It was a wide, deserted courtyard with a thick layer of leaves piled up on the ground, and the surrounding walls had peeled off, revealing the old bricks inside. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A young man in a Taoist robe held a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, his eyes were sharp, and with a flick of his wrist, he saw a flash of white light, and the falling leaves were cut down by him, and then he jumped up on his toes, and the sword slashed, and the surrounding trees did not move, but the leaves on the trees fell, and if anyone picked them up, they would find that the leaves were cut off. His sword grew faster and faster, and his figure gradually turned into a ghost. But the wide robe did not affect his sword at all, and it seemed that he was used to wearing this wide robe to practice swords.

At this moment, Lou Luan's mind was complicated, and he couldn't think of any other way except to practice the sword to calm his mind.

It was the first time he had such an irritable thought, because Yao Lin asked Xie Zhao if he had a marriage match, and because of Xie Zhao's answer. Although he was vaguely aware of why, he still didn't want to admit it. Not wanting to admit that Xie Zhao was special to him.

As the chaotic thoughts became more and more powerful, the sword burst through the air with a sharp voice. The leaves on the ground had even turned into fine powder due to the overly sharp sword qi.

Suddenly, there was a clapping sound. Then came the voice of old and resolute in my ears. "Sure enough, the hero is a boy."

Lou Luan pulled a sword flower and put the sword into the sheath, and turned to the old man.

"Senior Li."

"Your sword is sharp, but something is missing, and you're confused...... This will dull your sword. Li Sanye smiled with a kind voice on his face, he nodded two sentences, the sword of this young man in front of him is very strong, although it is not as good as him now, but it will be unknown in a few years.

"Senior, please fight with me."

Li Sanye walked slowly with his hands in his hands, and there was a sharp light in his eyes. "Yesterday I did think so, to fight you, but after seeing your sword today, I changed my mind. There is confusion in your heart, and there is no point in fighting with you like this. Walking to the tree, he stretched out his hand to take the leaves that were slowly falling from top to bottom, and when he looked at the leaves in his hand, he spoke again, and his voice was loud. The sword points to the heart. ”

With that, he let go of the leaf in his hand, and saw it fall in mid-air and shatter in half.

"Young man, you are a person with a strong heart, what is it that makes your heart flutter?" Leaving these words, Li Sanye continued to walk down the path of the courtyard. There were faint signs of breaking through the void all around him, and he was just one step away from breaking the shackles and stepping into the ranks of immortal cultivators.

What was it that messed with his heart? Obviously, there was no confusion in his heart yesterday. Closing his eyes, Lou Luan swung his sword with his sense this time. Turn, stab, poke, sweep...... Every move and style is slow and stumbling, as if drunk but not drunk.

Why is my heart shaken? Although I don't want to admit it, it was her words. The words of the red-clothed demon touched his heart. Even though he didn't want to admit it, he had feelings for that demon in his heart. Perhaps the cause and effect have been planted from the first sight.

I don't know where to start, and I go deep.

That's why she easily provoked anger, so after the reunion, even if she was ridiculous, he chose to believe her, so he could see that Xie Zhao was looking at another person through him, so he would be shaken by the sword heart in his heart because she was already married.

Obviously, he only has revenge in his heart, why should he disturb his heart. Thinking of the sword in his hand suddenly became sharp, stirring up the leaves to fly.

Demons, it really hurts people.

The moment he opened his eyes, the sword in his hand swung out, and the sword qi pierced the air, splashing a piece of flying sand and stones. Because he admitted that he had love in his heart, there was a little less chill in the sword, but there was a little more sword intent called guardian. His sword was as sharp as ever. He actually wanted that demon clan, feeling the sword intent, cold ice condensed on Lou Luan's face, and he clenched the sword in his hand. He took out the white paper from his bosom and silently recited the formula, and the white paper turned into a white crane, and flew in the air twice before flying in a certain direction in the village.

When Xie Zhao saw Lou Luan's white crane flying over, she was holding her chin and watching with interest the star soul and the moon spirit in front of her fighting with each other.

"You violent woman."

"Long-winded, not tall shorty."

Hearing the three words that he is not tall, the star soul instantly exploded. "I'll grow taller someday."

"yes, I remember someone saying that 50 years ago." As she spoke, she compared the height of the two of them with her hands.

"You ......," Star Soul clenched his fists, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a dangling paper crane. For a moment, the Star Soul forgot about the quarrel with the Moon Spirit.

I saw the white paper crane swaying into the house, and finally stopped tremblingly in Xie Zhao's hand after hitting a teacup and knocking over two plates of pastries. Completely different from the personality of his owner.

Dismantling the paper crane, Lou Luan's voice came out.

"Xie Zhao, fight with me."

