Chaomu

This day, the two who usually practiced sword together did not come out of the peach forest until the beginning of night. The petite girl was carried out by the white-haired youth, her slender arms were weakly clasped on his shoulders, and her small face was flushed with blush. , buried in Wei Zhuang's neck, with a cloud of blue hair scattered, intertwined with his silver-white hair.

Zi Nu was just about to go to Wei Zhuang to discuss something, but when she turned abruptly, she almost sprained her ankle.

Yun Shu didn't notice these details, she was in a daze now, and let Wei Zhuang sit in his arms and feed her bite by bite.

After taking a bath, Yun Shu sat by the window and let the cool night wind blow his chaotic brain.

The door was opened, and before Yun Shu could turn around and say hello to Wei Zhuang, he just picked her up and away from the window, and took a towel to wipe her dripping hair.

Of course, it didn't take much time, because Wei Zhuang still dried her hair with internal force.

Because he had been bored in the peach forest for a long time in the afternoon, Yun Shu hurriedly regained his hair, and almost hurried around the screen and got under the covers.

"I... I'm tired, let's rest first, and you should also rest early."

Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows, brushed the tip of his nose with his fingers that smelled of fragrance from her hair, and lightened slightly at the bottom of his eyes, he replied softly "Yeah".

Yun Shu huddled himself in the brocade quilt until he was really bored, and then he released himself, his eyes flicked across the screen inadvertently, and then stopped suddenly.

Wei Zhuang is there.

Because the bed was occupied by her, he rested on the small couch over there every day. The lights in the room were flickering, clearly reflecting his slender figure on the screen.

He hadn't rested yet, he didn't know what he was dealing with in his hand, so he moved as lightly as possible, and didn't make any sound.

Yun Shu hugged the brocade quilt and rubbed it on her face. For some reason, an inexplicable sweetness suddenly surged in her heart, as if someone poured melted maltose on her heart.

Sweet, seeped to the bone.

She simply lay on her side, her small chin pressed against the soft brocade quilt, and she slightly parted her lips, "Wei Zhuang."

Her voice was soft and waxy, different from her past indifference, but like a reckless little girl.

Wei Zhuang's hands paused, and he solemnly replied, "En."

Yun Shu's eyebrows moved slightly, his lips curled up, and he continued to call him, "Wei Zhuang."

Wei Zhuang continued to answer her, "Yes."

"Weizhuang."

"Ah."

"Weizhuang."

"Ah."

Yun Shu kept calling him, as if he had found some new pleasure, so he curled up in the bed and called him, the young man on the other side of the screen responded patiently, the usual biting coldness faded away, but in this room full of There is a bit of warmth in the lamplight.

I don't know how many times he repeated it before Yun Shu stopped. He tapped his lower lip with his slender fingers and seemed to hesitate before continuing, "Wait for me for three years, okay? I will come to you."

This time, Wei Zhuang emphasized his tone. Although the answer was still concise, there was a faint smile obviously overflowing.

He said, "Okay."

Only then was Yun Shu satisfied, wrapped himself in a brocade quilt, and gradually fell asleep.

After her breathing slowed down, Wei Zhuang got off the small couch and walked to the side of the couch, and stuffed her feet and little hands back which were exposed outside the brocade quilt, his movements were very light and did not wake her up.

The little girl didn't know what dream she had, so she murmured "Zhuang Zhuang" in a low voice when he withdrew his hand.

This was the first time Wei Zhuang had heard such a weird address. His eyes moved, and instead of responding to her, he bent down and kissed her lightly between her eyebrows.

Wei Zhuang admired his family's sleeping face for a moment, and then put the things in his hands beside her pillow——

It is a section of silk sash, black and white intertwined and intertwined.

He just took advantage of Yunshu's inattention, cut off a strand of her black hair, and braided it with his own white hair, making two sections.

Tianzong's people will arrive soon, and Yun Shu will go back soon. He has just confessed his relationship with her, and he must leave a deep imprint on her heart as soon as possible, so that she will not forget it in the future practice of asceticism. own.

He couldn't stop Shushu from going back to the Taoist school. It was the teacher's school he grew up in. Bei Mingzi treated her like his own daughter, and gave her all his love. He couldn't stop her choice arbitrarily.

but he……

Really want to keep her.

