The moon is bright and the wind is clear

At noon on the second day, the three finally arrived in the town.In order not to attract the attention of others, Sikong Lang deliberately chose a remote place to temporarily settle down the second prince.The place was surrounded by mountains, and they were in a farmer's house at the foot of the mountain.There are only two elderly people in the family. The two couples have stayed here for most of their lives. They usually grow vegetables and fruits at the foot of the mountain. Although their lives are ordinary, they are peaceful and comfortable.

The old couple are warm-hearted, and the house is usually deserted. Now that a few people came and wanted to stay overnight, they agreed without even thinking about it.He also took a lot of vegetables and fruits grown by himself from the house to entertain the three of them.This time, Sikong Lang and the others felt embarrassed.

After the old couple settled Sikong Lang and the others, they turned off the lights and rested.

In the middle of the night, Sikong Lang got up in the dark, and saw that everyone was fast asleep, so he tiptoedly flew out of the window with light work, and quickly flew up the mountain.

When we got to the mountain, the evening wind blew bitterly.Walking to the highest point of the mountain, Sikong Lang took out the signal flare that he had already prepared, and threw it into the air suddenly, with a "pop", the thing immediately burst into a huge flower-like flame, radiant and colorful, it was really beautiful.

After playing it a few times, Sikong Lang said to himself: "This signal is really dazzling, but it's true, so those big insiders can see it more clearly. I believe they should have received the signal. Let's go, close..."

Sikong Lang turned around while talking, before he could say the word "work", he saw Mo Qi standing behind him and looking at him coldly.

Sikong Lang was startled, covered in cold sweat, and asked carefully, "Xiao...Xiaoqi, why are you here? How long have you been following me? It's so late, why haven't you slept yet..."

Mo Qi didn't answer his question and said coldly: "You ran to such a high place on the mountain just to broadcast this signal?"

Sikong Lang nodded obediently.

"Your injury should have healed long ago."

Sikong Lang nodded obediently again.

"Now, is there anything else to say?" Sikong Lang seemed to have seen Mo Qi's livid face under his mask.

"No? Then I'm leaving." Mo Qi turned around and wanted to leave.

Sikong Lang was shocked, "Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi, don't leave, I was wrong, I shouldn't have lied to you... I am like this because I like you so much..."

Mo Qi couldn't stand Sikong Lang's yelling, and said, "Who said I'm leaving!"

Seeing Mo Qi getting angry at him, he said aggrievedly, "Didn't you say you were leaving?"

Mo Qi said angrily: I mean go back to sleep first, you make so much noise at night that people can't sleep because of the noise, if I were the master, I would have kicked you out a long time ago!It's also fortunate that the honest farmer doesn't care about you. "

Sikong Lang stood there dumbfounded, thinking that his lightness kung fu was not that bad, even if his internal energy was not fully recovered due to stagnation of the meridians, it would not be so bad that he could wake people up. !

Thinking about it, Mo Qi had already walked down the mountain, Sikong Lang came back to his senses, and hurriedly chased after the man's back.

On the second day, Sikong Lang brought the boy to the mountain.As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, he saw four handsome young men in dark clothes waiting there.When one of the tall men saw Sikong Lang and the young man, he immediately said respectfully: "My subordinates refer to His Royal Highness the Second Prince. The humble staff are incompetent and cannot come to rescue them in person. Please also ask Your Highness the Second Prince to make amends."

The young man saw the four of them with one hand behind his back, quite regal, and said: "I don't blame you, it's because those Miao barbarians are too cunning and vicious, and they are also heavily guarded. I also owe it to the Xuanzong sect." Big disciple Sikong Lang was rescued."

Only then did the four of them notice Sikong Lang beside the young man, and they also cupped their hands and said: "A chivalrous man is truly wise and brave, we are ashamed of ourselves, worthy of being the disciples of the number one sect in martial arts."

Sikong Lang was looking at them, the boy said first: "The four of them are the guards in the imperial palace, and they are the ones who received your signal."

Sikong Lang saw that the four people were so polite, so he also cupped his hands and said: "You don't dare to be the second prince. Next, the second prince will be handed over to you. Please ensure that he returns to the palace safely."

"Don't worry, chivalrous man, even if we go through fire and water, we will save the second prince and return to the palace." The four said seriously.

At this time, the young man said: "Sikong Lang, I think you are brave and resourceful, and your martial arts are so good, why don't you go to the palace as an servant, and I will ask my father to grant you a military officer, what do you think?"

