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In just these moments, the two of them took a deep breath, their palms against each other, and as soon as the real power was fired, the two of them were like carrying a big umbrella, and the fall was immediately slow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, only a "bang" was heard, and the two of them had already set foot on the field, but they both felt that it was dark in front of them, and they were both unconscious.

I don't know how long it took, Yizhimei had already woken up, she saw Jiang Songyang unconscious, and then saw a trace of black blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, recalling the scene when Jiang Songyang was about to fall off the cliff, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise and pounced.

A few days ago, Jiang Songyang inadvertently saved this Zhimei's life, but she never forgot it, and actually followed him all the way up this ghost mountain.

She originally just wanted to wait for the opportunity to repay her kindness, but she didn't know that she had fallen in love with Jiang Songyang deeply, and only when it came to life and death would her feelings for him be revealed. If it weren't for that, she would never have jumped off the cliff without thinking about it the moment Jiang Songyang fell.

Human emotions are so magical, but only true love can have this kind of magic.

Ask what is the situation in the world, and teach life and death directly.

Love does not take a long time for a relationship to germinate, only friendship will be deepened by accumulation.

At this time, a plum luck finger was like flying, and it had already lit several big points in Jiang Songyang's heart to prevent the toxin from invading his viscera. She helped Jiang Songyang to sit up, and immediately stretched out her palms and pressed them on the back of his heart, submerging her true strength.

After touching a stick of incense, Jiang Songyang woke up leisurely. Yizhimei couldn't help crying with joy, and said happily: "Brother Yang, you finally woke up!"

Unconsciously, Yizhimei had changed his name to Jiang Songyang, but Jiang Songyang didn't seem to notice any difference, as if he had heard Yizhimei call him like this thousands of years ago.

Love has quietly taken root and blossomed in the hearts of two young people, the flower of love.

The flower of love could never be seen, but Jiang Songyang saw it, and what he saw was the tears in Yizhimei's beautiful eyes. He suddenly felt hot in his heart, but he heard Yizhimei say angrily: "Brother Yang, have you tried the poison in your body quickly!"

Jiang Songyang sat cross-legged according to his words and silently performed Xuangong. After a long time, he opened his eyes, smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay!"

Yizhimei was overjoyed when she heard this, and she couldn't help but fall into her arms.

Jiang Songyang felt that a clear fragrance surrounded him, surrounded the surroundings, surrounded the whole heaven and earth, and he didn't know whether this fragrance came from Mei'er, or the flowers and plants nearby.

The two hugged each other so quietly, completely forgetting everything, as if in their hearts, only the two of them were left in heaven and earth.

Jiang Songyang was hugging the soft incense, but he didn't feel that his heart was fluttering, and he was busy trying his best to collect his mind, and suddenly heard a plum and say softly: "Brother Yang, why is your face so red, is it that the poison in your body has not been cleared yet?"

"It's not. Jiang Songyang smiled wryly, and hurriedly changed his head, "Mei'er, we have been falling for a long time, and I don't know what happened to Senior Tan's mother and son and Fu Jiu!"

Yizhimei said coquettishly when she heard this: "You always remember others and look at your own situation! Even if Senior Tan and the others can't defeat Xiao Shaofei and them, according to their martial arts, it is not difficult to escape from this ghost mountain." ”

Jiang Songyang thought about it and felt reasonable, so he smiled bitterly and shook his head.

After a while, he inadvertently looked up, but saw that the wall was steep and smooth, towering into the sky, and he didn't realize that he had frowned.

At this time, the endless spring rain has been sprinkled from the clouds.

The two of them hurriedly looked into the distance, but saw that the surrounding rocks were craggy, the mountains in the distance were stacked, and there was no place to shelter from the rain.

Jiang Songyang suddenly smiled and said, "Mei'er, in fact, isn't it also a very romantic thing to walk in the drizzle."

Yizhimei smiled when she heard this, and said, "Brother Yang, I really can't imagine that a man as bold as you can actually know how to be romantic!"

Walking not far away, Yizhimei suddenly pointed with her hand and said, "Brother Yang, look, there is a cave over there!"

Jiang Songyang looked in the direction of her finger, and saw that there was indeed a hole in the mountain wall not far ahead, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The entrance of the cave was full of flowers and plants, and the fragrance came to the nose, and two murmuring swallows were passing through the entrance of the cave.

The two glanced at each other, and then ran quickly to the hole, and then dodged into the hole.

This cave was very narrow at first, but after walking more than ten steps, it suddenly opened up, and there was a cave inside.

The small bridge in the cave is flowing water, flowers are everywhere, and a few unknown birds are playing freely, but they are not surprised to see people coming.

The two walked hand in hand through a peach forest and came to an octagonal pavilion.

The two couldn't help but look around, but when they saw that the stone tables, stone chairs, stone beds and other "furniture" around this pavilion were all available, they couldn't help but be stunned, and secretly said in their hearts: "Could it be that someone has ever lived here?"

Yizhimei suddenly said "huh".

Jiang Songyang heard that her voice was different, so he said: "What's wrong" Yizhimei raised her hand and pointed, and said, "Look!"

Jiang Songyang turned his head to look, but saw two stone mounds piled up in a corner in front of him.

