Qingyi ran wildly for dozens of miles in one breath, tired to the point of exhaustion, and finally collapsed to the ground, she gasped and let the tears pour out. Since she was a child, she understood that she had a heavy responsibility on her shoulders, so she had no free time to be lyrical and poetic, when she wore the stars and the moon, practiced martial arts, and her female dependents of the same age were chanting poetry and painting, when she read the art of war and knew the ancient precepts, other children were learning female virtues and etiquette.

So her father sent her to Guangling Temple to be a lay disciple, only seven years old she did not hesitate to agree, in order to hide her identity, she was young and dressed as a man, mixed in the five big and three thick men to grow up.

Her only belief is that after Yicheng, she will return to the royal family and take on heavy responsibilities for Yuguo, so she desperately practices martial arts, and no matter how hard and tired she is, she gritted her teeth and survived.

Until one time, she overheard her uncles and uncles talking about the juniors who rose on the rivers and lakes, especially the five top masters who were among the top five masters on the Qiankun list, and they were all amazed at the terrifying future generations. The last words of the uncles caught her attention, they said that among them, the owner of Yueyi Villa recruited strange people from all over the world, and many depressed people went to take refuge in Yueyi Villa, and if the owner appreciated or passed the assessment, they could be summarized in the villa. Especially in the ten-year martial arts conference three months later, the winners of the martial arts competition can receive Yueyi Villa, which attracts the disciples of the famous sects to enthusiastically want to make a splash in the competition.

Since then, her heart has been deeply imprinted with that hope, if she can achieve success at the Talent Martial Arts Conference, why worry about the burden on her shoulders? If you can enter Yueyi Villa, with such a strong backing, why worry about Yuguo not being strong?

After making up her mind, she went to ask Master Yikong to allow her to participate in the martial arts conference.

He was Emperor Heng's best friend when he was young, although he later went his separate ways, one escaped into the empty door, and the other became the monarch, but the friendship is still there, and he often writes to each other. Especially after the death of Empress Ni, Emperor Heng was even more disheartened, deeply lamented, and quite embarrassed to see through the red dust, but he was burdened with the burden of a prosperous country, how could he do it at will. So he pinned his hopes on his heroic eldest daughter, and devoted his whole life to cultivating her feminine spirit, and Master Yikong spared no effort to help him fulfill his wish, making an exception to accept Princess Yuguo, who was dressed as a man.

Unexpectedly, Master Yikong readily agreed, and selected two lay disciples who were more keen, Hui Jue and Hui Wu, to accompany him.

Yue Qiong Inn, the first time she saw the owner of Yueyi Village that her uncles and uncles were talking about, he was cold and handsome, and his aura was high. When he saw her again, he saw through her daughter, and she was ashamed, but he ignored it and turned away calmly. At the martial arts conference, she tried her best to win the competition, when she was full of joy and looked forward to his selection, and he brushed his sleeves away and gave up choosing the winner of the entire martial arts conference.

Although she was disappointed, she strengthened her confidence in pursuing her goals, and in the name of experience, she stayed in the rivers and lakes to collect all kinds of god-like legends of him.

She restored her daughter's costume for him, devoted herself to learning music and rhythm, and danced well in swordsmanship, hoping that one day she would be prime minister again, so that she could get a glimpse of him and enter his heart.

Until Emperor Heng's personal guard Ye Jingsong found her and told her that the palace had suddenly changed, she was so grief-stricken that she almost fainted. I also heard that Su Liruo had left the palace before the Yan family's father and son usurped the throne, and after Yan Jingnan ascended the throne, he even plastered her portrait in Yuguo, but found nothing. It can be seen that she is very likely to be in exile!

A political turmoil changed her fate, and since then she has integrated into the market, although she has made friends with many knights, but has never had the opportunity to meet him.

Master Wushuang once escorted her to Guangling Temple when she was young, and was entrusted by her grandmother to protect her for three years, and only left when she was ten years old, and then drifted to the Moon Country, found a dangerous peak but the scenery was pleasant, and she returned to practice.

