That year was the first time I saw Chihan. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The wind and snow are covered with snow, and the cold wind is miserable.

She stood in the snow like a fairy in the snow, facing my sword, her face indifferent.

I have recalled this scene countless times, recalling the picture when I first met Qianhan, I thought, I must not have known at that time, she will become a thorn in my heart in the infinite time to come, melancholy, remorse.

If she wasn't the saintess of the Holy Sound Palace at that time, and I wasn't a person who didn't know how to be flexible at that time, I think everything behind might be a little different. But where in the world are there so many ifs.

I stood in the middle of the ice and snow, holding a sword and pointing at her, just like I had seen a demon cultivator before, only full of disgust.

This disgust comes from the deep-rooted thoughts of the sect for twenty years, and also from my parents who were killed by demon cultivators when I was very young.

But there will always be a little difference in life, and this difference is that the result this time is not as good as before, and the cultivation that I am proud of can't hurt this demon cultivator of my age.

She was strong, easily withstood my attacks, careless, and effortless. And then he left in front of me.

They didn't continue to attack me, it seemed unnecessary, and it seemed that they didn't take me seriously.

It was the first time I met her, and she was as impressed as she was with her eyes.

I gave up the mission of the sect, I got rid of my junior brothers and sisters, at that time I didn't believe that I, who was famous in the mainland, would be no match for an unknown demon cultivator.

But sometimes, the truth is always different from what I imagined, and in fact, I am not as good as her.

There are people outside the people, and there are heavens outside the sky. It was at that moment that I understood this sentence deeply. It was also at that moment that my pride was shattered.

I call myself a genius, but only because I haven't seen anyone more amazing until I see her.

Such a gap is not a star and a half, and I don't think any so-called genius on the road can match her.

Once again, she easily broke up my onslaught, powerful and careless.

She looked down at me and said, "Jian Xiu, there is only one sword in his hand."

The eyes are cold and high.

I will never forget those eyes.

It is undeniable that this woman is different from most of the demon cultivators I know. Powerful and cold, her eyes revealed a kind of self-only emotion, as if no one and nothing could enter her eyes.

So I kept following her, at first I was just unwilling to be defeated, and in the end, I followed her, and I don't know if it was because of my unwillingness, or something else.

The places where she stayed were always the places of strife, there was blood and quarrels, but she was always quietly watching, playing and singing to herself with a strange instrument, sometimes sad, sometimes joyful. But these emotions could not be reflected in her eyes, and those blood lights were reflected in her eyes, although they made them more beautiful, but it was difficult to break the peace in them.

This is a very strange demon cultivator, obviously has the strength to kill me, but allows me to follow, obviously a demon cultivator, but it is even colder than the immortal cultivator.

Then, then I followed her to Luoxue Mountain, I didn't forget the mission of my sect, and I also received the news that the disciples of the sect had an accident in Luoxue Mountain, I rushed over and was plotted, but I didn't think that the demon cultivator who had been scolding me in my mouth saved me in the end.

Admittedly, the moment she appeared, I felt a hint of joy in my heart. It's just that a trace of joy was instantly suppressed in my heart. I can't see it, but I ferment and take root in my heart.

People's hearts are always so strange, they tell themselves in their minds that this person is an evil demon cultivator, but they can't hate such a person in their hearts.

So much so that when I returned to the sect later, I hid it from my master.

I often think that if it weren't for this sect mission, if I hadn't met that mortal who died tragically, if Qianhan hadn't saved me later, if...

But in the world, where are the ifs.

I couldn't forget this demon cultivator in my mind, so I begged to go down the mountain, so after going down the mountain, I went to Wan Bao Xuan to inquire about this woman.

Her news didn't come out, she seemed to come from nowhere, and even Wan Baoxuan couldn't know where she came from.

However, the identity of the person killed by Qian Han was discovered.

At that moment, my feelings were extremely complicated.

I persistently searched for her, and I searched for her in the world for a year. Maybe it's to establish the truth, maybe it's for some other reason.

Maybe I didn't go down to experience it, maybe even I didn't know if I was going down to find out about this person or what.

So when I was in danger again and she appeared, my heart couldn't contain my joy.

I comforted myself that this was not a demon cultivator who was too evil, and that the people she killed were all extremely vicious.

So when she stood on the top of the mountain and asked me if I would like to go with her, I nodded.

Looking at the woman whose eyes were like stars and abyss, I thought that my heart did not reject her, nor did I dislike her.

And in the two years since, she has really taken me around the world.

