If there is a comeback

The moon is born in the sky, and it slantly shines on the mountains.

The surrounding fields are silent, except for the sound of the wind, rustling.Ximen Chuuxue stood on the snow with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly.Behind him, a crystal waterfall cascaded straight down the frozen broken stone wall, and was falling into a pool of water below. The splashed water wetted a piece of white robe. . .

Under the night sky, the person standing with his hands behind his back couldn't see his expression clearly. . .

The moon is just in the sky, and a slight crescent moon penetrates the clouds, shining on the waveless pool water, bringing a hazy light, all quiet and not like the noisy world, arousing the feeling of desolation. . .

Ximen Chuuxue suddenly felt as if his eyes were burned by some dazzling color. He slightly raised his head and looked at the position of the pool. In the bleak moonlight, there was a faint line of swords whistling like a howling. In the quiet night, it floated down on a protruding rock in the water, with white clothes flying and a calm face.

Ximen Chuuxue tightened his lips, met the man's calm eyes, his lips silently trembled a few times, then tightened again, before he nodded slightly, said: "...you are here."

Ye Gucheng also nodded and said, "I'm here..."

The atmosphere between the two was mixed with unknown complexity, making the two of them seem like frozen snowmen, they could only stare at each other for a long time, not daring to make any rash moves first. . .It wasn't until an intense bird song sounded from a distance that the eyes of the two who were glued together were broken. . .

The wind was biting, and the snow was falling.

Ye Gucheng stood on the rock, held his long sword in front of his chest, and said: "Tonight, with the snow scene in front of us, fighting against the owner of Ximen Village will satisfy my life's wish."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded, and a deep voice sounded: "I have to fight with Baiyun City Lord, Ximen Chuuxue, I have no regrets..."

Ximen Chuuxue looked at the man standing on the rock, he was even more handsome under the moonlight, his white clothes fluttered in the wind, his waist-length hair fluttered wildly behind his back, his hazy expression was like a real flying fairy, Coming into this world, riding the wind and wanting to leave, true and unreal, indistinct and empty, like the last dream in the world of mortals, untouchable. . .

Ye Gucheng looked at the man on the shore from a distance, and an inexplicable light suddenly flashed in his calm amber eyes, but after a moment, he suddenly laughed loudly, and then struck the water under his feet with his sleeves flying In the meantime, the ice-cold pool of water was stimulated by his extremely powerful internal force, bringing up a thunderous water column that soared into the sky, with a huge momentum and earth-shattering momentum.Ye Gucheng laughed loudly, and in the mist filled the air, he could see white robes fluttering, his lacquered hair pulled in the wind, and the water vapor engulfed the moonlight, and he could vaguely see the tall and straight figure of the man on the rock, like a tall pine tree, with his snow-white and dust-free robe flying He got up, took a bag of wine bags from his waist, uncorked the cork with one hand, and said with a light smile: "...Since then, the mountains and rivers have been cut off, and no one will listen to the broken strings." Converging into a line and pouring into his slightly open mouth, Ye Gucheng closed his eyes and let the wine gurgle into his throat. At this moment, he let his mind wander far and wide, recalling many long past events, and the vivid memories in his mind were compared with swords. The front was even sharper, and countless pictures roared out from the bottom of my heart, but it was like this pool of water, chilling to the bone, and I could no longer find the warmth and affection I used to have. . .

The surrounding water is calm, the moonlight is gentle, and the sky and water seem to be endlessly continuous.Ye Gucheng only felt some pain in his heart, and the green hills around him were faint, and he was also slightly disappointed. He stopped pouring the wine bag, his eyes pierced through the water curtain that had gradually subsided, and looked at the man in white with black hair on the shore, and immediately Putting aside all the endless melancholy in my heart, with a calm expression, I just looked at the man with a smile, and the sleeves of the robe were slightly raised, and the wine bag in my hand drew a beautiful arc under the moonlight, straight towards the man. Go to the shore.

Ximen Chuuxue moved his right hand slightly, the wine bag had already fallen into his palm, he didn't pause, and the next moment, he raised his head and drank the remaining fine wine in the wine bag.The majestic water curtain gradually subsided, and the mist of icy cold water fell, thinly smearing Ye Gucheng's hair and clothes, making the amber eyes seem to have ripples from fine wine, and it seemed to be There are gentle tears like tears. . .The falling pool water splashed a few drops of water, and it was colorful under the moonlight. Ye Gucheng stood on the rock, his snow-white clothes flew up in the night wind, like pear blossoms in full bloom on the same tree, his hands were behind his back, his eyes were like water , with a hint of hint at the corner of his lips, standing proudly on the stone, looking at the man on the distant shore with composure and joy, he said: "In the world, how can all beings die... Injuries last forever, people are mortal, Since he was going to die, wouldn't it be a pleasure to die under Ximen Chuuxue's sword."

