The weather was gloomy, full of snowflakes flying all over the sky, and the eyes were covered in silver, and a sense of solemnity came to the face. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Wushuang stood in the house, looking at the flying snow outside, the howling of the cold wind came from his ears, and his body couldn't help but tremble, and he didn't know if his body was cold or his heart was cold.

After half a year in the valley, he found out that his feelings for Xiaoqing were extremely dependent and he was afraid of losing.

Xiaoqing has taken care of him like his mother for more than ten years, and he has become accustomed to Xiaoqing's care.

If he Ri Xiaoqing wasn't by his side, he really didn't know what to do.

Just like yesterday, he was afraid that Xiaoqing and Senior Brother would marry Xuan, and he was afraid that Senior Sister Xiaoqing would be snatched away.

"Frost, do you have something on your mind?" Xiao Qing didn't know when she stood beside her and looked at Ning Wushuang gently.

Ning Wushuang's body was shocked, scratched the back of his head and smiled, "No, it's okay, I'm just thinking about when the third trial will start." ”

"It's okay, senior sister has seen that you have been back for the past two days, and you are a little in bad spirits and a little worried." Xiaoqing withdrew her gaze and looked at the fluttering snowflakes outside.

But she didn't know that the moment she withdrew her gaze, the look of loss in Ning Wushuang's eyes became even more obvious.

"Your senior brother hasn't been here for a long time." Xiaoqing didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and said in a low voice.

Although the voice was very small, Ning Wushuang could still hear it, but his body trembled, and he barely squeezed out a smile, "Senior brother should be in retreat, otherwise he wouldn't have come for a long time, he used to come once a day." ”

The more Ning Wushuang said the back, the quieter his voice became.

Xiaoqing didn't notice the change in Ning Wushuang's tone, pursed her lips and smiled, revealing a soft smile, "Yes, he is going to retreat......"

Before Xiaoqing finished speaking, her delicate body trembled, and she hurriedly looked up into the distance, with tenderness in her eyes.

"He's coming!"

Ning Wushuang also looked ahead, slowly put away her loss, and showed a reluctant smile.

I saw a purple robe, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a tall young man who was more than eight feet tall slowly fell from mid-air.

Around him, there was not a single snowflake, and layers of milky white almost invisible aura melted the surrounding snowflakes.

"Senior sister, junior brother, are you waiting for me here?" Jiang Xuan smiled and walked towards the two of them at the same time.

Ning Wushuang lowered his head slightly, in front of Jiang Xuan, he felt inferior for the first time.

Jiang Xuan is not only the eldest disciple of Bai Shuang, but also the first day of the Burial Sword Sect, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is extremely handsome, and he is the dream lover of the female disciples of the Burial Sword Sect and some nearby sects.

"I was just discussing why you haven't been here for a long time, but I didn't expect you to come." Xiaoqing looked at Jiang Xuan with a gentle smile, and at the same time, when Jiang Xuan approached, he gently patted the snowflakes on Jiang Xuan's body, even if there were no snowflakes on Jiang Xuan's body.

"When I went back before, I felt that my cultivation was a little loose, so I retreated, and now I have been promoted to a big stage." Jiang Xuan Wen explained with a smile.

"Congratulations, senior brother." Ning Wushuang said with a smile.

Jiang Xuan looked at Ning Wushuang on the side, touched Ning Wushuang's head, and said with a smile, "The little junior brother hasn't seen him for half a year, and his body seems to be a lot stronger, by the way, I came today to convey the master's instructions." ”

Hearing this, Ning Wushuang was stunned for a moment, and her look of loss was covered by expectation.

"This third trial is to let you, junior brother, go to Nanzhou to find the heart of the earth." Jiang Xuan said slowly.

After listening, not only Ning Wushuang, but even Xiaoqing was stunned.

"No, it's too dangerous." Xiaoqing looked worried.

"No, I'm going." As soon as the words fell, Ning Wushuang said categorically, with a firmness in his eyes that he had never seen before.

