Full moon night, by the Yellow River.

The desolate bright moon hung high, and there was a cold fog on the Yellow River. Lu Xiaofeng stood on the bank, stood for a while, and began to walk in the river.

He wanted to end his life.

This year, he was 17 years old, and Consonance Finger was just a fantasy in his mind.

He is not a prodigal son, and he is not keen on wine. He likes the sharpest sword, rides the strongest horse, and prefers gentle and beautiful girls.

This year, he didn't have four eyebrows yet, but he was already famous all over the world. His swordsmanship was sharp, he was extremely intelligent, and he was proud and arrogant. He was an arrogant, ice-like boy.

And this cruel world prefers to polish the edges and corners of a young man, which can lift him into the clouds or make him fall into the mud.

It was also in this year that he had a girl he loved, who was rescued from a group of local snakes when he was fighting with swords.The girl's eyes are like a deer that is about to die after being thrown down by a hungry tiger in the forest, and her face is like a rose covered with dew in the morning, blooming with beauty and fragrance.

Her snow-white shoulders were exposed to the cold night of early winter, and every violent breath was filled with white mist. She looked at him sadly and said in despair, "Why couldn't you come earlier? Why couldn't you come earlier?" The next mess.

Blood and corpses are all over the ground, and the candlelight is dim.

Lu Xiaofeng took off his clothes and covered her body, and said cautiously: "I'll take you away...is that okay?"

For the first time in his life, this lonely and arrogant young man, the prodigal son who will become famous in the future, tasted the feeling of being tempted.

It took him half a year to heal the girl's pain and open her heart.They hugged each other on a warm night full of roses, and he said: "I want to marry you, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life."

The girl trembled in her arms, her cheeks blushed slowly, she bit her lip and whispered: "I don't know any martial arts, and my health is not good, I'm afraid it will drag you down."

Lu Xiaofeng tightened his arms, and said solemnly: "I will definitely protect you, and I won't let you suffer any more harm!"

He broke his promise.

The price of being famous in the world is countless troubles. People in the Jianghu can't control everything.

The group of local snakes he got rid of were just young men. Their boss was a senior brother who had been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes. He once rowed alone in a lone boat in the middle of the rushing Yellow River, and threatened that within a year, who could pick him? For him, he is willing to donate all his wealth and 10 taels of silver. If he loses, all the banks of the Yellow River will be his territory.

Later, he became the famous Dragon Slayer of the Yellow River, founded the Julong Gang, and rose to prominence within a year.

Bang Liyi goes first, if Lu Xiaofeng kills his brother, he will destroy Lu Xiaofeng's family.

Lu Xiaofeng didn't have a full family, and the girl who didn't know martial arts suffered a disaster.

They tied her to the heart of the river where the dragon slaying hands beat her back then, and in front of Lu Xiaofeng, they stabbed her into the heart and threw her into the mighty river that never stopped.

Lu Xiaofeng fought desperately, charged all the way, with more than forty wounds, single-handedly challenged Dragon Slayer, he was defeated.No matter how he collapsed, how desperate he was, he could only helplessly watch, watching his beloved woman die miserably.

The shoe of Zhanlongshou stepped on his face, "Do you know where you are wrong? Brat, you dare to come out to mess around without even learning martial arts? Remember, I didn't kill your woman, you killed her!" of!"

The long sword pierced his back, and the dragon-slaying hand kicked him into the water like a rotten rag.

Three days later, he was rescued from the river by a caravan from the Hua family passing by in a boat. The sword pierced the back of his heart a little, and Lu Xiaofeng survived, but the girl he swore to be with him forever was cold in the water alone.

When he was 17 years old, he was the happiest year in the first half of his life, but also the most painful year.

In countless silent and desolate nights, he wandered by the vast Yellow River, and then stepped into it step by step.

Sometimes he thinks, I want to live, I want to avenge her, and then wakes up like a dream, struggling to get back to the shore, sometimes he thinks, so what if I get revenge?She will never come back.

She was waiting for him on the other side of the underworld alone.

The full moon above his head turned blood red, he waded through the water, and suddenly, a hand grabbed him.

Lu Xiaofeng looked back in a daze, the girl's eyes were like stars, and she sneered at him.

"What's the matter? Are you unhappy to see me?" She said, "Or have you forgotten me since I've been away for too long?"

Lu Xiaofeng was stunned for a long time, then hugged her tightly, choked up and said: "I have never forgotten you for a day!"

The girl stroked his back, and put her cheek against his heart: "This time, you will protect me, right?"

……

Ximen Chuuxue saw Lin Mo in a dream.

The blood moon is hiding in the hazy black clouds.

In Quxiang Garden, Lin Mo was holding a fruit plate and said with a smile, "Can I put it down?"

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, and Lin Mo, the clinker, not only put down the fruit plate, but also sat beside him, staring at his face with his hands on his chin.

"What are you looking at?"

Lin Mo smiled and said, "Nonsense, of course I'm looking at you."

"Why do you want to see me?"

