Qing Yun Zhi Zhi Yu An I

Lin Jingyu gently brushed the blade of the sword with his hand, as if treating his own child, looking at the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, his thoughts gradually drifted away...

In Necromancer Abyss, Xier accidentally obtained a magic weapon called Deterring Heart Bell, which interacts with his Dragon Slaying Sword and can feel each other.

But now, the Dragon Slaying Sword no longer shines like it used to. It has been ten years, and it has never sounded...

It's as if all this was just a dream...

After that battle, the others continued to do their own things as if nothing had happened, and no one mentioned what happened in the battle between righteousness and evil.

Heh~ It turns out that the so-called profound friendship gradually dissipated after that battle.

Affection?

Oh, how ironic.

Seele...

For the past ten years, I have missed you every moment, and I dare not dream every night, deeply afraid that I will dream of that heart-wrenching picture again.

Ghost King Zong

The man in black and red robe walked out of the stone room silently, looked back, dragged his tired body and left step by step, with a clear sense of killing and deep sadness all over his body.

Nine ghosts, gods and demons.

With my blood as a sacrifice.

Three lives and seven lives, eternal fall to hell.

Only for the sake of love, even if I die without regrets.

Suddenly remembered that someone had told him before,

Love to the depths to sacrifice for love,

Even if it fades into ashes,

Why did you ever regret it?

The world is not benevolent, and treats everything as a straw dog,

The sun and the moon are ruthless, turning thousands of generations to slaughter the heroes.

Seele...

One day, I will find a way to wake you up...

you…

must...wait for me...

must…

Baguio looked at the busy man, feeling pain in his heart, "Xiaofan..."

The man was stunned, a little dazed, this name that has been dusty for many years, since he entered the Ghost King Sect, others have called him Ghost Li, and rarely heard anyone call him Xiaofan...

Zhang Xiaofan...

How long has it been since I heard...?

Apart from…

Baguio…

Baguio is the only comfort in his heart, and it is also the dawn in his heart.

Gui Li held up a gentle smile, and said softly: "I'm fine, Yao'er, you don't have to worry about me."

He knows that she loves him...

It's just that only by being so busy can you forget all the pain for a short time.

Baguio choked up, "Xiao Fan, Xi'er has already left, you can't be exhausted anymore, I think Xi'er doesn't want to see you like this..."

Gui Li felt pain in his heart, "Only in this way can I cowardly avoid those painful memories temporarily."

Baguio gradually burst into tears, Guili stepped forward and gently held Biguio in his arms, comforting softly: "Yaoer, everything will be fine, when I find Qi Tianshu for your father, Xier can wake up came."

"Yeah." Bi Yao nodded lightly, stretched out her arms to hug Ghost Li tightly, wanting to get some comfort from him.

Yun Ning walked in but saw this scene, coughed lightly, and Baguio jumped out of Ghost Li's arms immediately in fright, watching Baguio's face gradually getting blush, she chuckled softly,

"Hey, my Baguio family is actually shy. It's been ten years. Are you afraid of being seen by others?"

Bi Yao glared at Yun Ning coquettishly, "I'm not shy, I'm reserved, do you understand being reserved?"

Seeing Bi Yao's shy appearance, Gui Li softened his heart, and slightly curled his lips, "Mm, reserved."

Gui Gui also started to tease her, stomped his feet, "Ignore you!"

After speaking, he walked away.

Seeing Bi Yao leave shyly, Yun Ning shook her head helplessly, then turned to look at Gui Li, "Gui Li, godfather has something to do with you."

Hearing the words, Gui Li gradually faded the smile on his face, nodded slightly, turned and left.

late at night.

Qingyun Mountain Xiaozhufeng

The sky was gloomy, there was no moon or starlight, and boundless darkness shrouded Xiaozhufeng.Lu Xueqi was dressed in white, standing alone on the moon-watching platform at the back of Xiaozhu Peak.

