The stream was babbling, and I didn't know where it would end up, and the murmuring seemed to repeat 'Return... Return...". There was a Taoist standing by the stream www.biquge.info the pen %fun %pavilion, the Taoist looked vicissitudes, his brows were furrowed terribly, the frowning brows on his face seemed to be a sorrow that could not be taken off, no matter what expression he changed, it would not pass away.

He looked at the stream that was far away, and he didn't say anything, perhaps his heart 'returned' with the stream.....

After a while, his brows finally relaxed, and he chuckled and said to the water: "If you haven't found your body, then you must still be alive.... Friend, Gu Xuan is waiting for you in Xuanzhen...."After speaking, the Daoist turned around and left, followed only by a long sword that exuded a faint purple glow behind him.

You see how similar they are, no matter where they go, what they never leave is the sword behind them.

Beside the stream, two lonely graves, one large and one small, face the direction of the stream, perhaps the people who buried them hope that this distant water will take them to the end of heaven and earth, forgetting the chaos of this life, forgetting the pain of this life.

Just as the stream was murmuring and the birds were laughing, I saw that countless red and bewitching flowers had grown on the small tomb, and this is not the legendary flower of hell "Manzhu Sawah"? Maybe you are not familiar with this name, but you should have heard of the flower on the other side, this flower that blooms at the gate of heaven and the intersection of Huangquan Road, it is called 'the tenderness of the devil.' ’

As the flowers on the other side bloomed, there was a sound of jade bells swaying from the tomb, which was like an echo from hell and a whisper from heaven.... But it doesn't matter if the voices are from hell or from heaven, what matters is that they are saying one thing, and that is 'somebody's coming back! Do you want her to come back from heaven or from hell?'

"Stupid daddy! no matter the ends of the earth, Ling'er will find you!You must wait for Ling'er!" This was the only voice coming from the lonely grave, and as the petite and immature voice fell, the blooming flowers withered again.

It's bitterly cold, like the temperature of hell! This is the first feeling that Narukawa feels as it falls from the cliff into the river. Countless icy rivers kept pouring into his mouth, countless huge waves crashed him against the boulders, he was desperately resisting, but he was already exhausted, even if he wanted to close his mouth to prevent the cold river from rushing in, how could he resist the rushing river.

After several struggles, he didn't get a trace of respite, but the injuries on his body became more and more serious. He tried to spit out the river water, but the river rushed into his mouth dozens of times faster than he vomited, and it didn't take long for a feeling of suffocation to fill his body.....

Is it coming? Grim Reaper..... Maybe this life is really over, no matter how unwilling he is, but this God doesn't seem to want to give a trace of luck, look around, not to mention people, not even a piece of gentle ground.

The scenes of the past all appeared in his mind at this moment, at first he didn't know 'me' in a small world, when he was like a beast to survive completely by instinct; then he was brought by the old man from the river to the world, he knew what "man" was, he knew what man should do; and then met Mu'er, and promised her the rest of his life.....; In the ensuing battle of Yanmen Pass, that former friend sacrificed his life to rescue him....; Later, Chang'an fought a war, and then it was for the dream of peace in the world..... Finally, he replied just now, he looked at the cliff, and he said loudly, "The world, the rivers and lakes!

Originally....... It's over.......

Just as he was giving up everything, the icy river woke him up again! How could he give up, his ambition and pride were enough, but how could he not avenge the enmity of his wife and daughter! The wife who laughed like a spring flower, the daughter who laughed and the whole world would be happy! They all died for him, how could he die like this!

No, I want to live, I can't die, I want to live!

He was accompanied by a long sword with the same name as him, which seemed to refuse to leave its master no matter how much the river washed it. It seemed to sense its master's desire to live, and it began to whine in a low voice.

Hearing the sound of the sword, Naruto suddenly laughed, it turned out that he was not alone! No matter where he went, Naruto would accompany him.... His name is Ringing Wind, and his sword is called Ringing Wind, and it is more deeply engraved than his own soul.

"Sword, sword, life or death is all yours..... Narukaze is the only one you can ask for in this life, you came with a legend, and I hope you will bring a miracle to Narukaze. Ming Feng said lightly touching the long sword on his body. But after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel ridiculous for himself, was he too afraid of death? Hahaha.....

However, the long sword seemed to hear the pleading of its master, and only heard its earth-shattering long roar, and the voice was full of determination and reluctance! With the sound of the sword, ice began to form around the sound of the sword, and after a while, the wind was completely sealed by the ice.....

After doing all this, the longsword looked rusty, and its weak body seemed to break at any moment..... It whispered a few times and then ceased to make any sound, as if it were dead.

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Winter goes to spring and comes another year, and time does not stand still because of the departure of the hero .... On the contrary, the death of the hero, this time seems to be speeding up....

Today's world has become a troubled era many years ago, first the Tang Dynasty's loyal warrior king sword roared and disappeared, and then the new emperor of the Tang Dynasty won the wind because of the bitter thought of the loyal martial king and contracted the cold, within a few years the victory of the new emperor also died, and the two most important people died one after another, and the Tang Dynasty seemed to return to the stormy season....

The only good news is that several other big forces seem to have gone wrong, first of all, the barbarians suddenly changed to a young son to take power for some reason, and then the barbarians actually withdrew to the desert after all of them.

Secondly, the monarch of the puppet Qi is also nowhere to be found, and the entire country is torn apart, and a good country has now been divided into countless warlord forces..... Every day there is nothing but war, and there is still war.

If it is considered normal, it is the Wang family, and the most important group of people in the world in the past is now only Wang Shichong.

Everyone in the world knows that something big must have happened, but no one dares to ask what happened, because smart people can see at a glance that 'the only person in the know is probably Wang Shichong...' but this is the lord of a country, he doesn't say, who dares to ask?

Wang Fatzi is standing in the small courtyard at the moment, which is full of thorny roses..... In the center of the rose is isolated a tomb, and the tombstone reads 'Lin Chaoqun and the Tomb of Dreams'...... Wang Fatzi gently picked a rose and put it in his hand, and he whispered to the lonely grave in the center: "Brother Lin, you see the flowers bloom again..... I can't believe you've been gone for four years..... Time is really fast...."