The cypress leaves are deeply visible and pitiful

"I, I ate mung bean licorice cake. Don't change the subject!" Xiao Ke felt that he must settle accounts with him.

"Oh! My little ancestor! No wonder, the mung bean licorice just dispelled the fire and dispelled the medicinal properties of the wine!" Mao Yong is incredible, how can you use the antidote in advance, otherwise, if you drink it, you will add it. How could He/Huan's wine stop halfway.

"You!" Xiao Ke didn't expect such a trouble, no wonder he suddenly fell asleep at that time.

"What me?! I'm telling you, you thought the snow lotus you drank yesterday was only aphrodisiac? How could I make such a boring thing." Mao pushed Xiao Ke's hand away, slowly Said.

Xiao Ke suddenly had a bad feeling.

“我酿的这种酒，只有对着自己心爱之人饮时才起到作用。所以，看你这副模样，是和你心仪之人一起喝的呢，要我说她没有揍你，就It means there is something to be said about this." Mao Yong's words reached Xiao Ke's ears.

Xiao Ke was stunned, he knew that Mao Yong was not lying.But, beloved?White face?This, this is impossible!Xiao Ke didn't know how he walked back to the star palace, and he didn't know how he sat in the dormitory until late at night, and Mao Yong's words, 'your beloved', kept ringing in his ears.

Besides, Bai Linglie, who had just turned pale in the early morning, got up, glanced at Yin Xiaoke who was sleeping, and left the bedroom.Qing Liang had already packed it up, and Bai Linglie looked around the palace where he had stayed for 500 years, and took the empty wooden box on the stone bench before leaving, and set off for Bingming Peak with Qing Liang.

"Master? Have you made up your mind? We will never come back again?" Qingliang felt that the master's life in the first 500 years was too pitiful, so he should treat himself well, but the master just wanted to live in such a remote and uninhabited place. Live the days of isolation.

"I said, you don't have to come with me." Bai Linglie looked forward.

"Master! Qingliang can go wherever you go." After that, Qingliang didn't dare to speak any more.

At this time, the demon world has entered autumn, and the vegetation all over the street has turned red, as if possessed by a demon.The autumn night sky is even brighter and vaster. Under the night sky, on the glazed roof of Guixing Hall, sits a young man.

He looked into the distance, and occasionally looked up at the stars, his eyes full of doubts.Yin Xiaoke has been sitting there since he came back from Xueyu, and Dazi doesn't know what happened to his master.

The sentence Mao used has confused him until now, what does the beloved mean?

While Xiao Ke was thinking hard, a person quietly fell beside him.

"What are you thinking about? So engrossed?" It was Yin Dongzheng.

"Father?" Xiao Ke was so engrossed in thinking that he didn't notice.

"I heard that you are still running to the snowy area recently?"

"Well, yes." Xiao Ke looked a little listless.

"What's the matter? Tell Father." Yin Dongzheng was afraid that Xiao Ke would walk into a dead end by himself.

"Actually, it's nothing." Xiao Ke didn't know where to start, and after thinking about it, he said, "Father, what is love?"

Yin Dongzheng was a little surprised, his eyes widened, but he was relieved immediately.Yin Dongzheng was sitting on the top of the roof. Hearing Xiao Ke's question, he looked up at the starry night sky, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. "It's not something I can say clearly in a few words. Let me tell you this, who you were struggling with the word 'love' just now, then you love that person."

Yin Xiaoke looked into Yin Dongzheng's eyes, and his eyes gradually brightened, as if two new stars had risen in the twilight.

"That, father, the child understands! That, I'm leaving first!" I saw Xiao Ke hurriedly got up and flew into the night against the clouds.Yin Dongzheng shook his head and said with a smile, "This child..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a shooting star rushing towards him.

"Father! My son has something to ask!" It was Mr. Ke who rushed back in a hurry.In addition to excitement, there was eagerness on the face, and there was also joy suddenly enlightened.

"Tell me, what's the matter!"

"Ling Lie, you have let go of your hatred and are willing to come back and devote yourself to cultivating. I am very pleased." The person who spoke was a kind old man with a white beard.Looking at Bai Linglie, who seemed to have grown up overnight, I felt mixed emotions: I can see that this child has let go of his hatred, but he always feels that he has something more and something less.

This old man is Bai Linglie's patriarch and Wu Yang's master.At that time, the patriarch was entrusted by Bai Linglie's mother to teach Bai Linglie, but the world was unpredictable. Bai Linglie wanted to avenge his mother, and finally the patriarch asked Bai Linglie to worship Wu Yang as his teacher.Now that Bai Linglie had avenged his revenge, he returned to Bingming Peak and continued to practice retreat.

The Bingming Peak can be described as a very hidden area in the Snow Region.There is no one to lead the way, so they are entangled in it, unable to enter or exit, and there are many traps and fog. Even though Bingmingfeng is very attractive to curious people, it is rarely heard that anyone can enter/enter.The most attractive thing in this peak is the rumored ancient temple.But Bai Linglie has been under this sect for many years, but few people know about it.If there was no Bingmingfeng Temple, he would not be what he is today, let alone lead the Wuli League.

"Patriarch, this disciple will practice with peace of mind this time." It was Bai Linglie who had been away from the snowy area for a day and answered, kneeling on the round cushion on the ground.He clasped his hands together, and he could vaguely see the ring finger worn on his left thumb, which matched his hair color just right.

"The white-faced monster? Bai Linglie?" Yin Xiaoke entered the Wumang Hall with a gust of wind.After thinking about it, he called out, "Ling Lie? Ling Lie?"

If Bai Linglie were here, he would definitely get goose bumps all over his body.

Yin Xiaoke's face was full of travel and dust, but he was very happy, and wanted to be the first to share with that person a certain emotion that he had never had before.At this time, the sky was already bright, and the Wumang Hall was silent.Yin Xiaoke turned around and entered the bedroom, but found that there was no one inside, and even the bed was still the same as when he left yesterday.

Little Ke Dun felt that something was wrong, so he hurried out the door, and saw that the stone bench in the yard was still the same as that day, and the two jars of wine were placed there, covered with snow, and had never been touched by anyone, and the wooden box was gone. The two cups were also missing.

"Bai Linglie? Are you hiding from me? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bully you that day, can you come out?" Xiao Ke shouted in the yard, and the only answer he got was the swaying Hansong falling down. snow.

An anxious look appeared between Xiao Ke's eyebrows, "Ling Lie? Qing Liang? Claw?"

nobody……

He was negligent yesterday, and there was no one else at that time.Xiao Ke was annoyed.

I can't even guess where he left. I don't know where he will go, who he will meet, and what he wants to do.Xiao Ke suddenly felt very powerless, how could this happen, who should he ask?Bo Lingyu?Bo Meng?

Linglie, where are you?