Immortals come on the moon

Shen Yingxue said "hmm", wanted to say something, looked at the reddish cheeks of the person in front of her, so she didn't say anything.

Outside the main hall, there was an enchantment cast by Song Minhuan. The moment he stepped out of the enchantment, he noticed something and paused for a moment.

"Master, why did you know I was in the hall a few days ago?" Song Minhuan asked.

According to his cultivation, even if Shen Yingxue noticed it, she shouldn't have noticed it so soon.

Hearing this, Shen Yingxue looked down, paused at his neck, and didn't answer his question, but such a glance had already let him know the answer.

He still wears the red lotus jade buckle that Shen Yingxue gave him before on his neck. The red lotus jade buckle is Shen Yingxue's token. Wouldn't it be too easy for Shen Yingxue to find out where he is?

This red lotus jade buckle can also be used to transmit sound, after he left, he never transmitted sound to Shen Yingxue again... It can sense the position and transmit sound, are these really the only two functions?

Song Minhuan thought about it again, not to mention that he had taken Shen Yingxue's Huxinlian, so maybe he could have some connection with Shen Yingxue.

Thinking of this, he stroked the red lotus jade buckle on his neck with his fingertips, and put the jade buckle back.

Shen Yingxue didn't ask him why he was wearing it all the time, as if she knew what he was thinking, and didn't mention what happened the day before, just pretending that nothing happened, and she returned to her usual gentleness towards him.

He could sense that someone was following them, but he didn't know who it was, and couldn't detect the specific location of the other party, so the other party's cultivation base was naturally not low.

Maybe it's someone from the Twelve Nights Gate... I don't know who it will be.

When the two of them left the mansion, Shen Yingxue was not far away from him, and said to him: "Have you heard about your senior sister?"

Song Minhuan didn't know what happened, thought for a while and said, "Is it because Hua Chongjin's body has something wrong again?"

"Well, she's going to Yingzhou."

After listening to Shen Yingxue's words, Song Minhuan was a little surprised. He remembered what Gong Zilan said three years ago, and he didn't expect it to be a prophecy.

If Hua Chongjin's memory is erased, he won't remember everything his senior sister has done for him. It's...too unfair to Meng Qi.

"Yingzhou is far away, as far away from the north as it is outside the Twelve States of Jingzhao. Let's go and say goodbye...they will never have the chance to meet again."

Song Minhuan: "He has already left?"

"It should be about these two days," Shen Yingxue touched the young man's black hair with his fingertips, and the other party was thinking seriously, so he rubbed two handfuls of the young man's hair.

It was still as soft as ever, and felt like silk.

"You can go over and say goodbye to her, and it will be difficult for you to see each other afterwards."

"Then I'll go there in two days," Song Minhuan felt something was wrong, he looked at Shen Yingxue, who had already withdrawn her hand, as if rubbing his head just now was an illusion.

When they arrived in Yexian City, the two-day sword meeting was not over yet, and because of him, the result was delayed. The street was still very lively, and there were many disciples coming and going.

When there were a lot of people, he and Shen Yingxue were easily dispersed by the crowd. Shen Yingxue held his wrist, he hesitated for a while, but he didn't break free, so he just let the other go.

He had noticed that there were people following them all the time, and Shen Yingxue must have noticed it too, but Shen Yingxue didn't care.

The two of them soon arrived at Fenglou. The pillars of Fenglou that were cut by Lan Pipa last time had been repaired. There were flower girls playing the piano on the vermilion carving platform, and some were dancing.

After Shen Yingxue came in, he went to the second floor, and he followed up, wondering what Shen Yingxue was going to take.

The second floor is much quieter, the light is very dark, and there are separate rooms on both sides, with patterns carved with vermilion lacquer, and a faint scent of sandalwood.Shen Yingxue walked to the room at the end of the corridor and pushed open the door.

"Shanshan, come here."

He followed in without knowing why, and then Shen Yingxue led him away from the window.

The two of them stood on the eaves, Song Minhuan asked: "What does this mean... Master knows who is following us?"

Shen Yingxue said "hmm", "There is a formation I have set up here, and he will not be unable to come out for three days, and the sword meeting will end after three days... I don't want to kill him."

Is there anyone in the Gate of Twelve Nights that Shen Yingxue doesn't want to kill?He quickly had an answer in his mind.

"Is it Xiaozhuang?" Song Minhuan asked.

Shen Yingxue nodded.

Song Minhuan looked at the sandalwood window and could feel the formation in the room.He knew in his heart that if Jun Yuenu sent Zhuang Li to kill Shen Yingxue, Zhuang Li would not be able to complete the task, and it would probably be difficult for him afterwards.

But this is all Zhuang Li's business... His heart is biased towards Shen Yingxue, even if it is Zhuang Li, he will not allow the other party to hurt Shen Yingxue.

"Master came out because of this?"

Shen Yingxue: "Yes."

"He came to the palace yesterday, when you were asleep, he didn't do anything to me."

"You have been following me for the past few days... I also received the news that I will be in danger." Shen Yingxue asked him, but her tone was affirmative.

Song Minhuan didn't say yes or no, he replied: "I won't stay here for a long time, coming this time...is one of the missions."

"I know," Shen Yingxue, "you don't want to stay, and I won't force you either."

