Ding Zhou Ji

Under the cool breeze and bright moon, between the fragrance of flowers and the sound of insects.The girl in the pink dress stared dumbfounded at the man in the green shirt, but was unable to say a word for a long while.

"Why, I haven't seen you for two days, so you don't know me anymore?" There was a warm smile in the joking words.

"Ah...Of course not..." He quickly lowered his head to conceal the panic in his heart, but he couldn't suppress the burning on his face no matter what.Just now, because he was only concerned about fighting spirit, he didn't notice the environment he was in at all.In the end, in front of Yin Fuque's door, Shui Yanhuan, who was not in good shape, said those words, and I don't know how much he heard.I hope, at that time, he hadn't fully woken up and didn't notice the movement outside...

Xiao Yimo couldn't help thinking wildly when a teacup was delivered to her face suddenly.It turned out that it was Yin Fuque who turned back to the house at some time, and brought a cup of warm tea: "Look at you sweating profusely, drink a glass of water first, it's not hot."

He secretly raised his eyes to see his calm and composed expression, drank the tea in his hands in two gulps, Xiao Yimo's heartbeat finally slowly returned to normal, although his cheeks on both sides were still a bit unusually flushed, but they were finally not as hot as before.

Taking the empty cup and putting it on the stone table under the flower stand in the courtyard, Yin Fuque asked casually, "How have you been these two days?"

"Well, it's pretty good... Oh yes, I saw Kong Xiao, the third master of Lianyunzhai at noon yesterday."

Yin Fuque seemed a little surprised: "Oh? How do you know he belongs to Kong Xiao?"

"He said it himself!" Then, he happily told Yin Fuque the whole conversation between her and Kong Xiao, and at the end he didn't forget to ask: "How is it, is it perfect? ​​I am very good at dealing with people. Is it great?".

Seeing her self-satisfaction, Yin Fuque's eyes suddenly flashed a strange look, but his face was full of appreciative smiles: "Not bad, not bad, amazing!" Then he changed the topic directly: "By the way, Were you and Yan Huan competing in lightness kungfu just now?"

Xiao Yimo's anger that had been suspended because of his embarrassment was drawn up again, and he snorted angrily: "Who has the kung fu to compete with this big rascal?"

"Could it be that he provoked you again?" Yin Fuque sat down with his shirt on.With his eyes, he signaled Xiao Yimo to sit beside him.

"Could it be that I went to provoke him?" Xiao Yimo angrily fell on the stone table.He muttered rather unwillingly: "I really didn't expect that he not only swam fast in the water, but also ran so fast when he landed..."

Yin Fuque smiled and comforted the unhappy Xiao Yimo: "Actually, your lightness skills are really good. It's just that his internal strength is much stronger than yours. That's why you are a little inferior." He's on top."

"But...he's not much older than me. Why is his internal strength so much stronger than mine?"

Yin Fuque clasped the stone table with his hand.He tilted his head and muttered: "Yan Huan's age does not match his cultivation level. If he is not a rare martial arts prodigy in the world, then it may only be because of some karmic fate that he could meet but cannot seek. chance?"

Xiao Yimo curled his lips disapprovingly: "I think he can only be a rogue genius!"

However, no matter how dissatisfied he is, he can only sigh helplessly right now.So after thinking about it, he asked curiously: "Then who is better between you and him?"

"Well... we won't know until tomorrow night when I have a competition with him."

Thinking of seeing Shui Yanhuan's two rows of big white teeth soon, Xiao Yimo's face collapsed involuntarily.But she immediately thought of another question: "Why are you asking him out for a drink tomorrow? Are you completely sober from the drink the day before yesterday?"

Yin Fuque couldn't help laughing: "What do you think?"

Xiao Yimo took a careful look, he seemed to be a little tired.It's really not that different from usual.I had no choice but to nagging again unwillingly: "Even if the hangover is gone, at least I have to rest for a few days?... By the way, I haven't asked yet. You won't really drink yourself this time. Are you very drunk?"

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Yin Fuque unconsciously fiddled with the empty teacup with his left hand: "After you left the night before yesterday, an unexpected visitor came."

"Who?"

"It's our Prince Yi."

"Gong Weiyi?!" Xiao Yimo was shocked immediately: "How did he come in? Why did he come to you? Is he alone?...Did you just drink and get drunk with him? What about others? Could it be that he has nothing to do with you?" Don't you have any children?..."

Yin Fuque looked with admiration at Xiao Yimo who was asking questions like a cannonball: "I'm really curious, how did you manage to ask so many questions in one go?"

After being stunned for a while, Xiao Yimo said angrily and anxiously: "Don't talk so much nonsense... answer me quickly!"

"Okay, okay, but... I don't remember what you asked..." Before she got annoyed, Yin Fuque hurriedly said: "He bought me half a jar of wine, and I gave him a bottle of wine." promise."

When Yin Fuque basically finished talking about the two drinking together that night, Xiao Yimo was already dumbfounded: "Gong Weiyi actually knew about the Dragon God?... But how did he know?...This matter How many people still know about the matter?... Oops!" She seemed to suddenly remember something: "Isn't tomorrow the seven days after you told Wang Dahan last time? You didn't ask him to arrange for us to go to Fengdingju So? Then you still have an appointment with Shui Yanhuan?"

"That's right. Life is still not muddled!" Yin Fuque couldn't help teasing her with a smile, and then said: "However, there is no need to go tomorrow."

"That's right...Since Gong Weiyi has arrived in Diancheng ahead of schedule, he will participate...he will definitely recognize us...then..."

Xiao Yimo muttered to himself, the more he thought about it, the more he felt chills in his heart, he couldn't help but tightly grasped Yin Fuque's left wrist which was resting on the table, and said angrily: "Then what should we do? It's too late to tell Wang Dahan?... Let's just say we won't go, won't something happen to him?... Why are you sitting here leisurely? Why don't you hurry up and find a way to remedy it?!... Could it be that you Do you want to watch others die again?!..."

She only cared about her anxiety and anger, and she didn't notice the flash of pain on Yin Fuque's face at all.And the helplessness and bitterness in the eyes.

"In your eyes, I'm still a cold-blooded person who is used to using other people's lives to build up my own achievements, right?"

A light sentence, but it was like a heavy hammer, which slammed into Xiao Yimo's heart.I don't know why, Yin Fuque's indifferent look and calm words made her feel almost suffocated, it was a kind of heavy exhaustion and sadness.The pressure brought about by...

Na Na wordlessly let go of her hand.She suddenly didn't dare to look at those pitch-black eyes.Intuitively, I should apologize, but I don't know where to start.So, there was only a flustered bowed head and silence.

"It's late, let's go to bed early. If there is anything, tell me tomorrow."

Seeing the hem of the light blue clothes disappear into the two closed doors, Xiao Yimo, who was sitting alone in the courtyard, unconsciously fiddled with the empty teacup on the table.

The gaze that swayed from side to side along the edge of the cup finally stopped at a bright red spot in the palm of my hand...