Fate is like a spark in purgatory, quietly taking shape, but the moment of the start is a long eternal catastrophe,

If you know that today's decision is difficult, it is better to laugh at the meeting at that time.

After a long time, the fountain of tears slowly put down his sword, learned from the pain, and said decisively: "You go! With a strong swing of her sword, she threw the sword at the peach tree, and the severed sword blade was nailed to the peach tree pole like a fish scale, and the cold light was overwhelming.

She turned to leave.

Heng Bomu grabbed her smooth palm and said seriously: "I know that you are not qualified to beg you, your hatred for our Shenqi tribe is far greater than Ouyang Ziqian, I just don't understand why? Can't you let go of your hatred? As long as you let go, the two sides will have more, and it will not be beneficial for anyone to continue to be hostile." ”

The fountain of tears spread his hand, suddenly laughed, and said bitterly: "You have hurt others, causing the family to be ruined, now talk about letting go?" I know that your Shenqi tribe itself oppresses us, but we are not easy to bully. ”

"Do you think it's luck that every time you defeat and escape from the battle, it's all luck? Although my people curse you as a plague god, I still leave a back hand for you to easily break through, because I know your influence in the Chongzhen tribe, killing you will only increase the hatred between the two sides, I have repeatedly restrained the soldiers I led not to violate the mountain boundary of the Chongzhen tribe, but it is not up to me to decide all of them, do you know?"

The voice of the fountain of tears was still hoarse: "I see, you want to reach a relationship with you through me and resolve the hatred." She turned around and asked angrily, "I'll just ask if you ever liked me from beginning to end." ”

Yokohamme said categorically: "Yes, since you tried your best to rescue the mermaid mother and daughter from the hands of the Nuhai Yuanzun, I found that you are kind-hearted, from that moment on, I can't live without you in my life, but I also know that you are a terrifying corpse madman of the Chongzhen tribe." The difference between the two, I don't know which one is the real you, you say I'm a shameless liar, hehe, then you are the big liar who makes me know people and don't know my heart. ”

The tearful spring Qiushui, who had just preemptively struck, opened his eyes wide and said viciously: "Do you know why I hate you so much? You took the life of my daughter who is the pearl of my palm, do you know? She's only six, she's only six. ”

Hearing the scolding, Heng Bomu darkened his eyes, looked slightly puzzled, slightly straightened his colorful eyelids, and said in a gentle voice: "Tears Fountain, I'm sorry." ”

The angry tear fountain roared as if with all the strength of his life: "Get out!"

When the peach blossoms are flying, the water is rippling.

In Heng Bo's heart, he also knows that the Chongzhen tribe has a custom that the women of the previous generation are called sisters, and other people's daughters are called their own daughters instead of little sisters, so the relationship between the Chongzhen tribe represented by women is very different from the cultural aspects of other regions, so the Shenqi tribe regards it as a scorned outlier, including the Han realm, the Yueqin world, the Jin Emperor Mingbang, and so on.

The helpless Yokoami was reluctant to get on the boat and go away in the smoke.

She was alone, dragging the heavy three-inch golden lotus, sad step by step, every step seemed to be a pit in her heart, the thorns under her feet, and the huge moat under her feet, all of which captured her, and her heart could not escape, such as a fire just now, burning all her thoughts. Grievances, sorrows and joys, gatherings, and impermanence are now turned into ashes one by one. The spring breeze on the sole of the shoe seems to be stained with flowers and moonlight, and the fragrance of purple butterflies. The pain and torment of burning with fire, unable to shout or break free. The love for him can be exchanged for his life, and he will pay without regrets. But now, it's annoying, it's annoying. This carved heart, after the lead Hua is washed, he is the only one.

What I can't forget is that the encounter was too innocent, and now a few days have changed people and circumstances, she is not her, he is no longer him, even if it is a dream meeting, acquaintance, it is also a passerby, he is just an unreachable scenery on the other side of her life.

A long spring wave is clear, a leaf wants to anchor in the flowing water and falling flowers, this parting of the ancient ferry is destined to become the most painful lonely sail in her ruddy eyes. Then, bury her in the nostalgia of this earthly spring flowers and autumn moon, just like the scorching peach tree behind her, drunk lying on the floating bank of the weeping stream, not knowing the same smoke and moon.

At first, in addition to the hateful Lao Xing, she may still be busy on the spring road, she is still looking in the sea of people she doesn't know, searching anxiously, looking for the spring under the sky that accommodates her, until she meets him ignorantly, fate makes it.

Far away from the noisy tide of the summer wind, the world has been full of autumn sounds. With whom to listen to the rain all night long, and with whom is the quiet sound of the valley?

She looked back frequently, and her tearful eyes couldn't see the way from which the misery came. The heart is empty and dizzy. People, walking through the colorful rain of peach leaves, do not hold a red umbrella, but also feel the autumn rain desolate. Falling red peach blossoms are not ruthless things, don't dream of clinging, those sweet past, but the pillow mat has not forgotten the clean residual dream; the autumn wind deceives, the peach leaves settle, on the way back to the cave, the song of the warbler is deafening and irritating.

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The owner of the Black Sin Mountain Villa reincarnated the story of Tan Lang's sword and Xie Nujian, and said to Jin Zhu'er: "Since then, the fountain of tears has practiced swordsmanship day and night, and the purpose is to wait until the two sides are competing, and clean up the life of the cross-wave target together. ”

Jin Bei'er asked, "What happened?"

