On the fourth month, there was not a single wild fruit left in storage, Wen Yiming reluctantly took out the jar of spirits, and drank a few sips every day, connecting to Lingwuye.lā This was what Wen Yiming was preparing to celebrate when he really found a place to live. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info now it seems that it has become the last supper.

It's been five months, and Wen Yiming's wine jar was smashed to pieces a few days ago.

In desperation, I had to take out the pills that I had collected and swallowed a few every day, although I still couldn't resist the hunger in my stomach, mentally I felt that I had eaten and got an invisible satisfaction.

He knew that when these elixirs were exhausted, it was the time when he had always dreamed of lying down and resting.

Wen Yiming's eyes were blank, leaning on the stone wall with his shoulders leaning and moving step by step.

His spiritual power was already empty, and he didn't even dare to go berserk with his essence and blood, so he could only hold the spirit crystal in his hand and use his mental method to convey true qi to the ashes bracer. This method of not physically demanding is able to support independent heart insurance.

For the large consumption of spirit crystals, he was not heartbroken at all, his life was gone, even if it was the spirit crystal essence, it was useless.

Wen Yiming is alive at the moment, maybe he will fall down in the next second, and he will never be able to stand up. He didn't know if he would be able to survive until he used the Spirit Yuan Crystal Essence...

It's definitely an ancient road, but there is no west wind and no skinny horses! Some are just thin birds with feathers no longer white on their shoulders.

Without the sunset, how can it go west! But there are really people who break their hearts for Wen Yiming, but he doesn't know anything. Even if you know, it only adds to your sadness.

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In the outside world, whether it is a blind monk or Wen Yiming, in the hearts of those who know, it is truly fallen.

Although all the martial cultivators who left the ruins failed to see Wen Yiming die with their own eyes, it is conceivable that when all the ghost wrens in the ruins gathered, what would Wen Yiming do to get out of the desperate situation, even if he was a great martial artist, it was not a strong combat force that could get out of danger.

Yan Bei Peak, the great fissure of the mire canyon disappeared strangely as early as the moment the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor died, leaving only a bare rock formation and flowing mud.

Wang Liang and Qin Hong had been bored for five months since they received the death order to stay here for a year. Wang Liang didn't understand why the castle owner was like this, the ruins were all closed, what was the purpose of guarding it? Although Qin Hong, who was guarding in another place, knew a lot, he never mentioned it, which made him very impatient.

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The Twin Cities faction, a bamboo building besieging the city.

After Shu Yilan came back, she dealt with some things and stayed at Tang Xiaoxuan's residence. She didn't forget what Wen Yiming confessed, she just made up a few white lies on the communication board and sent them to Tong Qiang.

Wen Yiming's mother, she wanted to pick up Shuangcheng in person, but as for how long she could hide it, she didn't think about it.

Wen Yiming's farewell words, although five months have passed, are still in her ears, which makes her extremely depressed.

She didn't know when the scourge that always caused trouble entered her heart, and it wasn't until Wen Yiming had been killed by the Shadow Wren Mother Emperor that she felt a burst of heartache.

And the second she found out that Wen Yiming was still alive, Shu Yilan had only one thought at that time, which was to rush into the hatchery, even if it was to help him block it. She didn't know the reason for this feeling, maybe it was because her father had said that Wen Yiming was the hope of Shuangcheng, and he did have it. Maybe he once killed the steel mantis to get her out of trouble, or maybe he once hated him unreasonably, doesn't it mean that there is a feeling that sprouts from hate?

When she left the ruins, the moment Shu Yilan saw the ghost wren in the sky, she knew what helplessness was.

That feeling is not that I am waiting for death, but watching the person I care about go to disappointment in hope, from disappointment to despair.

That feeling, let her understand, is to like!

She couldn't forget the gloom in Wen Yiming's eyes when she said 'master' and 'mother'...

At this time, Shu Yilan gently stroked the ethereal inner armor on her knees, and tears quietly slipped down. She already knew the preciousness of this inner armor from that page, but in Shu Yilan's eyes, this was not an ethereal inner armor.

It was the first and last gift Wen Yiming gave her, and it was the only one!

