The bright moon hung high, and the cold moonlight filled the world. In the forest with mottled light and shadow, pairs of eyes looked at the cloud scenery in the direction where they were, and the atmosphere was depressing and dull.

After an unknown amount of time, someone broke the silence and asked, "Who is he?"

The tone contained deep bitterness and entanglement, as if it was squeezed out of the throat. Three simple words, the kind of sadness, "three wives without running away" can never be expressed.

The speaker was a knight from Fengdaomen in Xinlin County. He had a slender figure and a resolute face. He held a long sword in his arms. He leaned against a big tree, and the moonlight shone on his face, as if it reflected his heart. It was so cool.

Wow, so cool.

This person was the one who had a big fight with another knight from the Liuye Sword Sect because of Lin Xingyu in Qingxi Stream in the afternoon.

They wanted to show themselves in front of Lin Xingyu, but they didn't know how hard they fought, but the real owner ran away. After finally finding him, they saw their sweetheart talking and laughing with others.

That taste is really bitter...

The person who fought with him from the Liuye Sword Sect shook his head and said in a depressed tone: "I don't know."

"It seems that Miss Lin knows the other party and is very familiar with him. In front of him, even the true face that has never been easily revealed to others is easily revealed. As Miss Lin's senior brother, you have been together for many years and you don't know?" The knight of the Wind Knife Clan.

Asked with a frown.

Putting the long sword on the back of his head, Lin Xingyu's senior brother said angrily: "Although she is my junior sister, we don't get along day and night. Besides, the junior sister has her own life. How can I know who she has made friends with?"

"That's true...but, the most outstanding junior sister of your Willow Leaf Sword Sect, the next head of the Willow Leaf Sword Sect, just throws herself into the arms of others without showing any signs of it?" the knight from the Fengdao Sect said in a complicated tone.

The other party immediately stopped and gritted his teeth and said: "What are you talking about? Which of your eyes saw Junior Sister falling into someone else's arms? Maybe they are just friends. I remember that Junior Sister has a younger brother. It's very possible that that person is Junior Sister's younger brother.

…”

"You don't believe it yourself? It's very uncomfortable to try every means to convince yourself. I understand. After all, if they were just friends, how could they smile so sweetly, how could they subconsciously let their beauty bloom to the fullest? If they were just siblings, that shouldn't be the case.

It’s only enemies who are enemies, right? It’s normal to dislike him in any way. How can you help him personally?” the knight from Feng Dao Sect interrupted.

Well, Lin Xingyu's senior brother drew out his long sword and said coldly: "Shut up, stop talking, you're fucking observant, I'll chop you to death!"

"Oh, don't talk about those useless things, are you willing to do it like this?", the knight from Fengdaomen said unmoved.

Lin Xingyu's senior brother was silent, his heart empty, he put away his long sword and sighed: "So what can we do? In terms of looks, you and I combined are not hostile to each other. In terms of cultivation, the person behind you and me is

The combined sects are not enough for the other party to take care of them with one hand, so what else can you do?"

"It's really shocking, but it's good like this. We won't have to compete with each other anymore. Years of asking for and getting nothing suddenly come to an end. I feel so relieved inexplicably." The knight from the Feng Dao Sect smiled, but his tone

, more bitter than eating Huanglian.

Lin Xingyu's senior brother said: "Speaking of it, what we have done over the years is actually just to impress ourselves and has no meaning."

"Yes, I suddenly want to drink. Let's have a drink together?" the knight from Feng Dao Sect suggested.

Nodding, Senior Brother Lin Xingyu said: "That's exactly what I meant."

At this moment, the two well-known knights in Xinlin County seemed to have grown up and matured all of a sudden.

"Haha, let's go, we won't come back until we get drunk."

"You must have fun..."

Just like this, the two of them suddenly started to put their arms around each other after the big fight before. The look of sympathy for each other made the others sigh.

After they left, someone whispered: "I remember that there are several powerful characters in the Iron Gun Hall who have always liked Miss Lin. The Iron Gun Hall's style has always been domineering, why don't you see them now?"

"You ran away early. When that young master used his superb martial arts to blow up the mountain, he ran away in despair. I wish I could have two more legs," someone said happily.

Someone continued to say: "No, what can you do if you don't run, go up and find trouble and die? Iron Gun Hall and the others are just domineering, but they are not fools. I probably won't dare to appear in front of Miss Lin in the future, otherwise that young man will go

Iron Spear Hall flies around in a circle, tsk tsk, there are no more designated Iron Spear Halls.”

"It makes sense," others agreed.

A group of melon-eating people always feel unhappy. After all, they didn’t see the scene they wanted to see. Lin Xingyu has a good reputation in Xinlin County. There are countless people who like her. Now it’s over tacitly.

Shouldn't there be a vigorous fight to the death, and a lot of people will die? This is nothing now.

Beauty is a disaster, but this is not a disaster.

At this time, a young master in flowing white clothes stood under the moonlight and said with a smile: "I have heard of the young master you are talking about, but I am just not familiar with it. His surname is Yun Mingjing and his courtesy name is Shouxin. He is a ten-year-old boy.

A fourteen-year-old scholar, it is a sure thing that he will be admitted to the imperial examination in the future. Even if he is named on the gold list and becomes a Jinshi on the imperial list, it is a bright future. Moreover, his master's surname is Li Mingqiu, and the leader of the world-famous Dali Leihuo Army is Master Yunjing.

