A cup of wine is different from a person, and the cup of wine will no longer be broken

Now, let's go if you want to go, the sun will set in a while. "

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the earth, drawing the shadows of one man and one horse, but for some reason there was a touch of desolation, and... loneliness...

A year after Wen Cai left Bihuazhai, news spread from the world that Wen Cai, the adopted son of Nongyu, the leader of Meiying, also died of illness about a year and a half after his death.

Bihua house.

Jiuling rushed into Huan Yawen's study in a panic. "My lord, I went to the street today and heard them all say...all say..." Speaking of this, Jiu Ling's eyes were already filled with tears. "Jiuling, what's the matter, tell me slowly." Jiuling seemed to finally be unable to hold back the tears that fell from the corners of his eyes one by one. "Everyone in the Jianghu said that Wen Cai died..." Huan Yawen couldn't help but chuckle. "My lord, what are you laughing at, you can still laugh when Wen Cai is dead..." "Okay, Jiu Ling, don't cry, Cai'er is not dead, if elder brother is not dead, Cai'er won't be willing Die." As he spoke, his expression darkened, and then he returned to his original state. "It's just that if this happens, those who snatch the Furong Heart Sutra will be ready to move again. I don't know where my brother put it. Cai'er, he should be able to deal with it."

Heavy Fire Palace.

Chonglian still lay obliquely on the lotus couch, with her head propped on her right hand, without words, she was breathtakingly beautiful.He gently opened his lips, "Zhu Sha, go and call the Great Protector."

A moment later, a young man in light green clothes came over.The light steps make the hair fluttering in the clothes, the black hair is simply and loosely pulled up by a wooden hairpin, but it is so black that it sucks people in, it does not reflect the light at all, and it winds down the shoulder like a stream , but not a single mess.The white jade-like face is as cold as snow, and the pair of red phoenix eyes seem to have absorbed all the brilliance of the world. People startled.On the plain hands like slicing onions, a black plum blooming on the ring finger is even more enchanting.Even beside Chong Lian, the youthful beauty is not inferior.

The person who came was Qiong Xuan, the head of the five guardians of the Chonghuo Palace, or... Nongyu...

"Qiong Xuan, I heard that Wen Cai is dead, go and investigate." The young man said, but his voice was as cold as thin ice, "The Heart Sutra of Furong is already in the hands of the palace lord, why should we investigate him?" Chong Lian's purple eyes flowed, "Are you really not curious at all, that's Wen Cai, the person Meiying Hierarch loved the most back then."There was an indistinct look in Chong Lian's eyes, "That's all, there's no need to check, you can go down." "Yes." After saying that, he backed out. The hall echoed for a long time.

In the same year, a man named Shi Yuchou appeared on the rivers and lakes.

Some people said that he looked like Pan An, and he was quite accomplished in martial arts at a young age.

Some people say that he is ugly, has no relatives or friends, and only a white horse lives with him.

Some people say that he is a chivalrous man, but he is always looking for a place to live, and never stays for anything.

Some people said that he hated Hierarch Meiying so much that he would definitely inquire about Hierarch Meiying for anyone who had been helped by him.

However... these are just rumors, I am afraid that only he himself can understand the true meaning of Shi Yuchou's name.

suddenly like a dream

In a blink of an eye, it is winter again, and the streets of Lingling are full of red plums with frost and snow, lonely and cold.

But I told myself, that's not plum, that's the cinnabar blooming quietly in the corner of that person's eyes, that's...the eyes that that person has been gazing at me tenderly.

It has been more than a year since I have been wandering in the rivers and lakes alone.I have finally fulfilled my childhood dream, to be a hero and fight for righteousness. Even if I haven't become a hero like my father, at least I have made a name for myself.But I'm not happy at all. After such a long time, I still haven't heard any news about Nongyu.

Some people said that he secretly hid alone to practice the "Furong Heart Sutra".

Some people say that he died of self-mutilation due to madness.

Some people said that he took his lover back to the mountains and forests, and since then he has stopped meddling in affairs in the world.

Some people say that while the fire was burning, he also got eternal life in the fire.

But I know it's all fake.I know Nongyu must still be alive somewhere, he is waiting for me, waiting for me to find him, waiting for me to tell him how much I love him.

I think, maybe in the end, he blamed me a little bit.I dare not fall asleep every night, because I am afraid that I will dream of him, but I am also afraid that I will not be able to dream of him. In my dream, his tears rolled down his cinnabar mole, and I dreamed that he looked at me sadly and asked me why To betray him, why not believe him, why leave him again and again.Although behind the sorrow is the deep affection that cannot be concealed.I'm afraid to see him cry, but that's the only time I can see him.

