Zhao Dongting and the others finally found an inn with a courtyard in the city and spent a lot of money to live.

Most of the people who come and go are swordsmen and rangers, and when they eat in the inn, they often carry weapons with them, which makes Zhao Dongting feel the artistic conception of the rivers and lakes.

In Shuzhong, countless people in the rivers and lakes are moths to the real rivers and lakes.

In the next two days, Zhao Dongting took Wu Amiao to eat all the food in the streets and alleys of Chengdu Mansion, but the time of parting finally came.

Wu Amiao doesn't love landscapes, doesn't love beauties, and has no interest in the Lantern Festival, only a sword in his heart.

And Zhao Dongting was not in a hurry to go to Jianmen. He also wanted to stay in Chengdu Mansion and see what kind of Shuzhong was like.

In the early morning of the third day, Wu Amiao said goodbye to Zhao Dongting, saying that he planned to go to the Sword Gate Hidden Sword Pavilion.

Zhao Dongting didn't stop him, but just handed Wu Amiao the Qiankun Qigong that he had already written.

In this world, he has very few true friends. Wu Amiao, a crappy ranger who doesn't understand his true identity, is one of them.

Wu Amiao didn't understand anything, and when she saw the picture above, she could also know that it was an internal skill, and just opened her mouth, but Zhao Dongting said: "Don't be in a hurry to thank me, this internal skill is regarded as the kindness of this son to you, and if you have a chance in the future, you have to pay me back." ”

Wu Amiao originally planned to refuse, but when she heard this, she took the paper into her arms and said with a smile: "When I become a real swordsman, I will give you two lives." The life of the people in the world, my own life, anyone's life can be. ”

With that, he turned and walked out of the house.

"Hey!"

Zhao Dongting called out to him, "The number one swordsman in the world in the future, do you want this son to give you a sword again?" ”

Wu Amiao turned her head and grinned, patting the sword behind her back, "No, this sword is the sword that belongs to me." ”

Then he left without looking back.

The parting between men does not have too much sentimentality and endless lingering words.

Zhao Dongting muttered in his mouth, "A sword with only a hilt and no sword body, once it is unsheathed, what will it be like?" ”

Wu Amiao didn't let him look at his sword, but Zhao Dongting was not such an honest person, and he had secretly seen it when Wu Amiao went down to the river to fish.

The sword, which was already unremarkable, was empty under the hilt.

Wu Amiao is gone, but the Lantern Festival has arrived.

This also means that the end of the year is approaching.

Chengdu Mansion is even more lively, with lanterns hanging everywhere. The lanterns spread from inside the city to the shores of Lake Gui outside the city.

Countless people, rangers, anointed children, ladies, and small jasper flocked out of the city and went to the shore of Guihu Lake.

The city is also crowded with people, and there are many lanterns.

Chengdu has become a real country of abundance, and the colorful hazy lights envelop the entire Chengdu Prefecture, like a city in the glow.

Zhao Dongting and Jun Tianfang, Le Wubai, and Yun Jin also appeared and disappeared in the crowd.

Yun Jin wore a veil, and there were many people like her. In this era, women who stay in the boudoir all the year round go out in this way.

But her slender figure still attracted the attention of many pedestrians.

Zhao Dongting was wearing a brocade robe and a jade pendant around his waist, dancing like a noble son.

When you arrive at Guihu Lake, there are countless lanterns hanging on the lakeside, like stars, illuminating the entire Guihu Lake.

The lake is also full of lanterns and boats.

Countless people strolled under the lanterns by the lake, and the literati chanted poems, sat on the table and drank lightly, and guessed the lantern riddles. The women sniffed the flowers, and the flowers were fragrant.

This scene is much more lively than the Oiran Conference in Leizhou.

Zhao Dongting looked at such a lively scene, as if he suddenly understood what kind of life he should pursue.

If you can carry your child's hand, stroll under the lanterns. It seems that kendo is no longer important, not even in this world.

But at the moment, he couldn't help himself.

Yun Jin rarely shows a cheerful side, holding delicate and wonderful painting candy in her hand, watching those acrobats juggle, occasionally guessing lantern riddles, and getting small prizes from the hands of hawkers, which will make her happy.

Happy is free and interested, only Jun Tianfang, his expression is becoming more and more complicated, and there is deep sadness in his eyes, as well as longing.

Until late at night, the pedestrians on the shores of Guihu Lake gradually thinned out.

Zhao Dongting and Yun Jin had also had a good time, and the four of them were ready to go back to the city.

But just as he was walking back, Le Wuyuan suddenly stopped.

A few meters in front of them, under the lantern tree, a green figure stood pretty. The long green skirt dragged to the ground, and the green silk hung down at the waist.

