The full moon is in the sky.

Volley.

The silver moonlight sprinkled on the earth, covering the land at night with a layer of quiet silver.

Forbidden city.

The roof of the Imperial Palace.

The huge clash of energy has turned all the glazed tiles above the palace where the Son of Heaven should be located into debris, leaving only fragments of glass everywhere. The slightest moonlight shines on it, and it reflects a strange light, which is full of eyes.

So much so that from a distance, Yue Yuan, Lu Xiaofeng, and Ye Gucheng, who were standing on the roof, seemed to be in the fairy world.

Faintly, a different feeling began to arise between the three.

To be precise, Yue Yuan also had this feeling at the moment he saw Lu Xiaofeng, but it was very shallow and not so obvious. And now, under the encouragement of the three people's true qi and the rippling strength of their skills, this feeling of shaking each other like waves, and setting off bigger waves again with the help of this shock is indeed becoming more and more obvious.

And the most significant result caused by this situation was that in Yue Yuan's feelings, Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng's skills increased again. It's like dropping a piece of sodium into water, and it's an explosive reaction.

Equally.

Not only Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng are like this, but Yue Yuan also has this feeling.

Retract your gaze and look up.

Yue Yuan cast his gaze on the silver moon that looked a little huge overhead, and when you looked at it, you would find that the moon was not as white as it was, but was printed with some dark dots in it.

August 15, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Such a day is the time of the year when the moon is at its fullest.

Looking at the full moon, Yue Yuan was faintly distracted, as if he was thinking about something. And Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng, who were standing on the side, were also ordinary moves, and as for the busy guards and eunuchs below, they were not taken into account by them at all.

Even.

Even those who stood in the distance and watched this decisive battle were ignored by them.

"Huh?"

Almost at the same time, when Yue Yuan looked in the direction of the inside of the Forbidden City. Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng's eyes were also cast there, and with their current skills, they could hear the faint sound of weapons fighting.

It's a clash of two young masters.

And the direction there...... It is supposed to be a royal garden.

Rebel.

This was the thought that Yue Yuan and Lu Xiaofeng flashed together, but at this time, they didn't care about anything else, even if they knew, it was nothing more than that for them. On the contrary, Ye Gucheng's expression was a little surprised.

Obviously, he didn't expect that there would be a top young master in this imperial city.

It's just that Ye Gucheng's face didn't show any other looks, and at this point, the rest is their own efforts and opportunities. If you can't take it, then the ultimate fault is the problem of the prince of Dingnan himself.

"Huh."

Indifferent laughter drifted across the rooftops. Ye Gucheng put his hands behind his back, withdrew his gaze, stopped his gaze on Yue Yuan's body again, and said, "It seems that we have to work harder, we can't be even more backward than them, right?" ”

“……”

Lu Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, glanced at Ye Gucheng obliquely, and said, "Ha, it's really a person who even calculates himself." Although Lu Xiaofeng is kind, he also knows this time. It's not something he can manage if he wants to.

The current decisive battle has attracted the attention of too many people, whether it is people in the rivers and lakes or people in the court.

If the other party wants to rebel, he is helpless.

As for Yue Yuan......

Looking at the eyes under the black mask, Lu Xiaofeng knew that there were not many things that people who had experienced too many things cared about. Arguably. The more people who go through it, the fewer people they really care about.

Undoubtedly.

Yue Yuan is like this.

Nostalgia, feelings.

Under the brewing of time, Yue Yuan found himself more and more indifferent at the same time. But I also know that these are like the daughter buried in the ground, and the longer it lasts, the stronger and more fragrant it will be. The more it does not show the surface. But this emotion will become deeper and deeper.

At the end of the day, it fades.

It becomes a touch.

Listening to Lu Xiaofeng's slightly complaining words, Yue Yuan's face under the mask couldn't help but smile, and he didn't plan to act immediately for a while, but said in a sentimental tone: "Mid-Autumn Festival, the full moon is in the sky, this should be the day of the members." ”

"But for us, this group member is not liked by everyone."

