If Xie Mingjin was here, it is estimated that in order to prevent her news here from being exposed, she would not send someone to inquire about the news outside, so she deliberately brought the news here.

But there is no intention of mocking and coercing Xie Yuan's situation.

"She is her, Xie Yuan is Xie Yuan."

Chu Lanai only recently had such an idea, not that she had to let Xie Mingjin know, but that she felt that this was also a kind of growth.

She had no intention of hiding it, but... It doesn't seem to make much sense anymore.

Before Pear could say anything, she was startled and turned her head to look at the hanging bell in the backyard in the direction of the Secret Pavilion.

The bell rang and mourning rang.

"There are people who make me feel sorry for the white-clothed Jian Xuelou... Passed away. ”

Surprised, Chu Lanai was suspicious for the first time, so she subconsciously observed the pear's expression, but she was stunned, because she saw the boundless loneliness.

She herself was stunned for a long time.

Xie Mingjin, is he really dead?

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Chu Lanai knew that she could go back to the white-clothed Sword Snow Tower, but she couldn't approach the secret pavilion in the building in person, her identity was sensitive after all, especially at this time.

For the sake of her father and daughter, and for the sake of avoiding suspicion in the white-clothed Jian Xuelou, in order to prevent future troubles, she must go and hide as she came.

So she stood in the pavilion for a while, hesitated for a long time, and didn't approach the secret pavilion after all, firstly, because she did not have the confidence to let the landlord agree to her to enter, and secondly, she also knew that she had nothing to do with Xie Mingjin, and she did not have that position.

After a moment of silence, she picked up her sword and bent down in the direction of the Secret Pavilion, a sentence in her heart.

If you are not Xie Yuan's daughter, if you and I have already known each other, you may become confidants.

But where are there so many ifs in this world?

She sighed and turned to go down the mountain.

Pear looked at the spot for a while, and saw the landlord who came out in blood.

But I didn't see Xie Mingjin.

Pear stood in place, watching Peony and the others standing at the door and not daring to step further, but the bloody qi inside the door surged, forcing back the ice and snow qi at the top of this mountain.

The light and fire in the room were dim, like twilight, like mourning.

She suddenly remembered a sentence - if a person really does what he can't do, it is pain if he can't do it, and it is even deeper pain if he has to do it.

Had to go?

Could it be that at that time, Xie Mingjin had no desire to survive?

So she will die!

Pear thinks that her master is a master of the piano and sword, and he is a person who can look at the beauty of the snow and think about the boundlessness of the world, and his temperament is not stained with smoke and dust, but when he is dyed with blood, he has a little more fireworks.

Her brow furrowed, as if she was embarrassed by something.

"Master." The pear came up and saluted.

The code name of this generation of white-clothed landlords is Qin, and when she was trained in the world, outsiders called her Qin Baiyi.

Qin Baiyi looked at the pear, as if she was talking to herself, as if she was in a trance, "I always feel that she is a little familiar." ”

"Master has seen her before?"

"I don't know, maybe I've seen her mother, but maybe I've seen her when she was young... It's a baby. ”

Babies are indistinguishable from present, unless there are obvious signs, or... Physique?

Martial arts people actually recognize people with their roots.

The pear was so keen, she noticed it, and before she asked, Qin Baiyi leaned against the pillar and sighed lightly.

"Butterflies love flowers... It turned out that there were two generations of roots and seedlings of the unity of heaven and man, but they were all destroyed, and the people behind this were so poisonous. ”

"No wonder Jane Wuya can't bear to kill her.... It's strange, Jian Wuya, how do I think I've heard it somewhere. ”

"Also, it seems that someone carried her to the building for help."

If it were an ordinary person muttering to herself, and her words were so erratic, others would definitely think that this person was a demented person, but she would not give people such a feeling.

She is sober and calm, icy and clear, but confused, and does not shy away from her confusion.

faintly thoughtful, looking at the snow shallowly and sighing, never mentioning the deceased people in the house.