Just by looking at the back, you know that this is a young woman.

She stopped under the lantern and looked up at the riddle on the lantern, as if she was seriously looking for an answer.

Zhao Dongting took a few steps and found Le standing in place in a daze, turned around and asked, "Senior, what's wrong?" ”

"Lan'er ......"

Le Wuwu didn't hear it, his lips trembled slightly, and his figure suddenly swept forward.

"Ahh

He suddenly appeared in front of the woman in the green dress, which made the woman in the green dress scream.

She wore a tender green veil, and at this moment, her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise and a little fear.

Le Wuyuan was stunned again, staring directly at the woman in front of him for a long time before he said, "Sorry, I'm sorry to disturb." ”

With his loss in his hand, he turned around and walked towards the city.

The woman in the green dress looked at Le Wugra and some of her soulless figures, her face full of puzzlement.

She had never seen eyes like this. In this look, it seems to be filled with endless backs and thoughts.

Who is he missing? Does that person look like me?

Zhao Dongting hurriedly ran up with Jun Tianfang and Yun Jin, and also glanced at the beautiful and outstanding woman in the green dress, but did not find anything unusual.

He caught up with Le Wuren again and asked, "Senior, do you know this woman?" ”

Le shook his head gratuitously and sighed: "Her back is really similar to me and Lan'er when we first met......

Zhao Dongting fell silent.

He also knew what happened to Le Wuyuan and his wife Xiang Xuelan, and he didn't know how to persuade him for this kind of thing.

The word love is the most entangled, and he can't forget it for more than ten years, how can he be completely relieved with a few words of persuasion?

Love is the most lovesick in the depths, and it is difficult to gather in the world is yin and yang.

Jun Tianfang sighed deeply.

This night, I returned to the inn in the city, played and sang in the Yunjing Courtyard, Jun Tian released the demon and danced with a sword, and drank and cried for free.

Zhao Dongting, as a spectator, listener, and accompaniment, was also able to know the story of Jun Tianfang in the drinking room. He learned swords at a young age, not from a famous family, and visited famous teachers everywhere to pursue kendo. After getting married, he had a daughter, but the happy family still did not stop him from pursuing the path of the sword.

Shuzhong people, who has no sword fairy dream?

It wasn't until he suddenly returned home that night, looking at the mess, his wife and daughter were all lying in a pool of blood, and his beloved wife was disheveled, that Jun Tianfang suddenly woke up from his dream.

He carried his sword to the palace and killed 300 people in the palace in one night.

Since then, there has been less young handsome man who is keen on kendo in the rivers and lakes, and more Tsing Yi Sword Immortal who looks indifferent, rejects people for thousands of miles, and is both righteous and evil.

Happy to remember his beloved wife for free, Jun Tianfang misses his wife and daughter, and Yunjing looks back on his childhood, all of which are sad people in the rivers and lakes.

Zhao Dongting looked at them, and suddenly felt that he was very lucky, at least, he still had the opportunity to go to Baicao Valley to pick up Le Chan, and he still had the opportunity to live the life he wanted with her.

This night, the sound of the piano in the courtyard was slow and slow, and the singing was sad.

The shadow of the sword fills the cold courtyard, and the smell of wine fills the building.

The three of them were drunk, and Zhao Dongting was awake, but he didn't seem to be awake.

No matter how strong a swordsman is, he can't hold too much sorrow in his heart.

On this night, Tsing Yi Sword Immortal Jun Tianfang and Broken Mountain Finger Le were no longer peerless swordsmen, but just two lonely old men who were already a little old.

Outside the courtyard, Chen Yi stood with a knife on his back, leaning on the side of the big pillar, but his burly figure made it more like a colorful pillar bearing the weight of Wan Jun leaning against him, he muttered in his mouth, with disappointment in his eyes, "Tsing Yi Sword Immortal, there is no hope in this life." ”

The battle intent in his eyes was gone, he didn't raise his feet to enter the hospital, looked at the drunk Jun Tianfang, and left directly.

This is the Jianghu people.

When he was young, he continued to pursue the supreme realm, like a knife in the morning. Then on the way to pursue the unconsciously old, although the arrogance remains, but the determination is greatly reduced, such as the king of heaven and happiness for free.

Countless people in the rivers and lakes were born like comets on the way to chase, and then, they quietly fell silent.

It is exactly like that sentence, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the new people in the world catch up with the old people.

The young feel that the old are not sharp, and the old, why don't they feel that the young do not know the taste of sorrow?

This night, Le was white all night.

The next day, Zhao Dongting was the first to wake up, and he was stunned when he saw Le Wuyuan's piercing white hair in the messy courtyard.

It turns out that there is really a lovesickness in this world that can make people white.

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