Under the bright moon in the sky, beside the clear lake, I saw a man and a woman standing in front of and behind each other, less than a few feet apart.

The cool breeze blew by, causing waves to appear on the originally lake surface...the waves...hit the hard rocks on the shore of the lake, causing drops of water to splash.

"What are you doing here?"

Under the moon, the woman is dressed in white and outshines the snow, with a slanted sword standing low in the sky, three thousand green hairs dancing in the wind, her back to the handsome man, and her cold words echoing in the night sky.

"Tonight the moonlight is charming. I was so worried that I went out to walk around. Unexpectedly, I saw Miss Xiaoyu dancing with a sword here, so I couldn't help but praise her."

The man didn't mind the woman's cold words that were repulsive to others, as if he had been used to it for a long time, he smiled slightly and said.

"Why bother? You are not him."

After a long time, the woman sighed softly, without saying anything else, and slowly walked towards the bamboo building ahead.

"Miss Xiaoyu, stay...!"

Seeing that the lady was about to leave, the man panicked and immediately chased her forward.

——Zheng…

As if feeling the murderous intention in the master's heart, he saw the long sword in the woman's hand suddenly come out, with the sword between the two of them. The divine sword groaned softly, bursting out with bursts of white light, with murderous intent.

"Protected by the divine sword?"

Suddenly blocked by this sword, the man's expression changed slightly. Just when he was about to speak, the cold voice of the woman in front of him came again: "If you take another step forward, kill...!"

…

The moon shines brightly and the wind blows.

The silver sword that was blocking the man's body had disappeared at this moment. He stood there in a daze, looking at the beauty's disappearing back with a complicated expression.

How many times has this happened? You would rather look at the moon and think about the music alone every night than give me a chance, just because I am not him?

The white clothes were fluttering in the wind. Under the moonlight, the man clenched his fists. The words "You are not him" pierced into his heart like the tip of a needle. How could he bear being rejected by women again and again?

--roar

He looked up to the sky and roared, he was unwilling, he roared, he was helpless...

…

"How many times has this happened?"

After the madness, the corners of the man's mouth twitched slightly, looking at his reflection in the lake, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"Miss, the young master really likes sister Xiaoyu?"

Not far away, in the small bamboo house, Yang Xinyi and the maid Yue'er stood by the window, looking at the lonely white figure by the lake. The little maid next to them asked softly, her fair little face full of confusion.

"Luohua is intentional, flowing water is ruthless. The eldest brother is wild and unruly by nature. He has traveled to the Divine Continent since he was a child. Although he has achieved amazing cultivation, he knows nothing about men and women. Khan, Miss Xiaoyu has such deep love for Tianluo that it is impossible to

It’s not something he can experience, nor can he understand!”

Yang Xinyi sighed softly, her expression gloomy, and she couldn't help but think of the scene four years ago when Li Tianluo left Bihai Palace with his deceased lover in his arms. At that time, she really wanted to go up and stop him, but she hesitated and failed to take the step after all.

That step. In fact, when talking about men, she herself is not the same. She died for him and her. She stayed for four years, but another 'she' appeared. 'She' was deeply affectionate for him, and now

But just like her.

...

Love is easy to be hurt, but love is hard to break;

How can one know the bitterness of love without being ruthless?

With the girl's support, Yang Xinyi slowly sat back on the bed, her eyes already moist.

…

Nanhuo Palace is still as quiet as usual. Yesterday's battle with Fei Zheng, although the impact was wide, is actually a bit insignificant compared to Nanhuo Palace, which occupies an extremely large area and is surrounded by thousands of lakes and islands.

"Haha, little brother Xing Yu, if you hadn't taken action this time, I might have been escaped by Fei Zong."

In the reception hall of Nanhuo Palace, Murong Sheng was seen holding the wine glass high in his hand, staggering towards Xing Yu and laughing loudly.

"Haha, senior Murong has given you the award. I respect you, my junior, for doing it first."

Ever since he came in, Murong Sheng and others kept praising him, which really made him feel uncomfortable. His face turned red, and he immediately picked up the wine glass in his hand and saluted them.

"Brother Yan, I wonder if there is any news about Brother Li about the cash?"

Xing Yu put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at Yan Xiaolong who was chatting with Yang Luoqing opposite, and asked.

"A year ago, there has been no news since Junior Brother Li was taken away by that mysterious man."

Hearing Xing Yu's sudden mention of Li Tianluo, Yan Xiaolong's face was startled, and then he showed a bit of disappointment and sadness, and said softly.

Yang Luoqing, Xiao Ziyi and others next to them shook their heads one after another, with pity on their faces.

"Oh, I wonder how Brother Li is doing now!"

Xing Yu sat back down, feeling a little depressed after hearing the news.

On the other side, I saw two stunning women sitting leisurely on the small pool, muttering to each other and not knowing what they were talking about. Their sweet laughter could be heard from time to time. The two women were none other than Murong Yudie and Shuang Yue. Since the battle yesterday,

After that, the two women hit it off and they were both extroverts, so they quickly got together. When they got up early this morning, the two women originally planned to invite Xing Yu and Yan Xiaolong to come to the Biyou Lake to enjoy the lotus.

Unexpectedly, the two gentlemen were having a drink with Murong Sheng and others in the living room. In desperation, the two women had no choice but to row their own boat here.

"Sister Shuangyue, can you tell me about Li Tianluo?"

On the boat, Murong Yudie suddenly seemed to remember something, her big watery eyes blinked, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

"Well…!"

Shuangyue was stunned for a moment, looked at Murong Yudie curiously, and said: "Sister, why are you asking this? Could it be..."

"Sister Shuangyue, where are you thinking? Tell me quickly. I'm really curious about what kind of person Li Tianluo is."

Seeing Shuang Yue's hesitation, Murong Yudie immediately acted rogue, looking at Shuang Yue pitifully with her big eyes, shaking her arms, and said coquettishly.

"Oh...Okay, I say that's it!"

Really unable to defeat this eldest lady, Shuangyue's face turned slightly red and she nodded helplessly.

…

"That little sister Ling'er is so pitiful. Huh, this piece of shit Li Tianluo, everyone is dead, and he is still wandering around with his body in his arms, looking for some kind of cure! How can there be such a wonderful way to bring the dead back to life in the world? I really can't do it.

I understand what he thinks..."

After listening to Shuang Yue's story, Murong Yudie stood up suddenly, and even Shuang Yue next to her was startled. She was seen standing on the deck of the boat angrily, holding her waist with both hands.

He kept cursing Li Tianluo, looking at his posture, as if he had been wronged, and he looked like he was cursing.

Looking at the angry Miss Murong, Shuang Yue's face was full of embarrassment. She didn't know what to say for a moment. Although she intended to defend Li Tianluo, she felt a huge pain in her heart when she thought of Ling'er who died for Li Tianluo four years ago.
Chapter completed!