The last lightsaber pierced the head of the leading man, Jiang Ning put away his sword and stood, and the man and woman opposite came with a smile.

Jiang Ning and the man looked at each other and smiled.

"If you have a knife in your heart, you will have a knife in your hand, a good heart knife technique," Jiang Ning said with a smile: "The heir of this generation of the torture house, is you?"

"Qing Xuan's vision is too bad, even if the "Wood Emperor Sutra" is taught to you directly, I don't think there is anything wrong with it. But instead of learning the Wood Emperor Sutra, you were hunted down and killed by the sect because of this, which is really ironic. ”。 The man with the broken knife laughed.

Little Tail grimaced at her man, of course, this 'home' was sealed in her heart, and she didn't dare to say it.

The girl jumped up and took Su Que's hand, found a fairly complete table and sat down, and said with a smile: "Men just like to praise each other, don't pay attention to them, let's continue to eat noodles!"

Although Ruan Niang's shop was also damaged a lot, it was much better than the broken sawdust on Zhang Tu's side, and the back kitchen was not affected at all, and the two of them could be regarded as the rest of their lives, and they ran to make noodles happily. And bluntly said that today's noodles are full and don't want money.

The man's name is Hu Yanfeng, as Jiang Ning thought, he is the contemporary heir of the torture house.

"Ah Feng, where are you going next?"

Hu Yanfeng took a big sip of wine and said heartily: "The old man only asked me to go around the mainland, but he didn't have any special explanation, I can go wherever I want!

The little tail and Su Que who were eating noodles on the side were all full of black lines, and they hadn't had time to match their sisters here, but it was good over there, and they had already started to talk about it. I have a sword just now, I can slaughter all the thieves in the world, I have a sword, I can cut through the injustice in the world, and the heroic righteousness will disappear without a trace.

Talk happily, and there is no time to separate.

The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, and the mushrooms cook porridge without any bird flavor.

Not every mountain can find a cave, so tonight, Jiang Ning and Su Que just sat by the bonfire, side by side against the big tree, one person with a bamboo tube, drinking tasteless mushroom soup, and watching the stars.

Su Que muttered, "You say, what will happen to Zhang Tu and Ruan Niang in the future?"

Jiang Ning shook his head against the trunk of the tree.

It's a long way to go, and who can say clearly?

It's just that after that, there was only one small shop left on the post road outside Zhanzhou, selling wine, tea, meat, and noodles. There was a dirty donkey tied to the railing outside all year round, and when it was beautiful, it always liked it, and it screamed.

The East Court Domain is the East Court Domain of cultivators who come and go, and it is also the home of mortals who have firewood, rice, oil and salt. Jiang Ning turned over and remembered his childhood.

Jiang Ning fell asleep, while Su Que sat cross-legged and began the first day of her life's cultivation.

What is wind?

Su Que remembered that his grandfather once twisted tobacco and said: Pneumatic is the wind.

And this book, which is said to have been created by the Venerable Feng Li Qiao's "Covering the Moon", has a more vivid statement:

Untie the three autumn leaves, and can bloom February flowers.

Thousands of feet of waves across the river, into the bamboo ten thousand poles slanted.

The wind is the sickle that harvests life, the magic hand that creates all things, the power that fuels the troubles, and the gentleness that rubs the hands of the bare hands.

The wind lives in the dust and the fragrant flowers are exhausted, and the wind flies over the mountains and yellow leaves. The wind can push the clouds to cover the moon, and it can also lift the clouds to see the sun.

Plain hand pinching, true qi circulation, light breeze wrapped in the surrounding vitality wisps into Su Que's body, there is a subtle flow of qi in the meridians, every week and days, it will grow a point, Xu is the snow agar drunk before played a role, the hazy milky white mist is steaming in the body, and a steady stream of gentle spiritual power flows into the meridians, converging with the newly formed qi machine, making a sound of 'po!' and 'po!', the eggshell is broken, a little painful, and more is the freedom and joy of breaking through the cage.

The east wind blooms thousands of trees overnight, and when the morning sun rises, Su Que is already the sixth layer of casting.

Jiang Ning was gone.

Looking around, there was no trace of Jiang Ning, Su Que leaned against the trunk of the tree, his mind and heart were empty.

Have you been left behind after all?

