The elder brother asked: "Ye Fengzhu, you said that your original name was originally Ye Fengzhu, and later became Wuzhuang Youling, tell me, why do you want to call this name?" ”

Outside, bamboo leaves flutter.

"The name...... My father gave me a name. Ye Feng stopped.

"Oh." The elder brother didn't say anything more, seeing that Ye Feng stopped wiping away a touch of emotion, turned around and stepped into the exit of the bamboo forest, pulled out the scabbard, and danced with the sword to figure out the shadow.

"I've learned illusion and swordsmanship, but I still can't control a person's heart."

"Perhaps, I used to be a white moonlight alone, but now, it has become a drop of mosquito blood in a snow-white mosquito net."

Ye Feng stopped and collapsed on the ground, and the fallen bamboo leaves were close to the ground, as if sucking the blood of the earth, jumping and jumping hungrily.

The sound of the wind is blowing, and the valley wind is raging.

The symphony was played in Ye Feng's heart, and Ye Feng stopped not returning to the house until he rested until the night moon.

Ye Fengzhu put a bundle of jade vegetables on the dry wooden table and scooped a scoop of water belly.

The phantoms have already brought in fish, hares, and burrows from the lotus pond and wild animals in the back mountains.

The aroma is tangy, hot, and the firewood is full of flames, creaking and crunching, and there is the occasional muffled cracking sound from the bamboo tube.

Surrounded by smoke, the big guys were smoky and blackened.

In the open space outside the house, set up a pot of boiling water and throw all kinds of grains into it.

It was planted by a family before, and when they moved, they left these seeds behind, so the phantoms who came from afar borrowed these things, prepared food in advance, and when they returned, they could survive in this house.

The silver taels they carried with them were earned at the Lantern Festival.

They never spent a penny of that money.

Ye Feng stopped and sat in a row with them, becoming one of the beautiful landscapes.

"Big brothers, I would like to toast you here." Ye Feng stopped, picked up a bowl of wine and drank it all.

The glow of the fire glows in the bowl, reflecting the mist-like surroundings, with birds singing in the depths of the mountains and bamboo leaves dancing in the distance.

"It's okay, the wind stops girl." One of the phantom humans.

"By the way, the vegetables should be fine, let's eat them!"

"Good, good, good!" Everyone was in harmony and flocked to the top.

"I don't eat much, the wind stops girl, move the chopsticks quickly~" The old brother reminded.

It was during this time that the Phantom Theater took her in, and if it weren't for them, maybe she would have starved to death on the streets.

How can you hum a tune here?

"Big brothers, how about I help everyone dance?" Ye Feng's eyes glowed.

"Okay." Everyone looked at Ye Feng at the same time, it was really a great face and a slender figure.

Shui Ran walked out at this time, it turned out that Ye Fengzhu was here, and it was so hard to find her!

"Shui Ran ......" Ye Feng stopped looking surprised, and for a second of confusion, the phantom people all looked at the person in the darkness at the same time.

"So you're here, with this group of men, and you're not afraid of suffering?" poured water, the whole face was revealed, still handsome and chic, wearing a long white dress.

Ye Feng stopped and did not answer.

"What the hell are you looking for me, if that's it, you can go." Ye Feng stopped, "Don't send it." ”

"Ye Feng stops, you are so ruthless...... "Today, do you really want me to make my words clear?" ”

The pouring water is gradually approaching, the moon is swaying, and the light and shadow are slanting.

"Yes." Ye Fengzhu was forced to squeeze a few words out of his mouth.

"Excuse me—who do you love?" This sentence undoubtedly forced Ye Feng to a dead end.

She couldn't answer that it was Mo Yan or that it was him.

Because...... She didn't have a choice.

Now in front of her, neither of them is chosen.

"You know, you have a marriage contract with Gongsun Yangliu." Ye Feng stopped forcing himself to say such cruel words, and every time he said a word, his heart palpitated.

"Didn't you know about it before Long Yu Pavilion?" Poured water and said, "Why didn't you make it clear when we were about to be together in Longyu Pavilion?" ”

"Now that I'm trapped, you're going to escape?"

"Big brothers, can you go back first?" Ye Feng took a deep breath.

"Wind stop girl, don't let him bully you." Phantom Humanity.

The elder brother waved his hand and said, "Let's go back first!" She has her own determination. ”

"It's not that I'm running away, it's reality forcing me to do it."

"You want me to be a concubine, I'll do, no, to!" Ye Feng stopped facing him fiercely, and his eyes were about to ooze blood.

"Is it right that you went to find Mo Yan behind my back?" Pour water and anger without hitting one place.

"I, I ......" Ye Feng stopped spitting and couldn't answer.

Perhaps, she just has thoughts about Mo Yan and has changed her minds.

"That's right." Ye Feng stopped looking at him directly.

"I'm just thinking differently, since you can't give me what I want, and I can't find a sense of security with you, then why don't I find someone who loves me more."

