[Gu Jian Qi Tan] Burning Heart Words

The days turned colder, and Tianyong City, which was once in chaos due to the ghost-masked man, gradually settled down.

Under the afterglow, the disciples were dressed in strong clothes as in the past, surrounded by sword aura, with focused eyes, practicing sword style in the sword field.

Nearly a hundred people pointed their swords at the sky, and the colorful sword energy soared straight into the sky. It was shocking that there were thousands of troops.

Ling Yue also delivered food to Tu Su who was in confinement every day, but every time he was so devoted to his training that he didn't touch the food he put aside, he could only sigh and replace it with a new one. .

Ling Yue understood that he wanted to control Fen Ji as soon as possible, so that he would not hurt the people around him again, but he pushed himself too hard, and his complexion became worse day by day.

Although he has mentioned to Tu Su several times that it is not good to go too far, but every time he goes to see Tu Su again, he is still practicing desperately.

But I can only... look at him from a distance.

For the next many days, Fu Que always stood at the mountain gate, always looking down the mountain absently, with a touch of sadness in her eyes, and always stayed for a long time before turning her head and leaving.

But Tu Su would stop to rest for a while when his body was on the verge of collapse, his eyes fell on the food that Ling Yue brought, but he hadn't left for a long time, and there was always a little melancholy in his indifferent eyes.

Apart from these, everything in Tianyong City seems to have remained unchanged.

The disciples are still practicing hard, Lingduan they hate Tusu as always, the elder holding the sword is still in retreat, and the sword servant Hongyu is still guarding the Jiange.

But have these really not changed?

No, everything has changed...

Yuangu is located outside the hustle and bustle of the world, surrounded by green mountains and green waters, and clusters of flowers bloom. Everything here is nourished by rich aura, and the growth is more lush than the outside world. Although it is not like Yaolin fairyland, it is better than paradise.

Mu Ling was standing alone on the cliff by the lake at this moment, but she, who always had a smiling face, now had a sad face.

Since returning to Yuangu with Nanhua, she has never left the valley. After getting the Burning Heart Stone, Niang has been in seclusion. In this deep valley, she can only talk to Brother Nanhua and the big guys.

Days like this... are really boring...

I don't know when, such thoughts would always pop up in her mind, but she also lived such a life before, at that time...why didn't she feel that way.

She even always recalled the days in Tianyong City, and would feel that the cakes in Tianyong City were more delicious when eating the same cakes.

She sighed coldly, her bare feet were hanging outside the cliff, shaking one after another.

At some point, Nan Hua stood behind her, looking at her slightly petite back, and never looked away for a long time.

Aunt Wan is currently using the Burning Heart Stone to retreat, but they all understand that the Burning Heart Stone can only cleanse the tendons and cut the marrow, but it cannot reshape the blood.

And Jiusuihe can only delay aging, everything... just prolongs time meaninglessly.

There was a trace of pain in the bottom of his eyes, and his face, which was usually indifferent to emotions and anger, was slightly tense at this moment.

And Mu Ling...will sooner or later walk on the same path.

He clenched his hand under the sleeve robe tightly, and the palm was soaked with bright red blood because of too much force, and the pain in his eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by an abyss-like depth.

He...couldn't, watching her follow Aunt Wan's footsteps, let alone let her leave his side forever...

The light wind blowing across the valley suddenly intensified, and when it blew on his body, it felt like a sharp knife cut through his body, causing bone-piercing pain.

But that lake was still eerily quiet, her hair just brushed lightly over the smooth and fair skin around her neck, and her face, which was rarely calmed down, was full of carefree...

The autumn is short, the mountains and rivers have been covered with ice and snow, crystal snowflakes are hanging on the pine needles, and a thin layer of ice is forming in the streams and rivers.

Everything seems to be covered with a white veil, but the sky on this side is still as blue as blue.

Ling Yue stood on the peak of the back mountain with his hands behind his back, looking at the world of ice and snow in the distance, and the emotions in his eyes were well concealed between frowning.

Time flies, but I don't know if they are living well...

The corner of his mouth hooked slightly, the long sword around his waist suddenly came out of its sheath and screamed, it was firmly held in his hand, surrounded by thousands of sword lights, his right hand flipped lightly, and the long sword pointed sharply ahead...

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Clouds and mists pass by, the sun rises and sets, flowers bloom and fade, spring passes, summer begins, autumn ends, winter ends, gradually, three years have passed.

The sun was just rising, but the sun did not show up, but the light was covered by a blue sword energy.

Lingyue stood on the top of the mountain, holding a long sword in his hand. A cold light flashed across the blade of the sword, and it flew past his resolute face. The next moment, it flew out and fell directly into a boulder. In an instant, that The boulder turned into powder and scattered in all directions.

Fu Que had just arrived at this time, and when she saw this, she smiled and applauded, and said with sincere admiration, "Brother, your swordsmanship is getting better and better!"

