Many years later, when he stopped on the shore of a smelting stone, facing the sea, facing the golden morning sun rising in the east, and facing the snowbirds flying in the endless sky.

Behind him is the magnificent Golden Crow City, a vast and boundless territory that belongs to him, and thousands of subjects who submit to him.

He is the guardian of the eastern border of this continent, the city lord of Jinwu City, and the patriarch of the Shangguan family, and he has carried too much glory and reached the peak of eternity that countless people can't reach.

But at this moment, tears flowed down his face and he was infinitely lonely.

The Angry Purple Dragon Banner flew above the Golden Crow City, hunting sound.

The source of all sorrow is nothing but that he came from a prominent family and was the eldest son of that family.

He is Shangguan Yunfei.

Shangguan Yunfei spent his childhood in the Guangming Temple of Jinwu City, and he was accompanied by his younger brother, Shangguan Yunxiang.

Although he is an older brother, he is only a few seconds before his younger brother.

The Shangguan family is a martial family and has a great relationship with the rivers and lakes.

And the Penglai Lingxian Pavilion in the east of the eastern border, which is close to the East China Sea, is not only the holy land of martial arts, but also the most powerful pillar of the Shangguan family, protecting the entire eastern territory for thousands of years.

Shangguan Yunfei and his younger brother Shangguan Yunxiang went to Penglai Lingxian Pavilion to learn art. He was seven years old.

When they came to Penglai Lingxian Pavilion, they were greeted by his daughter, Shui Luo, in addition to the pavilion master Shui Mo.

Shuiluo is the only daughter of the pavilion master, one year younger than them, smart and innocent.

Ink treats the two Shangguan brothers as if they were his own, and strives to teach them to the best of the best.

The three of them were commensurate with their brother and sister, and they spent a happy ten years in Lingxian Pavilion.

In the beginning years, the three of them ate and lived together, practiced swords, ran on remote ancient roads with lofty mountains, and walked through the brittle and lush dense forests, just like one person.

Younger brother Shangguan Yunxiang is always praised by his master Ink, this is a child with a lot of talent in martial arts, he has stronger physical toughness, and his punches are domineering, even if it is swordsmanship, it is far faster and more accurate than Shangguan Yunfei and Shui Luo's comprehension.

Shangguan Yunfei, as an elder brother, felt a little embarrassed, and also stepped up his cultivation, although he made extraordinary moves, he lost in the contest with his younger brother.

At this time, his younger brother Shangguan Yunxiang looked at him with wide innocent eyes, "Brother, you will be enthroned as the city lord of Jinwu City, and my sword is your guardian." ”

Shangguan Yunfei hugged his younger brother, and then he realized that his younger brother was as tall as him.

As time flies, Shui Luo gradually grows up, and has long slept in a separate room with them, and later, he often hides in the boudoir when he eats.

The girl has fallen out of the city and the fairy who strolls in the Lingxian Pavilion.

And the two brothers are also the talents of the young man.

Just like Shangguan Yunfei's talent in learning art is not as good as his younger brother, but between Shuiluo and his brothers, he is slightly better.

Shuiluo prefers him, prefers to be alone with him, and has endless words to talk to him.

Talent and affection are hard to come by.

The only thing that accompanied his brother was the long sword in his hand.

On the sword test platform of Ling Immortal Pavilion, his younger brother's sword could already dance ten sword flowers, and the white light of the sword covered his whole body, dancing until he was about to come out, and he couldn't see where the sword was.

It seems that he wants to use all his emotions to sway through the sword qi and the endless sky.

He could almost conclude that his younger brother also liked to fall into the water, but when he saw them together, he began to deliberately avoid them.

"Brother. Shangguan Yunfei shouted softly beside him.

"Brother, how is my swordsmanship," the younger brother took the long sword and walked towards him with a smile, "My sword still has to protect you." ”

He looked at his brother and smiled softly, putting his arm around his shoulder.

The sunset will pull the backs of the brothers silently.

The entire Lingxian Pavilion danced ten sword flowers with one sword, except for the master ink, there was only a younger brother.

Shangguan Yunfei felt that he was the happiest person, standing with his younger brother on the one hand, and the water falling on the other.

He hoped that the three of them could stand for a thousand years like the immortal pines on the cliff of Lingxian Pavilion.

His relationship with Shuiluo grows by leaps and bounds, and on a breezy night, they date in the lush woods. Shuiluo told him what his father told her, "My father asked me, asked me what I thought of Yunxiang?"

"What do you say?" Shangguan Yunfei was nervous.

"I said it's very good, the martial arts are good, the people are smart, and the swordsmanship is the first, what else can I say. Shui Luo looked at him with a smile as he spoke, and liked the way he was anxious.

