The stars are so bright tonight.
Shui Miaomiao must always look at the sky, otherwise her eyes will be drawn away by Wen Renxian's handsome profile.
"Alas~" Shui Miaomiao sighed.
"Why are you sighing?" Wen Renxian asked nervously. He knew that he was a little out of control today. He rushed to Jiuchengqiu's room and showed his timidity. Will Shui Miaomiao be shocked?
"This night scene is so picturesque and poetic, but I can't appreciate it." She was very tired and her neck hurt, so Shui Miaomiao simply closed her eyes.
"There will be more in the future. I will accompany Miaomiao." Wen Renxian looked up at the night sky and tightened his arms. Shui Miaomiao struggled slightly, but she still wanted to get down and leave by herself.
But after a second thought, she gave up. She was wrapped in the cloak like a swaddling baby, and Wen Renxian's movements in holding her were so pious and gentle.
It's not like hugging someone, but a treasure. As a treasure, Shui Miaomiao doesn't dare to move.
But luckily it didn't last long.
Wenrenxian was galloping all the way, and there was no time for a cup of tea from Renjing Xiaozhu to Yinyuetan. However, Shui Miaomiao fell asleep early again. The cloak was too warm.
The night sky tonight is indeed rare and clear. The moon is covered by the stars in the sky. The stars are like countless silver beads, densely embedded in the night sky, shining with dreamy light.
Reflected on the water of Yinyue Lake, it looks like mist but not mist, like a dream or illusion. The condensed green silk shawl and tulle plain clothes stand lightly on the Yiyue Lake.
The sword in hand is not stained by dust, absorbing the light of the stars in the sky.
Leng Ningchi moved along with the ripples caressed by the wind on the water. His movements were sharp, graceful and elegant, and contained power that could break the flow of water.
Looking back at the unparalleled appearance, she is cold and elegant without any makeup, overwhelming the brilliance of the stars, and contrasting with her independent and celestial appearance, which is stunning and dazzling.
Wen Renxian, who was holding Shui Miaomiao, walked into Yinyuetan and stepped on the gravel road, making a slight sound.
Surprised by Wen Renxian's arrival, Leng Ning hurriedly greeted her and saluted. When she raised her eyes, she realized that Wen Renxian was still holding a small thing in her arms.
"Miao?"
Shui Miaomiao should be the only one who could make Wen Renxian so solemn. Leng Ningchi opened her mouth slightly but didn't say a word. All that was left in front of her was Wen Renxian's back.
From the beginning to the end, Wen Renxian didn't even look at Leng Ningchi, as if he didn't notice.
But how could he not realize that it was just that his mind was not here, and he was completely ignored. Leng Ningchi looked away and unconsciously touched his face with his hand.
Master always thinks that she causes trouble when she goes out too much. Does she know that there are times when she cannot stand out in the eyes of others?
Obviously I am tired of those people's eyes, but why am I seeking trouble here.
After sending Shui Miaomiao back to her room, Wenrenxian didn't stay long.
On the second floor, holding on to the railing, Wen Renxian looked down into the wind.
Leng Ningchi stood on the Milky Way, her sleeves fluttering, her hair flying, and her body cold. She lowered her eyes slightly, her long and curly eyelashes were speckled with frost, and there was a new sadness in her gaze.
Wen Renxian was startled, frowned, and rubbed his forehead. He shouldn't have stayed for a long time. It was already late at night, but he couldn't turn a blind eye.
For countless nights, my mother was like this, wearing only cold clothes and stepping on the frozen moon, standing outside the door of her room with a look of sadness.
She thought she was asleep, but unfortunately he wasn't.
Countless times, Wen Renxian wanted to rush out and ask her mother, why didn't she come in? Why don't you hug yourself? Why are you always depressed? Why are you looking at yourself sadly? And why do you always ignore yourself? Why?
Turning over and jumping down from the second floor, Wen Renxian walked towards Yinyue Lake and kindly reminded, "Yinyue Lake will be cold at night, so it's best not to get too close to it in winter."
The voice was like the warm breeze of early spring. Leng Ningchi's expression trembled. He looked up and saw Wen Renxian walking towards him, smiling and intoxicated with the stars in the sky.
The corners of her skirt were flying, and the ripples on the water were lingering. Leng Ningchi stepped onto the shore and walked to Wen Renxian's side. She felt an unprecedented peace in her heart, showing a bit of the shyness of a daughter's family.
After coming back to his senses, Wen Renxian looked at Leng Ningchi beside him, and his eyes became softer unconsciously.
As Lan Jixuan said, Leng Ningchi and Shui Miaomiao have been together for a long time, and the two have become more and more similar, with some expressions and some movements.
Wen Renxian easily decoded Leng Ningchi's thoughts, "Uneasy? Did you encounter something terrible?"
"Yeah." Thinking of the frozen skeleton that night, he was still scared and hugged his arms, "I almost died."
Leng Ningchi is not cold, and the trembling is due to fear, but blocking the wind and cold will make him feel better, so Wen Renxian should put some clothes on Leng Ningchi, and the optional cloak has been given to Shui Miaomiao.
Wen Renxian stopped asking. Although he wanted to know what happened during this outing, he would not poke anyone's wounds.
The Hidden Immortal Sword was unsheathed and instantly suppressed the cold wind around it.
Leng Ning looked over his head and looked at Wen Renxian's clear eyes with grateful eyes, "I will teach you a move that can be used in life or death. If you are fearless, you will have no regrets. You can kill all things."
With one move, it seemed to split the night into two, the stars trembled and hid, and a bright moon passed through the clouds, spreading its soft light.
Leng Ningchi raised his head and looked at the moon. It was obviously broken and suppressed by the stars, but it was so beautiful at the moment, enveloped by its light. The noise and disturbance seemed to have nothing to do with him. Leng Ningchi could only hear himself beating wildly. My heart is almost out of control.
Sheathing his sword, Wenrenxian landed in front of Leng Ningchi. The two looked at each other. The moonlight falling down was too bright to see their expressions clearly. "Do you understand?"
Wen Renxian is a dedicated teacher, "I can demonstrate it again."
I really want Wen Renxian to demonstrate it once, it's so beautiful, but she already understands it, can she say no?
Leng Ningchi pinched her hand and recalled her calm thoughts. She shouldn't be like this. Her most important thing now is to improve her strength.
"I understand, thank you Lingjun for your guidance."
Before the gift was given, Wen Renxian stopped him, "No need to be too polite. You have talent. Practice it first. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me. You are Miaomiao's friend. I want you to take good care of Miaomiao in the future." ·····”
Wen Renxian said goodbye and left.
Leng Ning stood dazedly beside the Yinyue Pond. The conversation with Wen Renxian always revolved around Shui Miaomiao. She thought it would be different this time.
Taught myself the ultimate move.
In the future, Shui Miaomiao will no longer be in front of him when he is in danger.
This is good, it is what Leng Ningchi wants, but if he still fails to kill the enemy with this move, he has no way of knowing what will happen next, right?
Wen Renxian warned not to go near Yinyue Lake at night.
Leng Ningchi, who had been silent for a long time, finally stepped onto the water again. There were many ripples, and in the end, the entire Yinyue Lake shook after being overwhelmed by the weight.
Under the cold light of Immortality, Leng Ningchi studied the moves taught by Wen Renxian seriously. With an unpredictable expression, he seemed to be crying, smiling and angry, and chopped down the bold and tentative stars in the sky, one after another. pieces······
