full of moonlight

The motorcade from Shihua Villa arrived at the foot of Ningqing Mountain the day before the date of the Wulin League. The disciples of Shijingmen who were waiting there rushed forward to greet them, and the leader was Yu Zhimin's eldest disciple Zhou Yannan.The etiquette of the group of talents is impeccable, Yu Zhimin is indeed a good disciple, and Shi Jingmen is worthy of being the pillar of the righteous way of martial arts today.

Xuan Yi met the guests in the carriage.Then Shi Jingmen's disciples got on their horses to guide them, and the team from Shihua Villa continued on its way.

Ningqing Mountain is not very dangerous. Most of the journey is a gentle slope, and the road has been repaired and paved by manpower. It is not a problem to run a horse or a car, but it becomes slightly steeper near the Shijingmen on the top of the mountain. It is paved with stone steps and can only be walked up. .This is also where the first mountain gate of Shijingmen is located.

Everyone reined in their horses and dismounted one after another.

The guard opened up the curtain, and Xuan Yi got out of the carriage. Zhou Yannan was about to step forward, but Xuan Yi turned around and raised his hand into the carriage, and then a hand that was as crystal as jade came out from the carriage, meeting the one that Xuan Yi stretched out. hold hands.

This hand was slender and clean, white and flawless, and extremely well maintained, but from the shape of the hand, it was easy to tell that it was a man's hand.

Immediately afterwards, a young gentleman leaned out of the car, looked around, but saw bright eyes and red lips, sandalwood like jade.

The disciples of Shijingmen were surprised. Xuan Yi, the owner of Shihua Villa, is a self-disciplined person, and there are no romantic rumors in the rivers and lakes, but the way he is carefully helping this person get off the carriage shows that he cherishes this person , could not help arousing the curiosity of most people.

Although everyone knew that Xuan Yi had a younger brother, none of the dozen or so disciples present, including Zhou Yannan, connected Yue with Xuan Lang.After all, Xuan Yi looked at Yue with a tender and loving gaze, not at all the look of an older brother looking at his younger brother.

"This is Ah Yue, my...good friend." When Xuan Yi introduced Yue, he paused imperceptibly.At that moment, he felt dissatisfied that this position seemed to alienate him from Yue.

Zhou Yannan glanced back to stop the private peeping gazes of several juniors. Then he greeted Yue politely with his usual expression, and then said to Xuan Yi: "The master is waiting at the door, Master Xuan, please."

Xuan Yi nodded, and said to Yue in a gentle voice: "We're going up." Yue nodded and obediently responded.So Xuan Yi took the first step, holding Yue's hand and stepping up the stone steps leading to Shijingmen, and the others followed.

Yue walked beside Xuan Yi, poked his head to look around, and then looked at the main entrance of Shijingmen on a high place, and whispered in Xuan Yi's ear: "Xuan Yi, why is this place called 'Shijingmen'? ah?"

Xuan Yi smiled and explained to him: "Because there is a strange stone on the top of Ningqing Mountain, which is as smooth as a mirror and can reflect people's shadows. Senior Baili Yu, the founder of Shijingmen, realized a new realm of martial arts beside that strange stone and became a generation of masters. , and then established a sect here, hence the name 'Shijingmen'."

"So that's how it is!" Yue's curiosity was aroused, "I want to see that strange stone." "That strange stone is now a sacred object of the Shijingmen." Xuan Yi said to look closely. Zhou Yannan who followed him had questioning eyes.

Zhou Yannan smiled softly and modestly: "The stone mirror is now enshrined in the door. Although it is a sacred object for me, it does not hinder other people's moral appreciation. Master Xuan can take Young Master Yue to have a look."

"That's very good." Xuan Yi said, he also heard that as long as the stone at Shijingmen is not removed, it can be viewed by people, but it is more appropriate to ask.If they don't allow it, he will have to plan earlier, how to secretly take Yue to have a look without alarming everyone in the door.

Thinking of this, Xuan Yi couldn't help but feel a little funny in his heart. Since he took over as the owner of the villa, he has been serious for many years, and now facing Yue, he seems to have some signs of returning to his old ways.He turned to Yue beside him again, and said, "But not today, the horses and horses are exhausted, you need to rest, and I will take you to see it after the meeting tomorrow."

"Okay." Yue was not in a hurry, he knew that Xuan Yi was doing it for his own good, and he was happy to listen to Xuan Yi's words.

The atmosphere between the two of them was very harmonious. From time to time, they smiled and looked at each other, and then bit their ears and talked, and the people who followed had a kind of "Actually, in their eyes, I am just a tree and rock next to me". idea.

In the troubled times of feudal lords more than a hundred years ago, in order to resist the approach of the mighty Yunzhao Kingdom, Anyang Kingdom and Shangxuan Kingdom formed an alliance by marriage, and the fourth prince of Shangxuan married Prince Anyang as his concubine.After the royal family set this precedent, there gradually became male wives and male concubines among the powerful and common people.Today, marriage between men has entered the national law, and it is the most common thing.

Therefore, regarding the ambiguity between Xuan Yi and Yue, everyone just felt that it was a bit dazzling, and they didn't have any other negative thoughts such as "immoral".After all, they are from the martial arts world, and both of them are men, how can there be too much rigidity?

But I don't know whose young master this is, who is so favored by the owner of Shihua Villa?

