"In this Xiaoxiang Valley, the three of us originally loved each other, and the earth lasted for a long time. But why did they force me to separate relatives, I didn't want to hurt any of them. But I didn't expect that one day, in order to force me to make a choice, their sisters actually jumped into the turbulent river at the same time, what should I do? ”

The swordsman raised his head in surprise, Xiang Jun's remarks couldn't help but remind him of the male protagonists surrounded by beauties in some novels and biographies in an oriental island country, they were also like this, indecisive, the blessing of all people, and the sluts were hypocritical, but they didn't want to give up. The gentle and elegant man in front of him gradually overlapped with them in his figure.

"No matter which one I save first, the other one will be sad, but when I finally let go of my knot and jumped into the water, it was already too late, I only rescued one of my sisters, and watched the other being swept away by the flood."

Xiang Jun lowered his arms and looked at the sky.

Memories are not happy things, and for the sad past, every memory is equivalent to using a knife to re-open the healed wound, revealing the bloody side.

"But there is a question that has been lingering in my heart, whether I saved my sister Nuying or my sister Emhuang. That's why I cast a yin-yang spell on Your Excellency, he is kind-hearted, and he will definitely resolve it for Your Excellency, they practice completely different Yin-Yang Techniques, this is the only way to distinguish them. ”

So this is also the reason why there is a lot of green light on your head, at least one of the many questions of the swordsman is answered by Xiangjun here.

"Mr. Shun, I have a sentence that my mother doesn't know whether to say or not."

"Your Excellency, please speak."

"Madame misses you very much, since the love for them in your heart is impartial, why do you have to care whether it is Nuying or Empress E who stays?"

This is what he has always doubted, and it is also where he disagrees with Xiangjun.

"So, who is my lost love? No matter who I lose, I'm equally devastated, do you understand? ”

The sparkle in his eyes was gone, as if he were a man who had lost his soul. The swordsman watched as Xiang Jun turned around like this, leaving step by step towards the front. He wanted to hold something, but not a word came out of his mouth.

He had a feeling that this was the way to go, and there was no menstruation.

…………

Day after day, day after day, day after day, time passed like this, and the Xiangjun who was similar to himself never appeared in front of him again.

It's like never becoming.

"Whew!"

In the middle of the night, the swordsman rose straight from the bed, and a look of horror still remained on his face.

gasping for breath, he gradually calmed down the depression in his heart, the dream just now was too terrible and real, and he still felt innocent when he recalled it now.

"I'm having nightmares."

Mrs. Xiang's voice was still so eloquent, and she gently took out the silk scarf in her arms and wiped the sweat from her forehead for the swordsman.

The swordsman sniffed lightly at the faint incense coming from the opposite side. These nights, there are all wives by their side, and after pulling out the yin and yang spell, they have never left for the injuries on their bodies, and they have been recuperating with all their hearts.

Suddenly, a light lit up outside the house, and the orange light swaggered, moving quickly towards this place in a red light.

It was a figure holding a torch, and this independent Xiaoxiang Valley was about to turn into a bloody place of death at this time.

"It's the enemy who hunts me down."

For the first time, the swordsman's voice showed a hint of fierceness in this Xiaoxiang Valley.

He stood up and touched the sword at his waist. At this time, a silver fur felt was draped over his body, and Mrs. Xiang leaned into his ear and whispered,

"Childe, rest assured, all the people who come to Xiaoxiang Valley ......

Those who come in can't get out. ”

When the lady went out one step ahead of the swordsman, and the brown maple leaf door in front of him closed without wind, the swordsman lay back on the bed, and inexplicably he believed that the other party could solve these problems.

In a vision he didn't see, the water vapor condensed into ice, which turned into a round one, and sometimes it turned into an ice blade to slice through the enemy's body, and sometimes it turned into liquid, drawing the enemy's blood and turning it into a huge flower on the other side, devouring everything.

Outside the house, in the bamboo forest, the moonlight was dim, and the crows were "croaking" and wandering overhead, as if something was attracting them.

Whether it is "white dew and frost" or "good as water", at this time, they are all in her hands like fingers and handy.

In just a moment, the Xuanmen reopened, and the blood-red sea of flowers on the other side outside was still the same as before, as if it was more delicate than before.

Mrs. Xiang came with a graceful posture and thousands of postures.

"Childe, go to bed."

She put her hands on her lower abdomen, bent her knees slightly under her gaze, and said softly as usual.

Then the dress fell to the ground, concave and exquisite, and it was moving.

…………

"The emperor descended to Beizhu, and his eyes were sorrowful. The autumn wind is curling, and the Dongting is under the rippling leaves. Deng Bai Xue is looking forward to the good times, and the good time is shining, are you leaving? ”

The other side is overseas, in front of the Xiangfei bamboo forest. Mrs. Xiang stroked her sideburns with her hands, and her gaze, which had always been like autumn water, added a touch of other things at this time.

Is it a grudge? Is it sorrow? Still reluctant?

Some boring winds blew through the sea of flowers on the other side, and also blew through the bamboo forest of Xiangfei, but the atmosphere that permeated it did not blow at all.

At this time, the swordsman was as always, wearing a black and purple crown, and his injuries were all recovered. It's just that on the way to part, there are things that must be passed.

"There are only you and me in this Xiaoxiang Valley, don't leave me...... All right? ”

"Ma'am." The swordsman was a little afraid to face the woman in front of him who had been getting along day and night for the past few days, and it was really difficult for him to refuse her invitation, "Time must not be sudden, if it is not for Mrs. to take care of these days, I am afraid that I will already go to Huangquan." ”

"Then stay with me." Mrs. Xiang looked at him, her expression was neither lonely nor lost, as if she had recovered to the Empress E when she first met.

It's another morning, and it's like another night. In this Xiaoxiang Valley, it is only at these two times that you will find something special.

Just like the flowers and leaves of the flowers on the other side, they don't see each other, and they have nowhere to separate.

"Forgive me, there are still some things that must be done, and outside this Xiaoxiang Valley, there are still people waiting for me."

The swordsman made a final joke, slashed through the mess with a quick sword, and then turned away.

But after that, whether it was the blood light flower condensed by water vapor, or the star sword flashing in bright yellow, it was not something that had to be discussed.

…………

Her fingers are soft and slender, faintly scented with stamens.

His lips, his palms,

Gently stroked by her.

Together with his soul, flew over this other shore.