Lu Zhengkang looks back and sees qingningzi coming from the sky with his sword.

Tonight, instead of wearing a Taoist robe, she was dressed in a water blue big sleeve shirt, with black hair tied in a Feixian bun, pinned with gold and jade beads, swaying with the wind, like the bright stars behind her.

Lu Zhengkang took two steps to the side and made room on the colored cloud. However, qingningzi didn't accept his kindness and still stood on the sword.

"Come on, my clouds are quite big."

Green rather son angrily glared at him one eye, "you don't use bad idea." At the end of her speech, she strolled over. Lu Zhengkang saw the blue embroidered shoes under her skirt, and suddenly appeared, and then hid in the heavy clothes. The sword was in his hand. Qingningzi lifted the sword upside down. The cold light reflected the cold moon and disappeared in the scabbard.

It's close. They're not more than a foot apart.

Instead of the pleasant smell of sea salt, he had a cold, mineral feeling, almost imperceptible.

And her body layer upon layer of fragrance, people like falling flowers deep.

Lu Zhengkang looks at her sword.

"This cold pine was given to me by my master and has been with me since I was a child. I often use distilled pine oil to maintain this sword."

He could almost imagine her wiping the blade slowly with turpentine in a cotton handkerchief. Her hands were as frosty as frost, colder than the blade. Is the fragrance of turpentine mixed in her palmprint?

Qingningzi looked at the west moon, "do you want to go to the sky to have a look?"

Lu Zhengkang looks at the long sky. The thin cloud makes people feel slightly cold at the bottom of their heart. Looking down, the earth is wild.

The silver moon is like a hook. The cool light is reflected on the evergreen vegetation of the Kunlun Mountains. There is a thin frost in late autumn, and now it is as clean as an ice mirror.

"I'll take you to the main peak of Kunlun palace. It's my friendship."

"Won't be punished by your teacher?"

Lu Zhengkang remembered that there were also some Taoist ancestors in the main peak. It was not appropriate for them to have a love talk. For a moment, he was in a bit of a dilemma.

Lu Zhengkang looks at qingningzi apologetically. She clearly smiles and says, "it's OK to take a walk in the Kunlun Mountains. After all, there is a lack of life in the sky."

"Every time I see you, I'm a guest. Qingningzi, after the sword fight in chilou, I'll go to Qinglian sword sect to find you. How about we travel all over the world together?"

Qingningzi raised his sleeve, half covered his cheek, looked at her eyes, seemed to be snickering, "when I meet my elder martial brother, don't show me."

"It's not a year and a half that he wants to break through Yuanshen, but you. I'm afraid you don't have leisure to come out. Moreover, there is a dark hand in Qinglian sword sect, which is not good for your spring equinox mountain Qingningzi, we are not idle. "

"If I really want to travel with someone, don't mention the family chores, thousands of mountains and rivers, life and death can't be separated." When qingningzi said something, she put down her sleeve. When Lu Zhengkang saw her lips, her Rouge was so soft that she fainted. It was like a curtain in a dream.

Lu Zhengkang pursed his mouth. "Do you really want to go out with me?"

Green rather son arrogantly put to wave a hand, "can't dare not not promise somebody, lest he pretends to have no the mortal of self-cultivation to cheat me again."

Lu Zhengkang chuckled, "that's the most interesting time since I came to this world. Qingningzi, do you remember the story I want to tell you? Are you interested in listening to it? "

"If you want to, I can't brush each other. Just don't blow the cool wind in the sky. Let's go to the woods."

Lu Zhengkang walks into the cypress forest at the east foot of Kunlun mountain.

There are many mysteries hidden in the ancient mountains, even in the Kunlun palace. People don't know what is buried in this area.

Lu Zhengkang and Qing ningzi are walking on the soft soil. They hear a murmuring stream among the insects in the forest from a distance. They walk slowly upstream with the stream winding among the dead leaves.

He continued to tell the story of Jiang Qing and yuerouxia.

"I remember the last time I said that yuerouxia broke into the lock demon tower to save her lover. When she found Jiang Qing, Jiang Qing was dying of being tortured by the demons in the tower. She quickly used her skills to help her lover heal. At this time, yuerouxia was seriously injured and forced to exercise her martial arts. On the one hand, she was her love, on the other hand, she was her flesh and blood. Yuerouxia knew that under such circumstances, there must be someone to sacrifice. "

In the woods at night, the leaking light is like a slanting branch. The moon sky is a big banyan tree on the canopy. Qingningzi raised her hand to catch the light branch, and the tiny drops of water shrouded in the light. She held out a palm of thin ice crystals, spread her hand, and the ice crystals slowly turned white, showing the color of snow.

Lu Zhengkang's voice of telling a story sank.

"She told Jiang Qing that everything was the plot of Kong Li, the flag commander of the demons, but she did not tell him the desperate situation she was facing. This pair of life such as pengcao partner, on the eve of farewell, nestle up to each other. Yuerouxia used her last Qi to keep the baby alive, and then she died. "

Qingningzi gently blows the snow in her palm, and the white mist from her lips shines.

Frost and fog flying, floating in the forest stream, dense spread, issued a gentle warm light, flashing inside a beautiful flowers, floating and sinking on the water, together with the reflection.Green rather son smile, "you see this piece of flowers, like your story, Jiang Qing and rouxia farewell day scene."

Lu Zhengkang leaned over to pick it. Naturally, he could not touch the scene of the magic. However, when he put his finger into the water, he also picked up a cool petal, spread out his palm, gently blew it, and the numerous soft neon danced around.

There was a scream in the woods.

Lu Zhengkang and Qing ningzi cast their eyes into the shadow of the woods, and the peepers in the dark fled in a hurry.

Two people also don't chase, is nothing more than the small demon in the forest.

They continued to walk towards the top of the stream. In the middle of the mountain, there was a secluded pool in the cave. The crack at the top of the cave penetrated the starlight, reflected on the surface of the pool, and glittered with phosphorescence on the stone wall.

Qingningzi whispered to Lu Zhengkang, "you turn around."

Lu Zhengkang said.

She strolled to the pool, a hollow in a huge rock with a smooth, Earthless edge.

He heard some small movements, like dragonflies falling on the grass stem, shattering the dew on the leaf tip, followed by waves when wading.

He sat on the ground with the moonlight on his back.

She sat on the edge of the pool, her legs immersed in the pool, like the flashing jade in the water, and the light splashed by the microwave was like a jumping pearl.

Qingningzi looked at Lu Zhengkang's back and said softly, "Lu Zhengkang, don't tell other people's stories."

"Good. If you don't want to hear it, I won't say it. "

"It's not that I don't want to listen."

"Why is that?"

"I just, I just think, there's no us in the story."