Immortals come on the moon

"Xiao Zhuang?" Song Minhuan knew that Zhuang Li should be talking about him, so he is not angry anymore?A commanding tone.

He guessed that Zhuang Li had something to say to him, removed Shen Yingxue's hand on the back of his neck, thought for a while and said, "Master, I'll go over there."

Shen Yingxue withdrew her fingertips, her face was gentle, and she said with a "hmm", "Come back earlier, I also have something to say to you."

"Okay." Song Minhuan wanted to know what Shen Yingxue was going to tell him, so he suppressed his curiosity.

Seeing the turbulent undercurrents of the master and apprentice, Meng Qi didn't participate in it, and patted the wine jar in the corner beside him, "Shanshan, here is the wine made by the little dwarf. I will take you to taste it tonight. It is definitely better than the wine made by your junior brother." delicious."

"Okay," Song Min laughed happily, and looked at the wine jar in the corner, "Xiaozhuang's wine is not bad, let's taste it together later."

He followed Zhuang Li out, and Zhuang Li led him out of the yard.The night was cold, and the pear blossoms under the pear trees fell to the ground. This place is remote, and there are empty bluestone courtyards everywhere.

"Xiaozhuang, do you have something to tell me?"

"Well," Zhuang Li said in a low voice, still holding the sword in his hand, "I'm leaving."

The moonlight fell on Zhuang Li, Zhuang Li stared at him, there seemed to be a thousand words in his eyes, his tall and straight figure was in the dark, and he opened his mouth without waiting for him to ask.

"This time, I won't go back with you."

"They have Situ Shen's whereabouts...I want to take revenge."

Song Minhuan was slightly taken aback when he heard it, he vaguely guessed what Zhuang Li would say to him, and he really heard it, but still felt a little unreal, and felt a little empty in his heart.

"You want to go with them? When...why did you leave so early? Why didn't you discuss with us when you made the decision...what if they harm you?"

In his eyes, Zhuang Li is younger than him, and a junior junior is just a junior.Now that Junior Brother is leaving alone, how could he be at ease?

Although he knew that Zhuang Li's path was different from his, and he was prepared when Zhuang Li asked him last time, but he really wanted to leave, but he was still reluctant.

He never liked parting.

"Revenge... are you in such a hurry? Xiaozhuang, why don't you wait, it's too early."

"It's a lot late," Zhuang Li stroked the buckle of his sword with his fingertips, and there were a few crooked words "Zhuang Li calm down" on it.

He didn't know what he thought of, the corners of his lips were straightened into a cold straight line, and he raised his eyes and said, "If you are bullied, tell me, and I will help you return... If you have a bad life, you can also tell me, I will will take you away."

The boy's voice was very soft, carefully showing his heart like a clam shell.

"You know what I'm thinking. I should have taken you away. I thought about it for three days. You don't want to go with me, and I don't want you to be unhappy."

Zhuang Li also had a hard time imagining that he would say such words one day. The usually indifferent young man's voice became much gentler because he was about to say goodbye.

"You are kind to me, but I have bad thoughts towards you, maybe my nature is so despicable... I want to become strong too much, I want to snatch you away from Shen Yingxue, so I want to hurry up Grow up."

Originally he thought so... But in the end, he chose the latter between satisfying himself and making his senior brother happy.

He has only traveled a small part of his short life, and he was often tortured when he was young.

The young man's eyebrows were lowered, he was in the shadow, the moonlight fell on his shoulders, and there was a shadow between the two of them in a trance, and a faint line separated them to the two sides.

Zhuang Li had a look of treasure in his eyes, the always withdrawn and indifferent boy seemed to have grown a lot overnight.The corners of his lips seemed to be trying to pull out a smile, but he seldom smiled, and his smile was stiff and forced. Fortunately, he was born handsome, and it was good-looking to smile like this.

"If I can come back alive, I will definitely come to you."

Such promises are scattered in the evening wind, softly, with the solemnity of a young man.He was young at this time and had no scruples, so he said this after thinking about it, with the last sliver of expectation in his heart.

He wanted the boy in front of him to wait for him.

After he grows up and becomes capable, let the boy in front of him give him another chance.

He despicably used the friendship between them to deceive the young man... At the same time, he was deceiving himself and others, thinking that after many years, if they meet one day, he could take the position next to the young man.

The moonlight elongated the boy's figure, making that figure appear lonely and stubborn.

"Xiao Zhuang..."

Song Minhuan didn't expect that Zhuang Li would tell him this, he was so cautious, it was the first time he saw Zhuang Li like this... he was surprised, and he still had some inexplicable emotions.

He didn't want to see his junior brother look so humble, but it was a pity that he was the one who treated the humble. He saw the expectation in the other's eyes, opened his mouth, and felt that all words became difficult.

This is his junior brother, the boy he has been taking care of since he came here.Zhuang Li was uncomfortable, but he didn't feel good in his heart either, he didn't want Zhuang Li to be imprisoned by emotions like this.

Shen Yingxue was listening to the conversation between the big apprentice and Zhuang Li, and his fingertips touched a piece of medlar, and he was a little lost in thought. When he heard the sentence "If I can come back alive, I will definitely come to you", he couldn't help but touch his fingertips. Clenched slightly.

The sharp thorn pierced the skin, and blood flowed out in an instant.

