After amnesia, I fell in love with my old enemy

This job is a bit difficult for a blind man.

Moreover, he made too much noise when he ran. Thirteen thousand ghosts gathered into a black and red cloud, which covered half of the sky. The ghosts had their own duties, some led the way, some scouted the direction, and some observed the enemy's situation. Yes, the rest of the body has dissipated the ghost aura, leaving only a little soul shining like a star, which was carried by Che Shanxue in one sleeve. With the ghost aura they dispersed, Ruyan arrived at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain in an instant .

The outer disciples who returned to Mount Qingcheng did not give up their vigilance just because the end of the year was approaching, they were the first ones Che Shanxue bumped into.

"Why is it dark!"

"Who? Who? Who messed up?"

"Don't move around, let's start!"

This group of disciples treated Che Shanxue as a monster trespassing the mountain, but they were still a step too late.

Che Shanxue, who walked through Qingyun Road, already has a little impression of Qingcheng's mountain protection formation, and he often traveled between Hongjing and Qingcheng before the age of 20, so he is not familiar with the grass and trees on the mountain, and the key points of the mountain protection formation There has been speculation about where.The disciples of Qingcheng, who were trying to lead people into the dangerous place, just started their formation, and saw that the black cloud of the God Wailing Ghost ignored their bait, bypassed them, and swarmed into the unsuspecting formation in mid-air Law.

The cobweb-like silver light suddenly flickered, Che Shanxue coughed a few more times, and then groped around.

He had been on the mountain for so long before, and he had already been recognized as half of his own by the mountain protection formation. Now he broke into the formation suddenly, and the brainless formation naturally couldn't figure out what happened.

Bystanders saw a slender, white hand knocking on the cobweb of silver light like knocking on a door, and then like inserting a hand into a piece of tofu, first fingertips, then half of the palm, and then easily sank into it. It was supposed to keep the enemy out of the formation.

This ease is only seen by others, they don't know how many calculations Che Shanxue just made in a split second.

Now with half a hand, he breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to try harder to open the small gap, when he heard a sword roar behind him.

That was Mrs. Xiang's wailing from the overwhelmed gust of wind coming here.

Hearing this voice, the hairs on Che Shanxue's back stood on end, and seeing that it was too late to break the small opening, his heart skipped a beat and he held his breath.

Chen Wei's sword failed in the end.

He took a step back, watching the snowman of Cheshan turn into a puff of smoke, mixed in the ghost cloud, and got in through the small opening.

When the disciples below saw his changing expression, they dared not show their anger, but due to their duties, they had to ask one more question: "Master, what was that just now?"

"A coward who was frightened by Huanglian," Chen Wei snorted, "It's none of your business, keep patrolling."

The big formation protecting the mountain was broken, it doesn't seem like nothing happened.The surrounding disciples thought so, but on the surface they dared not speak up, and rearranged their patrol team.

It was only after their sect masters dodged into the bamboo forest that someone quietly gestured to the leading senior brother.

"It's probably the Grand Master," the brother made a very reasonable guess, "We shouldn't watch this kind of high-ranking senior. Hurry up and repair the big formation and continue patrolling."

The Qingcheng disciples, who had satisfied their curiosity, responded loudly, but Chen Wei had already chased Che Shanxue out of two or three peaks.

The distance between the two got closer and closer, and Che Shanxue could hear Chen Wei's footsteps without turning his head. He quickly dispersed the black and red ghost clouds and landed in a valley.

The dead tree he passed shook, and the lonely yellow leaves swayed on the branches for a while, barely holding on without falling, and another person rushed past like the wind.

The dead leaves, which were already dying, have come to an end, got rid of the branches, and are about to fall to the ground.

Can't land.

The cold wind that suddenly changed direction sent the dead leaf another way, and swept it into the icy sword light.

"Che Shanxue, stop!"

Chen Wei didn't hold back at all this time, anyway, seeing Che Shanxue jumping around so lively, it didn't look like he couldn't take this move at all.

This is indeed the case, the man who laughed like a fox took a chestnut out of the fire, and caught a withered yellow leaf in front of his blade, his movements were light and without a trace of fireworks.

Immediately, starting from the side that touched his palm, the dead leaves turned into spring with lightning speed, and the lush greenery quickly replaced the original gray and yellow decay, reflecting on Mrs. Xiang with cloud patterns and purple spots, like a long sword forged with gold and stone Also vibrant.

Chen Wei's sword wind became soft uncontrollably in this kind of vitality, and when Che Shanxue waved his sleeves, the temperature rose a lot in an instant, as warm as a ray of sunshine in late spring.

Right in front of the Sword Saint of Qingcheng, the green leaf was like a seed. Delicate branches grew from the root of the branch against common sense. The branches were long and branched, and several light pink buds emerged from the branches. When he opened his smile, he sprayed the rich fragrance on Chen Wei's face.

This is Zhu Yu, the wish of prosperity.

Based on what Che Shanxue showed just now, he is said to be the No. 1 wisher in the world, and no wisher will express any objection.

Chen Wei was so dizzy from the scent that he couldn't see the road in front of him, it was obvious that Che Shanxue added something to it.

It was this kind of irritating little trick again, Chen Wei felt annoyed on his forehead, and his heart was as hard as iron, and he slashed through the breath of spring in the deep winter with a sword.The petals were scattered all over the place, and Che Shanxue was no longer in front of him.

