Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 322 Purple Qi coming from the east
The mountains are high and the water is wide, there is no difference in goodbye.

Suddenly, there was a flute sound in the mountains, which seemed extraordinarily cool and sad in this cold and cold night.

Inside the tent, Baili Dongjun sat at the table and drank one cup after another without speaking. Ye Xiaofan was silent for a long time and rushed out holding a sword, but there was no sign of Ye Dingzhi in the vast mountains and fields.

Li Hanyi frowned slightly: "Who is playing the flute at this time?"

Sikong Changfeng put the spear on the table, sat opposite Baili Dongjun, and had a drink together: "Since the sound of the flute is quite pleasant and the other party is not hostile, then just listen to it."

Only Yueyao's expression changed slightly, she glanced at Baili Dongjun, opened the curtain of the tent and walked out.

On the top of the mountain, a young man in purple stood there, looking down at the tent in the mountain: "Just now the leader entered that tent, but apart from a moment of murderous intent, there seems to be no movement."

Beside him, a young white-haired disciple was playing the flute with his eyes closed, the melody was melodious...

"It's a song from my hometown." Yueyao walked to the top of the mountain step by step, "I haven't heard it for a long time."

The white-haired man put down his flute, and the purple-clothed man turned around.

The three of them stood in the mountains, not talking to each other, only the mountain wind was blowing their robes, and they were hunting.

"Miss." The white-haired man sighed, knelt down on one knee, punched the ground with his right fist, and saluted respectfully.

"Miss." The man in purple also saluted.

Yue Yao smiled: "Am I still your lady? Fairy with white hair, Hou Ziyi?"

The white-haired fairy smiled and said: "Miss will always be a miss, even if it is the leader, if he dares to touch a hair of the lady, I will draw my sword against him."

Yueyao walked over and patted Baifaxian on the shoulder: "Qi Xuan, you are still so high-spirited. It's just that you, who used to stand by my side, decided to draw your sword against Beili?"

The white-haired fairy smiled wryly and said: "I was unwilling to obey Wuxiangshi's orders in the past because I felt that he could not lead us to defeat Beili, and their dream of restoring the country would only lead us to perdition. But now Master Ye has united with 32 sects from outside the territory. Power, he has accomplished many impossible things in just a few years, Zi Yi and I are willing to follow him."

"Do all men believe in the strong like this and want to follow their heroic path?" Yueyao sighed softly, walked to the edge of the cliff, and looked down the mountain.

Baifaxian touched the jade sword at his waist: "No one wants to stay in that bitter cold place for the rest of their lives."

Zi Yihou suddenly said: "We came here originally to welcome Miss back. But before we have spoken, it seems impossible."

Yueyao didn't look back: "I don't want to see any war, although I admit that Ye Dingzhi does have the opportunity to lead the survivors of Beique back to this continent."

"Miss is sympathetic to the world, we have always known, but not everyone in this world is selfish." Zi Yihou said in a deep voice, "I have selfishness, white hair has selfishness, and the 32 sects outside the region have selfishness. Miss, you also have selfishness ?”

"Oh? What is my selfishness?" Yueyao asked.

"Your selfishness is called Baili Dongjun." Zi Yihou said slowly.

Yueyao smiled, and brushed her temple hair that was blown by the wind: "That's right, it's not wrong."

"The Devil's Cult will soon begin its formal journey to the east. If you meet a young lady at that time, please let each other out." Baifaxian turned around and patted the jade sword on his waist, "My current swordsmanship But it's strong."

Zi Yihou smiled, stretched out his long sleeves, and the wind howled between the mountains and fields: "My purple qi came from the east, and I have also practiced to the seventh level."

"I know you are amazing." Yueyao turned around and smiled.

The white-haired fairy was dumbfounded, and stood there for a long time without moving.

"Don't look, the lady you like has already followed someone else." Zi Yihou patted his shoulder, "Miss, Baifa has always liked you."

Yue Yao nodded: "I know."

Zi Yihou suddenly cleared his throat: "I have always liked Miss."

Yueyao raised her eyebrows lightly: "Really? I didn't notice it. I thought you liked white hair."

Baifaxian shuddered all over, avoiding Zi Yihou's hand on his shoulder: "I treat you like a brother, but you..."

"I have liked Miss since I was a child, and it was only because Baifa told people everywhere that he liked you very early on, so I kept it in my heart. But now that you have someone else you like, I won't hide it anymore. " Zi Yihou suddenly smiled softly, "Miss, I like you."

Baifaxian patted the sword on his waist: "Is this going to be a fight?"

"Miss won't leave with us even if we win." Zi Yihou turned around and walked straight down the mountain, "Let's go."

Baifaxian bowed to Yueyao: "Miss, the white hair has receded."

"Before you step down, can you give me a promise?" Yueyao asked.

The white-haired fairy nodded: "I will never hesitate to die."

"Are you afraid that I will make some difficult promises?"

"Miss is smart and sensible, so she won't say such things."

"For example, let you quit the Devil's Cult and return to Beili!"

"Then I will retreat, I will return!" Baifaxian said seriously.

"Okay, you're right, I won't make any promises to embarrass you, I just hope." Yue Yao lowered her head and said softly, "Help me protect Yue Qing."

"Okay." Baifaxian nodded, then jumped up and followed Zi Yihou.

"Miss is asking you to protect Miss Yueqing?" Zi Yihou asked in a low voice.

"Yeah, it's just that Yueqing is worthy of our protection?" Baifaxian murmured.

"Although she looks exactly the same, sometimes I want to kill her." Baifaxian instantly pulled out the jade sword from his waist and pointed at the visitor on the mountain road.

It was a young scholar with a heavy bookcase on his back, and a beautiful long sword stuck on top of the bookcase.

"Brother, why did you draw your sword at me?" the scholar raised his head and asked.

"Who are you?" Baifaxian asked.

The scholar cleared his throat: "My name is Xie Xuan."

Baifaxian frowned and thought for a moment: "I've never heard of it."

"Your sword is beautiful." Xie Xuan looked at Baifaxian's long sword carefully, and praised, "It's much prettier than mine."

Baifaxian put away the long sword: "Thank you."

Xie Xuan stepped past the white-haired fairy, shook his robe, and said leisurely: "It's just not the time, otherwise I want to try your sword."

Zi Yihou was startled: "What a quick movement."

Baifaxian wiped a drop of cold sweat from his forehead: "If there is a chance."

"Farewell, tell me your name."

"My name is Mo Qixuan."

Xie Xuan thought for a while: "Then call it Meijian Mo Qixuan."

(End of this chapter)