Wei Zhuang pursed his lips, stroked Yunshu's temple hair, and sighed silently in his heart.

What a hassle.

This night Yun Shu slept soundly and contentedly. When she woke up rubbing her eyes, she saw something beside her pillow.

She reached out to touch it, trembling slightly when her fingertips touched it, and her earlobe suddenly turned red.

Wei Zhuang appeared at the right time, and seeing her in a daze, he flicked her eyebrows.

Only then did Yun Shu come back to his senses, and turned his head away from looking at him, "Why are you scaring me?"

Wei Zhuang raised his eyebrows, took out the silk sash from the lapel, and gestured for it.

Yun Shu's eyes widened, "You... you stole my hair!"

Wei Zhuang took a look at her, then bent down suddenly, and blocked her retreat with his arm, trapping her in his arms, "Anyway...you will be mine sooner or later."

Yun Shu immediately blushed.

Wei Zhuang pursed his lips, stuffed the silk sash beside her pillow into her palm, and slowly tightened it, "For the three years you said, there must always be a token of proof."

Yun Shu blinked, a little puzzled, "What token?"

Wei Zhuang held her hand, interlocking his fingers, their palms were touching, and the intertwined hair between them was very hot.

"Three years later, I will bring my share here to find you."

Wei Zhuang deliberately slowed down his voice, and whispered in her ear, "No regrets."

Yun Shu rolled his eyes and smiled slyly, "What if I lose it? Without the token, can I..."

Before she finished speaking, a slightly cool finger touched her lips, stopping what she was about to say.

"Books."

The young man looked at her fixedly, hooked the hair on the side of her face behind her ears with his slender fingers, and said casually, "Do you think you can escape?"

Yun Shu's eyebrows twitched, and he was stunned for a few breaths. When he realized it, the tip of his nose was full of Wei Zhuang's breath, and his mouth was swept across his mouth forcefully. The tip of his tongue trembled slightly, and he instinctively catered to him.

Gee.

So domineering.

Yun Shu sighed in his heart, wrapped his arms around Wei Zhuang's neck obediently, closed his eyes to respond to his enthusiasm, and even pinched the back of his neck maliciously.

Wei Zhuang's face remained unchanged, he hugged her waist a little bit, and successfully felt her trembling slightly.

The breathing of the two became more and more chaotic, but the next moment they were interrupted by an untimely cough.

"That...are you finished?"

It was Zi Nu's voice.

The two who were immersed in embracing and kissing came back to their senses and looked towards the door.

Zi Nu stood there with her arms folded, with a helpless expression on her face, beside her was a man in a wide-sleeved Taoist robe, with silvery hair on his temples, and the long sword in his hand was half an inch out of its sheath—it was Xue Ji.

Wei Zhuang immediately knew the identity of this person.

The head of Tianzong, Chisongzi.

Zi Nu gave him a helpless look, signaling him to let go of the flushed girl.

In fact, what she wanted to say just now was, "Have you finished kissing yet?"

However, Wei Zhuang didn't seem to receive Zi Nu's intentions, instead he lowered his head and kissed the shy Yun Shu on the lips, wiped away the crystal at the end of her eyes with his fingertips, and his voice was fatally hoarse.

"wait for me."

Wrapped in a brocade quilt, Yun Shu nodded slightly, and responded softly, "En."

Wei Zhuang calmly straightened her slightly messy skirt, and walked out calmly, followed closely by Chisongzi.

When Yun Shu finished changing his skirt and shirt, he heard clanging sword qi clashing from the garden.

Zi Nu leaned against the window with her arms folded, with an expression of "tsk" a few times, with an expression that watching a good show is not a big deal.

Yun Shu ate his breakfast silently, and when the discussion between Chisongzi and Wei Zhuang was over, he obediently listened to the teachings of his senior brother who was the head of the sect, and did not forget to turn around and give Wei Zhuang a cute smile, and waved his little hand by the way.

Their knotted hair was held between her fingers, catching the bright sunlight. The black hair and white hair formed a sharp contrast, but they were tightly entwined, just like the fate between him and her.

and the rest of my life.

After returning to the Taoist school, the days returned to calm, Yunshu continued to improve, and he also heard a lot of rumors about quicksand in the rivers and lakes, and he also heard about the cruel and ruthless methods of the quicksand leader Wei Zhuang.