"In front of the moonlight, tell me about your past."

The meaning of Yue Yuan's words, Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng understood it. Everyone is one with each other, and although they have their own lives, no one wants this experience to end up being just a memory for one of them.

For them, even if it is a memory, they are afraid that in the end it will not be their own.

"That's right."

Lu Xiaofeng couldn't help but agree when he heard this, his voice was a little low, and he said: "At least let this experience become a story, even if this story doesn't really belong to you." Lu Xiaofeng knew that once the decisive battle ended, no matter who survived, the experience of others would be forgotten by themselves. Because everyone has their own story, who cares about the rest? Moreover, everyone's story is not over.

Other people's stories eventually become dispensable memories.

Who can not care about such an ending?

Because memory itself is a kind of proof of existence, when the memory is unstable, then converting it into a verbal story for others to listen to can be regarded as a solution to the worries in the heart.

"You have to say oh too."

Turning around, Lu Xiaofeng's gaze fixed on the black mask on Yue Yuan's face, and he smiled.

“…… Good. ”

Yue Yuan nodded when he heard this, and told his story to himself, which was also a wonderful experience.

Ye Gucheng was silent and did not object.

The first to speak was not Lu Xiaofeng, who mentioned yì, but was indifferent and silent, and he could be called the ruthless Ye Gucheng.

The cold tone, like winter snow, fell with the sky and fell on the ears of Yue Yuan and Lu Xiaofeng.

White Cloud City Lord.

Since childhood, he has been obsessed with the sword.

Ye Gucheng's life is for the sword, and he wants to turn the sword in his hand into the most beautiful sword. Therefore, he realized the superior sword path and created a flying immortal outside the sky. In fact, Ye Gucheng sometimes thinks about it himself. Is it a sword or a man who dances by himself?

Is the sword in your hand just a sword?

A life of loneliness, only sighing loneliness.

He has no lover, empty glory and wealth, but he is incompatible with himself. Even if he said that he was ruthless, in fact, all he cared about was the sword, and the sword became the most important thing in his life. Did the Flying Immortals imprison his hands, or did they imprison his thoughts?

Only Ye Gucheng himself knows.

Because he wants the real Flying Immortal, which is an attachment.

At this time, Ye Gucheng used those cold words to tell his simple past.

Yes.

than others. His life was simple. It can be summed up as simple as the word loneliness, and rebellion is just to alleviate loneliness. It can be said that compared to the vast majority of people in the world, this is a pure simplicity.

No friends, no lovers, no feelings.

For Ye Gucheng, the sword is a qiē. He is only honest with the sword, and his blood and feelings are also poured into the sword. Not even for yourself.

Staring intently at Ye Gucheng, listening to the calm and indifferent words, Yue Yuan was silent. And Lu Xiaofeng was a little surprised.

Because Lu Xiaofeng found that Ye Gucheng was more pure than his friend Ximen Blowing Snow in some ways.

The next person to speak was Lu Xiaofeng.

He told the past in a low and nostalgic tone, not knowing where he came from, just working hard to live chic and happy. He has friends like no other in the world. Ability to get close to anyone, friend or foe.

He was afraid of trouble, especially for beautiful women.

He's lazy. Lazy to the point of being lazy to compare with others.

But he is not afraid of anyone.

And Lu Xiaofeng is different from Ye Gucheng, he can become friends with everyone in the world, while Ye Gucheng can only be himself, even if he becomes a friend, he can only be with himself. His gaze is too arrogant, too lonely. Like white clouds, you can only watch from afar.

It's a kind of charisma that belongs to him.

"Because I don't know my past, I want to live a better life than everyone else." Lu Xiaofeng said with a smile, and at the same time reached out with his right hand and touched the corner of his mouth, obviously wanting to touch his two handfuls

Heart maintenance of the beard. It's a pity that the moment his fingers wiped the corners of his mouth, Lu Xiaofeng remembered that his beard had already been cut by his friend Ximen Chuixue with a sword, and the rest was cut off by Lu Xiaofeng himself for the sake of beauty.

