"You ......," the old woman watched with frightened eyes as the man and the crowd surrounded the place.

"You've counted everyone, but you haven't counted him. Dongfang Qingqian pressed his sword closer, "The fragile emotion in your eyes has given you a heavy blow today. I promised you that as long as you want, I can let Li Yuanshi see you at any time. ”

The old woman laughed miserably, "Do you think that your man can change all this? Do you know that the Lingshan Army will not change in life and in life! Everything you have done is in vain!"

"Shallow. Yu Qian slowly took the sword in her hand, "I'll talk to her." ”

He stood in front of her in plain clothes, as if the plot had been decided, "Give up your Spring and Autumn Dream as soon as possible, this world is not yours, and Li Yuanshi will not be yours." Why live for an obsession?"

Her face turned blue and she tugged at the hem of his shirt, "Shut up! What do you know? I'm going to kill you, it's easy!"

Yu Qian smiled softly, "You designed to provoke the war between Yudu and Chen Guo, but have you ever thought about the friendship between King Chen and me? You control everyone in the palace, have you ever thought about why I know that there are tigers in the mountains? Many things, you are afraid that you have not thought about it, but you still act in a hurry." ”

"In the end, is it a play played by you?" her gaze fell fiercely on Dongfang Qingqian, "Are you lying to me?"

"She didn't lie to you, from start to finish, you thought too perfectly. Yu Qian picked up the sword on the ground, "Your confidence in yourself is greater than all else's predictions. You think that I will be sad and sad to let her make this choice at the gate of the prison on purpose. The prisoner of that prison has already recruited everything. ”

"Huh?" she laughed suddenly, "you are smart, but you really don't care? That woman once had such an unforgettable person in her heart." ”

"But in the past, it is already in the past. "The shallow eyes are indeed the most sincere," clinging to the past and not letting go, you will only fall into infinite love, infinite inferiority and remorse. See for yourself, who wants to be what you are now?"

She thought about Yu Qian's words, over and over again, in the past, it was already in the past......

"No, I'm not going to go—" Her face was exposed to everyone, scaring off a lot of people, "you don't understand, you really don't understand...... At least, you've all gotten it before. Those who have obtained it will never be qualified to extricate us!"

She sat down on the ground, sneered, and gently touched her cheek with her fingers, "I only wish that the sky is dying, and I can go back to that year, back to when Wen Yisheng was not there, he held my hand, looked at me like that, and spoke to me gently." That's not a fake......"

"The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, do you really have this ability for me?!" She suddenly turned around, behind her were thousands of marksmen, and her eyes were strangely firm, "Everyone obeys orders, and everyone here today will not be left behind!"

"Yes!"

Just as arrows were raining down, and they didn't have time to dodge at all, in the white place in the sky, a figure suddenly flew up, with a strong air current.

Where does the air flow come from?

And it was this powerful air flow that knocked all the arrows to the ground. Whoever has this ability, the few people present are not his opponents.

The young man in white is still fairy-like. Dressed and light, the archers were clearly stunned in place, not knowing how to proceed.

She was stunned, but subconsciously covered her face. Yes, she used to be proud of the face.

"It's him, how could he come?" Yu Qian took her behind him with one hand, obviously protecting her short. At this moment, Li Yuanshi is clearly practicing in the temple, appearing here?

Yu Qian was in front of her and whispered, "Perhaps, he remembered the past and wanted to solve everything." I don't think we need to worry about this matter, there is still a stalemate in the northwest, let's withdraw first. ”

Qing Qian could only go first, hoping that the man could end all this, but the face that should have been overwhelming the country and the city was ruined like this, somewhat sad and sympathetic. Although, she shouldn't have sympathized with a murderer. But the compassion in her heart made her forget something......

The young man in white walked towards her slowly, and the sword in his hand was still the sword of Li Yuanshi, the head of the Shiqing Sect.

She took a step back, she knew it was him, but she was afraid to meet him.

"Don't come here!" she said in a hoarse voice, afraid that he would bury his head lower if he learned of her current appearance and voice.

"Are you afraid of me?" the young man looked indifferently at the woman on the ground, and kept moving behind him. Obviously, it is completely different from the appearance of the woman in red who stood out from everyone thousands of years ago. It's as if that person is no longer what he used to be.

"You know who I am, why should you be afraid of me, and today I have come to pay you everything. ”

She curled up, no longer as proud as Fang Cai, but more like a child who made mistakes, just thinking about escaping.

"I don't know you. She climbed up the steps, and the boy sat in front of her, how could she forget that look?

"The grievances of a thousand years ago have not been settled, which makes you so painful. He indifferently stretched out his hands, "Come here......"

That sound came - her thoughts seemed to go back to that year, she was injured in practice, and the young man shouted at her like this.

He said: No one likes to be injured, even if it is a difficult swordsmanship, it should not hurt the body.

Yes—who would believe him when he greeted him so tenderly, saying that he was merciless?

Her hands were covered with fine lines, and she had aged faster and faster over the years in order to refine the elixir that bewitched people's hearts. I can't even see the original appearance, plus the ruined face. It's even more terrifying-

But these hands are the warmth of her life, and even three lives and three lives.

She gently placed it on it, and that body temperature was real, too real to forget. All the memories will come flooding back—

The young man clenched his hands tightly, and still said indifferently, "A thousand years ago, you paid off your debts, and after a thousand years, I shouldn't owe you anything." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a white blade suddenly appeared behind the back of the hands, and her hand passed through the chest. Blood sprayed on the face that had been unrecognizable, and the eyes suddenly stopped, watching the man in front of him slowly fall down.

He exhausted all his strength and internal strength, just to let her personally repay the sword revenge of the year.

He said, "I owe you nothing."

It turned out that what he hated the most was debt.

"You, you—" She was speechless, but the look in her eyes was distressed and sad.

Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, a thousand years ago, she died under his sword, and a thousand years later, he would repay all his love.

"Yes, I'm sorry......" He lay peacefully in her arms, still smiling softly. Why, those hands, the hands that held her sword, and why, those hands, the hands that pierced her chest?

But it was these hands that ended all the fate of the two of them.

"Why did you do this?" she wept, but as if she was used to such a parting, the corners of her mouth slightly curved into a smile, "You don't owe me anything." Is it worth it?"

He seemed to laugh, "You said that in this world, there is no worthiness or not, only willingness." And my answer, I'm willing to ......" he laughed and blood ran down the corners of his mouth, dripping on her body, hot and hot.

"Do you remember what I said?" she bent her lips in relief, but her heart still hurt.

"I remember everything she said to someone who was once indebted. I thought I could not care - but it turned out, how much I wished, it was just a debt. "The sky will be white, it turns out that this is the separation, just a moment, but it seems like a thousand years have passed," you asked me, in the heavy rain that day, if I was emotional to you-"

"I know, I know the answer. She smiled, though not so pretty, but no longer a femme fatale, no longer full of anger.

It turned out that there was an answer that never needed his answer, just a momentary look in his eyes, and he knew it all.