She knew that Master Wushuang was also a master of the famous rivers and lakes, although she practiced in seclusion, but the love of the rivers and lakes is still there, and it is not a problem to find someone.

Before sunset, she returned to the Dust Temple.

"What's wrong with Ruo'er?" Qingyi had long since hidden her decadence and sadness, and her face was calm.

"You come with me!" Master Wushuang led her to the small mountain peak behind the dust hermitage, standing on the peak, the bamboo hut had an unobstructed view.

Su Liruo was dressed in white and fluttering, standing in front of the grass in the evening breeze, staring.

"She has been like this, since that day she came, trapped in the grass of the obstacle spell for a day and a night, and then stayed in the house during the day without saying a word, and in the evening she stood motionless in front of the grass with the obstacle spell until dawn, and returned to the house with a dewdrop." The frostless master was quite helpless and smiled bitterly.

"Did she want to break the barrier spell and get out of here?" Qingyi frowned, looking at her lonely back, she was sad.

"Not really, maybe she has a concern in her heart and can't let go." Master Wushuang shook his head, his eyes were deep, "If she has something on her mind, maybe she will understand it thoroughly." ”

"Isn't there a lock incense in her house?" Qingyi asked with a side face, "What?" Useless to her? ”

"I'm afraid that her mind is too deep, and the lock heart incense may not lock her." Master Wushuang disagreed with Qing Yi using incense to wipe out Su Liruo's memory, she was afraid that it would backfire and cause her harm.

As soon as Master Wushuang's words fell, she suddenly caught a glimpse of Su Liruo's body swaying, and she said secretly: It's not good! That is, he lifted his breath and flew over, and instantly landed beside Su Liruo, just supporting her crumbling body.

She finally couldn't hold it anymore!

Master Wushuang sighed too deeply: Such a stubborn temperament is like three generations of grandchildren, thinking about the stubborn temper of the junior sister at the beginning, but there is no less hardship, and Ni Han is too, even if he knows that his life will not be long, he still risks leaving one more blood for Emperor Heng.

Qingyi also arrived at her side, and when she saw that Master Wushuang was taking Su Liruo's pulse, she asked eagerly, "How is it?"

And so it was! The incense of the lock heart penetrated into the heart, but unfortunately it could not wash away her obsession, but instead clashed with each other, depressed the heart, and aggravated the mind. Master Wushuang checked his pulse, and his face deepened and sank.

Su Liruo steadied herself and looked at them with dull eyes.

"Ruo'er hates me very much!" Qingyi looked at her sad and joyless face, stunned and godless, and felt angry and sorry in her heart. "The carefree days were ruined by me!"

Su Liruo lowered his eyes and said nothing, but he was pitiful.

"Su Liruo!" Qingyi pulled her sleeve, which caught her off guard and almost fell, "You are also Princess Yuguo, are you so vulnerable?" ”

A heartache was piercing, which made Su Liruo extremely embarrassed! She slowly raised her eyes to gaze, but it was like a beam of cold light shooting out.

"You're hopeless!" Qingyi said hatefully: "It's ridiculous to make it so painful!"

Master Wushuang sighed helplessly, and was about to stop Qingyi, but he heard Su Liruo's bitter voice sound: "Isn't this down-and-out follow your heart?"

Qingyi was stunned, let go of her sleeves trembling slightly, her eyes swept over in astonishment, and after a while, she smiled bitterly: "Ruo'er really hates me very much!"

"Yes!" Su Liruo's dull eyes became extremely sharp, and she mocked coldly: "Sister Qingyi, in the name of love, tore apart Ruo'er's happiness, trampled on Ruo'er's dignity, and despised Ruo'er's pain. You... How false is the hypocrisy of building a fortress of nobility? Trick me from grieving but stop me from crying, excuse me! Is your heart made of stone? No! It should be impregnated with poison. Watch me die and die... You're happy! ”

Her indifferent eyes stared at her, and every word was like an iron nail, nailed into her heart.

