[Youth Songxing] Root Bone

There are more things today, and our big disciple Tang Lian once again took advantage of the darkness to rest.It was dark now, and the surrounding houses had already turned off their lights.But the peaceful long night was pierced by a ray of light.

The light faded very quickly, but Tang Lian still locked the direction immediately.He tapped his toes, leaped onto the tiles, and reached his destination in an instant.

Tang Lian saw the source and didn't go forward. She blended into the night without making a sound. She just watched from a distance, watching the night swordsman under the moon practicing his swordsmanship.

After Chu Yang finished practicing a set of sword skills, Tang Lian flew forward, seeing the surprised expression of the girl in front of her, and sighed in her heart that her vigilance was far from enough.

Tang Lian asked her: "It's so late, why don't you rest?"

Chu Yang didn't answer, and the Xie Xuan sword in his hand, which was more dazzling under the moonlight, pointed straight at Tang Lian's throat. Tang Lian dodged the blade in a flash, and the two smiled tacitly, and passed a few moves silently.

Xie Xuanjian was forced into the sheath, and Tang Lian couldn't help but stare at the dissatisfied girl in front of her face: "How, now we can say why you don't come home at night?"

Sikong Chuyang smiled slightly: "Master said he would leave after participating in the Hundred Flowers Meeting. I think I will practice more these days, so I can learn more from Master." After speaking, Chuyang tapped his toes on the tiles and added: "I It’s not a night out, the room is right under your feet.”

"Yes, yes," Tang Lian nodded helplessly, "Even so, you can't practice swords so late. If you don't rest well and look haggard, then the third master and Qian Luo will have to worry again."

Chu Yang rubbed the fluff on the fringe of the sword: "But I see that you always come home late, is it okay?"

Tang Lian was puzzled: "You?"

Sikong Chuyang's beautiful eyes turned around, and he immediately sued the junior brother: "For example, Xiao Se, since I practiced sword late at night, I can see him on the roof every time."

Tang Lian was silent: "Didn't the disciples who watch the night notice?"

"Who is going to check the roof?" Sikong Chuyang hurriedly said: "Brother Tang, don't blame them, Xiao Se just blows the wind with a straw in his mouth and looks at the stars, it's fine."

"I let you say good and bad things, what else can I do?" Tang Lian smiled helplessly: "It's too late today, let's go back and rest first."

Sikong Chuyang froze, and smiled a little forcedly: "I see, that senior should also rest earlier."

Tang Lian watched her go back, although she felt that she was wrong, but Chu Yang didn't want to say more, Tang Lian just thought she was tired and didn't care too much.

"Chuchu, are you still thinking about him?"

It was a cold and transparent male voice, very strange but also very familiar.

Sikong Chuyang was a little scared, he closed his eyes as if he didn't hear it, and deliberately turned his back to the direction of the sound.

"Chuchu," the voice was getting closer, "Look at me, okay?"

The voice rang close to his ears, Chu Yang wanted to run away, but his whole body was nailed in place, unable to move.She was very scared, but felt a gust of cold wind gradually engulfing her, her scalp and back were numb, and she couldn't help but get goosebumps.

She wanted to speak and tell him that she was not Chuchu, but she opened her mouth but no sound came out.With all her strength, she couldn't squeeze out even a whimper.Sikong Chuyang was startled and frightened, flustered and uncomfortable, cold sweat kept falling, and shivering from being blown by the dark wind.

"Peace."

A voice came along with a piece of light.

Chu Yang suddenly opened his eyes with a calm mind, but he could only see a piece of light and no one could be seen. The cold wind behind her suddenly turned into a warm body, tightly encircling her in his arms, clasping one hand tightly. She has to struggle with the hand.

"Chuchu!" The voice was a little flustered: "You can't leave me!"

Sikong Chuyang was angry and impatient, his body was illuminated by that ray of light, he was already calm and aware of his current situation.Even so, she still couldn't help retorting: "I'm not Chuchu!"

The shadow behind him seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then his tone became hoarse and rough: "Chuchu, look at me... just look at me."

Chuyang ignored him, recalling that Xie Xuan had promised that he would not hurt her.Since it won't hurt me, why do you keep pestering me?

Sikong Chuyang frowned, and with Xie Xuan's guarantee, he was naturally not afraid of him.There must be a break, she gritted her teeth and finally turned around, and finally saw this shadow that had been with her since before she was born.

She had imagined several times in front of her, what kind of face would that be?It's desolate, it's sad, it's twisted, it's melancholy.

neither.

That face was unexpectedly clean, and his appearance was not outstanding but pleasing to the eye. He was dressed in a golden python robe and a nine-pronged crown on his head, with an outstanding temperament.It is obviously a very dignified dress, but he wears it in a gentle and elegant manner, which is no different from ordinary casual clothes, as if one moment he is in the court, the next moment he can enjoy painting and discuss books with literati and refined scholars.

She was just a little distracted, and the clear eyes of the person in front of her became sad: "Chuchu, don't leave me."

"I'm not..." Chuyang wanted to refute, but seeing his sad expression, he couldn't bear to say it. Sikong Chuyang looked at the young man in front of him speechlessly, but suddenly noticed the difference between today and the past.

No, there is one more person.Sikong Chuyang looked calm, he saw all of them, so why not another one?

It's a pity that it didn't go as she wished, she looked around and there were only the two of them here.She felt strange, but suddenly there was a sound of "concentration" in her ear.

The originally gentle face of the young man in front of him instantly turned ferocious, and he roared hysterically and silently like rushing towards her.Chu Yang was frightened by this sudden change, and subconsciously aroused Xie Xuanjian.

With a sinking hand, Xie Xuanjian came in response to the call.

Sikong Chuyang sat up abruptly, the familiar quilt curtain, and Xie Xuanjian's familiar cool texture in his hand.

Xie Xuanjian was in her hand, which made her feel relieved.

She just sat here like this, her pajamas soaked in sweat and clinging tightly to her body.She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if she had suddenly returned to the world.Sikong Chuyang smiled slightly, but when he lowered his head to look at Xie Xuanjian in his hand, his smile froze.

Xie Xuanjian was still the same, but the small ice jade on the spike of the sword was shattered into weird shapes.There was a buzzing in his ears, and Sikong Chuyang felt his head groggy. He gritted his teeth and forcefully removed the spike of the sword.

Yu Sui is not a good sign.

She pushed open the window to take a breath, and the bright spring breeze blew away her worries.

That's all.Sikong Chuyang looked at Chusheng's rising sun with his chin resting on his chin. It was the same scene he saw on Mount Qingcheng when he was young.

"He won't harm you," said a priest who couldn't remember his face. I'm afraid, it will end."

Sikong Chuyang clenched Xie Xuanjian tightly with a gloomy expression, and the charm on the hilt was faintly dim.

So when is the end?

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Optional: Xiao Se, Xie Xuan, Jinxian, Wushuang, Wuxin, Lei Wujie, Tang Lian.

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