Virgin blood, she saved Tang Xi, it couldn't be more suitable.

That's what she thought.

She didn't even want to say goodbye to Tang Xiyou, she loved him so much that she didn't know what to do and fell in love. He had just kissed her lightly on the forehead, and she knew that although he didn't know it, in her heart, this was their last goodbye.

Then, she planned to go to Qu Yi to take her blood and save Tang Xi when Tang Xi was away.

But she didn't expect that she would die in front of him.

The wind and snow were in full swing, and she could read the sounds of the fight to determine the direction.

Tang Xi's dog-beating stick was still dancing vigorously, and in the face of Mu Yun's sudden assassination, although he was a little cramped and uneasy, he could still withstand it slightly.

But after a few moves, Tang Xi, who originally had the upper hand, suddenly felt a tingling pain in his heart, and he struggled to parry even a few moves. Suddenly, another sharp angina came, and he almost fainted, closed his eyes, took two steps back, and supported his body with a rod.

But before he could react, he heard the sound of the sword piercing through the flesh, but he didn't feel a trace of pain, he settled down, but his heart was already panicked, and he didn't want to look, but his eyes had already caught a glimpse of the thin man who fell to the ground.

"Niantong!" He cried out in pain, but there was already a red liquid in his eyes, which contrasted sharply with the snow.

He shouted, picked up the stick in his hand, and struck Mu Yun's head with all his strength, and Mu Yun immediately fell to the ground, bleeding to death.

Tang Xi immediately picked up Nian Tong, who was bleeding and pale, but tears fell disobediently, he had never been as scared as he was at this moment, he tried to cover Nian Tong's wound with his hand, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he panicked and didn't know what to do. I could only watch as the blood kept coming.

Nian Tong didn't even dare to breathe in pain, she couldn't see anything, she relied on her instinct to rampage, protecting Tang Xi in front of her, and she felt a sword cold through her body.

She was lying in Tang Xi's arms, stretched out her hand, and wanted to touch Tang Xi's face, but she felt the coldness of her hand. Niantong's brows furrowed, she held her breath, and said intermittently: "You... You... Don't cry..."

Tang Xi grabbed her hand and said, "Don't worry, I don't cry, don't talk." ”

"I... Damn it, I... I'll save you, I'm going to save you. Nian Tong said.

"What do you say? Don't say it, don't say anything now..."Tang Xi hugged her and wanted to stand up, but was stopped by Nian Tong.

Nian Tong shook his head and said, "I've been a dying person for a long time, and I've been dragging on... It's not fun to drag. I just... I can't let go of you, I can't let go of you. As he spoke, Nian Tong's tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, "After I die, if you want to, you have to go to Qu Yi, she will save you." Then, I want, I want to be like Yi Yang, the ashes are scattered. You will scatter mine, my ashes, in Huashan, anywhere, scattered in Zawangfeng, scattered in the long sky plank road, scattered in me and you... The place where we first met. ”

Tang Xi didn't speak, just cried like a child.

"I... I'm not as sad as you cry. Nian Tong laughed, but the wound was immediately touched, and she snorted in pain. Nian Tong gently tugged Tang Xi's sleeve and said, "You... cough..."As he spoke, the corners of Niantong's mouth also overflowed with blood, "You promise me, okay... You're everything... All clinging to mine. ”

Tang Xi endured his grief, opened his mouth with all his might, and said tremblingly, "Okay..."

Nian Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief, she raised her head, as before, looking at the dark sky, as if she could still see snowflakes fluttering.

"Tang, Tang Xi, look, you look at the snow, you don't change this life you gave me, I still keep it, it's just. I'll never get a chance to watch it again," Nian Tong said.

Tang Xi slowly raised his head and saw the snow falling from the sky, just like the snow when he met Niantong, so pure white and vast.

"I really want to... Look at the snow in Huashan again..."Nian Tong said slowly.

It was as if I saw the snow spinning and falling, gently melting on my face. In the darkness, there was a figure of a man, standing far away, but never looking back. Nian Tong felt so tired that he couldn't chase anymore.

There is a lover in the world, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

It's just that the snow in Huashan never stops because of anything, it just falls as always, but it's already cold and ruthless.

Three years later, Jianshun.

The tall man walked out of the room, his face had faded from immaturity, a little more maturity and vicissitudes, not sad or happy, and a little more dusty. He wiped the sword that had been treasured in the room for a long time, and remained silent for a long time, until he smiled at all, and then put the sword in its sheath.

It's been three years, and Tang Xi can still remember when Nian Tong died, his eyes that were not closed, and his dull eyes. However, he is no longer as grief-stricken as he was then, and he will not be like in the first year, he doesn't think about tea and dinner, he can't sleep well every day, and he even wishes he could go with her. It's just that when he later learned that his life was exchanged for Niantong's blood, he no longer wanted to die like that.

