Yun Mo looked at the yellow leaves floating in the pond in a daze, and muttered, "This year's autumn seems to be colder than in previous years. ”

"It's not that it's cold, it's that people's hearts are cold."

A beautiful woman dressed in white walked out of the grass hut and came to Yun Mo's side, and Shi Shiran sat down.

Yun Mo didn't turn around, but poured a cup of hot tea, handed the cup over, and said, "People's hearts are cold, drink a cup of tea to warm up." ”

The woman in white did not hold the teacup, her slender fingers like green onions rubbed the rim of the cup, and said softly, "If drinking hot tea can warm people's hearts, then there will be no more sad people in the world." ”

Yun Mo didn't answer, and the autumn breeze blew through the hill grass and the big locust tree, adding a layer of coolness.

"Can't you just look at me?" The woman in white was angry, staring directly at the man in front of her, "Do you want to or don't dare?" ”

Yun Mo sighed faintly.

"Recognize me as a righteous sister, because you want to protect me, which means that you still care about me. But I don't want to be your sister, I just want to be your wife! The woman in white said, held Yun Mo's hand, and said in a trembling voice, "You still love me after all, right?" ”

Yun Mo withdrew his hand and was silent for a long time before saying, "I'm sorry." ”

The woman in white shook her head and said, "After so many years, who is in your heart, Ziyue?" Is it Somnambula? Or is it some other woman? ”

Yun Mo didn't know how to answer, so he could only be silent.

The woman in white smiled bitterly, "That's it, I'm leaving." ”

He stood up and left.

The yellow leaves fluttered on the mountain road, and he left alone in white clothes, walking so resolutely, so resolutely.

Xue Qianqian is gone, and so is the Snowflake Holy Land Mission.

The person is gone, and in the autumn breeze, the cup of hot tea on the table has already cooled.

People go.

Tea cooling.

Nie Qianrou dug out her daughter red from under the osmanthus tree in the former residence of Fanshanhe, no more, no less, exactly twenty-six altars.

These twenty-six jars of wine were brought to the Sword Dao Sect by the Holy Sword Gate Mission and handed over to Xue Qianqian, who wanted to leave all of them to Yun Mo, and Yun Mo only left one altar.

When the tea is cold, drinking it naturally can't warm the stomach and heart.

But it doesn't matter if it's cold, it's hot or cold.

Nie Qianrou put the altar of daughter red on the stone table, Yun Mo slapped the mud open, and the fragrance of wine suddenly overflowed.

Nie Qianrou said, "Daughter red wine has a origin, in Shaoyang City, Shiwei realm, but whenever someone gives birth to a daughter, the father will bury a jar of wine in his backyard, and every time the daughter is born, an altar will be buried, and when the daughter grows up and gets married, the buried wine will be sent to the husband's house as a gift, and at the wedding banquet, these daughter red will be used to entertain guests." ”

She looked at the mud-sealed wine jar on the table, and said, "Although the master didn't dare to recognize Xue Qianqian's daughter, but every year he will bury such a jar of wine under the osmanthus tree in the courtyard, I just went up the mountain for a few years, relying on the master's spoiling, and did a lot of naughty things, including stealing these wines, but stealing the wine, so that the master was really angry, beat me up and didn't say anything, and punished me for three months, if it wasn't for the senior brother to accompany me, I'm afraid that after three months, I have gone crazy." ”

Yun Mo put down the wine bowl and looked at the woman in front of him who had no cultivation but was becoming more and more atmospheric.

A flash of remembrance flashed in Nie Qianrou's eyes, but it quickly faded, and she said flatly, "I can see that Xue Qianqian really likes you, and she is willing to give you these twenty-six jars of wine, that is, she wants to be your wife in her heart, no matter where you look at it, she is the most suitable match for you, but why do you refuse?" ”

Yun Mo poured himself another bowl of wine, and drank it all, the wine was not strong, and his mouth was mellow, but for some reason it was slightly bitter.

