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Xie Yu, the man who loves to dance in criminal law in the whole world of cultivation, was punished for the first time.

Although he is a love brain who has been put down the aura of wisdom, he always tastes teasing from Ning Ning's and Bai Ye's words. The more he thinks about it, the more uncomfortable he is. He soon ends the feast in a hurry.

Ning Ning scolds with ease, and looks at his Comrade Bai Ye. The great Ge Ming friendship is springing up.

Looking around at the audience, young master Yonggui made up an impromptu piece of music. He intended to sing a song, but encountered the evil Lord running away with a black face. He was full of enthusiasm and had nowhere to vent. He was shaking his head in agony and muttering.

Pei Ji sat on one side, silent from beginning to end, and hardly moved the chopsticks in front of him.

Although this unsophisticated little younger martial brother is not much different from his normal life, Ning Ning can see at a glance that he is in a bad mood.

Presumably, Pei Ji's mother, who was tortured and nearly crazy, has passed away for a long time. Now it's hard to see her father whom she never met, but she has to watch Xie Yu's emotional entanglement with the other two women.

What's more, it's a story of dog's blood that has been cut constantly and disorderly.

Xie Yu didn't recognize him, let alone recall his mother. This mother and son's sense of existence is so thin, in the Lord's complex love and hatred, even the minor supporting role is not worth mentioning.

It's like it never existed.

The most leisurely is Meng Jue.

He was sitting not far away from Xie Yu. Now he was sitting on the back of his chair with nothing to do. He looked up at the back of the three people. He didn't know what to think of, and his eyes were slightly twisted.

"Elder martial brother Meng," Bai Ye, a self-made acquaintance, approached him and asked, "what are you looking at? Have you noticed something fishy in the dreamland

Meng Jue's smile did not change. His right hand was half buttoned on the table, and his index finger tapped: "do you think How familiar is Miss Zhou? "

Ning Ning smell speech hard to recall, search the whole head, also did not find from memory and Zhou Yi eyebrow coincidence face.

Bai Ye was also puzzled. He scratched his head blankly and said, "I don't think I've seen her before. How, in the eyes of elder martial brother Meng, who does she look like?"

This question has not been answered.

Meng Jue seldom smiles, and his eyes follow Zhou Yimei's thin back until the shadow is engulfed by the darkness and disappears in the field of vision.

When he turned his head to look at Bai Ye again, the young man drew a light radian on his lips: "maybe I've made a mistake. You don't need to care."

He couldn't tell who Zhou Yimei looked like, so the matter had to be shelved.

Xie Yu arranges a guest room for everyone in Zhou Fu. Ning Ning is so tired that he just wants to close his eyes and have a good night's rest. However, when he rushes to bed like a big cake, he suddenly remembers Pei Ji's words in the daytime.

At that time, Bai Ye fell on the ground like a burnt corpse. Pei Ji was silent for a moment and told her: if you have a nightmare in the middle of the night and can't sleep, you can go to the bamboo forest beside the Zhou mansion to find him.

He practiced his sword there.

In fact, Ning Ning felt that it was more like a joke that was mentioned unintentionally.

After all, his tone was as light as a feather at that time. He couldn't hear any ups and downs, and he didn't have the ritual feeling similar to the agreement at all.

What's more, Pei Ji also spent most of his spiritual power in the last demon refining tower, so he should have a good rest in the room. In any case, tonight is not the right time to practice sword.

Ning Ning was shivered by the cold wind, and thought seriously:

so if you listen to his words and go to the bamboo forest at night, there must be something wrong with your head.

But if he didn't come, the thought of Pei Ji sitting in the corner with his eyelashes down would be like writing "want to be comforted" on his face! Even if there is only one chance in ten million, if he is really alone in the forest practicing sword

It's always a little pathetic.

Ning Ning hates that her heart is too soft. She doesn't have nightmares and is not bored. She just comes to the bamboo forest with heavy tiredness.

Due to the presence of demons, dark demons spread everywhere in Chongling Town, quietly overflowing in the inky night, like the half hidden and half exposed shadows of demons and monsters.

Although this metaphor is not appropriate, Ning Ning always feels that it is like a dead man's face with no expression and stops on her head.

The bamboo forest is quiet. The green bamboo leaves are like a clear spring swinging under the moon. The shadow on the ground is swaying with the wind, like a cascade pool overflowing with ripples.

At first glance, there was a kind of Psychedelic feeling of being under the water. Everything was clear and cold, not very real.

If Pei Ji is not here tonight, she will be embarrassed to death.

No.

Ning Ning starts to think wildly as she walks. Anyway, no one knows that she goes out in the middle of the night. What's the embarrassment of being alone? It's gone after a sleep.She went on step by step without much hope in her heart. The bamboo leaves are swept away, and the quiet moonlight rippling on both sides. It was silent all around. Suddenly, the sword Qi flashed by and shot down a cluster of fallen leaves.

Ning Ning's heart jumped.

She felt that the corner of her mouth was going up unconsciously. In order not to appear too happy, she made great efforts to press the corner of her lips down.

