The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

however.

Maybe in the way of swordsmanship, Jing Yan could beat Mu Yunning a little bit, but in this kind of thing, he was no match for Mu Yunning after she had gone through the test of self-examination.

Just a moment.

Mu Yunning then held Jing Yan's hand, gently stretched out her fingers, and clasped their fingers together with his palm.

The two people held hands tightly together.

Jing Yan was still resisting at first, but as time went on and Mu Yunning asked for a kiss fiercely and passionately, his resistance gradually slowed down.

Under the moon, the two of them embraced and kissed each other passionately.

"drop--"

A drop of cool water fell from the sky, and the dark clouds that were originally cut apart by Jing Yan had covered his head again since some time ago, blocking the silvery moonlight.

Big drops of rain, as big as beans, fell from the sky. At first, it was a drizzle, and then it fell like a downpour.

The rain in early spring is very cool.

As a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Realm, he had already cultivated to the upper four levels of cultivation. Using spiritual energy to block the rain seemed like just a matter of waving his hand.

However, at this moment, neither Jing Yan nor Mu Yunning used their spiritual energy.

They kissed like ordinary people in the pouring rain.

The heavy rain soaked Jingyan's clothes, messed up his hair, and also wet Mu Yunning's already thin long skirt, revealing her fair skin faintly. A silver-blue ribbon swirled and fluttered behind her, tying up her scattered silver-white long hair.

Her delicate and pretty figure was clearly visible to Jing Yan in the rain.

"Do you want to take shelter from the rain?" the boy asked.

"No." The girl replied.

"Then?" The boy was a little confused.

"Go on." The girl stretched out her hand, covered the boy's lips, and leaned her body against him.

"I love you too......."

She swore.

"real."

One hundred and forty-nine. I'll go with you

When I woke up in the morning, it was still raining.

Jing Yan woke up slowly in the tavern, his brain seemed to be disconnected and he was a little dazed.

He opened his eyes and saw a messy tavern with empty wine jugs on one side. He just lay on the table and fell asleep.

Mu Yunning, who was standing beside him, hugged his waist and lay on the bench. Her light blue dress was a little messy, and patches of reddish color like plum blossoms appeared around her neck.

Her eyelashes were long and tightly closed, her breathing was steady, and the hem of her dress was still a little wet and hung on the ground, stained with a little dust.

Her head lay on Jingyan's legs, without any defense, so safe.

She is still sleeping.

There was the sound of water flowing under the eaves outside the house, flowing down along the low-lying areas, gathering into a shallow stream, flowing through the soil and into the deep mountains.

The rain today is much lighter than last night's rain. At first, the thunderous sound of rain outside the window was hitting the earth like a sonata. Now the rain has become soft and lingering. The sonata has changed and become melodious and light.

Only the sound of falling water drops gathering on the eaves was noticeable, adding beats to the endless melodious music.

He drank a lot of wine last night, on that rainy night.

It is not easy to get a cultivator in the Spiritual Transformation Realm drunk. The spiritual energy outside the cultivator's body alone is enough to eliminate most of the smell of alcohol.

So, logically speaking, it is not that easy to get drunk according to the scriptures.

What happened last night?

Jing Yan rubbed his temples and fell into thought and reminiscence.

He still remembered that Mu Yunning held his hand and walked with him in the rainy night. The heavy rain soaked both of them, but Mu Yunning didn't care. She held Jingyan's hand and walked among the blooming peach blossom forest.

This kind of thing is a bit absurd.

Jing Yan felt that he would not do such a thing, but Mu Yunning was already drunk. She dragged his hand, acted coquettishly, and led him into the peach blossom forest.

Jing Yan had no choice but to follow Mu Yunning.

At that time, it was late at night and only the hazy moonlight was reflected in the peach blossom forest. The bright peach blossoms that were originally in full bloom, under the accompaniment of moonlight and heavy rain, showed a different scene from the past, becoming mysterious and ethereal.

The raindrops were very big and hit the peach blossoms, breaking the flowers into pieces. The petals were washed into the mud by the rain and then flowed slowly along the accumulated water, forming a small stream formed by the petals.

Mu Yunning half-knelt down, looked at the petals that fell into the mud, raised her head, opened her clear eyes, and said to Jing Yan:

"Where does the creek end?"

"Who knows?" Jing Yan shook his head. "Maybe it's in a low-lying area, or it may have flowed into a stream and then flowed into the sea."

"The Endless Sea?"

Mu Yunning blinked expectantly. Although Dongsheng Shenzhou was close to the Endless Sea, she had never been to the seaside.

It obviously only takes a short period of time to fly the sword, and it is even closer than the distance from Qinglan Sword Sect to Qiu Shui, but Mu Yunning has never been there.

If you ask the reason, it may be that Mu Yunning doesn’t know what to do after going there, or doesn’t know who to go with.

The more important reason is that Mu Yunning is afraid that the Endless Sea in reality is different from what she imagined.

In her mind, there is a sea of ​​her own imagination.