"That's true, it seems that your father still likes my brother. Shangguan Yunfei couldn't help but hang his head.

"You, you're not as good as your brother, but ......"

"But what?" Shangguan Yunfei hurriedly asked.

"But I like you, you know, and we can talk about it better. Shui Luo blushed.

"Really?" Shangguan Yunfei couldn't help but cheer, "But what about your father?"

"I've explained to him, don't be so unconfident, you're not bad. ”

Shangguan Yunfei smiled, and pulled Shui Luo's hand with his right hand, "I will send a letter to Jin Wucheng and ask them to come and propose." ”

"Count you incorrigibly not stupid. After saying that, Shui Luo broke free of his hand and ran away easily, like a in the forest.

They stopped by a secluded stream in the woods, sat side by side on the fluffy foliage, and then, after a few brief glances and embracing, they caressed each other, spoke confidantly, and then untied their shirts one by one.

In the depths of the dense forest in this valley, the two have each other and enjoy the pleasures of men and women in this world.

The team of marriage proposed by my father from Jinwu City came in a hurry, and left in a hurry after the marriage was accepted by Shui Mo.

The people of Ling Immortal Pavilion felt faintly uneasy in their doubts, a kind of ominous omen.

After years of entanglement of interests, the contradiction between the Golden Crow City and the Dark City has completely intensified, and the black war hammer of Mo Yiyan, the crown prince of the Moyi Imperial Family, pointed at the Golden Crow City in the east.

This is a contest of great disparity, like the royal family's anger punishing the vassals of the east, even if there are mountains and mountains, it still can't stop the war of the Moyi family.

There is almost no suspense in this war, and the bat king Mo Yitong and the crown prince Mo Yiyan both think so that the victory will end with the victory of the Mo Yi family, and there is no Shangguan family in the east.

Everyone in the world also thinks so, and no country can fight against the royal family alone.

Anyone only guessed the beginning, and was amazed at the outcome of this world-changing war.

When the city gate of Jinwu City was smashed by Mo Yiyan's black war hammer, Shangguan Yunfei and Shui Luo had been close for only ten days.

The people of the city fled in all directions, and all that was left behind was slaughtered.

The Shangguan family fled in the night, and fled with a small number of soldiers and horses to the family's last barrier, Penglai Lingxian Pavilion.

Ling Immortal Pavilion's natural danger is unparalleled in the world, and it has a large number of weapons and crossbows all year round, and the Shangguan family makes the last resistance here.

This thrilling battle in Penglai Mountain has become an untouchable scar in everyone's memory.

The warriors and horses killed by the dark legion of the Moyi family filled the valley, and there were raging mountain fires everywhere, and Moyi Yan couldn't attack it for a long time, so he didn't hesitate to set fire to the entire mountain area.

The sky was an empty and cold white, and the earth was a firelight.

The warriors of both sides roared in the flames and fired crossbows, and engaged in white-knuckle encounters on the narrow and steep cliffs, and the entire Penglai Mountain was either black and yellow scorched earth or blood-stained rocks.

In the hall of Ling Immortal Pavilion, the Shangguan family waited in silence for the final ending.

Shangguan Yunfei, Shangguan Yunxiang and Shui Luo were all engaged in the battle, and the long sword was first stained with human blood and gas, and layers of killing intent were encountered. The three swords led the few soldiers to a condescending position at a narrow intersection.

The younger brother Shangguan Yunxiang killed two generals of the Moyi family in a row, and finally blocked Moyiyan's way forward.

When Shangguan Yunfei returned to the hall of Lingxian Pavilion, he saw his father's grim face and his mother's frowning brow.

Whenever the news of the death came from outside, the father's burly body trembled slightly, and the mother's tears fell. The red flame outside the window has become the most vivid picture in the memory of all those who visited.

The background sound of the picture is the desperate cry of the entire Shangguan family, which still appears in Shangguan Yunfei's dream many years later, and it will not be extinguished.

The endless attacks over and over again were destined to push the Shangguan family into the abyss of despair.

The night before the Moyi family's general attack, everything was quiet, heralding the coldness of tomorrow's war.

Lingyun Pavilion Master Shui Mo quietly changed into his night clothes, and went to assassinate Mo Yiyan, the commander of the Mo Yi family, with a sharp blade in hand, no one knew what happened, but Shui Mo was already dying when he returned.

The next day, the Moyi family's general attack was not launched.

It is rumored that Mo Yiyan was injured.

But the army surrounding the mountain did not withdraw, and in the shadow of the mountain rocks, there were still fierce battles from time to time.