The pouring of water is heart-wrenching, and the heartache is incomprehensible. Pythagorean Library

At that time, his heart collapsed instantly as Ye Feng stopped saying this.

However, on the surface, he still pretends to be tenacious.

is full of coldness, the corners of his mouth curl up a certain arc, as if smiling but not smiling, burying his head and hiding in the shallow wind.

There was no more mockery and ridicule that she had expected, and perhaps at this moment, he was completely disappointed in her.

"So...... Let's go! Ye Feng stopped, "Don't look for anything from me." ”

"Gongsun Yangliu and you are a match made in heaven."

"Hehehe......" Shui Ran sneered.

"I didn't expect that I would fall in love with such a broken flower."

Ye Feng stopped choking, and his eyes were full of tears.

"You don't need to find any more excuses to excuse yourself." Pour water.

The wind is cold and silent, and the night is warm.

A cluster of flames suddenly burst into flames, and then was suddenly extinguished.

"I'm in love with Mo Yan, so it's okay!" Ye Feng stopped crying and tears became lakes and seas.

The vastness of ......

It seems that she is the only one left in the world, talking to herself, self-compassion and self-compassion.

"I can't see the ending, why do you want to ......" Ye Feng stopped pretending to be calm, without a trace of retention.

He was finally gone, angry with himself.

"Shui Ran, pour water and ......" After he left, Ye Feng stopped thinking of chasing, and he couldn't afford to dump the ground, without any hope.

"I would have turned my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch." The pouring water stopped in a gutter, the bamboo shadow swayed, the white clothes were better than the snow, illuminated by the moonlight, and returned with tears, crying silently, and finally couldn't help it, unable to extricate himself, and choked up.

At that time, he should not have said such hurtful things and called her a concubine, which was obviously pouring salt into her wounds.

But he couldn't think of anything but to do it.

He wanted to elope, but Ye Feng stopped not letting him do it, as early as a year ago, she rejected him like this and regretted it.

She...... There was really no way for him.

He couldn't figure out what she was thinking in her heart, and why she was ...... with Mo Yan

Maybe!

He couldn't give her what she wanted, and Mo Yan was so warm and delicate, so he could naturally give her a haven from the wind and let her rely on it at any time.

And he- what can he do?

In addition to relying on her liking for herself, using her, hurting her, and brutally lifting her scars over and over again, to prove whose house her sincerity is shelved and complete, but whether she is indifferent or ridiculed, it is a kind of harm to her.

Eventually, he used this tactic to force her back.

She could never go back to him.

"So...... I bless you that you can live a better life. "Maybe I can't give you what you want, get rid of me, if you can get joy and happiness, then I'm willing to do it." ”

"Fulfill you, and also fulfill Moyan."

Ye Feng stopped and leaned into the depths of the bamboo forest, and there was a figure, still wandering.

She knew it was him.

The sword of separation is the best witness, on that ship, witnessed their encounter, and also witnessed their parting later.

And the blue sword she is holding now, although it is light and easy to use, it is no longer comparable to the Qiongyu of the past.

Although Qiongyu was bulky, she replaced her master, Master Yuanmei, who hoped for her, but she lost it and almost lost her life, according to the practice of Wuzhuang, everything that was dead would be placed in the depths of Wuzhuang.

However, she didn't know that the person who received Ye Feng's stop was Mo Yan.

Master Yuanmei once had high hopes for her.

If possible, she wanted her apprentice Ye Fengzhu to be able to establish her own sect, and the name had already been chosen - it was Ye Fengzhu's own wild words at that time, called Xuanxingmen.

The meaning is to hope that she can shine on the lintel like a dazzling star, and shine on the lintel of the former Qiongyu Pavilion.

However, this blueprint is still far away, and there is no sign of it.

Once, Master Yuanmei taught her the truth of being a person and doing things.

Let her know how to reflect on herself, be improvised, adapt to the situation, and not hang herself from a tree.

If you want to insist on it, you must stick to it, and if you know that you can't do it, but you want to work in this direction, you will only harm yourself in the end.

No, isn't that what she's doing with Dumping Ran?

She is afraid that she will become a lackey of love, and in the end she will only be hurt deeper and unable to extricate herself.

She hopes to be able to do what she wants to do, although she also longs for love, to be comforted and cared for by those who love her, but she cherishes freedom more and yearns for freedom.

Master Yuanmei used to be in a bamboo forest, teaching her swordsmanship.

After that, she delved into the art of the Phantom Sword herself, because the tricks that had survived for hundreds of years were no longer enough to please her.

Only fresh blood can make Ye Fengzhu's heart and even soul reborn.

Only then did she truly feel that she was not a mayfly manipulated by fate, not a walking corpse.

In the world, only Ye Fengzhu is brave for her true dream, she is bound to create a new situation, so that the magic sword technique will be affirmed by the world, and will no longer be criticized as a trick, a simple opportunistic trick, and then return to the Cuiping Pavilion that took her in at that time, so that all her peers will be impressed by her.

There is another person, who is Master Jiannanxia.