A step further, she saw Pei Ji's shadow.

He has been practicing sword in the bamboo forest.

It's getting dark now.

Bamboo shadow whirling, the moon like water overflowing, outlines the young man's slender straight back. The sword was as cold as ice. When she was near, it was like wind and snow. It came with the night wind.

It was a sharp sword. When the wind of bamboo swept her cheek, it suddenly became soft and gentle, just like a lover's fingertips brushing her white side neck, causing irrepressible itching.

Meanwhile, Pei Ji looks back.

The remnant of the sword light, like rain, lit up his face as clear as white jade, lit up a bunch of cold light in the dark pupil.

First class is beautiful.

"Wow! It's Ning Ning

Chengying jumped up and began to giggle: "she's really here! It's not in vain that you are so tired that you still have to practice your sword in the woods! "

Pei Ji cold voice response: "I am not a special trip to wait for her."

"Yes, you didn't go all the way to wait for her, you didn't get half dead tired in the upper tower, you just wanted to have a rest, and you didn't always look at the entrance of the bamboo forest quietly."

Cheng Ying shakes her head and sighs in a strange way: "it's obvious that she's exhausted, and she has to spend her precious dormancy time practicing sword in the bamboo grove. It's really worthy of sword cultivation."

The voice is so annoying that Pei Ji doesn't want to pay attention to it.

The young man in black clothes pursed the corners of his mouth subconsciously, quietly erased the small radian, and chose the most simple opening line: "have you had a nightmare?"

"No!"

Ning Ning glared at him: "I can't sleep at night, come out for a walk - but it's you who practice sword so late?"

Pei Ji looked at her with his head down. His eyes seemed to be covered with a very light smile. He said: "I can't sleep either."

Chengying: "ha ha."

He didn't hear the story. He artificially blocked the sound completely. Then he was very familiar with the smile. He hung his head and searched for something in the storage bag.

Ning Ning is curious and blinks at him.

Pei Ji had just practiced his sword. His black hair was soaked in sweat drops and scattered in front of his forehead and sideburns, reflecting his cold and white skin. His face was illuminated by the cold moonlight, and his eyes were full of tears.

His fingers are long and thin. When they are arched, they can see protruding joints. Soon, a round object appears in his hand.

It's like snacks or desserts, which are carefully wrapped up in white paper. The long night breeze brings the smell of peach blossom.

Pei Ji put his arm closer to her: "here you are."

"What is this?"

Rather rather defenceless ground takes next, lift Mou to quickly look at him one eye: "can now open?"

I don't know if it's an illusion. Pei Ji's posture of holding the sword is tighter.

But he still nodded without expression.

Open the layers of wrapping paper, the refreshing breath will be more rich.

In the bamboo grove, the shallow tree breath and peach blossom fragrance come to our face, and the moonlight illuminates the surprise that is meticulously installed in the innermost layer.

It was a flower cake.

There is no such kind of food in Xiuzhen world. When she discussed recipes with he Zhizhou, she specifically mentioned the possibility of selling flower cakes to become rich.

Unfortunately, later they tried to do it several times, without exception, they all ended in failure, and since then they have nothing to do.

She just mentioned it to Pei Ji casually and unintentionally.

"It may not taste right."

His voice was very taut: "I don't know how to do it."

Yeah.

She didn't tell Pei Ji anything. He knew nothing about raw materials, manufacturing methods and processes. Only know, only a simple "wrapped in petals of pastry.".

But Pei Ji just did it, and wrapped it in paper and gave it to her solemnly.

Ning Ning looked at him again.

Pei Ji, who has just been wearing a sword in black, is still in his mind. However, he will stay in the kitchen, pick up pots and pans, and ponder over and over the petals and starch cooking methods.

…… Can Pei Ji wear an apron, too?

No, there should have been no apron in ancient times.

She thought wildly, bubbling uncontrollably in her head, and rubbed her free left hand against her cheek.

It's too foul.

Ning Ning did not dare to look at him again, holding the peach blossom cake, lowered his head, opened his mouth and bit.The crisp skin is soft. It is broken between the lips and teeth. The crisp fragrance of starch and the sweet peach blossom are interwoven. It's incredibly gentle.

It's sweet.

So sweet, so sweet, she can't help feeling happy.

Pei Ji didn't say a word. When she saw the girl bite her first bite, she clenched the hilt and her knuckles turned white.

Then Ning Ning grinned and raised his head. The whole pair of pupils were full of undisguised smile: "delicious!"

The whole heart relaxed.

His throat moved. Don't open your face. He answered in a low voice: "well."

In an awkward silence, Pei Ji heard her voice again: "by the way, you Are you OK? After seeing Xie Yue. "

Ning Ning asked carefully, but he never showed the slightest expression related to sadness. Hearing the words, he said in a deep voice, "it's OK."

After a pause, he hesitated and said, "didn't I tell you about my mother?"

Ning Wu raised his head and opened his eyes.

"That's not a very important story."

