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Ji Qingzhuo was eating dumplings, and she thought of Xiantan she saw under the sea of ​​blood in the training space.

What kind of flower does Shen Rongyu want to keep?

But it can't be her.

Ji Qingzhuo is very calm sometimes, and she will not be confused by Shen Rongyu's appearance - because so far, the system has only unlocked the first stage functions, which shows that Shen Rongyu's favorability to her may only remain at the first acquaintance. stage.

She lowered her head again and put a mouthful of dumplings in her mouth. Shen Rongyu's skill in making dumplings is good, with a thin skin and a lot of filling, which is much better than her own. Moreover, his habit of making dumplings is different from that of Qiao Shu. Glue the sides together so that the dumpling will look like an ingot.

They ate for a long time, and when they left, the lonely moon was already hanging in the sky, and the autumn wind was sluggish, blowing away the water like a mirror, blowing the withered yellow leaves off the water, making ripples.

"Zuo Zhuo, go back." Shen Rongyu picked up the Snow Burying Sword beside the umbrella.

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo held up his umbrella.

Shen Rongyu felt her warm body temperature, her soft body pressed against her, and she held the umbrella tightly.

His body trembled and said to Ji Qingzhuo, "If you don't need this umbrella, you can put it in your small purse instead of holding it all the time."

Similar words, he has said many times to Ji Qingzhuo, but she always doesn't listen.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I'll just hold it like this." Ji Qingzhuo set foot on his Snow Burying Sword.

Shen Rongyu glanced down at her, her expression was still calm and indifferent, her eyes were distant, and she looked at the distant scenery.

Ji Qingzhuo has come to Baishui Island for so long, and it seems that nothing has changed, and she is still the same.

When Shen Rongyu was flying the Snow Burying Sword, she held her wrist, Ji Qingzhuo's hand fell naturally, she didn't blush, she seemed to get used to his touch.

Well, she still has changes. For example, facing him now, she is not as shy as she was at the beginning.

Shen Rongyu thought of the mimosa planted by Elder Qiao Shu. The plant was so amused that it would no longer close the blades of grass.

This may be a habit, he is her habit.

Shen Rongyu's big palm holding her slender wrist clenched tightly.

Ji Qingzhuo turned his head and asked him, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, what are you doing?"

On the Snow Burial Sword, you cannot practice.

"Wind up," he said.

When Ji Qingzhuo came to Mingxin Lake today, the Umbrella Umbrella used some mana, she didn't feel it herself, but Shen Rongyu noticed it.

Threads of spiritual energy penetrated into Ji Qingzhuo's meridians from where the two skins were touching. Shen Rongyu could control how much spiritual energy he absorbed, but this time he deliberately slowed down the speed of absorbing spiritual energy.

——Because he wanted to hold her for a while longer.

Ji Qingzhuo was reminiscing about the taste of the dumplings tonight, until Shen Rongyu asked her something, pulling her mind back.

"Zhuozhuo, why do you want to come to Xuanyun Sect?" He actually asked Ji Qingzhuo this question for the first time - even if she came here, it was really strange, because Ji Qingzhuo was incompatible with the monks here, she did not Like someone who is willing to pursue the path of cultivation.

She is so pessimistic about life and death, how can she pursue the longevity and endless power brought by cultivation?

Ji Qingzhuo couldn't lie, so she kept silent and only murmured, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu..."

Brother Xiaoyu is Shen Rongyu, and Shen Rongyu is the reason why she came to Xuanyun Sect.

How could she really say the reason?

However, Shen Rongyu inexplicably said a sentence: "Because of me?"

He knew that Ji Qingzhuo would not lie, so the reason was him.

Ji Qingzhuo turned her head, she looked at Shen Rongyu's profile, her eyes fell on the tip of his delicate nose.

She could only answer "yes" or "no", or...to express tacit silence.

For Shen Rongyu, did he approach him with a purpose from the very beginning?

Ji Qingzhuo was silent, she just blinked.

"Since it's because of me, why are you hiding from me?" Shen Rongyu knew that he took the initiative in almost every contact with Ji Qingzhuo.

The first time Ji Qingzhuo took the initiative to look for him, it was because of the donkey.

She pounced on him for the second time, and under the sun, moon and night, she pushed open the door, her eyes touched him, and her eyes were full of surprise - she didn't know he was here.

Ji Qingzhuo can answer this question: "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I'm afraid of people."

Shen Rongyu thought, what a coincidence, he is not human.

He held Ji Qingzhuo's hand tightly and moved up slowly, his fingertips brushed the line of her slender arm, until it came to the side of her neck, the fingertips hovered under her ear and did not touch her The skin, her hair was blown by the wind and wrapped around his fingertips.

In Shen Rongyu's eyes, killing intent suddenly appeared. Ji Qingzhuo's existence was too strange, which made him feel uneasy that his secret was being revealed. Facing such an existence, it was natural to kill him.

He repeatedly tried to kill, but every time he failed.

This time, of course—

"Do you know who I am?" Shen Rongyu's fingertips fell - before he was about to kill her, he was actually afraid to scare her, the fingertips didn't climb her neck, hesitantly didn't know where to go, In the end, it was only left on her delicate and small earlobe, and she gently pinched it.

Ji Qingzhuo's earlobes are sensitive, she flinched, but did not dodge.

Of course she doesn't know who Shen Rongyu is anymore, villains, those who have done bad things are called villains, but she doesn't know anything about Shen Rongyu's past, why is he related to the spirit of the earth? And why did he attack the entire world of immortality? Is he a human being or a demon or maybe something else?

Ji Qingzhuo didn't know, and she wasn't interested in it either.

But she didn't know that Shen Rongyu was one step ahead of her and became interested in her.

