She walked around the sea of flowers and slowly walked down the mountain along the mountain road of Yunhai Jianfeng.
She didn't walk much on the Xuantian Sword Sect's mountain roads, and there was no one on the road. All the disciples of the sect came to the martial arts arena to wield their swords.
She was aimless, just feeling relaxed and comfortable walking alone on the mountain road.
Not long after Lu Youyou got off the Cloud Sea Sword Peak, a small figure flew up, landed on the mountain and immediately rushed into the cave.
"Sister Fairy, Sister Fairy, why didn't mother... come back..."
The little guy who rushed in was never tired of it.
He saw that Lu Youyou and Luo Xicheng had returned, but he had not seen his mother Xia Qinghe, so he flew to Lu Youyou's cave to ask where his mother had gone, but he did not expect that the person he saw after entering was Luo Xi.
The scene of Cheng being pressed down by Ye Ziwu and Le Jinrong and doing whatever they want.
Bu Ti tilted his head, wondering for a moment what the three of them were messing around on the bed with.
But soon an excited smile appeared on his chubby face, his big eyes were shining, and he ran over, without saying a word, and threw himself on the bed.
"What game are you playing? I want to play too."
Just like that, the number of people on the bed changed from three to four.
Luoxicheng was suppressed by three little ones. They were beaten and beaten, scolded and disobedient. In the end, they could only lie down with no love...
The other side.
Lu Youyou stopped halfway up the mountain and looked at the Xuantian Sword Sect disciples who were wielding swords at the foot of the mountain.
Xuantian Sword Sect and Chixiao Sect are completely different.
When she was in the Scarlet Sky Sect, every time she came out of the cave, she would always encounter idle disciples who commented on her.
Such a thing has never happened in Xuantian Sword Sect.
Everyone here works very hard.
Seeing those energetic young faces wielding their swords over and over again, her mood became brighter with the light of the swords.
Lu leisurely stepped towards the martial arts arena.
But at this moment, a man's voice came from behind.
"Lengfengyue."
Lu Youyou paused for a moment, but did not stop. She pretended not to hear and continued to move forward.
In the entire Xuantian Sword Sect, only that person would call her by this name.
She still doesn't know how to face him, so she just doesn't want to face him.
Mo Hanchen, who was standing behind Lu Youyou, narrowed his light gray fox eyes slightly, filled with complex emotions that made it difficult to understand the meaning.
"After five thousand years, you have forgotten me."
There was no accusation in this voice, it was light, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
But it was such a calm tone that made Lu Youyou's heart unable to calm down.
Forget it?
If this was the case, she thought she would stand in front of him very calmly and call him without any emotion: Fourth Senior Brother.
Lu Youyou continued to pretend not to hear, and stepped two steps tighter.
She thought that if she ignored him, Mo Hanchen would not continue to talk to her because of his gloomy personality.
But this time, Mo Hanchen didn't want to let her go easily.
Lu Youyou's wrist was caught off guard by Mo Hanchen, forcing her to stop.
The two stood quietly, with Lu Youyou's back to Mo Hanchen, never looking back at him.
After Mo Hanchen caught Lu Youyou, he didn't say a word.
Time seems to have stood still.
Lu Youyou kept looking at the sweating disciples on the martial arts field, hoping to divert her attention. The disciples were reflected in her pupils, but her focus was on her wrist.
She wished she could leave Mo Hanchen behind and run away.
But doing so would reveal her restless mood, and she would be in a dilemma.
"Why are you pretending not to hear? Or, you clearly heard it, but you didn't dare to look back at me?"
Rather than saying that he didn't dare to look at him, it was better to say that he hadn't thought about how to face Mo Hanchen.
After all, he used to be her favorite person.
After more than 5,000 years, this love has become so fragile that it will shatter at the slightest touch.
Lu Youyou tried hard to keep calm and mustered up the courage to turn around.
Regardless of whether it's the past life or this life, this moment is the closest the two people are to each other.
Lu Youyou thought she would be very nervous, but she didn't expect that when she actually 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 beauty is more gloomy and gloomy. Facing him will make people involuntarily nervous, because you don't know what he will do in the next second.
Lu Youyou tried to pull her hand out of his palm, but failed.
"Mo Hanchen, let me go first."
Mo Hanchen didn't move or speak, his eyes were searching. Not only did he not let go of Lu Youyou, but he also tightened his fingers a little.
Lu Youyou secretly took a deep breath and decided to take this opportunity to make it clear to Mo Hanchen.
"Mo Hanchen, we have nothing to do with each other anymore."
After she finished speaking, she paused, and the image of Yuanyang Daojun killing her came to her mind.
From the moment she decided to save Nan Fengwu, from the moment she was killed by a headshot, from the moment she helped Mo Hanchen, her feelings for him ended.
Since she has gained a new life, she should not continue to dwell on her previous relationships.
"Although I am reborn, I am no longer the same Leng Fengyue five thousand years ago. I know that you chose to stay in Xuantian Sword Sect in order to know the whereabouts of the seventh junior sister. In this case, don't provoke me, and I will let you go."
Mo Hanchen looked at her intently.
The face is still that cold face, and the person is still the same person, but the soul inside seems to be different.
She became lively, and even with a cold face, her emotions could be seen from her micro-expressions.
"Leng Fengyue, I have never forgotten you..." He paused here, hesitated for a few seconds and then said: "She is my sixth junior sister."
Lu Youyou suddenly laughed and said: "So, we can only be brothers and sisters."
After saying that, he used all his strength to throw Mo Hanchen's hand away. Just as he was about to leave, he was trapped by Mo Hanchen's spell.
Lu Youyou's face turned cold: "Fourth Senior Brother, please respect yourself."
"Since you call me Fourth Senior Brother, it shouldn't be too much for me, Fourth Senior Brother, to expect you, Sixth Junior Sister, to be obedient."
Lu Youyou replied without hesitation: "Excessive."
Mo Hanchen grabbed her wrist again, and an unprecedented smile appeared on his lips: "Invalid."
As he said this, he was about to take Lu Youyou away. He had not thought about where to go and what to do, so it was just a temporary idea to catch her.
Lu Youyou followed Mo Hanchen uncontrollably, but in the next second, his other wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.
She looked back and found that the Luomei people had appeared at some point.
She was sandwiched between two men. One was gloomy and world-weary, with the aura of death all over his body, and the other was enchanting, lazy, noble, and full of displeasure.
Luo Xicheng pulled her, and Lu Youyou's body fell into his arms uncontrollably. He hooked his arms around her slender waist and looked at Mo Hanchen with cold eyes.