The swords were scattered, and Duan Yuran and the black-clothed man were each slashed and swords.

"Snort" A knife of blood bloomed out of the two of them, and the figures of the two flew out upside down.

Duan Yuran's eyes were sharp, his steps were a little bit, he approached, the shadow of the sword flickered, and a sword slashed like a shock, cutting the neck of the big man in black cloth and cutting off his vitality.

Seeing the opportunity, Mo Yangxing gritted his teeth and flew out again, ten thousand swords all around his body were transformed, and the shadow of the sword was in the air, and it was actually the sword of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, and ten thousand swords came out together, overwhelmingly crushing towards Duan Yuran.

Duan Yuran was shocked at the moment, and forcibly raised his true qi, forming an air hood, and the "Bang Bang Bang" knife shadow fell like a flying needle in the sky, smashing on the air cover, and there were ripples on it, and the air cover shattered.

"Snort, snort" Suddenly blood splattered, and a blood mist burst out on Duan Yuran's body, like a burst of fireworks, Duan Yuran's eyes were Lingran, and a little void on his toes was actually forced by this move to step into the air and fly out, not advancing but retreating, only to see Duan Yuran's body suddenly burn with a faint green flame.

"Huh" A clear phoenix roared through the sky, and the faint green phoenix phantom came out from behind Duan Yuran, Duan Yuran condensed the beast soul, and put it into the cold sword in his hand, and the sword intent around his body came out, and he attacked Mo Yangxing with a sword.

"Boom, boom, boom" From a distance, Duan Yuran seemed to be transformed into a faint and turquoise phoenix phantom that broke through the sky and came towards Mo Yang, and everywhere he passed, the ground exploded, bursting into a big pit, dust and smoke billowed out, and the rubble flew away.

Mo Yangxing didn't expect Duan Yuran to be so desperate, he resisted himself without retreating, and when he attacked, Mo Yangxing's face finally changed greatly, he felt the breath of death from this sword, and immediately gritted his teeth, and the true qi around his body gushed out, and all of them poured into the cold knife in his hand, only to see that Mo Yangxing's body was full of blue light, and the bones and acupoints around his body bloomed with turquoise light, and the power of his bones was fully revealed, and then the wind and thunder gathered around Mo Yangxing's body, which was the manifestation of his wind and thunder pregnancy spirit.

"The sword enters the knife, like a sword, like a knife, who can distinguish it!" Mo Yangxing raised his eyebrows, and his words were thunderous, and in an instant, the swordsmanship was attached to the knife, and the stabbing points were picked, all gathered into one, and the sword light burst out of the air to meet Duan Yuran, who was like a phantom green phoenix.

"Boom boom boom" the two collided violently, startling a wave, the ground in a radius of 100 miles collapsed into a big pit, the sword qi and sword qi swirled and condensed like a violent wind, swept around, and passed by the eyes, the grass and trees were destroyed, and the wind and clouds changed color.

"Break!" Duan Yuran appeared in his figure, his eyes condensed, the hell pregnant spirit was cast, and the Yama reincarnation skill was running, and suddenly a phantom of the Senluo Yama Hall condensed behind him, and the rolling true qi burst out, and this move suddenly added a little more power, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and directly broke through Mo Yangxing's sword.

"Bang" and "snort" blood shot several feet high, "snort" Mo Yangxing was penetrated by a sword, the sword qi rippled in all directions, and the figure kept retreating, every step back was a big crater, and the ground cracked.

"Boom" The true qi rippled and dispersed, Mo Yangxing suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, the light in his eyes flickered, and the vitality gradually dispersed, staring at Duan Yuran who was holding a sword in front of him, his eyes were full of disbelief.

"Your strength, why, why is it so strong. Mo Yangxing asked unwillingly, he should have been the bloodline of the ancient demon beast and the beauties in his pocket, so far the future is immeasurable, this is not the correct development route that his life should have, he should not die like this.

"Because" "snort" Duan Yuran suddenly drew his sword out, and the scarlet blood splattered, staining his body in white clothes.

Under the moonlight, Duan Yuran stood indifferently with his sword on his back, the breeze lingered around his body, a few strands of hair fluttered on his forehead, he looked up at the moon with cold eyes, and said lightly

"The gentleman stands up, he is invincible, I am mourning the sword, for the one who stands in my way, I will mourn with the sword!"

As soon as the words fell, he turned around and left without looking back, wanting to go back to Qingquanjian to save the scene.

Mo Yangxing looked at Duan Yuran's figure and his eyes trembled.

