She walked around the sea of ​​flowers and slowly walked down the mountain along the mountain road of the sea of ​​clouds and sword peaks.

She didn't walk much of the mountain roads of Xuantian Sword Sect, and there was no one on the way. All the disciples of the sect arrived at the martial arts field to swing their swords.

She was aimless, just feeling relaxed and comfortable walking alone on the mountain road.

Shortly after Lu Youyou got down Yunhai Jian Peak, a small figure flew up and immediately rushed into the cave when it landed on the mountain.

"Fairy sister, fairy sister, why didn't my mother... come back..."

The little guy rushed in was never tired of it.

Seeing that Lu Youyou and Luo Xicheng had returned, he had never seen his mother Xia Qinghe, so he flew to Lu Youyou's cave and asked where his mother had gone. However, he didn't expect that after coming in, he saw the scene of Luo Xicheng being pressed on his body by Ye Ziwu and Le Jinrong doing whatever he wanted.

I never got tired of tilting my head, and I didn't understand what the three of them were messing around in bed for a moment.

But soon his fat little fat face had an excited smile, and his big eyes were shiny. He ran over and without saying a word, he flew to the bed.

"What game are you playing? I want to play together too."

In this way, the people in the bed changed from three to four.

Luo Xicheng was suppressed by three little guys, but he couldn't beat him, scolded him and was disobedient, and finally he could only lie down without any desire...

On the other side.

Lu Youyou, who was walking halfway up the mountain, stopped and looked at the disciples of Xuantian Sword Sect who were wielding their swords at the foot of the mountain.

Xuantian Sword Sect and Chixiao Sect are completely different.

When she was in Chixiao Sect, every time she came out of the cave, she would always meet her idle disciples who were polite to her.

Such things have never happened in Xuantian Sword Sect.

Everyone here worked very hard.

Looking at the energetic young faces waving their swords over and over again, her mood became brighter with the sword light.

The deer is struggling leisurely, wanting to move to the martial arts field.

But at this moment, a man's voice came from behind.

"Cold Fengyue."

Lu Youyou paused for a moment, but she didn't stop. She pretended not to hear and continued to walk forward.

In the entire Xuantian Sword Sect, only that person would call her this name.

She still doesn't know how to face him, so she simply doesn't face it.

Mo Hanchen, who was standing behind Lu Youyou, his light gray fox eyes narrowed slightly, and complex emotions swept through it, making people unable to understand the meaning of it.

"After five thousand years, you have left me behind."

This time, he said no accusation, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

But this unremitting tone made Lu Youyou's heart unable to calm down.

Leave it behind?

If this is true, she thought she would stand in front of him very calmly and call him without any emotional color: Fourth Senior Brother.

Lu Youyou continued to pretend that she couldn't hear it, and her steps tightened two points.

She thought she ignored her and would not continue to pay attention to her with Mo Hanchen's gloomy personality.

But this time, Mo Hanchen didn't want to let her go easily.

Lu Youyou's wrist was caught by Mo Hanchen, forcing her to stop.

The two stood quietly, Lu Youyou turned her back to Mo Hanchen, and never looked back at him.

After Mo Hanchen grabbed Lu Youyou, he didn't say a word.

Time seems to be still.

Lu Youyou kept looking at the disciples who were sweating in the martial arts field, hoping to divert her attention. The disciples were reflected in her pupils, but her focus was on her wrists.

She wanted to get rid of Mo Hanchen and run away.

But if she does this, she will reveal her uneasy mood and she will be in a dilemma.

"Why pretend you can't hear it? Or do you think you clearly hear it, but you don't dare to look back at me?"

Rather than saying that I didn't dare to look at him, it would be better to say that I didn't think about how to face Mo Hanchen.

After all, he used to be her favorite person.

Over five thousand years, this love that becomes fragile will shatter after a touch.

Lu Youyou tried hard to keep herself calm and mustered up the courage to turn around.

Whether it is in the past or present life, it is the closest time for two people to be together.

Lu Youyou thought she would be very nervous, but she didn't expect that when she really faced Mo Hanchen, everything was different from what she imagined.

Mo Hanchen is no different from five thousand years ago.

He is still so handsome, but his handsomeness is more feminine and gloomy. Facing him, people will be involuntarily nervous because you don’t know what he will do in the next second.

Lu Youyou planned to pull out his hand from his palm, but failed.

"Mo Hanchen, please let me go first."

Mo Hanchen didn't move or speak, and his eyes were exploring. Not only did he not let go of Lu Youyou, but his fingers also tightened a little.

Lu Youyou took a deep breath and decided to take this opportunity to explain it clearly to Mo Hanchen.

"Mo Hanchen, we have nothing to do with you anymore."

After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment, and the scene of Yuanyang Daojun killing her appeared in her mind.

From the time she decided to save Nan Fengwu, from the time she was shot to death without a complete body, from when she fulfilled Mo Hanchen, her feelings for him ended.

After she has gained a new life, she should not continue to worry about her previous relationships.

"Although I am reborn, I am no longer the cold wind five thousand years ago. I know that you chose to stay in Xuantian Sword Sect to find out the whereabouts of the seventh junior sister. Since that's the case, don't provoke me, and I will let you go."

Mo Hanchen looked at her calmly.

The face is still the cold face, and the person is still the same person, but the soul inside seems to be different.

She became vivid, and even with a cold face, she could see her emotions from her micro-expression.

"Leng Fengyue, I have never forgotten you..." He paused for a moment, he hesitated for a few seconds and said again: "It's my sixth junior sister."

Lu Youyou suddenly smiled and said, "So, we can only be a relationship between senior brother and sister."

After saying that, he used all his strength to shake Mo Hanchen's hand away. He was about to leave, but was trapped by Mo Hanchen's spell released by the spell.

Lu Youyou's face turned a little cold: "Fourth Senior Brother, please respect yourself."

"Since you call me Senior Brother Four, then it shouldn't be too much for me, Senior Brother Four, I, the Sixth Junior Sister, to be obedient."

Lu Youyou answered without hesitation: "Excessive."

Mo Hanchen grabbed her wrist again, and a smile appeared on his lips for the first time: "Ineffective."

As he said that, he wanted to take Lu Youyou away. He didn't think about where to do what, and he just wanted to catch her.

Lu Youyou's footsteps followed Mo Hanchen uncontrollably, but in the next second, his other wrist was suddenly caught.

She looked back and found that Mei Mei appeared at some point.

Two men sandwiched her in the middle. One was filled with the gloomy and disgusting worldly breath of death that no one could enter. The other was charming, charming, lazy, noble and unhappy.

Luo Xicheng pulled, and Lu Youyou's body hit his arms uncontrollably. He hooked her slender waist with his arms, and looked at Mo Hanchen with cold eyes.

"Where are you going to take your fiancee?"
Chapter completed!