Although the desert has little greenery, it also has its own unique flavor. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Chaosheng lay on the roof of the inn, quietly bathing in the moonlight, his eyes slightly closed.

A slight breeze blew through his hair.

This kind of wind is extremely rare in the desert, and it is only possible to encounter it at night, but Chu Chaosheng was lucky to encounter it today.

Chu Chaosheng stayed in this inn for one night and will leave tomorrow.

Xuanyuan Qingtong doesn't need his protection to return to Xuanyuan's house, there are enough Lin Xun and Huang Xiuying, and the master of the first product is not cabbage, it can be seen everywhere.

Huang Xiuying is the innkeeper lady. With Lin Xun's second-grade strength, coupled with Huang Xiuying's second-grade strength, Xuanyuan Qingtong also has the strength of third-grade, and there is no problem in returning to Xuanyuan's house.

Out of this desert, it is to the Qingzhou boundary of Xishu, and Xuanyuan's family is located in the state capital of Qingzhou, Taicang City.

Lin Xun and Huang Xiuying had to go incognito when they were chased and killed by the enemy, and opened an inn in this desert.

Now after listening to Xuanyuan Qingtong talk about her identity, and knowing that Xuanyuan Qingtong is the third lady of the Xuanyuan family, the two of them swore on the spot to follow Xuanyuan Qingtong.

Xuanyuan Qingtong naturally agreed, let them escort them to Xuanyuan's house, and they could also get the protection of Xuanyuan's family.

Chu Chaosheng smiled bitterly, it seemed that since Qing'an City, he was becoming more and more like a normal person.

His emotions are no longer hidden, only to himself to see, he is becoming more and more real. It's so real that he is a little resistant to his past unreal self.

Chu Chaosheng remembered that the master once told him something about the world, he didn't understand it before, but now he thinks he may understand something.

"Chaosheng, do you know what kind of person is the saddest and most pitiful person in the world?"

"I don't know, I still ask the master for advice."

"One of the saddest and most pitiful people is a person who doesn't know how to help others, and the other person who doesn't know how to care for and love others."

"Master, please make it clear what you mean."

Thinking of this, his expression was a little dazed, and he remembered that the master was silent for a long time, and he also stood there fixedly, until the master spoke:

"Chaosheng, Master has no children, from the time he picked you up, Master felt that it was fate. So in Master's heart, Master has always regarded you as my son. These two of the saddest and most pitiful people are all accounted for by you.

Master once calculated your life, and your numerology turned around, and Master couldn't see through your numerology. But the only thing that can be seen is that you are hit by no one.

Whether it's your parents, your partner, or your friends, none of them can be with you, including me.

Master wants you to change your life, so the first thing you have to do is to learn to help others and care for others. Have charity in your heart, and your path will be easier. ”

Chu Chaosheng quietly recalled these past events, and after a long time, he opened his eyes, and a huge bright moon hung high in the air.

He looked at the bright moon like this, and a faint circle of shadows reflected on the roof.

He suddenly spoke, "Master, I think I'm going to disappoint you, I may be destined to be lonely all my life." ”

His voice was soft, so light that only he could hear it, the breeze was still blowing, the moon was still shining in the world, and he didn't seem to hear what he was saying.

However, his voice was so heavy that it seemed as if the flow of time had been stopped, and even the breeze had stopped for a moment.

He exhaled slowly, his breath was as long as a pillar, and he pulled out his True Sword.

Ask the real sword, the clear sword body reflects his delicate face and a few strands of hair that hang down.

He flicked his fingers and asked the spine of the true sword.

Ask the real sword to shake slightly.

Bite!

Qing Yue's sword roared suddenly.

A strand of hair fell on the sword, breaking imperceptibly, and nothing remained on the sword.

Chu Chaosheng smiled, what about loneliness?

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Nan Zhao.

Inside Taiping City.

In front of the pool of a mansion, a pair of white and delicate feet are soaking in the pool.

The surface of the water is clearer and brighter in the moonlight.

The reflection of the water is a seductive and feminine face.

This person is Lu Hongyi.

He closed his eyes slightly, and every breath and breath was secretly in harmony with the charm of heaven and earth. It's as if it's a painting in itself, it's a landscape.

Suddenly, his expression moved, and he vaguely seemed to hear a sword sound.

Crisp, lonely.

Lu Hongyi smiled lightly, his expression soft.

"Chu Chaosheng? Is it another new powerhouse in the realm of generality? Just breaking through to have such a powerful sword intent, I'm really looking forward to it. ”

Tomorrow will be the day when Lu Hongyi will take the future generals of Nanzhao to Hanging Mountain.

Lu Hongyi believed that he would definitely meet Chu Chaosheng.

Lu Hongyi looked at the water, and it seemed that the image of a person was shallow and clear.

The face is delicate and the eyes are sharp.

The whole person is like a sword, pure and sharp.

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"Understanding, understanding the heart, understanding the will." In the empty valley, the gray-haired old man said to the young man who was practicing his sword skills in the moonlight.

Suddenly, a crisp sword roar sounded.

"Snort." The young man's slash made a sound in the air.

Hearing this sword roar, the young man who wanted to continue paused, and his face was a little stunned.

When he reacts, he puts the knife back into its sheath.

He walked straight up to the white-haired old man.

He arched his hand and said, "Master, is this what you mean?" ”

His voice was sharp, and he seemed to have the sharpness of a knife even when he spoke.

The white-haired old man didn't hear it.

Looking up at the sky, he didn't even look at his apprentice.

As if to say to himself:

"Did you break through? Sword intent. It's a poor child. ”

The young man stood there motionless.

In fact, his master had already answered that question for him.

He admits that this sword intent is very strong.

After a while, the white-haired old man spoke again: "Zhenshan, his talent is not weaker than yours. The teacher can have a premonition that there will be a battle between you and him. ”

The young man looked up sharply.

There was no hiding the vigorous battle intent in his eyes.

The white-haired old man looked at him with relief in his eyes.

But it's more about worry, and even the fear that lurks deep inside.

It's just that these things, the young man known as Zhenshan didn't notice.

Chu Chaosheng, I hope you are that person.

The white-haired old man looked up at the sky again, and he seemed to be able to see Chu Chaosheng.

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The sound of the sword was heard in a secret room.

There was only one middle-aged man in the secret room. Hearing this sword roar, his dull eyes had a hint of light.

"Chaosheng, there is not much time left for you." In the dimly lit secret room, the middle-aged man whispered.

Then he returned to his blank and empty eyes.

Outside the secret room, in an empty square.

The huge incense burner was surrounded by a crowd of warriors, all of whom were meditating and cultivating.

Their eyes were closed, and each of them exuded a majestic and surging aura.

It's just that there is a vague breath above everyone's head drifting towards the huge incense burner in the middle.

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