The fairy wind is gentle, stirring up ripples in the lake. The paradise half-hidden in the mountains and rivers of things gradually blew the wind of red dust.

The moon is like a crisp, and the sky is like jade. Twelve luxurious attics stand on the lake, and a ray of divine light flashes, bringing a sigh: "I don't know what to do, go deep, the living can die, and the dead can live." Those who are born and cannot be resurrected, and those who die and cannot be resurrected are not lovely. Alas, it is a calamity, and it is also a fate. ”

"Master, why do you always have a feeling of sadness and sadness recently, this is not like your style, is it related to a few senior sisters as a result of Yarrow Yi's question?" Tong'er, who was feeding the fish by the lake, suddenly asked with wide eyes.

"It's your only junior sister."

Tong'er's eyes widened and she said strangely, "Huh? Is it the junior sister sent by Bai Yunzi's predecessors a year ago? Hey, although her foundation is still shallow and she has been in the beginner for less than a year, her martial arts characteristics are unique, and she should be fine. ”

The red body protection divine light sighed: "The principle of fate, how can it be calculated." ”

……

The hills and mountains are like ocean waves, layered on top of each other, with no end in sight. Under the Jingyi night sky, two figures, one red and one white, galloped in the stars, and the people chasing were anxious, but it was difficult to say why.

And the person who was chased was even more confused, and he didn't know why.

Suddenly, the red figure stopped under a locust tree, as if tired of the game of chasing, more like having made up some kind of determination.

"Is that you? Girl......" Qin Yi, who followed closely, called softly.

Silent, I saw the sword light flowing, and the red-clothed figure turned to attack.

Qin Yi's footsteps were unpredictable, his body was like light smoke, and he walked on the edge of the silent sword. Leaving the cover of the dense fog, the swordsman's swordsmanship in red had become traceable, and it was easy for Qin Yi to deal with it with the body technique he had learned from Qingluo.

Looking at those cold eyes that were as calm as an abyss, Qin Yi became more and more sure of the identity of the red-clothed swordsman, and then said, "Girl, please stop!" ”

But the silent sword blade is getting faster and faster, and it is getting more and more chaotic.

Qin Yi didn't know why the other party reacted like this, but he also understood that if the other party would not stop easily, and the sword path was already chaotic, it would only increase consumption in vain and make no sense if it continued like this.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. The moment he caught the red-clothed swordsman's move, he took the green flame in his palm and stepped up closely, knocking down her weapon. Suddenly, the wind and dust in the four fields subsided, and the world was quiet.

"Girl, it's great to see that you're fine......" When the world suddenly fell silent, Qin Yi found that he didn't have anything to say.

The red-clothed swordsman hesitated for a few breaths before slowly removing his turban.

Although more than half of the green silk has been shaved off, the shoulder-length hanging hair better modifies a delicate face.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar faces in his memory, Qin Yi felt as if he was in a different world. The girl who was originally in her prime, but now she has become jasper, but the youth and innocence of the girl seem to have gone as far away as in the past.

This girl was Hu Xiyue, who was taken to Xinghua Village by Hu Boyang for medical treatment. It can be said that that was the starting point of everything, if it weren't for that incident, Qin Yi might not have left Xinghua Village early to go out.

Qin Yi has a deep impression of Hu Xiyue and Hu Boyang. At that time, because he misunderstood that he gave up his life to exorcise drugs, the meditation recipe that he gave himself also gave some help to a greater or lesser extent in the future.

For a dying person, it can still be like this, Qin Yi feels that even in this turbid rivers and lakes, it is commendable.

It's a pity that creation makes people, and this has been a game from the beginning.

After hearing that their father and daughter had died due to the calculations of Xue Yuehao and others, Qin Yi had a layer of mustard in his heart, although he had never thought about it, but this mustard had always existed.

It is precisely because of this incident that he has never returned to Xinghua Village after he has achieved a little success in martial arts.

At this moment, seeing that Hu Xiyue was safe and sound, Qin Yi couldn't say what it felt.

Maybe in everyday life, this person has long been forgotten, but when everything is presented again, no one can escape.

Frankly speaking, he and Hu Xiyue don't have too deep friendship, and the detoxification is just mutually beneficial.

"You ......" Qin Yi said a thousand words, but he couldn't speak.

Because, no matter what, he can't get around the fact that her father's death is also the driving force.

Admittedly, I didn't know about it at the time, but if I think about it, what if I did? Xue Yuehao and Ge Quanyun have the grace of nurturing and passing on their art to themselves, like a teacher and a father, would they hinder their revenge plan because of the people they met?

The enmity and enmity between the rivers and lakes are not something that can be explained clearly with one mouth.

With a wave of Hu Xiyue's hand, several sword qi flew over the locust tree, and the three words of sword killing were engraved on the trunk.

"The sound of the sword ......" Qin Yi understood, this is her name in the future.

This name is appropriate, maybe this is also the martial arts she is pursuing.

"How have you been doing for more than a year?" Qin Yi asked.

The sword shook his head slightly, still silent.

Qin Yi nodded and said: "Life is a test, whether I want to or not, I must face it." I think you've been through a lot, can you share that with me? ”

The sound of the sword shook his head again, and then pointed at Qin Yi with a cold expression.

Qin Yi said: "Although I was highly poisonous in my body at that time, I had a special physique, and with the meditation technique you left, I actually transformed the toxin, and since then I have embarked on the road of rivers and lakes. ”

Hearing Qin Yi's answer, he sucked in the sound of the sword, retrieved his saber in the air, and then sat down under the locust tree.

Qin Yi also walked over, sat down next to her and said, "Are you trying to ask, why is my martial arts so advanced?" When fate pushes a person to death, in the case of either death or life, people always have to fight for their own survival. What about you? Your skills and swordsmanship have improved too much in a year. ”

Under the locust tree, only Qin Yi's voice was always intermittently raised in the night wind, and the endless mental journey and endless stories were listened to by the girl in the alternation of fiction and reality.

Those who are silent are always silent. Gradually, the speakers began to silence themselves. Desolate hills, only the starry sky as a companion, speechless to confide.

……

In the woods, Qingluo, who was quietly waiting for Qin Yi to come back, suddenly raised her head.

An arrow from outside the sky, breaking through the wind and clouds, as if time and space were transformed, was inserted one foot above Qingluo's head in a blink of an eye.

With a pale face, Qingluo took off a small, longbow-shaped token tied to the arrow.

The token material is special, and the moment Qingluo touches it, she escapes into a wonderful fantasy, and everything in the illusion is exactly what she dreamed of......

After leaving the illusion of consciousness, Qingluo stared blankly at the talisman in her hand, her face tangled.

It took a long time for her to make up her mind, gently put away the amulet, and carved a message into a nearby rock.

"Fake show talent...... You say that my ideals are stupid and naïve. It is also said that people must always have some ideals when they live, and in these rivers and lakes, only superb martial arts can realize their ideals...... So, you can understand my feelings, right? ”

I know that after I go, goodbye may be indefinite, but in life, there are always some things that need to be done and persevered.