In the "Xiwu Gate", the wind is clear and the tree is a demon, the sun is slanting, and the two masters of Jingshui Pavilion and Duan Shuiyao are waiting for his Uncle Wu to return.

The treacherous and strange days of the past few days have all disappeared with the wind, and all that remains is the most urgent thing in front of us - to stabilize the initial momentum of the "Evening Fog Gate".

Due to the decline of Wuzhuang, the establishment of the new Xiwu Gate, and the name of the former Dragon Sword Swordsman of the Xiwu Gate, many freshmen who urgently needed to join the sect to cross the threshold of the Sword Pavilion naturally squeezed their heads one after another and poured in.

The little milk bag has gone through wind, frost, rain and snow, and has grown into a big girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old. The fourth young master of the family, Dump Haolan, has also grown into a son with his own style and temperament. This pair of childhood sweethearts, since the first time they got married, in the future, they have been together every day, no, six years have passed in the blink of an eye. The little milk bag is unconsciously and secretly interested in Tilt Haolan, however...... Xiao Haolan back then and today's son-in-law are the same, they don't please girls, and they don't understand girls' minds. He only focused on grinding the art of medicine, and he was dedicated to figuring it out.

Back then, she died tragically under the sword of the dark swordsman, and she was like a jade for Xiao Niang's biological mother, a cold-faced person who was a foreigner in the mouth of Xiao Milk Bao every day, and also her biological father, the only living relative - Jian Nanxia, avenged the revenge of killing his wife! It is also a blood feud between the swordsman and the dark swordsman!

Since Wanruyu died, Xiao Nibao picked up the surname and name "Jian Ran" again, even if Jian Nanxia killed that person back then, she couldn't swallow this breath.

Finally, she was able to meet her biological mother and reunite with her, and finally it was like a jade mother who could put down the burden of the rivers and lakes and be accompanied by the little milk bag, but this dream was single-handedly extinguished.

In this world, she now has only one relative left...... However, what she didn't know was that she also had a biological sister, who was only four years older than her, and now she had grown up from Ling'er back then.

Sitting in the pavilion, the little milk bag has no intention of sniffing the wind and rain, dressed in a blue flower dress, which is the beginning of a brand new person named "Gladiolus"!

At the age of fifteen, when the girl is a maiden, according to the custom of Shucheng (in fact, this is also the custom of every place), she must drink and drink wine in the long pavilion, and insert a hairpin representing adulthood in her hair, all of which require the participation of an extremely important person, that is, the mother of the girl who is about to go to adulthood, for the girl who is full of joy and longing, inserts a silver hairpin soaked in the spring water offered by the gods for three days and two nights, which symbolizes.

and represents the longevity and pursuit of maternal love.

Jian Ran's eyes were closed, just like the scene when Yu Niang kissed her, but as soon as she opened her eyes, all this no longer existed.

There was only one person waiting for her with a sword - the pavilion chief who poured the wine for thousands of girls who rushed to the road to the river, the pavilion chief was old, his sideburns were gray, and he was no longer the young man he used to be.

The pavilion chief has been guarding this long pavilion located between the ancient forests, day after day, without interruption, without complaining.

The birds are tired, the sunset is slanting, but he is still there, the winter is very cold, the summer is hot, he still does not change the itinerary, day by day, stay in the small hut outside this long pavilion, when he sees someone coming, when he needs his guidance, he travels, steps into this secluded long pavilion, or put a few pieces of cold watermelon, or set up a pile of fire, for people to ask when resting.

The old pavilion chief, who has witnessed many deeds and witnessed many different people, is the first choice for the girls of Shucheng to drink and the wine of the house, and this ancient forest is also the first choice.

After washing away the chaos of the world, all that is left is the quiet ......

The pavilion chief poured a full bowl of wine for gladiolia - this wine is not intoxicating, the taste is long, and the mouth is fragrant.

The pavilion chief witnessed countless people drinking this cup of wine, and also witnessed countless girls coming and going, and after drinking this cup of wine representing adulthood, they rushed to step into the travel years.

Gladiolus's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes were frosty, and she planned to drink the cup of wine in front of her that was given the pavilion chief's wishes immediately.

It's better to be silent than to be silent.

What made Jianlan couldn't hold back any longer was that when she threw the wine glass aside after she finished drinking the wine, a pair of hands that inexplicably stretched out inexplicably inserted a silver hairpin for her, and she could no longer hold back the tears that were about to gush out of her eyes at any time. That hairpin, she originally hoped that her mother would be like a jade for her, but this person would never appear in front of her again......

The old pavilion chief couldn't soothe her heart, and after inserting the silver hairpin for her, he withdrew his hand and looked at the long day, and the summer days with the sound of cicadas did not know when it would pass......

"Haolan, Brother Haolan......" Jianlan wiped away her tears, not planning to let Haolan see her embarrassing crying scene.

The red tear marks were faintly visible, remaining under the eyes of gladiolus.

