The fish was standing on the mountain, and in front of him was the old man.

He has wrinkles on his forehead.

With a smile on his lips, he said, "You see, I'm too familiar with this place. The distance is uncertain, and the mountains have been renovated several times, haha. ”

His sleeves were fluttered, as if he were grasping a handful of fresh air in his hands.

It seems nervous, more calm. The old man said, "I have smelled this smell too." ”

The wind sounded, and the sleeves rustled.

Touched by the fish, he looked at the old man and thought to himself, he must love life.

He wanted to smooth out the wrinkles on the old man's forehead, but how could that?

Besides, the old man probably won't agree, the years are in a hurry, everything is in the past, and the old man doesn't care about right and wrong, and there are about wrinkles and heaps.

The old man said, "Looking at you, I think of when I was younger. ”

Touching the fish and relieving the old man's boredom: "Then your demeanor back then must be transcendent." ”

"Haha. The old man chuckled.

He said: "Children, like clouds and smoke can't be grasped, years can't be grasped, do you know how many things you can't get in life?"

Touching the fish naturally didn't think like this: "I have it, and I have a complete appearance, but there are not many people in this world who can't catch it." ”

"Haha, haha......" The old man almost clapped his hands and laughed.

He said, "It really makes me happy to talk to you." ”

The old man said, "Child, your talent is the best I have ever seen. There are so many chrysanthemums in the courtyard, and you just got the most blooming flower, which is the soul of the chrysanthemums in the courtyard. ”

Touching the fish's expression became gloomy, and he said, "That's what hurt you." ”

The old man said, "My life should have ended a long time ago, what is the difference between me and the flowers?"

Touching the fish said disapprerovingly: "I know that you protect one side, do your duty, and regard all living beings above yourself, but you have no complaints, even if you are low into the dust." ”

The old man said, "But I used to be happy. Although the wind is colorless and seems to be invisible to the eye, it is still cool or warm on the human face. I have not failed to live up to it. Since you have never lived up to the wind, let alone the landscape, not to mention the people in front of you nearby. ”

Touching the fish said: "Don't live up to it, it must take a lot of courage." ”

The old man's lifelong thoughts, I can't imagine that I can also experience it with such a young talent.

There is no surging in his chest, what he needs is not the understanding of mountains and rivers, but after him, there are people who rebuke the world with such morality.

Smile.

Smile on a flower in front of the court and behind you.

There was wind, under his robe.

The sword was pointed diagonally at the sky.

I didn't dare to blink when I touched the fish.

What is the old man's understanding of the sword, and where is his way?

The sword flies, the body flies. The old man took a deep breath, but his feet did not fall.

Touching the fish clearly does not feel the slightest fluctuation of the Yuan force, can it be achieved with the power of the body's internal qi alone?

He seems to have belonged in the air originally.

The sleeves of the shirt fluttered, like a white cloud. Indifferently, the moonlight sprinkled lightly on his body.

Exalted, not only the sword, but also his eyes, his gods.

The night is sultry, I have a sword, and I gently asked: Why is the sky the sky, and who are the people?

The moonlight gathered on the tip of his sword, moving with the sword, moving with his body, and moving with his will.

Radiating light, is that the light of Yuan Force?

But the old man hasn't exuded Yuan Power yet. Is he borrowing Yuan Li?

From nature.

Yuan Li can come from outside and turn into itself, what kind of realm has the old man reached?

Touching the fish didn't know, just because he couldn't judge, just because he seemed to be infinitely far away from such a realm.

The wind stopped, it was the sword stopped.

The moonlight stays in the air, for no reason, without evidence.

The next moment erupted, extreme, as bright as day, and gentle.

Where there is sword intent, it is clearly moonlight, and where there is moonlight, it is clearly sword intent.

The old man, laughing maniacally, to the wind.

Sword in hand.

Meteor.

Where is the sword?

Under the cliffs.

Lose.

The old man turned around, and he smiled, it seemed ordinary, not ordinary.

It's clearly laughing, laughing.

Indescribable, indescribable, but it's really laughing.

This smile is deeply rooted in the life of the fish, and usually, he can only have it until the last moment of his life.

And he said, "Without a sword, you are at ease." ”

Touching the fish was very impulsive, and the next moment he seemed to be about to throw away the sword in his hand so casually.

But, in the end, he couldn't do it.

The old man said, "Go, go back to where you came, take the sword in your hand, we are all swords, and the swords are all ours." ”

Touching the fish immediately asked, "Where will you go?"

The old man said, "Hugh asks, Hugh asks." ”

After turning over, the old man was nowhere to be seen, leaving words in vain, and the ears of the fish echoed.

The sword moved, and the fish followed him, and the old man's departure was related to him, of course he wanted to see it.

Behind him, silently, he didn't want to alarm the old man, such a person, like a master and a father.

The lights are bright ahead.

Under the old man's lamp, he laughed endlessly, and lingered at the table.

He's drinking, drinking with everyone he's guarded, not to mention farewell.

They're so happy.

Admire, touch the fish and hide in the shadows, he can only be here.

It was dark in front of him, which represented his mood. The old man did not blame him, but after what he had done, how could he bear it?

The sword is still in his hand, and his possession has not guarded everything in front of him, but it has hurt his beloved.

What is the use of the sword, what is the use of the body?

The old man's previous teaching of the moonlight sword intent was not only to help his cultivation, but more importantly, it was to allow him to rely on his heart after the sword intent in his heart was great, and he could dissipate a few days of dark emotions. It's just that he didn't expect that with his insistence, he still couldn't break through the emotions in the heart of the fish.

At this moment, although the fish is not crazy, it is even more so.

The old man overestimated the fish, or rather, underestimated him.

Watch, how can you be reluctant to leave.

A sword came, and the sound of breaking through the air was made, but I didn't see where the sword was.

His sword must have been sharp.

His eyes were red at the moment, his forehead was sweaty, and his eyebrows were not as good as before.

It was Xin Chang, and I felt the breath of Xin Chang when I touched the fish.

But it's still too late.

If it were normal, there might be a chance to touch the fish and be calm under Xin Chang's sword, but today, it just can't.

The fish is sad in his heart, and perhaps rejoices.

Unexpectedly, he would be one step ahead of the old man.

Perhaps, this is fate?

Is there anything else to worry about in my life? Where is the pity? It seems that there is not.

A person who doesn't care.

Who could he say goodbye to? Is it her?

Haha, she's one, childhood playmate, it's just that we haven't seen each other for too long.

There is another one, Shizu, Lu Qingsanren, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you.

Sadly, I want to be like the wind, the wind blows the earth without a trace.

Don't make anyone sad.

There seems to be another person, I always can't rest assured, is it good?

Ha ha.

The sword light suddenly erupted, and the brilliance was almost comparable to the sun and the moon.

The sword that touched the fish resisted Jun Yan in Xin Chang's hand in an unimaginable way.

Touching the fish, he turned around at the last moment and raised the sword in his hand.

Blood gushes out of the mouth, and touching the fish is not for nothing.

It's just that none of this matters anymore.

Why, why, Gao Haoyu always has to stand in the shadows and look up at the light upstairs.

Could it be that he was also forced to do so in his heart?

Gao Haoyu laughed a lot less, why didn't he laugh, what's the problem?

Gao Hao.