Hearing her words, Baili Fengjian felt relieved inexplicably, thinking that she was holding him like this to say something shocking. Fortunately, it was not. He did not study the obvious obviousness of what he was afraid of in his subconscious, and at this moment he was just laughing.

In fact, it is a simple matter if you say it, so why bother to make your relatives disagree: "I don't want to."

He went down the mountain to pick her up, so of course he didn't have a big fight.

He added: "Ache, let go first, I can't breathe when you hold me like this."

Jing Che was unyielding, knowing that he had no choice but to do anything to her, so he deliberately hugged her tighter: "So Master, let's make up."

"Stop being angry?"

"Angry." She replied seriously.

"Why would you still be willing to go back with me?" He curled his lips and smiled, her hair scent mixed in his breath.

Because I can't bear the daily mind and live like crazy, I only hold a joke tone and say, "Because I can't let that woman occupy the master."

This was a bit meaningful, but Baili Fengjian just thought she was a joke and said seriously: "You must be biased against Axi. In fact, after staying for a long time, you will find her goodness."

When he heard his master defending Yu Xi, Jing Che was angry: "Do you know when she stabbed me when she was in Miaojiang? Master, you judge people by their appearance, and you don't know if you were deceived by someone with intention."

"Well, first, she also mentioned the fact that Axi accidentally hurts you. At that time, she was chased everywhere, so she was naturally very alert. Second, I remember being deceived by someone with intentions, it seems like you are yourself?"

Jing Che's face turned red. Although he was not convinced, he muttered unhappy: "Then it's always true that you judge people by your appearance."

"I love a woman, and I love her appearance, isn't it natural?"

A domineering spirit of killing Buddha is revealed in a gentle tone. There is no need to show off, and there is a calm and conceited gesture in every move.

But what he said was that he loved other women, and it was sad to fall into Jingche's heart. But after thinking about it, the meaning of his words was that the woman looked exactly the same as his former love. He was willing to tell her the truth, probably because the master and apprentice gap had gone, and they were still the people they trust the most.

She still couldn't help but delve into it: "So she's just a stand-in?"

He asked in a straightforward way without any detours. Baili Fengjian didn't know how to answer. The term "stand-in" was too ruthless. Yes, because of this appearance, he brought Yuxi back to the mountain and gave him the same name. It can be said that it is not, after all, they are two different people, with different personalities, tempers, behaviors and hobbies.

But he couldn't describe these things carefully to Jingche, right? He was speechless.

When he nodded, he saw her tiptoe slightly raised her face, her breath was just about to rub the rough stubble on his chin, and his peach blossom eyes, which seemed drunk but not drunk, looked at him dimly.

It's so close, and breaths intersect.

The Adam's apple rolled, and she couldn't remember what she had thought about just now, and her eyes were unconsciously wandering.

He thought randomly and guiltily that she had grown taller, not as small as she was in her arms two years ago, and now her chin can reach his shoulder. He remembered the first time she saw her, and knew her life experience from Sui Sheng at that time, "As long as you encounter it, even if it is incest or even absurd, it doesn't matter."

——How could he think of this invisible thing?

As her eyes drooped, her bright red lips were so close, and the girl's warm and soft breath poured on her face.

In the dull tent, only strands of wind penetrated into the gaps in the curtains.

Her thick eyelashes brushed, and it seemed that the person was getting closer. Her eyes were facing each other, and her face was speechless.

No one knows what will happen in the next second if he continues to watch this.

Finally, Baili Fengma's reason came to his first reaction, turned his face away, and broke out from her imprisoned arm, "Ache, go back first, otherwise it will be too late."

"Master, wait!" She called him anxiously, with a crystal light shining in her pupils, bright and firm.

Holding the hand hidden in the sleeve, he squeezed it into sweat.

Let me tell you, take this opportunity and say it out loud. The master is willing to come and pick her up, which means he cares about her. Even if he was bewitched by that woman for two months, he would just treat her as a substitute. He still has her in his heart, so she should say it out loud, let him face her feelings, and she can snatch the master back from that woman.

Baili Fengjian looked at her and sent her a casual sentence: "If you have anything to do, let's talk about it. I haven't talked to Yu Xi yet today. She is in a hurry."

Hearing this, Jing Che's words were cut off again, and he was so enthusiastic that he was thrown out. He watched him quickly pack her luggage - he wanted to see that woman with a heart of home? Did the master really treat her as a substitute, or did he mistakenly return as an old love, and brought his true feelings in it?

Jingche finally stopped struggling. Even if she was in her heart, she wanted to hide it as if she had stolen something. She was still passionate and stubborn and proud. She was afraid that her self-esteem would be trampled on if there was any movement.

This is unreproachable.

