The wind kept blowing, and Konoha kept whining in the wind.

By the time she woke up again, there was silence all around.

She touched the cold snow that wrapped around her body, struggled to get up, and asked blankly, "Where is this?" ”

No one answered.

She stroked her bare feet, numb from the cold, and curled up and crouched on the ground at a loss.

"It's time for my feud with you to come to an end." A cold voice sounded beside Hua Yan.

Hua Yan raised his head blankly, and suddenly showed a cold smile. She knew it was still her.

After a long time, Lin Wanrou continued to say slowly: "Behind you is an abyss, if you jump from here, our debt can be regarded as a purchase and sale." ”

"Don't, Yan'er! Wait for me! A familiar man's voice sounded not far away, accompanied by the sound of swords clashing.

Hua Yan smiled happily again. She knew that Ming Lang was coming for her.

Minglang, in her darkest days, she never seemed to think of him. She secretly wondered, why is this? She even thought of Liu Che'er breaking into the execution ground with people, but she never thought of him. It's as if this person has never been in her world. Her memories unconsciously sealed tightly from his past.

It wasn't until the moment he heard him just call her name that the box that locked the memory slowly opened. All the memories of the past came to her mind.

The first time we met in Forget the Dust Building, I danced and played the flute, and you drank and sent poems. A pot of wine in the grass house tells the heart, and you raise your sword and dance with the shadow. The apricot blossoms are raining lightly, and you and I fall in love at first sight. On the cliff of Peicheng, the true feelings are revealed. It's just because of a misunderstanding that you and I are categorically separated, and now this dream can't be realized...... Painted face confused, confused recalled.

A crisp whip pierced the sky.

Painting Yan's heart froze, and she reflexively thought of it, no shadow!

Sure enough, after a while, the shadowless voice sounded again, "Guifei, do you want me to teach that kid a lesson in person?" He dared to destroy the good deeds of the concubine, he was simply impatient! ”

It turns out that Wuying has always been Lin Wanrou's person?! What exactly is their relationship? Hua Yan stood up in surprise and listened carefully to the conversation between Wuying and Lin Wanrou.

"Go ahead, I see those little soldiers can't resist him." Lin Wanrou said gracefully.

"Okay, concubine, and wait patiently. By the way, please also ask the concubine to take a good look at this woman, the Yuxiao in her hand is not an ordinary weapon. Wuying said with some scruples.

Lin Wanrou smiled disdainfully: "Why is the hero so mother-in-law?!" Don't worry, her martial arts have been completely wasted, and the jade flute is also in my hands. ”

Wuying was surprised, and clapped his hands and praised: "The concubine is so resourceful!" I can subdue the painted face! Shadowless admiration! The other one will be handed over to me! ”

After speaking, he drew his whip, turned around and went straight to Xiao Minglang, and swung it fiercely.

Xiao Minglang didn't notice the enemy for a while, and he was steadily whipped by him, causing his weapon to fall off and roll aside.

Huayan shouted bitterly: "Don't! Don't hurt him! ”

"When death is imminent, do you still have the heart to care about others?" Lin Wanrou sneered.

Hua Yan stretched out his hand and groped towards her, pleading, "I'll jump!" I jump! As long as you let him go! ”

Before Xiao Minglang could get up, a sharp knife was placed on his neck. He didn't care, and still took a step further in the direction of painting, "Don't! Yan'er! No! ...... If you die, what's the point of me living alone?! He finally said it.

The sharp blade quickly touched Xiao Minglang's neck into a long blood mark, and the blood stained his clothes red, and he didn't notice it at all.

"What?!" Painting Yan's heart was full of joy, and he mixed joy and sorrow with Xiao Minglang's true words in danger.

"If you dare to take one more step, this knife will send you to the west immediately!" Shadowless said viciously.

Xiao Minglang is not threatened and still moves forward step by step, "There are vines and grasses in the wild, and there is no dew." There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful. Encounters and encounters are suitable for me! That's what I say to you, it never changes! He shouted as hard as he could, trying to make her hear.

"So he knows everything......" Hua Yan trembled with excitement, and a few tears of blood fell down her cheeks into the snow.

Wuying couldn't bear it anymore, and wanted to do it, so he suddenly turned around and glanced at Lin Yunrou. Seeing that Lin Yunrou didn't mean to kill him, she could only kick him down from behind and step on his shoulders to suppress him.

Huayan shouted sadly: "Minglang, don't come over again!" Otherwise, I'll jump from here! ”

This faint, painful, mournful, trembling cry pierced straight into his heart like a cold needle!

"Okay, I'm not going over, you must not do anything stupid!" Xiao Minglang obediently stopped moving.

Lin Wanrou clapped her hands indifferently and said, "What a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks!" She turned to Xiao Minglang and said, "What do you like about her?" Is it beautiful? Oh, no, it should be said that it was the beauty of the past......" After speaking, she smiled meaningfully, and then leaned back into the ear of the painter and said, "Do you want him to see you now?" I can do it for you in no time! ”

Hua Yan pressed the veil harder in horror, and said in a panic: "No, I don't want him to see what I am now!" No! ”

Lin Wanrou sneered, "You don't want to? But I want him to see it! After speaking, she pulled off the veil of the painted face and pushed her towards Xiao Minglang.

Unprepared, he was pushed out and rolled three times in a row. When she stood up again, a pair of gauze stained red with blood and covering her eyes suddenly fell off.

The pain of cutting flesh tugged at the heart of the painted face. She quickly covered her empty and ugly eyes and shouted in a hoarse voice of pain: "Why do you do this to me! God! Why! ”

She no longer lingered, and jumped into the abyss behind her without hesitation!

Everything happened too fast, Xiao Minglang had not yet recovered from Huayan's appearance, and Huayan had already fallen into the abyss.

When he realized this, anger swelled in his chest, boiling blood filled his eyes, he could no longer bear it, and with lightning speed, he got up and raised his sword, and the head of the shadowless fell to the ground in an instant.

He turned around and floated, and in the blink of an eye, he stood in front of Lin Wanrou, and a bladed sword landed at the root of her ear at the same time. But he stopped, and a wisp of green silk was hit by the wind on the sword and fell off by itself.

He indifferently withdrew his sword from its scabbard, and turned to walk towards the edge where the painting had fallen. The reason why he let her go was not because he still cared about the old feelings, but because she had saved him at the beginning.

The escape from death just now scared Lin Wanrou so much that she couldn't sit on the ground, she looked at Xiao Minglang, stammered and couldn't speak, turned around to look for the guard, but saw a pool of blood in front of her. At the beginning, he was worried that the painting would be stimulated, so Xiao Minglang didn't dare to take action, no matter how they stopped him, he didn't fight back easily. But now, Huayan fell off the cliff again because of them, and lost a pair of eyes! Anger made him forget Master's teachings on self-denial and revenge, and went on a killing spree!

On the edge of the cliff, the cold wind is biting, and the snow pillars are like knives.

He knelt down with his sword in frustration, and could not stand for a long time. The blood that burst from the wound stained the snow red, and bloomed mournful blood flowers.

A fierce cold wind carried petals and petals from nowhere, spilling into the sky. Scattered, desolate and desolate, like an evening song that fades away at dusk.

He held a petal casually, and suddenly smiled miserably, let alone said: "The moon is cool and the apricot blossoms are singing, and the fragrant soul dreams are blue......"

This inexplicable apricot blossom must have been summoned by her.

She once said that she loves apricot blossoms the most, quiet, and calm, even when the flowers are falling and withering......