Wu Shuang returned to the attic and didn't want to say a word. In addition to being angry, or angry.

She saw the pouring water coming towards her, and was ready to vent the breath that was holding in her stomach, her face was as anxious as a deflated ball, red and deflated, and her eyes were empty inside the cave where she couldn't figure out the way out, and she was about to lose all its brilliance and was about to be blocked.

It's too late, it's fast, and he grabbed her hand, this action is gentle, this expression is indifferent, tactful and thought-provoking, and there is an unpredictable ending and meaning in his eyes.

Wu Shuang threw away his hand, saying that it was painful, but he was still as free and easy as ever.

He lowered his eyes, then raised his eyes, "...... It was cold and smoky, and the light was green and dreamy. Bright as the moon into the window lattice. The goddess Vimo is relative, and the two forgetful. ”

Ye Feng stopped peeking at them, and this scene was ...... This poem is so piercing to the ears.

She couldn't say a word, I don't know why, she was very sad, in front of Wu Shuang, the moment he was emotional, it was like an arrow from the string that pierced her heart, and she was still bleeding, crying, suffocating in the atrium, and she didn't even have the taste of sour breathing.

Only then did she know that when she and Dump Shui Ran were becoming more and more estranged, and Dump Shui Ran and Wu Shuang were getting closer and closer, and she realized that she still loved him......

Ye Feng stopped but his nose was sour, and he just left, waiting for something, but there was nothing left.

Pouring water stood there, staring quietly for a moment, and then walked away without looking back, a sad gust of wind, a black hair thrown in the air, the silhouette could not see the face, the sword in the hand could not see the expression.

How much she wanted to love him, but at that moment, she deviated from a track of loving him, never loved, and never looked back.

Don't dare to take it, don't dare to admit it, face it with fear, and bury the answer.

In my mind, the scene of her arms hugging him, her nose smelling his body fragrance, and her heart chuckled to his steadiness. She loved him, as always, and never changed......

She was afraid that the answer she got would be the result she didn't want to see, that he was in love with someone else.

The next day, the swordsmen gathered.

Mo Yan's side, that is, the opposite side of the "fairyland", is surging hot. The autumn is scorching, and the leaves are not yet soaked in the forest.

Peach petals and red lips, silky love, mint smoke, want to hide the hazy eyes, throw the heart. Dressed in a black silk hibiscus coat, there is a picture of him in the circle.

Ye Feng stopped here, let the wind blow, blindfolded his drunken eyes, and only shot back to his heart.

Who knew I saw it...... Zhu Xieyu's face is handsome.

Ye Feng stopped and said, "Master, why are you here?"

"Me? I'm ......," he chuckled, "hehe, come and see you!" Didn't I say I'd come to see you when I had time? Fool. ”

He looked at her dotingly, leaned over and scraped the bridge of her nose.

The familiar taste hit my heart, and suddenly illuminated half of the world where Ye Feng stopped. Ye Feng stopped looking at Zhu Xie happily, and the pleasure spread out his cheeks and eyes.

Pouring water with an indifferent face, he didn't seem to care at all, just frowned his eyebrows and threw a look.

In the blink of an eye, he smiled at Wu Shuang and swept away his coldness...... Ye Feng's heart hurt even more, and it hurt even more.

Zhu Xie opened his mouth and said, "Today, who are you competing with?"

Ye Feng stopped holding Zhu Xie's sleeve and said unnaturally: "The heir of Longyu Pavilion, there is also-the family is pouring water...... Dump the second son. ”

"Oh, the head of Longyu Pavilion is a famous person, and he is also well-known in the rivers and lakes." After Zhu Xie answered, he looked at Ye Feng and thought about it, she usually wouldn't be so embarrassed, it was the beginning of love, could it be ...... Like someone?

There was a hint of warmth on the sleeves of his shirt, and he stopped his anger.

Ye Feng's actions were naturally seen by some people, and his fundamental intention was just to attract someone's attention and jealousy. But some people don't look this way, and this action is reduced to self-inflicted and stupid ignorance.

In the ring, the canopy of the trees is crumbling, pouring tiny yellow petals, clinging to their thin clothes, and a little fragrant. Bashan Academy

Can't compare, can't fight, in the end can only rely on perseverance and faith to fight the winner, the dismissal of the two teams finally ended in the victory of Wu Shuang's team, pouring water because of this, I was stabbed by Ye Fengzhi unintentionally, it can also be said to be ruthless, it can also be said to be a kind of revenge. Although the matter has come to this point, it can only be convinced, but that thorn has witnessed Ye Feng's small belly chicken intestines, maybe it seems like this to others, and it is also the same in the eyes of Dumping Ran!

Judging from the pouring expression, it seems that he has finally gotten rid of his hard thoughts about her, and completely subverted all his previous good feelings, and is disappointed in her person! Yes, in the face of love, she finally became unable to rely on reason, narrow-minded, and selfish.

