Crossing the sword spirit of the world of comprehension

There was a lot of mourning in the mourning hall, and there were several urns, all of which were disciples who had died before.In the middle is Han Guzi's coffin.Probably because of the sudden death, the Tiangu Sword Sect didn't prepare a coffin, and burned everyone's bones to ashes except Han Guzi.

Yue Ming knelt in front of the coffin, crying almost hoarse.

When Yue Zheng came in, everyone secretly looked at him.

Yue Zheng took a stick of incense, and when everyone thought he was going to worship Han Guzi, he said to Qing Chenzi, "I'm here to worship Leng Chan."

The crying in the entire mourning hall suddenly became quieter.

Yue Ming jumped up on the spot, staring at him with red eyes, and clenched his fists tightly.

"Lengchan, now you can rest in peace." Yuezheng said in a voice that no one else could hear, and solemnly offered incense, then glanced at Han Guzi's coffin, and left the mourning hall under the complicated eyes of everyone.

Afterwards, Yuezheng went to live in the courtyard where he lived before, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Wang Xiaojian was very depressed. He said he wanted to confirm, but he ran to this place to stay there. He pestered Yuezheng for a while to find out about the situation, but Yuezheng remained silent as if he was deaf, and Wang Xiaojian could only roll away mournfully. to the side.

Yue Zheng opened his eyes, his eyes were a bit complicated, he asked Wang Xiaojian, "Are you angry?"

"..." Wang Xiaojian refused to dump him. Now the master doesn't want to hear it, even if you beg me to hear it, I don't want to hear it.

Yuezheng sighed, "It's just quite emotional."

Wang Xiaojian is torn between listening to gossip and self-esteem.

"I really didn't expect such a thing to happen. If I had expected it earlier, maybe it wouldn't have happened."

Wang Xiaojian raised his ears.

Yue Zheng didn't say anything.

Wang Xiaojian was so depressed that he vomited blood, he flew to Yuezheng angrily, "Don't say half of it, okay?"

"Do you think there is love between men and men?"

ha?

Wang Xiaojian suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"Leng Chan and Shi Fang Mao, back then I thought they had an unusual relationship, now it seems..."

"You hate their relationship?" Wang Xiaojian asked nervously.

Yue Zheng shook his head.

Wang Xiaojian breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

"They lived and died together several times, which is not difficult to understand."

Wang Xiaojian quickly counted how many times he and Yuezheng have lived and died together, and found that there is no _(:з」∠)_

"In fact, as time goes by, feelings can also develop." Wang Xiaojian said deeply.

"is it?"

"Isn't it?"

Yue Zheng thought for a while, then nodded, "It's understandable."

Wang Xiaojian's heart was surging, "Emotion has nothing to do with gender, as long as you feel it, call."

"Call?"

"It's the feeling of being electrocuted."

Yue Zheng frowned.

"It's numb, itchy, it feels like the bones are crisp." Wang Xiaojian looked at Yuezheng and began to rippling.

Yue Zheng thought for a while, and with a snap of his fingers, the sky suddenly crackled, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, enveloping the two of them.After the crackling lightning, Yue Zheng nodded, "Understood."

Wang Xiaojian fell on the table with black smoke, and he didn't recover for a long time.

At night, they suddenly heard a loud commotion, and a faint red light flickered in the sky.Yuezheng rushed over to take a look, and saw a big fire in the mourning hall. Countless people were running around, carrying water to put out the fire.Most of the disciples had already gathered at the mourning hall. At this time, the surrounding halls were silent, and the leaves were shaking, looking like ghosts.

Yuezheng didn't even think about it, turned his head and flew towards the dark night with his sword flying, and soon flew into the surrounding dense forest.He stopped suddenly.

It was dark and cold all around, and the old bustard screamed from time to time, as if a ghost would rush out of the darkness soon.

Wang Xiaojian's scalp was numb, and he couldn't help getting closer to Yuezheng.

