The light rain is murmuring, in the clear water city, under the pavilion of the Liujia Building

Liuying and Duan Yuran met again, as if they were back then, but not like they were back then.

Liuying is still dressed in white, her posture is slender, her eyebrows are delicate, her hair is not a wooden hairpin, and three thousand green silk are like a waterfall down, her eyes are flowing, her eyes are full of tears, and she looks at the pavilion.

Duan Yuran was wearing a white mink and a jade pendant with a belt, and this time he came to Bishui City Nangong to sing and dance for him to dress up carefully, tie up the hair with a belt, a few strands of green silk fluttered on his forehead, but wisps of white hair quietly appeared in his black hair, Duan Yuran held a folding fan, just like back then.

It's just that he was cold and proud back then, but now he is in a wheelchair, he was dressed in white back then, and now he is wearing mink velvet.

The umbrella fell to the ground, and the rain obscured anyone's vision.

Duan Yuran's eyes were red, and there was a rare hint of ruddy on his haggard face, he quietly looked at the flowing fireflies not far from him in front of him, and wanted to say something but felt that his throat was blocked and he didn't know what to say, after all, he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with affectionate eyes.

Perhaps for him now, just a glance at his beloved is enough.

"Yuran!" However, Liuying couldn't help the tears rolling in her eyes and the longing in her heart, and immediately burst out of the rain and threw herself into Duan Yuran's arms.

Xiao Jiange, Zhu Wen, Nangong Song and Dance, and Qin Luoli were silent, quietly watching the two meet in front of them.

Liuying crawled on Duan Yuran's lap, she trembled and reached out to caress Duan Yuran's face, seeing Duan Yuran sitting haggard and in a wheelchair, her heart suddenly trembled, and at that moment she couldn't help but two lines of tears mixed with the rain down.

At this moment, Duan Yuran's long-suppressed emotions in his heart finally broke out, and he couldn't help but reach out and hold Liuying's hands.

The two stared at each other, speechless and choked.

The rain, for some reason, quietly stopped.

After the rain, a bright ray of sunlight spills into the sky, covering the two white figures, like a beautiful picture in the world.

"It's so good" Nangong Song and Dance looked enviously at the reunion between Duan Yuran and Liuying.

"Ha" Zhu Wen also had a trace of envy in his eyes.

At this moment, it was the first time in his life that he envied others, and the person he envied was Duan Yuran.

Envy Duan Yuran has such a brother as Xiao Jiange, and has such a lover as Liuying, since ancient times, love and friendship have been the most humane in the world, Duan Yuran has all of them unconsciously, even if he is a person who has lost all his cultivation at the moment, and his legs are crippled, in Zhu Wen's opinion, he is already the happiest person.

Qin Luoli felt deeply sympathetic, came to Xiao Jiange's side and grabbed his arm.

"Yuran, you, you have become like this, but I haven't seen you for just a year, why has you changed so much. Liuying looked at Duan Yuran in front of her and choked up.

Looking at Duan Yuran's haggard face and the wheelchair under the seat, Liu Ying couldn't believe that Duan Yuran had changed so much in just one year since they were separated, which shows what kind of tragic experience he has experienced in the past year.

What a style he wore in white at the beginning, why did he end up like this now.

Xiao Jiange was silent, lowered his head, and felt a little more guilty in his heart.

Duan Yuran smiled slightly, held Liuying's hand and comforted, "It's okay, the past is in the past." ”

Immediately, Duan Yuran looked at Liuying affectionately, and said slowly, "I am now completely lost, my legs are crippled, and I am already a wasted person, you, are you still willing to retire with me and grow old together?"

In just one sentence, Duan Yuran seemed to be exhausted.

Liuying stared at Duan Yuran and reached out to caress his face.

The lack of an answer for a long time made Duan Yuran, Xiao Jiange, Zhu Wen, Nangong Song and Dance, Qin Luoli and others all worried.

I saw Liuying looking at Duan Yuran affectionately, and said with a smile, "I will go wherever you go, I am willing to take care of you for the rest of my life." ”

"Huh" Xiao Jiange, Zhu Wen, Nangong Song and Dance are relieved.

Duan Yuran stared at Liuying deeply, and his hands held her even tighter.

"It's windy outside, so let's go inside and talk. Liuyingqiao's face was slightly red, and she said immediately, got up and came to Duan Yu and pushed the wheelchair in front of her.

The four of them came to Liu's house.

There is a boudoir and a small green bamboo forest.

Seeing the bamboo forest, Duan Yuran's expression couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and there was a sad look in his eyes.

Liuying also looked sad, "This is the green bamboo planted before the bamboo, without the company of the bamboo, this bamboo forest is where I have been scattered for the past year." ”

Duan Yuran was sad.

He could think of the loneliness of being alone in the dead of night when she was alone with the bamboo.