As soon as he came, the white blue with a white shirt turned around with the mountain wind, and the gladiolus was inexplicably happy, smiling in sorrow, for the first time in his life. When she was in trouble, he was the only solace in her heart......

Tian Hao's blue eyebrows and eyes smiled, and he noticed that he had grown into a young man now, and he had a bit of the charm of the second young master at that time, and he was at ease.

As soon as he opened his mouth, what flowed out of his mouth was the sweetest touch of sweet spring in the mountain stream, "Little milk bag...... Are you secretly crying from me again? ”

As she approached step by step, Jian Lan smiled, her sobs became smaller, and then her face was full of sadness, and then she quipped: "Where did this hairpin come from?" ”

"Isn't it ...... Hide it from me...... Someone's got acquainted, right? ”

The old pavilion chief came over, thinking that he was some kind of bastard.

Tilt Haolan immediately reined, coughed, took a step or two back, and sat down on the stone chair next to him.

This is probably the usual trick of the Tilt clan to trick girls!

"After drinking and drinking, it means that the girl is an adult, no matter how many bad things happened at the beginning, she must leave it behind, and she can welcome a new life from then on." The old pavilion chief is a person who has come over, and he can see through people's minds at a glance.

"Hmm." Jian Ran obediently responded, naturally not sure about this sentence of consolation.

She got up, tears dry.

Immediately, he stared at Qian Haolan, "I...... Let's go! ”

"Hmm." Qian Haolan answered, and walked forward with Jian Lan, and then looked back at the old pavilion chief with pale sideburns, as if they were hiding something from him.

Regarding this expedition, it is no longer the little milk bag that was powerless at the beginning, as the bloodline of the Sword Clan, Jian Lan wants to personally go to find the dark swordsman who killed her mother back then! Even if the man is dead, she has to find out who was the accomplice of the past......

Since then, Jian Ran's heart has been full of emotion, and her body seems to be burdened with an invisible burden.

They went down the mountain together, and on the way down the mountain, Jian Ran didn't say a word, this was not like the little milk bag that used to shout, which made Qian Haolan very strange.

Just as Qian Haolan thought in her heart, she hid it from him.

The little milk bag was silent like a stone, she was no longer as happy as she was back then, and all the good things passed away together, whether it was Sister Ye Fengzhi or like a jade lady......

The only thing that can give her comfort is the person in front of her, who is full of sunshine at all times and has a green smiling face.

They are very different from each other, there are fewer and fewer people around Xiao Nibao, except for her own life, there is no one else...... There are more and more people who have broken into the life of Qian Haolan, he may no longer need the little milk bag who was noisy and clamoring to play with him, he already has enough beauty and hope.

Walking down the mountain, what catches your eye is the City God Temple, and opposite the City God Temple is the Xiwu Gate founded by Wu Wuqing. Xiao Milk Bao and Qian Haolan held swords, and many people rushed to worship under the Xiwu Gate, and the threshold was about to be broken.

"Don't you go in?" Qian Haolan turned her head and said to Xiao Nibao, this is a hint of why she is no longer as close to Big Brother Wu as she was back then.

The big brother she used to call was so affectionate.

It's just that this time is different from the past, and she understands today that the young little milk bag didn't understand anything, so she would place family affection and lovesickness on a stranger.

This is what makes her feel extremely scary, obviously there will be separation, but at the beginning, it seemed like she would be together forever, having and enjoying the excitement and happiness that seemed to last forever.

The little milk bag that has grown into an adult will no longer call Wu Wuqing a big brother, her big brother will never come back, he just stays in the past time...... No one can reach it anymore.

"I'll go in first......" Qian Haolan has his own ideas, no matter who he deals with, he is handy and not surprised. It's like they've switched roles between them.,Childhood and teenagers,It's completely different.,Compared with the social-loving blue boy,The little milk bag has strangely become mature and stable.。

This may have something to do with the death of the Jade Lady.

The little boy who suffered from the double oppression of sorrow and loneliness in his childhood has become very different now.

It's just that what makes the little milk bag unclear is that all this was brought to him by the little milk bag who loves to mingle with everyone, if it weren't for the little milk bag suddenly broke into the life of the little milk bag, maybe to this day, he still can't learn how to laugh, how to cry boldly, only because of the unscrupulous and lawless little milk bag at the beginning, it has created today's sunny heart, fearless of anything Tilt Haolan.

It is precisely because of loss that we are afraid of losing, and it is precisely because we do not have that we are not afraid of losing.

The shackles that the family once brought to the blue have all disappeared today, and the burden of revitalizing the family and regaining the name of the swordsman has become an unattainable longing, which was close at the time, and now it is far away.

"Will the second brother come back? Or as the people of Shucheng say, the 'swordsman' has become a brand that can no longer be picked up? "From the moment he stepped into the Xiwu Gate, he remembered a lot......

Every bit of the past is close in front of us, shrouded in front of this new Sword Pavilion, is the fiery red glow of the sky, treacherous and changeable, changing different colors.