It was night, and Zhu Qingyun dreamed of Dugu Sheng for a long time.

In his dream, he was back to the hut by the pond.

Dugu Sheng danced his sword in the open space in front of the wooden house, and he sat on the threshold and held his head to watch.

It was snowing, Dugu Sheng built a snowman in front of the door, he jumped and screamed around the snowman, very happy.

Dugu Sheng wanted to leave, he chased after him and cried: "Dad, don't go, don't leave Yun'er, Yun'er is afraid, Yun'er doesn't want to ...... alone"

Dugu Sheng turned around and said: "Yun'er, life is as lonely as snow, no one can accompany you to protect you for a lifetime, the road ahead is long, you have to go alone after all." ”

Dugu Sheng's figure disappeared in a blink of an eye, but he followed behind and kept chasing, chasing all the time, the road ahead was foggy and there was no end in sight, but he had no idea of giving up, and kept running forward.

A figure finally appeared in the mist, and he threw himself into the man's arms and said happily, "Dad, I have finally caught up with you." Take Yun'er with you, I don't want to live alone in the world, I'm afraid. ”

The man said: "Don't be afraid, Yun'er, I will be with you, I will be with you for the rest of my life." ”

This is not Dugu Sheng's voice.

He raised his head and looked at the face in front of him, like Dugu Sheng, but not Dugu Sheng.

Because there is a smile on this face, and Dugu Sheng never smiles.

He asked, "Who are you?" ”

The man smiled and said, "Yun'er, I'm a passer, yours." ”

Zhu Qingyun woke up suddenly.

There are still tears on his face.

It turned out that after so many years, he hadn't forgotten it, he was still afraid.

Fear of abandonment, fear of being alone.

No matter how much he pretended to be indifferent, how calm and self-controlled, deep down in his heart, he was always the cowardly, timid, and terrified five-year-old child. From the moment Dugu Sheng abandoned him, he stopped growing, and the years stayed forever in that dark and windy night.

Yang Guo once asked him if he complained about Dugu Sheng, and he replied that he didn't.

It was he who couldn't help it.

He resented, even hated, hated Dugusheng for abandoning his mother and himself for the word "sword".

Therefore, he flipped through the book "Dugu Nine Swords" thousands of times, and could almost memorize it backwards, but he did not practice the swordsmanship on it.

However, love is born from the heart, and hate is born from love.

If there is no love, where does hate come from?

The human heart is the most complex and difficult to understand.

Now, Yang Guo said that he wanted to be with him for the rest of his life, and said that he would protect him thoroughly even if he did his best.

At that moment, his silent heart skipped a beat.

For what? For the sake of the sentence itself, or for the face that is six or seven points similar to Dugu Sheng? Isn't the beginning of a qiē all because of that Xiao-like Dugu Sheng's face? When Yang Guo said this, it was like Dugu Sheng when he was young came to him through a lot of time and said, "Yun'er, Dad will not leave you again, Dad will always be with you." ”

It was a dream he had had a thousand times.

Now, Yang Guo has fulfilled his dream.

Zhu Qingyun was completely messed up, and it was a mess.

He lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep any longer, until the sky was dark, and he barely closed his eyes for a while.

Today is the martial arts conference, and Zhuangzi is noisy early.

Zhu Qingyun got up with his aching head, briefly freshened up, and went to find Yin Zhiping, originally wanted to annoy him to tell Qiu Chuji, he wouldn't go to the martial arts conference, he really didn't like that kind of noisy occasion, but Yin Zhiping disagreed, saying that there were few people from the Quanzhen Sect to participate in the martial arts conference, and if he didn't go, it would be really unseemly.

No, Zhu Qingyun could only endure the discomfort and go with him.

The so-called martial arts conference is generally boring as Zhu Qingyun expected.

He only heard a middle-aged man mention the promotion of the leader of the martial arts alliance, and a group of people recommended him.

Someone recommended Guo Jing, but Guo Jing insisted that he would not accept it, so he recommended Hong Qigong.

