save white moonlight

Yan Yixi, no one has called this name for a long time. ---

It's been a long time, how long has it been?

The curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and the thin figure sitting cross-legged on the simple futon opened those eyes like the moon and stars.

The mist as if from another world flashed away in her eyes, but after a while, the black eyes regained their clarity, as if she had never experienced that chaotic absence.

The sound of knocking on the door seemed to be urging her to die, and a tall silhouette was projected on some old and damaged window paper. She didn't think much, and blurted out: "If you disturb my practice again, I will let you go back to Yanjia. "

The life-threatening knocking sound stopped as expected, but in return, it was a louder sound.

"boom!"

A burst of yellow light suddenly appeared from outside the door, and the faint light of the formation on the door flickered for less than a breath before being easily scattered like pieces of paper.The poor and fragile gate was smashed to pieces by the fist that penetrated straight in, and the tall figure that crossed the threshold also changed from blurred to clear.

The visitor's eyes were wide open, and the originally rough facial features also appeared a little ferocious because of the uncontrollable anger. The step by step shortening the distance between the door and the owner seemed to shake the heavens and the earth, just sitting cross-legged on the futon The person also felt a not weak tremor.

Before she could say anything, the other party's huge fist that smashed the door had already turned into a palm and swung at her. When she restrained her body's instinctive shrinking, it landed on the back of her neck, lightly shaking her. picked up.

The girl's figure was not as tall as the tall figure's chin, and the other party just raised his arms horizontally, and the figure as thin as a bean sprout had already lifted his feet off the ground, dangling in mid-air.

There was no unexpected struggle, the little girl just narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes naturally fell to her side, like a rabbit whose ears were pinched and unable to resist.

The tall figure frowned, but still snorted coldly: "I don't know what tricks you are playing again, but let me tell you, this is not a banquet house, and no one will protect you anymore, so you have no right to drive me back. I advise you You'd better be sensible, lest you suffer for nothing."

"Yan Yudie, why can't you let me go?"

The tall figure didn't make a sound, she dropped him to the ground without pity, and didn't care that the little girl staggered two steps and almost fell to the ground.

Yan Yudie looked at her distressed appearance, her eyes rolled with complex emotions, there seemed to be pleasure, pity, and a trace of unspeakable sorrow.

Sad, why sad?

"Stop talking nonsense, don't come with me!"

Yan Yudie walked to the door, turned around and saw the little girl holding the old clothes, but her footsteps did not move, and she gave her a hard look: "If you don't want to go by yourself, don't blame me to help you go! When someone outside sees—"

The little girl pursed her slightly black lips, and finally moved. ---

Yan Yudie knew how proud the other party was, even if she fell to the current situation, she still stood upright and refused to bow her head, and would never let anyone see her embarrassed.

Therefore, Yan Yudie was not worried that the other party would not keep up with her.

Dang first stepped out of the threshold and walked out. Not long after, he heard the chaotic footsteps behind him, trying to hide the mess.

Outside the old house is a deserted forest, with branches of various shapes stretching wantonly. There is only a crumbling yellow leaf on the branch, trembling in the wind, it is really deserted.

Just like the owner of this dilapidated hut, with all his teeth and claws, but lonely and helpless.

The two walked through the desolate forest, and after a short time, they crossed a boundary with distinct colors. The front is lush and lush, which is completely different from the bleakness behind, like two worlds.

After another walk, there was a faint sound, and as the footsteps advanced, it changed from vague to clear.

Someone is preaching.

The voice was distant, but undeniably familiar.When he got closer, he could clearly see the figure sitting on the simple platform.

It is undeniable that even if the other party sat there for only a few minutes

On the simple road platform raised by a piece of bluestone, it is difficult to hide its demeanor and independent demeanor.

The figure of the other party was easily imprinted in the eyes, but was scattered by the coldness in the black eyes.

Reluctant to take another step forward, the little girl who had never spoken again said coldly: "You interrupted my practice and attracted me just to show me this?"

"Your so-called practice is to do useless exercises with your legs crossed on that futon day after day? Instead of tossing around, why not come and listen to her sermon, maybe it can make you reborn."

Yan Yudie didn't turn her head. When she spoke, the little girl behind her could only see the tall figure.But even if she couldn't see it, the little girl could still guess that her expression at the moment must be that complicated and difficult to distinguish.

She sneered in her heart, why bother?

The relationship between master and servant in the past has long been broken, and now they hate each other, why should they be so hypocritical?

"Reborn, you think highly of her."

Her tone didn't fluctuate, and she didn't say anything to Yan Yudie, she turned around and was about to go back to the old house.

Naturally, the movements of the two cannot be concealed from the perception of the person on the platform.Seeing that the girl refused to take another step forward, she was about to turn around and go back. The man on the platform didn't care about preaching, and hurriedly called out to stop the other party: "Yixi!"

As soon as he blurted out the words, the man paused, his face changed, and he was in a bad mood.