With a wave of Ling Yue's hand, the sword was already in his hand. He put the long sword back into the scabbard, and then turned around, "Fu Que, why are you here?"

Fu Que was obviously in a good mood, and her tone was very brisk, "Tu Su has been imprisoned for nearly three years, and I want to go to my father with senior brother to beg him to release Tu Su."

He lowered his eyes and pondered, but his tone was emotional, "It's been three years so soon, and Tu Su has suffered enough." He raised his head, met Fu Que's eyes, nodded and said, "Let's go together Bar."

"En." Fu Que nodded, and followed him closely to Tianyong City.

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As the night approached dusk, people lit up lamps everywhere in Yuangu, and it seemed like daytime for a while.

Nanhua stood on one side, looked sideways at Aunt Wan who was sitting on the stool, and said solemnly, "I can feel...the Burning Heart Stone is less and less effective for you."

Aunt Wan stroked a few strands of white hair by her ears, and sighed, "Our ancestors were combined with mortals. The blood of our family is not pure, and the light-burning heart stone can do little." She shook her head lightly again, "I I have long looked down on life and death, but...but I don't want Mu Ling to go back to my old path, and thanks to you running around looking for a way these years, it's just...it's predestined, so there's no need to force it."

By the end of the story, she seemed to have lost all hope.

"Nanhua is ashamed," he said lightly, "After so many years, he hasn't found the best solution, but there is still a chance of turning things around, so how can he give up lightly?" He walked up to Aunt Wan, his eyes burning, he was serious Persistence, "Aunt Wan, you have to believe that not only you put Mu Ling in the most important position in your heart, but I do the same."

The last few words were like an oath engraved in the blood, and each word fell heavily in Aunt Wan's heart.

She was in a dark mood, she didn't know what Nan Hua was thinking, it was just...

If Mu Ling's thoughts go against him, according to Nanhua's temperament, how much confusion will arise...

At this time, Mu Ling shook the dog's tail grass that he pulled out casually in his hand, and walked to her mother's room bored.

As soon as she arrived outside the door, she heard Nanhua and her mother talking in the room, hesitated for a while, then hid aside and eavesdropped.

"Before, I learned from the fragments of the Taihua Sect's collection," Nan Huafu said slowly, regaining his usual expression, "there is another artifact called the Candle Dragon Scale, which can reshape you and Mu Ling." The power of blood. It's just that the world is vast, and I don't know where to find it." His voice paused, and then he said, "Aunt Wan, but don't let Mu Ling know about this."

"Huh?" Mu Ling was puzzled when she heard this, why did Brother Nan Hua hide this matter from her?

"Why?" Aunt Wan asked puzzled.

He looked at the ice moon outside the window, and his eyes were a little complicated, "I can feel that since she came back from Tianyong City, she has been yearning for the world, but with her temperament, she is not suitable for it. "

Aunt Wan pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Mu Ling has lived in Yuangu since she was a child, and has never set foot in the world except for going to Tianyong City three years ago.

The human heart is sinister, but she is too simple, indeed, she is not suitable there.

Mu Ling, who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping, disapproved for a while. He stopped when he was about to go in, rolled his eyes, snorted softly, and then quietly retreated out.

As the days passed, a sneaky figure suddenly appeared by the lake where no one dared to approach.

Seeing that Mu Ling was carrying a burden, he looked around for a while and saw that no one came to the room, so he patted the burden full of food in satisfaction.

The big guy is at the bottom of the lake, so no one dares to approach here, except of course, her!

She curled her nose triumphantly, "Brother Nanhua wants to control me, but I won't let him do what he wants! Besides," she pouted again, "I haven't stepped out of the deep valley for three years. Not only can I travel around the world, but I can also find such a fetish for my mother! Isn't it the best of both worlds!"

After praising her idea in her heart, she strode towards the lake.

The exit of the deep valley must be guarded, and it is impossible to leave from there, but the water in this lake is running water, and since it is running water, there must be an exit!

She nodded affirmatively for her clever idea, but she couldn't help shivering just as her feet dipped into the icy cold lake, but she still endured and continued to walk in, and soon her head disappeared into the lake, leaving only The next few bubbles kept popping up.

Nan Hua and Aunt Wan walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, watching Mu Ling dive into the lake to escape.

Aunt Wan was a little worried that Mu Ling would get angry if she left Nanhua, but she looked at him but saw that his expression hadn't changed at all, so she said tentatively, "Since you knew she would leave, why didn't you stop her."

However, the corner of his mouth raised a slight arc, and his voice was like the water in this lake, without any waves, but it made people more and more elusive about his thoughts.

"A bird leaving the nest will not know what is so precious until it hits a wall."

His gaze is directed into the distance, his eyes are deep but empty.

And she...would she know what is so precious...