Qinling. Taibai Mountain.

"They're attacking, run, run!"

"Help, help me, I don't want to die yet!"

"Ignition! Everyone, not one left!"

Tongues of fire suddenly burst out in front of him, and the flames climbed along the main house to the courtyard and garden, every inch of land was covered with flames, and the fierce mountain wind fueled the fire, making the fire demon wreak havoc on the top of Taibai Mountain, devouring every house, every life, every memory......

"Mother, you take your little sister to go first, and we will break off!"

"Yu'er, Qi'er......"

"Hurry up, mother, you can't leave if you don't leave!

The sound of swords unsheathed and the footsteps of the pursuers sounded in her ears, and the woman in blue looked back at her two sons deeply, led the little girl and resolutely turned around and ran to the secret passage. The girl she was holding didn't cry or make trouble, but after running two steps, she suddenly turned around, and in those indifferent eyes that didn't fit her age, there was the shadow of the pursuer lifting the heads of her two brothers, and the raging flame.

A feather arrow broke through the air, the woman in blue didn't even want to throw the girl to the ground, the feather arrow penetrated her abdomen, she gently stroked her daughter's broken hair, over and over again, even if she burst into tears, she still showed a smile: "Mother can only accompany you here, Qianqiu, you must live, father and mother are blessed by heaven, you must live, must, do you hear?"

The blood in the woman's abdomen dripped on the girl's face, and she looked up to see her mother's appearance again, but her eyes were blurry, and she clung to the woman's hand, and her tears burst in an instant, and she didn't say anything, just clung tightly, and made a small beast-like purr in her throat.

The sound of the horse's hooves of the pursuers was getting closer and closer, but the girl didn't hear it and hugged the woman in front of her.

Mother, do you know that what I regret the most over the years is that I didn't die with you back then......

Then there will be no life that will be worse than death.

"Here, catch her!"

If it's really dead, it's not a—

"Wait a minute!

The girl's heart suddenly chuckled, she raised her head suddenly, and saw a man in white standing at the corner of the cliff, too far away for her to see the person's appearance clearly, but she could hear a sound that was sent to her ears by the wind:

"Falling ......"

"Luoluo!" The body of the woman in her arms gradually became cold, and even her pulse could only be felt for a long time. She didn't smile and hold Wuyong's hand to comfort him after the Mind Eater attack as usual, and the lips that were already bloodless gradually turned purple.

Because she suppressed the evil curse from time to time these days, Junluo entered the inner demon a day earlier.

The person in his arms seemed to be asleep, his face was peaceful, but the increasingly cold body temperature seemed to have frozen his heart. He looked around at the hall that had been stirred up by the cherry blossoms, and the spiritual power that entered Jun Luo's body was like a mud cow entering the sea, all of which were swallowed by an unknown force, and the woman still showed no signs of improvement.

"What to do......" There is no way, Wuyong feels so helpless for the first time.

"Uhh......h Wuyong was stunned for a moment, grabbed her wrist like crazy, looking for that pulse, the person in his arms became colder and colder, and before he crushed his finger bones, he finally felt the faint heartbeat.

Faint, but still.

The silver-blue light suddenly came into view, and Wuyong turned back almost ecstatically, only to see that the building wood that was originally lying on the ground had risen into the air, and the silver-blue branches were extended, as if they wanted to touch the weak woman.

Yes, there is also Jianmu! Luoluo has been fused with Jianmu, and it will definitely not reject this section!

A golden light covered the silver-blue building wood, slowly pulling it to Jun Luo's chest, and the sentient fan unfolded behind Wu Yong, and the golden thread slowly wrapped around the woman's ten fingers, as if their ten fingers were interlocked in the past.

Luoluo, you must hold on!

When- When-

The bell suddenly rang in his ears, and Jun Luo suddenly came back to his senses, and his eyes were no longer the top of Taibai Mountain just now, but a * Buddhist temple. The bright sunlight stinged the girl's eyes slightly, and she subconsciously raised her hand to block it, only to find that she was holding a sword in her hand, the scabbard was ordinary, and the hilt of the sword was carved into a coiled double snake, with a red tassel falling, but it matched her red clothes.

"Luoluo, gone. There was a call in her ears, and the man in white next to her walked forward, with a silver crown and a sword at her waist with a faint dark blue light, she looked at the back and was stunned for a moment, a trace of self-deprecation flashed in her eyes, and hurriedly followed: "Yes, Master." ”

This is a demon made of obsession, and if you don't care about entanglement, you won't be trapped to death. Junluo is certainly a person with a lot of obsessions, but in the face of life and death, she has amazing self-control.

Shangguan Lin and Master Guoyan, the abbot of Jinshan Temple, are friends with each year, and every year on the eighth birthday of the Buddha in early April, they will come to Jinshan Temple to meet with Guoyan two days in advance and participate in the Buddha's birthday. It stands to reason that Shangguan Lin, a person who cultivates immortals, should be a little inconsistent with this Buddhist temple, but it just so happens that Shangguan Lin's birthday is also the eighth day of April. Although the calmness of Daizong Villa is engraved in the bones, but the point of not arguing and scheming in everything, Junluo has always felt that it is more influenced by Shangguan Lin, the young owner.