Shijingmen had already arranged a clean courtyard for the group of Shihua Villa. After entering the gate, Xuan Yi placed Yue first and told him to rest in bed. Other martial arts heroes who have arrived.Because the moon was in his heart, Xuan Yi only exchanged a few words with them, then politely resigned from the welcome banquet and returned to the small courtyard.

It was almost dusk at this time, and the tired crow fluttered its wings and hid in the mountain forest, turning into several smaller and smaller black spots against the backdrop of the bloody setting sun.Xuan Yi glanced at it indifferently, and walked into the house.

As soon as he entered, he saw that under the window, the moon in elegant plain clothes was holding the window sill with his hands, half leaning against the wall, looking at the setting sun with a little ecstasy.There was a wind blowing, brushing Yue's hair, lightly brushed his fair cheeks, and fell scatteredly in front of his skirt.

Xuan Yi's originally peaceful heart suddenly jumped!

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Yue's expression was calm and his eyes were far away, which suddenly made Xuan Yi feel strange.Although he was still the same person, seeing him standing quietly like this, without joy or sorrow, the temperament he exuded felt different.

Like a lonely jade mountain, standing proudly in the frost and snow, it is outstanding and does not disturb the world of mortals.

Xuan Yi unconsciously slowed down his pace.

"Xuan Yi, you're back." Yue, who noticed the movement behind her, turned her head to see the person coming, a bright smile appeared on her face, and she walked forward happily, "So early? I thought you were going to be at night." So Can't help but stand by the window, watching the sunset.

With Yue's kind and natural behavior, the feeling of coldness and alienation that seemed to be otherworldly before dissipated, and the person she was familiar with was still in front of her eyes.Xuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking back to the inexplicable nervousness just now, he laughed secretly in his heart.

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A group of nobles gathered here, and they were about to discuss the major events of the past year, but they didn't know that in the hinterland of the Lianxiang Mountains in the distance, the Palace of Relics, which they called the head of the Demon Cult, was undergoing a bloody change.

In the inner hall of the Scarlet Smoke Palace, in the master bedroom, a middle-aged man was lying on the bed with his eyes closed in a peaceful manner.

Just out of breath.

Mo Linfeng knelt on the side of the bed with his back straight, looking at the person on the bed, his pupils were not as deep as usual, but like a layer of fog had formed.

Death, for Master, should be the long-awaited liberation, right?Voila, your face looks younger than usual, too.

But for the disciple raised by you, your passing is my incompetence, and failing to protect you is the guilt of my whole life.

"Master..." Mo Linfeng called softly, but this man would never open his eyes to respond to him again.

There were faint shouts of killing, the sound of weapons clashing, and other chaotic sounds coming from outside the hall. Mo Linfeng knelt quietly beside Wei Ci's bed as if he hadn't heard it.

"Brother Kong Yu has been waiting for you. Now that you are finally reunited, disciple is happy for you... But, disciple really deserves it, and I can't bear you..."

A drop of crystal liquid streaked across his handsome face, and landed on Mo Linfeng's black clothes, disappearing.

"I'm sorry, Master, I still haven't written about Yue's whereabouts. But don't worry, no matter what, Linfeng will definitely find Junior Brother back!" Mo Linfeng said firmly.

With a serious look on his face, he bent down and kowtowed six times to Wei Ci, and there was a sound when he touched the ground, then he straightened up and said, "While the moon is not here, the disciple will take his share. When he comes back, let him give it to you." You kowtow."

"The disciple is going to clean up the door." Mo Linfeng stood up, picked up the sword Qingyuan beside him, bowed his head to Wei Ci's body, and turned to leave.

On the west side of the Dust Palace, next to a dilapidated palace built on the mountain, a bloody young man was full of resentment, holding a bloody long sword, staring fiercely at the people who surrounded him.

In the encirclement circle formed by a large number of people, there were only him and a dozen injured subordinates, and many of these people were terrified and trembling, obviously unable to become combat power.

He cursed bitterly, but saw the people who were facing him with swords in front of them scattered to the two sides, making way for a way, and then a person he hated walked over, looking at him calmly.

"Mo, Lin, Feng!" Xue Nian called out the name word by word, his eyes were full of resentment, and his tone was filled with deep disgust.

Suddenly a dark object was thrown from the crowd and landed in front of Xue Nian, making a dull sound.Xue Nian looked intently, but it was Ge Fan's broken body.

Seeing that Xue Nian didn't show any expression of intolerance or sympathy, but took a step back with disgust on his face, Mo Linfeng sneered, and said, "Ge Fan committed the crime of conspiracy for you in vain. He died without a whole body, but he can't get you in exchange." A tinge of sadness."

"Oh, by the way, he's not for you, but for your mother, Xue Minmin." Seeing that Xue Nian seemed to want to say something, Mo Linfeng spoke first, "Ge Fan really has a deep love for your mother, give her the medicine to make her climb up." Another man's bed, and she's taking care of her son like this... I heard that you look like your mother, Xue Nian, have you ever let him hug you?"

Xue Nian was furious: "Shameless!" Mo Linfeng's words hit the point of his anger, which was absolutely unbearable in his heart.Although Ge Fan didn't have the ability and courage to do so, the expressions and eyes he secretly looked at him all showed his dirty thoughts nakedly.If it wasn't useful to keep this person, Mo Linfeng would have missed Ge Fanling a long time ago!

"Who is shameless?" Mo Linfeng rubbed the scabbard, his eyes were as cold as ice, and said softly, "Xue Nian, for the crime of killing his father, he will go to the eighteenth level of hell and never be reborn."