It was already dark, and Lu Lingxi stood on the mass grave of wild grass, feeling helpless when she drew her sword and looked around.

Where should I go?

The woman in white looked like a deer separated from the deer during a long-distance migration. After she stood there for a few minutes, she lowered her head and returned to the coffin with a disappointed expression. She hugged her knees with her hands and lay down on her side.

So lonely!

After a while, Lu Lingxi felt a little regretful as she heard the sound of a whimpering outside like a ghost howl.

I should have gone with that boy!

He could find the opportunity to be left in a barren mountain cemetery, and he was lucky. I would probably take advantage of some opportunities when I followed him.

He was amazing and brilliant. He was able to learn the Secret Sword in his teenage years and become a young swordsman, which shows that he has good talent and should achieve something in the future.

Also, he also killed a demon cultivator with his body as a mortal. Although he was just a little demon in the Qi Refining Stage, this is enough to show that the young man was bold and meticulous, had extremely strong psychological qualities and excellent combat wisdom.

When he enters the realm of cultivation, he will definitely be a good fighter, and he will make countless opponents cut their swords and drink their hatred. It is hard to see him.

By the way, he is also handsome and elegant, which makes people like him.

Why!

I have no place to go anyway, so why not follow him?

Miscalculation!

Bang!

Lu Lingxi, who regretted and annoyed, hit her head on the coffin board.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Anzhi, who was about to say hello, was startled when he heard this.

bass!

The fairy girl in white sat up and couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Why are you back?"

There was a little joy in her eyes as bright as stars.

When people are lonely, they really want to have someone to accompany them, even if they are strangers.

Of course, it can't be ugly!

"The most beautiful thing is not the rainy day, but the dripping eaves that hide with you!"

"What I miss the most is not the glorious galaxy, but the dim ghost fires that you first met!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Lu Anzhi's mouth: "I want to keep this beauty for a while!"

Lu Lingxi raised her hand in surprise and covered her red lips. She never expected that this young swordsman would say this. For some reason, she felt a little more throbbing in her heart.

As a literary fairy girl who likes reading, Lu Lingxi likes this kind of sentence very much.

"Let's go, the night is as cold as water, go home for dinner!"

Lu Anzhi stretched out his hand.

"Are you asking me for a marriage?"

Lu Lingxi looked at Lu Anzhi's slender fingers, bit her red lips, and her head hanged low.

"You're thinking too much!"

Lu Anzhi shrugged: "I only like big ones!"

Lu Lingxi was stunned. What's the big deal? Suddenly, she was blessed with her heart and looked down instinctively, then she wanted to hammer the boy's head in anger.

I'm not young, okay!

Many years later, the fairy girl in white still couldn't forget Lu Anzhi's saying that she was not big enough, but she remembered even more that when the boy reached out to her, there was a gentle smile on her pretty face, which was clear and clean, and it was very reassuring, just like the cicada she caught in the summer of her seventeen years old!

Lu Lingxi floated over and sat behind Lu Anzhi. She hesitated for a moment and did not hug his waist, but stretched out her fingers and pinched his clothes.

Thousand-winged cranes emerged from the sky.

"Who wrote the poems and the words from afar?"

Lu Lingxi is curious.

"Lu Xun!"

Lu Anzhi curled his lips. No matter what it was, Brother Xun was right.

"oh!"

Lu Lingxi was a little disappointed. She hoped that this young swordsman was a person with a very literary talent, so that everyone would have a common topic: "What about the brilliant Galaxy?"

"It's still Lu Xun!"

Lu Anzhi was perfunctory, but he actually made it up now. After all, he is also a literary young man, but there is nothing to show off.

"What about the story you told just now? Or was it written by Lu Xun?"

Lu Lingxi pouted her red lips, and she could hear that this kid was perfunctory to herself.

"The novel written by Brother Xun has more connotations than a domineering president's article!"

Lu Anzhi remembered the books that Nan Ke had read in his dream, such as Kong Yiji, Runtu, Ah Q, etc., and he really missed them.

"Oh? Can you tell me?"

The fairy girl in white requested.

"The wind is strong, I don't want to talk!"

Lu Anzhi is purely lazy. After all, he tells stories to Lu Lingxi and has no money to make money.

"oh!"

Lu Lingxi was silent for a while and asked again: "What does the domineering president mean? Is it a story similar to the story of several princes chasing a little palace maid?"

"Um!"

Lu Anzhi couldn't help but look back and saw that the fairy girl had the capital to be the heroine.

"Since ancient times, beautiful women are so beautiful, and beautiful women are so chaotic in times of trouble, it is understandable!"

Lu Lingxi nodded: "By the way, which prince did that little palace maid follow in the end?"

"When she and several princes were in movement, they were discovered by the emperor and drowned directly in the well for the crime of filthing the palace. However, a substitute died, and the real little palace maid was taken by the emperor and kept in a temple."

Lu Anzhi came out immediately after opening his mouth.

Dong!

The fairy girl in white raised her hand and punched her small fist, which was on Lu Dalang's back.

Hate!

This sounds like Hu made up.

Thousand-winged flying cranes carry the two of them, riding the wind!

The dark clouds in the night sky quietly dissipated, and a few starlight leaked out.

...

It was late at night, and Hejia Village was shrouded in a layer of mist, and except for the occasional barking of dogs, it was silent.

In the Lu family, a lamp is like beans in the thatched hut.

Lu Sanqi used the dim light to process herbs, but she was absent-minded and kept looking up at the wood door.

The supper was already hot and hot, and after repeated recurrence, it became cold again, but Dalang had not returned home yet, which made Sanqi feel upset.

Nothing will happen, right?

Dalang recently got a magic machine called Ai Crazy Stone, saying that he was reborn as the Immortal King, so he ran out every few days to look for opportunities.

I didn't know whether I found the opportunity or not, but the goblin met one.

"Da Lang won't be eaten by that Ah Zi, right?"

Thinking of this possibility, Lu Sanqi's heart tightened. She stood up, held the hatchet, and went to find Dalang.

I remember Dalang said that the grape demon vine was in an ancient temple full of maple trees in Fenglongling.

After just walking a few steps, Sanqi stopped again because the owner of Changlefang Aima Department Store was also suspected.

After all, Dalang is so pretty, he is likely to be kidnapped by her and become a gangster!

"Changlefang is relatively close, go here first, and then Fenglongling!"

When Lu Anzhi introduced him enthusiastically before, Sanqi was not interested in the harvest these days, but she was cautious by nature and didn't miss a word.

After Lu Sanqi took the spiritual sand from the jar under the bed, and then put two hatches on his waist, he was about to go to Feihe Hall. However, just a few steps away, a thousand-winged flying crane broke through the air at a very fast speed and landed in the small courtyard of the wood gate.

"Sanqi, what are you going to do at night?"

Lu Anzhi jumped off the Feihe, rubbed his hands, and stomped his feet hard. He flew at night, which was very cold.

"Dalang?"
To be continued...