I have been to the mountains, to the wilderness, to the valley and the abyss, and to the beautiful sea.

I have never seen such a scene in the sect, even if the past two years have allowed me to see too many facts that contradict my philosophy since I was a child, it is undeniable that these two years have been the most alive and lively days in my years of cultivation.

Qianhan asked me: Are you happy?

I smiled and said, "Be happy."

Qian Han said with a smile: Life is full of ups and downs, thousands of years later, just a handful of loess, there is wine today and drunk today, but you so-called righteous monks don't understand.

I looked at Qianhan and didn't reply, just looked at her unruly eyes, and a trace of envy suddenly arose in my heart.

Time flies. Sometimes I wonder why she did what she did, to show me the colors of the world, to save me when I was in danger, to solve my doubts when I was confused, to make me grow and to be fearless.

I think we're friends, even if she's always so careless and doesn't take me seriously, even if she's never looked at me squarely.

At that time, I even forgot my identity with her, forgetting that she was a demon cultivator and I was an immortal cultivator.

What kind of person is she? After two years, I still can't see her through.

She was always in a daze, she always liked to sit on the tree and look into the distance, there was no fluctuation in her eyes, but I could see in her eyes that there was no demand.

She obviously has very strong abilities, but she has never forced anyone. Nothing was fought for either.

Her eyes are always so breezy and light, as if everything in the world is like a cloud of smoke for her, she doesn't care, she doesn't care, she can't get into her eyes, it's like being cut off from this world. So cold, so ruthless.

After two years of getting along, I have long regarded her as a friend, maybe not the thought in my mind, but my heart told me so.

So I persistently asked her, are we friends?

So I insisted on asking her, what's your name.

A thousand cold, a thousand troops and horses, a cold mountain and a snowy cold. She said.

She looked at me deeply, her eyes calm, as if there was some emotion in it, but it didn't seem to be.

I chew on the name in my heart, Qianhan, Qianhan...

For some reason, I suddenly felt the loneliness of this woman.

I was suddenly curious about where she came from, who she was, everything about her.

The answer came quickly, but when I knew the answer, I would rather I never know the answer.

The Holy Maiden of the Holy Sound Palace, the Great Devil, and the Demon Sect. Everything made me lose the ability to think in an instant.

Qianhan means a lot to me, she is the first person I came into contact with after entering the world, she has the grace of saving my life and the grace of re-creation. I had a happy time with her, it was short, but unforgettable.

Even though Chihan never admitted it, I still recognized her as my friend.

I don't even mind her identity as a demon cultivator, but this identity is limited to ordinary demon cultivators.

I am the peerless genius of the Zhenggang Sect, I will be the helmsman of the Zhenggang Sect in the future, and I will be the executor of the righteous path in the Buddhist and ballad world.

Even if I've seen too many sanctimonious righteous people, even if...

Life is so dramatic, with ups and downs, one moment you may still be friends, the next moment you may become enemies.

My betrayal came quickly, through the person I liked, the person I liked when I was younger.

In this way, I told the secret of Qianhan to the Buddha Lingzi I had loved for a long time.

Maybe it's love, maybe it's ignorant feelings, but when he makes everything public, my so-called likes for him all disappear without a trace.

Only then did I realize that my young love was so fragile. Maybe it's because I've never liked Buddha Lingzi, or maybe I care more about Qianhan than I like Buddha Lingzi.

I don't know what kind of feelings I have for Qianhan, it's only two years, and two years is even a short period of time in retreat among monks.

Two years.. It's just two years...

Do you regret it, of course you regret it, that regret spread to my entire heart even when I said Qianhan.

Fear, panic... Even I don't know why I'm scared or panicked.

But when I saw Qianhan in Tianlin Mountain, this emotion left me, and at that moment, I only had grievances and sadness in my heart.

I don't know what I'm sorry about, and I don't know what I'm sad about.

I just want to ask, I want to ask a word from Qianhan, who still stepped on the mountains and rivers even when he was besieged, and had the momentum of contempt for the world.

I just wanted to ask, the Qianhan who looked at me with a ruthless indifferent and indifferent gaze.

A sentence that I wanted to ask for a long time,

Qianhan, do you have a heart or not?

I'd rather you be angry with me and hateful at me,

Don't be so indifferent.

At that moment, my tears flowed non-stop, just like Qianhan said, I was like a crybaby who didn't grow up.

I felt a little sarcastic in my heart, despised myself, obviously I betrayed her, didn't I, obviously I did wrong, why should I be wronged? Why cry. Why should I.

[PS: Du Ruo's confession is sent~]