After that, there was another discussion, and it was decided that Hong Qigong would be the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he began to argue about the choice of the deputy leader of the alliance.

Zhu Qingyun listened loudly, only felt a pain in his temples, and his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear what they were saying.

Yang Guo came to him at some point and said with concern: "Yun'er, your face is so pale, is there something uncomfortable?" ”

Zhu Qingyun said in a low voice: "Don't call me like this in front of people." ”

Yang Guo said, "Then how should I call you?" ”

Zhu Qingyun said: "Then call me master." ”

"Oh." Yang Guo said from the kindness: "Do you want to go to the back hall to rest for a while?" I see you uncomfortably tight. ”

Zhu Qingyun said: "No need, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night." ”

Yang Guo smiled: "Is it because I can't sleep because I think about it?" ”

Zhu Qingyun glared at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense." ”

Yang Guo laughed and said, "Master, you look so good at people." ”

Zhu Qingyun only felt that his temples hurt more, and turned his head away from him.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

Guo Jing, who was not far away, immediately asked, "How can there be Mongolians?" ”

I heard Huang Rong say again: "The person who comes is not good, we have to deal with it carefully." ”

Guo Jing said again: "I know the man in Chinese clothes, his name is Huo Du, and I have fought with him in Chongyang Palace. ”

Hodu?

Zhu Qingyun only felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

As soon as Yang Guo heard this name, he immediately became excited.

Isn't this Huo the Mongolian prince who once threatened to marry Zhu Qingyun as a male concubine? If it weren't for him, Zhu Qingyun wouldn't have caused so many gossip in vain. It's really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, and today he will definitely beat his father and mother who don't know.

Yang Guo stretched out his head to look over, and saw a group of many people, one fat and one thin who went first, it was the fat monk and Huo Du who had attacked Chongyang Palace.

Immediately behind was a chariot carried by four strong men, on which sat a strangely dressed middle-aged man, dressed in a yellow robe, with a dark complexion, and his eyes shining with majesty.

If no one walked to the courtyard next to the group, lifted the chariot to the main seat and put it down, he saw Na Huo Du shaking the steel fan in his hand, and laughed loudly: "I heard that your Central Plains martial arts are going to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance today, and my master and apprentice also want to join in the fun and compete for the leader of the martial arts alliance." ”

Then someone shouted, "Who are you?" ”

Huo Du smiled: "My name is Huo Du, I am the prince of Mongolia, and my master, King Jinlun, is the first master of Mongolia and the national teacher of Mongolia. ”

Huang Rong took a step forward and said with a smile: "If you want to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, you naturally have to speak with kung fu." We have already elected the beggar gang Hong Qigong as the leader of the alliance, but unfortunately his old man is not here today, otherwise he can compete with this Golden Wheel Dharma King. Fortunately, Hong Qigong and this Golden Wheel Dharma King both have disciples, so their disciples compete with each other, which is also fair. ”

Huo Du turned his head to look at the Golden Wheel Dharma King who was in a high position, and when he saw him nodding, he said, "Okay! Then I will fight on behalf of my master, who will you fight? ”

At this moment, Yang Guo suddenly burst out of the crowd and said, "Since it is a disciple who fights, then I will also fight for my master to play with the martial arts alliance today." ”

Seeing this, Guo Jing hurriedly said: "Come on, don't mess around!" ”

Zhu Qingyun stepped forward to grab him and scolded in a low voice: "What are you crazy about?" Come back with me! ”

Huo Duzheng looked over here, and when he saw Zhu Qingyun, his eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Beauty, you are also here!" ”

This sentence of "beauty" immediately awakened Zhu Qingyun's memory, and it also aroused everyone's sideways, and they all focused their attention on Zhu Qingyun.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, although this person is a man, but he really deserves the word "beauty", he is very bright and bright, because he is wearing a Taoist robe, and it gives people a feeling of pure heart and few desires, but it does not violate the harmony at all, and there is a strange temptation, which leads people to reverie what he looks like when he takes off this Taoist robe.

