Liu Ruiying was on the way back to the house.

He also saw this majestic and majestic colorful divine light.

Although he didn't know the whole story.

But every time Di Weitai wrote a word.

This word will flow directly into Liu Ruiying's heart along the traction of the divine light.

Every word seemed to be hitting his heart heavily.

He had no choice but to stop.

I could only stare at the direction where the divine light rose.

In fact, it's not just him.

The same is true for Tang Zhongsong and Ou Xiaoe.

Only Jiu Sanhan stood aside, and was still drinking slowly. Looking around, he felt that Liu Ruiying and the other two suddenly stopped and were very strange.

When the divine light disappeared, Liu Ruiying came to her senses and saw Jiu Sanban with a puzzled look on her face.

"What happened to you just now?"

Jiu Sanban asked.

"Didn't you see the colorful divine light just now?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

"I saw it, what's wrong?"

He said lightly.

"Didn't you feel anything?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

The feeling of being directly touching one word by one is too strange and strange.

He didn't know if others figured it out with him.

Therefore, I had to ask a question in ambiguous way.

"No...it's just that light looks pretty pretty."

Jiu Sanban said.

Liu Ruiying, Tang Zhongsong and Ou Xiaoe looked at each other.

From their eyes, Liu Ruiying could feel that these two must have the same feelings as him.

However, from the eyes of the two of them, they could also see that they were unmoved by the wine Sanban at all.

"Maybe people are different."

Tang Zhongsong said with some emotion.

Liu Ruiying nodded.

The way is different, and we do not plan for each other.

People are different, it is difficult to fall in love.

Di Weitai, the literary cultivation of the eighth-grade Jin Ariri, proves that his literary mind is firm and strong enough.

So much so that the writing creates fortune.

It is actually able to inspire the general trend of heaven and earth like this.

Liu Ruiying asked himself that he had no literary spirit.

Even if there is, it has long been defeated by Di Weitai's general trend chapter.

But is Wen Xin, who is half drunk, so firm? So strong?

Even Di Weitai’s chapter of the Great Dao cannot be touched at all?

Liu Ruiying doesn't believe it.

He felt that there must be some reason behind this.

Although I can’t explain the reason even though I can’t tell the reason.

However, the facts were right in front of me, and Liu Ruiying couldn't help but refuse to admit it.

The seven-colored divine light just now made the setting sun dim.

Now looking at the sky, I found that it was still a little while before the lights first came on.

Liu Ruiying, Tang Zhongsong and Ou Xiaoe made an appointment for three and a half times of wine, so they went back to the house alone.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw Zhao Mingming sitting on a chair by the window, staring at the spring scenery in the backyard.

In fact, there is no spring scenery in the backyard.

This is an empty house.

The backyard has long been left unattended.

It's not as green as Di Weitai or Xiao Jinkan's backyard.

So Liu Ruiying really doesn't know what Zhao Mingming is looking at.

"Shh!"

Liu Ruiying was about to apologize.

After all, Zhao Mingming came from afar and was a guest.

I kept the master and servant in the house for a long time, and it was a bit unreasonable in terms of emotion and reason.

Although Liu Ruiying is also a visitor from afar.

But after all, it was a few days earlier than Zhao Mingming.

Sugar-fried chestnuts compared him with a ban on his voice.

Then he pointed at Zhao Mingming again.

It seemed that Liu Ruiying was not allowed to say anything, so as not to disturb Zhao Mingming's mood to appreciate the scenery of the back garden.

Liu Ruiying scratched her head.

Then he looked into the backyard.

His eyes swept every inch of land, stone walls, and paths along the base of the wall.

But he didn't find any place that would allow him to stay for a moment.

"Didn't you see it?"

Zhao Mingming suddenly asked.

"Um?"

Liu Ruiying was asked a little inexplicably by Zhao Mingming's words.

I didn't know how to continue the conversation for a while.

"Do you think the garden is bare and boring?"

Zhao Mingming continued to ask.

"Haha, I really didn't find anything worth paying attention to."

Liu Ruiying said with a smile.

Although laughing.

But it's just to hide my embarrassment.

"When I was a child, I didn't like too bloated scenery. The green garden is not as good as the green in the wasteland. Look at the bumps of the earthen walls and the grass beside the paths, are they more spring-like than the lush garden?"

Zhao Mingming said.

Liu Ruiying followed Zhao Mingming's words and his eyes moved around the yard again.

I found out that it was indeed the case.

However, the "spring" that Zhao Mingming mentioned is indeed too small.

If you look closely, you will not be able to find it at all.

"When people live, they are like this grass and tender seedlings. They don't need to have too many dazzling colors. But as long as they grow there and appear. No matter how small it is, who dares to say that it is not spring?"

Zhao Mingming said.

Liu Ruiying was a little shocked.

He thought Zhao Mingming was just a young lady from a clan.

But I never expected that she would have such thoughts and experiences.
To be continued...