Yuezheng stood on the spot for a moment, then suddenly flew towards a big tree on the right, the speed was so fast that Wang Xiaojian almost couldn't breathe.

He heard a muffled grunt overhead, then a heavy object fell from a tree, then heard the slight sound of weapons being exchanged, and then the world fell silent.

In the pitch-black world, Wang Xiaojian could only see the outlines of trees around him, but couldn't see anything else, so he couldn't help being very anxious. He was about to speak to break the silence, but he heard Yue Zheng's voice—"Shi Fangmao? "

Wang Xiaojian was startled, and quickly looked in the dark direction ahead, only to see a vague black shadow there, vaguely resembling the silhouette of a person.

The black shadow moved and rushed to the west.

Yuezheng followed closely behind, "You can't get rid of me, I left a mark on Leng Chan's urn."

The man finally stopped, and remained silent in the darkness.

"Is it you?" Yuezheng asked again, before Heiying could reply, "There is no one else but you who is unwilling to let go of the urn even though it knows that there is a mark on it."

Finally, Soi Ying said, "It's me."

"Why are you here?" Yue Zheng asked again.

The man didn't speak.

"Are you here to get Leng Chan's ashes?"

After a long time, Hei Ying said, "Ask knowingly."

"Did you kill those people?"

The shadow moved again, remained silent for a moment, and finally admitted, "That's right."

"why?"

Heiying smiled, "Do you still need to ask?"

Yue Zheng was silent for a moment, "Because of Leng Chan."

"For Langye Sword, Han Guzi killed him."

After leaving a low voice, the black shadow suddenly shot backwards and disappeared into the dense forest.

Yue Zheng didn't chase after him.

In fact, Wang Xiaojian already had a faint premonition in his heart, and now he heard Shi Fangmao say this, he couldn't help sighing.After knowing the truth, he didn't know what to say.He has seen Shi Fangmao, a handsome man who looks straightforward, but he didn't expect...

Yuezheng stood there for a while, very calm, Wang Xiaojian didn't know what he was thinking, this person rarely showed his emotions, but as long as a normal person encounters such a thing, it is impossible not to be shocked.

He raised his head to see Yue Zheng's face, but the leaves above his head blocked the moonlight, and Yue Zheng's face was completely hidden in the darkness, so naturally he couldn't see his expression.

He wanted to say something to break the dull silence, but he couldn't say a word when he opened his mouth. He was racking his brains to think of how to comfort the beautiful ice boy, Yue Zheng moved and led him in another direction .

After that night, Wang Xiaojian felt that Yue Zheng had some kind of emotion.He no longer persisted in investigating the cause of Han Guzi's death, nor told others that he had seen Shifang Mao, but stayed in the small courtyard and occasionally went to the edge of the cliff next to the small courtyard.Wang Xiaojian thought that he probably didn't want to investigate any further.

It's normal to be entangled. Han Guzi killed his friend's good friend, and his friend killed Han Guzi for his good friend's revenge. It's not a crime to say.Now that Yuezheng, as a detective, has encountered human obstacles, it is not difficult to understand favoritism.

There is a cliff in the back mountain of Tiangu Sword Sect. Yuezheng stands on it and stares at the vast expanse of heaven and earth in front of him. The cold wind from the sky makes his white robe rustle, which is a bit aloof.

After a while, he suddenly said, "Thank you this time."

Wang Xiaojian was stunned for a moment before realizing that this sentence was addressed to himself, and he let out an "ah" for some unknown reason.

Yue Zheng didn't move his head, "If you hadn't found Leng Chan's bones, he might have been lying there forever."

Wang Xiaojian didn't know how to answer. He was not good at dealing with such heavy topics and scenes. He didn't like to see Yuezheng sad. He wanted to change the subject. After thinking about it, the topic he was best at seemed to be where are the steamed stuffed buns Dumplings, bread and snacks are more delicious, but it seems too out of place to discuss this topic in the current atmosphere.

