Feng poured his heart to take the Bodhi leaf, and his heart was full of bitterness.

Si Ying turned her head to thank Xiao Er, rewarded some broken silver, and hugged her out of the tea stall.

Walking on the mountain road, Feng tilted his heart suddenly stopped, two fingers with the withered yellow Bodhi leaves in the sun, the sun was golden, crossed on the leaves, even the subtle veins were seen clearly, only to see the leaves with silver needles pierced out of the fine three words: Baiyun Temple.

Si Ying was slightly stunned and said, "Baiyun Temple was the largest Taoist temple in Qingcheng Mountain back then, and it was also the place where Yi Qingchen cultivated, could it be that the elixir immortality was hidden here?" ”

Feng tilted his heart and glanced at the steep Qingcheng Mountain, down to the deep valley, the peaks above the pen stand, the peak is deep in the clouds and mist, I don't know the end, I sighed softly: "Forget the dust is really insidious, he knows that there will be people who covet the elixir of immortality, so he walked to the Qingcheng Mountain, and swaggered on the tea stall." Such a plan to transfer the tiger away from the mountain, he used it finely! ”

Baiyun Temple is the largest Taoist temple in Qingcheng Mountain a few decades ago, and Yi Qingchen, the owner of Yiyun Villa, cultivated here.

Later, it was rumored that there were many people who had attained the Tao and could ascend in the daytime, because those who had attained the Dao took away the aura here, and the Baiyun Temple gradually lost its spiritual power, and no one was able to attain the Tao again, so it also declined.

But the real reason for its gradual decline, I'm afraid no one knows, when Feng Tingxin and Si Ying came here, it was already evening.

The sun is gradually slanting in the west, and even the sound of the wind is following, but there is a little more cool and comfortable, and the dilapidated Baiyun Temple, the mountain gate has fallen off a little. The majestic building can still show its magnificence.

Si Ying squinted his eyes and saw that the lights inside had already been lit, he gently walked into the mountain gate, and saw that the narrow stone steps were broken but very clean, and he couldn't help but guess in a deep voice: "It seems that there are still Taoist people guarding here, maybe they are already waiting here." ”

The closer she got to Baiyun Temple, the more nervous Feng Qian became, at this time Si Ying mentioned his name, Feng Qian still couldn't help but tremble in her heart, she smiled bitterly, she didn't have the heart for so long, she still couldn't let go of him.

Si Ying looked back at her, Feng leaned his lips and sighed softly at him, "Let's go." ”

After that, she raised her legs and stepped on the stone steps, Si Ying couldn't help but feel distressed when she looked at her emaciated back, the afterglow of the sunset, the veins came, and the crossing turned on her, making her whole person a little trance, but Si Ying felt scared for no reason, afraid that she was like the fairy who became an immortal, and this time she would really be separated from his immortal forever.

"Love."

Si Ying couldn't help but call her behind him, his voice was very light and soft, and Feng Tianxin didn't hear it.

Si Ying hurriedly walked a few steps, reached out and grabbed her wrist, she couldn't help but look back at him, her eyes widened in surprise, and she said suspiciously: "Si Ying, what's wrong?" ”

Si Ying suddenly reached out and hugged her in his arms, tightened his arms, and couldn't help but be afraid: "Pour your heart, let's go back." ”

Feng leaned into his arms and didn't say anything for a long time, but finally shook his head lightly and said in a low voice: "Si Ying, I can't go back when I get to this point." “

"But if the blood is gone, you may ......"

He didn't say that word, and he didn't dare to say it.

"She's not going to die."

The male voice of the Lingling waterline crept over her head, and the men and women who hugged each other were stunned, and the phoenix leaned into her heart, and the familiar voice immediately hit her heart, and she looked up suddenly, and saw that on the stone steps, the young man in a green shirt like jade, like a Zhilan jade tree, stood under the night.

Feng poured his heart into looking at the handsome man who was high above and couldn't help but wet his eyes.

He wore a pale blue robe, a wig on top of his head, and his hair was blue and the wind blew on the back of his head. Like the submerged ink, like the eyes of the stars, indifferent like the moon in the sky, you can only look at it from a distance but never touch it.

"Qingyun ......"

Feng Qianxin couldn't help but open his mouth to call him, it had been many years, he had finally removed all his disguises, and he would appear in front of her eyes as he was,

"You... You... Is it the Qingyun son who became famous in the rivers and lakes six years ago? Si Ying's body stiffened.

"Exactly down there." Qingyun's voice was fluttering, but it slammed into Si Ying's heart.

Si Yingluo buzzed in his head, as if a thunderbolt had exploded, and he was angry without saying a word, and he took two or three steps at the end of the stone steps, standing side by side with him.

Two men, one indifferent as water, the other angry.

"Why do you treat her like this, hurt a woman so much for your purposes, how can you bear it?" Si Ying questioned coldly, raised his hand and swung his fist at his front door, Qingyun's figure slanted, and his clothes fell a few feet away.

Si Ying waved in the air, stepped forward again, turned his wrist, and pulled out the long knife on his waist with a "one" sound!

The sound of the wind fell on the blade, making a clear sound, and Si Ying threw up the long knife and swung it towards Qingyun.