Next, a few people met Liu Changqing, Liuying's father, and after a long conversation, Duan Yuran showed the Eight Pins Pill Agni Pill as a dowry.

Seeing the Flame Pill, the father and daughter both had tears in their eyes, and Liuying's nose was even more sore, and her eyes turned red.

Finally able to get rid of the cold illness that has plagued her for twenty years, how can this not make her cry with joy.

Seeing the two people who are in love with each other is also very happy, even though Duan Yuran's cultivation is completely lost and her legs are crippled, but for parents, their children are naturally happy to find someone who really loves her.

What's more, Liuying's body is infected with cold diseases, and most men can't avoid it, and in the past few years, Liuchangqing has worked hard for Liuying's marriage.

"Duan Yuran, this name is so familiar" Liuying's brother Liufeng saw Duan Yu, and then couldn't help but chant Duan Yuran's name, feeling familiar for a while.

"Could it be that you are Duan Yuran, the sword boy who was famous in the entire rivers and lakes some time ago?" Liu Feng remembered something and suddenly said loudly.

Liu Ying couldn't help but look at Duan Yuran.

Some time ago, the name of Duan Yuran, the son of the lost sword, could be said to be like a spark burning the plain, but in just a few days, it spread throughout the Central Plains.

At that time, she was still very happy about her sadness, happy that Duan Yuran could be famous in the rivers and lakes as she wished, and she was sad that she would forget herself after he became famous.

Xiao Jiange and the others were stunned when they heard this, and then fell silent.

Duan Yuran's expression was in a trance for a moment, and after his eyes flickered, he shook his head

"Do you think I look like I'm famous?" Duan Yuran asked with a smile.

After looking at it for a moment, Liufeng couldn't help but shake his head in the same way, and smiled, "It's not like"

Duan Yuran smiled slightly, with a bitter smile.

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but turn his head, his eyes were already red, and he didn't dare to look at Duan Yuran's expression, for fear that he would not be able to hold back his tears.

Liuying cried on the pretext of the medicine to get rid of the disease, and couldn't help but clench Duan Yuran's hand.

Because only she knows that Duan Yuran, the son of the Mourning Sword, is the Duan Yuran in front of her.

I'm afraid that only she knows the meaning of the name of the Lost Sword Prince.

Duan Yuran smiled slightly and was relieved, now he naturally can't admit his appearance, firstly, for fear of attracting unwarranted disasters, and secondly, even if he admits it, a few people can believe it, just add a joke.

"What kind of deeds does that mourning sword boy have that can be famous in the entire rivers and lakes" Duan Yuran suddenly became interested after being relieved, and couldn't help but ask his brother-in-law.

Hearing Duan Yuran's question, Liu Feng suddenly became vigorous and energetic.

"You don't even know what happened some time ago. ”

Duan Yuran shook his head. Three k

"Haha, then you are lonely, some time ago, a white-clothed swordsman on the rivers and lakes shocked the entire rivers and lakes. ”

"That's a singing and crying story, that white-clothed sword for the best friend sword to pick up the entire evil pit of the Barbarian Mountain Range, that is to pick a force with the power of one person, and then it is a sword to kill the body of the great demon emperor Shi Tian on the rivers and lakes. Liufeng said with a fluttering eyebrow.

Like his sister Liuying, he has longed for the colors of the rivers and lakes since he was a child, but unfortunately as the eldest son in the family, he had to pick up the pillars of the family and gave up his dream of exploring the rivers and lakes.

"Huh? Duan Yuran's eyes bloomed with the brightest brilliance in the past half a month.

"That's not it, Duan Yuran, the son of the lost sword, is now the representative of love and righteousness in the rivers and lakes, and the most ideal image in the hearts of swordsmen, and he is angry with his friends. ”

"And in recent days, there have been a large number of swordsmen on the rivers and lakes, all dressed in white, and they have followed suit. Liufeng smiled, with a bit of longing in his pupils.

Duan Yuran couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth when he heard the words, but at the same time, his heart was full of mixed feelings.

Tell your own things in the mouths of others, but you can only become an outsider, and you are miserable.

It wasn't until now that Duan Yuran knew that it was not a very pleasant thing to be famous, just like now, but it was all helpless.

"Is there anything else to do? Xiao Jiange was also suddenly interested, and couldn't help asking.

He and the others were hidden in the Medicine King Valley, and they were naturally unfamiliar with the current situation in the rivers and lakes.

"Haha, there is, in addition to Duan Yuran, the son of the mourning sword, there is also a martial idiot descendant Xiao Jiange, who borrowed three thousand swords to kill the demon owl, how proud and magnificent. Liufeng laughed.

"Oh, yes, you guys" Liufeng hugged his fists at the moment.

Xiao Jiange's heart sank, and he swept the expressions of Duan Yuran and Liuying, and the two nodded.

