Travel thousands of miles in my life

On one side was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. Countless Shuras emerged from resentment, with their scarlet eyes wide open, vowing to destroy everything in the world.

On the other side is the blue sky and the wind, the sound of the merciful man preaching scriptures can be heard endlessly, the three or five arhats stare angrily, and the treasure looks solemn.

The two strange fragrances collided in the air, the two figures intertwined fists, and the internal force distorted and spread out in circles of ripples.After a loud noise, Yan Wuwu was shaken back by Wei Congrong's powerful inner strength, and took a few steps back before he managed to stabilize his figure.

"You can't beat me, because this is not your way." Wei calmly looked at the man in the green shirt in front of him with contempt, and sneered, "It took your father decades to realize the shadow of the way, and you just learned a little way." Kezi, how dare you confront me."

He turned around and slapped hard, and the figure of the Great Compassionate disappeared instantly.The faint Sanskrit sound and thunder disappeared immediately.

After Yan Wuwu stood still, he slowly raised his hand to wipe away the red marks from the corners of his mouth, with a complicated look on his face.Wei Congrong is really a prodigy in martial arts, and he was able to display [-]% of the power of the Xuqing palm. If he had received that palm firmly just now, he would be seriously injured now.

I don't know if it's the old wounds from the past that haven't healed or because of Prince Gong's powerful internal force, Yan Wuwu only felt that his mind became chaotic as if it was sealed by ice, and there were some flaws in his kung fu.

In order not to show timidity, Yan Wuwu immediately bit the tip of his tongue hard, forcing himself to wake up.The pain on his tongue made his spiritual altar clear for a short time, and when he looked up again, he saw a strange smile on Prince Gong's face.

"Do you feel that your consciousness is a little chaotic at this time?" After falling a foot, Prince Gong patted the dust on his sleeves from the fight, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Yan Shaoxia, have you heard of 'burning the lamp while drunk'?" name?"

In a few breaths, Yan Wuwu's face turned pale, as if countless fireworks exploded in front of his eyes, a fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat.He restrained his trembling palms, straightened his shoulders, and glanced disdainfully at the man in front of him.

Prince Gong was provoked by his indifference, and then his face darkened, he turned his head slightly to the back, and several ghost-faced killers who had followed up stepped forward to arrest the powerless Yan Wuwu.

"Even so, don't you want to beg for mercy?" He walked up to the man and said condescendingly, "Begg for mercy, or die."

"Xuanji Pavilion people stand upright..." The man who was still in a coma slowly raised his head, his eyes were filled with confusion and whispered.I would rather die than beg for mercy from those who humiliated me.

"Let's go, there is still a big show to be performed for Yan Shaoxia." Prince Gong sneered, and the two picked up the drowsy man and walked towards the back mountain.

After they left, a figure jumped down from the roof and looked in the direction in which they left, with a gloomy expression.

In Xingzhou at that time, a simple carriage was parked in front of the small courtyard.A little girl dressed as a servant girl had been waiting in front of the door for a long time. When she saw the carriage, she hurried forward and said with a smile, "But the young master is back?"

Before the words were finished, a clear and clear voice sounded from the carriage. Before the man could speak, he was already smiling: "Little Taozi, hurry up and tell mother."

The little maid excitedly agreed, and hurried to the door of the house and called: "Madam, the young master is back!"

The young man laughed, and the man in bunt reined in his horse, looked at the fat girl's back and said, "You little girl who has no rules."

"Taozi is still a child, and my mother has never been a strict person, how can there be so many rules?" The young man said a little coldly, he held onto the side of the carriage and groped to get out of the carriage.He ignored the man holding the rein and walked straight into the yard.

The man raised his eyebrows, but didn't say a word.

Surrounded by mottled walls, the yard looked very small.There were some sundries piled up in the corner of the yard, and a few ungrown peach trees were planted next to the house, and the small yard was so small that it couldn't be smaller.Wen Shuqiu walked slowly, and he was still looking around. Although there was only darkness in front of him, it did not prevent him from perceiving the world.

The season of peach blossoms has already passed, but there is still some fragrance of petals in the yard, and the sun shines on his body and fair face, making him feel warm.Wen Shuqiu heard Xiao Taozi yelling, the sound of the breeze blowing and the chirping of birds.The familiar feeling has made his heavy mood much better in the past few days, probably few people can understand his current feeling.

Wen Shuqiu thought like laughing at himself, and stepped into the door at the end of the corridor.

"You are here." A voice as gentle as water sounded, followed by a pair of gentle hands, which gently caressed

Wen Shuqiu's face finally turned into a sigh: "It's still done, isn't it?"

"Mother." Wen Shuqiu smiled, and clasped his hands together: "I'm fine."

"Nonsense." The lady complained helplessly, "You have to break into the dens of dragons and tigers."

Wen Shuqiu took her hand and frowned.

The lady was amused by his expression, so she stopped pursuing it and walked back to serve the young man tea.Wen Shuqiu heard the sound of beads colliding, and couldn't help being surprised, that bead curtain has been placed for more than ten years, why hasn't it been replaced?

