising her arms to cover her face, Lan Xin nodded and said, "Young girl is making rapid progress, she is very talented, so she can beat me naturally."

Qi Sang smiled and said: "It's true that you are making rapid progress, but it's false to win you. You always let me go."

Lan Xin said: "When the girl succeeds in her studies in the future, the subordinates can fully compete with the girl."

Qi Sang shook her head: "Forget it then. Learning archery and light kung fu is enough. I can escape and fight back. I also learned medical skills from Gong Ling, so I can deal with injuries by myself. That's pretty good. I'm not greedy anymore."

Lan Xin agreed, looking at her hands: "Girl, the veil..."

Qi Sang sized her up for a while, then said maliciously: "Every time you take off your veil, you don't have time to see, what do you really look like? Show me."

Lan Xin was a little impressive: "It's just an ordinary appearance, you don't have to be curious."

Qi Sang immediately said: "Show me, I won't be curious after seeing it."

Lan Xin hesitated: "Girl, stop joking with me."

"What are you afraid of?" Qi Sang said rationally, "This is not the Seven Stars Pavilion, and Meng Qing is not the owner of the pavilion, so you are no longer a member of the Seven Stars Pavilion. Why are you still hiding it?"

Lan Xin was helpless: "This is not good."

"What's wrong?"

"If it wasn't for the pavilion master's words... Besides, I've already gotten used to it."

"Then I'll find her!"

After saying this, Qisang jumped out of the bamboo forest.

Helpless, Lan Xin had no choice but to continue to catch up with her while covering her face.

From a distance, the figure in red sitting on the edge of the cliff making tea came into view, Qi Sang drove straight into the pavilion, and Lan Xin followed closely behind.

Finding that their expressions were different, and the atmosphere was different from the relaxed atmosphere of the previous few days, Meng Qing looked at the two of them and asked, "What are you doing in a hurry?"

Qi Sang stood aside, raising the veil in her hand: "The Seven Star Pavilion is gone, so there's no need to wear this thing anymore, right?"

Meng Qing understood, looked at Lan Xin and said, "That's right, you really don't need to wear it."

Lan Xin hesitated: "This..."

Qi Sang laughed: "Just let me see."

Facing the gazes of the two, Lan Xin felt a little uncomfortable: "Young lady, why do you have to force others to make things difficult for you?"

Qi Sang was just joking with her, seeing that she really didn't want to, so she accepted it and handed her the veil: "Okay, okay, I won't embarrass you anymore, I'm just kidding with you."

Lan Xin breathed a sigh of relief, immediately took the veil and put it on again, and said respectfully: "Then the subordinate will go down first."

Meng Qing nodded: "Go."

As soon as the person left, she asked again: "How did you practice today?"

Qi Sang sat down beside her, poured two cups of hot tea, and said overjoyedly: "Of course I won, and I have Lan Xin to practice with me every day. It's been half a month, and I'm improving pretty fast. At least it’s not a problem to run away in case of danger.”

Meng Qing glanced at her, did not reply, and took a small teacup from the table.

Seeing her movements, Qisang immediately became alert.

At the next moment, Meng Qing raised his hand and threw the cup out of the pavilion.

Qisang's expression froze, and she immediately took off the longbow she was carrying and shot an arrow at the cup.

In an instant, there was only a crisp cracking sound, the cup was hit straight on, and the arrow pierced through the heart of the cup. on the tree.

The reaction is quick, the movement is neat, and the strength is just right. This arrow is very effective.

Seeing this situation, Meng Qing showed satisfaction, and smiled: "Compared to before, it is indeed a lot of progress."

Qisang herself was a little proud, she looked down at the bow in her hand, then turned her head to look at Meng Qing, suddenly took out the last arrow in the quiver, pointed at Meng Qing and said, "Tell me, with you With your current physical condition, can you bear my arrow?"

Hearing this, those dreamy eyes flickered slightly, and Meng Qing said flatly: "You want to kill me?"

The point of the sword pointed directly at the heart, but when she heard this sentence, she moved a little to the side, and Qi Sang said unintentionally: "It's not that I want to kill you."

"So you want to avenge your hatred?" With a little smile in his eyes, Meng Qing opened his hands, "Then come on."

Qi Sang remained motionless: "Aren't you hiding?"