Pei Ji's tone was very light, as if he was discussing the weather today. When he mentioned the past, he raised his lips slightly, and his eyes were full of sarcastic sneer: "she was born in a family. One day, when she saw injustice, she saved a young man who was seriously injured and comatose. They had feelings for each other and stole the forbidden fruit."

That young man should be Xie Yu.

Ning Ning didn't cut in and listened quietly.

"It's a pity that the man is not a good match. He just wants to get close to her and steal the magic of the family. When she risked the world's great injustice, he stole the martial arts from the forbidden area of the family - "

when he said that, he stopped slightly, and his self mockery in his eyes was even stronger:" the demons stormed into the city wantonly. In just one night, there was nothing left in the family, wealth, and cultivation, and the only one left was the unborn bastard in his stomach. "

Evil breed.

Ning Ning heart a quiver, slowly Cu eyebrow.

This is what Pei Ji never told others.

He has a strong character, stubborn to death, never disdain to show others his scars, but at this moment, for the first time, he wants to let Ning Ning know.

Pei Ji didn't know what he was thinking.

His strength is so weak that he can't do anything about the wanton humiliation of the outside world. He can only bite his teeth and not let himself beg for mercy, day after day.

As time goes by, the young man gradually gets used to living in contempt and exclusion, pain, punishment, life and death. Without any help, he can survive by biting his teeth with his own strength.

Pei Ji should have been used to it.

Kening throws out the sugar bit by bit, and he has tasted the sweet taste. In the darkest corner of his heart, there is a voice clamoring for more.

He was so mean that he could not cross the gap between them, so he tried to make her look more at himself by drinking poison to quench his thirst.

Even myself.

Pei Ji lowered his eyes and didn't look at her.

His voice is also very low: "those things have nothing to do with me, you do not have to charity sympathy."

After a pause, the voice of the boy became hoarse I'm not pathetic. "

Xie Yu's love hate entanglement with that woman really has little to do with him, but Pei Ji tells all the secrets, and the only thing to hide is his own story.

For example, he bears his mother's hatred for Xie Yu and lingers in the dark cellar everyday;

for example, he wanders around after his mother died of serious illness, and his forehead was broken by a gangster on the street because of a steamed bun;

for example, he inherits the rich evil spirit of the devil king, and is regarded as an untouchable monster by others, so he has been humiliated And indifference.

The woman named him "Ji".

No mother would take such a name as bone and flesh. It's a curse that can't escape forever. From the moment of birth, he suffered endless hatred.

Sometimes Pei Ji thinks, what is he?

When he was hated by his mother and abandoned by his father, there was no place for him to settle down in the world. Except for the sword, everything in the world seemed to have nothing to do with him.

He doesn't care about others, and no one cares about him.

These are the things he didn't want Ning to know.

Like a fish that is about to drown after leaving the water, he is in a terrible mess in his life.

But even so, there will be want to stick to, belong to their last point of fragmented dignity.

Only her.

Pei Ji doesn't want to be looked down upon by Ning Ning.

There was a moment of silence in the bamboo forest.

He was afraid to hear a tone similar to comfort or pity. The rustling sound came from his ear. It turned out that Ning Ning lowered his head and kicked the bamboo leaves on the ground with his feet.

The faint murmur just scratched Pei Ji's heart.

She spoke as if in a low voice: "I don't sympathize with you."

Pei Ji clenched his sword and felt his heart beating wildly."Because you are excellent. Good people don't need sympathy. "

Ning Ning raised his head and looked at him. The clear voice sounded in the sky and moonlight. It was somehow bewitching: "how good we Pei Ji can cook, subdue demons, and make many beautiful toys. Who else can be more powerful than you? It's too late for me to worship. "

…… How could she say that in an ordinary tone.

The young man who has always been alone has never heard such straightforward words. Even if he knows that she is out of comfort, he is still at a loss to get hot ears.

"What's more," Ning Ning said, stopping his eyes on his face for a long time and laughing to himself, "Pei Ji looks very good, much better than many people."

Moonlight makes all emotions have no place to hide.

A leaf fell slowly, and the boy's white face was dyed pink like peach blossom.

He suddenly thought for no reason that the peach blossom cake would be too sweet.

The moonlight falls all over the ground, twining with the boundless night, fainting the thin smoke as cold as cold water.

Pei Jiping breathed, turned his head and didn't open his sight, but he didn't realize that it was just hiding his ears and stealing the bell. He couldn't avoid the sight.

Ning Ning, seeing his shyness, felt quite strange for a moment, like out of mischief, and moved closer.

Her eyes moved down on his face.

It's like a blazing fire.

Piansheng also has a voice with a smile, heartless, word by word, ending very badly up.

"Eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth -"

usually, the coldest people are the most interesting when they are shy. Ning Ning, who is laughing and making a sound, suddenly looks at a pair of dark pupils.

-- Pei Ji turns his eyes and falls on her face without blinking.

His Adam's apple was rolling up and down, his eyes were full of moonlight, and his long eyelashes were trembling.

The pupils are surging.

Ning Ning's smile is stiff in the corner of his mouth. He is the one who actively teases, but his heart beats wildly with his eyes.

"I feel my nose a lot more quietly than before It's all pretty. "

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