Lu Xueqi [Zhu Xian]

The world is devastated. In just a few days, tens of thousands of people have gathered near Qingyun Mountain unprecedentedly, and most of them are the people of the Middle Earth who have fled. In their eyes, these gods in Qingyun Mountain The same cultivators are already their last hope.

Although the catastrophe is coming, this time is still an unprecedented gathering of the righteous way. The Qingyun sect is respectful as the landlord, and its prestige has increased even more than before. Master Daoxuan, the head of the sect, is firmly seated at the No.1 position in the world.

At night, the peaks of the Qingyun Mountains are brightly lit. It is a grand occasion that has never been seen for thousands of years. Far below the mountain, with the mountain wind blowing, it seems that people talking and laughing loudly on the high mountain can be heard, because The people who were frightened by the catastrophe seemed to be much more relaxed under the circumstances.

After all, even if the sky fell, wouldn't there still be Qingyun Mountain above?

And at this moment, the quietest place on Qingyun Mountain is probably no more than Xiaozhu Peak.After Qingyunmen's kind explanation, all sects strictly restrained their disciples and strictly prohibited them from approaching Xiaozhufeng. It won't look good.

Compared with the bustle of other peaks, Xiaozhufeng looks much cleaner. Occasionally, two or three beautiful female disciples of Xiaozhufeng pass by on the mountain road. The mountain breeze blows, and the tearful bamboos all over the mountain shake and rustle together. the sound of.

This night, the moonlight was cold, shining on the Xiaozhufeng mountain path, the bamboo shadows whirled, and the shadows swayed on the steps of the mountain path.From a distance came four or five female disciples from Xiaozhufeng, and the first one was Wen Min.

The cold wind blows through the bamboo forest, as if there are black shadows flickering.

The youngest girl next to Wen Min looked only about 13 years old, and she was quite timid. She glanced at the dark place, her complexion was a little pale, she approached Wen Min, grabbed her clothes, and said softly, "Brother, Senior Sister, Well, there seems to be someone there!"

Wen Min and the others were startled at once, and looked over together. After a while, Wen Min showed a smile on his face, patted the little girl's face, and said, "Xiaoshi, that's the shadow of the bamboo swaying when the mountain wind blows it." , it’s like this every night, you’ve just gone up the mountain, and you’ll know after a while.”

The girl named Xiaoshi breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still a little scared. She seemed to think of something again, and suddenly turned her head to look at the back mountain, and said, "Master, there is no one around the moon-watching platform in the back mountain, and there are people everywhere." It's this, these eerie things, we leave Senior Sister Xueqi over there alone, will she be afraid?"

Wen Min smiled, shook his head again, and said, "Your Senior Sister Xueqi is someone who is not afraid of heaven, earth, and even Zhu Xianjian!"

Another woman standing behind Wen Min smiled sweetly, and said: "Yes, even Fenxianggu proposed marriage to Senior Sister Xueqi, but in the end she was in awe because of Senior Sister's sentence that I don't want to."

"Pa", in the depths of the bamboo forest, there seemed to be a slight low sound, as if some small beast stepped on a bamboo branch, but all the girls were attracted at this moment, and did not hear this sound, only the youngest Xiaoshi She seemed a little suspicious, but she glanced into the depths of the bamboo forest, and saw the shadow shaking, she couldn't help but turn pale again, and turned her head away quickly.

Wen Min sighed, and said: "Actually, that brother Li Xun is really not bad. He is a good-looking talent and has a good background. In the future, the position of the owner of Fenxiang Valley will probably be passed on to him, and judging by his appearance, he also loves Xueqi very much. , but the word love cannot be forced."

The other female disciples nodded together, and they walked slowly, chatting in low voices, there were faint chatter and laughter, and they gradually walked away.

The shadow of the bamboo forest swayed, suddenly a black shadow seemed to float out of the deep darkness, and landed on the mountain path, it was Gui Li.

The moonlight is bright, hanging high in the sky, its brilliance is as clear as water, and it falls on the world like frost and snow, falling on the moon-watching platform.

When Gui Li quietly stepped onto the platform, in the frosty moonlight, the white clothes shrouded in the moonlight, with his back to him, stood on the platform in front of the cliff, looking at the endless night in the distance, standing silently .

Gui Li's face was indifferent, but his eyes seemed to be shining because of the reflection of the beautiful moonlight. The figure in white was like a fairy standing in the moonlight, with three thousand blue hairs fluttering gently in the wind. the taste of.

Gui Li was fascinated by watching for a while, he forgot where he was.

Until, the white robe slowly turned around.

Lu Xueqi already felt it, but she didn't know why he came. After thinking for a while, she turned around, and the man stood there silently, staring at her.

Ghost Li stood on the spot, motionless, the moonlight shone on Lu Xueqi's snow-like skin, almost as transparent as flawless, adding to her thrilling beauty.

Far away, he actually had a feeling that he didn't dare to approach.

"Are you okay?" There were thousands of words in his stomach, but these few words were the only ones that came out of his mouth.

Lu Xueqi stared at this man, the man standing at the intersection of moonlight and shadow, with such a complicated expression on his face, as if something was tormenting him in his heart.

"You, come here." Lu Xueqi said to him.

Gui Li's body trembled, hesitation flashed in his eyes, to him, it seemed that this short few steps required a lot of courage.

The mountain wind blows, and the fragrance is light, as if it penetrates into the bones of the person little by little.

Gui Li stepped out and walked on the moonlight, the bamboo forest rustled in the distance behind him.

Under the moonlight and frost, the woman in front of her had no expression on her face, as cold as frost like a jade carving, but Ghost Li just wanted to stand in front of her forever and never leave.