Meng Qing looked very calm: "If you really want to do it, you won't talk to me too much."

As soon as the words fell, I saw Qi Sang fully draw the bowstring.

"You lied to me and used me before, but after thinking about it, you still don't think you can just let it go."

Meng Qing said without squinting: "Zijinguan and Qixing Pavilion, aren't they enough to reduce your resentment?"

"Of course, these two things don't belong to me in the first place, and if they are gone, it's just your loss. What does it have to do with me?"

"But it was because of you that I let go. What's more, my injury was also done to save you."

"I didn't ask you to save me. These are all of your own will. I never said that I hope you do this."

Seemingly thinking what she said was reasonable, Meng Qing thought for a while and asked, "Then what do you want me to do?"

Qi Sang replied: "Take an arrow from me, and then we will be settled. I can forgive you for what you did in the past, how about it?"

The smile on his face gradually faded, his eyes became deep, and Meng Qing said quietly: "You really mean what you say."

Qi Sang nodded: "It's more real than real gold."

The two looked at each other for a while, and saw Meng Qing standing up and approaching: "Okay."

After she finished speaking, she gently closed her eyes.

The man stood in front of him, defenseless, and the expression on his face revealed great seriousness.

Silently bending the corners of her lips, Qisang looked at her for a long time, then threw the bow and arrow away and sat down: "Forget it, I was joking."

Opening his eyes again, Meng Qing cast his gaze away, speaking in the usual tone: "Have you figured it out? Don't miss this opportunity."

Qi Sang smiled casually: "Then you owe it first, and I will make it up when you recover from your injury."

As if seeing through her heart, Meng Qing chuckled, pulled her into his arms, and said with lowered eyes, "You still don't want to part with it."

Qi Sang gave her a blank look: "Stop putting gold on your face."

Meng Qing remained silent, and lowered her head to seal her lips.

Feeling the softness of the person in her arms, her movements were very shallow, kissing little by little, gradually presumptuous, her body temperature quickly became hotter, her breathing became more rapid, and her lips and teeth were intertwined, full of tenderness and sweetness .

It was a kiss unlike any kiss before.

I can't tell what has changed, and I can't describe any obvious differences, but it just makes people feel different from before.

The cool wind blows, and the dense fog rolls in. The stove in the pavilion is boiling hot tea, and the sound of water is boiling, and the fragrance of tea is wafting.

My heart was itchy, as if there was a trickle flowing through it, being treated so tenderly by her, my whole heart was about to melt.

Unknowingly, her body seemed to react, and she was no longer as passive as before. Qi Sang was dizzy, but her hand was involuntarily raised, and she hugged Meng Qing.

Sensing her flattery for the first time, an unspeakable joy suddenly filled his chest, Meng Qing hugged her back even more tightly, and at the same time pried her lips and teeth open.

After embracing and kissing for a long time, the breath of both of them gradually became heavy.

Her whole body was scorched by a raging fire, the heat was unbearable, and the familiar feeling of suffocation rushed over, and Qi Sang couldn't help sobbing softly.

Hearing her voice, Meng Qing paused.

Couldn't help but quietly opened his eyes to look at her, only to see that her cheeks were flushed, her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and there was an unconcealable bewilderment on her small face as fine as white porcelain.

Her eyes were like water, so deep that she couldn't see to the bottom, Meng Qing couldn't help stroking her neck, with burning warmth in her palm.

She didn't know when the clothes came off, but everything happened very smoothly, until her lips fell on the skin of her chest, Qi Sang suddenly came back to her senses.

She hurriedly opened her eyes, only to realize that the top had fallen from her shoulders, and the position above her chest was exposed to the cool wind blowing in the white mist.

"Wait, wait a minute!"

Meng Qing heard it, but ignored her, and let go of her hands and knocked her down to the ground.

Like dense raindrops, her kisses continued one after another, and every time they touched, it brought a numbness that could not be described in detail.

Fingers caressed the waist, and quickly removed the lower abdomen.

Qi Sang finally couldn't bear it anymore, and panickedly restrained that hand: "No..."

Happiness is intoxicating, and the actions it brings are subconscious. Meng Qing stopped and looked up at her.

