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Zhang Zhang blushed, and unconsciously put his muddy hands behind his back, for fear of profane the young man in front of him.

He didn't even realize that his thinking at this time was sluggish - in the deep mountains and old forests, if something goes wrong, it's a demon.Especially where there is no camera coverage.

However, the logic and common sense of the constitution are all fed the dogs at this moment.

It's really because he is a dead face control with little self-control.

After being in the circle for many years, I haven't seen what kind of face, but Zhang Zhang's heart is fluttering because of the one in front of him.The skin of a beauty is difficult to describe. The person in front of her, although her complexion is slightly pale, has no sense of evil spirits. Instead, she has a gentle and pleasant temperament, which makes people admire her.

"No, I'm not scared, I'm not scared." Zhang Zhang quickly shook his head, and then continued to stammer: "You, do you want to come in, sit, sit..."

The man glanced at the cameras covering the entire valley and shook his head.

Zhang Zhang swallowed: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

The young man paused and said, "I'm waiting for someone."

Zhang Zhang's mind was in chaos, and he had gone through the legends of Xiaoqian, Yingning, Qingqiuhu and so on in his mind, but in the end he became inexplicably depressed-he was waiting for someone else.

"Who are you waiting for?" Zhang Zheng asked cautiously.

"Lu Mengji."

For a moment, Zhang Zhang even thought that he was a fan of Lu Mengji, but not to mention that there would be illegitimate fans chasing him into the mountains, judging by the young man's expression, the desertedness had absolutely nothing to do with fanaticism.

Zhang Zhang began to envy Lu Dada again: "Let me send you a text message, he should be on the way now. Your...your surname..."

The young man shook his head: "No need, he knows I'm here." After a while, he added: "My surname is Mu."

At the foot of the mountain, in the farmhouse, in the small black room temporarily built by the crew, the director was still reading the script for the interview: "If you choose one of the three female guests as your partner, who would you choose? Today I changed the accommodation sign to Bai Zizi, when did you decide? For Miss Song Yuan..."

Under the surprised eyes of the director, Lu Mengji, who was sitting there casually, suddenly stood up, and his usual indifferent expression was replaced by surprise and anxiety.

"Lu, Brother Lu?"

Apparently Lu Mengji didn't even look at him, he put on his coat and walked out.Seeing this, Xiao Zhou immediately walked in from the outside to appease the program crew.

"Are you asking too much, brother Lu is angry?" the editor asked timidly.

The chief director sitting on the side shook his head, feeling puzzled, but intuitively knew that he should not continue to explore.The Lu Mengji just now felt too dangerous to him at that moment, like a large wild beast rented by a certain program group.But it's not angry at all - it's more like, nervous.

However, for Lu Mengji, it was more than just nervousness.

How many thoughts and thoughts, just before this meeting, how many complicated emotions cannot be overstated, but in the end they all turned into fierce obsessions——

He wants to see Afan, and he wants it now.

The sound of hunting through the air was like thunder, suddenly resounding in the valley.

The mountain mist, as thin as a veil, spread out as if frightened, and the thick night was also disturbed by it. Among the [-] mountains, countless beasts that had not yet enlightened were affected by the surging monster power, howling one after another at the moon .

Zhang Zhang, who was closest to the impact range, was about to say something, but found it difficult to even breathe out.Mu Fan stood opposite him, reached out and brushed his shoulder, and the young singer walked back quietly as if he had fallen asleep——

Passed by Lu Mengji who was standing behind in a daze.

Lu Mengji seemed to have lost all strength in his whole body. As long as he saw Afan's back and the waterfall-like blue silk fluttering in the mountain wind, he felt that his heart that had been empty for 600 years had finally settled down.He even blushed uncontrollably—how many times he had imagined goodbyes, how much he wanted Afan to know that he was already an indomitable monster, but when he actually saw him, it was another scene.

He spoke with a hoarse voice: "Afan."

After 600 years of bitterness, in the end, only one sound, Afan.

After a long time, Mu Fan sighed and turned around: "Long time no see, Lu Mengji."

The moon is in the sky.

They stood in two places, one in a black Taoist robe, with cold eyes, and one who couldn't tell he was a monk at all, but was full of monster aura.

In the past, they talked about swords and Taoism, and they were intimate, but now they seem to be divided into two worlds.

