inseparable

Xue Yang stabbed horizontally with his sword, but was blocked by the Junzi sword that suddenly sprang out. His wrist was stabbed, and the Shuanghua in his hand was thrown into the air. Xue Yang frowned and was about to take it, but was caught by Jiang Buli's sword. After hitting back, if it wasn't for the quick response of the disaster relief in his hand, I'm afraid he would not only be beaten back a few steps

"This is?! Soul Eater Art!" Lan Sizhui said in surprise

Everyone also had incredible expressions on their faces, and they stared at each other with their eyes wide open, for fear of missing this half-style move.

"Xiao Li?" Wei Wuxian frowned.

There was a moment of flying sand and stones, and the smoke filled the air. I saw a white sword light that pierced the heart and soul, and went straight towards Xue Yang. The sword energy violently overturned to the ground

Xue Yang resisted the pain in his chest, evoked a familiar smile, and wiped his left hand from the corner of his mouth to the right, "Oh, interesting. Come again!"

Jiang Buli didn't hear it, he clenched the Junzi sword in his hand, tapped his toe, turned into a sword light and went straight to Xue Yang's heart, full of sword energy and murderous intent, pressing towards Xue Yang's surroundings People couldn't open their eyes, they stretched out their hands to resist

"Ah!" Suddenly, a scream pierced the stagnant air, and everyone looked for the sound, only to see Xue Yang's arm tightly lying a few meters away from him, and Xue Yang was pale. Kneeling down on the ground with one face, clutching the bloody arm that had been broken off, weeping endlessly, the blood fell drop by drop along the tip of Junzijian, splashing the dust and mud under his feet

"Heh, Jiang Buli, after so many years, you really haven't improved at all. If I were you, I would definitely kill the opponent with a single sword. Not only would I kill him, but I would also flog the corpse. Only in this way can I vent my hatred !"

Jiang Buli looked at him with cold eyes, and said coldly, "I won't kill you, he won't want to see me like this." After finishing speaking, he retracted the sword in his hand, and murmured while looking at the unknown distance Said, "Xue Yang, you are doomed to die in this life, and you don't deserve Xingchen's forgiveness."

Xue Yang still smiled at the previous sentence, but the sentence "doesn't deserve Xingchen's forgiveness" made the smile on his face froze, and Shuanghua, who flew away from him as soon as Jiang Buli called The sword was the last straw that crushed him

Xue Yang yelled at Jiang Buli hysterically, "What you said is false! It is false! Everything is false!! He will forgive me. I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. He will forgive me. of……"

Ignoring Xue Yang's muttering to himself, Jiang Buli clenched the Shuanghua sword in his hand, and murmured, "Don't be afraid, Xingchen, Buli will take you home." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and turned towards the direction he came from Yizhuang just now. and go

"Auntie..." Jin Ling held Jiang Buli with worried hands, Jiang Buli smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and stroked his hair, "Ah Ling, good boy" After saying that, he withdrew his hand and walked over Jin Ling, who was about to chase after him. , was grabbed by Lan SiZhui behind him

"What are you pulling me for?! Let go!"

"I think what Zi Lanjun needs most now is to be alone and quiet."

Jin Ling curled his lips, as if acquiescing to Lan Sizhui's words, and stopped struggling, just stood quietly watching Jiang Buli go away.

When he walked past Wei Wuxian, he was grabbed by the arm of the other party. "Little Junior Sister" heard the other party's worried words and saw the other party's worried expression. Jiang Buli slowly raised a bitter smile, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry. , your little junior sister has grown up."

The words fell and patted Wei Wuxian's hand tightly holding her arm, and after the other party let go in a daze, Jiang Buli walked forward again, leaving the crowd, Jiang Buli's strength could no longer be restrained , step by step, walking forward like a walking corpse, the Shuanghua sword in his hand was clenched tighter and tighter, as if sensing her sorrow, the Shuanghua sword trembled uneasily

Suddenly, there was a sound of swords breaking through the wind behind him, followed by the dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Someone said, "Xue Yang, dead." All of a sudden, she dispersed like this, tears slowly slipped from the corners of her eyes, and wet her skirt

The breeze blew across her cheeks, and the ear whispered softly to her, "Don't leave, don't cry"

Looking at the illusory figure in front of him, Jiang Buli smiled idiotically, the swords in his hand slipped one by one, Jiang Buli with a faint smile slowly fell backwards

Everyone behind her ran towards her one after another, and for a moment her world was full of ridicule. There was Wei Wuxian who was worried and anxious, and Lord Hanguang who was frowning, and Jin Ling who was not about to cry but was already crying. Lan Sizhui, Lan Jingyi, etc.