She couldn't just reconcile with her master after a series of grievances. Their relationship was still at a critical moment and was broken as soon as she fell. Even if she had to burst out many emotions in her heart, she could only endure it. This was quite a heroic spirit of grievance for Jing Che.

He was unlucky in his behavior, and he followed Baili Fengjian to return to Yunqianfeng with ignorantly.

When he arrived at the mountain gate, Jing Che saw at a glance that the white horse bones on the mountain behind Yunqinfeng were blooming vigorously, and they were still sparse and thin when they left, and now they had spread all over the mountains.

Time waits for no one, but it still moves forward. What has passed is finally over, and when I come back, I just happened to catch up with the flower season.

The sun was sliding on the glazed tiles, and the petals were dazzlingly bright. They were so white that they seemed to be connected with the sky.

The gloomy color swept away, and Jing Che walked around the main hall with joy and climbed up the corridor through both ends. Baili Fengjian followed behind without any haste, and laughed on his lips, making him feel lazy in the sun.

But when I saw Yu Xi walking towards me, I saw that he was walking towards me lightly. Jing Che's expression suddenly solidified, his face drooped, and he was full of impatientness.

Yu Xi was stunned, then came up with a smile on his face, and called softly: "Ache, you are finally back."

It has a bit of self-supporting as the hostess.

"You called Ache?" Jingche narrowed his eyes slightly and spoke in a mean tone.

Yu Xi was obviously stunned, obviously unable to accept Jingche's unfriendliness, and looked at Baili Fengjian who was walking up as if he was asking for help.

"Well, since you know each other, there is no need to introduce it. You can get along well in the future." Between the two women, Baili Fengma seemed to be out of the way.

Jing Che ignored Yu Xi at all and looked at Baili Fengjian provocatively: "Master, I haven't learned Jiuhensha for two months, and if I don't repair it, I will rust."

Baili Fengjian held his forehead and gave Yu Xi a color.

Yu Xi said to Baili Fengma in aggrievedly: "Then I'll go back first."

After being blessed, he walked away slowly into the corridor.

"You just have a little thought and have to give me such an open and upright reason to practice martial arts," Baili Fengjian gave her a quick look, "Go to the back mountain."

"I just hate her pretending to be pitiful. She didn't look like this when she stabbed me with a knife." Jing Che followed out with contempt.

Baili Fengjian knew her temperament and could not force her to like Yu Xi for a while. He stopped talking and walked ahead.

Jing Che smiled proudly, at least in the first round, her master followed her wishes.

It was half past afternoon that Baili Fengjian gave a few tips and let Jingche learn the stick technique alone in the sea of ​​white horse bones.

The girl's figure is graceful and changeable like a flowing cloud. The light and shadow flow over the pure white, and her moves sharply slash the remaining flowers and roll into the air. The wind clamps the petals on her side, as if she is a person walking out of a fairyland.

In the distance, in the Zhuiweng Pavilion, Baili Fengjian was sitting leaning against the railing, squinting his eyes at the girl in the sea of ​​flowers.

A jar of wine on the stone table was just dug from the soil buried under the white horse bones, and the mud seals still smelled of fresh flower stalks.

My heart was hanged tight for two months, and I felt very comfortable after relaxing. In fact, although he had to live his life like this in the past two months, he was very uncomfortable. Without her quarrels around her, she always felt that life was missing. Now she is back, and this feeling is lost and it makes people cherish it very much.

Jing Che was so tired that he wiped the dense beads of sweat from his forehead, put away his divine and walked over from afar.

He stepped onto the steps, raised his eyebrows and smiled, and suddenly snatched the white porcelain wine glass from his hand: "Master Drunkard, what's the good thing about this thing?"

He said this, without any concern about the cup touching it, he slanted the cup's feet, and the mellow fragrance was about to enter his throat. Baili Fengjian waved his wide robe, shakingly regained the wine glass, raised his head and saw the bottom, leaned back on the railing, sitting obliquely and unfairly.

Jing Che laughed, his eyes shining brightly, and the entire white horse bones were blooming.

Surrounded by the swaying petals, the pavilion is like a grand embrace, and beneath it is the sunshine, which will never be changed in this life.

Forgot to blink, there was only this scene in my mind. She wanted to do her best to remember this scene, but in fact she did it. This was a beautiful and quiet scene that few in their short periods of master and disciple - in the petals of the white horse bone, wine fell into the porcelain cup, and the sound of the sound of the sound.

She walked towards him, and the sun grew longer and longer. He smiled at her slantedly, as if he invited her to drink together, but he drank all his glasses.

Finally, he narrowed his eyes and twisted the smile of the sentient beings: "A Che, this hundred-year-old wine, Master is going to be drunk."

But a long time later, Jingche regretted remembering it too deeply because beautiful things were destroyed and they always felt so painful that they could not bear to lose their memory.
Chapter completed!