Chapter 476: The Past Follows the Wind

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Wu Ruotang is not a cold-blooded person, on the contrary, he is easily moved! Although it can be said that he is not in the same sky with Simon Thorn, the hatred is as deep as the sea! But when he saw his life-and-death love with Yue Chengcheng, he was still shaken at that moment! After hesitating for a moment, he finally decided to help the pair of hard-working mandarin ducks, no matter how Simon Thorn had hurt himself! Just rush to them for this earth-moving love!

For Wu Ruotang's generosity and chivalry of smiling and grudging, Yue Chengcheng is also quite grateful in his heart!

"Not anymore! In the future, the rivers and lakes will be your world. When Wu Ruotang praised Yue Tingcheng as a swordsman, Yue Tingcheng, who was in an extremely happy mood, smiled, took out a sword book from his arms, and handed it to Wu Ruotang: "Take it." ”

"Allure Sword Technique?" Wu Ruotang looked at it and knew that this was the swordsmanship that Yue Allure had conquered the world and relied on to become famous, but he still shook his head and said: "Senior Yue, you know, I am a swordsman!" I don't make a sword! ”

"Take it, I don't want to owe you a favor before I die." Yue Chengcheng did not allow Wu Ruotang to refute, and said categorically.

Wu Ruotang sighed, thinking of Jinse's incense, maybe she would use it, so she reluctantly took the sword book and held it in her arms.

At dawn, a flying star suddenly streaked across the sky.

From the mountain breeze blowing in his face, Wu Ruotang vaguely heard the piercing whisper of Yue Chengcheng at the west gate.

"Look, Flying Star, in the west, in the sky where we were in love that night."

"It's hard for you to remember. Over the years, have you counted how many meteors there are in the West? ”

"Shooting stars in the West? I counted them every night for three years, and there were 8,467 in all. ”

"You! It's always so confused, you have a few seven, it should be eight thousand four hundred and seventy-four. ”

"It must have been that night that I picked up the Taihang cottage, and there were seven of them."

"Excuses."

"Shooting stars?" Wu Ruotang looked at the two people who were fighting, which looked like the overlord of the party who had stomped his feet, and the whole infinity was trembling! I couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then thought to myself.

He also once one night, trying to look at the sky. Hope to be able to see a nice shooting star. His companions waited with him for an hour, but they couldn't hold on and ran home. And he stubbornly stayed under the stars, enduring the loneliness and cold. I waited silently until two hours later, when I saw a meteor twinkling across the sky.

Since then, he never wants to stay up all night watching shooting stars.

People who can see meteors should be very lonely!

For three years. How lonely it is for people who see shooting stars every night!

Is this ocean-like loneliness just for a promise of the sea and the mountains?

Life is the same, death is the same hole! I hope the two of them can be happy and spend the rest of their lives happily!

On the top of Huashan, there are dozens of new graves.

More than 30 well-known Baidao masters, and more than 30 martial arts heroes in fresh clothes and angry horses, all of them were buried on the steep and beautiful Huashan Mountain.

Among them, it also includes the son of the Nangong family of the mighty rivers and lakes, Nangong Jun.

recalled that he and Nangong Jun knew each other. Wu Ruotang suddenly felt a sense of loss. Although he didn't have a good impression of him at first, after a few contacts, he found that although Nangong Jun was born noble and developed some arrogant habits, he was absolutely unambiguous on the issue of right and wrong! There is no lack of enthusiasm and a sense of justice! For the peace of the rivers and lakes, he has dedicated his young and precious life, he is a hero, a well-deserved hero!

Under the surging heart, Wu Ruotang specially found a boulder and used the alluring sword left by Yue Chengcheng that sharpened iron like clay. Struggled to carve out several lines of large letters.

"Nangong Jun, the son of martial arts, together with Suzhou Tiger Hill Zhuang Yu Jianchun and Yu Jianping~~~~~~~ killing the world's number one killer is here. Although the heroic soul is gone, Dan's heart lives on. Survive the rest of the son, crying blood and crying! ”

Wu Ruotang slashed a moment. Written solemnly and seriously!

The people in Baidao who survived the battle of the cliff silently looked at the stone tablet written by Wu Ruotang, and there were many thoughts in their hearts.

"If there were more masters, there wouldn't have been so many deaths." A young disciple of the Kongtong Sect suddenly said bitterly.

The crowd was gloomy.

Originally, for the sake of insurance, Zhao Min invited many senior masters with strong martial arts on the rivers and lakes. But these people are either obsessed with the divine order and can't get out, or they are busy competing for the ranking on the world's first record, or they disdain to be in the company of everyone. Didn't come.

Jianghu justice, not everyone puts it first.

"Is the Ruthless Hall Master dead or alive?" Someone asked.

"Of course it's dead, don't you hear? She has taken more than 100 kinds of poisons, and now she is in a state of flux, and she will definitely die. A young disciple said quite relaxedly! As soon as the ruthless hall master dies, I believe that the entire rivers and lakes will be much calmer!

As soon as the words fell, someone immediately said: "If you want me to say, if it weren't for Wu Gongzi's knife, she wouldn't have died!" ”

Immediately, some people were not happy! "Otherwise, you can't say that, Brother Zhang Wuji and Brother Fengxing Gale slashed her with one palm and two shots, so it was a trick that really killed her."

People talk a lot, some people say so! Naturally, some people say that!

"If you want me to say, it was Song Qingshu, Song Gongzi's magic arrow finally laid the victory." A disciple of Wudang said in a loud voice.

"Actually, we all contributed a lot, and several of my senior brothers died in battle." A martial arts disciple said with a gloomy expression.

"Uncle Zai Xia also drove to the west, and there are a lot of forces sent by us!" In the crowd, some people had red eyes.

The crowd began to talk in a whisper, and many young people who did not know the taste of sorrow had forgotten the death of their comrades-in-arms and began to argue about the heroes of this battle.

Wu Ruotang smiled bitterly, picked up the Qingfeng Sword left by the Ruthless Hall Master, and came to the edge of the cliff.

"Xiaotang!" "Brother Wu! What happened to you? What's uncomfortable? Hong Sixue, Zhang Wuji and Song Qingshu saw Wu Ruotang's rather strange appearance and asked out loud together.

Wu Ruotang smiled at everyone, indicating that he was not abnormal, then shook his head, and suddenly shook his hands, and the Alluring Sword of the Alluring City and the Qingfeng Sword of the Ruthless Hall Master turned into two flying rainbows, swaying and falling down the cliff.

"Xiaotang, what are you doing here, these are two peerless swords!" Jin Se Mixiang came to Wu Ruotang's side and asked softly. There is a lot of confusion between the eyebrows!

"Senior Yue and the Ruthless Hall Master Ximen will probably die here after being stabbed for ten days, so let these two swords wait for them first! Let's end the grudge between us and Simon Thorn! There's no need to be so entangled! Wu Ruotang looked at the steep peaks in the distance of Huashan and said abruptly. (To be continued.) )