Xiao Jiange hugged his fists and said, "Xiao no one, fortunately, fortunately." ”

"Zhu Wen", "Nangong Song and Dance", "Qin Luoli"

The three of them also hugged their fists.

After everyone exchanged pleasantries, they began to hold a wedding for Duan Yuran and Liuying.

After a few days of hurriedness, a vigorous wedding was successfully held under the organization of the Liu family, and Liuying also refined the Agni Pill to drive away the suffering of cold diseases in the body, and no longer had to worry about the fact that he only had ten years to live.

Xiao Jiange looked at Duan Yuran's face for a few days, and the more he smiled, the more confident he felt again, and he felt happy in his heart.

After the wedding, Liu Ying and Duan Yuran planned to retire, regardless of the world, and settled in a mountain forest, where the scenery is quiet, the mountains and rivers are far away, and everyone helped them build a house.

Duan Yuran even asked Xiao Jiange to take action and move the bamboo forest in the Liujia family upside down.

The breeze is gentle, the trees are full of birds, the clear stream is flowing, the bamboo wind is swaying, and the houses are still standing.

late at night

In front of the front yard was a stone table with wine on it.

Duan Yuran sat in a wheelchair and was slowly pushed out by Liuying.

Xiao Jiange sat on the stone chair and poured a glass of wine for him.

"Are you going to leave in a few days?" Duan Yuran said with a smile.

"Almost, I'll get drunk with you tonight. Xiao Jiange also said with a smile.

"It's okay, in the future, you have time to talk to me about the style of the Bafang Sword Competition. Duan Yuran's eyes revealed a little nostalgia.

"Alas, I didn't expect that I hurt you after all. Xiao Jiange's heart throbbed after hearing this, and he said lonely.

Duan Yuran smiled slightly, reached out and picked up the wine glass and drank it.

"It doesn't matter, although I am far away from the rivers and lakes, I have also found my own rivers and lakes. Duan Yuran said, and then looked at the fluttering fireflies with a smile.

Liuyingqiao's face was slightly red.

Xiao Jiange's eyes were stunned, "Alas"

"Why do you sigh so much, this is not like the Xiao Jiange I know. Duan Yuran said.

Xiao Jiange was speechless, his heart ached, and he looked at the broken mourning sword hanging next to Duan Yuran's wheelchair.

He knows that in the future, he will be without the company of a friend.

Duan Yuran noticed Xiao Jiange's eyes and smiled slightly, and stroked the broken mourning sword.

"I can't hold a sword anymore, but I still have to keep a thought about it after all, don't you?"

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but take out the wine jug in his arms and took a sip.

Duan Yuran couldn't help but say when he saw the wine jug

"You haven't finished this pot of wine yet?"

"Ha, this wine is precious, I can't bear it" Xiao Jiange said with a smile, throwing the wine pot in his hand towards Duan Yuran.

Duan Yuran was slightly stunned when he caught the wine jug, a warmth welled up in his heart, and he couldn't help but take a sip of praise and exclaim

"Good wine"

He knew that this pot of wine was the pot of wine that was given to Xiao Jiange after the geese did not return to the broken bridge under the Phantom Spirit Mountain.

"I didn't expect that I would be so qualified to drink this wine," Duan Yuran sighed.

"Ha, you don't have anyone?" Xiao Jiange said with a smile, this pot of wine has always been drunk by himself, and Duan Yuran is the only one who can drink with it.

Xiao Jiange's heart was intoxicated, and he flew out in a hazy drunken eye, and the lone snow sword behind him suddenly came out of its sheath, only to see the sword intent around him suddenly change.

A sword slashed out, Duan Yuran's eyes froze, and he saw that the sword fell, and there were yellow runes falling one after another.

"This is" Duan Yuran couldn't help but clench the handle on the wheelchair at the moment.

The sword that Xiao Jiange made was the pinnacle sword move of his life, the sword of death!

Xiao Jiange put away the sword and sighed, "I only have three points of resemblance to this sword, and I can't get it, but I will take this sword to the top of the sword." ”

"Hahahaha, good, good, good" Duan Yuran suddenly laughed, with a little tears in his eyes.

The two looked at each other and smiled, drank the wine, and said in unison

"On the avenue, you and I go together!"

Liuying looked at the two of them quietly, and had to add wine to the two of them from time to time, and her heart was at peace.

"That's right" Duan Yuran seemed to remember something, and the light in the Qiankun bag flashed, and a white guqin suddenly appeared, this qin is called hand in hand.

"This is?" Xiao Jiange couldn't help but ask out loud when he saw this scene

"This is a gift for my younger brother and sister Tang Fengqing, called hand in hand, I wish you all to grow old with white heads," Duan Yuran said with a smile.

"Tang, Tang Fengqing?" Xiao Jiange exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, hmm, could it be that you forgot Tang Fengqing?" Duan Yuran said, and then noticed that something was wrong, and asked with a look in his eyes.