ff37; u85c0f; 8bf4; 66f4; 65b0; 6700; 5feb; 5c0f; 8bf4; 9605; 8bfb; 7f51; Purple Shirt poured wine for Yiyun and reminded her, although she didn't know that Yiyun would remember that sentence for a little longer. ,!

"What did you just say?" Yi Yun's confused expression made Zi Shan just couldn't help laughing, she also covered her mouth, she couldn't stop laughing, and finally squeezed out an intermittent sentence. "I didn't ...... What the...... Hoo! ”

Yi Yun didn't ask anymore and continued to eat the food on the plate. Zi Shirt didn't try to repeat it again, because after a few months of getting along, Zi Shirt had already discovered that if Yi Yun heard something that she forgot immediately, even if she said it ten times, the length of time she remembered would not exceed half an hour.

The chopsticks in Yiyun's hand froze, he looked at the purple shirt very seriously, stared at it for a long time, and then popped out of his mouth. "You look familiar."

Purple Shirt sighed, and Yi Yun forgot again. This is something she has emphasized over and over again, many, many times. Slowly, Yi Yun remembered for longer and longer, and this time she remembered eleven hours and a quarter of an hour. "I'm your wife, Purple Shirt."

"I remember, this is my home." With the chopsticks in Yiyun's hand, she continued to pick up a piece of beef. Zi Shan found that although Yi Yun's memory was wrong, and his memory was like when his selfless artistic conception was first formed, he still habitually ate his favorite dishes in the past, and drank his favorite ethereal and traceless wine, and he still habitually kept self-cultivation, sword dancing to exercise the actual attribute value, and occasionally, from time to time, it was unpredictable to pop up some words about someone in the past. "How long has it been since we've been to see Xiao Lin?"

"It's been six months."

"I remember it was half a month, half a month ago, she just made you a pale green skirt......" Yi Yun said, Zi Yi listened, nodding again and again. Yes, yes, I misremembered, it was half a month. Yi Yun said, that was hundreds of years ago, and the purple shirt still remembers the skirt. Because it's a skirt that I like very much because I haven't worn it enough, I accidentally damaged it. But she didn't correct it, because she had tried it a long time ago, and it wouldn't have any effect, it would only make Yi Yun confused and ponder, but in the end she couldn't think of the result, but even this limited and suddenly remembered thing was forgotten because of the conflict.

"The Holy Lord of Enlightenment, the Deputy Holy Lord has returned." The attendant reported it shortly after. Another attendant had already walked over with Bucun and Xiaojian in the distance. There is not a white robe, and his steps are light and fluttering, as if he is stepping on the void.

Yi Yun watched, frowning slightly as he and Xiaojian sat down, with confusion in his tone. "I remember, your light skills in the past were not so high."

"I can't imagine that you still remember me, Yiyun, I haven't seen you for many years...... looking at Yiyun in front of me, I can't be evoked, and I have forgotten the memory for a long, long time...... This purple shadow has become a symbol of deep purple on the rivers and lakes, in the hearts of many people who know Yiyun. When I think of him, I think of the silence that shines through his deep purple. But all the masters in the rivers and lakes. It is inevitable that they have experienced ups and downs, as well as countless dangerous changes, but in the rivers and lakes, people who are as famous as Yiyun but have suffered countless hardships like him, except for him, there is only Xiaoyun Xi.

Many years ago. Many people say that Yiyun and Xi'er fell into the eighteenth layer of hell is a good result. Otherwise sooner or later they will be swallowed up by the torrent of time, then. When the new internal law was popularized, the speed flow was reduced to a garbage route that no one cultivated, which was completely incompatible with the martial arts of the new internal law era. When I drank and ate with some old rivers and lakes of Tianmeng, there were always people at the wine table who mentioned Yiyun and Xiaoyunxi. There are always people who say, "If the legends of justice and the legends of killing are still in the rivers and lakes, they will be the characters of the lower ninth rate in the new internal law era!" It doesn't matter if they can't get out of the eighteenth layer of hell, they can become legends forever......"

On topics like these, you don't always choose to be silent. There are always too many people in the rivers and lakes who are complacent because of the progress in some aspects, thinking that they have broken through the Nine Heavens and ascended to the sky in one step. Even many old rivers and lakes are no exception, as if the rivers and lakes are static, only they are in motion. It seems that they have forgotten one thing at that time, and it is the people, not the martial arts, that have always decided the strength and weakness. There are many brilliant and dazzling new stars in martial arts, but they can bloom for a moment, and then sink quickly.

Yiyun and Xi'er performed a miracle and left the eighteen layers of hell.

At that time, it was impossible to say whether it was joy or worry. Yi Yun has never been Xiaojian's friend, and they are destined to be difficult not to become opponents in different ways, in such rivers and lakes, each has its own way, and no one will give up their own way for others. Because those who give up are bound to become dependent on others.