Sikong Lang immediately waved his hand and said: "I appreciate the prince's kindness. I am used to being free, and I really can't take on this important task. I don't know anything about being an official. Please take it back."

The young man was not angry, just smiled: "Forget it, you are right, you are like this eagle in the mountains, how can you be locked in a cage, I am afraid that you will be wronged in the palace, or you will be the master of the Xuanzong sect." Disciple is more majestic. But... there is one thing I want to say a few more words."

"Your Highness, please speak."

"You and that villain...are you..." The young man stared at Sikong Lang meaningfully.

Sikong Lang did not hesitate at all, and said: "It is indeed what His Highness thinks."

The young man sighed, and said: "Sikong Lang, listen to my advice, that villain is cold and fierce all day long, and will kill him every now and then. If you stay with him, I'm afraid there will be no good fruit in the future. So, another day, I will I will send you a few beauties, and you will be satisfied."

Sikong Lang just smiled: "Your Highness, it's really hard to tell Daoming clearly about feelings. But I've made up my mind, and I will never let him go in this life no matter what."

After hearing this, the young man had no choice but to say: "Okay, since you've already said that, I can't say anything more. But, don't regret it in the future."

Sikong Lang said seriously: "Of course."

After saying this, the young man turned around and said to the four people behind him: "It's not too early, let's go back to the palace quickly, so as not to worry Father." Sikong Lang said: "Next time, when I come to Xuanzongmen to find you, you must buy me a drink!"

Sikong Lang stood on the spot, looked at his back and said: "Okay, next time."

Mo Qi stayed at the farmer's house all the time, and was really bored, so he took a branch and made gestures in the backyard.At night, seeing that Si Konglang hadn't come back, an unknown fire arose in his heart, obviously that person asked him to stay here to wait for him, but why did he become anxious here, what the hell!The branch in his hand danced more and more fiercely, and finally broke the branch altogether.

"Xiaoqi, I'm back!" Not far away, a friendly voice came from the door.

Sikong Lang walked to the backyard, Mo Qi said coldly: "Outside, don't call me Xiaoqi."

"why?"

"Why so many questions?"

Sikong Lang turned his mind, "That means, if it's just the two of us, we can call you Xiaoqi."

When Mo Qi heard this, she didn't know what to say, thinking how could she be tempted by this person.

Sikong Lang didn't let Mo Qi think too much, so he took his hand and said as he walked, "Xiao Qi, let's go, I'll take you to a good place..."

Mo Qi was dragged all the way up the mountain by him.

It is night now, and the mountains are quiet, occasionally the birds in the mountains will coo a few times, and it seems quite desolate.

Walking to the forest, Mo Qi was led by Sikong Lang for a long time, and wanted to break free from his restraint, so he said, "Why did you take me to this barren mountain in the middle of the night?"

Sikong Lang pretended to be mysterious and said: "Hey, you will know later. But...you close your eyes first."

Mo Qi frowned slightly, "What kind of trick are you playing..." Although he said so, his eyes closed.

Immediately, there was darkness in front of his eyes, only the temperature of Sikong Lang in his hand, Mo Qi followed Sikong Lang and moved slowly.At some point, he slowly let go of his heart towards Sikong Lang, the touch from these hands made Mo Qi feel extremely warm, even the cold wind that blew from the mountains from time to time gave a little warmth.

Not long after, Mo Qi followed Sikong Lang and stopped.

"Now you can open your eyes."

Mo Qi opened his eyes, and the place he saw was wide open.

It's a fairyland on earth!

The place is full of peach trees, the branches on the trunks are scattered alternately, and the branches and leaves are densely packed with pink, one after another, covering the original open sky like a curtain, and the moonlight hanging above the silver plate shines through a little pink. The gaps are reflected, mottled and mottled, the originally tender green branches and leaves have also turned into cold green, but the peach blossoms are extremely gorgeous.

Mo Qi had obviously never been to such a dreamlike place before, so he couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.

At this moment, Sikong Lang said, "Well, this place is not bad. But it was a coincidence. I thought we could catch some wild game during the day and come back to have a good meal at night, but after searching for a long time, we didn't catch any. I found such a good place by mistake, so it's not a waste of time, hehe..." Sikong Lang smiled.

Mo Qi was walking under the peach tree, showing a warm smile under his cold mask, and said, "I never thought there would be such a beautiful place on such a desolate mountain..."

Sikong Lang looked at Mo Qi's figure walking in this sea of ​​flowers, as if it became unreal.

Mo Qi felt that Sikong Lang's eyes had been lingering on his face, and said, "What are you looking at me for?"

