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Yanyu Jiangnan!
On a high mountain, the slightest rain and mist falls, at a glance a hazy, picturesque, two figures stand side by side in the rain, the man is dressed in white, handsome, but his face is a little pale holding an oil-paper umbrella, the woman next to him is dressed in purple, the long black hair naturally hangs down to the waist, a delicate face, the eyebrows are picturesque, the eyes are like autumn water, and the posture of the wonderful man is like a fairy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Kaifeng, I'm leaving, you have to take care of yourself. The woman's voice was as nice as a nightingale.
"Take care of the snow. When Zhang Kaifeng heard this, his eyes finally darkened, but his tone was very firm: "But, believe me, it won't be too long, I will go to you." ā
"I believe in you. Dumpling Snow looked at him and said.
"It's getting late, it's time for you to go. Even if he was reluctant, Zhang Kaifeng knew that he couldn't protect her at all now.
Seeing the Iraqi people go away, until the rain and fog drowned the Iraqi people, Zhang Kaifeng held the oil-paper umbrella for a long time and did not take back his gaze, this is not known when they can meet, after a long time, Zhang Kaifeng left the top of the mountain and returned home.
Shannan Town, here is where Zhang Kaifeng was born and raised, the town is not big, there are more than 100 households, except for some large households, the rest are simple low-level people, every day sunrise and sunset and rest.
Walking on the street, Zhang Kaifeng's heart was empty, and the mood that he had never had before was permeating his heart, and there was a sentence in the book that was in line with his current mood: "The young man doesn't know what it's like, but he sighs and is embarrassed." ā
"Yo, isn't this Kai Feng? Aren't you very capable? Why don't you chase the snow back, you coward. A golden bull dressed in cloth shouted angrily: "If you don't say it, won't you let her leave? ā
"You shit, are you so succumbing?" said Taurus, getting angrier.
Zhang Kaifeng pursed his mouth and said nothing, the golden bull grew up with him, and naturally witnessed everything about him and the snowfall, the reason why he was angry was, of course, that he was dissatisfied with him leaving the snow so easily.
The noise soon attracted a lot of people, these people all knew Zhang Kaifeng and Dumping Snow, of course, they also learned about the matter, seeing that the Taurus was scolding more and more fiercely, some people couldn't bear to make a sound.
"Taurus, how do you know Kai Feng he doesn't want to chase back. An old man explained.
"Yes, what a good boy, but it's a pity that they have different identities after all. The aunts regretted and were helpless, after all, the gap between their identities was too big, and even if they helped, it would be useless.
"Forget it! Fate is different, no matter how hard you ask, you can't force it. ā
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Squeaked, pushed open a somewhat dilapidated house, a deep well in the yard, a white plum tree, and in the corner of the house, an old farm tool was placed there, and there was no one in the house.
He was the only one left in this family, and when he walked into the room, the spirit card was on the main hall, and there was still a white silk hanging on it, and his mother had died for two years, and he had to keep filial piety for his mother for three years.
In the past three years, he has been not so lonely with the company of Dumping Snow, and now Dumpling Snow is gone, and he needs someone to continue to keep filial piety for the rest of the year, Dumping Snow is the daughter of a prestigious martial arts family in the Dayan Dynasty today, and not long ago her people found her and took her back.
"Young man, I know how you feel with Falling Snow, but now you are not suitable, and you are not capable of protecting her. ā
"Pouring snow is the blood of our Murong family, if she marries someone who can't practice martial arts, how will the martial arts road look at our Murong family. ā
"You better give up! Let Dumpling Xue return to Murong's house, she will take a different path from you in the future. ā
Yesterday, such as today, the sound is in the ears, the gap in identity, even if the two of them are unwilling, they can only compromise, after all, he is not a martial arts master, and if he wants to be the daughter of a martial arts family, it is impossible in the eyes of those people. Kneeling in front of the mourning hall, Zhang Kaifeng was silent. In front of him was a yellowed bamboo slip, on which was written in a small seal.
"Demon Sword Dao!"
The pitch-black font entered his eyes, Zhang Kaifeng suddenly felt a fierce aura rushing towards his face, he seemed to be in the blood sea corpse mountain, this is an almost domineering sword dao, and the cultivation method in it is almost the law of the demon way.
This is after the death of his mother, sorting things out, their Zhang family was also a martial arts family a long time ago, the ancestors created the magic sword Dao is famous in the martial arts, but the cultivation method is too harsh, no one in the turbulent martial arts dares to say that it will survive forever, after a few generations, the family has declined, and the reason is that they are tired of the rivers and lakes.
Of course, this swordsmanship is not a martial art practiced by evil people in the heretical martial arts, but in the process of cultivation, not a step-by-step method of the righteous path, but a method that is almost masochistic to improve oneself.
After reading it, Zhang Kaifeng couldn't help but gasp, wanting to cultivate this kind of swordsmanship that is almost demonic is unpredictable, but he has no way out, he has to go down even if it is difficult for the snowfall.
Mother's advice is still in my ears, if you fall in love with someone one day, don't flinch because of the gap in identity, it's not easy to meet a favorite person, because who can be sure that there are many people in this life?
Now that he thinks about it, his mother must have expected that Zhang Kaifeng would inevitably embark on the road of martial arts in the future, and the reason why this magic sword path was not destroyed is self-evident, of course, the reason why his mother did not destroy this sword book is also that if he goes to the rivers and lakes, he can have a skill and not be bullied. However, with such a domineering martial art as the Demon Sword Dao, his mother naturally didn't want him to learn, but unfortunately she left early.
Thinking about his mother's good intentions, Zhang Kaifeng couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes, today's martial arts practice has become a trend, everyone hopes to make a name for himself in the martial arts, Zhang Kaifeng naturally yearns for it, but his mother doesn't want him to go.
There have been a few times, Zhang Kaifeng bumped into his mother and asked her why she didn't let him practice martial arts, which made his mother sad and cry several times, and now I think about how unfilial he is, but my mother's greatest wish must be to hope that he will live well, and I don't want him to be silent in sadness.
Holding the Demon Sword Dao, Zhang Kaifeng knelt in front of the mourning hall and slowly studied, during which in addition to incense or eating, Zhang Kaifeng threw himself into the Demon Sword Dao, and the martial arts gate completely attracted him.
Unconsciously, the morning had already come to night, and when night fell, Nanshan Town was completely enveloped, Zhang Kaifeng lit a candle to disperse the darkness in the house, and he got up and came to the courtyard.
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