Chen Qingling's Moon Falls to the Other Side

"Boom", Xingmu made a sound, and the restaurant, which was originally full of people, quieted down instantly. On the high platform, the storyteller opened his folding fan and started to get down to business.

"Today, let's talk about the story of Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling."

"it is good"

The audience burst into cheers.

"By the way, Wei Wuxian was once a handsome and well-known son of a family, but the world is impermanent, and finally he ended up with no bones left." The storyteller sighed, "Today, we will talk about the bloodbath that never sleeps overnight God!"

"What's there to talk about? Everyone knows about this. It's been six years now, and the ancestor Yiling hasn't come back. It seems that he is really dead. Why don't you tell us about the nightless sky?" Almost wiped out Miss Lan San from the Hundred Families of Immortals!"

One person started, and the rest of the people began to agree, the storyteller was helpless, and sighed heavily, "Okay, let's talk about Miss Lan San today!"

The storyteller stroked his beard, "Miss Lan San has an out-of-the-ordinary personality, she is somewhat similar to that Wei Wuxian, so naturally she also has a special liking for that Wei Wuxian. , Miss Lan San became mad with grief and indignation, unexpectedly a huge talisman array controlled all the families of the immortal sect, intending to kill them, her cultivation was so high that it was unimaginable, but at the last moment, she withdrew her hand, no one knew the reason "

"Sir, then Miss Lan San made a fuss and didn't get rid of the family of Xianmen, isn't she afraid of others' revenge?"

"Do you know how much damage Buyetian lost in the battle against the Immortal Family? How could he still have the strength to deal with Miss Lan San, let alone Miss Lan San's own cultivation is unfathomable, don't forget that there is Gusu behind her Lan Shi, although people from the Hundred Families of Xianmen have suffered, they are unable to move her, so they can only smash her teeth and swallow her blood, which is also very aggrieved."

"Then where is Miss Lan San now?"

"The old man doesn't know where she is, but it is said that she disappeared after the Battle of Buyetian, but I heard that she was traveling. People who have seen her said that she was dressed in black, with the red ribbon in her black hair." , the wine is in your hands, and the bamboo flute on your waist is exactly like Chen Qing!"

"Isn't this Wei Wuxian?"

"That's right, she seems to have lived like Wei Wuxian, and she acts like a chivalrous man, helping the weak everywhere, but one thing is very strange, that is, wherever she goes, there will be more or less strange symptoms. "

"What strange disease?"

"A mouth full of white teeth is gone!"

"So weird?"

There was a lot of discussion here, one of them turned his head, his eyes stopped, in front of him, there was a person not far away, wearing a black shirt, leaning sideways on the railing of the window on the second floor, with his back against the pillar, sitting with one leg bent, black hair The red headband in the middle is very eye-catching. In one hand, he holds a jug and drinks heavily from time to time, while in the other hand, a bamboo flute is completely black, with white jade crescents and red tassels fluttering in the wind.

"Black clothes, red headband, bamboo flute", the man's voice trembled slightly, "That's Miss Lan San!"

After an inconceivable shout, the people who had gathered were silent at first, and then suddenly dispersed. In a short while, there were only three people left on the scene.

One is the storyteller tightly covering his mouth, and Lan Xiyue with a confused face, and the last one is the folding fan, and walked to Lan Xiyue's side, "Long time no see!"

Lan Xiyue looked at the gentle-looking man in front of her, turned over and jumped off the railing, walked to the side table and sat down, raised her head and drank the wine in her hand, with a distant and indifferent expression, "Second Young Master Nie is not here Your Qinghe, what are you doing here?"

That's right, the person who came was none other than Nie Huaisang, who is still kind today.

Nie HuaiSang sat down beside her with a light smile, and he didn't get angry because of her indifference, "Now you are really more and more like Brother Wei!"

"Xiaoer, have another pot of wine." Lan Xiyue asked for the wine from Xiaoer, then looked at Nie Huaisang, "Do you know that the people who mentioned Wei Wuxian in front of me are all leaking words now?"

"Er", Nie HuaiSang wisely moved away from Lan Xiyue, then opened the folding fan and whispered, "I'm different from them, Brother Wei and I are good brothers!"

Of course, Lan Xiyue is clear about this, and you will need you to bring Ah Xian back in the future!

"By the way, where have you been for the past six years?"

Looking at Nie Huaisang who was full of doubts, Lan Xiyue took the wine that Xiao Er brought up, and drank it without saying a word.

Yes, six years!

In the past six years, she has traveled all over the long rivers, mountains and rivers, seen the bright moon and stars, drank delicious wine, ate delicious food, everything is good, but there is one person missing, it seems that all of these have lost their taste.

Looking at Lan Xiyue who was in a trance, Nie Huaisang was a little embarrassed, but when he thought she would not answer, he heard her cold voice, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, I'm going to the Yu Clan in Meishan. The former head of the Jiang Clan in Yunmeng, Jiang Fengmian and his wife, unfortunately passed away a few days ago. I'm going to..."

"It turned out to be them." Lan Xiyue interrupted him, slightly relieved. The red line on her arm suddenly decreased by two in the first two days. She still needs to be sure before she can feel at ease.

"Miss Lan San wants to go with me?"

"Okay", after a simple answer, she started drinking again. It's been six years, and it's time to see each other.

"Get away from me"

The voice sounded, and several men went upstairs in a mighty manner, and walked to the storyteller angrily, "You are here to spread the word that Lan Xiyue defeated our aristocratic family in the nightless sky?"

The storyteller was so frightened that he trembled, "Isn't it... isn't it?"

"Of course not, just relying on that Lan Xiyue to defeat our suzerain? It's just wishful thinking, let alone Wei Wuxian, who died without even scum..."

A scream came out, the figure of the man flew out, and the applause sounded quickly. When the man fell to the ground, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his mouth was full of blood, and his teeth were gone.

Originally, Lan Xiyue didn't want to argue with him, but when Wei Wuxian was mentioned, she couldn't help but do it.

"Brother"

Seeing this, the accompanying people immediately rushed towards Lan Xiyue, but they were frightened by Lan Xiyue's eyes. She picked up the jug with one hand, put Chen Qing on her waist with the other, and strode downstairs. Halfway through, he looked back at Nie Huaisang who was stunned behind him, "Still leaving?"

"Let's go, let's go," Nie Huaisang carefully walked around the beaten person, and quickly followed.

Going down the stairs, Lan Xiyue lightly held up the flagon, looking back, there was a figure walking up the stairs, it was a woman.

Wearing a purple gown, elegant and luxurious, embellished with jade hairpins, black hair flying, brows and eyes sharp, and brisk steps, it can be seen that he is a descendant of a high-level and proud family. Behind him is a girl, who should be an attendant.

Passing by, Lan Xiyue walked away with just one glance.

But the woman behind her stopped, and looked back at the cold figure, with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

This woman is obviously young, but there is a coldness in her eyes that sees through the world, so cold that no one seems to be able to get into her eyes.

"Miss, the girl's outfit just now looks familiar."

"I know!"

The woman turned around and went upstairs. It's been six years, it's time to wake up!