Seeing that his eyes were slightly red, Mu Fan wanted to look away, but couldn't help but want to take a look at the grown-up Lu Mengji.

And Lu Mengji just looked at him steadfastly, tracing his delicate brows and eyes, his slightly pursed lips without blood color, pale cheeks, thin wrists, and his heartache was as painful as a knife.

Mu Fan asked: "Why do you want to enter the formation?"

Lu Mengji replied, "To see you."

Mu Fan said: "Then you have read it now, you can go."

Lu Mengji said, "I'm sorry for you."

Mu Fan slightly turned his face to the side, hiding his expression in the dark: "You didn't feel sorry for me. The demon-suppressing bell rings, everyone is their own master."

Lu Mengji immediately changed his words: "I miss you."

Mu Fan paused: "I don't miss you, nor do I want to see you."

Afan spoke decisively, but Lu Mengji keenly captured that moment of hesitation.He sighed slightly in his heart, as he expected, Afan would still be soft-hearted towards him.But he committed a heinous crime, how can He De deserve Afan's soft heart?

Lu Mengji continued to say shamelessly: "Since 600 years ago, my life is yours, and it is you who have been thinking about it day and night. Now I, Lu Mengji, are here to pay for my crimes with this life. I am The Great Demon Empress of the Yuan Dynasty owns half of the Demon City, and her inexhaustible supply of medicines and treasures. If Afan accepts me as a spirit beast, he can dispatch half of the demon clan at will. Used by Fan."

Mu Fan was taken aback, and was about to speak, but was quickly interrupted by him.

"...If Afan doesn't want to, he can still accept me as a forbidden scorpion, let me practice the method of furnace cauldron, and I can still pick whatever I want—"

"Lu Mengji!" Mu Fan's face turned red suddenly, with slight anger on his face, how could he never imagine that Lu Mengji could say such words.

Actor Lu took a deep look at him, and then burst into a smile that could make thousands of fans scream, with a look that you can pick and choose.Afan has a cold face and a kind heart. He grew up in Jianfeng since he was a child. He does not enter the world and has a simple mind.There is only one way for Afan to truly understand his own mind——

shameless.

However, before he finished appreciating the amazing shyness on Afan's cheeks, suddenly a person popped out from the slanting stab: "Demon, don't be so arrogant!"

A ray of sword light was like white practice, but it was Li Shenxing who came to support the master, burning with anger, and even wanted to split Lu Mengji in half.

Lu Mengji's shape flickered, and the sword pierced through the air: "You are disrespectful to your master's stove at a young age, what's wrong!"

Li Shenxing was even more angry, obviously Lu Mengji had investigated him secretly: "Shut up! Watch the sword!"

Lu Mengji shook his head: "Looking at your swordsmanship, you should be practicing Yichen's Gentleman's Sword. It's a pity that you have to use its shape but not its bones. The move just now should not follow the sword manual. If you press down on the edge of your sword, if I When you are in a good mood, you can even wipe the corner of your clothes."

Li Shenxing's face turned even redder, but the gap in cultivation was there, so he couldn't hurt Lu Mengji in the slightest.

In his annoyance, he inadvertently resorted to what Lu Mengji said - the sword edge jumped like a spirit snake, and then his momentum sank and he pressed down suddenly.

The spiritual power flowed wildly, and was almost emptied at the moment of pressing down, but judging from the sharpness of the sword, its power was indeed greatly increased.

"Be careful." Mu Fan who was standing by the side finally said, "Pull the sword and realize."

Li Shenxing paused, although he was still looking at Lu Mengji angrily, but his master's order was hard to disobey, so he had to withdraw his sword and be lucky.

Lu Mengji looked at him idly, contemptuously for a moment, then turned around and looked at Afan affectionately.

Mu Fan frowned, but Lu Mengji's heart skipped a beat, Afan even frowning looked so pretty.

"Is this the Glazed Light Sword?" He used the excuse of looking at the sword, and took a big step forward with his long legs, happily shoulder to shoulder with Afan.However, the pits and gaps on the sword made him feel tight again: "Your internal injuries have not healed, so it is not suitable to warm and nourish the natal spirit sword. If you want to repair it, you have to take it from me."

Mu Fan glanced at him, and switched the saber to the other side with his backhand.

