On the shore of the cape, he first met the red luan phoenix who was chased and killed by the demon gate, and the sword of the sword entropy pierced the body of the master of the demon gate, and he saved the red luan.

Hongluan turned into a delicate and delicate woman, and since then, she has been following Jian Entropy stubbornly.

"My name is Hongluan, what's your name?"

"Entropy!"

"Do you have only one word for your name? Don't you have a last name?"

"Sword entropy. ”

"Is the sword hurt? Are you hurt? Your sword is so powerful, how did the master of the Demon Gate hurt you?"

During the time of apprenticeship in Kunlun Mountain, the roots of Sword Entropy's ears were very quiet.

In the aura-filled mountains, in addition to the gurgling streams, there are only the occasional singing of spirit birds in the mountains. Even if Huigen is not talented, he can sink down and seek the sword wholeheartedly.

He couldn't get used to having a third sound in his ears all the time, even though it was very smart and nice.

Sword Entropy is a person who never rejects people thousands of miles away on weekdays.

But on that day, he drew his sword irritably: "This sword can get rid of the demon, and naturally it can also get the demon, and the people of the demon clan had better stay away from this sword." ”

The demon clan girl Hongluan did not leave.

She snorted, crossed her little hands behind her, and then muttered her little mouth and silently followed, following behind Sword Entropy.

From Beihai to Tiannan, from the prosperous and vast Tiandong to the dangerous broken world in the West, whether it is to kill demons or treat innocent people who are suffering, or to listen to the rain and snow, to see the meteors in the wind and waves, the green shirt and sword travel millions of miles in the world, since then this inseparable sound has been around the ears of the sword entropy, reverberating endlessly for millions of miles.

Habit is a terrible thing.

Time and distance made Sword Entropy, who had traveled the world and honed his Dao heart, gradually become accustomed to Hongluan's company.

He began to discover the beauty of Hongluan.

A crack began to appear in his resilient heart. In that crack sprouted a tender shoot called affection, which quietly thrived under the moisture of the same road of wind, rain, clouds and snow. In the end, it completely grew in the heart and could no longer be eradicated.

So Sword Entropy and Hongluan entrusted each other for life.

No matter how long the journey is, there will be an end to the day, and the most lacking thing in this world is that the two sides will stay together regardless of their appearance.

Because no matter whether you are born or enter the WTO, you can't escape from this world.

The mountains return to the mountains, the red dust returns to the red dust, the people who want to leave cannot be retained, and the people who want to stay cannot be driven away.

Sword Entropy was recalled to the Sword Pavilion by Shizun, and made this promise to each other before parting.

Someone was waiting at the bottom of the mountain.

......

The senior brother who returned to the Sword Pavilion, Jian Entropy, finally met the long-lost junior brother, and the two of them who were like siblings had not seen each other for a while, and they had a long talk all night.

"Senior Brother Sword Entropy, Master said that you met someone at the bottom of the mountain?"

"Yes, a person who is enough to destroy my Dao heart, but Senior Brother can't leave. ”

"What kind of person is that?"

"She'......"

That night, Jian Entropy didn't say anything about that person, but recalled the bits and pieces of her company during the trip.

The junior brother Jian Yan, who was at ease and unrestrained on the mountain, began to yearn for the life under the mountain after hearing a lot of interesting stories about the mountain and the person in the mouth of the senior brother.

The enthalpy of the sword is a gust of wind.

When he wants to blow through the mountains, he will not linger in the lake, and when he wants to blow away the flowing clouds, he will not obscure the clouds and close the moon.

He left a letter, and in the early morning of the second day after his brother returned from the sword entropy, he carried the sword down the mountain alone.

He deeply recorded in his heart the places that his brother had traveled all the way, and he wanted to find and experience the bits and pieces of his brother's story. Imagine that he was a senior brother who was ordered by his master to go down the mountain a few years ago to experience the joys and sorrows of the world.

He found the shore of the cape.

On the shore of the cape, Jian Yan saw a cyan bird wandering around the cape, as if looking for something.

Holding his sword in his chest, he smiled and asked the cyan bird, "Hey, what are you looking for?"

The cyan bird that hovered around the shore of the cape said that she was not looking for anything, that she was waiting for someone.

