Kiss the autumn rain with your eyebrows, leaning over to look at the morning and evening.

Amorous dare not grow old, and there is no return at the end of the world.

The years are full of poetry and wine, and the mountains and seas are uneven.

It takes a thousand years to wake up from a dream, and get drunk in Peach Blossom Creek.

——Nan Kongchen "Cangheng Return"

The courtyard is covered with pine and green tiles, and the ground is full of sycamore yellow in front of the door, and an exquisite courtyard is quietly located in the deep mountains.

Back then, after parting with Xuan Po and others, Lingyue, who had not revealed her identity, returned to Sheng'anjing, sold her property, erased her whereabouts, and secretly controlled several officials with secret methods, as a latent eyeliner, and then joined Cang Heng who was guarding outside the city, and the two sneaked into the mountains, acquired this elegant small courtyard, and waited quietly.

The years never want to stay for anyone, and in a flash, it is late autumn, and the slightly chilly sunlight crosses the light window and falls obliquely on Cangheng's face.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, Wan Xiu opened his eyes, the bright starlight flashed from his eyes, he sat up, shook his chaotic head, and his tone was puzzled: "Cangheng.。。 Wan Xiu Yi.... Who the hell am I?"

The silver bell rang outside the door, and Lingyue's crisp voice came from outside the house: "Hengheng.. Wake up. The sun is drying your buttocks~" Then, the door was pushed open, and Lingyue walked into the house with breakfast.

"Oops~ I woke up by myself today, it's really strange~" Lingyue, who put down breakfast, saw "Cangheng" who had already gotten up, covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes were full of pampering.

"Hengheng...?are you calling me?" Wan Xiuyi turned his head blankly, a little uncertain.

Lingyue's smile stiffened, she walked to the bed and sat down, her right hand gently stroked Wan Xiuyi's cheek, and she was a little worried: "Senior Brother Cangheng.. What's wrong with it? Or are you sleeping?"

Yes, I'm Cang Heng, a kendo genius.. Cangheng. But who is Wan Xiuyi, why is this person so familiar, although he thinks so in his heart, Wan Xiuyi still smiled at Lingyue: "Lie to you~ What are you eating today?"

"Hmph. If I don't give it to you, I'll eat it myself!" Lingyue pursed her lips and twisted her head angrily, her soft hair fluttering in the air, and the fragrance was gusting.

"Don't~ Yue'er, if you can't eat the delicacies made by Yue'er in the morning, then the whole day will be tasteless. Wan Xiuyi held Lingyue's fair and slender little hand and said softly.

Listening to the words of "Cang Heng", Ling Yue narrowed her eyes happily: "Woo... Well, for your pitiful sake, I'll give it to you. However, ....." As soon as the wind of words changed, Lingyue tilted her head slightly, looked at Wan Xiuyi with a little doubt, and said, "I feel that Senior Brother Cangheng is a little different today." ”

Wan Xiu was slightly stunned, reached out and rubbed Lingyue's head: "What's the difference~?"

Ling Yue thought for a while, and said: "I feel more cheerful and gentle, just like the sun, exuding warm sunshine, such Senior Brother Cangheng, I haven't seen it for a long time...."

It turned out that since then, he has been ignoring Lingyue's feelings, thinking about revenge and becoming stronger all day long, and inadvertently, he has hurt the person who believes in him the most.

Wan Xiuyi felt deep regret and self-blame in his heart. He stretched out his hands and pulled Lingyue down in his arms, his chin gently rubbed Lingyue's forehead, with apology and distress: "Yue'er.. I'm sorry for the hard work you've had these days. ”

"No, no, no. Heng Heng is unwilling, and Yue'er is the same. Those who are wicked will pay the price, it just takes time. So... Hengheng, take care of your body, after all, it is not as good as before. Lingyue hugged the waist of "Cangheng", her heart was happy, and her eyes were full of love.

"yes.. We need time. Wan Xiuyi looked at the few strands of white hair in Lingyue's hair, his expression was lonely, time was running out.

Si people don't pluck the strings of youth, the years go on and on, and the lost time still carves traces on Cang Heng and Lingyue's bodies after all. Although the appearance of the two will not age until death, the appearance of gray hair also indicates that the lifespan of the two is only a hundred years at most.

A hundred years later, his weaker and weaker self, the hatred in his heart, made Wan Xiu feel like a fish in his throat, and he didn't have the heart to keep it warm, he patted Lingyue's back and smiled: "I'm hungry, let's get up." ”

"Hmm.." Lingyue got up, kissed "Cang Heng" lightly on the face, and then walked to the table and scooped porridge for him.