Standing in the afterglow of dusk, the mountain wind blows from the forest, which is quite bleak.Yuezheng stood on the top of the cliff, his clothes fluttered and danced with the wind, and there seemed to be an air of loneliness lingering around his body.

But that might be an illusion.

A person like Yue Zheng, he is such a cold and arrogant strong man, he should enjoy the strong loneliness, right?

but……

Wang Xiaojian recalled the day when he knew that King Yan had passed away, and thought of the little snow floating in the air after he danced the sword flower, and suddenly felt a piercing pain in his heart.

He didn't understand where the pain came from, he just wanted to get close to him...

He did the same.

He flew to Yuezheng's shoulder and wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say a word.

One person and one sword quietly stared at the vast land in the distance.

"We'll leave tomorrow." Finally, Yue Zheng said, "Go back to Hanhai Yunzong."

"Okay!" Wang Xiaojian replied immediately, he didn't want to stay in this place for a long time.It's gloomy, as if it hides countless ghosts and monsters.

Yue Zheng smiled.

He turned around and walked down the cliff to the small courtyard. When he was halfway, he suddenly saw a strong green light emanating from the mountain on which the buildings of the Tiangu Sword Sect depended.The light flickered for a while before gradually fading away.

"What is that?" Wang Xiaojian exclaimed, "What a strong aura!"

Yue Zheng's eyes flashed, and he quickly used his figure to fly to that place.

Wang Xiaojian raised his head and noticed several figures flying out of the building directly in front of him, and quickly flew towards the mountain where the light disappeared.

Yuezheng and the others soon came to the mountain, where a hole appeared at some point, and the light came from that hole.A few people stood by and seemed to be arguing, faintly feeling that they should be more emotional.Sensing that Yuezheng was coming, they stopped talking and turned around with a bit embarrassed expression.

Wang Xiaojian took a serious look, and found that they were all quite prestigious elders of the Tiangu Sword Sect.

The cave was hidden behind the dense shade of trees, so I couldn't see clearly.

Wang Xiaojian looked around again. This place is extremely remote and inaccessible. There are barren mountains and mountains everywhere, and there is no road at all.

"I sent the forbidden area, outsiders please leave quickly!" Before approaching the cave, a voice sternly said.Wang Xiaojian looked quickly, and saw Qingchenzi with a strange expression.The elders standing behind him subconsciously surrounded the cave entrance to block the prying eyes of others.

Wang Xiaojian became more and more curious about the things in the cave.

At the time of the Leng Chan incident, the attitudes of these elders were divided into two categories, one was on Yuezheng's side and wanted to investigate the cause of Leng Chan's death, and the other was the elders headed by Qing Chenzi who remained silent and did not speak clearly.Now, in a rare unity, they show a gesture of rejection.

When Wang Xiaojian was feeling strange, Yuezheng stopped on a stone ten feet away from the elders. Wang Xiaojian knew that he wanted to go into the cave to have a look, but judging by the situation, he probably couldn't do it.

"Yue Zhenren, please go back." One of the elders said politely.

Yue Zheng glanced at several people slowly, and suddenly asked Wang Xiaojian in a low voice: "Can you feel what's inside?"

Wang Xiaojian came back to his senses, yes, can't he feel spiritual things?

Hastily replied: "Wait."

Then concentrate and immerse yourself in the world of spiritual power.Gradually, the flowers, plants and trees in the field of vision became blurred, and what gradually became prominent were patches of different colors and shades.The place where the cave is located is a deep green, pulsating like life, and the center of the color block is clearly in the shape of a sword...

"It's a sword..." Wang Xiaojian hastily restrained himself and let out a long breath.The spiritual power of this sword is like a vortex in the sea, and the surging power seems to involve people's souls.Wang Xiaojian was secretly startled, the spiritual power of this sword might only be rivaled by Chi Riyan's Ziyi Sword and Yan Guo Zhaoyun Sword, it must be a peerless famous sword.

Raising his head, he saw that Yuezheng's lips had been pursed into a cold straight line, and his dark pupils were already a deep ice blue.

"It's the Langye Sword."