The door opened, and light poured out of the tavern, intermingling with the darkness of the street in that instant. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The laughter and conversation are like the ebb and flow of the tide, and the figures who come and go are like ghosts and ghosts, and they forget to take a second look with their minds, and they pass by like that.

Faintly, there seems to be a wisp of fragrance, dark and dark, such as the twists and turns of life.

He carried the flask, looked ahead, looked at the darkness of the night, walked alone, but never glanced at the people around him, the slender shadow, when he pushed the door in, the door swayed, and the light and shadow trembled and intertwined. After a moment of time, her figure stopped at the door, and what came into view was the lively scene of the house in the bright lights.

She thought for himself, the light shining on her cheeks, reflecting a dazzling sheen, like a memory stuck in the past.

She frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, and after a moment, she suddenly turned around and pushed the door open again.

The long street was long, crowded in the darkness, and walking like a ghost in the night, she raised her eyes to look for the figure that made her heart beat suddenly at the moment when she passed by.

The figure was a little unfamiliar, but it seemed very familiar.

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Lu Chen walked on the dim street with the wine jug, his arms swaying lightly, the wine jug in his hand was also shaking, and the wine made a light and low sound from time to time in the wine jug. He had walked a few streets, and when he had already seen the horse washing bridge in the distance, he suddenly stopped.

He glanced up at the night sky, which was cloudy and starless, making the land dark in the night. Only the unique city of Immortal City will still shine like a jewel on such a night.

He picked up a pot of wine and took a sip of it, and the wine rolled down his throat with a burning pleasure.

The night breeze blew slowly, and he stood there and muttered for a moment, then suddenly turned around and walked in the other direction.

Behind him, the darkness flickered and swayed, and the occasional figure walked by, as if a pair of eyes were staring at his back in the dark, and after a while, a dark shadow walked out of the dim street and stood where Lu Chen was standing just now.

I couldn't see the person's face clearly in the dimness, so she turned around and looked in the direction where Lu Chen left, and inadvertently turned around and glanced at the horse washing bridge not far away.

On this night, Lu Chen was a bit like a lonely ghost with no fixed place, walking alone in this brightly lit city, walking through the darkest streets, all the way to the butcher shop he had been to a few days ago.

The butcher named Rui Xiaotian had long since fled and was missing, and he remembered that there was a blooming peach tree in that room, and of course, the dark and mysterious but actually empty secret passage under the tree.

He went around to the back of this house, which had become a "murderous house", jumped over the wall and jumped in, and landed silently, and the house was as cold as before at night, and the ground was still messy, and he had not seen it for several days, as if there was a more desolate and decadent atmosphere permeating the surroundings.

Only the peach tree in the courtyard is still in full bloom even in the middle of the night, showing vitality and a faint fragrance wafting in the night breeze.

Lu Chen glanced around, and then walked straight to the peach tree, the entrance to the secret passage under the tree was still open, and it was pitch black, like a demon's mouth.

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A dark shadow flew up from the night, swept up the high wall, and stared at the courtyard below for a moment, only to see that there was silence everywhere as far as the eye could see, the courtyard was silent, the peach blossoms were in full bloom, and there was no other figure.

The figure paused for a moment, then fell from the wall, like a falling leaf, silently blending with the darkness, except for a pair of clear and bright eyes that shone like jewels in the darkness.

In the untended courtyard, the grass and wildflowers grew wildly as if out of control, almost past the ankles in some places, and the smell of grass floated in the air much stronger than before. The wind swept through the darkness, and the grass rustled slightly.

She frowned slightly, subconsciously feeling a little strange, so she looked around more and more vigilantly, and finally her eyes fell on the most conspicuous and beautiful peach tree in the courtyard.

The peach blossoms of that tree are like snow that sparkles and falls in the dark.

She walked slowly, and there was still silence around her, not half a figure, not the slightest movement.

Under the trees was flat ground, and a little further beyond was the entrance to the deep, dark secret passage that suddenly appeared on the ground. The latecomer paused, looked at the secret passage, and seemed to be hesitating to go in, when another gust of night wind blew.

The peach tree trembled a little, the peach blossoms swaying all over the tree, colorful and beautiful like a grand snow, she couldn't help but look up, a petal falling from the air was reflected in her crystal clear pupils, shining.

Then, the sound of the wind suddenly became violent, and a black shadow rushed out, like a roaring demonic beast that instantly swept away all the beauty, shattering the petals, and a black flame indifferently erupted from the darkness and slashed down on her head.

She snapped softly and took a step back, not seeing how she moved, only to see a brilliant and dazzling light appear in her hand out of thin air. It was a starless and moonless night, but the moment she drew her sword, it seemed that a bright moon suddenly rose and shone into this desolate and decadent courtyard.

The moonlight is like water, the sword intent is like autumn coolness, a sword cuts through the darkness and coldness, as if it instantly illuminates the surrounding darkness, breaks through the yin wind, faces the black fire, and rushes unstoppably with the brilliance of the sky.

The sword light illuminated the man's face, some indifference, some vicissitudes, and a little sudden surprise. The black flame swayed in the sword light, although it was messy but not extinguished, and the black short sword accurately found its target in the dazzling sword shadow in the sky, hitting the tip of the sword that was as bright as autumn water.

"Bell ......"

The crisp sound echoed in the courtyard, and the two figures were intertwined, and the fierce and violent power roared like a beast, like a wild horse that had escaped to choose a man to devour, longing for the taste of blood.

The sword light reflected the faces of the two of them.

The blades staggered, one to the chest and the other to the throat.

The wind was terrible, but it suddenly closed, and the light was suddenly flourishing and then falling silent, and the darkness returned.

The peach trees swayed by themselves, and the petals fell countless times, like the last cold snow.

Then, both figures stopped.

There was the sound of silent breathing in the darkness, the sound of a heartbeat beating softly in the chest, the familiar look of the familiar face, and the strange and cold blade against the throat of the chest.

Lu Chen looked at Su Qingjun, who was standing quietly in front of him, but seemed to be more and more beautiful in the dark, sighed softly, and said, "It turned out to be you." ”

Before the words fell, he lowered his head and looked at it, only to feel a chill in his chest, and the cold blade of the sword pierced through his clothes and into his chest.