Xiao Qing and Jiang Xuan were stunned by Ning Wushuang for a moment.

"Senior sister, senior brother." Ning Wushuang muttered.

Xiaoqing and Jiang Xuan looked at Ning Wushuang at the same time, and at this moment, in Ning Wushuang, they saw a firmness that they had never seen before.

So there was a look of relief in the eyes of the two, and the two waited quietly for Ning Wushuang to finish speaking.

"Ten years ago, when I was forbidden to cultivate by Baishuang, I swore that no matter what, no matter how long, I must embark on the path of cultivating immortals, why can others cultivate, I can't."

"In order to be able to cultivate, I have never given up climbing to the peak of the Sword Tomb for ten years, and now that I am only one step away from cultivating, what reason do I have to give up."

"Frost." Xiaoqing's eyes flickered, some tears were turning, and she was extremely relieved in her heart.

"If I give up now, I will be like the mouth of the white frost, what qualifications do I have to cultivate." Ning Wushuang smiled reluctantly, but there was helplessness and unwillingness in his smile.

"Frost has grown up." Jiang Xuan smiled and patted Ning Wushuang's shoulder, "The danger of Nanzhou is not something you can imagine, so next, your senior sister and I will teach some life-saving moves." ”

"Thank you, Senior Sister Xiaoqing, thank you, Senior Brother, I'll go back to the room to prepare first."

Watching Ning Wushuang return to his room, Jiang Xuan walked out of the house with a solemn expression with his hands behind his back.

This time, the snowflakes did not melt, but fell on Jiang Xuan, and when he looked at it from behind, an inexplicable sense of sadness arose.

Xiao Qing's pupils shrank inexplicably, and a wave of uneasiness surged up in her heart, and she hurriedly walked to Jiang Xuan's side with light steps.

"Senior brother is worried about Shuang'er's safety?" Xiaoqing asked.

Jiang Xuan stopped, looked at Xiaoqing, wanted to speak and stopped, but finally didn't say anything, and walked forward with a more solemn expression.

"Senior brother, what's going on?" Xiaoqing's inner uneasiness became even stronger, and she followed with small steps.

But suddenly, Xiaoqing's pupils shrank, and he saw a black shadow in front of him, and he was hugged by Jiang Xuan.

Feeling the familiar aura on Jiang Xuan's body, Xiaoqing's inner uneasiness gradually decreased.

And the two hugged each other, being looked at by Ning Wushuang, who was hiding in the room, Ning Wushuang lowered her head in frustration, and gradually showed a bitter smile, "It's okay, it's okay......"

"Senior brother, is it related to the content of the trial?" Xiaoqing, who was hugged, spoke softly.

Xuan Xuan's body trembled, and Xiaoqing hugged him tighter.

"Fool, what's wrong." Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, smiling reluctantly, and the uneasiness in her heart was even more obvious than just now.

For a long time, for a long time, Jiang Xuancai opened his mouth slightly, but before he could speak, tears flowed.

Tears hit Xiaoqing's blue dress, and Xiaoqing felt a coldness, but more of a despair.

"In this trial, the master ordered someone to assassinate him on the way, and the executor."

"It's you!"

Xiaoqing's eyes widened, and tears fell quietly one after another.

Despair and helplessness welled up in her heart, and Xiaoqing shrank in Jiang Xuan's arms, sobbing quietly.

"Why, why......" Xiaoqing sobbed, not understanding why, "why is Master so cruel." ”

Jiang Xuan hugged Xiaoqing tightly, his eyes full of sadness.

……

A few days later, the snow was still heavy, and the courtyard in front of the house was covered with white snowflakes.

Xiaoqing stood in the courtyard, letting the snowflakes fall on her, she looked at the sky, she didn't know what she was thinking, and a trace of sadness gradually emerged on her extremely beautiful face.