However, the shore of the cape in the far north has been untraced for many years, and where can anyone wait, and under the persuasion of the sword enthalpy, the cyan bird flew to the south.

The sword enthalpy lifts the sword and follows the wind.

He saw that the Qingluan had turned into a human form, and it was a graceful and charming woman.

The woman's name was Qingluan.

The moment Jian Yan saw the woman, he knew that he had found someone who was willing to destroy his Dao heart.

So he started to make her laugh.

The enthalpy of the sword is different from the sword entropy of the senior brother, although he has already developed a super-earthly mind after learning the sword path in Kunlun Mountain, he can shuttle through the red dust of the market, and he is completely a scoundrel.

In order to please Qingluan, who is often cold and sorrowful, Jian Yan used his ability to break through the armor with a sword to play the clown who jumped off the beam, played the sword on the street, touched the bones and told fortunes, fortune and fortune, in short, the experience of Yiduo was not overwhelming, and he read the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and finally laughed at the taciturn Qingluan.

That smile is like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, and the sky and the earth are eclipsed.

Qingluan said that she had waited for the man.

The arrogant and uninhibited sword enthalpy in the world is the one who is destined.

Jian Yan took Qingluan back to the mountain.

He wanted his senior brother and master to preside over lifelong events for him.

Jian Entropy, who received the news of his junior brother's return to the mountain early in the morning, went out of the customs in advance and waited on the way to the mountain.

From a distance, he saw the radiant junior brother, the woman who was tightly clasped with the ten fingers of the sword.

The smiling senior brother's expression gradually stiffened.

"Senior Brother Sword Entropy!" Sword Enthalpy let go of Qingluan's hand and hugged Sword Entropy warmly.

"Senior brother, long time no see. Sword Entropy smiled unnaturally.

"Where's the master?"

"It's almost out of the customs. ”

"Qingluan, let's go see Shizun. ”

The sword enthalpy pulled Qingluan and climbed the stairs all the way.

Sword Entropy stood silently at the foot of the mountain, looking at the pair of backs that were gradually moving away, and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

He silently followed up the mountain.

......

At the peak of Kunlun, where the clouds were steaming, the sword enthalpy of the prodigal son's return to his heart knelt behind the ancestor of the Sword Pavilion with Qingluan, praying for fulfillment.

Sword Entropy still stood behind him and was silent.

For the Sword Pavilion Patriarch, whether it is the senior brother's sword entropy or the junior brother's sword enthalpy, they are all the sword path inheritors he has carefully cultivated.

He would not allow anyone to destroy the apprentice's heart of the sword.

Especially the Sword Enthalpy, which was the person he had chosen to take over the Sword Pavilion in the future.

He categorically refused to accept the sword enthalpy's begging, and in anger, he wanted to behead the demagogic demon girl Qingluan under the sword.

"Master, if you insist on killing Qingluan, please take the lives of the apprentices as well. The sword enthalpy knelt at the top of Kunlun, holding the southern string sword that he had worn with him for many years in both hands, and begged for death.

After all, the Sword Pavilion Ancestor didn't have a hand: "That's it...... The two of you are now away from the mountain, and you are not allowed to step on my Kunlun again!"

Jian Entropy watched Jian Enthalpy kneel down and leave the mountain with Qingluan.

From beginning to end, Qingluan's gaze never stayed on him for a moment.

Thinking of the sword argument before traveling down the mountain, Jian Entropy pretended to give in and lost half a move, and because of this, he won the victory and went down the mountain to experience the sword entropy shook his head self-deprecatingly: "It seems that I am not as good as my junior brother after all!"

Entropy, whose heart was as dead as ashes, took over the position of the Sword Pavilion Master.

......

That year, there were two disciples in the Sword Pavilion.

Entropy is the reason for the sword, and enthalpy is the reason for love.

(PS: I thought about this story for two days, and I wanted to write it with more pen and ink, but I was worried that the length would be too long, so after a few thoughts, I decided to describe it with less than two chapters.) Generally satisfied. In addition, there is something to say, around July, Loulan wants to rush to the vertical and horizontal list, I hope that friends who read books, no matter which channel you read it, if you like the story narrated by Loulan, please be able to come to the website to support, grateful. ）