Nie Qianrou smiled helplessly, stood up, and said, "Actually, you still like her in your heart, right?" ”

Yun Mo remained silent.

Nie Qianrou turned to leave, looked at the new grave at the foot of the mountain, and said, "The master only loves one woman in this life, and is only loyal to one woman, but in this world, there are too few people like the master who are infatuated and single-minded, at least you Yun Mo is not." ”

Yun Mo was slightly stunned.

Nie Qianrou said, "The woman you like, the woman you love, maybe there are more than one or two, you are not sure, and you dare not admit it, so you will refuse Xue Qianqian's affection, for fear of breaking her heart." ”

After saying this, he walked straight down the mountain.

Yun Mo, who had always been silent, finally spoke up and asked, "What about you?" I heard that Su Bancheng of the Confucian and Taoist Palace has already set off with a delegation to propose relatives, and your Holy Sword Sect seems to be very optimistic about that Pianpian scholar. ”

Nie Qianrou stopped, covered the bag on her chest, and said gently, "There is already a person living in my heart, and in this life, it is difficult to pretend to be others." As he spoke, his voice turned cold, "There's no need to provoke me with this kind of boring trick, even if you don't recognize me as a righteous sister, even if the Holy Sword Sect and your Sword Dao Sect are not allied, no matter whether those people in Su Bancheng are here to propose marriage or make amends, as long as they, as long as the people of the Confucian Dao Palace and the Wind Kingdom dare to enter the land under the jurisdiction of my Holy Sword Gate, it will be the end of unforgiving." The Demon King's Palace has been destroyed, the Demon Domain has fallen, so more than 20,000 Sword Sect Sword Cultivators have been killed in Hanguguan, as well as my master's blood feud, which can only be recorded on the heads of the Wind Kingdom and the Confucian Daozun Palace. ”

In the battle of Hangu Pass, Fan Shanhe took the sword cultivators of the Holy Sword Gate as the vanguard and fell into the enemy's formation, but the three holy lands as allies did not move and watched coldly, so that more than 20,000 sword cultivators of the Holy Sword Gate died in vain, and Fan Shanhe fell.

Although morally speaking, it is not wrong for Nie Qianrou to put this account on the head of the Three Holy Lands, but the world is evil, there is only a relationship of interest between the Holy Land and the Holy Land, and it has always been a cold and cruel standard of getting along, so it is a little inappropriate and even childish to record this account on the head of the Three Holy Lands.

Yun Mo was stunned and asked, "How can you take revenge on them now?" ”

Nie Qianrou said something that made Yun Mo speechless, "What if the cultivation is dispersed, it's a big deal to start all over again." ”

Then he said with a slight mockery, "You should think about how to solve the blood poison on your body now!" ”

After saying this, he drifted down the mountain.

After drinking the wine in the altar, Yun Mo was not drunk in the slightest.

He rolled up his sleeves and looked at the hideous veins under the skin of his arm, and was silent for a long time.

Fan Shanhe, who was reborn that day, was eroded by blood poison and lost his mind, and he opened a killing ring in the Sword Dao Sect, and half of the treatment was forced to be interrupted, Yun Mo was also counterattacked by the Thousand Revolutions Poison Exorcism Array, and then the three swords that exceeded the load of his body, coupled with the killing of chickens and monkeys that went to the Holy Sword Gate, had made him poisoned even deeper.

Now that the Snowflake Palace Lord has fallen, who else in the Shiwei Realm can solve this blood poison?

Zhang Shan came to the grass house, looked at the stunned master, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed, came to sit down next to Yun Mo, and asked, "Master, the apprentice has a sentence, I don't know whether to say it or not." ”

Yun Mo came back to his senses and said angrily, "When did you stinky boy learn these twists and turns, let go of farts if you have a fart." ”

Zhang Shan said, "To unlock the bell, you have to tie the bell." ”