Ye Gucheng raised his head slightly, and was seeing the crescent moon in the sky, cold and lonely. . .Holding the sword hilt in his hand, his eyes seemed to be able to pierce misty clouds, and he said calmly: "In Ye Gucheng's life, only Ximen Chuuxue has truly loved him."

As soon as the voice fell, the amber eyes of the phoenix were calm and unwavering: "...just want a fight."

Snow-white robes fluttered, and in the cold night, Ximen Chuuxue was already standing on a big rock in the pool with his sword, looking directly at Ye Gucheng, and slowly pulled out the black sheath sword in his hand for a long time, the moonlight was like mist , but seeing frost like frost, reflecting the moon and shining stars: "...this sword is a sharp weapon in the world. The blade is three feet and seven inches, and the net weight is seven catties and 13 taels."

Ye Gucheng lowered his eyes and smiled, clenched the hilt of the sword with his fingers, and said calmly: "...this sword is an elite overseas cold sword, blowing hair and breaking hair, the blade is three feet three feet, and the net weight is six catties and four taels." He said eloquently After that, he continued to speak loudly: "... If I am defeated, please accept my sword. From now on, my sword will be your sword."

Ximen Chuuxue seemed to pause for a moment, then nodded slightly and said: "...If I am defeated, please accept my sword. My sword will be your sword from now on."

Ye Gucheng closed his eyes and smiled, the red marks in the corners of his eyes were like the shadow of a fluttering crane, and said: "...From now on, the sword will never leave my body."

Ximen Chuuxue nodded slightly, and responded in a deep voice: "...the sword never leaves the body."

The moon was bright and bright, and Ye Gucheng gently wiped the sword body with his sleeve, his voice was like the sword in his hand, lonely and arrogant, and then he spoke leisurely, "...please."

The waterfall falls still, and the pond water flows steadily.The night was like a lacquer, but at a certain moment, there was a sharp and sharp voice, like a dragon's chant, a cloud of light rain suddenly burst out under the moonlight, and the two sword lights merged violently, and then fiercely intertwined , There are no words to describe each other's speed and strength, there is no trick, but a certain meaning is completely penetrated, the changes of moves are frighteningly fast, shining on the blue water.Ximen Chuuxue's dark eyes suddenly brightened, and a dazzling light burst out, and the sword in his hand suddenly increased in strength, pulling away the overwhelming silver light.

When the swords collided, there was no sound at all, but a pool of still water suddenly exploded, like the sky and the earth, countless water splashes arose on the originally calm water surface, a huge water column rose into the sky, and there was a loud bang, almost at the same time, Ximen Chuuxue only felt a light on the sword, and a white shadow rushed out of the water column. The sharp and stern sword energy was formless. With Ximen Chuuxue's eyesight, even though the water mist and shadows were chaotic at this moment, it still couldn't affect him at all. He could clearly see tens of thousands of water droplets flying and surging under the moonlight. The man's brows and eyes did not move, he turned his wrist and rushed out, swinging the sword light like nine heavens, flying in the air in white clothes, and his hair was lingering. Chaos, between eyebrows, a piece of peace.Ximen Chuuxue's gaze was like lightning, and he struck out a jet of water that soared into the sky with his palm, leaping forward. At the peak, the tip of the sword blazed brightly, crossing the water curtain suddenly, white clothes fluttering, black hair trailing like trails, like a god in the ice and snow, with overwhelming momentum, the sword pierced the opponent's forehead!

Amidst the earth-shattering momentum, this sword pierced through the air and the water curtain, and the snow-bright sword shadow that came in an instant just lit up the amber eyes. . .Ye Gucheng watched helplessly as the man was getting closer and closer in the mist, his stern eyebrows could still be seen clearly even in the splash of water, the corners of his snow-white robe flew away, showing a shocking beauty, so Fenghua, has been engraved in his heart a long time ago, into the soul and into the marrow, the water around his body is surging, just like the first meeting in the heavy rain that night, it is a destined entanglement in his life, on that day, at that moment, in that blink of an eye , in fate, suddenly appeared. . .

Ye Gucheng's eyelashes moved slightly, watching calmly the sword rushing towards him like thunder, as if at the next moment, he would approach him accurately, and the strength of the sword was so strong that it split open the surrounding mist A gap.Ye Gucheng's eyes seemed to have a touch of remoteness and bewilderment. At this critical moment between life and death, his eyes passed through the water splash, through the sword light, and fell on the person behind the sword. For a moment, just before the sword edge was about to pierce between the eyebrows, the sword suddenly turned back, and it precisely hit the tip of Ximen Chuuxue's sword, leaving only a few strands of broken hair flying soundlessly in the wind. Flying upside down, accompanied by the falling water curtain, stepping on the water, floating on the water and flying back, just like walking among the clouds, stepping on the soft clouds, landing on the rock where you were standing just now without any fireworks , Ximen Chuuxue also retreated at the same time, after rising and falling as fast as lightning, he had already returned to the position where he had just landed.