"Maybe it's because I like you."

"Like it?" Ximen Chuuxue's face, which was always ice and snow, slowly burst into a smile.

There were only the two of them in the Accord, and behind the screen was the bath water soaked with jasmine petals.

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly turned his head and looked at the screen, the light was projected on it, his vision gradually dimmed, the scene was changing, everything in his sight disappeared one by one, and slowly turned into the plants and trees he was familiar with.

The continuous shade of trees that cover the sky and the sun, the winding corridors, and the open space paved with bluestone slabs without any weeds... This is his home.

The old housekeeper and the maid held a red gauze lamp, the red seemed to cover the sky and the earth.

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly remembered that he had just finished a life-and-death duel, and he went all out to fight heartily, and his kendo touched the god of death for the first time, and he was one level closer.

More importantly, when he was about to die, he saw a burst of pure white and holy light.

The fairy-like face was calm, staring at him tenderly.

In the first twenty years of his life, Ximen Chuuxue only had swords. Until this moment, his world has taken on a different color.

Red, the world is ambiguous and hazy red, the red veil is blown up by the wind...

"I have one ability, which is mind reading." Lin Mo said to him like this: "You like me, don't you?"

In the dream, Ximen Chuuxue finally said the words that he swallowed hard.

"Yes, I like you, very much."

"It's strange, why do you like me?" She raised a smile: "Is it because I'm pretty?"

"Yes... no." He nodded slightly and chuckled: "I don't know, maybe it's just an illusion at the moment of dying."

Lin Mo approached him, took his hand and put it on his face: "Then what are you going to do with this hallucination?"

Ximen Chuuxue said word by word: "Marry me."

"Oh?"

He said it again: "I want you to marry me."

Red tents, dragon and phoenix candles, she is as bright as a peony, her eyes are shining, her lips are flushed, and the room is charming.

The candles burned till dawn.

Time flies, and it is September [-]th, the moon is hanging under the eaves of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. There are no ridiculous painters, no magic camps full of swords and guns, and no careerists who seek to usurp the throne. There is only one person he respects the most. opponent.

From the first battle until dawn, he won the battle openly, and there was no one else in his wife's eyes, only him, and she could only see him.

"What are your plans next?" Lin Mo asked.

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the sword in his hand, and said sadly: "I want to live in seclusion, and never ask about world affairs again, are you still willing to accompany me?"

Lin Mo nestled in his arms and said softly, "I will accompany you whatever you want, forever."

……

A seven or eight-year-old boy was running alone in a narrow alley, and a vicious big yellow dog was chasing him. The barking of the dog made him terrified.

During the day, he still has a mother, although this mother always likes to beat him and scold him, pulling his hair and ears and throwing him to the ground, cursing why he was born and why he has to live, he has caused her misfortune.

The boy only saw his father once, on the execution ground. He watched the man being stripped of his clothes, and the silver knife cut off his body piece by piece. Every time a piece was cut, the man would let out a burst of misery. Number.

The man is his father.

I heard from the people around me that this man committed adultery, rape, and robbery. He was ignorant the day before and harmed the daughter of Zhou Shilang's family in the Ministry of War.

His mother was crying, gritted her teeth and applauded loudly from below.

It is said that his father forced his mother to have him. Because of this, his mother lost an excellent marriage and was kicked out by the family.

The boy was only four years old, what could he understand?All he knew was to call this woman who beat him every day his mother, to kneel down to beg for food, to call himself a disgusting bitch, and to be rewarded with a bite if he scolded him well.

Now even the little food is gone, he was left behind after all, no matter how much he wailed, begged, knelt down, kowtowed all to no avail, mother changed into a decent new shirt, sat in a spacious carriage, He couldn't keep up with the running speed anyway.

Weeping, he hugged his knees and huddled in the cold night, on a deserted street corner, calling for his mother.

This is winter, and people freeze to death every winter, not to mention the boy's clothes are thin.

No one knows that this is the childhood of the famous Zhongyuan Yidianhong.

The blood moon was hanging high, the cold wind was howling, the alleys were whimpering, and the dogs were barking.

When he was crying sadly, he suddenly felt his body warm up.

A suede cloak fell over him.

Looking up, it was a kind-hearted woman. She took his hand and said softly, "Whose family are you a child? Why are you outside alone in such cold?"

Yidianhong cried: "I...I don't know, my mother doesn't want me anymore."

"What's your name?"

"I don't have a name."

The woman sighed quietly: "It's also pitiful, my home is over there, why don't you go back with me?"

A little red said: "Will you hit me?"

The woman said, "Hit you?"

He wiped away his tears and grabbed the corner of the woman's clothes, "Even if you beat me or scold me, as long as... as long as you are willing to take me in, I will do anything."

The woman squatted down, wrapped him tightly with the cloak, held him in her arms, and said softly, "I will treat you well."

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嗯,下一个写谁的梦呢?今晚想再来一更感谢在2021-06-1300:44:13~2021-06-1322:49:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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