Elegant and tranquil Jingyang Mountain. A man stands quietly on the top of the mountain. He is tall and handsome, wearing a green silk robe. Although he is middle-aged, his appearance is not inferior to that of youth. The angular face is handsome and abnormal, and the three-dimensional facial features are as good as carving. This is Fan Lin, the head of the Jingyang faction.

Looking down on the mountains, it seems to be proud of the heroes. The long silver hair hanging down behind his ears is like his arrogance rising wantonly with the wind, like a willow in spring, elegant and elegant. And the clothes that whistled and flew with the mountain wind seemed to emit a kind of kingly aura that shook the rivers and lakes.

He put his hands behind his back, although his expression was indifferent, but between his heroic eyebrows, there seemed to be a hidden unrevealed thought.

In the hazy eyes, between the green mountains and green waters, a few brushstrokes of clouds and smoke and light ink hang on the horizon, and the light yarn is ethereal, far and near...... In the light veil of clouds and smoke, a white face suddenly appeared. Thin and slender figure, unable to hide the graceful posture.

At this moment, no one is in a situation. In Fan Lin's mind, there are thousands of thoughts... A delicate voice, as if from a long time ago, clear in the blur, slowly drifted near...

"Brother Lin, why do you always avoid me? Why can't you feel the tenderness you had before Jin'er? ”… Fan Lin recalled, a pair of doubtful and disappointed eyes were imprinted in his mind.

"Brother Lin, before the flowers and under the moon, the affection is lingering. Just a dream? Are you indifferent and ruthless, and you are alone and melancholy? ”…… Suddenly, she asked him with a sad face.

"Brother Lin, Jin'er's love for you is as strong as a mountain, and her meaning is as deep as the sea! Unexpectedly, you turned your back to Jin'er and liked her again?! You've changed your mind... You negative person! ”…… When she suddenly bumped into each other one day, he was clinging to another woman. She was so affectionate to him that she made an earth-shattering sound.

That moon's face was pale, and his face was painful. Like a scar, it flashed in front of his eyes. Her screams rang in his ears again and again, and pierced deep into his heart......

"Negative people! Look at the sword! Her distorted face, hatred in her eyes, eyes full of anger, only one hand of the sword waved, a long sword stabbed at a rapid speed, the tip of the sword pointed directly at his chest, the scream, the sorrow overflowing. God knows how desperate she was for him, who lost her reason at that time.

When the snow-shining sword stabbed straight into his chest, he didn't move, only looked pained, and slowly closed his eyes. He thought bitterly, "Even if you tell your fortune and lose her sword, you are also taking it upon yourself." No wonder she took her life ruthlessly, only blamed herself for changing her mind. It's a pity, it's a pity, if I die, that beloved person can only be sad for a lifetime. ”……

He atoned for his sins, closed his eyes and waited to return, but he only heard a "clang" sound, like the sound of a sword falling to the ground. He opened his eyes in surprise and saw her covering her face in pain, crying silently in grief...... The snow-white sword fell at her feet.

Seeing her thin and slender body, Chu Chu trembled pitifully... It seems that she can't bear it and wants to comfort her. He slowly stretched out his hand, but it stayed in mid-air, and after a moment, it fell down weakly......

There was a deathly silence... The wind blew her tears dry... She stared at him fiercely, as if she wanted to carve him into the marrow.

"The two of them forget each other in this life, and they don't know the ...... in the next life" Love and hate intertwined eyes, she said word by word, hating and hating to him. The oath made through gritted teeth revealed an infinite sadness......

Before he could say a word, she slowly lowered her head and bent over, picking up the long sword at her feet. The beautiful and graceful figure twisted, silently turned around and left sadly. left him with a back that he would never forget in this life......

In the past, love and hatred were sad, although many years have passed. But every time I think about it, I still can't let go. Fan Lin was originally accompanied by Mu Jin, and their affection was long. Helplessly, Fan Yinniang appeared, and empathized and threw her. Now, Fan Yinniang is long gone, and Mu Jin has been on Lotus Island for many years.

Fan Lin stood on the top of the mountain, painful memories and closed his eyes. The sound of the wind whirring in the ears, like the chaotic sound of the heart.

He reminisced about the past, and Ben was in pain... Suddenly, his slightly closed eyes slowly opened in vain. Turning sideways and turning around, I saw a man at the end of the mountain, walking with steady steps, gradually walking towards this direction.

Fan Lin turned around and only looked quietly. As if expected, there was no trace of movement. The man approached him, bowed his head and called respectfully, "Master." ”

The man standing in front of him was a disciple of Fan Lin of the Jingyang Sect. He wore simple martial arts attire, and his physique was strong and powerful. Just looking at his tough appearance, it can also be seen that he is a meritorious person. As a disciple of the Jingyang faction, his chivalrous demeanor is still there.

"Well, I want you to inquire about it, how are you inquiring? Where has Yin'er been now? How is he doing? Fan Lin still looked silent and asked seriously. This questioning seems to have been arranged in advance. Since the sect "Jingyang Secrets" has been lost, there is no trace. Fan Lin was busy with sectarian affairs. He was also thinking about training Fan Yin, so he let go of his first entry into the rivers and lakes. It is up to him to track down the whereabouts of "Jingyang Secrets". Fan Yin now has Tianzun's divine skills, and he doesn't have any worries. It's just that as a father, it's inevitable to worry about it. Only arrange his disciples to inquire about his current situation from time to time.

"The disciple has already inquired about Luo Xiang. Gongzi Zhuangfu lived, encountered the theft of Zhuangfu, temporarily released the investigation of "Jingyang Secrets", and together with the eldest prince of Zhuangfu, the rivers and lakes of the capital looked for sword thieves. A few of them have now left the capital and gone to Baiqi Villa. The disciple replied one by one, and said, "According to the disciple, I believe that with the wisdom of the child, the sword thief will not be able to escape." And "Jingyang Secrets" can also be recovered. ”

"You mentioned Baiqi Villa, I heard that this villa is a martial arts master. He has a wide range of weapons in the villa, and those who like it love to buy them. It is estimated that Yin'er felt that in the Hundred Weapons Villa, he could find clues of sword thieves. Well, my son deserves to have a brain. Fan Lin listened carefully, lowered his eyebrows and thought quietly, and spoke in a praising tone.

"The head of the family, the son has a face and a brain, a world-class martial arts, and a lot of talent. There are successors of the Jingyang faction, which is really a blessing for the Jingyang faction. The disciple listened to Fan Lin's praise of Fan Yin, and he also followed the praise non-stop. Thinking about something again, he said distressed after a while, "It's just that I feel sorry for my son, and I am a sword thief, and I want to find "Jingyang Secrets". Since I have worked very hard, I am afraid that I will have to travel for some time. ”

Although it was tired, it was just a grind for him. These two things were picked up by his shoulders. I'm not worried. Yin'er has been smart since she was a child, and she will not let me down. You only secretly inquire about his current situation, and I don't need to worry if I know about it. Fan Lin looked at one place and said lightly. And although the words are calm, they are full of care.

"Yes. Head. The disciple listened to the words and respectfully obeyed the order. At this time, between the two people at the top of the mountain, the mountain wind whistled through the ears, and the words were accompanied by the sound of the wind, drifting away with the wind......