The Shangguan family was able to take a short breather, and the price was that Shuiluo's life hung by a thread.

Subsequently, the Shangguan family received a superstition from the Dugu family, the guardian of the western border, saying that they could send troops to attack the dark city to solve the danger in the eastern border.

This is a great news, my father and mother seem to be on the verge of a desperate situation, and the power of heaven and death between life and death.

The conditions for the protection of the Dugu family in the western realm are even more icing on the cake, proposing that the two families should marry, and their daughter will marry Shangguan Yunfei, the heir to the title of the Shangguan family, to achieve the combination of East and West and ensure the continuation of the blessings of the two families.

It's a condition that can't be refused, both to solve the immediate crisis and to pave the way for the future.

"East and West are combined, and this is the case as soon as possible, so why is today's disaster. My father's gloomy face for many days finally relaxed, and although the drums and horns were still playing outside the pavilion, he finally saw a glimmer of light.

But for Shuiluo and Shangguan Yunfei, it is no different from flying frost in June and thunder on a sunny day.

At this time, Shui Luo had begun to vomit nonstop, as if she was pregnant, and the two sat opposite each other in the warm summer sun, silent, shivering all over.

"But we're already engaged. Shangguan Yunfei took Shui Luo's hand and said to his parents.

Father and mother were speechless for a while.

They can't live in Penglai Mountain Lingxian Pavilion.

Ling Immortal Pavilion came to the aid of the Shangguan family at the most critical moment, and now the disciples died in battle, the old pavilion master Shui Mo was unconscious, and the entire Penglai Immortal Mountain was almost destroyed.

What's more, Shui Luo is already pregnant with the blood and blood of the Shangguan family.

And at this time, they want to withdraw from Ling Immortal Pavilion's marriage.

The father silently walked to the ink sickbed and fell to his knees.

The mother knelt in front of the water and wept quietly. "Child, my Shangguan family can't stand you, but we have no choice, child. The mother wept silently.

"No, ......" The cry of the water fell was terrible.

Shangguan Yunfei saw his parents kneeling on the ground, his eyes were wide open, his body was soft, and he slid down the wall and fell to the ground.

And on the narrow road of the cliff of Ling Immortal Pavilion, Shangguan Yunxiang had been fighting for five days and nights, his white clothes were stained red with blood, and his sword was sharp, until the corpses in front of him were piled up in the valley, and he still couldn't stand proudly.

After this battle, Shangguan Yunxiang became famous in the rivers and lakes, and the people in the rivers and lakes called Shangguan Yunxiang, who was dressed in white, "the god of blood clothes".

Shangguan Yunxiang used his sword to buy the last time for the Shangguan family and win the last chance.

When the letterhead of the Shangguan family agreeing to the marriage was sent to the Dugu family, the red fire-spitting blood phoenix banner began to attack the Moyi family from the west, and the army of the Dugu family's Flame City was killed under the city of Dark City, and Mo Yiyan finally began to withdraw troops from the east to defend himself.

After the Dugu family solved the crisis in the east, they did not fight to the death with Mo Yiyan and retreated to the Flame City.

The war is not over, on the contrary, it has only just begun.

Mo Yiyan also did not expect that this war he started would eventually push the Mo Yi family to the abyss of death.

The war subsided for a while, and the Dugu family and the Shangguan family held a grand marriage, and Shangguan Yunfei was dressed in red to marry the county lord of Yanhuo City.

On the night of the wedding, Shangguan Yunfei sat on the bench all night, and the beautiful bride cried and made trouble, kicked and bitten, cried and sighed.

He sat there motionless.

And the Pavilion Master of Ling Immortal Pavilion, Ink Painting, finally stopped breathing that night.

Jianghu people said that Shuiluo's "madness" came from that dark night, saying that she couldn't bear the wedding of her sweetheart and others on that night, and also bear the funeral of her closest relatives.

That night, Shangguan Yunxiang, who was recuperating from his injuries in Ling Xian Pavilion, stood silently beside Shui Luo, he did not go to his brother's wedding, he swore to use his sword to protect Ling Immortal Pavilion and protect her.

After a brief silence, the Great War finally broke out, and perhaps the failure of Mo Yiyan's attack on the Eastern Frontier made the Seven Kingdoms realize that the Mo Yi family, who had ruled the continent for thousands of years, was not invincible or invincible.

The lords of all the families raised their swords and spears, raised banners of various colors, and launched an overwhelming attack on the Dark City led by the Tuxin Golden Python Banner of the Huangfu Family of the Golden City.

Mo Yiyan, the dark god of war, led the family's dark army to fight back, and the war was at a stalemate.