Si Ying only felt that Qingyun's body was agile, and in an instant, his cyan figure suddenly became blurry and light, like a ghost, flying diagonally, brushing the blade he threw over.

Si Ying was not to be outdone, and pulled out his knife again, he only felt that his figure flew by, and the knife that his subordinates slashed over still did not land, Si Ying's annoyed gaze suddenly fell like a burning plain, and he pulled his hand to his chest and stabbed him again.

Feng Qianxin couldn't help but exclaim, Si Ying only felt the sound of the wind in his ears, and suddenly felt a pain in his wrist, when he raised his eyes, the long knife in his hand changed hands, and the blade was flowing so fast in his hand that he could only catch a glimpse of the cold light reflected on the long knife, but he couldn't find where the long knife fell.

"Don't fight!"

Feng's voice was very light, no joy or anger, no emotion.

Si Ying's body stiffened, looking at the long knife across his neck, but Qingyun's expression did not move, but the color of his eyes was even more choppy, and the corners of his lips actually bloomed with a soft smile like bewilderment.

"Pour my heart, this person is not worthy of treating him like this!"

Si Ying looked coldly at the man who was still calm and light, gritted his teeth with hatred, and his eyes were red.

"I promise you that when this matter is over, I will go back with you." Feng Qianxin raised his eyes and fell on Si Ying, and didn't look at him again.

Qingyun withdrew the knife and threw it on the ground, like a piece of scrap metal, he hooked his lips and smiled but didn't intend to let her go, and her eyes looked over urgently.

"Si Ying, let's go."

Feng tilted her eyes at his feet, her voice was calm, like a lake of stagnant water, there was nothing left to stir,

"Do you really want to let me go?" Qingyun smiled and spoke, which couldn't help but make her tremble, and she lowered her eyes and pursed her lips and refused to speak to him.

Si Ying took a few steps back in front of her, blocking his gaze and said: "She saved you, you don't owe each other from now on, if you are so aggressive again, don't blame me for fighting with you." ”

"The courage of the horseman, Si Ying, do you think you will be my opponent!" Qingyun squinted at him, his face full of contempt.

"You'll have to try it to find out!" With that, he raised his palms horizontally, and his killing intent burst out.

"Si Ying, forget it, you're not his opponent." Feng Tianxin slowly walked to his side, came up and pulled his sleeve and said, "Let's go." ”

A sense of frustration poured into his heart, Si Ying secretly regretted it, hated himself, he was so useless, he couldn't even protect his beloved woman!

Feng Qianxin pursed his lips and smiled at him, he sighed, raised his hand and hugged her shoulder and walked like Baiyunguan.

The two of them passed by Qingyun, Feng Qian felt that his gaze had been falling on her, making her breathless, thinking of Fang Cai, the few moves he fought against Si Ying, I am afraid that there are few people in the world in terms of martial arts attainments.

Thinking of this, she suddenly paused, and Si Yings looked at her nervously and said, "What's wrong?" ”

Feng looked back at Qingyun, the sadness and heartbreak in his eyes were shocking, but Qingyun was unmoved, and looked at him with a light smile.

Feng asked him: "That day, under the cliff of despair, I knelt on the ground and begged those two dwarves, and they cut me one after another, did you feel particularly funny when you looked at this scene?" ”

Qing Wenyun's dark eyes were waveless, Feng Qian wanted to laugh very much, laughing that he was the stupidest fool in the world, so easy to be toyed with in applause, and he just watched a play lightly, a play with a fool.

Feng turned his head and left, resolute and desperate.

Si Ying's hands were trembling as he hugged her, his eyes were slightly red, he never thought that she would be wronged for him like this, and a wave of frustration poured into his heart with a black cloud in the sky.

When the figures of the two dissipated without a trace, Qingyun was still standing on the stone steps, at this time, at the beginning of the dark month, the evening breeze blew up unscrupulously, driving his green shirt and long silk, even the hair was blown away, as well as his eyes.

Chen Zixi appeared behind him silently, looking at him standing up, he thought he knew his mood very well at the moment.

"Childe, if you regret it at this time, it's too late."

"Is there a second way for me?"

"The old woman on the Thorn Mountain......" Chen Zixi thought of the old woman's words, and felt that there was a strangeness in her, but the matter had come to this point, and it was a good way.

"But what she wants is a love soul, she used the opportunity of reincarnation to immortality in exchange for this seven-trick exquisite heart, I owe her so much, why can't I fulfill her?" Qingyun's eyes looked at the stars in the sky lightly, and he didn't seem to be looking at it at all.

"But your knife into his chest is likely to wipe out his only love for you, if she knew that it was a game from the beginning of Lingxin's death, would she ......?"

"No, she won't know!" Qingyun turned around slowly, the green sleeves flew like cultivating bamboo, his eyes looked at the moon in the void, through the void, and looked farther away, his eyes were red, and the fingers hidden in the sleeves trembled slightly: "...... Zixi, in fact, I also regret it a little, but in order to survive, I can give up a lot of things, perhaps, except for life, nothing is so important to me. ”

Chen Zixi sighed slightly, shook his head and said: "Actually, you don't need that seven-trick exquisite heart at all, you have long fallen in love with her, but you don't want to admit it......"