Mu Yunning is such a conservative and nostalgic person that she would rather not watch it than have the beautiful fantasy in her heart shattered.

"Ah."

Jing Yan nodded.

"Can anyone find them? For example, this petal, or this one, and this one..."

Mu Yunning pointed at the peach petals floating in the puddles and asked again.

This problem made Jingyan feel troubled.

"It's hard."

Jingyan explained: "The sea is very big. Let's not talk about whether it can flow into the sea. If it can really flow into the sea, it would be too difficult to find this petal in the sea, to find this drop in the ocean."

"No one can find it?"

There was a light flashing in Mu Yunning's eyes.

“No one can find it.”

Jingyan shook his head and said with certainty.

"That's good."

Mu Yunning nodded, took out the papers that were not soaked by the rain from her ring, used her body to block the pouring rain, and folded the pieces of paper into small boats in her arms.

"what are you doing?"

Jing Yan asked curiously.

"Fold a small boat." Mu Yunning said, bending down and placing the small boat made of paper into the shallow water.

"Send them to a place where no one can find them... to the other side of the world."

Mu Yunning explained.

"What does it say?"

Jing Yan asked in confusion. At first, he thought these letters were the ones he wrote to Mu Yunning. However, he soon discovered that Mu Yunning's paper was different from the ones he sent, both in material and size.

The only thing that is the same is the densely packed text written on it.

"I wrote these words for you in case I forget them, so I prepared them in advance."

Mu Yunning explained with a smile.

"I want you to like me more. Is it like a backup speech? I'm afraid I'll be too nervous to say it... Just think of it as a little trick of a girl."

"But I found that when I'm with you, there are endless things to say and do. I'm not nervous at all. These little tricks are useless. What I wrote is too weird. I don't want to show it to you."

She pouted, paused, and continued:

"Besides...you already like me enough. I'm not greedy. A little bit is enough. It's enough now."

"So, I'm going to send them all to a place where no one can find them."

Jing Yan was silent for a moment, watching Mu Yunning fold the letter papers one by one into a small boat and place it in the shallow water.

The rain fell down, falling on the leaves, on the ground, in the puddles, and slowly flowed away into the distance along the ups and downs.

The little white paper boats were neatly lined up in the dark night, carrying the girl's somewhat immature words of confession to a distant place, to the stream, to the sea, to the other side where no one could find.

A straightforward, sincere confession is ten thousand times more useful than one prepared on a piece of paper.

Mu Yunning just watched as the boat slowly drifted away into the distance.

One after another.

The paper boat looked into the distance, Mu Yunning looked at the paper boat, and Jing Yan looked at Mu Yunning.

I felt a... strange heartache.

Where can you find a girl as good as Mu Yunning? She only wants a little bit, and she treats feelings so seriously and passionately, yet a little humble.

Jing Yan slowly squatted down and hugged Mu Yunning in the rainy night.

Warming her somewhat cold body.

Looking at the last paper boat sailing away into the distance, a smile appeared on Mu Yunning's lips. She felt the scorching temperature of Jing Yan beside her and spoke.

"drink wine?"

"what?"

"Just... go have some more drinks?"

Mu Yunning's eyes were hazy. "Actually, the feeling of being half drunk and half awake is really good. What I'm most afraid of now is that this is a dream, a dream I had when I was drunk, because it's too beautiful, so beautiful that I'm a little doubtful whether it's real."

Before she met Jing Yan again, she had never felt the warmth of an embrace. Although Ouyang Yun was very good to her, they were only in a master-disciple relationship. She was born into the Qinglan Sword Sect with an inescapable mission.

The only things that kept her company were the snow-capped mountains all day long, the eternally falling snow, and the occasional bird song coming from afar.

Her world was a lonely white, accompanied by cold and swords.

When she was young, she never thought that the world was so warm and colorful. It turned out that the world was not isolated in white. On the contrary, white was only a small part of it. The world was a more splendid and colorful palette.

However, at that time, she no longer knew how to approach this colorful world that was so unfamiliar to her.

In front of her, there was a barrier that blocked out all colors and temperature, shielding her alone in the lonely and cold white world.

However, the words of the Sutra were like a small hole in the barrier. Through the narrow gap, the girl peeked into a world that was hard for her to imagine and felt the warmth within it.

Then, as she became more and more dependent on the scriptures, the hole became bigger and bigger, until she could pass through the gap and walk towards the outside world.

On her way to find Jingyan, she was actually walking towards the outside world through this gap.

"So, I'm afraid that I'll wake up from this dream. So, I want to drink a little more wine so that I won't wake up from this beautiful dream forever... forever and ever."

"If this is a dream, please let me never wake up."

Mu Yunning blinked and looked at Jing Yan. Unlike her previous coldness, Jing Yan could actually see a hint of mischief in her eyes.

"So, you want to drink?"

The girl asked.

Jing Yan smiled and saw the transformation of Mu Yunning.

Very good, this is good.

So Jing Yan simply continued speaking along with what she said.

"But, it's already this late, and the tavern is closed."

"It doesn't matter. We are monks. What is a door to us?"