Late Autumn Yang retreats from the game.

Liu Yue, who was sleeping on his left side, had just withdrawn from the game, and he said excitedly to Han Ye: "Xiao Ye, do you know that there has been another explosive news in the rivers and lakes recently. ”

Han Ye might have guessed something, he couldn't bear to interrupt his excitement, so he smiled and said, "What happened?" ”

Liu Yue said excitedly and a little excitedly: "Do you know that there is a swordsman in Shuzhong?" I heard that he actually killed the Tianshan swordsman Qiu Nan with a single sword, do you know that Qiu Nan ranked third in the Tianshan Mountains and ranked in the top ten in Shuzhong swordsmanship, which is by no means a waste of fame. And this man used a sword! Only one sword! ”

Of course, Han Ye knew that Liu Yue didn't know that person was himself, and he didn't want to disturb his interest, so he deliberately pretended to be shocked and said, "Really? Who is this person? It's so powerful that he killed Qiu Nan with just one sword? ”

At this time, Li Tian and Wang Hai, who were playing basketball in the playground in the dormitory, also came back, and the two of them heard their conversation from outside the dormitory, so they came over and said, "You're not kidding, are you?" Who can kill Qiu Nan with one sword? Unless it's a right-handed sword, I still believe it. ”

Liu Yue saw that everyone didn't know the news, so he deliberately sold a pass, pretending to be unfathomable, and said: "Really, our Songshan faction's Ah Kong saw it with his own eyes when he was doing a task in Shuzhong, and he also listened to the words of the old turtle of the Great Compassion Temple, and bought a bet of 10,000 taels, betting that the person would kill Qiu Nan within five swords!" As a result, he won a million, that kid really took shit luck, came back and invited a few of our good brothers to have a big meal, and spent 50,000 taels to buy me a sword with the texture of Tangmen fine iron from Shuzhong. The sword was sharp, large, and light. The most important sword speed has been increased by two points. If you think about it, the swordsmanship of our Songshan faction is all open and close, and they take a fierce road. So the weapons are all bulky and the shots are very slow. The sword he bought me this time was not only huge, but more importantly light. And the speed of the sword technique has been increased by two points, and I won't care about my shooting speed. Haha, wait for the next time we meet, you guys wait to be abused by me. ”

After hearing this, several of them all opened their mouths wide, and they were more envious, jealous and hateful, and shouted one by one for Liu Yue to invite them to dinner.

Liu Yue regretted it after saying it, because he was destined to be hemorrhaged this time. He couldn't help but pat his mouth lightly, secretly blaming himself for talking too much.

Wang Hai suddenly asked, "Brother Yue, after all that, you haven't told us who the person who killed Qiu Nan with one sword is?" ”

Liu Yue said: "The Sunset Divine Sword comes from the Sunset Divine Sword in Baiyun City outside the Yumen Pass. He actually stepped into the Jade Gate Pass! ”

"Huh? So that's the case, there are only ten disciples in Baiyun City, and Ye Gucheng's requirements for accepting apprentices are extremely high. Ordinary people Ye Gucheng don't look at it at all, he likes people with excellent roots, intelligence and wisdom. Therefore, Tianya Game has been open for more than two years, and only a few disciples have been accepted in Baiyun City.

Han Ye didn't expect that they would think of themselves as the Divine Sword Sunset, and he couldn't help but feel funny.

"Brother Yue, I see, then we will all rely on you to take care of it, let's go eat." Li Tian said with a grin.

Watching the few of them walk out, Han Ye smiled and said to them, "Go eat, I have something to do." I'm really sorry. I'm done with the business in the evening, and I'll invite you to dinner. ”

"Xiao Ye, what can't you wait, you have to do it at dinner at night." Liu Yue asked.

Han Ye smiled bitterly: "It's a very important matter, really." Next time. After speaking, Han Ye hurriedly walked out.

"Okay, if you need your brother's help, say yes." Li Tian said to Han Ye.

Han Ye smiled and said, "Got it, you guys have a good time." With that, he hurriedly disappeared into the hallway.

Liu Yue looked at Han Ye's back and said, "I always think Xiao Ye is weird now." As if there was something in my heart. ”

Li Tian suddenly laughed evilly: "He won't fall in love with other girls, right?" ”

Wang Hai shook his head and said, "How come? He has been living with us for two years, how can a girl who is really in love escape my eyes? ”

"Look at your cow, I can see a cow floating in the sky."

There was another burst of laughter in the hallway.

It's still summer in the game, but the reality is snowy.

Han Ye never expected it to snow today, this is the first snow day this year, and he likes to watch the snow scene.

Because the snow is cold, the snow is lonely, and the snow is lonely.

The snow is beautiful!

In a short time, the city was covered in silver, crystal clear, like a beautifully carved ice sculpture.

It was dusk, there were few pedestrians on the road, and not many people liked to brave the heavy snow.

They can't stand the loneliness and the cold.

At this time, two dead leaves fell from the tree, and the big tree completely became a dead branch and a thick pole.

Han Ye's mood couldn't help but tremble, the leaves were brilliant, green and purple, it made and decorated everything for the big tree, and in the end it still couldn't escape the fate of being yellowed and withered.