"I don't know what your reasons are. I'll let you go again this time... If you come to approach me next time, I won't let you go."

Shen Yingxue watched him calmly, hiding emotions in her eyes one by one, her tone was still gentle, as if she was asking him if he would like to eat snacks or if he would like to go out.

Song Minhuan felt depressed and uncomfortable when he heard the words, he opened his mouth, but couldn't speak again.He stood there without moving. At this moment, Gongzi Lan's voice came from his ear.

"Boy, today is the last night. Go back to the inn tomorrow. We have already got the holy water."

He was in a daze for a while with such an ethereal voice, and then he followed Shen Yingxue back, and Shen Yingxue led him to avoid the crowd.

There were people coming and going around, and many Taoist robes with different patterns were intertwined. Many disciples bought sword buckles and masks on the street. He glanced at it and found the mask of the sage.

It was rare to see it before... Now that there is a reincarnated sage king in the mortal world, many vendors have started to sell it, and it seems that they are selling well.

In the midst of the fireworks in the world, he looked at Shen Yingxue's side face, if he could return alive after going to Ten Thousand Bone Mountain two years later... then he would look for Shen Yingxue again.

I don't know if there will be a chance at that time, the future is changing every moment, what has not changed is his love for Shen Yingxue, and the belief in protection has supported him until now.

"Master, I always knew," Song Min laughed happily, "I always knew that the puppet was you."

He saw the slight daze in Shen Yingxue's eyes, he didn't know what to say, and said in a low voice: "We always make mistakes, maybe these are tests, and it won't be too long...it will end soon."

He was going to leave tomorrow, and he kept talking to Shen Yingxue about some things, but he couldn't say too much, so he fell silent while talking.

Shen Yingxue: "I'm actually very angry. I'm angry that you haven't seen me. I thought you didn't miss me. Many times I became uncertain."

He couldn't get angry, and all negative emotions would gradually dissipate in front of the young man.

He didn't know what to think of, and said in a low voice: "Shanshan, many times, I was afraid that you would forget me...I was afraid that you would have a bad life in the future, and I didn't want to tell me."

As time goes by, memories will gradually fade away, and nothing can last forever.

"Master, you should understand in your heart."

Song Minhuan wanted to say that even if he forgot himself, he probably wouldn't forget Shen Yingxue, but he didn't say that.

"And my life...is not bad," he glanced at the distance, there was a beggar kneeling on the ground, and someone spat on the broken copper bowl.The dirty child on the side of the road looked at the pastry shop opposite, with cautious expectation in his eyes, as if he was afraid that others would find out that he also wanted to eat those expensive pastries.

"I'm already... much happier than many people."

Song Minhuan took a few steps forward and straightened the broken copper bowl next to the beggar. The saliva on it was wiped clean by magic.He took out a piece of snack from the storage bag and stuffed it into the child's hand.

"Don't envy them, you can also have them in the future."

He stood in the crowd, and all kinds of people around him seemed to be unable to see him. The child was surprised and a little cautious, holding a snack in his dirty hand, listening to the other party's gentle voice, his nose was sore and his eyes turned red.

A child is a child, why is it so easy to be moved.

"This is for you. In the future, don't accept other people's things casually. Poison may be smeared on it."

Song Minhuan rubbed the child's head, his figure disappeared in front of the child, the child was bewildered, he was holding a snack in the crowd and did not recover.

When he was doing these things, Shen Yingxue watched from the side, neither stopping him nor asking him why he did this.

The two of them returned to the main hall together, and the enchantment was re-clothed in the hall.He stood guard on the eaves, took off the red lotus jade buckle on his neck, and put the red lotus jade buckle into the storage bag.

Shen Yingxue in the temple sat by the window, this was not the first time he experienced parting, he often sat by the window until dawn alone, such days have passed for a long time.

The orchid incense was still burning, Shen Yingxue looked down at her fingertips.His fingertips became pale and transparent, and his fingertips wanted to touch the vermilion pen beside him, but the vermilion pen passed through his palm, but he didn't touch anything.

The people outside were still there, and Shen Yingxue had nothing to explain to the other party.The opponent's current cultivation base is already one of the few, and there are more trustworthy people around him than him.

He may disappear soon, and I don't know if Shanshan is willing to look for him at that time.

Time can smooth everything out and change everything, but what remains unchanged is his tolerance and love for Shanshan.

……

The willow branches swayed slightly in the wind, Song Minhuan noticed something, he stood up on the eaves, his eyes fell into the darkness in the distance.

There was a figure standing there. The young man was wearing a black sun-eye-patterned gown. He had a sword hanging from his waist with a familiar sword buckle on it.

It's no surprise that the formation couldn't trap Zhuang Li. Since Zhuang Li came, he must have been prepared. He jumped down from the roof without making a sound.

The barrier separated the main hall from them. He looked at the person in front of him and asked softly, "Xiao Zhuang, is this your own choice?"

The moonlight fell coldly, blowing off Zhuang Li's hooded robe, revealing his stern jawline, and his eyes were black and gray, as if to show what kind of thoughts he had for the person in front of him in the past.

Zhuang Li's fingertips moved slightly, and the corners of his cold lips turned down, "I promised him three years ago... If I fail to complete the task, I will die."