It wasn't until his heel inadvertently knocked down the half-cut Qingluan leaning against the trunk that he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

She knew that even if Jiang Ning left her, she would never leave Qingluan.

Qingluan's specifications are small, the hilt of the sword is engraved with Luan bird cloud patterns, the blade is narrow, and the weight is light, even Su Que, who doesn't know anything about weapons, can see that it is clearly a woman's saber.

"Han Shui's edge. Su Que murmured softly.

Qingluan should be her sword.

"Han Shui's edge, Han Shui's edge. ”

After returning Jiang Ning from the Tingfeng Cliff, the name appeared again and again.

At first it was in my ears, but then it was in my heart.

Since when has Jiang Ning stopped chanting this name, and since when has this name become heavier and heavier, pressing her breathlessly.

Even the reassuring news that Jiang Ning hadn't left her had to be sure through that name.

Su Que always felt that he was like a piece of rice paper, crumpled by someone, even if you spread it out and pressed it with a flat book, the ravine that came and went was still there, and it couldn't be smoothed out.

The name of the ravine is 'Han Shui'.

Su Que grabbed Qingluan, raised it over his shoulder, and after a long time, he drooped down again.

What is the use of a man who is burned into another person's blood and simply throws away her sword?

On the ground was a roe deer and a few medicinal herbs, and when Su Que turned around when he heard the sound, Qingluan was already in Jiang Ning's hands.

The girl's expression darkened.

"I found a few yams and a plant of old ginseng," Jiang Ning said with a smile: "It's early in the morning, stew a pot of broth and try it, that's the best!"

The girl hadn't been able to completely put away her previous unpleasant thoughts, and said angrily: "Where are the pots and pans of stewed soup in the wilderness?"

Jiang Ning didn't say anything, Qingluan casually pulled a sword flower in his hand, pointed to a big stone on the ground not far away, and lightly cut out dozens of sword qi as small as a snake, and for a while, the stone chips flew and the smoke was rising.

Jiang Ning made a move, and a stone pot half the size of a wellhead and two small stone bowls fell at Su Que's feet.

"Men are in charge of hunting, women are in charge of cooking," Jiang Ning sat on the ground, leaned his back against the trunk of the tree, and raised Erlang's legs: "I'll leave the matter of stewing soup to you! ”。

The girl stood in front of Jiang Ning without saying a word with a dark face.

"What are you doing with the pestle, stew, hurry up, I'm hungry. ”

The girl stretched out her hand and said angrily: "Give me Qingluan, I want to chop vegetables!"

Probably Qingluan used it as a punching bag, Su Que worked very hard, at this time he took Qingluan to cut two pieces of yam, and then pulled down two pieces of flesh and blood on the leg of the roe deer, and it didn't take long for a pot of fragrant broth to be stewed, and even the depressed mood disappeared.

Jiang Ning and Su Que sat opposite each other and drank bowl after bowl.

Even the beasts and birds in the mountains and forests were attracted by the aroma of this broth, and wandered around, refusing to leave.

It's just that Jiang Ning has a strong murderous aura that looms from time to time, so even if those birds and beasts are hungry, they just wait patiently for the two to eat and wipe away and go away, so they can't wait to step forward and compete for the remaining scraps.

Jiang Ning was staring at the Qingluan in his hand all the way, which made Su Que very unhappy.

He vaguely remembered that when she became an inner disciple, she gave her saber Qingluan to herself, but took away his saber cuttlefish.

"Changing swords is like changing hearts!" Han Shuibian said, "Even, I mean, even if one day, I leave you, as long as the cuttlefish is still in my waist, my heart will still be with you." ”。

At that moment, he had seen the brightest and brightest starlight in the world in Han Shui's eyes.

But on the day she fell off the cliff, a strange sword hung on her waist!

Scold. Changing swords is like changing hearts!

Jiang Ning smiled freely, Qingluan took off his hand, and the entire sword body was submerged in the mountain rocks.

Su Que's appearance when he threw the sword in the morning, he looked at it from a distance, and he felt a little sad. She shouldn't have been so slighted by herself.

If you go, you must go, and you can't stay!

Su Que stared at Qingluan on the mountain wall in a daze, Jiang Ning silently took her hand and chuckled: "It's time to find a new sword to take advantage of!"