The only one is beautiful, but there is also an unbearable loneliness

Man is lonely, and the only way to alleviate the pain it brings is to accept it calmly.

Shu Yilan can only do this...

Tang Xiaoxuan sighed low at the top of the stairs, this was not the first time she had seen Shu Yilan cry secretly. She was the only one in the entire Shuangcheng who learned about Wen Yiming from Shu Yilan's mouth, and while lamenting the misfortune of Shuangcheng, she also felt sorry for Shu Jianfeng's father and daughter, is this the will of heaven?

The twin cities are good at evil, but they can't stay!

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Qiqingfang, on a pavilion in Zhenqi Pavilion, the sunspot in the hand of Di Tianyu was indecided, and after a while, he rolled it in the palm of his hand. When he got up and walked out of the pavilion with his hands in his hands, a little black dust leaked from his fingers.

Chen Yanjun sighed lowly, got up and stood side by side with Di Tianyu, and said, "Senior brother, time will dilute everything, let it be!" ”

Di Tianyu looked at the dark green bamboo forest in the distance, let go of his palm, and a touch of black dust scattered.

"Senior brother, you and I have been friends for many years, when have you ever seen me so bored. Alas! My sister hasn't practiced since she came back, and it's been five months. My mother gave me a small training in three days and a big training in seven days! It annoys me so much that I have said everything that needs to be said... I, Li Qing, alas! ”

Chen Yanjun didn't know how to persuade him, he had heard the first day of the fifth autumn crosshair. However, even Di Tianyu himself didn't know what the Fifth Autumn Cross and the blind monk had experienced underground, only that the blind monk had risked his life to save her more than once.

Chen Yanjun also knows that he doesn't have much contact with the blind monk and doesn't have any right to speak, but the battle in the square is indeed admirable.

patted Di Tianyu on the shoulder, and Chen Yanjun turned to leave. This kind of thing can only be left alone to calm down and slowly fade, which is not something that can be solved by one or two words of consolation.

The first day of the language stood for a quarter of an hour, when he heard the faint sound of the piano under the cliff behind him, he lowered his head and sighed and turned to the cliff on the edge of the pavilion. Looking down at the surface of Qingbo Lake with an area of hundreds of acres below, the breezy lake water reflects the water droplets on the lotus leaves like transparent pearls under the afterglow, which is beautiful.

Di Tianyu was not in the mood to appreciate the unique beauty of this Seven Sentiments, and withdrew his gaze to the Qingzhu Pavilion connected by a wooden bridge in the lake not far from the cliff. When I saw the slightly emaciated Fifth Autumn Girl, I felt distressed for no reason.

He remembered that his two siblings had no father since they were children, and that he had been accompanied by the Go sword all day long under the strict teaching of his mother.

It was my sister who often risked being punished, secretly came to Si Guoxuan, and sent her favorite steamed fish with lotus leaves; Because of the limited time, in order not to let her mother find out, my sister cleverly removed all the fish bones in advance...

I once played with fire and burned down my mother's room, resulting in the loss of two precious piano scores, and it was my sister who stayed in the confinement peak for three years for her...

Afterwards, my mother knew the truth, and in guilt, I asked my sister to go to Qinjian Yaotai to choose any favorite thing as compensation, but my sister gave up the long-cherished Luoyun Guqin, but chose her favorite Haoyue Sword and quietly gave it to herself...

Di Tianyu couldn't control his emotions and sniffed hard. A layer of mist blurred his vision, but he clearly knew that his sister was playing the song he was already familiar with.

He could hear the heartfelt sadness in the melody, but he couldn't bear to interrupt it, to comfort him. He knew that this was the only time his sister was single-minded every day.

Di Tianyu didn't know what the name of this song was, but he knew the unique words of this song. For five months, he didn't stand here for a day, and every day he would listen to his sister play the piano at this time.

Di Tianyu turned around slowly, closed his eyes slightly, and followed the melody softly, completely out of habit.

“......

The joys and sorrows of the world are scattered

Page by page written in my heart

White lovers with tears in their eyes

But there are gray rings

......”

The piano stopped, and Di Tianyu opened his eyes and muttered.

"Li Qing! If I had a choice, I would rather stay with me! ”