It was dark all around, filled with endless coldness and loneliness, deathly silence. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mu Shan only felt that he was in the whirlpool of the angry sea, spinning repeatedly, and his head was dazzling.

The fingertips still seem to have grasped something, but the bottom of my heart seems to have been forcibly ripped away, and there is an indescribable tangle and soreness.

Mu Shan wanted to open his mouth and shout, but the space seemed to be completely frozen, and not even a trace of breath could overflow from his mouth and nose.

One day, one month, one year......

Mu Shan can't tell how long it has been, but what is here is only darkness and lonely emptiness. Time has become a superfluous thing here. Until a voice that often appears in dreams and is engraved into the bones, in this lifeless space, softly, but unusually clearly:

Mushan ......

Mu Shan suddenly opened his eyes, only to feel that in front of him, there was a soft light, tearing open the entire space and shining obliquely. The light, like light smoke, slowly circulated on his face, like a smooth and delicate hand, gently caressing...... Then he gradually departed, and in front of him became a vaguely beautiful face, with thin lips, one by one, as if he was muttering something.

"Xiu Niang ......"

Mu Shan's lips trembled slightly, like two young shoots that had broken the shackles of the earth, trembling slightly in the wind.

This call seemed to vent all the emotions in Mu Shan's heart, and the worries about the life and death of Fengxian, the worries about Qin Mei's life, and the thoughts of Xiuniang's relatives all turned into tears, rippling down, sobbing silently and painfully.

"Xiu Niang ......"

Mu Shan saw that face gradually disappearing, as if someone was going to drain his last shred of courage, and he was worried and hesitant in his heart, and wanted to reach out to grab it, but his whole body did not obey the call at all.

The darkness and despair around him, like the river under the Nai River Bridge, gradually submerged Mu Shan little by little, as if he was brought to the Nine Shadows.

Unwilling, sad and indignant, Mu Shan struggled hysterically, tightly grasping the glimmer of light like a dream in front of him, tightly, and refused to let go. Until the world in front of me became brighter and brighter, and various lights, criss-crossing and criss-crossing, gradually drawing the outline of a roof.

"Where is this ......?"

Mu Shan moved his fingertips slightly, and the strength in his body seemed to have been drained, so he could only lie on the bed and gasp heavily.

"Girl...... Wushuang Big Brother ......" Mu Shan opened his chapped lips, like a lost bird, and shouted anxiously.

"Girl......" Mu Shan tightened his right hand, and the soft touch told him that what he was holding in his hand was a corner of Fengxian's clothes.

After resting for a while, Mu Shan, who was anxious, didn't care about the pain from his body, slowly arched his body, looked at the bandages that were densely packed up and down his body, and the bloodstains had dried up, and shook his head with a wry smile.

Mu Shan got out of bed and bypassed the screen in front of him, staggered a few steps, weakly holding on to a wooden table and gasping, and only after a moment began to walk towards the door that was paced by the sun with a layer of golden red.

The sunlight shines warmly on Mu Shan's face through the hollow lattice, with a new splendor and warmth.

Mu Shan leaned against the door and looked at the strange world outside through the window lattice.

In the distance, there seems to be a familiar figure, step by step, with elegant steps, coming one by one.

In an instant, a grotesque and absurd thought surged in Mu Shan's heart, that is, after leaving this door, his life would change from now on.

After gasping for a while, Mu Shan finally gathered enough strength again and slowly opened the door in front of him.

The insignificant sound of "squeak...... made the figures of the three people stunned at the same time.

Ahead, under a towering tree, two pretty and graceful figures stood quietly. The person on the left, wearing a light pink dress, with a purple jade ribbon tied around his waist, thin eyebrows like willows, bright eyes like the moon, and a subtle and euphemistic smile at the corners of his mouth, staring at him with a vein. There is a person on the right, with a high bun on his head, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, his eyes are like ice pools and cold, wearing white clothes, looking at Mu Shan with slight surprise.

The wind, whirring from afar, seemed to be a bit coercive, jumping off and curling the hair of the three people.

The dead leaves on the big tree, like autumn butterflies, draw a graceful arc, falling from the air, frequently tossing and dancing between the sights of the three people.

At that moment, Mu Shan seemed to have returned to his previous carefree childhood, the corners of his mouth were lightly pulled, and he stood quietly, watching the sunlight squeeze through the gaps between the leaves, scattering mottled light and shadow on the path of less than twenty meters, and then moving to the pale pink figure little by little. The heart is full of peace and joy.

Turns out, is this what it's like to be somewhere between fantasy and reality?

Mu Shan stood quietly, only to feel that all the delicate beauty and elegant subtlety in the world were concentrated on the pale pink shadow. Between the low eyebrows and the head, there seems to be a dream of clear waves and fragrance flowing slowly in it, and whose figure is reflected in the bright eyes? There is a warm and colorful brilliance, and the softness shines into the heart, as if the warmth and beauty of the whole world are stuffed into one's heart.

"Xiuniang......" The smile on the corner of Mu Shan's mouth became brighter and brighter, and the strength of his body came from nowhere, causing him to run towards the figure that he was thinking about at night.

Under the stunned gaze of another woman in white, Mu Shan's outstretched arms quickly closed and firmly hugged the pale pink figure. The hug was so tight, so hard, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was afraid that what he saw in front of him was just an illusion, and it would leave him in an instant.

Feeling the faint body temperature in his arms, smelling the faint fragrance on the tip of his nose, faint, but directly hitting the memory in the depths of his soul. Mu Shan has never been so satisfied as he is now, and he only wishes that time can stay in this moment forever, even if it is a dream, let him stay in the dream for a long time.

"Mu Shan......" Xiu Niang called softly, stretched out her hand and gently stroked Mu Shan's back, comforting: "It's all over......"

"Ahem...... the woman in white turned around and coughed twice pretendedly.

Mu Shan listened to the voice beside him, and then realized that there were still others present, so he reluctantly let go of his hands, took two steps back, and stared at Xiuniang's flawless face affectionately, and said, "You...... Are you okay? ”

"Well, it's you, how could you get hurt like this?" Xiuniang's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a layer of light smoke seemed to be enveloped in her bright eyes: "Your wound ...... Who hurt you like this? ”

"I ......" Mu Shan raised his hands, looked at the blood stains on his arms and chest, and then remembered the phoenix immortal whose life and death were uncertain, his hands and ten fingers couldn't help but clench, his eyes flickered, and he said gloomily: "It's a long story, let's tell you slowly in the future." By the way, did you see my two swords......"

"Uh......" Mu Shan began to dance and gesture, "one looks simple and simple, the sword body is purple, and the other is elegant and slender, like a cloud......"

The woman in white looked at Mu Shan coldly and said, "Those two swords are yours?" ”

Mu Shan nodded affirmatively, and said undoubtedly: "Well, it's all mine." The girl is ......."

Xiuniang pointed to the woman in white and introduced, "This is my senior sister, Sima Yuchen." ”

Mu Shan was stunned and said, "Senior sister......? Xiuniang, you also apprenticed? ”

Mu Shan looked at the surrounding environment, and saw that the mountains in the distance were faint, connected to each other, like a giant dragon walking through the white clouds. And on those towering peaks, you can vaguely see the pavilions echoing each other, and they are one: "This is your teacher's door?" By the way, who is your master? ”

"The master is Wang Yue, who is known as the Sword God, and what stands at your feet is the Longyin Mountain that the world has heard about."