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The moor was quiet, but it wasn't long before a figure reappeared in the distance, and vaguely the man could be seen carrying a sword, wandering aimlessly, more and more towards the old tree. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info approached, only to see that it was the three-foot Qingfeng, carried by Liang Ping, and stumbled to the old tree.

He had been reminiscing for a long time before he came back to reality, and his mind was confused, so he chose to go out for a walk. But he didn't choose the same path as Lang Yiyuan, so he didn't meet him. He just chose a random direction, just walked forward, walked up when he encountered the road, and when the road was gone, he used this sword to cut through the thorns and open a way. Until I walked into this wasteland, I looked at the ground and saw some withered yellow grass.

There is no longer any obstacle to slashing with this sword.

He looked at the sword that had been with him all along, thinking back to everything about it. He still remembered that it was given to her by the girl who loved to wear a pale yellow gauze dress, and he always said that this pale yellow was the most beautiful color in the world, just like the yellow warbler on the branches, and in the same way, there was a word "warbler" in his name, which sounded so tactful. Just when he was about to accompany His Highness Lei Yunling out to practice, the girl handed over this sword to him, which she had asked the master of the sect to make it a long time ago, and he still remembered that the other party was a little uneasy when he handed it over to him.

"Ah Ping, I'm really sorry, I originally wanted the swordsmith to dye it pale yellow, but the masters didn't master the heat, so they made it this dark cyan, but it didn't affect the use at all. I've already named the sword, let's call it Qingying, since it can't be made yellow, then add my warbler to it, anyway, I want you to think of me as soon as you see this sword, hehe. ”

At that time, Liang Ping still thought that the girl was too nagging, and he was glad that the other party did not dye the sword yellow, otherwise it would be ugly. But now he understands the strong love in the girl's every sentence, and he wants to listen to those ordinary love words again: "Ah Ping, you must come back soon, don't stay outside with your brother for too long, I will wait for you here!" On that day, she climbed to the highest peak next to the road where she had broken up with Liang Ping, and looked at him until his figure disappeared at the end of the road。。。。。。

"Cloud warbler... I... I'm sorry for you, are you okay now... Have you forgotten me, that's fine, forget about me, a negative man, just as if I was dead. ”

When he arrived in front of the old tree, he didn't go anymore, just like Lang Yiyuan did before, he sat on the ground with his back to the trunk of the tree, and slowly stroked the long sword, and tears dripped on it. He had been so sad for a long time, and just as he was crying bitterly, he suddenly felt someone approaching him behind him. The nerves that had been tense for so many days made him instantly turn over and stand up like a conditioned reflex, pointed his long sword back, and shouted: "Who is it?" Don't sneak around, get the hell out of here! But when he was still for a moment, he didn't find anyone at all, but there was a branch in front of him that was very close to him, and then an old and magnetic voice sounded: "Oh, hey, are all young people so irritable now?!" You almost cut off one of my hands. Liang Ping was startled by this sudden voice, and only after searching again to no avail did he begin to look up and down the old tree in front of him.

"Is that you? Is it you, the tree, that speaks? ”

"That's right, it's me, scared?"

"Who the fuck do you call a young man, I'm in my fifties!"

"I've been standing here for nearly three hundred years, and you say you're not a young man!"

"Disrespectful for the old!"

Liang Ping was so angry that he cut off the branch with a sword.

"Damn, little guy, can you calm down, put down that thing in your hand first!"

"Say it to me again!!。。。。。。"

One person and one tree made trouble like this for a long time, and in the end, in the face of the bright sword, it was the old tree who surrendered first. After calming down his anger, Liang Ping began to be surprised:

"Dryads?!"

"Of course! I'm awesome. ”

"I'm going to uproot you again!"

"You little 。。。。。。 Why is this person so unreasonable, if it weren't for that kid, I wouldn't have taken the initiative to deal with a human being! Don't be dissatisfied, you think anyone can talk to a noble dryad once in their life! ”

"Which kid? Something to do with me? Could it be Xiaoyuan?! ”

"By the way, it's him!"

"He's been here? What did you do to him?! Have you already given him to 。。。。。。 Yes! See if I don't cut you down as a coffin!! ”

"Oops! Here it is again, here it is, I'm a dryad and not a dryad, you wait for me to finish speaking! ”

It took a lot of effort for the old tree to persuade Liang Ping to give up the idea of cutting it, but he still paid the price of breaking a few branches, and his body trembled for a while, and the leaves fell off a lot because of this, completely losing the dignified appearance when he talked to Lang Yiyuan before. After Lao Shu explained the whole ins and outs, Liang Ping let out a long sigh.

"I see."

"What happened to that kid was too much for the average person to bear, and even I felt sorry for him."

"Then why are you looking for me?"

"Because I can feel something about you and him, that you not only know him, but that you have no ill will towards him."

"Yes, I'm a good friend of his father."

"Then it is even better, please take care of that child, he is the kindest and purest soul I have ever met, he should not have experienced such pain at such an age."

"If you don't say this kind of thing, I will do the same, and I won't let him be hurt again."

"It's natural, and I know it, but I'll tell you another thing."

"What's the matter?"

"This chain of things that happened to this kid is not accidental."

"What do you mean?"

"These things are meant to happen, and no one can change them."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because I smell fate in him."

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Whether you understand or not, just let me finish speaking, in layman's terms, there are too many things that are destined for him, and there are some things he must encounter, including his later life, there may be countless ups and downs, I said, no one can stop it."

"I don't believe that there will always be someone to protect him."

"The man you are talking about does exist, but only himself, because only he can change his fate. Over the years, I've only smelled that smell on two people, one of whom is Lang Yiyuan. Then the old tree stopped talking. Liang Ping didn't see it say anything for a long time, and after thinking about it, he understood Lao Shu's intentions, and he dared to sell it to him。。。。。。 He had to pretend to be anxious to know to cater to the other party's bad taste.

"Senior, who is the other person?"

The old tree was quite satisfied, and then slowly said, "The other one is his mother." ”

"Xie Wenwan?!"

"That's right, it's the woman."

Liang Ping began to fall into deep thought after hearing Lao Shu's words, he did not doubt Lao Shu's words, he knew that the other party would not lie to him, because the tree spirits were very arrogant, and they disdained to talk to ordinary people, and they disdained to waste their minds to deceive people, and their souls were very delicate, and they could evolve into tree spirits after hundreds of years of precipitation, and their sixth sense was much more than that of humans. Just when Liang Ping was pondering, the old tree didn't know what the wind was pumping, and suddenly "Hey! With a bang, Liang Ping took another big jump.

"What's the matter, is there something else going to happen to Xiaoyuan?!"

"That... I just remembered another thing, speaking of Xie Wenwan, I had to accuse her of evil deeds, when he and Lang Yuxin's two little guys carved words on me without my consent, I was still sleeping at the time, giving me a pain, and you see, the scar left behind can't go down in this life, it's really hateful, you say yes。。。。。。 ”

Liang Ping couldn't bear it anymore, and raised his sword again and pointed at it: "You force me to try again!! ”

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