Ye Fengzhi looked at all this in front of him in a little confusion, dumbfounded, Zhu Xie walked over, the breeze lined the evil face, and comforted for a moment.

His arm guarded her and gave her warmth.

"It seems that a few of our buddies are going to find another way out......" Zhang Yixiao's words gently rubbed past her ears, faint, but like a fatal blow, which made her heart a little uncomfortable, clearly said that everything is possible, everyone is running together to desire and dream, in the end, but it is still a dream and a void.

All joy has backfired, and it has ended up as nonsense.

Mo Yijing patted her on the shoulder, giving comfort and encouragement, at this time, Ye Feng stopped tears and fell, not knowing the time.

"I'm going to settle accounts with Dump Shuiran, why can he be so ruthless to let you down......"

"He didn't, everyone didn't, it was me - I failed myself, I failed my expectations of myself, I was incapacitated, narrow-minded, as it should be - Wu Shuang's victory was what she deserved, and I was just indulging in delusions from beginning to end." Ye Feng stopped trembling and said, trying his best to hide his feelings for Shui Ran, that thin and weak love.

This argument is redundant.

All the barriers that were gradually erected suddenly collapsed, piercing the softest place in her heart, once the interests were threatened, this chain of friendship would be broken, Ye Feng stopped and watched Zhang Yixiao and their group get farther and farther away from her, and finally disappeared from sight.

No one looked back.

Pouring water stared at her, not knowing when she came, just a cloud of smoke, which made her feel a lot of emotion.

Ye Fengzhu also noticed that he was staring at her, and then a faint smile appeared on his face, and he smiled helplessly.

As everyone knows, there is another providence.

Turning sideways, the handsome man who poured water smiled on his face, and there was a unique honey in that smile, which could no longer be hidden.

In this world, there will eventually be a person who will allow you to live a lifetime, comprehend your mind, break into your state of mind, and inadvertently.

Ye Feng stopped holding his sword and sat down, with tears in his eyes, the words of the white-bearded swordsman still sounded in his ears - go down the mountain, find a new way out of your own, this short sentence seems to be a dying word, and it does not reduce the meaning of comfort. She saw Wang Xing and his party coming down the mountain, and wanted to stop them, but she stopped them, how could she explain to them and face them.

Falling on the smooth white stone slab was the faintly existing green crown that could be seen when it looked up, swaying, dancing or bobbing or wagging its tail against the shadow of the wind, warm or cool, it was the sun or the silent wind. Although she wants to wear it and the pavilions are still there, she has changed its face here, and there is no place for her anymore.

The winner is king, and the loser is the loser.

Ye Feng stopped out of the mountain and packed his luggage and went home with Mo Yijing.

Wu Shuang and Shui Ran rode in the same carriage and walked slowly, Ye Feng stopped in front and went straight, and also sat in the carriage with Mo Yijing, Mo Yijing hesitated to tell her the truth, and they found another way out - although she wanted to lead Ye Feng to stop where it was the so-called "wrong way" in people's eyes.

The stones on the mountain drove with the sound of wheels stabbing and cheering, and a pleasant smile came out of the carriage behind, endlessly, belonging to Dumping Shui Ran and Wu Shuang, who knows how painful Ye Feng's heart was, Mo Yijing saw that her eyes were red, red and bloodshot, but she didn't let the tears pour out.

She lifted the curtain to allow a trace of wind to let in, along with her suffocating breath.

After getting out of the carriage, Ye Feng stopped alone, and walked so quickly that Mo Yijing was left far behind, and Mo Yijing knew that she needed time. As he walked, Ye Feng stopped looking back once, only to realize that he was already alone, in this empty valley.

Mo Yijing's very heavy face showed relief, although they failed, but this is not an opportunity to change them, staying in the "fairyland", they will only become people with utilitarian hearts, and they have forgotten their original intentions.

Isn't Wu Shuang that kind of person? What about being number one, becoming a person standing at the top? Has she contributed anything to this world? Not a single life has ever been saved...... And what is the significance of their current "fairyland"? Is it just to compete for the position of "the first swordsman in the world", or to become a member of the martial arts after going down the mountain, and to have a place to stay?

After a series of questions, she was finally completely relieved, not to care so much, life in the world, isn't it just to live freely and unrestrained?

Suddenly, a turn, more than ten meters away appeared Zhang Yixiao's figure, he walked over, but the distance of five meters made Ye Fengzhu feel a kind of depression and suffocation, this feeling could not be found in the previous Zhang Yixiao, at this time the cunning was really fully exposed, clearly, Ye Fengzhu knew that she was about to encounter a dangerous situation, although she couldn't find any reason to explain what happened.

Suddenly, there was no foreshadowing and foreshadowing at all, Zhang Yixiao hurt the killer, without mercy, the cunning was even more terrifying, making people afraid and timid, because Zhang Yixiao's strength was above Ye Feng's stop, coupled with Ye Feng's softness and confusion, a gap, he was stabbed by Zhang Yixiao's sword to the neck......