Ye Gucheng smiled slightly, and said: "...Ximen, what you want to see will soon be fulfilled." He slowly closed his eyes, and his mind gradually entered a kind of complete emptiness and clarity, All the memories that have been buried in my heart for many years, at this moment, are all gushing out without reservation, sweetness, pain, sadness, joy, pain, all kinds of emotions as strong as the sea wash away every part of my heart, At the moment before he was about to unleash his sword, Ye Gucheng seemed to be unable to think of anything, his whole body, his whole heart, was as clear as crystal, with neither joy nor sorrow on his face, only one head The black hair is flowing with the wind, like a dream or an illusion. . .

--Overseas lonely city, the spring breeze is not over.

Ximen Chuuxue just looked at the man not far away. The man wore a sandalwood beaded crown on his jet-black hair, and his long robe was as white as snow. The most dazzling white in the world, peerless coldness and aloofness, forever silent and calm, just like a flying fairy in the sky, descending to the world.

Under the night, the bright moon is also darkened, and it is eclipsed. . .

The cold star-like eyes suddenly opened.Ye Gucheng smiled slightly, while the sleeves of his robe fluttered, suddenly there was a slight sound of swords, and gradually, the sound became louder and louder, one sound after another, like the sun and menstruation, the thoughtful way is low, the light in Ximen Chuuxue's eyes is as bright as Chi Yang, fixedly looking at the condensed sword energy on the tip of Ye Gucheng's sword not far away, the sword tassel fluttered in the wind, with a piece of suet jade on it.Ye Gucheng looked at the man in white, and said with a smile: "...this is that, Flying Immortal Beyond the Sky."

Before the words were finished, there was only a clear whistle, the entire surface of the water suddenly flew up and rolled into countless mist, a line of white shadows flew out, the misty clouds and smoke in the night seemed to be pierced suddenly, and the stars all over the sky seemed to gather to the tip of the sword in an instant At a point on the sky, the misty water, the bright moon, and the sword light swept across the sky, and thousands of turbulent waves broke the sky. This is the most unimaginable beauty in the world of mortals, and it is also the most luxurious and ethereal dream. The mountain fell to the mountain, and with a speed that could not be reached by lightning, it struck the man on the rock in the middle of the pool with a thunderous blow!

The blood in Ximen Chuuxue's whole body is already boiling. Even if it symbolizes death, Xu Jianguang is still unparalleled in the world. It is unspeakably beautiful. It is the most beautiful thing he has ever seen in his life, and it is also the most stunning touch on the peak. streamer. . .Ximen Chuuxue flew up suddenly, and spared no effort to stab out the most brilliant sword in his life. At this moment, life and death are no longer important!

The sharp sword tips pierced each other's hearts at the same time.The moment the swords crossed each other, Ye Gucheng looked at the face of the man opposite him who was already close at hand, the outline so familiar that he could even draw it with his eyes closed, in the next moment, he would disappear forever under his sword. . .

The wind is still, the water is still, the fog is scattered and the clouds are flat.

Two equally tall and straight white shadows landed face to face on a high rock in the pool, a sharp sword tip rested quietly by Ximen Chuuxue's ear, and a few strands of long black hair that had been cut off silently flew down on the wind middle. . .

Ye Gucheng's heart hurt suddenly, but it wasn't the pain from the sword point piercing. There was a loud noise behind his ears, and the water and stones scattered in all directions after a strong collision. In a blur, he was embraced by someone. . .

Ximen Chuuxue embraced Ye Gucheng, blocking the impact of the water stone, and his sword deviated from Ye Gucheng's side at the last moment. When he saw the pale face of his lover opposite him under the moonlight, the sword flew away from his hand , deeply embedded in the stone wall of the waterfall, the sword energy brought by the internal force caused waves of water to vibrate. . .

A faint smell of blood diffused from Ximen Chuuxue's chest, dripping moist, viscous liquid, penetrated through Ximen Chuuxue's skirt, and soaked the skirt of his chest. . .

"Ye..." Ximen Chuuxue's eyes were already broken. . .

There was silence, Ye Gucheng didn't respond at all, what left Ximen Chuuxue was the horror of almost death. . .

The blood on Ximen Chuuxue's face had all faded away, but just raising his hand to stroke Ye Gucheng's pulse seemed to have exhausted all his strength. . .

"No... no pulse..." Ximen Chuuxue showed a confused expression, "How could it be, no pulse..."

The author has something to say: I can't write a decisive battle, so I can only do this first, don't cut me, the current situation is that Ximen is fine, and the city lord has not been hit by the sword, but the city lord has used too much internal energy. The injury is like this, no matter what, the city lord will be like this after this battle

Don't hit me, it's not over yet TAT

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