The moon-watching platform here is actually the most famous place on Xiaozhufeng. It is listed as one of the six scenic spots of Qingyun, "Moon-watching", along with the "sea of ​​clouds" and "Hongqiao" on Tongtian peak of Qingyun mountain.

The back mountain of Xiaozhufeng is also covered with dense bamboo forests, but it is different from the "black-jointed bamboo" on the back mountain of Dazhufeng. Another strange bamboo - tear bamboo is abundant on Xiaozhufeng.This kind of bamboo is emerald green in color, with a slender body, nearly twice as few nodes as ordinary bamboo, but the bamboo is extremely tough, known as the best in the world, and even ordinary woodcutters cannot cut it.But the most famous place of tearful bamboo is that on the emerald green bamboo body, there are little pink spots all over, just like the sad tears of a gentle woman, which is extremely beautiful.

And the origin of the name of Xiaozhufeng also comes from this.

As for the moon-watching platform, it is actually a lonely cliff hanging in mid-air. Except for the second half which is connected to the mountain, most of it is suspended in the sky.It is said that on a bright moon night, the moonlight will slowly rise from the foot of the mountain and slowly climb up to the moon-watching platform, and the moment when the moonlight fully illuminates the moon-watching platform is also when the moon is in the sky.

And the most beautiful time of the moon-watching platform, that is, at that time, the moonlight will suddenly shine incomparably brilliantly in an instant, shooting backwards from the smooth rocks of the moon-watching platform, illuminating the entire small bamboo peak in an instant. At that moment, the person standing on the moon-watching platform was almost like standing in a fairyland; what's more, it was said that on the night of the full moon that appeared only once in a year, people would feel like they were standing on the bright moon, The excitement of that feeling is indeed infinitely yearning.

However, the moon is dark and the wind is high tonight, so it is obviously not the time to appreciate the beautiful scenery of the moon. Not to mention the moon-watching platform on the back mountain of Xiaozhufeng, even the place where the disciples live in the front mountain is completely dark. Obviously, everyone has already fallen asleep.

Only Lu Xueqi somehow came to this lonely place alone.

Tianya, who never left her body, was still behind her, emitting a soft blue light in the darkness, illuminating some places around her.The night wind blew coldly, gently blowing her in snow-white clothes.

There were a few strands of soft hair on the sideburns, which were messed up by the wind and brushed against her fair face, but she didn't seem to pay attention at all, standing silently at the front of the cliff on the moon-watching platform, staring blankly into the distance .

The mountain wind gradually became stronger, and her clothes began to flutter in the wind.

One step further, there is darkness, the abyss.

On the edge of the cliff, in the twilight, the woman in white stands alone.

Bit by bit, what is emerging in my heart, what was originally a gentle feeling, how slowly, it turned into sadness.

One click, one click, like an invisible blade, piercing deeply in my heart.

The trace carved deep in my heart turned out to be that person's smiling face like a flower.

longing, grief...

When there was no one in the dark, in a secluded place, she slowly opened her arms, and in front of her was boundless darkness, as if the sky and the earth were boundless.

The wind is so fast, rushing into her arms seems to tear people apart, and the darkness under her feet is suddenly ready to move, stretching out a dark hand from an unknown place, wrapping around her body, trying to pull her into the abyss.

It's just that she seemed to be insane, just staring silently, the wind blowing her thin and fragile body at the moment, like a lily blooming in the dark.

The night is deep.

The inexplicable cold penetrated every skin in the body, only the mind, only the mind suddenly became hot, and the tenderness hidden deep in the heart suddenly burst out like a burning flame, and then condensed into— —

A face.

"Chuck..."

A sharp sound suddenly sounded in the dark night, echoing far away.

The Tianya Excalibur was unsheathed, shining brilliantly in the darkness.The white figure then soared up and caught Tianya in mid-air. The bitter mountain wind suddenly swept up. Accompanied by the white figure, on the moon-watching platform, an incomparably beautiful sword dance began.