Lingling.

Today I was walking alone in the alley, and I was planning to visit the Nongyu House, but I felt a murderous aura behind me.Before I could turn around, there was the sound of something heavy falling to the ground behind me.When I turned around, I saw that it was a nun and the black plum silver needle stuck between her eyebrows.

The emotions I have been suppressing for more than a year finally exploded at the moment when I saw the Momei Yinzhen,

"Yu! Is it you? Come out, don't hide from me, come out, look at me, even if it's just to tell me you're still alive..."

I cried and fell to my knees on the ground. The thoughts, worries, and fears of the past two years all rushed to my heart, making me unable to breathe.

Just when I couldn't help crying, I felt someone falling in front of me.I raised my eyes full of surprise, but what I saw was not the face I had been thinking about day and night, but a hippie smiling face that came into my sight, it was Min Lou.

"Master Wen, are you so disappointed when you see that it's me? I've been waiting for you here for a long time."

"wait for me?"

"That's right, Hierarch... Before he left, Hierarch told me and Tian Ya to protect your safety no matter what happens, and we can only wait here if we can't find you."

My throat was dry, so I had to ask him hoarsely, "Then... do you have any news about him, or has anyone seen him?"

My eyes were full of hope, and I smiled sadly at him.Min Lou's hippie smile also disappeared from his face without a trace.

"To tell you the truth, Tianya and I have been inquiring about his whereabouts in Lingling for the past two years. I don't know if it's reliable, but I heard that someone saw him heading towards Dengfeng alone."

Songshan...my last trip to Songshan is still vivid in my memory, if Nongyu him, could it be that he went to Chonghuo Palace...

"Brother Minlou, thank you, I'm leaving for Songshan now."

"Oh? You're leaving now, don't you stay here for a few days?"

"No, since he's not here, it doesn't make sense for me to stay here. No matter where he is, I will find him even in the remotest corners of the world. Take care, we will meet later."

"Wen Cai, be careful all the way."

I quickened my footwork, and arrived at Songshan Mountain in less than half a month.It's autumn again, and Songshan hasn't changed at all after so many years.Looking from the foot of the mountain, you can vaguely see a piece of Wei red on the mountainside, as if the maple leaves are also rendered by autumn.But there is a faint worry in my heart, will Nongyu really be here, what will he do if he doesn't want to see me, and what if he is not here.

Yu... where are you...

I jumped over one tree after another with ease, and jumped to the entrance of the heavy fire environment.I was about to walk forward, but a cool voice came from behind me,

"Young master, not everyone can enter my heavy fire level." I heard the man sneer,

"Either...you leave now and I won't pursue it, or...stay with your life."

A strong killing intent burst out from his body.I froze in place and didn't dare to look back. How could I forget such a familiar voice, how could it be possible.I was afraid it was him, and he wanted to kill me.

I turned around slowly, as if to exhaust all my strength.I saw him leaning lazily on a tree, his long hair slid down his shoulders and hung down his arms, his charming phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and a mole as red as blood at the corner of his eye was shining brightly in the sun .I just looked at him so obsessively, looking at the face that I thought about day and night.Yes, it's him, it's Nongyu.

It's just...it's not my jade anymore...

I stared straight at him. I used to want to cry when I saw his eyes, because there were too many memories hidden in those eyes.But at this moment, there was nothing in his eyes, only coldness and killing intent.That is obviously a face that I will never forget. Everything is the most familiar appearance to me, but it is so strange at this moment.

It seemed that some warm liquid overflowed from my eye sockets and rolled down my face, blurring my vision and making it impossible for me to see his face clearly.

I was standing right in front of him, and we were so close that I could even touch him with my hand.But he is clearly so far away from me.

The distance between us... so close.

Trembling, I stretched out my hand to touch his face, but he still had doubts on his face as if he didn’t understand why I did this, but a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and the wind blew past my palm, It has been cold to the bottom of my heart.

I called him with a trembling voice, "Yu... what's wrong with you, I'm Cai'er... look at me... I'm your Cai, you won't..."

He interrupted him before he finished the rest of the sentence, the disgust on his face became more and more obvious, and he looked at me with a frown, as if looking at a piece of garbage,

"Young master, I am the protector of the Chonghuo Palace, Qiongxuan, not your jade, you made a mistake