Chirping...

The hidden door was gently pushed open, and Ye Liang's heart had already risen to his throat at this time, and the speed of the beating was even faster than ever.

However, when he pushed the door open completely, he found that there was nothing but the familiar and quiet fragrance wafting in the room.

The shadow is not in the thatched house.

Master...

There was a look of loss in his eyes, Ye Liang walked into the house and looked around, he slowly stepped out of the house to the stone table and sat down.

If that's the case, then I'll wait.

As soon as he thought of this, he also began to enjoy the familiar scenery in this courtyard with peace of mind, and his eyes swept away, but he saw a place that was incompatible with the quiet scenery of this place.

There, the red lizard blood sword was randomly inlaid on a stone tablet, and half of the sword body was lightly exposed, as if it could be taken at will.

Seeing this, Ye Liang couldn't help but shake his head, and said with a light smile: "This is really the character of the master, he is indifferent and casual about everything, even if it is this so-called quasi-holy weapon, it is so casually lost." ”

Looking at the Red Lizard Blood Sword with such a smile, the smile on his face unconsciously gradually solidified, and then low, until later, it became extremely dignified and deep.

No way!

He stood up abruptly, his fists clenched slightly: If what Hei Lao said is true, then I can't identify myself with Master at this time, otherwise, with my current strength, I will only drag down Master and harm Master.

Ye Liang recalled all those conspiracies, as well as the things he encountered on the road just now, and gritted his teeth: In this world now, everything depends on strength, if the strength is not strong, even if I admit my identity to the master, what can I do!?

Could it be that Master will block a blow for me again as he did before he died!?

No, never!

What I want to do in this life is to let her be the happiest woman in my world, my only favorite wife, not a sad person who worries about me and sacrifices for me.

He stared at the red lizard blood sword, and his fists were white: the mysterious revenge of killing his father, the name of the unjust killing of the Silent Emperor Nie Xingmad, and Na Yaozhi, the imperial uncle, and so on.

These are not what I can bear now, if I announce my identity and be known by them, will I let Master bear it!?

So, how can I bear it!?

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Liang slowly stepped in front of the thatched hut and bowed his head three times: "Master, you wait, from today onwards, I will devote myself to cultivation without distractions, and strive to reach the peak as soon as possible and recognize you." ”

In this life, I don't want to be the person behind you anymore, I want my wings to grow enough to shelter you from the wind and rain.

Thinking of this, he slowly stood up with a resolute gaze: One day, I will come to you, tell you my identity, and tell you that your Liang'er has grown up.

He... I can really take care of you!

I don't know if it was Ye Liang's heart, sad to the heavens, or what, the snowless sky, at this time, the snow was covered with snow, scattered on the top of the mountain, floating on him.

Immediately, he walked to a small flower garden beside him, crouched down, picked a few white white roses, took them to the thatched house, and planted them in the door.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Liang habitually walked to the stone table and put three cups of tea.

Clang!

After doing this, Ye Liang violently untied the Pihe Sword on his back and stabbed it directly into the land not far away.

The river enters the soil and sputters the crushed soil at the starting point.

Between the humming, there seems to be attachment and reluctance, reflecting Ye Liang's state of mind that is somewhat concentric with it.

Swish!

At the same time, an ordinary light sword appeared in Ye Liang's hand, he swung his sword, looked at the cold sword sword body parallel to his eyes, and let the cold snow float on the light sword: "Master, today, let Liang'er make another sword song for you." ”

"In the future, you and I will recognize each other again, know each other and rely on each other..."

You... Be sure to wait for me!

The heart fell, the figure moved, and the sword flower flew.

Ye Liang's thin and slender figure, but it seemed to have washed away the lead, holding a sharp sword, and finally in that courtyard, he danced lightly: "A sword and a yellow spring..."

"Erjian (finger) Nai He Road..."

"Three Swords Dream Broken Heart..."

"Four Swords and Biluo Nian..."

...

