The lights in the distance gradually went out, and the night enveloped the whole city mercilessly, making people unable to sleep.

"Senior sister, don't drink it. The man in white spoke to dissuade him, and carefully snatched the wine glass from the girl's hand.

"Senior brother...... Don't you ...... Don't stop me, let me keep drinking. The girl was obviously drunk, and she couldn't even speak, and her whole little face was so red that she couldn't even open her eyes.

"Your first time drinking, how can you drink so much? The man in white shook his head.

"Senior brother...... Why am I so weak?"

"Nothing can help...... It will only drag you back. There were tears in the girl's eyes.

"Silly boy, you're still young. The man in white shook his head with a smile and comforted, "Senior brother, when I was as old as you, I was not as good as you." ”

"I miss Yunkong Mountain...... I miss Master and Uncle them. She rested her head on the wooden table, so that no one could see her expression.

"I don't want it all ruined...... But I'm so scared ......"

She kept her head down and kept muttering to herself, completely different from her usual ones, and she was under too much pressure at the moment.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The man in white stroked her head and comforted her softly, "It's going to be fine." ”

After a few teas, I don't know if the girl herself said that she was tired, or if she was completely drunk, and fell asleep directly on the table.

The man in white couldn't laugh or cry, so he carried her back to the room, covered her with the maid, and left the room.

After going out, he did not choose to go back to his room, but turned over and jumped on the roof, and after a few leaps, he came to a remote high place, where there was a crane-haired old man with fairy wind bones.

"Master. The man in white knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

This person is the head of Yunkong Mountain, a native of Guangyun Dao.

He didn't come to the meeting earlier because of some special reasons, but after learning about the movement in the Western Regions, he also came as quickly as possible.

"Is Lingyue asleep?"

"Just fell asleep. Lu Li replied.

Guangyun Daoist nodded, hesitated for a while, and continued to ask: "Have you heard about Shuanglong Mountain?"

"Yes. ”

"What are your plans?"

Hearing this, the man in white couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "I have no choice. ”

Everyone can back down, but he can't.

The prestige of the True Yuan Treasure Technique was obtained by his ancestor Qingyun Zhenren with blood thousands of years ago, and as his heir, it was impossible for him to disgrace this treasure and his master.

Actually, you can not be attached to this moment. The old man persuaded slightly.

"Master, I understand. The man in white nodded, "But I still want to try." ”

The meaning of Guangyun Dao people is to hope that he can temporarily avoid the edge, after all, only by cultivating to the Spirit Realm and even a higher realm can he exert the true power of the True Yuan Treasure Technique, and at that time, it will be of greater help to the Southern Regions as a whole.

But...... He didn't have that much time left.

This time Shuanglong Mountain has a great impact on the situation, and if the Southern Regions don't dare to give it a go, it is likely that they will fall into a situation from which they will never recover.

Guangyun Daoren sighed and said, "Okay, since you have made a decision, it is inconvenient for you to stop it as a teacher." ”

"After Lingyue wakes up tomorrow, I will take her back to Yunkong Mountain, her cultivation is still shallow, and she will be of little help once, if it is because she distracts you to take care of it, it will not be appropriate. ”

The man in white nodded.

......

A dark cliff edge.

An old man stood with his hands in his hands, looking into the distance.

Today's night was a little cool, and there were not a few stars to be seen in the hazy moonlight.

A figure walked out of the woods behind him, bowed slightly to the old man, and said, "Master." ”

The old man slowly turned around and asked the man, "Have you decided?"

"Yes. The black-clad Phantom Blade said without hesitation.

As if he had expected this result, the old man's expression did not change at all, and he just nodded calmly.

After all, this is a disciple he taught with his own hands, and his personality and temperament are very well understood, and he will make such a decision, which will not surprise him.

"Your talent and intelligence are really rare in the world, if you can concentrate on cultivation, your future achievements will definitely be above mine. The old man's voice was not mixed with too much emotion, and he said lightly as if he were telling a very ordinary thing.

As everyone knows, this simple sentence brought huge fluctuations to the heart of the Phantom Blade.

The old man with an evil heart has always been extremely strict and cold-blooded in his education, and he has almost never praised him, and today he actually said such things for the first time.

"It's a pity that you are too obstinate, and the experience of recent years has also made you proud and complacent. The old man with an evil heart shook his head slightly, and then said: "Although the Blood Fusion Technique is not as good as the True Yuan Treasure Technique, if you can cultivate to the third form, why would you lose so badly that day." ”

"The disciple understands. Ghostblade bowed his head, a little ashamed.

"The path is your own choice, and I can't say much, but since you have chosen, don't complain and regret it. ”

"Take care of yourself. ”

As he spoke, the figure of the old man gradually blurred, and then completely blended into the night mist.

......

Tonight seemed to be a long time, and one second seemed slower than the previous night.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew the curtains high and made a rustling sound.

Ning Yu sighed, there was no way, he couldn't sleep, so he could only turn over and get out of bed.

Walking out of the door, he turned over and climbed onto the roof, and then looked at the night sky, the crooked moon hung in the sky, desolate and lonely.

He remembered his grandmother, his grandfather, Yunyi, and rhubarb.

Are you all okay now?

Maybe it was because he had too many thoughts and his mind was confused, so that although there was a figure not far from him, he didn't see it for a long time.

After a long time, Ning Yu found that somewhere a hundred feet away from him, there was a young man about the same age as himself standing.

The young man raised his head, his clothes and hair were fluttering, untied and untied, slightly fluttering with the night breeze, and against the background of the moonlight, his face was cold, like a celestial.

His breath is incomparably pure, like the natural essence of heaven and earth, and like a peerless jade, falling under the night, exuding a faint brilliance, which makes people look sideways.

Ning Yu had never seen him, but he felt that this person's aura was very close and in line with his own, and after only a few glances, a feeling of closeness naturally appeared in his heart.

As everyone knows, although he didn't know this young man, he didn't know how much he had heard about this person's deeds.

Because he is the only inheritance disciple of the Tongtian Mountain, Lu Jun.

A dark cloud drifted over, slowly obscuring the moon.

The wind is blowing.

The rain is like thousands of silver threads falling from the sky.

The drizzle fell on the roof, and when I shook my head, it was already pouring rain in the air.

It's raining.

Ning Yu glanced at the young man in the distance and found that he happened to be looking at himself as well.

One person's eyes are clear and immaculate, like a deep spring reflecting the green shade on the shore, and the other's eyes are like light smoke and jade, natural and picturesque.

At this moment, both of them seemed to feel each other's extraordinary, and there was a hint of sympathy.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and both disappeared into the rain.

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