Qing Yi staggered back, she finally saw that she was not sad or happy, but in fact she was on the verge of despair. At this moment, she became the executioner in her eyes, erasing her carefree happiness, tearing apart the people who accompanied her to death, and revealing the cruel facts.

Su Liruo ignored Qingyi's sadness, and walked straight to the bamboo hut coldly and arrogantly, his straight back stubborn and stubborn desolation that he didn't want to reveal easily.

"Ruo'er!" Qingyi trembled and shouted: "I don't want to ruin your happiness with my own hands, my heart hurts when I see you in pain!"

Su Liruo was still striding forward, messy but unusually determined, and she was unwilling to reveal her vulnerability and helplessness in front of her.

"Ruo'er!" Qingyi caught up a few steps and rushed behind her, "I'm my sister!" Su Xiru! ”

Su Liruo's back shook, she paused, her whole body stiffened, and she held her breath. Gradually her shoulders trembled slightly, down to her hands.

"Ruo'er..." Qingyi took another step forward, reaching out to hold her bare hand.

As soon as he touched it, Su Li shook it off, as if frightened, and ran into the hut in a panic, just stepped into the threshold, wow! With a bang, she covered her heart, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Qingyi... No! Su Xiru exclaimed: "Ruo'er!" was playing forward, and was stopped by Master Wushuang and said: "Her obsession goes deep into the bone marrow, and it rushes with the lock heart incense, causing heart disease and depression, and it is better for her to vomit blood!"

Su Xiru looked at her thin body like a leaf in the wind, crumbling, ethereal and rootless. There was another pain in my heart!

Su Liruo closed the door with his hand, leaned on the back of the door, and slowly fell to the ground, biting his trembling lip, tears bursting in an instant.

Sister! The deep thoughts in her heart were exposed at this moment.

Su Liruo curled up on the ground, and the night passed, and the light fell through the window of the bamboo hut. It's dawn! She propped up her weak body and opened the bamboo door.

The four eyes are facing each other, and their eyes are shining.

Su Xiru stood outside the door all night, and when she saw Su Liruo open the door, her haggard and tired face appeared in front of her, she couldn't help but sigh faintly!

Su Liruo stared at her, her face overlapped with her father's appearance, it was really similar, her heroic spirit glowed with a woman's charm!

Su Xiru thought that when she was a child, her father painted the portrait of the queen mother with one stroke of her heart, her charm was delicate and delicate, and she was beautiful in the world, Ruo'er undoubtedly inherited it, no, it should be better, it is the purity of the eyes and the purity of the heart.

Although I didn't say a word, the atmosphere gradually became harmonious!

Su Xiru smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand, and unfolded his palm.

Su Liruo bowed slightly, stretched out his hand, and touched the palm of his hand.

Su Xiru slowly held her jade hand, clenched her palm, and led her to the green grass.

Su Liruo hesitated for a moment, finally relaxed her nervousness, let her lead, and walked away.

Su Xiru quickly walked out of the grassland with her, standing on the top of the mountains, overlooking the dangerous peaks and mountains.

Master Wushuang was too close to the door of the nunnery, flicked the dust, smiled happily at the heroic and elegant backs of the two people, closed his eyes and palms, and said: Compassion is immeasurable, purifying all sentient beings!

Yi Wangfu, Mo Xuan Ju.

Feng Xuanyu stood by the pond with his hands in his hands, and the night shadow and Zhijian stood a foot away, and he had been standing here since he came back from the long street.

Zhi Jian couldn't help but touch the night shadow with his elbow, he really couldn't figure out the clear water of the pond, occasionally swimming a few fish, what did the owner see? Although he knew that the owner of the village was worried about Miss Su, it was difficult to see Miss Su when he stared at the pond!

Night Shadow glared at him angrily, full of contempt: You are a rough man, and you naturally don't understand the prince's deep affection for Miss Su!