Bang~

Xiaoqing was hit by a snowball, and almost couldn't stand, so she quickly put away her grief, turned to look at Ning Wushuang, who had a naughty face, and scolded with a reluctant smile, "You kid, how old are you, and you're still so naughty." ”

At the same time, he quickly rolled up a snowball and hit it towards Ning Wushuang.

Ning Wushuang was agile, easily dodged the snowball thrown by Xiaoqing, and grinned at Xiaoqing, "You can't beat me." ”

Xiaoqing looked at Ning Wushuang's appearance, and couldn't hold back her mouth and smiled.

Seeing Xiaoqing smiling, Ning Wushuang's originally slightly frowning brows relaxed, and he stood in place and grinned, "Senior Sister Xiaoqing, you finally laughed, you haven't laughed much these days." ”

Xiaoqing was stunned and lowered her head in frustration.

Ning Wushuang's heart tightened, and he immediately rushed to Xiaoqing, "Senior Sister Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you, did Shuang'er provoke you......"

Bang~

Before Ning Wushuang finished speaking, he saw a huge snowball in Xiaoqing's hand smashing firmly into his chest.

"Hee-hee, I hit you." Xiaoqing suddenly stuck out her tongue playfully, but suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly returned to her usual appearance.

Ning Wushuang was stunned for a moment, he had never seen Senior Sister Xiaoqing have a playful appearance.

Bang~

Another snowball smashed on Ning Wushuang's face, Xiaoqing smiled a little blushing and said, "Shuang'er, don't be in a daze." ”

Ning Wushuang smiled awkwardly, and his body quickly retreated, and at the same time, he quickly rolled up a snowball and smashed it towards Xiaoqing.

After all, Xiaoqing has a cultivated monk, and Ning Wushuang's snowball speed is extremely slow in her eyes.

Xiaoqing easily dodged the past.

The two played in the courtyard all morning, and finally Ning Wushuang lay in the snow weakly, looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "As long as Senior Sister is happy, everything else is not important." ”

And Xiaoqing suddenly appeared in Ning Wushuang's sight at this time, and smiled sweetly, "Shuang'er, how has your physical strength deteriorated." ”

Ning Wushuang smiled and was about to speak, only to see Xuan slowly fall in midair.

"Seeing you having fun, I'm not embarrassed to disturb." Jiang Xuanwen smiled.

"Senior brother." Ning Wushuang hurriedly got up and met Jiang Xuan with Xiaoqing.

"Frost, I'm going to teach you some moves today." Jiang Xuan nodded, and then with a hand, an iron sword was thrown to the ground.

Ning Wushuang's eyes lit up, and he nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

"Now that you haven't cultivated, you can't use spells yet, so I can only teach you some moves to use a sword." With a look at Xuan's hand, the iron sword was instantly sucked into Xuan's hand.

"The sword can be stabbed, slashed, split, and picked ......," Jiang Xuan said as he demonstrated the moves of using the sword.

Ning Wushuang looked at Jiang Xuan intently, Xiaoqing on the side smiled, and then went back to the house.

Syllable~

Ning Wushuang, who was concentrating, was suddenly taken aback, and the iron sword in Xuan's hand actually emitted a fierce and dazzling cold light, making Ning Wushuang hurriedly close his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, there were already some tears in the corners of my eyes.

Ning Wushuang was shocked in his heart and looked at Jiang Xuan in disbelief.

After a long time, Xuan Cai withdrew his iron sword and smiled gently at Ning Wushuang, "The move just now, called Hanguang, have you memorized all the moves?" ”

Ning Wushuang was silent for a while, and then nodded solemnly.

"Okay, I'll have something to do with your senior sister, Shuang'er, you can practice first." Throwing the iron sword to Ning Wushuang, he walked into the room with his hands behind his back.

Ning Wushuang took the iron sword, looked at Jiang Xuan's back in a daze, and then withdrew his gaze bitterly.

"I, I should practice my sword first." Ning Wushuang's gaze was firm.

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