Yang Guo dodged in front of Zhu Qingyun, protecting him like a hen protecting her cubs, blocking the sight from all directions, and said angrily at Huo Du: "Huo Zhu, you clean your mouth a little!" ”

Huo Du was not as knowledgeable as him, and said with a smile: "Little naughty boy, obediently ask your mother to ask for candy to eat, don't make trouble here." ”

Yang Guo pulled out Zhu Qingyun's saber with his hand, and went straight to Huo Du to kill, "Don't talk nonsense, look at the sword!" ”

It was too late for Zhu Qingyun to hold him, so he had to watch Yang Guo and Huo Du jump into the ring together, and you went back and forth.

Huo Du was shocked as he received the move, but he didn't expect this nameless boy's swordsmanship to be so exquisite, forcing him to have no power to fight back.

Guo Jing clapped his hands and applauded: "Rong'er, have you seen it, Guo'er's martial arts are so powerful, it's really good!" ”

Huang Rong said: "Guo'er's set of swordsmanship is indeed very exquisite, but the moves are fierce, which is completely different from the lightness and elegance of the Quanzhen swordsmanship, which is really unprecedented." ”

Zhu Qingyun knew that Yang Guo used the swordsmanship in "Dugu Nine Swords".

But Yang Guo's progress is far beyond Zhu Qingyun's imagination.

Nahuodu practiced the martial arts of the Mongolian Esoteric Vajra Sect, which was very unfamiliar to the Central Plains martial arts, and there was almost no trace to follow, so it was very difficult to deal with. And Yang Guo has integrated the swordsmanship in "Dugu Nine Swords" in just a few months, and can not be limited by inherent tricks, see the moves, and be very flexible and agile, and within ten moves, Huo Du, who thinks highly of himself, will be forced to retreat, which has attracted heroes from all walks of life.

Among them, the most excited is Guo Jing, who has been praising non-stop.

Huang Rong listened to it in her ears, and the worry in her heart gradually rose, but her face was silent, and she echoed Guo Jing with her voice.

Seeing that his second apprentice was becoming more and more stretched, the Golden Wheel Dharma King, who was watching from the wall, finally couldn't hold it back, and used internal force to transmit the sound and point out Huo Du on the spot.

Huo Du got the advice, and the moves changed suddenly, but Yang Guo was still calm and calm, and the soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth, which made Huo Du almost crazy.

Huo Du knew in his heart that the more it dragged on, the smaller the chances of victory, and he had to fight quickly. As soon as he flipped his wrist and raised the steel fan in his hand, two steel needles flew out from under the fan.

Zhu Qingyun hurriedly said: "Come on! Watch out for hidden weapons! ”

Yang Guo was not sloppy, as soon as the horizontal sword was blocked, he intercepted the way of the steel needle, and threw the sword fan away, and the steel needle was changed by the sword momentum, and shot straight at the Golden Wheel Dharma King who sat up.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King did not move, but directly used his hand to block it, and the steel needle was blocked by the internal force condensed in his palm, and fell to the ground.

Guo Jing said secretly: "What a powerful internal force! ”

Qiu Chuji nodded and said, "This person is deep in the top door, and the tantric mind method must have been practiced to an extremely high level, and the internal force is unfathomable. ”

Guo Jing turned around and said, "Uncle Qiu, I don't think what Guo'er has made is like a true swordsmanship. ”

Qiu Chuji pondered for a moment and said: "Qingyun's father once left a sword book for him, which is very mysterious, I think Qingyun passed this sword book to Yang Guo." ”

Zhao Zhijing, who was standing on the side, listened, his expression changed slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

As we were discussing, we heard a burst of cheers from the crowd.

Guo Jing looked at it, and it turned out that Yang Guo had put the tip of his sword against Huo Du's throat, making him unable to move.

Guo Jing Huoran stood up and said happily: "It's better!" ”