Wan Xiu got out of bed, quickly washed and dressed, and then sat down at the table, smelling the fragrant porridge, with a smile in his eyes: "I suddenly thought of the tea and herring soup cooked in Yue'er's tea before, and the taste made me remember it vividly." ”

Hearing this, Ling Yueqiao's face flushed, she glanced at "Cang Heng", and the corners of her mouth turned up badly: "Since Heng Heng misses it so much, Yue'er will show her hand another day and make a tea for you~boil~green~fish~soup!"

"Ahem.. Don't be in a hurry, I'll talk about it another day. Let me taste Yue'er's craftsmanship today. Wan Xiu shrank his neck one by one, obediently took the porridge handed by Lingyue, raised his head and drank it.

Lingyue pursed her lips and smiled evilly, teasing "Cang Heng" every day was her favorite thing.

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After breakfast, Lingyue began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, while Cang Heng took off the bladeless sword hanging on the wall, came to the courtyard, and started his daily morning work.

Quietly concentrating, holding his breath and closing his voice, Wan Xiuyi slowly pulled out the iron sword without a blade from the scabbard. Then he quickly drew his sword, the sword body did not shake in the slightest, and there was no sound in the swing, as if cutting off the air, obliterating the sound, the sword light flickered, the sun became cold, and the insects and birds breathed.

However, the more Wan Xiuyi practiced, the more uncomfortable he became, this accurate, calm, moonlight-like swordsmanship was not his swordsmanship!

He put away the sword and stood still, after a breath, he took out the sword again, this time, his sword was swift, the momentum was immense, like the nine heavens of the divine thunder fell into the mortal world, the rolling thunder sound was indomitable, suddenly the sword move changed again, the sword shadow in his hand changed thousands, like the sun sprinkled on the ground, everywhere, eternal and eternal, but everything was not over, a set of completely different sword momentum from Wan Xiu's hand unfolded, some like wind and water, some like fire and rock, some even like fierce beasts, poisonous snakes spit letters, tigers down the mountain.

In the end, the sword moves are gone, the sword momentum is all gone, thousands of swordsmanship, thousands of sword intents, all fused into one move, that is a simple straight stab, this straight stab does not see the mighty momentum, nor does it see the unparalleled speed, it's just.. Once you stab it, you die.

After Wan Xiuyi practiced this sword move repeatedly, he put away his sword and stood, closed his eyes and said nothing, standing from morning to the moon, before he opened his eyes, at this time... Everything is clear.

"Hahaha, congratulations to Senior Brother! Heaven and man have enlightened, swordsmanship has made great progress, and domination of the world is just around the corner!" Lingyue, who had been waiting for a long time, saw "Cang Heng" wake up, and suddenly jumped to Wan Xiuyi's side, joking happily.

"You girl." Wan Xiuyi smiled bitterly and pulled Lingyue back to the house, although the great progress of swordsmanship made him very happy, but he was also very puzzled in his heart.

When he practiced swords, what Dugu Sword Saint's Five Realms of Swordsmanship, Dugu Nine Swords, Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, and so on appeared in his mind, although these memories made him greatly improve his swordsmanship, but also made him wonder if he had lost his memory.

Just when Wan Xiu was full of thoughts, Ling Yue interrupted his thoughts: "That's right... There's news from Sheng Anjing, but I haven't read it yet. Then he took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Wan Xiuyi.

As soon as Wan Xiu took the letter, opened it and checked it, suddenly a fierce light broke out in his eyes, and a killing intent spread.

Seeing "Cang Heng" react like this, Ling Yue's face was slightly gloomy: "Senior brother.... Don't... He's back?"

"That's right... That traitor will arrive in Sheng'anjing the day after tomorrow. Wan Xiu shook the letter to shreds with a wave of his hand, and his tone showed deep hatred and anger, because... Cangzhen, back to Sheng Anjing.

Cang Zhen destroyed the Cangling Sword Sect's Protector Array from the inside, leading to the decline of the Cangling Sword Sect, it can be said that Cang Zhen is the head of all evils, and he is also the person who must be killed by Cang Heng and Lingyue.

The White Lotus Sect and the Shenggu Demon Sect and other major factions, with only Cang Heng and Lingyue, could not be shaken at all, but Cang Zhen was different, although Cang Zhen was obedient to the White Lotus Sect, he was not valued by the White Lotus Sect, his status was neither high nor low, and because Xuan Po and others used the power of the Buddha's blood nail to break out, they fought to kill many masters of the Golden Lotus Sect and the Shenggu Demon Sect, which also led to Cang Zhen being directly marginalized.