"Xianjun, your hand—"

Meng Qi reminded aloud from the side, his eyes were full of surprise and disbelief, he never thought that Shen Yingxue would make such a low-level mistake.

What is this so engrossed in thinking?

Shen Yingxue came back to his senses, he looked down at his fingertips, the thin white light quickly stopped the bleeding from the wound.He withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, his face was still gentle, and when he raised his eyes, he had already covered the emotions in his eyes.

"If Shanshan comes back, let him find me."

Shen Yingxue said this in a warm voice, and her figure disappeared in place.

"Xiao Zhuang, you already have the answer in your heart...why do you ask me again?" Song Minhuan organized his words, his eyes were calm, "You don't need to worry about how I am doing."

"I will not be bullied in the sect, and the master will not treat me badly."

Song Minhuan: "And... I care about Master much more deeply than you imagined. Before he left the test, I admired him very much."

"If you leave, Master should also be worried. This matter needs to be discussed with him. Don't rush to make a decision."

The two of them stood facing each other, Song Minhuan frowned slightly, looked at Zhuang Li, and pursed his lips, "These words...it's meaningless to say now. I don't want you to go, but if you really want to leave , I won't stop you either."

"You are following the servant of the ghost world? How did he tell you that he can really be trusted?"

"I have no intention of trusting him," Zhuang Li said after a moment of silence, "He can help me become stronger... If I can do it one day, I will definitely kill him."

Zhuang Li's gaze was blank for a moment, and the stars shone in it in the night. He was like the North Star above, with only direction, but lonely and lonely, heavy and boring.

He has... nothing now.

Walking in the world with nothing in his hands, he only has a body full of blood and deep hatred. He wants to take revenge... But when is the revenge finished?The senior brother is also unwilling to have him, his existence seems meaningless.

Next, the young man in front of him was very concerned about him, frowning his eyebrows to worry about him, calling him "Xiao Zhuang" in a soft voice, he looked at the young man in front of him, but didn't listen to a word.

He didn't know how he got back, and he felt a dull pain in his heart, which was much more uncomfortable than when he was injured in a fight.The pain in his heart was given by his senior brother who had always been the best to him. He liked his senior brother so much on weekdays, but now he felt so uncomfortable.It was as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed in his throat, and he was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe.

It hurts when you get hurt, it hurts when you don't eat, it hurts when you offend someone, it hurts when you fight with someone, if he is a few years younger, he will definitely remember it, and it hurts when he likes his brother.

Zhuang Li was sitting by the bed alone, the candlelight reflected half of his face, and when the eyelashes drooped down, a shadow fell.He lowered his eyes and stared at the dagger in his hand, which he had casually picked up from his senior brother before.

The most precious thing in their clan of Sinan priests is their eyes.After reaching a certain level of cultivation, their eyes can see the origin of all things in the world.Disasters, spiritual blessings, auspiciousness, diseases, they can all see it.

At present, his cultivation base is still very low, and he can only vaguely feel people's emotions, which is why he can judge what people around him think of him.

Eyes are the biggest secret of their clan.

He never told anyone, and neither did Brother Cheap.

Now that he was going to take revenge, he might not be able to come back alive. Every step he took since he was born was a gamble with his life. This time... he also had the same determination.

Brother Cheap's cultivation will never be lower in the future, that person is too kind and not good at distinguishing the good from the bad around him.

If he wasn't here... When I met someone like him, I'm afraid I would treat him the same, but others might not let go like him.

Zhuang Li clenched the dagger tightly, no matter how much it hurts... there must be no pain in his heart that made him unbearable.

The moonlight spilled into the room through the curtains, and a few drops of crimson blood dripped on the ground.Zhuang Li's fingertips were pale, and the blood flowed down, and the dagger was also stained with blood.

Blood flowed out from his palm, he went out from his room, and went to the room of brother cheap next door, dripping dark color all over the floor.

Shen Yingxue was not around that day, he watched by the boy's bed for a long time.

The boy seemed unhappy today, probably because he had a conflict with Shen Yingxue, and the two were not together tonight.The young man on the bed slept neatly, but his brows were slightly furrowed, apparently he was not peaceful in his dream.

Is it because I make you unhappy?

Zhuang Li lowered his eyes, staring at the side face of the young man in a daze, feeling reluctant to let go.

Until the sound of paper cranes chirping came from a distance, he came back to his senses, reached out and touched the cheek of the young man on the bed, his blood-stained fingertips were a little cautious.

The fingertips touched the boy's eyebrows, and a ray of light penetrated into the boy's eyebrows.

The sandalwood window was opened and closed by someone, and the cold wind brought a little coolness. Nothing was left in the room, as if no one had ever been there.

……

There were a few figures on the eaves, Zhuang Li was wearing a black robe, his face was handsome, one eye was still the same, the other eye was gray, the inside was dim and lifeless.

Shuozhou held the black dimple knife in his hand, and looked surprised, "I haven't seen you for a few days...you made yourself like this?"

Bai Jingtang also took another look at Zhuang Li, "It's just blind in one eye, it's not too bad, let's go first... The master wants us to go there."

The moonlight was still thin and cool, and the three figures disappeared into the night together.At some point in the streets and alleys, the melodious and sad sound of the piano sounded, and the barren trees in the desert were desolate, as if silently expressing sorrow.