Xu Zhuchen fell into deep thought, and the room became quiet for a while. Xiao Mei sat quietly in the armchair with his eyes closed, and spent money to retie his bandages and hands without saying a word. None of the three of them spoke, and their thoughts were constantly spinning in their minds.
After a long time, a gust of night wind blew into the room, making Xu Zhuchen tremble. She stood up to close the window, and happened to see the hills and swamps covered with silver and snow outside the window. The moonlight is very good tonight, just like the night when they came and rode horses among the reeds. Xu Zhuchen suddenly felt deeply attached to Xiao Mei. Even though she was close at hand, Xu Zhuchen missed her so much that he wanted to rush to her side immediately and feel her skin and temperature, like sweet syrup and honey, melting into each other. One body, never separated.
On a summer night ten years ago, Xu Zhuchen sneaked out of bed while his mother was sleeping, put on his shoes, and tiptoed toward the backyard.
The night breeze is blowing, and the cicadas are chirping and the frogs are chirping. Dew condensed on the grass blades, falling with her footsteps. Xu Zhuchen covered his mouth with one hand, trying hard to cover up his laughter.
The door to the backyard was locked, but that didn't bother her at all. Xu Zhuchen kicked on the wall a few times, rose into the air, turned over and entered the backyard.
"Ah! Ah?"
The back courtyard was empty and seemed a little lonely. In the darkness, the swaying shadows of the grass and trees looked like legendary fox fairies and ghosts. There were few stars in the sky, and the half-moon shone brightly on her from afar. Xu Zhuchen walked to the foot of the neem tree based on his memory, stumbling along the way and constantly calling Xiao neem's name in a low voice.
"Azadirachta, where are you?" Xu Zhuchen did not dare to use Qing Gong for fear of attracting too much attention, so he had to move forward by feeling the stones, "Come out quickly, I have thought of your words!"
After finally reaching the tree, there was still no sign of Xiao Mei. Xu Zhuchen was tired from shouting and leaned on the tree with some frustration, when a burst of laughter suddenly came from his ears.
"If you think about it, tell me." A handsome figure jumped down from the tree, holding a bunch of fire in the palm of his hand. Xiao Mei opened his hand in front of Xu Zhuchen, and the dancing flame jumped up and illuminated the faces of the two people.
Xu Zhuchen was already familiar with her ability to generate flames at will, but no matter how many times she saw it, she would still be a little worried about whether Xiao Mei's hands would be hot. She looked at Xiao Mei's shining eyes in the firelight. She wanted to tell her directly, but suddenly she was too cautious: "You don't even come out to see me. You show no sincerity at first sight. I won't say anything."
Xiao Mian laughed angrily, and the flame in his hand jumped angrily: "Hey, Xu Jiaqi, it's obvious that you were late first, okay?"
Xu Zhuchen knew that he was in the wrong, scratched his head, and excused himself dryly: "I, oh, don't call me that! Isn't it because at noon today, I told you that it's okay if your clothes get wet, and you must dry them for me. …My mother punished me so severely for coming home in rags that I waited a long time for her to go to sleep.”
Xiao Mei frowned coldly: "Humph, is it my fault again? I have already said that practicing 'Xiao Xing' relies on the body, not internal strength. You fell into the water yourself, who is to blame?"
Seeing that the two people's bickering frightened several night crows, Xu Zhuchen quickly admitted his mistake, made a silent gesture, and changed the subject: "Okay, Azadirachta, I'm telling you, do you want to listen?"
As expected, Xiao Mei calmed down and looked at her with a pair of bright eyes. Xu Zhuchen blushed a little when she saw him. Thinking that the flame in her hand was really burning, he said to Xiao Mei, "Give me your hand and I'll write it to you."
Xiao Mei stretched out her right hand as instructed, and just as Xu Zhuchen was about to write, a flame burst out from her hand and went straight to Xu Zhuchen's face, almost scorching her eyebrows. Seeing that Xu Zhuchen was about to jump with anger, Xiao Mei burst out laughing, and was so startled that several toads croaked and ran away. Xu Zhuchen was anxious and quickly covered her mouth and said: "Okay, okay, I said yes!"
Xiao Mei raised his eyebrows. His mouth was covered and he couldn't make a sound. He could only wink at Xu Zhuchen. Xu Zhuchen came close to her ear and whispered: "Shanyue, the mountain and the moon combine to form a zodiac sign. Your character will be called Xiaoshanyue, okay?"