"A good gentleman stands in his position, and he is invincible" Mo Yangxing muttered in his mouth, what he has to do is much more gentlemanly than Duan Yuran, he colluded with the mercenary group to covet beauty and forcibly seize the bloodline, and Duan Yuran is a person who opens the way to lead the enemy and protects his woman, compared to himself, he is indeed a villain.

"What a sword mourning, a good mourning sword. Mo Yangxing's eyes showed a look of amazement, and he couldn't help muttering in a low voice.

"The name of the lost sword will definitely move the rivers and lakes in the future. Mo Yangxing sighed slightly, looked at the white-clothed figure that was gradually moving away, and his eyes showed an unprecedented trace of admiration, and sighed.

"Whew" A cold wind blew by, as if blowing away a piece of splendor and blowing away the desolation all over the ground.

In the cold wind, Mo Yangxing slowly knelt on the ground, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, lifeless.

As everyone knows, in the future rivers and lakes, the name of the mourning sword will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the swordsmen of the world, because of the mourning sword, let the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes understand what love is.

The clear spring stream, the water flows, the noise is gentle, the war ends, the surrounding trees are gargling and moving, the fallen leaves slowly fall with the wind, the moonlight shines on the clear spring sparkling, rippling a ripple, the clear spring surface is also reflected out of a round of full moon, bright as a jade plate, even though this spring has been dyed into a piece of blood red, it still can't hide the bright and bright beauty of this round of bright moon.

The cold wind caressed slightly, the grass and trees moved slightly, and there were bursts of cicadas on the surrounding trees, melodious and majestic, cutting people's hearts.

Except for the corpses and blood flowing on the ground, it was all so quiet and peaceful, like a fairyland on earth.

Dressed in white, next to Qingquan, she has a wooden hairpin coiled around her sideburns, and her eyebrows are delicate, like a peerless beauty who has come out of the picture scroll of the Nine Heavens, and the breeze and bright moon can only be her foil under her figure.

Otherwise, her white clothes are stained with blood at the moment, as if stained with dust, and there is a figure in green clothes lying on her lap, the figure is covered in blood, her face is pale and cold, and she is already lifeless, even if she closes her eyes, her eyebrows still seem to be reluctant, with a point of nostalgia and reluctance for this world.

Everyone in the world is like this, but they have stayed in the world for decades, some have passed away suddenly, some have ended brightly, some do not know what to do, and some have gone plainly, like spring breeze and flowing water, only one by one people and things seem to record the traces of their existence.

Liuying's eyes were red, she sat quietly for a dusk, there were no more tears, she quietly looked at the figure on her lap, her eyes changed from sadness to tranquility to serenity.

The deceased has passed away, the great sorrow is silent, tears cannot bring everything back, all that can be done is to face it strongly and accept it calmly.

The reality is always so cruel, and I often think that the people and things that can accompany me all my life are always so silent and silent, and they dissipate, just like the butterflies in spring, the withered cicadas in summer, and the snowfall in winter, although short, but profound, although plain, but often so bright.

"Xiaozhu" Liuying stroked the increasingly cold face of the bamboo, just as when the bamboo entered the family and secretly cultivated green bamboo, she was scolded and cried by the steward, and she was comforted by her side.

Xiaozhu's body is cold, the silk lines are moving, and she can no longer hear the call of the world.

"Who will be able to stay by my side in the future?" Liuying's delicate body trembled slightly, and her heart was filled with sadness, it turned out that the loss of her relatives was so painful, and it was heart-wrenching that it was hard to breathe.

"And me," a quiet voice came slowly from between the trees, and the words revealed infinite tenderness, like the sun in winter, dispelling all the cold.

Hearing this, Liuying looked at the forest in shock, her beautiful eyes trembling and her expression was in a trance.

I saw that in the woods shining with the faint moonlight, a blood-stained white dress slowly came out of it, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his temperament was dusty, and the jade jade pendant on his waist shook gently and made a crisp sound, the man came wearing the stars and the moon, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on his white clothes seemed to be plated with a layer of silver light. Nine-zero look

The person who came was Duan Yuran, he stood elegantly, after seeing Qingquanjian like this, he already knew in his heart, the woman who was full of rivers and lakes was gone after all, Duan Yuran looked at the flowing fireflies who were crying on the ground, and couldn't help but feel a trace of guilt, if it wasn't for his lack of strength, if he hadn't been able to protect them, all this sadness would not have been staged.

"Yuran!" Liuying's tears that had dried up after seeing the person who came could no longer help but burst into tears again, she got up and ran towards Duan Yuran, threw herself into Duan Yuran's arms, and cried with rain

"Xiaozhu, Xiaozhu, Xiaozhu, she died for me, woo woo woo woo" Liu Ying buried her head in Duan Yuran's arms and cried silently.

