Yun Qiyou sat lazily on the bench of Qingluan Pavilion, looking at the two striking moons above his head.
What the old storyteller in Juxian Manor said today made her feel uneasy.
Many times, she subconsciously forgot her identity as a Seventh Generation Hatred, but the ruthless reality brought her memory back time and time again.
Seven generations of enemies, eight reincarnations, two moons in the same sky, three lifetimes of entanglement.
She originally thought that she and Ye Xiaochuan were a destined couple, but now another Nangong Bat appeared, making her feel that her love with Ye Xiaochuan was not always smooth sailing.
She recalled the vision she saw through the divine water on the ancient sacred tree in northern Xinjiang.
Every time she thought of that dream-like, yet extremely real scene, she would blush.
This time, she didn't blush.
She began to face this relationship with a calm attitude.
She has been mentally and physically prepared, so she is no longer shy.
However, when she thought of what Ye Xiaochuan saw in Shenshui Fantasy Land, her expression changed slightly.
What she saw was that she and Ye Xiaochuan were in an inseparable relationship, heading to the top of Wushan Mountain together.
What Ye Xiaochuan saw was just the opposite. The two turned against each other and were engaged in a life-and-death fight.
She was scared, she was really scared.
I used to feel that I was a couple of seven generations, and nothing could separate me from Ye Xiaochuan.
Now that Nangong Bat was a variable, she knew that the gears of fate had begun to turn. The fate of the three of them was not something she could control, but was in the hands of the Lord of Heaven.
To get engaged, the only way to make her feel at ease is to hurry up, sign the marriage contract, and confirm the title. Yang Liudi did not go up the stairs because it was too slow, so he flew up from the Yuanshui Xiaozhu below with a whoosh, stood on the fairy sword, and said:
"Little junior sister, why are you still here in a daze? Hurry up. The sisters have already sewn a few clothes. Come down and try them on.
Try it."
Yun Qiyou nodded and said, "Come right now."
After returning from Xifeng City in the evening, the women in Yuanshui Xiaozhu went crazy with joy. In addition to the many brocades, satin, jewelry and rouge they bought in Xifeng City, the master also sent people to deliver more than a dozen large boxes.
A group of girls didn't even eat dinner. Under the leadership of the skillful Guo Hui and Hong Juer, a dozen girls have been designing and sewing clothes, some for themselves and some for Yun Qiyou.
Yun Qiyou just couldn't stand the chatter of those senior sisters, so as soon as it got dark, she went to Qingluan Pavilion to hide in peace.
There is no way to hide now, so I can only follow Yang Liudi back to try on some clothes.
Not long after the two girls flew down from Qingluan Pavilion, in a dark corner on the steep cliff, a figure slowly floated out of the darkness.
It turned out to be Cangyun Sect’s eldest brother, Gu Jianchi.
The ancient sword pool landed lightly in Qingluan Pavilion, and he stood in front of the wooden bench where Yun Qiyou was sitting just now, with a complicated expression and painful eyes.
Over the years, he has been hiding his inner feelings. No one except Sun Yao knew that he had always had a deep love for Yun Qiyou.
However, now Yun Qiyou is about to get engaged to Ye Xiaochuan.
He couldn't understand why Ye Xiaochuan had been a dandy disciple since he was a child, wandering in the black market, eating, drinking, gambling, cheating, and cheating. Why did Junior Sister Yun fall in love with him back then? Why was Ye Xiaochuan the Seventh Generation's Rage and not himself.
He is a smart man, and he knows very well that once Yun Qiyou and Ye Xiaochuan get engaged, he will lose not only his beloved woman, but also his unparalleled power.
His eyes gradually became colder, and finally turned out to be full of anger.
He murmured: "Master, I have been working as a cow and horse for Cangyun for so many years, why did you choose Ye Xiaochuan as your successor? Is it just because he wants to marry the daughter of the evil god?"
When it's daybreak, there are mountains and bamboo forests behind Samsara Peak.
A black shadow fell silently on the edge of the bamboo forest, transforming into a woman wearing night clothes and a veil.
She looked at the large bamboo forest in front of her, her bright eyes flashing with suspicion.
This bamboo forest is unusual. It contains a mysterious magic circle and seems to have a magic circle barrier. It is not easy to break through.
What's more, there have long been rumors in the world that many elders of the virtuous generation of Cangyun Sect are living in seclusion in the bamboo forest in the back mountain of Samsara Peak. Even if she can break through the bamboo forest barrier, it is impossible to rescue her from so many masters.
people.
At this moment, a man's voice slowly came from the bamboo forest: "Why are you coming?"
The woman in black was startled, and when she looked up, she saw a young man in blue clothing, holding a sheathed sword in his hand, slowly walking out of the bamboo forest.
There was a bit of regret in the man's eyes, as if he didn't want to see the woman in black here.
The woman in black looked at the man walking slowly, her voice was a little hoarse, and said: "Ye Xiaochuan. I didn't expect you to be here."
Ye Xiaochuan said slowly: "I am waiting for someone, but in my heart I don't want to wait for that person."
The woman in black said: "Am I the one you want to wait for?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "I really hope you are not."
The woman in black said: "Oh, it seems that your wish may have come true. I may not be the person you are waiting for." Ye Xiaochuan looked at the edgeless sword tightly held in his hand and said word by word:
"Miss Xiaoya, I know you are a kind person, otherwise my master and my sister and I would not be alive today. I don't want to fight with you, and you will be captured without mercy. I will protect you."
Life."
The woman in black was silent for a while, then reached out and untied her veil, revealing her beautiful and delicate cheeks.
It is Yuan Xiaolou.
Ye Xiaochuan looked up at Yuan Xiaolou, not surprised at all, but a little unbearable.
Tonight, he took advantage of the old alcoholic master's appointment as a disciple and kept drinking until late at night. Both the master and the disciple were drunk alone, but Yang Jiujiu and Xiaozhu carried them to their bedroom to rest.
All of this was done by him for Yuan Xiaolou to see.
He wanted Yuan Xiaolou to think that he had drunk to the point of unconsciousness, so that he could go about his business with peace of mind.
Ye Xiaochuan really hoped that he had guessed wrong, but he actually waited for Yuan Xiaolou here, which made him feel a little unbearable.
She was obviously a good girl with a kind heart, so why did she have to embark on this road of no return? Yuan Xiaolou had no intention of running away thousands of miles away. She stared at Ye Xiaochuan and said softly: "It seems that tonight
You did everything on purpose to show me, from the chat on the mountainside to the hangover tonight, all to lure me into your plan. You have always been suspicious of me, but I can't figure it out. I haven't done any harm.
Why do you still doubt me about your affair with Taoist Qingfeng? Where did I expose my flaw?"