The past, the selflessness...... Once, it was Yiyun who guided Bucun to step into the artistic conception and step into the artistic conception of selflessness, and she understood the wordless silence of the artistic conception of selflessness. So in the end, she tried everything to get rid of the selfless mood. That's because, because Yi Yun is the guide she steps into the artistic conception, forcing her to forget, involuntarily thinking about Yi Yun as the guide, longing to get close, eager to stay by his side.

But that was all in the past, a long way ago, more than 300 years ago......

"After all these years, I should always improve." Without smiling, he poured wine into the wine glass, and the wine fell into the glass drop by drop. It didn't look like he was pouring wine, and it was only because the memories were too long, so he poured it like this. The last drop finally filled the glass.

Yi Yun's gaze fell on Xiao Jian's face, and in the confused gaze, he was confused for a long time. "Why do I want to kill you?"

"Because we know." The little sword held the unfilled wine glass and drank it dry. Yi Yun looked at him motionlessly, not picking up the wine glass in front of him. "Why don't I want to drink with you at all, do we have a grudge?"

"Nope."

Silence, silence for a moment, Yi Yun's gaze was still confused, and her tone became dazed and empty. "What did we just say?"

"Nope." Little Sword was still drinking alone. Purple Shirt grinned and picked up the conversation. "Xiaojian is my brother, you know each other, and you used to know each other very well."

Yi Yun was silent, he couldn't remember, he just felt that Xiaojian was very familiar, and he just felt that when he saw him, he wanted to kill him.

Xiao Jian stood up and said to Zi Shirt in an indifferent tone, "You should be willing sooner." ”

"Don't be embarrassed!" Purple shirt pouted, with a stubborn attitude that would never accept Xiaojian's suggestion. Xiao Jian didn't persuade him to say anything, and Bucun followed him to stand up. Just as they turned around, Yiyun suddenly moved.

The dark purple northfall purple sky came out of the sheath like lightning, and in an instant, it slashed through the void, and Yi Yun stepped on the edge of the tabletop, and even the person with the sword, and flew towards the back of the little sword! The cloud-like energy spread out with the palm that did not exist, filling the back of the little sword, and the dark purple sword light pierced into the scattered cloud energy. At the same time that the power on the sword pierced into the flowing clouds, in an instant, it was absorbed by the clouds and mist, dispersed, and uncontrollably separated from the sword body, and those clouds and mist doubled and diffused in an instant.

The power on the Beiluo Zixiao Sword suddenly disappeared, and at the same time, the clouds and mist that spread out caused all the qi that was subsequently poured into the arm holding the sword behind Yiyun's long sword to be absorbed and dispersed into countless tiny pieces of energy light mist that were combined with the clouds and mist.

At the same time as Yi Yun took out the sword, the little sword turned into a shadow in an instant, and the already weak sword only penetrated the phantom of the little sword...... When the many phantoms were united, the person with the little sword stood next to the Beiluo Zixiao Sword, three zhang away, looking at Yi Yun with an indifferent expression. The clouds formed by the fluttering clouds scattered with the sleeves of the purple shirt. Bucun smiled, but didn't look back. "After so many years, you haven't changed, don't you think this kind of sneak attack is shameful?"

"I remember, the sword that kills, you don't need to say hello." The Beiluo Zixiao Sword slowly entered the sheath, and Yi Yun confusedly recalled the fluttering cloud energy created when he didn't save his palm a moment ago, which was what he had seen, no less than the magic of the eighteen drops of clothes, and the unique and extremely powerful strength of actual combat. This is not existing, even if there is only the reputation of the undefeated legendary lady in the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years, no one has witnessed her fighting with people for many years, many years, but if she does not exist, she has never let go of her martial arts, but there are not many situations on the rivers and lakes that are worthy of her personal action.

"Yiyun, still blindly pursuing the speed of the sword, how far can your sword go? Didn't the eighteen dips make you understand that the countless updates and changes in Jianghu martial arts have made Jianghu martial arts out of the primitive stage of the past? It has only been a few decades since the birth of multiple sword powers, and many masters have been able to cope with or even crack them. Blindly fast can't deal with the huge gap in martial arts, you don't really plan to wait until you successfully fuse the sword code before fighting the Western Heaven Bliss head-on, right? "Don't say it, as if I don't feel that it will be superfluous to say too much to Yiyun in this state now, as if I am not worried that he will not be able to remember these words at all." The Western Bliss will not make us wait until that day, nor will the Buddha's light shine. ”

The little sword was already gone, so he chased after him.

Don't worry that Yiyun will forget, because you don't know self, you know Xi'er better, Xi'er is like this, in the long years, always in the self-forgetful artistic conception between sobriety and confusion. Many years ago, I didn't understand why, but I just knew that if anyone thought that Xi'er in that state was a madman and could be killed easily, then that person would die faster than anyone else.

Many years later, I don't know that it is not because Xi'er has never left the primary state of self-forgetfulness, but it is just a way for Xi'er to choose to fight against self-forgetfulness in a long time, which will inevitably accumulate anti-heart demons. The accumulation of demons is so strong that it affects the artistic conception, because there are too many emotional conflicts of squeezing, and if you are always forgetting, you will naturally not accumulate too many demons.

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