"Yan'er, live."

"Senior brother! Senior Brother ......"

This is the thirty-second time I have seen him die in front of me. I thought that as time went by, one day I would get used to him dying in front of me, but even now watching him die in front of me again, there is still a painful feeling, that heartache. I couldn't hold back the tears and kept falling again.

It's all my fault, it's all my fault. Why didn't I realize that any grievances and grievances and righteous deeds were just empty after all.

At the end of the day, I lost the person who was most important to me.

From the moment I first saw him die in front of me, I remember screaming incessantly, and finally my soul seemed to hear my voice, and I kept going back to the day we first met, even if nothing could change in the end, even if I couldn't do anything but follow the memory and make the same decision as before, even if I watched him die for me again.

Again and again, again and again, it tore my heart open and pulled out my most painful parts repeatedly.

As long as I can see him, as long as I can see him again, then I am willing to stay here, even if it is all fake.

The rain was pouring down, and he pushed me away again to meet the light of the swords, and he did not flinch in the face of the crowd, he wanted me to escape. And I watched his back from behind him, he was holding a long sword, and his snow-white clothes were dyed blood-red. Then he said in a small voice, "Yan'er, live." ”

I hear you.

I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream, I wanted to go over and hug him, I couldn't do it. I didn't even have time to say goodbye to him, and all of a sudden, I was pulled back to the day I first entered the sect, just like before.

The heart is very uncomfortable. But I can't change what happened in the past, because if I do, even this long illusion will disappear.

Just think I'm cowardly, I don't want that. I don't want to go back to the story of that brother who died to save me.

There was a lot of rain on the day my senior brother died, and the day I first entered the sect was a bright sunny day, and all of a sudden I was faced with the rising sun, and my eyes couldn't get used to it, I only felt that the sun was a little dazzling, and I felt that it was okay to come back.

I was picked up by Master from a wood. At that time, my father and mother were stabbed twice by robbers in order to protect me, I ran frantically, and met Master in that wood, I begged him to save my father and mother, and finally Master killed those robbers, and when I went back, my father and mother only had one breath left, and they begged Master to take care of me. After losing my father and mother, I was helpless, so Master decided to bring me back to the Sword Sect, when I was only eight years old.

At first, I only thought that the master was a strange little old man, obviously his eyes were not blind but his eyes were always closed, the sword on his body was also rusty, and he was sloppy with a small wine gourd, and he hummed twice from time to time.

At that time, I asked him, "Master, where are we going?" The master said, "Go to the Sword Sect." ”

In fact, the name of the Sword Sect sounds powerful, but it is just a third-rate sect in Bashu, located in the mountains and wilderness, and there are villages and households under the mountains. It is precisely because it is a small sect that there is less awe of those people in the village, and when they pass by, those grandparents also greet the master, "Xiao Xue is back?" "Master should do the same.

I really like the atmosphere.

After passing through this village, climb up the stairs and climb the high mountain step by step, the top of the mountain is the Sword Sect. The sect is not how big it is, and it is definitely not how small it is, but when you walk into the sect, you can see a person in white clothes taking the lead in sword practice in the square of the sect, and there are a lot of people behind him.

Almost, almost in tears. He is Ling Hanfeng, and he is also my senior brother. He is the most important and important person to me.

"Cold wind!" Master slammed his mouth and shouted, "Come here!" Come here! ”

I watched my brother hurriedly run over and ask, "What's wrong with Master?" I'm taking them to sword practice. ”

I looked at him, and I could even see the sweat on his forehead.

The master waved his hand, "What is there to bring, can't they just practice by themselves?" He pointed at me again, "This is the little girl I picked up, what's it called?" ”

"I'm Su Yan."

"Yes, yes, Su Yan. You tell her the rules of the sect, isn't that who still lives in a room alone? Let's put her with that one. I'll hand over this little girl to you. I'm going to drink, old man. The master carried the small rope of the wine gourd and threw the wine gourd on his shoulder, "Old man, I want to drink, one go, one go, then babble," and walked away.

I heard my brother muttering, "Really." Then greeted him with a smile, "My name is Ling Hanfeng, and I was brought back by the master when I was very young, so you can call me Senior Brother Ling, I'll take you to the room, you come with me." ”

There is a feeling of nostalgia for following my senior brother. It's great to be back to this time and back to him.

The senior brother introduced as he walked, "The Sword Sect, as the name suggests, is also a sect that practices swords, and the sect has no other weapons to teach, only swords." The sect is not big, and the accommodation conditions are also very average, two people live in one room. You see, that area is where you stay. As for food and clothing, the sect will subsidize the simplest things. The dining hall is over there. If you want to eat better and dress better, you have to spend your own money. But most of the children in the sect are poor people who the elders go out to pick up, and they don't have much money, but most of the tasks that the sect will issue are very simple, and they will give some money after completion, or help the sect or something, and they will have money. ”

"Also, our Sword Sect is different from other sects, we have three kinds of sword techniques. One is the 'fast sword' headed by the master, a sword that does not ask about power but only speed. The second type is the 'Slow Sword' led by the Great Elder, which only pursues a one-hit kill. ”

In the past, I heard him say that he looked at him seriously because he was listening carefully, but now I look at him seriously because I miss him.

He said, "Since you were brought back by Master, you should have also seen his swordsmanship." He is the third kind of swordsmanship'Love Sword' swordsmanship that is guided by feelings, just like if you hate someone, the more you hate this swordsmanship, the stronger it will be. ”

I watched the smile on my brother's face disappear for a moment, and I asked again, as before, "Which one is the strongest?" ”

The senior brother was stunned and said, "Of course, the love sword is the strongest." "Then I'm going to learn this!" "You're not suited to this kind of swordsmanship." "Why?"

The voice in my heart and the voice of my senior brother overlapped together.

"There are very few people who can understand this exercise, and there is no reason why you must study it."

Why didn't you realize it before? Senior brother's words were full of sorrow. He had a reason to learn this exercise, and he had the talent to be able to induce emotions in his body and use it on the sword, because of hatred.