Her face was like peaches and plums, her skin was fair and rosy, and her eyes, which were always clear and clean, were now filled with misty mist, like a pool of spring water, damp, with sporadic rays of light.

Forcibly suppressing the urge to continue doing something to her, Meng Qing buried her head in her chest, trying to calm down and said, "Don't be afraid, I know how to measure."

Qi Sang let out a long breath, her heart beating like a drum.

She was unable to speak for a while, Meng Qing kissed her collarbone, and said softly: "Scared?"

Qi Sang shook her head first, then nodded again, and finally said at a loss: "No, no..."

Meng Qing laughed softly and comforted: "It won't be so fast, don't worry."

The chest was still heaving, and the neck was still being touched from time to time, and Qisang was a little absent-minded as her eyes wandered on the scenery outside the pavilion.

After being silent for quite a while, she heard her suddenly say: "Are we... are we in love?"

Hearing her words, Meng Qing thought for a while: "Are you in love?"

Qi Sang put it another way: "That's right, together..."

Meng Qing slowly raised her face and asked, "Do you want to be with me?"

Qisang didn't answer.

Meng Qing continued: "I want to be with you."

Qi Sang looked at her with dazed eyes: "But I've never been with anyone," she finished, and added, "Not even a man or a woman."

Meng Qing laughed again: "Understood." She looked directly at her and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Do you think you are the only one who is emotional for the first time?"

Qi Sang thought about the second half of her sentence, and quickly realized: "Have you...haven't been with anyone else before?"

Meng Qing said: "Of course not." The smile on her lips never faded, "Although no one dares to approach me easily, there are many little girls who like me, but I don't like them all."

She was still shy at first, but Qisang laughed when she heard her say this, and joked: "Since they don't dare to approach you, how do you know they like you?"

Meng Qing said with a smile on her face: "I can see that you like me, and naturally I can also see other people's thoughts. What's so difficult about it?"

Qi Sang curled her lips: "I never said that I like you," and then said not to be outdone, "What's so great, who hasn't been liked before, I was also pursued by others, and there are many more."

Meng Qing pinched her face: "That's not surprising, the owner of Biyun Mountain Villa has a deep affection for you, let alone others?"

Qi Sang choked: "Can you stop bringing this up?"

"What I said is the truth, can't I mention it?"

"Scene!"

"It's you who introduced this topic yourself, don't blame me."

Qi Sang snorted, and then thought of something, with a sly look in her eyes, she teased and said, "All right, you can mention it as you like, I know, you are jealous."

Meng Qing paused, as if hearing some joke: "Me? Jealous?"

Qi Sang said: "You don't admit it?"

Meng Qing said lightly: "There is no need to admit things that are unnecessary."

"What are you pretending to be?" Qi Sang pierced her mercilessly, "If you weren't jealous, why did you mention her so often?"

Meng Qing smiled: "I'm never jealous, you think too much."

Qi Sang said "Oh" and said, "Then you keep saying that you like me and want to be with me, but in the end you don't even eat Yue Chuhan's jealousy, what do you mean you like me? Liar."

Meng Qing looked at her wordlessly for a while, and pulled her ears: "Why do I feel that you are getting sharper and sharper in front of me? You have also become more courageous, so you are not afraid of me anymore, are you?"

Qi Sang frankly said: "You can't beat me now, and you are not the master of the Western Region. Your status and skills are not as good as before. Why should I be afraid of you?"

Meng Qing snorted and said, "You are confident."

Qi Sang raised her chin: "So what?"

Sighing softly, Meng Qing pretended to be helpless and said, "It's not that good, there's nothing I can do about you."

Hearing this, Qi Sang laughed triumphantly.

But suddenly, she didn't know what to think of, and the smile on her face quickly faded.

The author has something to say: Let me tell you about the next new article. The previous Xianxia pre-accepted article was republished because it was an old article. I still need to overhaul, so after discussing with the editor, I decided to focus on the new article. I also like the ancient style, and I have always wanted to write a theme of cultivation. I finally thought about it in the past two days.

The pre-acquisition has been opened, and I will post it when I save more manuscripts when this book is finished. I hope Daga will give me a collection, thank you!

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感谢在2020-05-0223:54:22~2020-05-0402:06:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Hanging beam college;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 40 bottles of hanging beam colleges; 2 bottles of giraffe and da da da pp;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!