She opened her lips and said to Shen Rongyu, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I don't know."

Shen Rongyu put her hand on her earlobe and put it down. Ji Qingzhuo has an advantage. She never lies, so this sentence is also true.

He remembered his original intention to ask Ji Qingzhuo questions in the first place. He wanted to know where she came from and who she was.

Being curious about a person is a very scary thing for Shen Rongyu.

He was caught in a loop of unprovoked thought again - he should have killed her, but what difference does such a piece of wood, kill or keep?

Ji Qingzhuo was in a daze. She didn't know what Shen Rongyu was thinking. She walked with him to bury the snow sword. Instead of looking at the moon in the sky, she looked at the dead leaves in the forest, and she didn't look at him anyway.

She feels that her mind is empty sometimes, because she has no desire and is not interested in anything. When Maomao He was still there, she would think about what these two little guys will eat tomorrow.

Ji Qingzhuo won't think about what Shen Rongyu will eat tomorrow, because he can eat it himself.

After all, Shen Rongyu asked him the most curious thing. From the bamboo house under the moonlight in Mingxin Lake to Baishui Island, he couldn't even ask curious questions like Elder Qiao Shu.

"What were you doing before Zhuo Zhuo came to Xuan Yunzong?" He asked in a warm voice, only holding her wrist and leading him to his small courtyard - his spiritual energy had already recovered, and he had not let go. Open hands.

"Working in the town, helping the boss in the pharmacy settle accounts." This is indeed what Ji Qingzhuo did after he came to this world. When the system was first bound, Xuan Yunzong had not yet opened the Immortal Ascension Conference, and she was a mortal by herself. She made a living in the villages and towns of her and worked as an accountant for a month—this job would give her a lot of time to fish, because she could settle the accounts quickly.

She has no shortage of means of making a living, otherwise she didn't even have the money to buy Mao Mao at the beginning, so she lived alone in a remote place, and the simple wish of getting old can be easily realized.

Hearing this, Shen Rongyu laughed softly, he knew that this was what Ji Qingzhuo could do.

"What about before?" He didn't ask the answer he wanted, and continued to ask.

"Before, help others manage books in other places, put the numbered books back where they should belong, and make some money." Ji Qingzhuo said this, she was a little disappointed, she was really unlucky Great, otherwise she would be very happy in the original world.

"So?" Shen Rongyu only whispered, and he continued to ask - he no longer concealed his curiosity, "So, what about before?"

How could someone be born dead wood? Even himself, all his experiences since his birth, he remembers clearly and painfully.

However, Ji Qingzhuo's footsteps stopped, she turned her head and looked in his direction, but her beautiful eyes were still out of focus, and her eyes did not meet his.

As soon as Ji Qingzhuo heard this question, she felt that her mind was still blank, but she was overwhelmed and realized that her lack of all the previous memories was actually a terrible thing. She knew that she would not touch it. Touching this taboo, she didn't think about it, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong, but Shen Rongyu asked.

How could she not answer his question? So she began to think carefully, but could not find the answer, she was like a flower without roots.

Ji Qingzhuo's eyes widened, her expression suddenly became terrified, her voice was still soft, rigid and calm, as if she had just woken up from a long slumber.

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I forgot." She said to Shen Rongyu, "I don't know before that."

This is a ridiculous answer, but from Ji Qingzhuo's mouth, it is an honest answer.

Forget is forget, never remember.

Shen Rongyu looked at her eyes, and the other end of this line of sight was still pulling at his heart, turning into sharp thorns, poking down.

Ji Qingzhuo's eyes were wide open, her eyebrows were raised on the tip of her eyebrows, and her hair was falling down in strands, which made her look very uneasy. The autumn wind blew her eyes and stimulated tears, but There were only waves in her eyes, and she couldn't shed tears - whether it was because of sadness or because of external stimulation.

Shen Rongyu's big palm covered her eyes, and the warmth of his palm warmed her increasingly uncomfortable eyes.

"Don't think about it," he whispered to her.

"Okay." Ji Qingzhuo replied obediently.

Listening to her crisp voice because it was too brief, Shen Rongyu suddenly regretted that he asked her this question.

He was even more curious about her. The moment he stepped into the quagmire, every time he struggled, he sank deeper and deeper.

Ji Qingzhuo said, "It's not a big deal."

"Anyway, it's fine now." She said softly, she felt Shen Rongyu's emotions - strangely, she was slow to kill him, but she was able to capture his soft emotions instantly.

She didn't mean to be sad, that's all, she seemed to have forgotten it, but it's not good to make others unhappy.

She was comforting him... Shen Rongyu dragged her into his courtyard, and Ji Qingzhuo looked at the rippling moonlight reflected in the small pond in the courtyard.

When her body became lighter, Shen Rongyu picked her up, wrapped her back with one hand, and wrapped her leg with the other. When she lowered her head, she could see her bent knee and the light tassels on it. Falling down, not far above that knee, are her uneasy toes.

Ji Qingzhuo was still thinking about those strange things at this time. For example, she now seems to feel the aura of the red airflow in the training space. Yes, at that time, the red airflow wrapped her tightly in the depths of the sea of ​​blood. When she felt the same way.

He is him, no difference.

Shen Rongyu straightened his back. Not long ago, the red tan on the back of his neck began to heat up. He thought, under the heavy clothes, the red tan must be shining bright red.

Ji Qingzhuo blinked, her eyes were still wet, she shrank in Shen Rongyu's arms, and asked softly, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, is this time cultivating?"

"Yes." Shen Rongyu hugged her, stepped onto the bamboo platform in the small pond, creaked the steps with his feet, and walked to the bamboo couch in the center of the bamboo platform.