The two were stunned, and hurriedly ran to the front hand in hand, only to see a few big characters engraved on the tombstone in front of one of the stone mounds - the tomb of his beloved wife Ling Zhiyan.

When Yizhimei saw it, she lost her voice and said: "Brother Ling Zhiyan Yang, is it your uncle's 'Divine Sword' Feng Rui's beloved wife Ling Zhiyan"

Jiang praised the "um" and said in a deep voice: "Nineteen years ago, Senior Aunt and Uncle Feng went to the Divine Sword Tower. That time, the two of them lived in the Divine Sword Building for three days, and my aunt also taught me a set of 'ethereal sword techniques', who knows......"

For a while, Yizhimei didn't know how to connect, and turned her head to look at another tombstone, which was also engraved with a few big characters - the tomb of the heroic Fengrui.

When Jiang Songyang saw it, he couldn't help but be shocked, his face turned pale, and he muttered, "Uncle Feng has passed away...... He is only about forty years old today, why did he go to the immortal!"

Yizhimei sighed lightly, frowned, and said: "Feng Daxia is known as the 'magic sword', and his martial arts are the first in the world, so who can kill him!"

Jiang Songyang said in a deep voice: "No one in the world can kill Uncle Feng!" Yizhimei said: "But this tombstone must have been erected by someone else!"

Jiang Songyang thought about it and stopped talking.

If this tombstone was erected by Feng Rui before he died, then the tombstone must be engraved with the word "deceased husband", not "hero". However, who erected the monument?

After a while, Yizhimei walked over and sat down on a stone chair and said, "Brother Yang, the dead are gone, don't be too sad." We...... Let's raise it here for a few days, and then go up the mountain to take revenge."

Jiang Songyang smiled bitterly when he heard this, can he still take revenge He couldn't help but sigh, and heard Yizhimei shout: "Brother Yang, there are words on this stone wall!"

There are not only words on this stone wall, but also a picture, which depicts a man in tight clothes is "bending down and dancing with a knife", which is obviously a set of martial arts diagrams, and there are four big characters engraved above the image - the dragon knife method.

"Spiral Dragon Knife Method" Yizhimei lost her voice and said, "This ...... Isn't it your uncle's Fengshen Sword's mastery that is famous all over the world?"

Jiang Songyang let out a "hmm" and frowned.

Yizhimei said happily: "Brother Yang, this is your uncle's legacy, you can practice quickly, when you practice this set of sword techniques, we will definitely be able to take revenge!"

Jiang Songyang smiled bitterly and said, "I practice swordsmanship, and you practice swordsmanship, why don't you practice this set of swordsmanship!"

Yizhimei said: "My internal strength and understanding are not as good as yours, if I practice this sword technique, I don't know how long and what month I will practice!

What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours, and the words are so ordinary, but what covenant oath in the world is more sincere and deeper

Jiang Songyang felt that his whole body was boiling with blood when he heard this, but his heart was infinitely tender, and he only heard Yizhimei say again: "Brother Yang, if you practice swordsmanship, I won't be idle, you see there is still a set of swordsmanship here!"

Not far from this "Rotating Dragon Sword Technique", there is indeed a set of swordsmanship engraved, but the painting is full of images of women, and there are also four big characters engraved above the image - chasing the phoenix swordsmanship.

"Chasing the Phoenix Sword Technique" Jiang Songyang frowned and said, "I haven't heard of it, I don't know which master carved it!"

Yizhimei muttered: "Look at the women in these images, the master who created this set of swordsmanship is also a woman."

Jiang Songyang couldn't answer, he inadvertently glanced at it, and saw a long yellow package on a stone table a few feet away. His heart moved, and he walked over.

The package was opened, but inside was a knife, a sharp, bejeweled Pu knife, and the scabbard was engraved with three powerful and flying characters - Thunder Knife.

Yizhimei said puzzledly: "Could it be that this is the knife used by the Fengshen Knife before his death."

"It's not. Jiang Songyang groaned, "It is said that the knife that Uncle Feng used when he was fighting at the Lotus Peak of Huangshan Mountain nineteen years ago was a blunt iron knife that had rusted, but whose knife did it belong to?"

Yizhimei smiled: "No matter whose it is, it's yours now." Brother Yang, let's practice the martial arts on this stone wall now."

Jiang Songyang has been practicing for more than ten years, but he does not find it difficult to practice this "Rotating Dragon Sword Technique".

Before you know it, it's afternoon. At this time, Jiang Songyang had already practiced these three styles of "Rotating Dragon Knife Technique", which was only practiced, not mastered.

It must be known that although there are only three styles of this set of knife techniques, it is so mysterious and subtle, even if Jiang Songyang's comprehension is high, it is impossible to practice it in just one or two hours.

Jiang Songyang put away the knife and said, "Mei'er, how are you?"

Yizhimei shrugged her shoulders and said, "This set of 'Chasing Phoenix Sword Technique' is too subtle and subtle, I can't learn it!"

Jiang Songyang said gently: "Don't worry, if we stay here for a few more days, we will definitely be able to learn the martial arts on this stone wall." ”

Yizhimei nodded, suddenly made a grimace, and said mischievously: "Brother Yang, I'm hungry now." ”

Jiang Songyang smiled slightly and said, "I'll go find something to eat." As soon as the words fell, a slender figure suddenly appeared on the stone wall in front of him.