The pear was stunned at first, then calmed down, and asked, "Do you want to ask the master?" ”

"No, I didn't have enough heat at the time, that person asked for your ancestor, but unfortunately, your ancestor could only renew the kite for the first time at that time, but he couldn't complete the broken keel on the kite, but he didn't expect her to fly for so long and so far."

"Today, it's the second time."

Pear thought, the latter words are not - unfortunately failed.

Through the open door, Peony finally mustered up the courage to enter, and after a while, everyone outside heard suppressed cries.

The pear didn't like such a farewell, paused, picked up the sword and walked out, and suddenly saw the cliff platform outside the secluded court, there was a layer of wheelchair rut marks on the snow layer, which had originally rolled to the brown and black earth, revealing the grass stalks that had fallen in autumn, but was covered by a layer of soft white snow.

In a trance, you can also see a weak woman who was in a wheelchair three days ago with her back to others, but faced the cliff and the sea of snow crying lonely.

But so what.

Time, after all, will cover everything.

"Red dust and fireworks, hurried world."

She said in a low voice, picked up the sword, looked at the new sword, she was used to it for a while, after all, she thought about the old sword that was given by the elders of the sect when she was young, and the sword was broken, and her heart was broken.

But... Constantly not standing.

The fingers pushed slightly, the hilt of the sword pushed, and a snowflake fell, revealing a new blade underneath when it melted, and the sword emblem on the blade was tattooed - melted white.

"Intermittent generations, the years melt white, and you can see the spring sunshine."

At that moment, the heart of the sword path that was defeated by the Fei Martial Arts finally had an epiphany.

A piece of light.

And this day is also the last snow of the year.

After all, it did not become a snow disaster.

It was also the end of the year, before the Spring Festival, that the long-term party struggle in the imperial court was officially torn to the surface.

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Four years later, Dongwu Prefecture in the south of Zhaoguo, Dongwu Prefecture is the largest state province in Zhaoguo, with a vast territory and rich terroir.

But just like the country, as the years go by, there will be ups and downs, and it has also peaked and bottomed, but it is still flourishing again like a little vitality after the prairie fires.

"Fourteen years ago, the martial arts broke off, four years ago, the martial arts since the Qilian Mountain butterfly love flower resurgence leader, a hundred schools of thought, a hundred sects of power, my martial arts finally flourished again, but its prosperity is not a single branch, the troubled times produce heroes, if it is not for the rebellion of the great wilderness in the northwest frontier, if it is not for the seven southeastern provinces of the evil way of the Zhongxing, the imperial court will not let us grow again, speaking of which, it can be regarded as impermanence."

A boat docked at the shore dock of Taiyi City, the state capital, and several characters dressed as martial arts people on board, one of whom probably had some experience, and gave some martial arts information to the junior disciples.

"A few days ago, I also saw the people of Snow Eagle Fort and Daoling Fort fighting at the Streamer Rain Waterfall a few days ago, so lively."

"Although Sanzhuang has been in power for many years, it has always been discordant, but why did it suddenly fight?"

The person who asked was very interested in gossiping, and the older one didn't stop him.

There are many disputes between right and wrong.

"Hey, isn't it four years ago that Snow Eagle Fort was mixed with cult spies, then Mo Rang and Lin Su brought back the news, the fort thoroughly investigated, caught several moles, but also escaped some, this made the news leak, Daoling Fort must not seize the opportunity to bury it, three years ago at the birthday banquet of the boxing sect Zhang Feng's seniors, he said that the Snow Eagle Fort was not strict in governing the family, mixed into the cult traitors, and endangered the martial arts, so he should apologize, and the Snow Eagle Fort had a big face, and he almost made a fuss on the spot, and was suppressed by the old Zhang seniors. But as soon as I went out, there was a fight, this fight was several, all of them were small-scale, until five days ago, the Sword Sect Xu Ye released the wind and said that he was going to practice sword training at the Flowing Light Rain Waterfall in the near future, and many sect disciples went, and in order to occupy a position, there was a battle of words, and as a result, more than a dozen disciples on both sides of the people were in full swing, and now they refused to back down, and more and more disciples from Zhuangbao on both sides participated in the past, occupying the confrontation between the two places. ”