Three years actually passed by not too slowly. Yun Shu even began to imagine the scene of reuniting with Wei Zhuang, but the reality poured cold water on his head.

The red pine nuts are gone.

For the first time, she felt the silent and permeating chill. In front of her was the serene Chisongzi, behind her were countless sobbing disciples, on her shoulders was the troubled world with the wind and rain, and... the unstable Tianzong.

Yun Shu closed her eyes fiercely, clenched Zhiyan tightly, stabilized her emotions, stood up slowly, and the sharpness in her eyes flashed across her face.

This year, Quicksand eliminated many forces in the Jianghu, completely stood firm, and deterred one side.

At the same time, Chisongzi, the head of Tianzong of Taoism, passed away and was succeeded by his younger sister Yunshu.

The penetration of the net was almost terrifying, Yun Shu stabilized the emotions of the disciples, and immediately started to deal with the net hidden inside Tianzong.

After planning with some senior brothers and sisters, Yun Shu sneered silently, and perfectly hid himself in the bamboo forest of Xiao Su in the dark night.

After the strong sword energy dissipated, the bamboo forest of Tianzong was already stained with a large amount of blood, and the air was full of thick blood.

Yun Shu casually wiped the blood on Zhiyan with a silk handkerchief, and said in an almost cold tone, "Take care of this, there is morning class tomorrow."

Don't scare the little disciples.

and……

This is the pure land she wants to protect, how can the blood of these people be polluted?

Yun Shu put his sword back into its sheath, and walked slowly back to the yard, but saw a person around the corner.

Black robe and white hair, shark teeth evil spirit, blood slowly winding down from the shark teeth sword body.

Seeing her, Wei Zhuang didn't hesitate, and strode forward directly to hold her in his arms. Without giving Yun Shu a chance to react, he gently rubbed the back of her head with his palm, blocking the cool night breeze.

Yun Shu was stunned for a few moments before he came back to his senses. For a moment, deep bitterness welled up in his eyes.

"Wei Zhuang..."

"it's me."

Wei Zhuang bowed his head and kissed her lightly between the eyebrows, "Shushu, it's me."

Yun Shu clenched his skirt tightly, with broken tears flickering in his eyes, he closed his eyes forcefully, "I can't go with you."

The man didn't answer, he just swallowed her trembling crying, hugged her completely with his big coat, and leaned on her lips and teeth in the cool wind.

When Yun Shu woke up the next day, he was no longer there, and there was a piece of silk beside her pillow. The sharp handwriting was familiar to her, just two words: "Wait for me."

The tip of Yun Shu's nose suddenly became sour.

Wei Zhuang didn't make Yun Shu wait too long, and appeared in Yun Shu's room at night two days later.

He opened his arms, but withdrew them again, shaking his head, "I need to take a shower first."

Yun Shu blinked, but didn't react for a moment.

"I'm dirty and cold."

Wei Zhuang explained patiently, and put the shark teeth on the table, "Where's your warm pool?"

Yun Shu did have his own warm pool, but she was about to turn around and take him there when she thought of a question, "I don't have your clothes here."

There was indeed obvious dust on Wei Zhuang's body, and there was a little blood in his body. It could be seen that he had been running around these days, and there was a rare bit of fatigue between his brows.

"It's okay, I brought it."

Wei Zhuang gestured a simple salute in his hands, followed her through the heavy curtains, took off his clothes, and stepped into the warm water.

After a while, he changed into his pajamas and came out. Yun Shu was reading a book. Without any hesitation, he walked over and hugged her from behind her, sighing slightly.

"Three years."

Yun Shu's eyebrows jumped, and he was about to speak, but he preempted him, "I built a quicksand stronghold near the foot of the mountain, and there will be quicksand people stationed there."

After a pause, he kissed the girl's fair side face, and continued, "From now on, I will live with you."

Under Yun Shu's shocked gaze, Wei Zhuang took out the silk sash and fixedly looked at her, "Shu Shu."

He leaned down and bit her soft lips, "Do you think you can escape?"

Yun Shu's eyes were red.

The author has something to say:

Wei Zhuang: (seriously) Shushu can’t come, so I’ll move.

【You once walked towards me with blood,

I will run to you through the wind and frost of the world. 】

感谢在2020-02-1916：18：09～2020-02-2015：54：14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: An Xiaohang 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!