Chapter 496 Thoughts

Ye Xiaochuan pushed Yun Qiyou away and rubbed his hands, saying, "Well, actually, this matter has little to do with Senior Sister Yun. It's mainly my credit. Regarding the reward in the future, please ask Senior Brother and the head master to talk privately. The main credit is me..."

At first, I thought I was going to be unlucky, so I betrayed Yun Qiyou decisively.

Now that I heard there was a big reward, I betrayed Yun Qiyou decisively.

In the end, this matter has little to do with Yun Qiyou. At most, he is a witness who testified in court. If there is a reward, it will definitely be given to me.

This is what Ye Xiaochuan thought.

Yun Qiyou's eyes were almost rolling out. She really didn't know what words to use to scold Ye Xiaochuan for his shameless behavior.

Gu Jianchi sent the two to the Moon Gate and turned back to the study. Now the old men in the study were enthusiastically discussing the future development of Cangyunmen. This kind of high-level discussion was not eligible for Gu Jianchi to participate in the younger generation.

So, Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou were driven out.

Standing in front of the moon gate, the ten houses in the yard were almost all dark.

Yun Qiyou looked at the moon today, a half-moon, which was quite pleasing to the eye. He couldn't sleep even after entering the house, so he tilted his head and said to Ye Xiaochuan: "Tomorrow we will be punished to reflect on our mistakes for a day, so we don't have to go to Duantian Cliff. Please walk with me."

Ye Xiaochuan was stunned, looked around, and said: "It's not good. It's late at night, you and I are alone. If others see us, there may be rumors, which will be bad for our reputation..."

Having said that, he still followed Yun Qiyou along the quiet path in the backyard of the palace to the garden. After passing the flower garden, there was a large artificial lake in front of him. A crooked road extended from the lake to a small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

It was quiet all around. Most of the Cang Yun disciples lived in the front yard. The back house was mainly occupied by the Cang Yun elders and ten disciples who participated in the battle. They stayed in the study for quite a while. It was already late at night, and the only sound in the back yard was the chirping of crickets.

Arriving at the pavilion in the center of the lake, Yun Qiyou sat lazily on the wooden bench, casually placing Zhan Chen beside her, holding her chin with her hand, and looking at the stars in the sky.

She was really beautiful, especially this lazy moon-watching look, which seemed to be her true self under her skin. Her usual cold look seemed like a layer of painted skin she pretended to protect herself.

A few soft black hairs, blown by the night wind, brushed across her fair and delicate cheeks. At this moment, she was like an ignorant girl, exuding a breathtaking beauty all over her body.

Ye Xiaochuan looked at her with her chin propped up, and his heartbeat accelerated. Wufeng and Zhanchen's curse finally reached its final glory. Their fate was not broken after all, and the hearts of the two young men began to slowly merge together.

There was a faint fragrance in the pavilion in the center of the lake, and it was not known whether it was the fragrance of flowers or the fragrance of a young girl from Yun Qiyou.

This faint fragrance made Ye Xiaochuan a little intoxicated. He sat in front of Yun Qiyou, facing Yun Qiyou, and leaned on the wooden railing with his chin propped up, but he did not look up at the stars in the sky, but looked at the beauty who was close at hand.

Although her appearance was not as good as Liu Huashang, her charm was not as good as Yao Xiaofu, and her figure was not as good as Baili Yuan, she could make any man dare not look directly at her.

Just like the most holy ice lotus on Tianshan Mountain, just like the most lonely fairy in the Heavenly Palace, the faint coldness and gentleness made people feel that it was a blasphemy to her from a distance.

Others dare not watch from a distance, but Ye Xiaochuan does not have that kind of psychological pressure. He feels a little far away even if he watches from less than three feet away.

He stares at Yun Qiyou's cheek unscrupulously, looking at her nose, her lips, her eyes, her eyebrows. This face is like a flawless porcelain at this moment. What's the matter with a few strands of black hair?

So Ye Xiaochuan didn't think about it and reached out to touch the temples on Yun Qiyou's cheek.

The action was very gentle, like a tacit and subtle little action between lovers.

Situ Feng began to sigh again. This fate finally began its last reincarnation. He knew that his residual soul would eventually reach the end of the years.

Yun Qiyou turned her head gently, side-glanced, staring at Ye Xiaochuan in front of her with cold but clear eyes, and then looked at the hair that Ye Xiaochuan touched and stayed on her cheek.

Suddenly, there was a hint of tenderness and shyness in her eyes, and her fair cheeks seemed to be flushed.

If it were someone else, the person's hands would be chopped off, and the eyeballs staring at him would be gouged out.

However, this person was Ye Xiaochuan, and Yun Qiyou did not move at all, and did not even say anything.

This warm and shy mysterious feeling made Yun Qiyou, who was not familiar with the world, feel intoxicated when she first tasted it.

She was not an emotional person, but often such people were the ones who dared to love and hate. Once such a woman fell in love with a man, she would do anything.

It was an extraordinary night, but it was so ordinary. The two were like a pair of perfect people, bathing in the starlight and moonlight, like two fools looking at each other with their chins propped up, and then they both laughed.

Ye Xiaochuan was grinning, and Yun Qiyou was chuckled.

Since entering the pavilion in the center of the lake, the two did not say a word, but they seemed to know each other's intentions. The tacit understanding seemed to be born with them, as if they were very familiar confidants in their previous life.

The wind was light and the moon was quiet. Yun Qiyou's smile made Ye Xiaochuan deeply intoxicated. At this moment, he really forgot the terrible curse about Wufeng and Zhanchen. He only felt that the woman in front of him was so beautiful and so touching.

Just when the two were immersed in this mysterious feeling, suddenly, the Wufeng sword on Ye Xiaochuan's back and the Zhanchen sword leaning against Yun Qiyou's feet both trembled autonomously, making a buzzing sound.

This sudden change instantly pulled the two back to reality from their dreams.

Both of them were surprised and wanted to suppress the unstable double swords, but the double swords actually came out of their sheaths by themselves and slowly turned in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. The green light and the white light intertwined and flickered, illuminating the entire pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The green light was very soft, and the white light was also very soft, as if the confidant who had not seen each other for thousands of years finally met. The mutual testing and fusion of each other, at this moment, the double swords seemed to have the sword spirit contained in the sword body waking up from sleep, as if they had life.

Ye Xiaochuan wanted to control Wufeng to return to the sheath, but was stopped by Yun Qiyou.

She looked at the slow flow in the pavilion in the middle of the lake and said softly: "Ye Xiaochuan, do you know the origin of these two swords? When were these two swords forged? Who forged them? Why is there a curse between the two swords that lasts for three lives and seven lifetimes, spanning nine thousand nine hundred years?"