Jiang Buli's last image of Yicheng was only in the chaotic and complicated words of the crowd.

Inside the inn

Wei Wuxian looked at the letter in his hand and smiled lightly. Lan Wangji walked up to him and stood still, asking in a deep voice, "Why, didn't you tell her?"

After hearing Lan Wangji's words, Wei Wuxian smiled sadly, "Tell her what? Even I don't know if this is a hope, so why bother her in vain?"

Lan Wangji was silent for a moment, looked at Wei Wuxian and said, "You are wrong, no matter how small it is, it is already the greatest gift to her."

Wei Wuxian stopped drinking, and returned to normal in a moment, drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, looked at the cool moonlight and asked slowly, "Aren't you tired after 16 years?"

"Not tired"

The small courtyard in Yiling is still the same as it was at the beginning, but with some more decorations, it is no longer the shabby look

At the stone table in the courtyard, Jiang Buli sat on one side, poured a cup of tea and put it on the opposite side, enjoying the gentle breeze, watching the clouds and clouds in the sky

Jiang Buli said lightly, "Xiao Xingchen, we're going home."

Cloud is deep

Another wave of disciples saluted and greeted Lan Wangji, Lan Wangji responded lightly, and then walked towards the Hantan cave in the back mountain without stopping, carrying the food box

As soon as he entered the cave, Wei Wuxian wailed feebly, "Lan Zhan, you're finally here, I'm about to starve to death"

Lan Wangji chuckled, walked over and put the food in the food box on the stone table one by one, "Ah! The emperor smiled, Lan Zhan, you know me best!" Wei Wuxian happily took the emperor and immediately laughed and drank

After a hearty drink, Wei Wuxian's exhaustion and burnout just disappeared in an instant, and his whole body immediately became full of energy and vitality. Here Wei Wuxian is eating happily, and the person lying on the ice bed on the other side move your fingers slightly

This year's winter is extremely cold, but there has been no snowfall for a long time. The cold wind blows on people's faces and hurts. Even so, there is still a long queue at the chestnut cake shop on Chengxi East Street.

"Boss, a box of chestnut cakes," Jiang Buli said

"Okay! Take it, girl." The chestnut cake seller is a simple and honest man. He is tall and thick, and there is a little girl next to him. It should be his daughter. She is very cute with a double bun.

Jiang Buli took it with his hand, paid the money, thanked him and turned to leave.Walking to the corner of the intersection, a group of children suddenly ran out, Jiang Buli was wandering in the sky, and the chestnut cake in his hand fell to the ground and shattered

When the children saw that they were in trouble, they quickly ran away without a trace. Seeing this, Jiang Buli shook his head amusedly, looked at the shattered chestnut cake and sighed, "It seems that you and I really clashed. "

As soon as the voice fell, a thin snowflake fell down and landed on the chestnut cake, one piece after another, and after a while, it covered the chestnut cake on the ground, covered with snow-white snowflakes.

This is the first snow of this year. Although it is a bit late, it is fortunate that it is not absent.The snow fell heavily, as if to clean up all the accumulation of these days, Jiang Buli's hair and shoulders were covered with white snow, he looked like a snowman

Bai Xue dipped into his collar, and Jiang Buli was startled abruptly. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had been standing for a long time, and he should find a place to hide

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he just collided with the person behind him

The sound of a 'snap' when an object falls to the ground

Jiang Buli looked down, the familiar paper bag, the familiar chestnut cake should not be called crushed chestnut cake now

Jiang Buli, who was more determined to fight against the chestnut cake, held his forehead helplessly, and said bravely, "I'm really sorry about that, otherwise, I'll go buy you another copy."

The man chuckled and said, "It's gone, this is the last portion for today, I think I can't eat this chestnut cake today"

The clear and shallow words, but the words weighed as much as a thousand catties, weighed on Jiang Buli's heart, and the water vapor filled his eyes. In these days, Jiang Buli had heard such a voice more than once, but always When she woke up from the dream, she suddenly realized that all this was just a dream of hers.

From hope to disappointment, it took only a moment to exhaust all her strength. Even so, she still looks forward to the next reunion, even if the sadness becomes heavier after waking up from the dream, she will be happy

It's just that this time it seems to be different, that pair of joints are distinct, the warm and thick big hand just held her hand that wiped away tears, "Don't cry, I'm stupid" and took her hand and placed it in his heart, The fiery beating feeling there all means that the person in front of you is not an illusion, but a real existence

"Buli, I'm back, your Xiao Xingchen is back"