"The moonlight is beautiful." Yan Hui lowered his eyes slightly, and the tears moles at the corners of his eyes were even more shimmering in the night. As his eyebrows and eyes rose, he became more and more thrilling.

"There are thousands of roads in Wanping City, and there are tens of thousands of places that can enjoy the moon and play the flute. You just walked outside my house?"

“The night view is good, I like it very much.”

"The Young Master Buye actually has something he likes."

I don't know why this sentence pierced Yan Hui. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Nian Jinshu. His fingers with distinct joints tightly held the black flute, his knuckles raised, and his fair cheeks became more and more frosty under the moonlight.

Nian Jinshu has known Yan Hui for many years, and he is tired of each other and always has something wrong with each other. He has never seen Yan Hui have someone or something he likes in recent years. He has no heart or love.

The two of them fought and each turned their faces away.

Nian Jinshu was unsatisfied. She didn't know where she offended Yan Hui, and caused him to target him since childhood. If she hadn't known Yan Hui was not a good man, she would have misunderstood Yan Hui's heart and treated her as her rival.

"You...really want to marry Xiao Changfeng?" Yan Hui looked at Nian Jinshu in a steady state, with her phoenix eyes shimmering, giving people the illusion of affection, as if in front of him was his beloved person whom he wanted but could not get, and he was about to pass by her.

"It has nothing to do with you." In this life, she must protect her family and will never give Xiao Changfeng a chance to harm her parents and elder brother at all, but all this has nothing to do with Yan Hui, and she doesn't want to bring Yan Hui into the struggle of the Immortal Sect.

"Nian Jinshu!" Yan Hui's face looked slightly annoyed, "You are blind."

He stood under the moon, cold and wild, with fire on his eyebrows.

Nian Jinshu stood at the top of Linglong Tower, his heart tightened. Yes, she was blind and mistakenly regarded affection as affection, which ruined her life. Everyone said that Xiao Changfeng was a young man worthy of entrusting his life. He was born into a famous family, handsome and elegant, and was born to be a pair with her.

Amid the envy, she couldn't see the knife behind the man's gentleness. When she woke up, she had been looking back for half her life and turned herself into a human being, a ghost.

Isn't it blind?

The beauty was crying under the moon, sad and beautiful. Nian Jinshu was wearing white clothes, cold as frost, and shed tears silently with red eyes, looking at him with grievance. Yan Hui had been fighting with her for many years. The little princess of the Nian family was always innocent, lively and brilliant. She had never shed a tear. She was the most brilliant flower among the flowers, carefree and unaware of the suffering.

Tonight's New Year's Book seems different. The eyes that always smiled are desolate, as if passing through thousands of sails, which is not the look that a carefree girl should have.

"You... why are you... crying?" Yan Hui was so nervous that she was at a loss, her face turned red, she approached and wanted to wipe his tears. She raised her hand halfway, as if she was thinking about something, and then clenched into a fist, "Don't... stop crying!"

Nian Jinshu realized that he had lost his composure and turned aside, wiped away the tears on her face. She shouldn't have shed tears in front of her mortal enemy, allowing him to see her embarrassed side.

What a great opportunity for a cultivator to survive the tribulation and become an immortal. She was destroyed by the geese. She actually wanted to do it again. She had suffered in her previous life and thunder that she had stepped on in her past life.

She and Yanhui should be irreconcilable!

Her only comfort was her family's life.

Nian Jinshu turned around and left.

"Nian Jinshu, don't marry him, he is not a good person." Yan looked back and lowered her eyes, and her voice sounded low and heavy behind her.

Nian Jinshu paused and looked at him. Yan Hui's red clothes were shimmering, and the tears were bright and eccentric. She thought sadly, why did she and Yan Hui walk to the point of getting tired of each other? This is clearly a face that she likes so much from where she looks at it.

She stopped talking and flew away.
Chapter completed!