The autumn water falls like a long sky, turning into a boundless Milky Way, twirling and moving in Xianxian's hands, flowing happily in the dark night.Sometimes it soars to the sky, sometimes it falls to the ground, sometimes it turns into a streamer in silver clothes, yearning for that peerless face; sometimes it disperses into a sky full of stars, shining brightly.

Lu Xueqi was on the moon platform, bit her lips deeply, closed her eyes, her body seemed to be floating in the wind, like fluttering catkins, like cold flowers, dancing out of this world's poignant and beautiful figure.

She turned into a white floating light, exhausted all her strength, her face was so pale, as if she could still see faint beads of sweat, but she didn't stop, maybe her body was tired, so she could forget everything!

So she was dancing, dancing, that figure in the night, faint and beautiful...

"Ding!"

With a soft crisp sound, the Tianya Excalibur slowly fell from his hand, the sharp blade ignored the hard rock at all, piercing into the stone silently like piercing snow.

The brilliant and beautiful white figure gradually lowered itself, and the darkness crept up.

Who is panting in the dark?

There are drops of water, dripping gently, falling on the stone, maybe it is the sweat after exhaustion?

She panted lightly, panting, and then slowly calmed down, her eyes raised, but there was a touch of bewilderment.

At some point, she danced to the back of the moon-watching platform, and there was a bamboo forest in front of her, and the slender and gentle tearful bamboo in front of her.

Under the faint light, little by little tear stains, like a heartbroken woman.

She stared blankly, then suddenly laughed, silently, as if with a bit of bitterness, then disregarded the dust on the ground, disregarded the clean white clothes on her body, and sat on the ground with her back against the tear bamboo.

Look up, look at the sky!

The sky is endless...

The night wind blows, as if there is a faint familiar smell.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

It turns out that after exhaustion, the face in my heart is more profound.

The past, bit by bit, seems to be engraved in my heart, and can never be erased.

She still had her eyes closed, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.Then, thinking, thinking...

"Tomorrow, we will go down the mountain with them to the Death Swamp."

Qingyun Mountain Tongtian Peak, the ancestral hall of the ancestors.

The light in the hall was still a little dim as usual. Master Daoxuan held three pillars of fragrance in his hands, and respectfully bowed to countless patriarchs and ancestors. Then he took a step forward and put the sandalwood in his hand on the altar. in the incense burner.

Beside him, there was only the gray-clothed and white-haired Wan Jianyi who took care of the ancestor's ancestral hall.The dim light shone on his face. After the passage of time, his face was full of vicissitudes.

Daoxuan turned his head, his eyes fell on his face, and suddenly said, "You seem to be looking a little bit older."

The old man had no expression on his face, and said indifferently: "The years make people old, what's so strange?"

Daoxuan smiled, as if he wanted to say something, suddenly a voice came from outside the ancestral hall: "Senior, disciple Lin Jingyu has returned, come to say hello to senior."

Daoxuan frowned slightly, and kept silent, Wan Jianyi took a step slowly, but he didn't leave the ancestral hall, he only raised his voice, and said, "You're back from practicing sword? How's your practice going?"

Lin Jingyu said respectfully outside: "I have become familiar with the moves you taught me a lot."

A faint smile seemed to appear on Wan Jianyi's lips, and he said, "Very well, let's go rest after practicing sword for a day, I'll be fine here alone."

"Yes, senior, this disciple is going to rest first." After the people inside responded, Lin Jingyu left.

Reverend Daoxuan walked a few steps slowly, stood in the shadow of the main hall, looked out from the gate, and saw Lin Jingyu under the soft moonlight, carrying the dragon-slaying sword on his back, wearing a long coat, a jade belt around his waist, and a handsome face. , walking forward step by step.

He looked at it silently for a while, and said: "This child is a good material, no matter his aptitude or temperament, he is the top choice."

