The bright moon is in the sky, surrounded by mountains and forests, it should be peaceful and peaceful.
But this night is obviously different from the past. The Beiling Peak is still brightly lit. Looking from a distance, there are sparks on the mountains, and there are a large number of disciples shouting: "Lian Lao...Lian Lao...are you there?"
?The leader will pass it on to you."
At the same time, the top of another mountain in the distance was very dangerous with falling cliffs and strong winds.
On the top of the peak, a woman is standing. The woman's back is to the moonlight, and her figure looks a little thin. This woman is none other than a guest elder from the Beiling Sect, practicing neon clothes.
Lian Nishang looked at the stars and flames in the distance and snorted coldly. At her feet, there were two girls lying down. The girls were Song Jia and Song Ling.
"Nishang, I never imagined that you would be so valued in the Beiling Sect!!" At this moment, bursts of laughter came from the forest far away from the mountain. The laughter was sweet and gentle, mixed with the slightest hint of desolation.
Hearing his words, Lian Nishang was startled, and then smiled: "Sister Xiang'er, you are laughing at me again."
From the forest in the distance, a woman slowly walked out. The woman's figure was beautiful, wearing a green gauze skirt, with a veil covering her face, making it difficult to distinguish her appearance.
But despite this, just from the temperament alone, the woman gives people the impression that she is so beautiful that she captivates all living beings.
The only pity is that the bright red hair behind the woman's back only reaches the length of her neck, barely reaching her shoulders.
"I won't make fun of you anymore, have you seen him?" After the woman poked her figure out from the jungle, she smiled with her face covered, and her laughter was filled with a heart-wrenching sound.
"I saw him. His arrogant look made me angry. I originally wanted to hand these two girls over. Hum, now I'm fine. I'm so anxious about him." After hearing this, Lian Nishang's face showed an inexplicable look.
Anger arose, and his mind turned.
In fact, long ago, when Mu Wenxuan was in the Beiling Sect's main hall, Lian Nishang was there, but she was hidden on the roof of the main hall, so every word Mu Wenxuan said was heard by her.
"You girl, I asked you to protect him. It's a good thing that you actually went against him. You're so ignorant." The masked woman smiled bitterly, and then looked at the unconscious Song Jia and Song Ling: "Nishang
, go and send these two girls back, don’t let him worry."
"Hey, hey, hey, I said Sister Xiang'er, are you right? Send them back? You don't know, he is worried about these two girls, I don't want him to do it. If the time comes, he will not be able to protect himself and he will mess with these two girls.
." Hearing his words, Lian Nishang pouted.
"Stop messing around, Nishang. Mr. Wenxuan is not a person of excessive sexual desire."
"I don't care..." At this time, Lian Nishang was like an immature child. He had long lost the arrogance he had in the main hall. He pouted and turned his head, pretending to be angry.
Seeing this situation, the masked woman laughed uncontrollably: "Be obedient and stop making trouble. He should be seriously injured now. Protect him."
In the mountains and forests, there is a sad wind everywhere and the trees are rustling.
"Sister Xiang'er, is it really worth it? He has treated you like this, and you are still so protective of him?" Lian Nishang was a little angry and said angrily: "Have you forgotten, forgotten how he was in the Xiao family?
To you? Have you forgotten his ruthless look? "
One sentence made the masked woman's whole body tremble, and she couldn't help but tremble.
"Have you forgotten that you begged him so much, but what about him? He doesn't even have the slightest mercy, and even wants to kill you. Sister Xiang'er, is it worth it?" The more he talked, the angrier he became. In the end,
The masked woman almost roared.
Finally, the masked woman couldn't help raising her hand and waving her sleeves: "Stop talking..."
"I don't, I want to say, what does Mu Wenxuan have? Why should you pay so much? You have paid so much, but he has never looked at you. Sister Xiang'er, please wake up."
"I'm telling you... stop talking." The masked woman yelled angrily.
Lian Nishang immediately took a few steps back, his face darkened, and he exhaled: "I'm sorry, sister, I didn't mean to..."
"You don't need to tell me, I know everything."
"Sister Xiang'er, I just...just feel that you are not worth it."
"Actually, ever since that day, when he cut off my long hair with the light of his sword, my heart fell into the abyss along with each hair." She slowly raised her hand, and the masked woman couldn't help but touch it.
Behind him, the bright red hair that only reached his neck was lost in thoughts.
In the mountains and forests, the masked woman turned around indifferently, like a faint butterfly, dancing in the wind. The breeze blew by, rolling up her green gauze skirt, facing the hazy moonlight, with a trace of softness in her eyes.
At this moment, her eyes were filled with emptiness, like a lost child, or even a puppet with its strings cut off. Uncontrollably, a drop of crystal tears fell down her face.
Every word Lian Nishang said deeply hurt her body and mind.
She understood these words, but no matter what, she couldn't stop the concern in her heart.
You live for him and die for him!!
Recently, there are always inexplicable voices in her mind, especially this sentence, which often appears, reminding her of the various adventures she experienced under a cliff somewhere, and the illusion she fell into.
The eternal withered city!
"I lived for him, and I died for him~~!" He repeated the sentence to himself, and the masked woman smiled bitterly, and then silently shook her head: "Whether it's worth it or not, as long as he is safe, I will
I have nothing to ask for, Nishang, help me one last time..."
Looking at the bleak masked woman, Lian Nishang suddenly became speechless. After a long time, he couldn't help but sigh: "Alas, I really lost to you. Forget it, who called you my sister?"
"I've been troubling you for a while now."
"What are you talking about? But Sister Xiang'er, to be honest, I think you should pay more attention to Lulu. She is still young and her family has experienced something like this. She needs care the most now."
Lian Nishang turned her lower body, like a faint butterfly, and spoke.
One sentence made the masked woman's heart ache uncontrollably: "It's really hard for Lulu. At such a young age, she has to follow me around..."
"Hey, let's not mention this. Sister Xiang'er, who do you think I saw at Beiling Sect today?" Seeing the graceful appearance of the masked woman, Lian Nishang felt regretful in her heart and secretly cursed that she shouldn't have uncovered her.
Scars in my heart, I quickly changed the subject.
Hearing his words, the masked woman was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "Who has anything to do with me?"
"It's really boring..." Lian Nishang couldn't help but feel disappointed. He sighed and said: "Today I met Liu Jianjie in the Beiling Sect Hall. I always heard Aunt Liu talk about it.