Sikong Lang lingered on Mo Qi for a while, then turned his eyes and said: "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that there really are peach blossom fairies in this world..."

Mo Qi was puzzled for a while before he understood the meaning of Sikong Lang's words, and then his cold cheeks were stained with a blush, and in Sikong Lang's eyes, he looked even more breathtaking.

Sikong Lang came back to his senses, and still returned to the tired and lazy look of the past, and smiled at Mo Qi: "There are beautiful scenery, beautiful women... and good wine." Then he took out a jug of wine from somewhere.

Mo Qi looked at him and couldn't help laughing, "You are well prepared."

"That's right, life is alive, there is no wine and no joy! Don't make the golden cup empty to the moon, come, let's go over there to drink."

"Okay!" As if infected by Sikong Lang's emotions, under this situation, Mo Qi became very proud.

So, the two leaned under a big rock and drank wine.

The two of you drank one sip at the other, as if you were not satisfied with just one drink, they became interested, so they compared swords.

The two of them only broke off a section of branch to make a move. Although they didn't use their internal strength, they were just exchanging swordsmanship, and the surrounding flowers and leaves fell down rustlingly. .After dozens of strokes in this way, Sikong Lang quickly attacked Mo Qi with a branch, and when he was about to touch the corner of his clothes, Mo Qi dodged in the air, folded his waist, saw the black hair falling, and then dodged past. That speed is as fast as arrows and crossbows, and his body is as light as a swallow, and the flowers will not touch his body!

Sikong Lang threw away the peach branch, and said: "Xiaoqi, your physical skills are really superb. I don't think there are many in the world who can compare with you."

Seeing this, Mo Qi also tossed the branch, saying, "The swordsmanship of the disciples of Xuanzongmen is not as bad as imagined."

When Sikong Lang heard this, he pretended to be angry and said: "Xiao Qi, are you praising me or hurting me..."

Mo Qi just smiled and said nothing.

Sikong Lang looked at Mo Qi showing a side he had never seen before. Even though he was wearing a mask, he was as straightforward as a spring breeze, causing ripples in Sikong Lang's heart.

The two of them went back to the original drinking place and had a hearty drink, their cheeks turned crimson. When the smell of wine was lingering, Sikong Lang suddenly felt that there had never been such a moment of joy and pride in his life, and his heart was also full of joy. Then there was a sense of sadness, and said: "Ask the sky for wine, life must be full of joy, must be full of joy... have fun! Haha..."

Mo Qi looked at his crazy appearance, then smiled and said: "Sikong Lang, I really don't know that Baigenshan actually accepted you as a senior disciple. Your character is really not like the apprentice he taught. How do you think about it?" They're all like those dandies in the marketplace."

Sikong Lang then approached Mo Qi with Jiu Jin, and said with a hey smile: "Xiao Qi, you don't know something, as the saying goes, the world laughs at me as crazy, and I laugh at others who can't see through it! If the people of Xuanzong's sect can see through me Sikong Lang so easily , that would be meaningless."

"According to what you said, it's just in line with your wishes that your parents sent you to Xuanzongmen to learn martial arts?"

After Mo Qi finished speaking, Sikong Lang's eyes flickered, and the flirtatious smile on his face stopped abruptly. He was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "It's a coincidence that I came to Xuanzong's school to learn martial arts, and it's not my parents at home. Sent me there, my family died when I was ten years old."

Mo Qi never thought that Sikong Lang would say such a thing, and his tone was soft, "You...are an orphan."

"Yeah, you will definitely think that a person like me should be a young man who was raised by his parents, hehe... When I was ten years old, I had already experienced life and death, and I had seen the bloodiest scene. At that time, Dozens of people in my family were exterminated by the enemy, only an old servant and I survived, and later the old servant also died of a serious illness, leaving me alone in the world. Since then, I have become a complete one. Orphan, no one cares about my life..." Sikong Lang smiled bitterly, and said: "At that time, I went from house to house to beg, and I even ate tree roots and bark when I was most hungry. One winter, I My hands and feet were frozen, I was cold and hungry, I couldn't stand up to find food, I thought I was going to die. Unexpectedly, the master passed by the cabin where I lived and rescued me, took me to the Xuanzong gate, and Taught me martial arts. Since then, Xuanzongmen has become my home, and I have never had enough food and clothing. In the past ten years, Master and my brothers have been my relatives."

"So Baigen Mountain is your great benefactor?" Mo Qi asked.

Sikong Lang said seriously: "He is kind to me, not only my benefactor, but also my dearest relative. What he wants me to do, I will do it even if I go through fire and water."