..., Having said this, what I just want to tell you is that even if you have some small thoughts, please put them away, you can't afford to offend them."

"Ah this..."

People fell silent immediately, looking in the direction of Yunjing and their heads with numbness.

Oh my god, in this situation, no matter whether Miss Lin has anything to do with Yun Jing or not, everyone had better get as far away as possible.

Someone else said with a complicated tone: "Speaking of which, even if Mr. Yun is not General Li's apprentice, his status as a scholar alone is worthy of consideration by those of us who are in the world. The cost of targeting a scholar is too high. Scholars stick together, always."

If you can get involved, if you anger one person, you will provoke a group of people. Although people in the world are prosperous, they are just rootless duckweeds in the end. Do we still have to live our lives? "

"As long as you know"

"The question is, what does this mean? People are chatting and laughing, and then everyone else dies."

"Maybe this is life."

"Let's go, let's go. It's boring. I talked about going out for an outing, but I wasn't happy at all."

"That's because you are overthinking it."

"Speaking of which, what if they are not who we think they are?"

"Is it important now?"

"Nima..."

Yunjing, who was drunk, didn't even know that someone was pretending to be a big dick for him, and if it were another person, he didn't know how much trouble he would cause to Lin Xingyu, but he was left alone.

Nothing happened.

At this time, Yunjing was completely drunk, and he was unconscious and smelled of alcohol. He had never experienced such drunkenness before, and he did not realize that he was so dishonest when he was really drunk.

When Lin Xingyu helped him, he didn't know whether it was a man's instinct, but his hands had their own ideas and were touching everywhere.

Lin Xingyu, who was touched by his hands, was on the verge of tears. She wanted to throw Yunjing away, but now she was in a difficult position. After all, she said she wanted to take care of Yunjing, but it was nothing to let him be frivolous. The key was

When people are drunk, it is completely subconscious, and they can't even find a place to reason.

In this short journey, Lin Xingyu felt that it was longer than her previous life of more than 20 years. With her advanced cultivation, in the end, her whole body was so weak that she could no longer exert any energy.

With great difficulty, Yun Jing helped Yun Jing get closer to the tent and placed him on the soft cushion. He breathed a sigh of relief and his face turned red as blood.

"How could you do this?" Looking at the sleeping Yun Jing, Lin Xingyu's watery eyes flickered and almost made her cry. Yun Jing had almost taken advantage of her daughter's family before.

What made her want to cry even more was that Yunjing's response was just an unconscious clasp of his palms, as if he was reminiscing, or looking for where the things that were soft and bouncy before were gone...

Seeing this, Lin Xingyu's whole body felt inexplicably weak, especially in some places, which were as hot as an electric shock.

"Because you didn't mean it, I won't blame you this time. If there is a next time, I will break my claws for you." Lin Xingyu murmured. She wanted to be angry but couldn't find a reason, because she was the one who wanted to support Yun.

The scenery is self-inflicted.

I covered my face and wanted to cry.

However, I don’t hate it in my heart...

She was startled. She looked around and found that no one was paying attention, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.

There are servants and maids outside the tent. Who dares to interfere with Yun Jing's affairs? If people today don't even have this kind of discernment, they won't be able to do this job as servants. They may disappear from the world at some point.

, although it is a bit exaggerated, but it is true.

Lin Xingyu quickly tidied up her somewhat messy clothes. While doing so, she quietly rubbed her bear and buttocks, cursing secretly that her hands were so strong that it didn't matter what the severity was, making her teeth itch.

Immediately staring at the sleeping Yunjing's face, she couldn't help but whisper melancholy: "It's been seven years since I've known you. You were just a ten-year-old child at the beginning, and now you have grown into a handsome young man. Time flies so fast."

quick"

When she said this, she blushed inexplicably and even felt guilty.

"What am I guilty of?"

She patted her chest subconsciously, and then ran away. She didn't dare to stay long and left the tent.

When she came outside, she had regained her composure, at least on the surface. After all, she had many years of experience in the world and was good at controlling her emotions. Under the moonlight, dressed in white, she looked like a fairy.

The servants around her saluted, and she nodded slightly, then found a place to sit down, watching Mingyue holding her knees in a daze with her hands, not knowing what she was thinking.

It was a cold night, and a breeze blew from nowhere, ruffling her hair and bringing a piece of peach blossom.

Reaching out her hand to catch the petals, her eyes were a little blurred.

"The breeze brings peach blossoms. Is this silently telling me something..."

I don't know how long it took, but there were footsteps. Song Yan's voice sounded not far away and said: "Ms. Lin, you are exposed at night. We have prepared a tent for you. If you don't mind, go and have a rest."

After coming back to his senses, Lin Xingyu pinched the peach blossoms and shook his head gently: "Thank you very much. I'll sit here. It's been a long time since I calmed down and looked at the bright moon."

As the face of Liuye Sword Sect and the next leader, Lin Xingyu is usually under a lot of pressure and dare not relax for a moment, but at this moment, she doesn't want to think about anything and just wants to relax herself.

"Then I won't disturb Miss Lin. I'll make the hangover soup and deliver it to the young master." Song Yan turned around and left without daring to take another look.

Lin Xingyu stood up and said by mistake: "I'll do it."
To be continued...