Wan Jian looked a little slow in his steps, walked up to him, took a look outside, and said: "Then why didn't you accept him under your sect back then?" He even wanted to get rid of him.

Reverend Daoxuan looked at the departing Lin Jingyu, that young man was in full bloom, no matter where he looked at, he revealed such a vigorous vigor and a compelling edge, which made people feel that he was different.

Reverend Daoxuan suddenly smiled, a very plain, very plain smile, then turned around and said to Wan Jian, "Because he is too much like a person, his temperament, expression, and even his aptitude are all the same as that So much alike. I wouldn't be able to sleep if I had him by my side."

The muscles on Wan Jian's face suddenly seemed to twitch.

Reverend Daoxuan turned his head, looked at him, looked at him indifferently, after a long time, suddenly shook his head, and then said with a smile: "I was joking with you!" , coughed a few times in a low voice.

Wan Jianyi glanced at his chest, then at Daoxuan Master Daoxuan's slightly pale face at the moment, and said calmly: "It's been ten years, is your injury still not healed?"

Reverend Daoxuan didn't speak, but his cough gradually became louder, and then his complexion became increasingly ugly. After a while, the cough gradually calmed down.

Reverend Daoxuan heaved a sigh of relief, turned around, and walked to the spiritual altar where countless Qingyun sect patriarchs were enshrined. It's so powerful!"

Wan Jianyi walked over slowly, reached out and took a rag, and began to wipe it gently on the heavy altar table, saying: "The power of the Zhuxian Sword is so powerful, plus the 'Zhuxian Sword Formation', it is enough to defy the sky. Waiting for a ferocious thing is against the will of heaven, you should know it when you use the ancient sword of Zhu Xian."

Reverend Daoxuan said indifferently: "Of course I know that on the stone tablet in the Huanyue Cave, from Patriarch Qingye down, the patriarchs of all generations have left strict orders not to use this sword unless it is absolutely necessary!"

Wan Jianyi wiped the altar slowly, very slowly, as if he had been doing it for many years, that's why he was so focused.He looked at the table, smiled suddenly, and said: "Actually, I also thought about it, maybe if you use the Zhuxian Ancient Sword a few more times, you might die faster than me."

Reverend Daoxuan looked at Wan Jianyi's upright back, his pupils suddenly shrank, and after a while, he turned around and walked out.

"Are you leaving?" Wan Jianyi's desolate voice came from behind him.

Reverend Daoxuan stopped in his tracks, but he didn't turn his head back. After a while, his voice came slowly: "Do you still remember what I said when I rescued you back then?"

Wan Jianyi stood in the dark shadows without answering.

Reverend Daoxuan didn't look back either, there seemed to be a strange aura floating in the ancestral hall of the patriarch, for a long while, only Reverend Daoxuan's voice was heard: "I saved you because I owe you, but I won't let you live Longer than me!"

Wan Jianyi's body was already hidden in the shadows, motionless, Immediately Reverend Daoxuan walked out, leaving the patriarch's ancestral hall.

Lin Jingyu watched the head master leave, for some reason, when Master Daoxuan came out of the ancestor's ancestral hall just now, his heart was suddenly filled with hatred, but he suddenly felt that the face of the head master seemed a little strangely pale.

No!Lin Jingyu, why are you still concerned about whether his face is pale or not?

It's him,

Not only did it ruin everything about you, it also ruined Xiaofan and even Xier...

quick!kill him!

Kill him, and you can avenge Xier!

Lin Jingyu, for the past ten years, you have been struggling with your inner demons, and now is not the right time to take revenge.

but…

Why are you hesitating?

You can't bear it?Or do you say you hate him, but you still respect him in your heart?

you so...

how…

How can you be worthy of Xi'er, who sacrificed her life to save you and protect you?

How can you feel sorry for her?

You don't even deserve her love for you...

Lin Jingyu,

What a coward you are...

You dare not...cannot bear to avenge the one you love...

What else are you talking about loving her?

Lin Jingyu screamed in his heart.

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