Lu Mengji was not frustrated at all, and casually took out another sword from the mustard bag: "This is my natal sword, called the Shushui Sword, and it happens to be a pair with Afan's Glazed Sword. Glazed light, the autumn water is the same color as the sky—"

Li Shenxing who was on the side immediately criticized: "The devil, don't even think about touching my master's sword!"

Lu Mengji wondered: "What? I stick the Flowing Light Sword upside down? This statement is wrong. This sword is born to be water-repellent. This sword is made of hydrophobic materials. Since the surface molecules are non-polar, when water is poured in, it will be water-repellent. The wonderful scientific phenomenon that the sliding angle of the three-phase contact surface is less than 20 degrees has been observed. Speaking of which, have you passed physics as a junior?"

Mu Fan glanced at his saber that had no aura at all, but Lu Mengji didn't realize it, and yelled a few more times to make the two swords get closer, and then threw it back into the mustard bag.

After a while, Lu Mengji took out another jade box out of thin air. The jade box was crystal clear and flawless, with a halo flowing on it, obviously not ordinary.

He opened it carefully, and in this spiritual jade, which is hard to find in the cultivation world, it turned out to be a small bowl of fried ground three delicacies.I don't know how Lu Mengji did it. As soon as I opened it, it was fragrant and not greasy at all. There was a piece of radish carved on it, and the knife was clumsy and thick. At first glance, it looked like two small people sitting on a big rock. On the top, there are a stack of food boxes.

"Afan, try this?"

Mu Fan's eyes flicked across the two sculpted villains, his eyes softened for a moment, but he still said in a cold voice: "Using Xuanpin Xianyu to dress up the delicacies of the earth is a waste of everything."

Seeing that Afan was unwilling to take it, Lu Mengji felt a little wronged, but still pretended not to care and threw the jade box back into the mustard bag.

This time he wanted to show Ah Fan the little vegetable snake he caught on the road, to ask for credit, but unexpectedly he remembered that the snake was not in the bag, but it was given to Xiao Zhou earlier.

Mu Fan saw that he was digging in his pocket endlessly, so he didn't talk nonsense with him: "Master Lu, you need to remember that our Yuxu Sect and Yaozu don't interfere with each other, and this is the boundary of our Yuxu Sect. I also hope that Venerable Lu will act on the basis of the relationship between the two clans."

After saying that, a sword light flashed on his waist, and he was about to embark on his way home.

Lu Mengji quickly stopped him: "Afan, you have to trust me."

Mu Fan was silent for a while, and said, "Lu Mengji, I will meet you at Zishi because of my past friendship."

Lu Mengji was stunned, Afan's sleeve slipped from his palm, and finally rose into a sword light, which disappeared in the direction of the distant sword peak.

In the cold wind, Lu Mengji stood there, motionless for a long time.

Until Xiao Zhou came silently, he woke up suddenly.

"When did I leave the program group?" Lu Mengji asked suddenly.

Xiao Zhou quickly checked the terminal: "It's 23:47, it's not time yet."

Lu Mengji burst out laughing.

This smile was so weird that even Xiao Zhou was taken aback.

"Master Lu—"

Lu Mengji shook his head.

In the past, on the Sword Peak, Lu Mengji and Mu Fan were childhood sweethearts.However, Lu Mengji is in the form of a monster after all, and is often mischievous.This made Mu Fan angry.Fortunately, Mu Fan's heart was soft, and he didn't want Lu Mengji to apologize after being aggrieved. After two or three days of calming down, he would sneak out of the morning class a little earlier and pick Lu Mengji back from the main peak.

From then on, every time Lu Mengji got into trouble, he would wait for Mu Fan in the hall—if it was earlier than the agreed time, it would mean that A Fan would not be angry anymore—he could happily flick his tail and wait for Mu Fan As soon as they arrive, they jump up and beg for a hug.

Just like the two fingers that Afan secretly stretched out in the morning class, it was their agreement back then.

When Afan was leaving just now, he specifically mentioned that it was an appointment at Zishi.

But Afan arrived early.

Lu Mengji opened his eyes again, and he actually laughed out his tears.

For 600 years, tossing and turning, the guilt of cutting out the heart like a knife was finally relieved——

Ah Fan forgave him.

"Lord Lu?" Xiao Zhou asked cautiously, "Do you want to go back?"

Lu Mengji waved his hand: "Why do you go back! I want to go up the mountain!"