Cai reincarnation said: "Later, the day before the decisive battle, Yokohamme secretly saw the side of the water of tears, and said that if she died, please let go of her hatred for the Shenqi tribe in the sense of time. Unexpectedly, on that day, Heng Bomu committed suicide with a sandalwood knife on stage, and before he died, he said that he had never betrayed his love for her, and Tie Hao and Ouyang Ziqian were also present at the time, all of which were regrettable. The Fountain of Tears itself regards the Shenqi tribe as a natural enemy, but for so many years, Ouyang Ziqian has wanted to make peace with the other party, and the Fountain of Tears, who has always been the main battle faction, has almost given up everything for Xiao Wan'er. However, under the operation of chance, she met Heng Bomu, and holding the corpse on the decisive stage was like holding Xiao Wan'er back then, she was unwilling to make peace with the Shenqi tribe, so she had to use the Xie Nu Sword to kill herself. ”

Jin Bei'er suddenly realized: "Those two divine weapons have used their blood to attack. ”

Cai reincarnation took a sip of tea, nodded and said: "Not only that, but it also sucked away their blood souls, so that the two divine soldiers have consciousness, but listening to Ouyang Ziqian, the consciousness comes from them, although it is not much, but it can make each other sense, once the distance is far away, it will make them very noisy, among which the biggest energy noise is Xie Nujian." ”

Seeing Hunter's heart, Jin Zhu'er said happily: "So where were they placed after that, and how did my sister know the reason for this?"

Cai reincarnation put down the teacup and said: "Since that time after the battle between the demon world and the righteous path, the whereabouts of the demon fence are unknown, in order to find the whereabouts, I came to the place where the bamboo of the Chongzhen tribe grows luxuriantly, trying to use the forbidden demon magic to find out where the demon fence is, at that time my demon yuan is gone, and the use of this technique all depends on the mental method of "Great Happiness Yin and Yang Fu", the spell of the demon clan, when it was fruitless, but I strayed into the Chongzhen tribe and knew about it. Alas, as for the whereabouts of the two swords, I heard that they were taken away by a dead man who came down from the moon and Qintian, and placed them in the cave where they lived with their bodies. Anyway, it's all hearsay, and it's hard to say the truth. ”

Jin Bei'er frowned, and said suspiciously: "So, my sister has never seen Tanlang Sword and Xie Nu Sword?"

Cai Reincarnation got up and said: "Let's go, go and see each other, it is a great joy to be able to get a better 'sad spring and autumn tears' for us to be slender and able, not to mention having the two great divine soldiers in the world at the same time." ”

The three female owners knew that the soldiers and horses outside were eyeing the village, and they hurried through the corridor and to the guest room. At this time, two beautiful girls came in from the gate of the courtyard, holding swords in their hands, knelt down in front of the three owners, and reported: "The people outside the village shouted, hand over the two children, otherwise the black crime villa will be broken, and the subordinates will ask the owner of the village to decide." ”

Cai Reincarnation ignored it, indifferently strode towards the courtyard of the guest room, and Jiao Meier replied while following the owner of the big village: "Got it." ”

The villa is very large, several corridors are roundabout, and the courtyard where the Taoist priest is perched, the three of them are violent, and there is a force that does not get the prey in front of them, and they will never give up. As soon as he walked to the courtyard wall, a small object flew out of the wall and beckoned to the big village owner Cai Reincarnation, and as soon as Cai Reincarnation realized it, he raised his hand with his true qi and waved, and a light visible to the naked eye pierced the air.

There was a small sound, and the long object broke in two, and the juice inside burst out and sprinkled on the neck of the reincarnation. One end of the long object fell on the golden bottle, and the other end fell on Jiao Mei'er's shoulder, everyone fixed their eyes to see that it was a yellow insect seven or eight feet long, and the two owners who had been walking the rivers and lakes for many years were startled, screamed a few times, slapped their bodies sharply, and shook their clothes. Even the big owner of the village, who had always been dignified, calm, and unfazed, and did not change his color when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, was furious and wiped his neck with the sleeves torn off by the two women's entourage.

A mischievous little head rose up inside the courtyard wall, and then sank down the wall again. If it were normal times, the owner of the big village would have killed this person who threw roundworms in the stomach of the traitor department, and then went to the hot springs in the back mountain to soak in the hot springs of the back mountains for four or five days in a way that was so fast that he couldn't be faster.

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Since He Shenju, who was naïve and naïve, knew that the enemy of the village was in this lofty and atmospheric villa, he smelled the chickens and danced every day, and he was in good order. The earliest to get up in the morning is none other than He Shenju, the sky is misty and white, and the morning dew is waiting for the sun, which is the season of spring Budeze. The weather was slightly cold, he picked up the heavy knife that had been held in his arms, and practiced a set of knife techniques in the huge courtyard of the courtyard that he didn't understand. In normal times, it is easy to pick it up, but last night because my good friend Mao Wei child had a cold, I had to guard the bedside, and wait for the forehead towel to gradually lower the temperature on the forehead, and then change it for the last time. During the day, these jobs were changed by Ruping's eldest sister, and at night everyone fell asleep, only He Shenju was worried about the partner who usually accompanied the knife practice. In the dead of night, boil a basin of boiling water, dipped a towel in boiling water and wring it out, and put it on the forehead of the hairy child who has a low fever and is not awake. It was the first time he had done this kind of work, so it was more time-consuming, and he fell asleep on the edge of the bed.

When he woke up, the day had just dawn, he came to the courtyard to practice the knife technique diligently, unlike the martial arts master and the general teacher, he just dragged the knife to the ground several times, or cut or throw, and it didn't take long for him to be out of breath, sweating, had to sit down and rest for a while, and when he stood up again and continued to practice, not long after, the little bird chatted in the treetops, as if laughing at him for this useless guy. Less leaning, everyone got up and washed, Cheng Ruping could see him playing with knives under the eaves every time, and couldn't help but sigh lightly.