"Abbot, the owner of Shangguan Zhuang is here. The old monk who was discussing the Buddha's birthday with the temple raised his head when he heard this, and although he was sixty and seven, his eyes were still shining as if he were forty years old, and he was younger than when he saw him last year. Jun Luo had heard that there were people with advanced cultivation who would eventually turn into crane-haired children, although she had never seen it, but this Guoyan master should be this kind of person.

"Amitabha, the owner of Shangguan Zhuang came at the right time. Guo Yan smiled and saluted, Jun Luo hurriedly followed the master to return the salute, for some reason, Guo Yan glanced at her lightly, and that glance seemed to see through her whole person. Shangguan Lin naturally noticed it, but he didn't say anything, smiled lightly, and joked: "I haven't eaten the fast meal of Jinshan Temple for a year, and Lin misses it very much." ”

Guo Yan instructed the disciples next to him to say a few words, cleaned up the two meditation rooms behind the temple, and led Shangguan Lin and Junluo to the dining hall. Along the way, Guoyan and Shangguan Lin were talking, and Jun Luo didn't interject, just followed quietly, looking at Shangguan Lin from time to time, there seemed to be a lot of words in his eyes, but he couldn't say a word.

Jun Luo was stirring the somen noodles in the bowl with chopsticks, and then heard the master beside him say: "Master Guoyan, have you changed the chef in this restaurant? This somen noodles are not as delicious as Luoluo's cooking." ”

Guo Yan smiled silently: "It turns out that the owner of Shangguan Zhuang is not picking the taste, but the people." ”

Ahem, ahem. The girl who was eating noodles on the side suddenly choked on herself, covered her mouth and coughed twice. Shangguan Lin pushed a glass of water to her, but Jun Luo waved his hand again and again, slowed down, and calmed down. Guo Yan on the other side withdrew his gaze from the girl, looked at Shangguan Lin, and said slowly: "No matter which cook, it is the same plain noodles." The owner of Shangguan Zhuang will distinguish between superior and inferior, which shows that there are still people who are higher than all living beings in his heart. ”

"Lin has a lot of concerns, and it's hard to give up, and I'm afraid I won't be able to be as open-minded as a master in this life. Shangguan Lin smiled, as if he didn't hear what the man said, and looked at the girl with extremely gentle eyes. Guo Yan knew his temper, sighed softly, and said no more. After the two of them had eaten fasting, Guo Yan said that there were some things to discuss with Shangguan Lin, and let the monk take Jun Luo to rest first, Shangguan Lin asked with a smile what needs to be avoided, Guo Yan looked at the girl in red, and said lightly:

"It's some rumors about Guizhuang in Caozhou. ”

When she heard this sentence back then, Jun Luo seemed to have been thrown into the ice cave, and she was cold from head to toe;

She used to be obsessed with the conversation between the two, even if Shangguan Lin was not unusual, she still had a mind, and this nostalgia gradually became an obsession, before he died, she wanted to know what they had talked about, and after he died, she wanted to know how he answered Guoyan.

Why did he know everything, but still cooperate with her, pretending not to know anything?

Why do you choose to believe even though you know the ending?

Jun Luo's eyes suddenly darkened, and in the next second, she appeared in the Daxiong Treasure Hall. The girl looked at the hand-copied Heart Sutra in her hand, and the severe cold of the wind and snow outside made her tremble slightly. There are only her and Guo Yan in the main hall, the red-hot charcoal in the charcoal basin crackles from time to time, and the woman in red looks out, only to see the snow in the sky, fluttering and sprinkling, as if to bury this Mount Tai is happy.

This is the biggest snow in Qilu in a hundred years, this snow has been falling for three days and three nights, and when the snow stops, the snow in the town is almost below the calf. Ah Hong said that this snow was specially laid for the owner, and when he left, the sun was in the sky, and it snowed heavily as soon as he entered the ice coffin.

"This is the Heart Sutra that Master handcopied before his death, and he instructed me on his deathbed that I must bring it to the Master. Gently handing the Heart Sutra to the wrinkled hands, Jun Luo lowered his eyes and did not dare to raise his head. The Longquan sword was already worn on her, and the seal of the sword owner was also passed to her by Shangguan Lin, but she did not ask for the position of the owner, but returned the dragon sword wrench that symbolized power to Shangguan Mingfu. This is the first time since the establishment of Daizong Sword Village that the sword owner and the owner of the village have been separated.

"Lin, passed on the owner of the village to you?" Guoyan seemed to be much older, her words were slow, but her gaze was still attentive.

Jun Luo raised his head and looked directly at him, and said slowly: "The master was going to pass it on to me, but Jun Luo was not enough to take on this great responsibility, and he has returned the position of the owner to the old man." ”

Whirring - the wind whistled and blew against the temple door, and the words were silent for a long time, and finally sighed:

"Rise to the top in the face of difficulties, no regrets. ”

"......" The girl in red was silent, for a while, she closed her eyes, and her voice trembled slightly: "Jun Luo once heard that the master once told the master that I was his fate......

"What the master said is true, and I am. ”

Rumble!

Everything around him collapsed in an instant, Jun Luo only felt that he was falling in a darkness, the darkness had no bounds, no end, it was darkness, black like the coffin she had lived in, like the night she was beaten by the boss's wife, like the black coal pile she hid in from the officers and soldiers, like the night she first saw him-

A little golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and in the next second, the dazzling golden lotus bloomed in front of his eyes!

"In the current Longquan Sword Lord of the Xiadai Sect Sword Village, dare to ask the name of the friend?"

"No contention, no mediocrity. ”