"I originally thought that I was afraid of the trouble of a beautiful woman because I didn't meet the Cun Zài who fell in love at first sight, but now I find out that this is not the main reason, the main reason is still Cun Zài you."

"The amorous ones are even afraid of themselves."

Speaking of this, Lu Xiaofeng's face became serious, and said: "Affection and ruthlessness are just one word, but I feel that lovesickness in your body, but don't let the lovesickness burn itself to ashes...... Say no more, because you're already on your way to ashes. ”

Sensing the change in Yue Yuan's eyes, Lu Xiaofeng laughed: "Okay, it's your turn." ”

Yue Yuan did not refuse.

Because he can refuse to be others, but he cannot reject himself.

In a word, Yue Yuan slowly told his experience. Even though they knew that everyone was one person, Yue Yuan's experience still opened the eyes of Lu Xiaofeng and Ye Gucheng, and they had the idea of wanting to participate in themselves.

The difference is that Lu Xiaofeng is interested in secrets. Ye Gucheng is concerned about those top masters who fight with their hearts and use their swords to compete.

Seeing the change in the eyes of the two, Yue Yuan guessed what the other party was thinking, and said with a smile: "Since you care, then when you and I become one, this is already experience, isn't it?" ”

In a word, the originally mild atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

"I don't know whose story ended."

Ye Gucheng's indifferent voice waved, his arms were raised, his true qi exploded, and his strength was at the top at this moment, his whole body was steaming with blood, and suddenly there were changes around him. The buzzing sound was endless, and swords kept emerging around Ye Gucheng, each of which was a true qi transformation, each of which had its own sword intent, and each of which had a different style.

In the blink of an eye.

Around Ye Gucheng's body, more than a dozen True Qi long swords appeared, spinning endlessly around him.

Then, with a rise in his arms, the dozen or so True Qi long swords began to rise, eventually turning into a circle and rotating above his head. Immediately after Ye Gucheng's arms were closed, these dozen True Qi long swords began to entangle and condense in the air, only to hear the sonorous sound, the volley exploded in the air, and the more than a dozen long swords fused and disappeared, replaced by a sword that Yue Yuan was extremely familiar with.

It was his saber.

Monthly shortage.

Meantime.

Ye Gucheng held the hilt of the sword in his right hand, and the sword body moved slightly, which was the starting style of the Flying Immortals outside the sky, and Lu Xiaofeng on the side also moved.

"Everyone thinks my stunt is a finger, but no one knows that my real stunt is in my name."

"Because I'm not afraid of anyone."

With his feet on the roof, Lu Xiaofeng rose from the ground and shot into the air like a sharp arrow.

What a light work!

Even Yue Yuan and Ye Gucheng looked up at the night sky, only to see Lu Xiaofeng rising up, hitting the sky like a phoenix, and in the eyes of countless people, he was frozen in the middle of the full moon. Everyone knows it's impossible, it's just a delusion, but everyone thinks it's true.

Whoop -

If you don't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

In the night sky, a sound that seemed to be a birdsong spread in all directions, attracting everyone's attention.

Rise.

Eyes narrowed slightly.

Yue Yuan had the illusion that he seemed to see a phoenix.

Moment.

Yue Yuan had already felt the huge and incomparable pressure from Ye Gucheng and Lu Xiaofeng, and he could feel that this was a life-threatening existence. As long as one is not good, I'm afraid it will ...... Yue Yuan knew that this decisive battle was about to come to an end.

The duel between the two sides will be completely resolved under this move.

A cold snort.

Yue Yuan endured his injuries and forcibly raised his true qi to the extreme, and in an instant, the space around him began to show obvious signs of collapse, as if a black hole appeared on the roof of the palace. Two breaths, one yin and one yang, also appeared between the palms.

It looks like it's not much different from the previous one, but it's actually very different.

When the three of them reached their peak, their strength and momentum -

People, moved. (To be continued......)

PS: Lu Xiaofeng's roll ends tonight, and a new volume will start tomorrow.