[Thunderbolt] Wandering without a home, where to return

Heartless?Yuan Wuxiang shook his head: "Tsk tsk, this sentence..."

Tired Shoutian's bright golden eyes squinted at Yuan Wuxiang with a half-smile before Yuan Wuxiang finished speaking: "How?"

"Ahem, buddy, the border is precarious now, are you really a little bit out of space?"

"No matter how busy I am, I always have time to take care of my friend, so you can rest assured that my friend is there."

"..." This increasingly eloquent person is really that taciturn Fang Xiu from Peking University?

"It seems that my friend, you have something to do. I wonder if my friend is lucky enough to be with you?"

"...Hehe..." After laughing twice, Yuan Wuxiang only felt a toothache. Even if he was upset by himself, he wouldn't bring such a poor person... But then he thought about going with him. Cuihuan Mountain looking for Su is really not a bad thing, so he immediately showed an innocent and candid smile: "My friend said that it is so serious, is it to make Yuan feel ashamed?"

Tired Shoutian snorted coldly, tapped his fingers lightly, and his golden eyes narrowed with a hint of silent threat: "Then what's your friend's conclusion?"

"Tian Shou Tian has something to say, Yuan Wuxiang is naturally good in every way, and I will follow it in every way."

"Then where are you going next?"

"Cuihuan Mountain."

"Su really?"

"Of course."

"Have you seen him?"

"It's a coincidence in the sea of ​​swords."

"A coincidence?" Juan Shoutian smiled, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

Aou... the number of times he has been fooled, Tired Shoutian has obviously developed antibodies, Yuan Wuxiang silently raised his forehead, it is true that they met in Lun Jianhai, as for the coincidence...

"The tone of my friend's voice is really meaningful."

"is it?"

"Isn't it?"

"right."

"what."

"So, are you really looking for Su on purpose?"

Those who hide the truth don't know, since Tired Shoutian already has doubts, Yuan Wuxiang will not deny his thoughts.

"Yes."

"There is no country in the past..." Tired Shoutian looked up at the unpredictable sky, and his clear voice revealed a trace of bitterness and trembling: "See the movement of God's will, you..."

"Tired to reap the heavens, I went out of the Taoist door myself, and never practiced the Tao again. What the will of God is, has never been my concern."

"Is it?"

"Yes."

"Yes." Tired Shoutian laughed lowly, the lonely voice made Yuan Wuxiang's heart tighten: "If I don't force you now, you will never hear a single truth."

"Tired God, you...it's rare to have a lot of time to think about it."

"Did I think too much?" Eyes met, looking at the helpless brother in front of him, Tired Shoutian twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly: "To Po Rushuang, to Mu Zhengrong, and even Ge Xianchuan... Do you want me to go on?"

Yuan Wuxiang inadvertently raised his hand to stroke the hair in front of his eyes and at the same time blocked the eyes that were flickering because he was tired of accepting the words of the sky, and then smiled indifferently: "That's just a common deduction plus a little investigation, that's all. After all, no matter how bad I am, there will always be someone willing to do things for me."

"Ha, inference and investigation? Is it true? A person who is not in a difficult situation, how can the person who works for you find out his whereabouts? Or do you want to tell me that the person who works for you is as far away as you are?" Is Fred over?"

"Oh, it's an exaggeration to say that it is far and wide."

"Without leaving home, you can know that a person who is not in a difficult situation is coming out again. Based on this alone, I think these four words are appropriate."

"Don't you also know that Su is really in Time City?"

"But I don't know when Su Zhenzhen will leave the City of Time. Those who can know this, except for the people inside the City of Time, are only... the people who are prophets."

"Prophet, compared to the exaggeration just now, this time my friend is really flattering me."

"Whether to be promoted or not, just like your current body, only you know what's in your mind."

"Hearing these words in my ears, it really makes me feel like a good friend, you are actually wronged in every way."

"is it?"

"My friend, it doesn't matter whether your guess just now is true or not. I'm just curious. When you, who have never bothered about such meaningless things, have the time to deliberate with your heart?"

"If you're willing to tell the truth, why should I bother?"

"Tsk tsk, that's what you said, friend, you need to know that attachment is a devil."

Tired Shoutian heard the words and sneered: "If one day I am really possessed, I hope my friend, you can also be as calm as you are now."

Yuan Wuxiang's hand behind his back was clenched suddenly, but the expression on his face was very relaxed: "God Tired Harvest, I can't bear such a serious accusation."

"You're so modest, there's nothing you can't do about me."

"This way of speaking beyond the strings really doesn't match your style." Yuan Wuxiang seemed to suddenly feel a headache, and raised his hand to rub his temples: "It's really hard for me to be so aggressive and sharp. parried."