Although he didn't know what the reason was, Cang Zhen, who was assigned to the border, returned to Sheng'anjing, but Wan Xiuyi knew that if he missed this opportunity, he didn't know how long he would have to wait next time, and he only had a hundred years of life left, and he couldn't afford to wait.

Just as the killing intent and anger were about to take over Wan Xiuyi's brain, a voice suddenly appeared in his head, and it said, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, you finally have a chance to slash your enemy." But..... Have you really decided to go, maybe you are quiet now, a comfortable life will no longer exist, everything will change, you are sure... Do you want to go?"

The sudden voice didn't surprise Wan Xiuyi, he just replied angrily in his mind: "Of course... If I don't kill that brute, I'm upset!"

The voice did not reply, only silence.

"Hengheng... What are you doing?... What do you decide to do?" Lingyue saw that "Cang Heng" was suddenly stunned and didn't speak, stretched out her right hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and asked.

Wan Xiuyi suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Lingyue with apologies: "I will leave for Sheng'anjing tomorrow, these days... Yue'er, stay at home and wait for me to come back. ”

"Well... I know. Lingyue replied with a smile, then lowered her head, and the loneliness in her eyes did not let Wan Xiu see it. She supports any of his decisions, she believes in any of his choices, even if.... Reluctantly.

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The next day, Wan Xiu, who was ready to go, sat on the horse, and Lingyue stood aside, holding the horse rope.

"Hengheng... Be careful, and if you can't do it, don't do it. You come back, and we'll figure it out together. Lingyue babbled, and the horse rope in her hand did not let go for a long time.

"Don't worry.. I will definitely pay attention to safety, no one can keep me, because.... My moon is still waiting for me to come back. He smiled, knowing Lingyue's reluctance, and didn't urge, just looked at her gently, reassuring her.

Seeing that it was not early, after a little hesitation, Lingyue let go of the rope in her hand, turned around and returned to the courtyard gate, and signaled that Wan Xiuyi could go.

Taking a deep look at Lingyue, Wan Xiu rode his horse and whipped away, galloping away, rolling up a field of sycamore yellow leaves.

Lingyue saw that "Cangheng" was far away, and the tears hidden in her eyes finally slipped down and fell into the mottled soil, leaving deep traces.

"Although I am also unwilling, but.... What I want most is to live a carefree life with you, grow flowers and raise fish, cook and do laundry, and tease you every day. Alas, the world is unpredictable. ..... Hengheng, this time..... Yue'er is a little willful. The muttered words were unheard, and Lingyue turned around and returned to the house, the courtyard door creaking shut.

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Sheng Anjing, Huang Bottle Building, in the Tianpin box.

A group of gorgeously dressed young men with frivolous words pushing glasses and changing lamps with each other, laughing and having fun, pale and innocent. Be among them.

A man in a purple costume raised his wine glass and saluted Cang Zhenyao, and said, "Brother Cang... I haven't seen you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to change at all, you are still so suave and graceful, and you envy others!"

Cang Zhen wiped the wine from the corners of his mouth and smiled wantonly: "The words of the fifth prince make people feel like a spring breeze,... There are no outsiders here, so I'll tell you the truth, now, my status in the White Lotus Sect is rising day by day, and there is no problem in supporting you to compete for the throne, I just need you to support me a little......... Hahaha, you and I just know, drink and drink. ”

"Yes, yes, yes... Drink alcohol. The purple-clothed man known as the "Five Princes" also laughed along, but his eyes flashed with disdain and contempt.

The cunning Cangzhen, how could he not know everyone's thoughts, but now, he has no power in his hands, and his strength is low, so what can he do except pull up the banner of the White Lotus Sect.

Cang Zhen poured himself full of wine, and when he drank it, he wanted to get drunk, but the physique of an immortal cultivator was not as drunk as any wine. But he ignored it, cup after cup, and drank wildly, until the mortals around him were lying on the table, he put down the wine glass in his hand, walked to the balcony, and looked at the moon by the railing.

"Am I wrong.... No, I'm not wrong, that rotten sect should be destroyed. Even if I do it again, I.... Still will do so. Cang Zhen muttered, as if he wanted to convince his heart, and as if he was complaining about the injustice of the world.

"Heh... It seems that killing you once is not enough..."A voice came into Cang Zhen's ears, the voice was as clear as the moonlight, but the tone was as anxious as magma, rolling murderous, and the whole body was cleansed.

"!!,Who's there....." Cang Zhen turned around suddenly.

A cold sword tip pressed against Cang Zhen's throat, stopping his next words.

"True, Grim Reaper... I'm coming for you. The handsome face reflected in the eyes of Cangzhen, making him. The face is like ashes.