Sure enough, because she suddenly interrupted the sermon, those disciples who had been listening with gusto also came back to their senses, and their eyes moved to the direction of her calling.

Seeing that figure clearly, someone yelled strangely: "Hey, isn't this the owner of our old house in the wild forest, the 'non-staff' disciple of the Lingyi Sect?"

As soon as his words came out, some people burst into laughter.

"I remember... what was her name?"

"Yan Yixi, the famous Yan family' noble daughter."

"Isn't it, Yixi Yixi, that's the morning light of the Yan family, and now we are fortunate to be illuminated by the condensed light of the millennium, and we will not be able to improve our cultivation in the future?"

"Go and make your thousand-year-old dream!"

"That's right, go make a weed futon, sit on it and meditate day and night, and dream about everything!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed again.

Between these questions and answers, the expressions of the preachers on the platform gradually became ugly.

But the thin and frail girl with her back to the Taoist platform tensed her back more and more, she was stubborn and didn't say a word, she didn't even have a rebuttal, she walked back steadily step by step.

"Yan Yixi!" Yan Yudie turned around sharply, looking at the figure that was clearly holding on to not revealing his weakness, but was crumbling in her eyes: "How long are you going to lie to yourself? That thing that shouldn't belong to you , do you have to take that dead end?"

The thin figure paused for a moment, the other party turned his head slowly, the starlight dissipated from his dark eyes and met Yan Yudie's eyes, the tall figure was shocked by his coldness.

When she came back to her senses again, that thin and small figure had gone away and became blurred.

Yan Yudie clenched her teeth tightly, and her clenched fist even made a creaking sound.

In the end, she still didn't catch up, and punched hard on the tree trunk beside her, a deep yellow light flashed, and the big tree that was hugged by the two exploded, and the debris scattered all over the ground.

Those who were still wantonly laughing stopped abruptly, looked at that person in amazement, and felt the vigorous anger emanating from her body, even though they still had something to say, they had to restrain themselves a lot.

The thin figure completely disappeared into the forest, and the figure on the platform withdrew its worried gaze, sighed softly, and suppressed his disturbed thoughts: "Okay, calm down."

The floating minds in the audience finally calmed down and refocused on the sermon. After the other party's simple explanation, they quickly fell into it and couldn't remember the episode just now.

Yan Yudie at the edge of the small dojo stood quietly, not knowing if she had listened to these words of gold and jade,

The anger on her body gradually calmed down, she looked deeply at the figure on the platform for a while, and finally turned around and left in another direction.

Sensing her movement, the people on the platform put their eyes on her without any trace, until she disappeared, then lowered their eyes slightly to cover up their thoughts.

Half a day later, the people on the stage gradually stopped talking, and the people below the stage still had more to say.

"This sermon is over, so let's go away."

"Fairy, can you talk to us again?"

"Yeah, it's rare that an expert like you doesn't dislike our low talent, and is willing to preach for us. And I don't know if there will be a next time, can you talk more?"

People like them are the most aggressive, even if they risk offending an expert, they don't want to let go of such a meeting.Anyway, there is nothing to lose. If you can successfully retain people, even for a moment, then you have earned it.

However, their stalking didn't work. The slim figure standing on the stage didn't even say a word to them, and disappeared into the forest in the blink of an eye.

The regret is beyond words, but they have benefited a lot from hearing the sermon this time, and now it is time to digest it and turn it into strength. .

For a while, no one paid any attention to the ephemeral figure who was preaching.

It was already late at this time, and if it wasn't for a cultivator with clear eyes and ears, he would not be able to see clearly the way ahead.The figure that was walking leisurely turned around suddenly, and after traveling forward for a short while, it came to a barren forest.

In the dark night, the tangled branches overlapped and twisted into a hideous appearance, which looked extremely creepy.Pianran's figure couldn't help speeding up, and soon came to a small open space.

There is an old house standing here, an ordinary dilapidated house, the tiles on the roof are incomplete, and are barely blocked by tufts of thatch, so that there is no air leakage.

And at the door of the old house, there are only two broken wooden boards standing, but at the calf of the person, the noisy wind of the cold night blows wantonly, roaring, as if laughing at the thing that can barely be called a "door", how self-deceiving it is.

From the door to the house, there are still countless fragments, wood chips, and incomplete window lattices scattered. This is the wreckage of the wooden door, and the traces are still very new.

Her heart throbbed inexplicably, thinking of the tall figure that smashed the tree trunk with a punch just now, and her thin lips were well-shaped, she walked to the front of the house in two steps, paused for a moment with her outstretched slender fingers, and knocked on the door anyway. Along the side wooden wall.

"Who?!"

The still immature voice was filled with defense, like a trapped beast that was stubborn and refused to bow its head.

As if afraid of scaring her, the usually cold voice softened: "It's me."

"Jiang Ningshan?"

"Did you come to see my joke too?"