"That's why I said, you... are so humble, I can tell you what you have more than enough."

"Since you have determined so, I have nothing to say."

"There is no country in the past, and the soul is like frost... We owe her in the end."

The smile on Yuan Wuxiang's face that was still smiling suddenly froze. No wonder Tired Shoutian mentioned Po Rushuang before. Presumably Po Rushuang has seen Tired Shoutian again, and he also told about the situation when he was looking for her. He is as smart as Tired Receiver, as long as there is a little clue, he can deduce and connect the truth he wants to know. A woman who doesn't know how to give up is really disgusting for him for no reason.

"Are you... Are you asking me for justice for her now?"

As Yuan Wuxiang's voice fell, the misty rain and setting sun, which had always been peaceful and peaceful, suddenly raised a chilling chill.

"I'm just telling the truth." Tired Shoutian lowered his eyes to avoid Yuan Wuxiang's cold gaze, and sighed: "We owe her in the end."

"Owing her?" Yuan Wuxiang slapped the stone table in front of him: "I owe her life, you want to pay back my life, owe her love, do you want to pay her back?"

The cold voice fell into the sound of the sudden collapse. Yuan Wuxiang suddenly got up and disappeared in the sudden formation. He was tired and wanted to chase, but was blocked by the formation. He was anxious but helpless.

"I never thought that we would be separated for only a few days, but when we met again, you were so angry. What happened?"

"Prince Xuantong?"

"Are you reminding me that there is still an unfinished business between you and me?"

Yuan Wuxiang quickly restrained his anger, and the cold and stern air on his body was replaced by the original modesty and elegance: "Since you don't like it, how about I call you "Autumn Wind, Twilight, and Red Song?"

"Of course, you were so angry just now, why?"

"You don't seem like a curious person."

"I'm only curious about the story on the sword, but you... are a strange sword."

"I gave up the sword in my hand a long time ago."

"This is something I need to judge. I just saw that although you are full of anger, you walk well. I don't know where you are going?"

"Cuihuan Mountain."

"That Su with the fragrance of a sword is really true?"

"Sword Fragrance?"

"The lotus-flavored sword fragrance."

"It seems that you and I are fellow travelers again."

"kindness."

"Since we have this fate, why don't we go together again?"

"Very good."

"Prince... He is obviously a person without martial arts." Zi Yufen who followed behind the two couldn't feel Yuan Wuxiang's martial arts and couldn't help but feel a little scratchy.

"Can't you feel the hidden sword intent on his body?"

"I used to talk about listening to the law of the sword, but now it has become the sword intent. How can there be any sword intent in an ordinary person?"

"what."

"What are you laughing at?" Zi Yufen looked at Yuan Wuxiang not very cheerfully.

"Your sword servant is very interesting."

"It's just too noisy sometimes."

"Hey, hey... Prince, what do you mean by that?"

"Your prince is telling you to meditate. Only by meditating can you gain more understanding, and you can go further along the way of the sword."

"Say it as if you know the prince well."

"It's not that I understand your prince, but I know that if you don't meditate on the path of the sword, even if your talent is higher than the path of the sword, it will come to an end."

"Humph……"

"It seems that this son is in your eyes."

"It's just a casual remark, do you think I'm like that cold and stingy person?"

"What kind of person you are, I don't know yet, but the future will last forever."

"The future is long? Ha."

"This laugh seems to be quite disapproving."

"Tomorrow will be a battle of life and death."

"You think you have no chance?"

"Since I have abandoned the sword, I am essentially useless for the sword, so how can I say the odds?"

"Then why did you abandon your sword?"

"What do you say is the most important thing for a martial artist?"

"Cut, you don't need to ask. Naturally, it's all the martial arts you've learned." Purple Yu Fen rolled his eyes boredly from behind, and interjected.

"What is the most important?" Xuan Tong turned his head to look at the people beside him, with a trace of inquiry in his eyes.

"You don't want to let go no matter what, it is the most important thing in your heart."

"So you put down the sword in your hand, only for the most important thing in your heart."

"Why are you wielding the sword in your hand?"

"What about you?"

"Before I gave up my sword, my sword was swung for love and righteousness."

"now what?"

"Now? Now the sword is not in my hand, I only have one life left."

"So, if you won't die in the next day's battle, it's not because you have a certain chance of winning, but because you want to protect someone or something with your life in vain."

Yuan Wuxiang paused, and then smiled: "You see it clearly, and you speak it with pain."

"It's a pity..." After a long time, Xuantong sighed faintly, for the person beside him, and also for the position that must be made clear in the end...