She let go of her hand and looked at Xiao Mei with some anxiety, prepared to be ridiculed by her - the name did seem a bit random, and the image of the cold and lonely mountain moon was not similar to the fire-like Xiao Mei. But when Xu Zhuchen thought about her, he always seemed to be thinking about a bright moon, shining brightly and lonely in her heart, shining on the sparkling Qi water and Yiyi green bamboo.
But I saw Xiao Mei tilting his head and thinking for a while, then said: "The moon on the mountain is as bright as a candle, and the bamboos move in the frost and wind. Although you seem to be lazy, I like this name."
After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand with a smile and touched Xu Zhuchen's snow-white hair: "But the moon in the mountains is not the most beautiful. Zhuchen, have you been to the desert? The moon there is the farthest, brightest, and brightest. The moonlight Below, the dunes are like a sea of snow, just like your hair.”
Xu Zhuchen watched her get closer and closer, his face getting redder and redder. Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door, and the fire in Xiao Mei's hand went out with a "pop". She leaned close to Xu Zhuchen's ear and whispered, "In the future, we will go to see the desert under the moon together." She turned around and several times The place disappeared without a trace.
Xu Zhuchen closed the window, and it was indeed getting late. Seeing Xiao Mei still sleeping quietly, he felt a burst of love and pity in his heart. She looked at Qian Qiancheng and couldn't help but ask: "Senior Hua, when you were in Moxi, have you ever seen the desert under the moon? What kind of scene is that?"
Huancheng raised his head, seemingly unaware of what this jumping question meant. He thought for a long time and finally said only a few words: "Like silver waves, very beautiful." After hearing this, Xu Zhuchen couldn't help but smile.
At this moment, a scorching temperature suddenly spread in the air.
The temperature was extremely strong and fierce, which was unusual on a cold autumn night. Without thinking, Xu Zhuchen unsheathed the Zhanlu in his hand instantly. The sword energy brought up the cold wind, and a line of white frost immediately formed in the room.
The scorching temperature showed no sign of dropping, like a snake swarming around, twisting its body and rushing forward. Xu Zhuchen felt a strange feeling in her heart. She turned Zhanlu and used Snow Wind, briefly creating a barrier to resist the high temperature. When that high temperature touched the ice wall, sparks immediately burst out. It was the internal force generated from the body. Even though Xu Zhuchen didn't want to believe it, he still looked at Xiao Mei unconsciously.
Xiao Mei frowned. Her eyes hadn't been opened yet, but her hands were tightly clenched together, like holding a sword. Xu Zhuchen's whole body was tense. As soon as Fang noticed the surge of internal energy, he used his hand to move Xuefei to restrain her, and also realized that there was something wrong with her consciousness. She held Zhanlu tightly with one hand, and just as she was about to touch her sea of consciousness with the other hand, she heard two crisp "ding" sounds, which were the sounds of a sword being unsheathed.
Xu Zhuchen had quick eyes and quick hands, and he blocked the dagger Xiao Mei had shot with his sword. She swung her sword downwards, and the extremely cold pressure spread everywhere, almost making people breathless.
Then, she heard Qian Qiancheng's voice:
"Miss Xiao, is this the second salvation you have given me..."
Xu Zhuchen turned around suddenly and saw Xingyun's crimson light shining from under the dark sword body, like a dark red star on Qiancheng's chest. Even though she was not skilled in medical skills, she could still tell that his heart veins had all been cut off.
Xu Zhuchen was in disbelief for a while. She was experienced enough and made a decisive decision to freeze the wound made by spending money to prevent excessive blood loss. There was a sound of footsteps on the stairs. It must have been the high temperature and the smell of blood that attracted Uncle Qing's attention. While she was trying to arouse her desire to survive through spending money, she was also wary of Xiao Mei's internal energy running around.
When Uncle Qing and his party finally entered the room, before Xu Zhuchen could take a breath, he heard a loud noise. Xiao Mei suddenly opened her eyes. In full view of everyone, she waved her hands and immediately lit the pillars in the four corners of the room. Taking advantage of the fierce fire, she flew open the window and disappeared into the moonlight. Xu Zhuchen wanted to catch her, but was forced back by the flames and only saw her eyes.
It was a pair of blood-red eyes.
