Seeing him sitting quietly on the bed and silently contemplating, Mo Xueqiansu's heart trembled in an instant.

She was so scared that he would blame her for knowing everything but saying nothing.

She was so scared that he would choose to turn around and leave her.

"Are you getting better? Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?" I couldn't help but feel panic. My arms raised were not sure where to put them. My lips were shaking, "Or ~ I'm a little thirsty, I'll pour you water."

Chi Yunxiao frowned and came back to his senses, turned his cheek, and looked at her at the moment. He really didn't know what else he could say.

She is always proud on weekdays and will never lose her manners no matter where she is.

But now, her words and deeds have changed like this?

He saw every move of her, but he couldn't explain it.

"Qiansu, I want to go..."

Her body trembled weakly, and she instantly knocked over the teacup in her hand.

The eyebrows twitched, and tears were found in the eyes.

Can you not listen? She didn't want to listen. She wanted to avoid it, so she bent down and squatted, picking up porcelain cups that fell on the ground by the bed.

"Stop picking it up." He knew, her concern.

At this moment, he hangs down and does not lift it, and he also relies on the process of cleaning up the slag to relieve the fluctuating emotions.

But if this continues, everyone will have a barrier in their hearts.

"Are you okay?" He still asked this question knowingly.

She secretly swallowed her breath, raised her forehead, and smiled, "It's okay, I'm a little tired of practicing qigong recently!" After that, she put the slag cup on the ground on the wooden table, and raised her finger and flipped up another pair of porcelain cups.

Control your arms to prevent them from shaking, and fill a glass of water smoothly.

Pretending to be calm, he walked back to the bed and handed the porcelain cup to his hand.

He took it slowly and looked at her for a while, but the words he wanted to find the answer turned around the corner of his mouth for a while, but still couldn't fall.

————Separation line———

The coldness fell at dusk, which made him think of the coldness of Ling Leyao at that moment. Although the eyes showed tenderness, it was not like what he had known in the past.

Chi Yunxiao turned to the stone bridge in front of Buying Pavilion with a sigh.

It seemed that I heard his sadness, and the iron door that had not been exposed for a long time opened in an instant.

The long white gauze thorned with peony lace came into his eyes instantly.

He moved the corners of his lips slightly, "I already knew everything about yesterday."

"Senior sister..." She knew what he was worried about.

"Follow me." He slowly moved his steps and led him into the courtyard in the front hall of Buying Pavilion.

Chi Yunxiao swung his long sleeves and stepped to catch up.

The two mysterious iron gates at the gatehouse seemed to be guarding the disciples, but they were very "rigorous". The moment he stepped in, they quietly closed.

"Senior sister, do you have a way to make me remember the past?" He chased her very quickly and followed her closely.

Before she could turn her head, she asked questions.

In an instant, Baiyi looked back and raised her hand to signal him to sit at the stone table beside her.

"I can't help you find all your memories, but you may be able to take them back." Before he finished speaking, his palm turned and twisted his support.

The small snow-white vortex whirls gently rotated in the palm of the palm, moved down in an instant, and floated into the porcelain cup in front of the table.

"Senior sister, is this?" The soft light in her eyes flashed constantly, and she actually used the secret technique of seeking immortals for him.

For thousands of years, no one has mentioned it, and he is about to forget this spell.

"Drink it and go find your memory."

He heard this and did not hesitate any longer, he immediately raised his head and poured it into his throat. He wanted to continue saying a few words, but before he could spit it out, he was already drowsy and lying down to the corner of the table.

The white dress gently swung, leaving Yu Meng with his front edge. He felt the pain of sagging and whipping with his hands.

She can weave a dream for her junior brother.

But, I can't fulfill my next dream.

At some point, the black iron door behind him slowly opened.

She knew without looking directly at her side, and that it was a pair of deep eyes that had never been old for thousands of years.

Unfortunately, they are still getting further and further away.

Yang Xuanting lowered his eyes and looked at the sleeping Chi Yunxiao.

"You actually used the "soul-pointing technique" for him, you..."

"No obstacle." Originally, a little light could see half of his robe. But at this moment, she turned her body cruelly and turned her back to him, even saying pitifully.

Yang Xuanting naturally knew that "soul-spotting technique" is the secret technique of seeking immortals. It is a unique magic passed down by ancestors of all generations to the Lord of Buying Pavilion.

But if you want to use it, you must spend seven success powers. If you suffer severely, you will also suffer from sharp weapons and pound your chest.

He always remembered the battle back then.

In order to save him, she fell to the bottom of the seventh level of the heaven, and thus she destroyed the scars of eternal life.

"I have been looking for immortals for many years, but I don't know that you are still here."

"Then where should I go?"

Yang Xuanting lowered his forehead and quietly lost his words.

"Take Junior Brother Yunxiao back. He can't wake up for a while. It will take at least three hours."

"How are you all these years?" Although the relationship cannot be forced, he always remembers the past of their studies together. In addition, she once blocked him the "Three Lives of Dreams" in late autumn.

She didn't answer the question, just repeating it again, "Take him away."

“…”

"I am used to being quiet here all year round, and I can't serve two immortals." After that, I waved my sleeves and left.

Yang Xuanting couldn't help calling out her name at this moment, "Miaoziqing."

Since many years ago, he has only called her name, which is different from others and closer.

Perhaps, this is what made her obsessed with for thousands of years.

But ~ At this moment, she has already looked down on the past.

...

Chi Yunxiao ran around in his dream. He saw a purple-clad dress standing beside him and teasing naughtyly, but when he wanted to reach out and grab her shoulder, it disappeared like a cloud of smoke instantly.

There is also the scene where the red dress is wearing, as if he has made a vow to the sky and the earth. Every word lingers in my ears, but it is covered by thick smoke, so I can't see clearly or touch it.

He wanted to get closer, dig through the clouds and fog, and move forward constantly, but the shadow became farther and farther.

The soles of my feet changed and I tried my best to catch up, but I still couldn't catch up.

He couldn't catch her, and even his fair cheek could not see clearly.

My heartache was unbearable in a moment, and my eyes were wet in a moment.

Gradually he opened his eyes and found that he was still lying in the Rifeng Hall. Mo Xueqiansu was still taking care of him in front of the bed.

"You're awake."

"How long have I slept?"

"Twelve hours."

It turns out that as the legend says, the deeper the memory, the longer the time you sleep.

Looking for the fairyland, the unique magic of Buyingge.

This time, he had learned it.

He cursed himself and cursed the corners of his mouth, then he blinked his eyelids to cover up all his thoughts.

"Master! It's not good!" Yan Feng ran nervously from outside the door. He wanted to say what he wanted, but Mo Xueqiansu was there, and when he said something, he kept it back.

"What's the matter?" He looked at his disciple's expression and knew that there were serious and anxious things.

But he always bowed his head and dared not say anything.

“Speak quickly~”
Chapter completed!