Every time the sword came out, the grass and flowers in the courtyard shook gently, and the dew dripped down lightly, as if crying for the wound of the sad sword.

Tick tick tick.

In the snow, with the snow and the clear rain, it is like the sky crying, knocking on the surface of the lake, dripping on Ye Liang's heart.

The sword is getting faster and faster, more and more powerful, every time the sword comes out, Ye Liang's heart has a deep affection for Bai Luoshui, so the love is getting heavier and heavier, how can he forget it?

Swish!

He brandished his long sword, cutting the continuous drizzle, cutting the continuous lovesickness and hatred: "The love of leisure, only in my heart, but the bridgehead, the bank of the river, three lives and eternal life, never forget." ”

Master, I have no regrets about meeting you in this life.

At that moment, he let the sword in his hand vent in the courtyard, as if he wanted to vent all his lovesickness, so that he could endure the thoughts of her in the future.

Bear with it, the thought of wanting to tell her identity.

At that moment, Ye Liang didn't know a familiar figure not far away, carrying a bamboo basket of flowers in his hand, he had slowly approached and walked to the door of the hospital.

She stared at the familiar sword dancing figure in front of her, which seemed to have been seen for thousands of years, her glass-like eyes couldn't stop trembling, and the delicate body that had no waves for thousands of years, trembling and delicate breasts rose and fell, and her breath was uncertain: "This is... I teach Liang'er the clear water swordsmanship. ”

Liang'er... Are you here?

Bai Luoshui raised his head lightly, looking at the flying of the sword flower and the dancing of the figure, all of which were a little hopeful.

At that glance, she seemed to see the handsome young man dancing for her in the snowflakes.

As he danced, he smiled proudly: "Master, has my swordsmanship improved again? Is it to the point where it can be compared with Master?"

The green silk on his forehead moved with the sword dance, and on his slightly immature face, he said with an innocent smile: "If this is the case, then I will compete with the master and win the master." ”

She smiled and shook her head, sat quietly at the stone table, and said, "Why do you want to win as a teacher?"

Swish!

The sword came out, the snow flew, he jumped and moved, and said: "If you win the master, the master can no longer be my master..."

"If you can't be your master, what's the use of being a teacher?" Bai Luoshui chuckled softly.

"It works. He stopped his sword, fell down, walked to the stone table, picked up one of the three cups of tea, drank it in one gulp, and said, "Be my wife." ”

"Silly boy. ”

Bai Luoshui smiled and stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, brushed off the green silk on his forehead, and said, "You are still young, when you are older, you will have someone you really love." ”

"I don't care, and I don't want to. Ye Liang said: "In this life, I will marry the master, and no one else will want it." ”

One... Don't...

The thoughts suddenly returned, Bai Luo's gouache lips murmured softly, and in the beautiful eyes that looked out of the gods, I don't know when the water droplets had overflowed.

Drops of water ran down her moist cheeks, wetting her clothes and dripping on the ground.

How could the young man know that the unintentional words of his childhood were deeply rooted in her heart, and the seeds embedded in her heart were planted in her flesh and heart, and they could never be pulled out.

At this moment, if someone were standing here, it might be hard to believe that this cold and ruthless Bai Luoshui in the sky and the earth would be stupid...

The hope wept.

After a long time, when Ye Liang finally stopped dancing the sword, withdrew from the thought of longing, put away the sword and walked slowly to the stone table, picked up the teacup, and drank it all under the gaze of Bai Luoshui, he finally noticed that something was wrong.

He turned his head sideways and looked at the place where he was admitted, and this look shocked his heart, and he subconsciously blurted out: "Master!"

Syllable.

With this shout, Bai Luoshui's thoughts finally burst the embankment, and even the bamboo basket in his hand fell to the ground.

Shake up the snow and sprinkle the herbs picked.

Thank you Long Shao, the world's unequaled, poison won't make me addicted, Mr.zhou, and Qi Da for the reward. Thank you for your support, the results are not very good, I hope you can always support more publicity, walk together, code word return. (Glad I met you)

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