After being pulled up by the master

Cao Ruoyu couldn't believe it, subconsciously held his breath, and looked at Wen Ke, but the other party also froze in place, not moving.He had no choice but to move his legs with difficulty, and moved slightly towards Wen Ke, staring at the figure while moving, for fear that the "ghost" would suddenly attack.

When he finally came to Wen Ke's side trembling and sweating profusely, he heard a murmur: "Big brother?"

"Huh?" Cao Ruoyu slightly widened his eyes.

Although Wen Ke couldn't see anything clearly, he couldn't see clearly, but in the vast expanse of whiteness, he still felt the familiar aura, which was as cold as snow and as sharp as a knife.

He was certain that this person was Sun Xuehua, his elder brother who had passed away many years ago.

Wen Ke walked forward slowly, but as soon as he approached, the wisp of spirit returned to the sword body, and the white smoke disappeared, and everything returned to its original state again.Wen Ke couldn't hide his melancholy, and turned to look at Cao Ruoyu. The other party hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his hand: "Again, some more?"

He thought that Wen Ke missed Sun Xuehua and wanted to see that person again.

Wen Ke curled his lips, and patted his palm with a "snap": "Go back."

"what?"

Cao Ruoyu looked stunned, and Wen Ke couldn't help laughing: "Stupid."

He turned his back and walked away.Cao Ruoyu hastily put away his sword, and hastily chased after him: "Wait for me, Elder Wen."

"No." Wen Ke didn't turn his head back, but fortunately he couldn't walk fast, Cao Ruoyu soon walked side by side with him: "Elder Wen, is that your elder brother?"

"Yes." Wen Ke asked with a smile, "Is it a good-looking talent, outstanding? Senior brother is the most outstanding and outstanding head of our Linyuan history."

"Well," Cao Ruoyu thought for a while, "Handsome is handsome, but he looks colder than my master."

"When you meet him for the first time and you are not familiar with him, you will naturally feel that he is deserted. When I met Guzhu Xue the day before, I felt the same way."

Wen Ke thought this was human nature, and Cao Ruoyu also fell into deep thought: "Elder Gu said that Senior Sun and my elder brother have a very good relationship. Thinking about it this way, my elder brother seems to be very attractive to such a deserted person."

"Is there?" Wen Ke seriously recalled the days when Xue Wendi was in Linyuan ten years ago. The elder brother didn't seem to have given him any preferential treatment. The two of them didn't even have much intersection. Learn from each other, lose the sword.

Cao Ruoyu was also taken aback when he heard this: "No? I heard from Elder Gu that Senior Sun has always regarded my elder brother as his best friend and a lifelong friend."

Wen Ke was even more confused: "Best friend for life?"

He immediately stood still and looked at Cao Ruoyu, and the image of Sun Xuehua lowering his eyes slightly that day on Linyuan Mountain Road appeared in his mind.

"I have also lost swords."

"I lost to my best friend."

Scenes, sentences, gathered little by little, and memories flooded with freshness.

At that time, Xue Wendi said to him: "Yuzhi, your brother looks so lonely."

Wen Ke didn't fully understand it at that time, he thought this kind of loneliness was the lonely loneliness that the strong will have, but at this moment, he actually understood that this kind of loneliness is also the loneliness that the best friends are separated and cannot be chased in the past.

"Senior Sister Gu, what else did I tell you?" Wen Ke asked Cao Ruoyu softly, and the other party scratched his head: "Where do you start? Elder Gu told me a lot, starting from when she was a child."

"Let's talk about it all." Wen Ke's voice became softer, "I am the youngest in the division, and I don't even know the past of the brothers and sisters."

He has been a disciple of Lu Ming, the owner of the Speculation Hall, from the very beginning.But his master died of illness when he was eight years old.Before dying, Lu Ming called him to the sickbed, pointed to Sun Xuehua who had become Linyuan's head at that time, and said to him, "Come, call me senior brother."

Wen Ke looked up at the tall and tall man, but he didn't dare to call anyone.He is young, and he started late, so he should call Sun Xuehua "Master Uncle" because of emotion and reason.

Lu Ming saw his hesitation, sat up with support, took his hand, and urged: "Hurry up, Xiaoxue will be your big brother from now on, you want to practice swords with him, you know?"

"Yes, Master." Wen Ke looked at Sun Xuehua again, and called timidly: "Eldest brother."

The other party said nothing, just nodded slightly.

Lu Ming finally said something silently and died with a smile.

Wen Ke didn't hear it, but thinking about it, it should also be words like thanking Sun Xuehua.So far, he has practiced swordsmanship with Sun Xuehua, but unfortunately he was born with a lack of aura and could not reach the height of the other party. Although he was successful in swordsmanship, it was not his hometown after all.Within a few years, he began to study ancient books with all his heart, regardless of world affairs.

Wen Ke and Cao Ruoyu walked together, looked at the green hills in front of them, and recalled the Sibian Hall when they were young, and suddenly said: "On the day my master passed away, the eldest brother took away a pot of flowers on the window sill."

Sun Xuehua said that he wanted to send flowers to a good friend for Master, he held the potted flower in one hand, and led himself in the other, walking on the long mountain road.