"Hush." Xie Zhao listened to Lou Luan's low and flat voice, rubbed the white paper in anger and threw it out of the window, and after a while, the ravaged white paper slowly unfolded and returned to a paper crane, and began to fly in the direction of the owner.

Star Soul looked at the paper crane flying towards the distance, and a surprised look appeared on his face. He couldn't help but sigh.

"It's all kneaded like that, and you can still fly."

"That's not the point." The moon spirit went down with a fist to the head of the star soul.

"It hurts, bastard Moon."

"Long-winded."

A new round of brawl unfolds again.

When the white crane swayed and flew back into Lou Luan's hand again, it was already dusk, Lou Luan unfolded the paper crane, and only heard Xie Zhao's sigh.

Is this disagreement or agreement? Lou Luan pursed his lips and stood up and decided to go over in person.

Half an hour later.

"Xie Zhao, fight with me."

Xie Zhao raised his eyes and glanced at Lou Luan, silent. But I was wondering in my heart, what's wrong with Lou Luan?

"Fight me." Lou Luan spoke again.

Looking at Lou Luan, who was holding the sword in front of her, Xie Zhao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, to be patient.

"Get out of the way."

"I'll get out of the way when you fight me."

"You ......" Xie Zhao silently thought in her heart to be calm, to be calm, to be calm, to be calm, to be calm, she turned and walked in the other direction.

Lou Luan made a move that he didn't expect, and he grabbed Xie Zhao's wrist. For a moment, both of them were stunned. But then Xie Zhao shook off Lou Luan's hand. There was a mocking look in her eyes, but there was a different emotion mixed in there.

But before she could speak, Lou Luan spoke first. "Are you angry?"

"Huh." Xie Zhao frowned, and then a mocking look appeared on his face. "Why should I be angry?"

Lou Luan looked at Xie Zhao, his eyes were pitch black. Just when Xie Zhao thought he would say what kind of answer, Lou Luan spoke. "I don't know, but I know you're angry."

Xie Zhao closed his eyes again and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes, all his emotions were hidden. She had the same smile as before.

"Little Taoist, why do you want to fight me?"

Lou Luan was silent. After a long time, just as Xie Zhao was about to leave forcibly, Lou Luan spoke, his voice was as flat as before, but what he said made Xie Zhao stunned at that moment.

"Your words in the morning have made my heart flutter."

For a moment both men were silent.

A gust of wind blew, the leaves rustled, and the wide robes and red gauze skirts fluttered in the air. Xie Zhao's hand was half-hidden in her sleeve, her fists clenched and clenched, and she spoke, her voice very soft.

"So what?" After saying this, she looked up at Lou Luan, and all the complicated emotions in her eyes were hidden.

"I don't know. Just wanted to tell you. ”

"Done?"

Lou Luan nodded lightly.

"Can I leave?"

"Xie Zhao, you ......"

"Little Taoist, do you know what you're talking about?"

Passing by by mistake, Xie Zhao's voice was a little low, and she paused, as if she had suppressed a lot of things.

"I ......" Lou Luan hesitated for a moment.

"I'll talk about it when you've figured it out." Xie Zhao left this sentence and left. Lou Luan looked at the direction Xie Zhao left, the red clothes were flying in the wind, enchanting and dazzling, but also with a certain sense of determination.

Xie Zhao, what are you carrying? As night fell, Xie Zhao's figure also disappeared in front of him. With a rustling sound, Lou Luan turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw that it was a blue-eyed black cat that walked out of the grass elegantly, and saw Lou Luan barking at him.

"Meow~"

Is it a cat? Lou Luan put away the look of vigilance on his face, squatted down, as if he wanted to touch the black cat that appeared, but was dodged by the black cat, and its figure disappeared after jumping twice in the night.

That night, Lou Luan had a dream about the girl again, this time the dream was still a battlefield, and the girl in the dream was dressed in red inside the silver armor.

Then he heard the girl's voice. "Murong, it seems that we are destined to not be able to get married today." Although he couldn't see the girl's face clearly, he still felt the girl next to him crying.

Then he uncontrollably heard the body he was in speak, and there was a deep despair in his heart.

"Anyway, you're my wife."

Immediately after that, the scene in front of me changed to a group of soldiers with spears and knives in their hands, and in my ears, behind me, there was the voice of a girl who was a little tired. "Murong, don't forget our agreement."

"Of course." He heard his own body say that. And then a sentence came to mind.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, life and death together.

Then he died in battle, and the sky turned gray in an instant, and his body fell rapidly, faster and faster, and he couldn't make a sound.

He snapped his eyes open and sat up. But I found that it was not yet dawn outside.

He still couldn't see the face of the person in the dream, but there was a voice in his heart that said that it was Xie Zhao.