Feng Xuanyu stared, and the night she retreated to the edge of the pool, her almost suspended body was taken into his arms, a stinging pain slashed across his chest, piercing his flesh and blood, and the sadness of the collapse drowned out his breathing, suffocating the pain! The wound that had not yet healed was torn open, spilling blood and seeping into the robe.

I don't know how long later, the spies came to report and found the traces of Miss Su, and there was a green nunnery on the most dangerous peak of Huashan.

When Feng Xuanyu heard the news, he hesitated for a long time before taking a step, but returned indoors.

Zhi Jian looked at the owner suspiciously, he had never found him so strange and entangled, and turned his head to look at the night shadow, he was also puzzled. Zhi Jian snorted dissatisfied, if Nai fell here, he would definitely know why the owner was so abnormal? It's a pity that this guy Naraku slipped back to the capital without a sound!

When the two were wondering, Feng Xuanyu changed his clothes and came out, only then did he pull the wound, he didn't want to wear a bloodstained robe. They were still thinking about it without knowing the inside story, and Feng Xuanyu coldly told them not to follow, he went alone.

Before they could respond, Feng Xuanyu had disappeared without a trace.

At the top of the birch mountain, the smoke enveloped the dust hermitage.

Su Liruo came out of the bamboo hut, she stepped on the grass and came to a peak rock, looking forward to it. Su Xi went down the mountain early today, saying that she had bought some utensils to go up the mountain, and seeing that the sun was about to set, why hadn't she come back yet?

Su Liruo was a little worried, and Master Wushuang was practicing and meditating at this time, so she couldn't bother, so she had to wait here.

It turned out that she still had relatives to worry about, and this feeling made her happy!

She raised her toes, looked at the bottom of the mountain, the mountains and camphors were stacked, the peaks turned around, and looked around, although the peaks were dangerous and the mountains were dangerous, but there was a different mood, quite a quiet and pleasant return to the world.

Suddenly, a touch of moonlight came into her eyes, she breathed sluggishly, retreated in a panic like a frightened person, turned around and fled in panic.

She paused, turned quickly, and ran back.

Finally, a moon-white elegantly stood on the peak, Su Liruo held his breath and stared at it stupidly.

Feng Xuanyu has been watching her for a long time, and after a few days, it is like a lifetime. She was getting thinner and thinner, and it seemed that when the mountain wind was a little stronger, she would blow away like a light fiber.

He didn't dare to disturb her, and even when he went up the mountain, he warned himself all the way to just look at her from a distance, quietly. As long as she is safe, he is relieved, Qingyi's words are vivid, like a sharp double-edged sword that pierces his heart all the time, reminding him: she hates him, seeing him will only make her miserable and desperate, just like holding a non-entropic sword and stabbing him in the chest, the flesh and blood are blurred, and the pain is unbearable.

She had no intention of glancing, her eyes were frightened and panicked, and she fled in a hurry.

Feng Xuanyu's heart was shocked, and her heart ached: she really hated him! If it was in the past, a few days apart, she didn't know how happy she should be when she saw him, her eyes were full of tenderness like water, she threw herself into her arms, and blamed him for being late!

He looked at her fleeing back, his heart was numb, and the wound was torn and torn, and he smiled bitterly.

The footsteps came softly, and he raised his eyes in a stunned daze, suspicious of the worried gaze.

Su Liruo looked up, thousands of words were like stalks in her throat, and she was speechless.

Feng Xuanyu jumped down lightly and landed in front of her, gazing affectionately.

Su Liruo's trembling hand touched his chest, and in an instant, tears burst and poured down.

Feng Xuanyu stroked her bare hand and gave her the warmth of the palm of her hand.

Su Li couldn't cry, letting the tears rage on her face and sting her delicate face.

It must hurt here! She insisted on the unentropious sword that he had poured all his soul into and stabbed him in the chest, and at the same time, it also shattered the affection and drowned it in grief.

Every tear of her, knocking on the heart of Gout Xuanyu, he lowered his lips and sucked wildly, the thoughts in his heart had already become sick, overflowing and pouring.