"Qiuqiu, is it fun to travel around the rivers and lakes? Have you made like-minded friends? How is your daily food?" Su Manji picked up a piece of soft cake with Su Manji's hands, broke it in half, and asked in a low voice: "It rains too easily on Mount Bliss , have you caught a cold?"

"Yes, although there were occasional dangers, the danger was quickly turned to safety. I met some interesting people and learned a lot of things I didn't know before." Before Wen Shuqiu finished speaking, a small piece of soft cake was stuffed into his mouth. I had to puff up my cheeks and chew.

"That's good, your child is just too boring." Su Manji laughed, and patted the crumbs of snacks in her hands: "You should know more people, and you can't always be so honest."

"I know, I just met a very interesting friend, I'll come to see you someday." Wen Shuqiu tried his best to swallow the sweet and flustered pastry in his mouth, smiling along with her words, but secretly bitter in his heart.

The image of Palace Master Su He's tragic death still remains in his mind, and it will never disappear for the rest of his life.Her passing was so silent that it didn't even cause much splash in the rivers and lakes.

He originally thought that his mother was the one who cared most about the life and death of that girl, but from the moment he entered the door until now, his mother hadn't mentioned Wen Suhe at all.Wen Shuqiu felt a little sad, but more helpless.

"Qiuqiu, you don't seem very happy." Su Manji gently stroked the young man's temples, "Did something happen?"

"Mother, someone wants me..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt inappropriate again, hesitated again and again, and finally followed the little rebellion in his heart, and said with all his might, "Master Su He—"

"I know." The woman interrupted him softly, and said calmly, "I know she's gone."

"Then—" Wen Shuqiu raised his face in disbelief,

"I just can't believe it." Seeing the young man's foolish look, Su Manji laughed, stuffed the other half of the pastry into his mouth, and said casually, "I'm in this distant Xingzhou, where can I eat cakes?" Thinking that she will leave? I thought that without me, she would also live a life of fresh clothes and angry horses. This cake is too sweet, you can eat it. "

Her attitude is casual, her tone is indifferent, talking about a person's life and death is like talking about a pastry that is too sweet.

Everything will fade with time, and perhaps in the mother's heart, those strong friendships in the past have long since disappeared.Wen Shuqiu thought about it, he still remembered his mother's appearance, she was as gentle and clear as the bright moon in the sky, and the appearance when she stood among the peach blossoms and waved to him as a child was even more ethereal and fairy-like.

Such a fairy character may not be destined to stay for anyone.Suddenly, for the first time, Wen Shuqiu felt a little unwilling and helpless, just because of Wen Suhe's experience.

"Mother, I originally came with a letter, but now..." Wen Shuqiu's long eyelashes were restlessly drawn, covering his dim pupils: "I think that letter is just a letter. Just for fun."

"Although I don't know how to read your mind, I can barely guess what's on your mind." Su Manji still looked calm, she looked at the young man's slightly wrinkled brows and tightly pursed lips, and said with a smile Said: "Why don't I use the countermeasure to exchange that letter."

She went on to say to herself: "There is such a person, she will make you yearn for the future, and at the same time be fearless about everything. If you want to be honest with her about everything about you, your smallness, darkness, and meanness, I want to tell her everything, but because I am afraid of being alienated from her, I have been enduring it."

"She will be your only support in difficult days. Do you know what these changing thoughts are for?"

Wen Shuqiu only felt dryness and pain in his throat, and said in a low voice, "I...don't know."

"Stupid child." The beautiful woman nodded his forehead through the void: "You don't understand what this is, it seems that there is such a person?"

"I...don't know." Wen Shuqiu suddenly seemed to understand something, raised his face and asked, "Who are you talking about, Palace Master Su He?"

"It's not the so-called Palace Master Su He, I'm talking about Wen Qiaoying." The woman's smile was still as gentle as the March breeze and drizzle: "My little junior sister, Qiao Qiao."

Wen Shuqiu was silent for a while, then took out the light red letter from his bosom.The petals of Xinkou had already been rubbed off by the rush for many days, leaving only a bright yellow stamen, which stood there pitifully.

When the woman got the letter, she didn't open it directly, but just played with it repeatedly, and said softly: "I don't love anymore, Qiao Qiao will probably blame me? Write some more romantic poems, but unfortunately I can't return her Yes. Let her go away with hatred, and it is not in vain to love this life."

Eventually she opened it anyway.

The letter paper was very thin, too thin to bear any more despair and relief. There was no so-called sadness in the letter, nor any love or hatred.Wen Suhe's life has been full of ups and downs, she has loved and hated, and countless high-minded stories have turned into only a few short words in the end.

"One step ahead."

Su Manji covered her mouth with trembling hands, suppressing her choked voice.Two lines of clear tears gushed out suddenly, and slowly fell down the hibiscus-like cheeks.

The flimsy paper was discarded at her feet, the woman raised her face, and there was nothingness in her red eyes.Wen Shuqiu hadn't heard her voice for a long time, he fumbled to pick up the piece of paper, folded it neatly and stuffed it into the envelope.

"You love her." He said firmly and sadly, "I understand."

Maybe...he also has such a person.

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Super busy at the end of the semester, 23333 Qiuqiu is getting better!