In the past six months, he has gradually come out of the fact that Nian Tong is dead. It's just that occasionally when I dream of Nian Tong in my dreams, I still feel a little like a different world.

Niantong has been gone for three years.

It's finally time for him to face this fact.

Today is a good weather, and Jianshun hasn't let go of the sun for a long time. I heard that the battle a month ago was particularly tragic, with countless casualties, but who won in the end, Tang Xi was not very clear. These things, before I met Niantong, had nothing to do with him, and after Niantong left, it had nothing to do with him.

He touched the sword behind his back and walked towards Huashan.

It's been the first time I've walked on this road in Huashan, but it's been a long time since the last time he walked this road.

He walked step by step, and it seemed that every foot of the mud could feel the breath of Niantong back then.

It's been a long road, and he is alone, and he doesn't know how to go on.

He felt lonely, but he also felt good alone.

He feels lonely because he has enjoyed the feeling of happiness, and he feels good alone because he doesn't like to be lively and is too lazy to get along with people.

He lost Qin Sang and Nian Tong, which broke his heart more than anything else.

Afterwards, he also saw Ji Sheng again, Ji Sheng was more of a follower than him, no desires, no constraints, and erratic.

Those who had fought side by side with him were suddenly left alone.

He thought about it, but he thought it was a little funny.

Tang Xi went to worship Yan Yan first, and greeted her, I haven't seen her for three years, Yan Yan's eyebrows have a little more tiredness and gloom, maybe I have seen too much of the warmth and coldness of people, let's say goodbye to life and death.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, you've matured a lot." Yan Yan smiled rarely, but only slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, with a little sadness.

"It took a lot of personnel to get mature." Tang Xi said.

Yan Yan is silent.

Tang Xi said: "I have been ignoring the world recently, I don't know what the situation is in this war?" ”

"The battle is fierce, the court... Defeated. Yan Yan said.

"Defeated?" Tang Xi was surprised, "When I fought this battle three years ago, although it was hard, I felt that I would win. Now that Xu Yungui is dead, the Red Sleeve Villa can be repaired so quickly in three years, and can it still defeat the imperial court? ”

"I don't know. Now I gradually stop caring about these things, but I heard that after Niantong's death, the court plummeted, and it was irretrievable. ”

Tang Xi felt sad in his heart, Nian Tong used his life in exchange for three years of prosperity and peace.

"Nian Tong her..."Tang Xi said, "Today is her third death day, I came to see her, I don't know her..."

"I know that you are naturally coming, and I went to clean up Niantong's tablet in person early, if you want to go and see it, I will take you there now." Yan Yan said.

"So, thank you, Elder." Tang Xi said.

......

Tang Xi looked at Niantong's tablet and suddenly felt a little sad.

After everyone retreated, Tang Xi was alone in the house. He looked at it for a long time, then sat down on the chair, as if facing Niantong, and talked about family life.

"Niantong, will you blame me for not coming to see you for three years? I do not know... I'm scared, I just don't dare to face the fact that I've lost you. I've been mentally suggesting to myself that you're just going somewhere else, and you're not dying. But I woke up in the middle of the night and touched my face, and it was full of tears, and I had to believe...

"Niantong, I went back to the beggar gang the year before last, and the peach blossoms there are really beautiful, but no matter how beautiful they are, they are not as good as the time you accompanied me to see them back then. I really want to go to see the peach blossoms, the snow, and the beauty of the world with you again.

"Niantong, why don't you speak?"

......

Tang Xi pushed open the door, and the wind and snow blew on his face, and he was a little dazed. He thought for a moment and walked in the direction of Ziqing Pavilion.

Green bamboo, white snow, everything is as before.

It's just that Tang Xi remembered that when he came, Ziqing Pavilion was still a very angry place, and now it has only been a long time, and it is peaceful here, and the snow falls quietly on the ground, silently.

The wreckage of the house is still in place, and the Ziqing Pavilion on the hillside is like a day for ten thousand years, goodbye, but it is already a vicissitudes of life, and things are not human.

Tang Xi watched from afar, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he remembered something, and as if he had put something down.

was about to turn around and leave, faintly, he seemed to see the scene when he and Nian Tong were together against Ziqing's unjust soul, the blue light of Wuji Taixu opened up in front of his eyes, extremely real, he was a little stunned, and looked straight in that direction.

The blue light gradually obscured his eyes.

Tang Xi opened his legs and walked forward involuntarily, pulling out the Liufang sword he was carrying behind his back, dancing to disperse the entangled blue light.

In an instant, everything became clear.

And the girl's back seems to be not far away, she is wearing two buns, the blue hairband hangs long behind her head, and her petite and agile body is walking towards Ziqing Pavilion.

Firm and authentic.

It's like it's never going to go away.