Subsequently, the patriarch of the Buyang family in the Northern Underworld City died in the dark city, and the Buyang family wailed the snow wolf banner under the leadership of Buyangchen, and the wolf war group joined the battle of the Seven Kingdoms.

Bu Yangchen and Huangfu Xiong combined to finally kill Mo Yiyan, the crown prince of the Moyi family, and capture the dark city under the dark city, so that the battle of the Seven Kingdoms was completely over.

And it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the reason why Mo Yiyan lost to Bu Yangchen and Huang Fuxiong was because he was injured in the battle with Shui Mo.

Otherwise, the Dark God of War will never fall.

But there is no point in saying this.

Shangguan Yunfei's father was wounded by an arrow during the siege of the Dark City, and died after returning to Jinwu City, and at his father's funeral, Shangguan Yunfei met his younger brother Shangguan Yunxiang.

But Shangguan Yunxiang didn't talk to him, just silently kowtowed three times in front of his father's coffin, turned around and left, he returned to Lingxian Pavilion and never went down to Penglai Mountain again.

Shangguan Yunfei inherited his father's title, became the lord of Jinwu City, and became the patriarch of the Shangguan family, but he was not happy.

He never touched the beautiful woman from the Dugu family, nor did he have a son and a half daughter.

The beautiful woman withered silently in the shadow of the remnants of the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, the oil dried up and the lamp withered, and she died in the tenth year of Huang Fuxiong's entry into the City of Light.

The woman he still loved was suddenly delirious and crazy in Ling Immortal Pavilion, and from time to time she ran to the forest by the stream, looking at the place where she had been lingering with him and smirking stupidly.

He and his daughter were born in the Dark City, and for fifteen years, they never called his father or his surname.

His younger brother is no longer close to him, and his younger brother often dances the sword under the moon in the Lingxian Pavilion.

Shangguan Yunfei once doubted, they really won this war?

And where did you win?

In addition to the separation of flesh and blood, the separation of wives and wives, and the broken bricks and tiles, countless displaced people ......

Nothing else.

Lingxian Pavilion.

A bright moon seemed to be within reach, the breeze struck slightly, and Shangguan Yunxiang's sword danced with the wind.

"Brother Fei, come here," Shui Luo beckoned at him, holding the hand-sewn brocade dress in his hand, "Try to fit it or not." ”

Shangguan Yunxiang put away his long sword, walked quickly, and let Shui Luo help him put on his clothes, and help him flatten out the wrinkles.

Then, Shuiluo happily jumped to the side, looking left and right.

Suddenly, as if she saw something, she stared at Shangguan Yunxiang's face carefully, "You, you, you are not Brother Fei, who are you." ”

Shui Luo pounced fiercely and tore the clothes on his body, "Take it off quickly, this is the clothes for Feige, you, you can't wear it." ”

Shangguan Yunxiang let her go. The gorgeous brocade clothes he had just put on were already scarred and torn out many cuts.

The waterway suddenly stopped tearing, "Where's the daughter?" she asked.

An eight-year-old girl appeared cowering, looking at her mother with a frightened face.

"Come here, Ling'er, come to my uncle. Shangguan Yunxiang beckoned to the little girl.

The little girl came trembling and was pulled by the water, "Say, where are you running around again?" After saying that, she slapped the little girl on the ass.

"I, I didn't run around, I played in the east pavilion. The little girl said aggrievedly.

"Nonsense, you dare to lie to me, say, did you go to play in the woods?" said Shuiluo, who continued to lecture the girl.

"Mother, I didn't go to the woods. ”

"Let you lie, let you lie. Shui Luo slapped him twice.

The little girl cried aggrievedly.

Shangguan Yunxiang squatted down and protected the little girl with his body, letting the slap fall on him.

"Brother Fei, you can't protect your daughter like this," Shui Luo stood up and left Shangguan Yunxiang, "You can't let her go to the woods, something big will happen." ”

"Don't worry, junior sister, I'll watch her. Shangguan Yunxiang assured again and again, and Shui Luo calmed down his anger.

She stepped forward and grabbed Shangguan Yunxiang's arm with one hand and the little girl with the other, "Brother Fei, it's cold outside, let's all go home." ”

The three of them turned around and walked towards the hall of Ling Immortal Pavilion.

The little girl quietly asked, "Uncle Xiang, are you my father?"

Shangguan Yunxiang smiled and nodded: "Yes, I am your father." ”

"Dad, can you protect me and my mother?"

"As long as there is this sword," Shangguan Yunxiang raised his sword to the little girl, "no one in this world can hurt you two." ”

Time flies, and many years later, this little girl in Lingxian Pavilion is as beautiful as the water fell back then.

Her name is: Water Bell.