That road leads to Zhaoshuilingquan.

That's where the worry is.

Sun Xuehua took him only to the outside of the door, and the man's warm voice came from inside the door: "Just put it outside the door."

"Don't you see Xiao Yuzhi?" Sun Xuehua asked her.

"not see."

The rich door is closed, and a beautiful crabapple hangs down from the wall.

Wen Ke hardly saw He Yiyou. To him, this senior could only be described as mysterious.

Sun Xuehua took his leave and led him back.The young Wen Ke was very nervous and couldn't even walk easily, so Sun Xuehua walked slowly, occasionally pulling him who almost fell down.

Wen Ke has been prone to wrestling since he was a child. This is a secret that he would never tell if he was killed. Of course, everyone knows it.Both Sun Xuehua and Xue Wendi will take care of him.

Wen Ke thought about it, and his thinking diverged. He looked at Cao Ruoyu again, and it became more and more wrong.The other party was terrified by him, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"I found a problem." Wen Ke's expression was subtle. Although he fell easily, it seemed that only this person always carried him on his back?

Cao Ruoyu looked confused: "What's the problem?"

Wen Ke shook his head: "Nothing."

Maybe he was thinking too much, how could he feel that a fool like Cao Ruoyu was a bit different to him?If it were another person, Cao Ruoyu could carry it all the way.

Wen Ke thought about it left and right, but was inexplicably unhappy, so he simply stopped thinking about it.Cao Ruoyu was even more confused when he saw his expression changing, "What's the matter?"

"Guess for yourself."

Wen Ke just refused to say, and Cao Ruoyu had nothing to do with him, so he had to let him go.

It was night, after Cao Ruoyu settled down with Fu Ji, he secretly went to practice his sword again.When he was cleaning up the warehouse, he also found several sword manuals that Xue Si had left for them. They all had their names written on them and different moves drawn, which fit their respective roots.

Cao Ruoyu was playful when he was young, and he was not as good as Fu and them in terms of basic skills, and he is not enlightened now, and his progress is slow.Xue Si seemed to have expected this, and in the sword manual he gave him, the moves were simple, but there were thousands of changes, and he left a comment, telling him that all changes remain true, one life is two, two begets three, and three begets endless .

Cao Ruoyu practiced hard all night and all night, new calluses appeared on his hands, and the soles of his shoes were smoothed out.

But still no clue.

Cao Ruoyu was sweating profusely, but he still couldn't figure it out.He thought about the key to the problem over and over again, and failed again and again.When the dawn was approaching, he was finally discouraged, lying all over the slate bricks, holding Mingshu in his hand, panting heavily.

He didn't understand why he couldn't cultivate a little sword energy. Elder Gu also said that he has deep spiritual roots and is a person who can make great achievements, but why is he still the one who is holding back?

"Do you know?" Cao Ruoyu raised Mingshu and muttered to it.

The sky turned pale, and a faint halo passed through the Flying Cloud Stone on Mingshu's sword hilt. Cao Ruoyu could even see his own fatigue reflected in the stone.

But the more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong, his appearance seemed to gradually change, and he became another person.

That person's cold eyes were looking at him calmly.

Cao Ruoyu was startled, he let go of his hand, and the sword hit him hard on the bridge of his nose, causing him to roll from side to side in pain.In the dim light of the sky, a person slowly appeared.When Cao Ruoyu opened his eyes again, he saw the other party, and his legs went limp again in fright.

Sun Xuehua just looked at him with no expression on his face.

Cao Ruoyu stood up in a panic, momentarily embarrassed: "Senior Sun."

After finishing speaking, he was thinking again, can Elder Wen's elder brother hear him speak?What if I can't hear you?

At this time, the opponent returned to the sword again. Cao Ruoyu was stunned, picked it up silently, and muttered: "Senior Sun, are you unable to speak? Did you suffer too much from being in the eternal lamp for too long?"

He felt sorry for this person, and felt distressed with the sword in his hand.He babbled: "I don't know how my senior brother is doing now, how is Master, whether my third senior brother and junior junior brother are safe or not."

Cao Ruoyu is an acquaintance, although at first he misunderstood Sun Xuehua as a ghost and was very scared, but once he accepted the fact that the other party was Elder Wen's elder brother, he began to reveal his true nature.

As he danced his sword under the sky, his body became inexplicably hot. A hot current gushed out from his dantian and gradually converged to the edge of his sword. It seemed that Ming Shu was no longer controlled by him, but guided by another force.

The early morning wind blew by, and the broken hair around Cao Ruoyu's ears stuck to his sweaty face. He seemed to hear a strange voice in a trance.The voice said to him: "You are kind and forgiving in nature, and you are not suitable for blood. The sword that your master taught you is not a sword for murder, but a sword for defending the way. You should use retreat to advance, and it is the same."

Cao Ruoyu was like enlightened, it turned out that what the master meant was not to have everything, but to embrace the essence and keep the one.

"Thank you senior."

He was very respectful, but the other party didn't answer, but fell into silence again.

The sky is white, the clouds are smudged to bright, as pure as snow.

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Write a few chapters about the fate of the juniors