"Hmph, really foolish and loyal. Kindness is one thing, saving people is another. Then let me ask you, if Baigen Mountain asked you to kill someone, would you go?"

"Of course, I dare not disobey Master's order."

"Ruo...", Mo Qi paused, and said meaningfully: "In the future, he asked you to kill me?"

Sikong Lang was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Xiaoqi, what are you talking about, how could the master let me kill you, you have no grievances with Xuanzong's sect, besides, you are not one of those quacks."

Mo Qi frowned, and her voice was a little low, "If... I am the devil in your master's heart, what will you do? Will you kill me?"

Sikong Lang's eyes were blank for a moment, and between the flickering eyes, he naturally avoided Mo Qi's gaze, and made a gesture of a romantic man, hooked Mo Qi's chin, and smiled: "Then... I will be with you Be enchanted together, okay?"

Mo Qi pushed Sikong Lang away, flicked his sleeves, and said coldly: "Hmph, dude..."

"Hey, Xiaoqi, I have told you the truth, can you tell me about you now?" Sikong Lang said while pulling Mo Qi to sit on the ground.

"Me? What to say, nothing to say."

"Seeing how noble you are all over, and your lightness kung fu, you also come from a martial arts family, right?"

Hearing Sikong Lang say this, Mo Qi's heart shuddered for some reason, but he was afraid that Sikong Lang would know his identity, so he changed the subject quickly: "My father has always been cold to me, and he doesn't talk to me very much. I talk, and I don’t even see each other for a year, and I have always been a dumb servant taking care of my daily life, so I have no affection for my family.”

Listening to Mo Qi's words, Sikong Lang unconsciously stroked Mo Qi's hand.

And Mo Qi didn't take back his covered hand, and said: "I originally had six older brothers and sisters, but they all died. I was the seventh in the family, so he named me Mo Qi. As for I have never met those elder brothers, let alone my mother. I only know that she died after I was born. Heh... It is because of this that my father regards me as a evil star. Because I Killed my mother at birth, hehe... As for you calling me Xiao Qi, he never called me that, only the dumb servant who raised me would call me that."

After hearing what he said, Sikong Lang felt sore in his heart, looked at him affectionately, and said: "Xiao Qi, you will never be alone again."

Looking back at him, Mo Qi was bewildered, her eyes were like a pool of deep water, she just wanted to sink herself into it.

In a daze, a scent of peach blossom mixed with a little alcohol sprayed into the nostrils, and a piece of softness covered his lips, only gently wrapped, tossing and rubbing.

Sikong Lang traced Mo Qi's lips with his tongue, and kissed his cheek, the corners of his mouth already had sparkling body fluid.

Mo Qi felt as if something was firmly sucking him in, his thoughts had already been frozen, and his body was even more immobile. This gentle envelopment made him willing to indulge in it all the time.

Sikong Lang pried open Mo Qi's teeth, and his tongue was like a snake trying to explore the territory that had never been opened before. Mo Qi stuck out his tongue jerky and intertwined with Sikong Lang. This cute response made Sikong Lang very happy. Then make up your mind to make each other happier.

Sikong Lang stretched out his hand to untie Mo Qi's belt, and slowly opened the front of his clothes.

Maybe it was late at night, but Mo Qi only felt a chill all over his body, and his mind became clearer, and he came back to his senses in an instant.

Seeing that his clothes were wide open and his belt was undone, he pushed Sikong Lang away heavily, and said dryly, "You...you're drunk."

Sikong Lang's eyes showed confusion, obviously he didn't expect Mo Qi to push him away at this moment, "Xiao Qi, don't you...don't like it?"

"No, I..." Mo Qi answered quickly, only halfway through speaking, he didn't know how to speak again, and turned around to ignore him.

"It's not that I don't like it, but why did you push me away." Sikong Lang was even more confused.

"No, no...you and I cannot be together." Mo Qi responded.

"We...why can't we be together? I kissed you just now, and you clearly felt it. You like me, so what are you worrying about?" Sikong Lang held Mo Qi's hand.

"We... both of us are men..." Mo Qi withdrew his hand.

"So what, are you afraid of the opinions of the Jianghu people? Xiaoqi, we don't care what the Jianghu people say. I, Sikong Lang, have always ignored the so-called right and wrong of those martial arts people. As for my master, he has always been very clear. Dayi, as long as it is not something against morality, he will never interfere with me."

"No... or not. In short, I can't like you." After speaking, he walked into the depths of the peach forest.

Sikong Lang looked at his back and his hair blown loose by the wind, and just stood there dumbfounded.