So the leaves are of course also lonely and lonely.

This situation is so imaginary.

He suddenly thought of the snow in the game.

It was the second year in the game and the first snow in the second year in the game.

There is a lonely mountain in Baiyun City outside the Yumen Pass.

The lonely mountain is barren and cold.

The dead branches of the willow trees are independent and clean, and even the few leaves are crumbling in the wind and snow.

At the end of autumn, the sun quietly watched the sunset over the long river in the distance.

On a snowy day, the snow was pervasive, and there was no sunset at all, let alone a red afterglow.

But the late autumn sun is still quietly watching.

He likes to stand here and watch the sunset, watch the last afterglow, and feel the last moments of nature pass away in his eyes.

He was used to this vastness and loneliness.

Just then, two leaves fell from the tree.

At the end of autumn, the sun could hear the sound of the leaves falling, but he didn't hear the sound of the leaves falling to the ground.

Suddenly, he turned around, and saw a man.

White as snow. I don't know if the snow drifted on his clothes and dyed them white, or if his clothes were just like snow, unstained.

His face was grim, and his eyes were as ruthless and indifferent as falling leaves.

The clothes of the late autumn sun are pitch black.

His robes were black, his cloak was black, his trousers were black, and even his boots and sword were black.

Except for one of his hands and a fairer face.

But this man has snow-white boots, snow-white robes, snow-white cloaks, snow-white trousers, and even the hilt of the scabbard is shining with silver.

Aren't black and white the limits of color?

They all know that the other party must be as simple as themselves, and even choosing the color of their clothes is so simple.

But Qiu Suyang knew that this person was by no means simple, he intersected with his eyes, and when they dissolved, a string of sparks appeared.

They all watched each other in every detail, for fear of missing a point.

Because this point can be fatal!

At the end of autumn, Yang suddenly saw two leaves in the hands of the man in white, and the leaves did fall, but they fell into the hands of the man in white.

He asked in a deep voice, "You like leaves too?" ”

The man in white didn't expect that the late autumn sun would suddenly speak, because no matter who spoke first, the momentum would always drop by a point. There was no trace of luck and joy in his heart, he just said flatly: "I like the obscurity of the leaves, and I prefer the silence and loneliness of the leaves." ”

At the end of autumn, Yang's heart was shocked, and he said: "Indeed, there is nothing in the world that is more lonely and lonely than leaves, and loneliness is silence when there are many people." ”

The man in white was secretly frightened in his heart, and his heart was surging, because he knew that the person in front of him was undoubtedly the biggest opponent he had encountered in his life. His eyes and countenance were unwavering, as calm as a mirror, and he said, "Maybe there is snow." The snow is cold, the snow is quiet, the snow is lonely, and the snow is even more vast! ”

At the end of autumn, Yang's heart trembled again, indeed, what could be more lonely and vast than falling snow?

"You like snow?" Autumn Yang asked.

The man in white nodded, and he continued: "I like to listen to the sound of falling snow in the snow, fluttering, and it has melted when you catch the palm of your hand." Do you know why snow melts when you float on your hands? ”

At the end of autumn, Yang said: "Because the snow is cold, and the palms of the hands are hot." It will only be accepted by the snow, which will become thicker and thicker. ”

The man in white actually nodded, and he said flatly: "Indeed, it will still be accepted by a cold object, it is a cold and lonely object." Snowflakes that fall on the sword will never melt. Because the sword is also cold! ”

At the end of autumn, Yang's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the essence of his eyes suddenly appeared, staring straight at the sword in the hand of the man in white.

The silver-white hilt, the silver-white scabbard, the hilt is engraved with a leaf, and the scabbard is engraved with a snowflake.

The leaves and snowflakes are not big, but the late autumn sun looks carefully and completely.

He didn't dare to leave anything out, because any omission would be fatal!

Aren't leaves and snowflakes the limit of loneliness? Isn't this sword like a leaf and a snowflake?

Cold sweat has already appeared on Yang's face at the end of autumn.

This is by no means an ordinary sword!

His hand couldn't help but tremble, what more could he ask for if he could fight with such a sword? What does it matter if you die in battle?

His sword trembled with his hand, but it was never the best chance to draw it!

His heart has moved, and it is no longer unwavering, so his hands will not be steady.

The man in white said: "I came to Baiyun City to compete with swords, a swordsman who doesn't compete with swords, but goes to do other things is not worthy of being called a swordsman!" Because he is not sincere with the sword. How can a swordsman who is not sincere with his sword be a good swordsman? ”

"Indeed!" Autumn Yang said calmly. His head had turned back to the western sky, not the man in white.

Sunset!

There is no sunset on a snowy day! But the sunset in the heart of the late autumn sun is still there, and the afterglow is still brilliant!

With his eyes closed, he could think of the afterglow of the sunset, the color of the sunset!

Blood red! Red as blood!

Do you have to shed blood to draw your sword?

The man in white suddenly felt an invisible pressure spread over this mountain cliff, and he couldn't breathe!

This pressure is not from the hand and sword of the late autumn sun! It's from the Western Heavens!