"Why are you running?" Chen Wei asked, "Could it be possible to escape taking medicine?"

"It's not about taking medicine." Che Shanxue said.

His voice sounded behind Chen Wei, the Sword Master of Qingcheng was taken aback for a moment, then turned around with a frown.

Che Shanxue was standing ten feet behind him, still holding the broken flower and leaf that Chen Wei had almost chopped off in his hand, he was wearing a fur cape neatly, and the raised fur collar covered half of his face , only the red and sweaty forehead was exposed - not from the heat, but from running out.

"It's too embarrassing to ask you to carry it back," he said absent-mindedly, lowering his head and poking the heart of the flower so that the incomplete petals would grow back. ?”

Chen Wei heheed in his heart, and said, "Is it because Huanglian also let you forget the past?"

Che Shanxue threw the flower branch away, and said happily: "This is the best."

It's so beautiful!

Chen Wei asked coldly: "Che Shanxue, you lost your soul, aren't you stupid?"

Before Che Shanxue could say anything, the Sword Master of Qingcheng said another long series: "Do you think you can add medicine to your body now? Coptis chinensis can purify fire and detoxify. If you eat too much, you will be on the verge of extinguishing a fire." Let it go, where can I find you to compensate Li Lecheng?"

"Who is Li Lecheng?" Che Shanxue asked blankly after waking up and hadn't seen Li Xiaosan yet.

And why did Chen Wei pay himself to Li Lecheng?Or Li Yuecheng?Both men and women can pronounce these three characters. It is strange that Chen Wei wants to pay himself to a man, but to a woman...

"Is it my lover?" Che Shanxue asked even more blankly, "Didn't you hear that I have a lover?"

"..." Chen Wei.

This person is really stupid.

Just now Chen Wei was talking fast, but now he wants to explain why he should pay Che Shanxue to Li Lecheng, I am afraid that he can't explain in [-] words.He didn't want to say anything, so he fell silent and turned to look at the rustling bamboo forests all around him.

"Looks like I'm not a lover anymore," Che Shanxue shook her head, "I think so, when my mother gave me orders, she said that I would have no offspring."

Chen Wei had never heard of Che Shanxue talking about this matter.

Che Shanxue's mother queen is the saint of Daxing Xiaoxingling.

There are always gender prejudices in the world. For example, men who practice martial arts are always better than men, and for example, men are not as good as women.Chen Wei has never met the Empress Dowager, but he has heard of her fighting with Che Yan as a woman.

She should be a heroine who does not give in to her men, but she even orders her.

"Bu is originally a technique inherited from the Consecration Academy," Che Shanxue said, "Although I don't have this talent."

If you could, you wouldn't be killed by Yu Xingxing, Chen Wei thought to himself.

"She also explained that you should make good friends and don't always make them angry," Che Shanxue continued, "I never thought about it before, but looking at it now, I don't have many friends, and there are not many who need her to tell me like this. Didn't I see you in my life?"

Chen Wei was taken aback.

Hit to see, this statement is a little ambiguous.

But Chen Wei's thoughts were like a dragonfly, it flew away after dipping in the water, without leaving any trace, and then turned to another direction.

He asked depressedly: "I am your friend?"

"I don't think so, after all, I feel uncomfortable hearing your name." Che Shanxue waved his hand, and Chen Wei could imagine the mocking smile in those dark brown eyes without him opening his eyes, "But in the presence of elders In my eyes, my father, queen mother, or the mascot elder of your family think so."

For 100 years of tit-for-tat confrontation, it is hard to tell whether it is hatred or hatred.

Che Shanxue said: "So, considering the past friendship, why don't you let me go back by myself?"

Chen Wei who was faintly moved: "..."

Only when his heart was covered with lard did he feel that Che Shanxue was confessing his feelings to him.

But Chen Wei didn't say any more, but turned around and walked along the trail among the withered grass, heading back to Yangqing Peak.

Che Shanxue walked behind him wrapped in a fur cloak, just like the furry little tuanzi dragging a long sword and walking behind the blue-clothed sword boy a hundred years ago.

The great master called back the ghosts he had left around, and gave them some spiritual power to treat them like melon seeds.His hands were busy all the time, and he was chatting with Chen Wei.

It's not nonsense, I'm asking about the Duandaomen Tianshan faction and Wuyilou, so that I won't be able to recognize them next time I hear their names.

After this time, Chen Wei has been able to deeply understand that Che Shanxue is a restless character. Instead of letting him sneak down the mountain like this again, it is better to let him get in touch with those troublesome people gathered at the foot of the mountain.With this in mind, Chen Wei had to respond to Che Shanxue's questions, and would interrupt Che Shanxue from time to time to correct the mistakes he had heard somewhere.

Both of them were serious and serious, but they didn't argue with each other.

They stepped on the bluestone steps from the muddy path, felt a little bit of cold Cheshanxue falling on their faces and raised their heads.

The breath in the wind changed, and in Master Zhu's spiritual perception, the laughter of the water spirit danced.

"It's snowing." Che Shanxue said.

Chen Wei, who was leading the way, stopped, stood on the stone steps and looked into the vast distance.

The winter evening is so short, it seems that it only takes a moment to change from day to night. The Qingcheng Town they just left is lit with countless lights. Looking from a distance, you can only see a peaceful scene.

It's New Year's Eve.

At the end of 17, Yuan Hui, who was supposed to be immersed in the flames of war, temporarily maintained the last bit of peace in the prosperous age of Dayan.