Duan Yuran closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and forced the tears in his eyes to hold back the tears, he said in a trembling voice.

"I know, don't cry, Xiaozhu she has always been by your side, not only Xiaozhu is by your side, but I am also always by your side" Duan Yuran patted Liuying's back and comforted softly, her voice soft.

"Woo woo, is it really, Xiaozhu she has always been by my side?" Liu Yingqiao had two lines of tears on her face, looked up at Duan Yuran and asked, her voice trembled, and at this moment, her heart completely collapsed with Duan Yuran's appearance.

Duan Yuran smiled faintly, "Yes, she has always been with you." Duan Yuran smiled and nodded Liuying's heart, and said softly.

Liuying was slightly stunned, and her eyes showed a look of emotion.

"Don't cry, I'm there for you, good, don't cry. Duan Yuran gently helped Liuying wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and said slowly.

Liuying shrugged her shoulders, tried not to cry, and smiled at Duan Yuran.

Under the moonlight, by the clear spring, the two stood opposite each other, looking at each other, their eyes were gentle and infinite, and each other's hearts were like a slowly flowing spring.

It was the sound of the heartbeat.

"Let's go, first help Xiaozhu bury her, dust to dust, soil to earth, so that she has a quiet home. Duan Yuran said to her after wiping away her tears.

"Hmm" Liuying replied in a low voice, her words were soft, and her heart was filled with a strong sense of security, as if she could rest assured that Duan Yuran was by her side.

The two buried the bamboo in the soil around the clear spring, and erected it on a green bamboo, on which the word "bamboo" was engraved.

Bamboo bamboo, life like bamboo, this is also the two of them jointly decided to make such a monument, if the tombstone is erected for fear of being destroyed, after all, this place is located in the barren mountain range.

The two sat in front of the bamboo, side by side.

The two were silent, and the atmosphere became quiet, and a warmth rose.

Liuying was embarrassed to speak, but Duan Yuran was pondering how to speak.

"Are you going back to the family after this trip?" Duan Yuran looked up at the sky and asked softly to Liuying.

"Hmm," Hotaru replied.

"What about you?" asked Liuying as she slowly turned her head to look at Duan Yuran's delicate side face.

"I" Duan Yuran's eyes showed a determined light.

"I am determined to be famous in the rivers and lakes, and I will be accompanied by the sword in this life, and I want to make the name of this sword boy move the rivers and lakes" Duan Yuran said slowly, his tone firm.

When Liuying heard this, her heart jumped, and her eyes showed a gloomy color.

It turns out that he is determined to be in the rivers and lakes, ha, too, he only has ten years of life left, he is peerless, it is when he is young and romantic, how can he take a fancy to me. Liu Ying thought secretly in her heart, and a trace of sadness appeared in her heart.

Duan Yuran noticed the emotional changes of the beauties around him and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"It turns out that I am like this, but since I met you, I have discovered one thing," Duan Yuran smiled and looked at Liuying's delicate face and said slowly.

Liuying's heart jumped, her breathing was slightly short, "What's the matter?" she asked slowly.

"After meeting you, I found out" Halfway through the words, I saw Duan Yuran's cold sword behind his back unsheathed and fell into his hand, signaling Liuying to look at the reflection in the clear sword body.

Liuying looked slowly, only to see her delicate face reflected on the clear sword body, and at the same time, Duan Yuran's gentle voice came.

"I discovered that there is something else in the world that can obsesse me with anything other than the sword, and that is you. ”

Liuying's pretty face suddenly became hot, her cheeks showed a red color, her heart was like a deer colliding with each other, and her beautiful eyes looked at Duan Yuran with affection.

"Do you understand my intentions?" said Duan Yuran's clear eyes as clear as water and Liuying stared at each other.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Liuying couldn't help but bow her head shyly, and she couldn't help but feel joy in her heart, and it didn't go away for a long time.

The most beautiful language in the world does not have to be vigorous, but the most moving is often inadvertently.

Liu Ying looked down at the ground, biting her red lip and quietly twisting her body to get closer to Duan Yuran.

Duan Yuran's eyes lit up, and his breathing was a little short, as if he knew what was going to happen next.

By the clear spring, Liuying slowly leaned her head on Duan Yuran's shoulder, Duan Yuran naturally stretched out her hand to support it, and the two snuggled up to each other.

"Tell me why you have such an ugly name. Liuying's eyes showed curiosity and asked Duan Yuran.