readx;? He was a little entangled, he was really eager to see the last sword of the Sword God, it must be a sword that shocked the world and wept ghosts. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Tian Lai Novel.2 But he didn't want to leave Zijin'er, and that expression could be understood by anyone who came over.

Even the extremely young Zhu Yinong can see it.

But Bei Tang Die and Zi Jin'er didn't understand.

Bei Tang Die almost went up and stretched out his hand to pull the sword, while Zi Jin'er stayed there, I don't know if it was for the sword move or the green light.

Luo Liuyun was very straight, and after saluting the Northern Tang Die, he was the first to speak: "Holy Maiden, do you think you should let this lord pass down the swordsmanship first?"

"So?" Northern Tang Die finally understood the idea of the Tianshan Sect, how precious are these newly created several sets of swordsmanship? What he just deduced was only the sword technique of the sword god's youth, thinking that his sword moves in his youth and middle age must be even more spicy, and he should indeed leave the treasure first.

As soon as she figured this out, she immediately regained her IQ, beckoned to Zhu Yinong, and instructed: "Before the sword ceremony, I must ask this gentleman and your senior sister to come to the general school together, and I also have something to ask." ”

Turning around, she smiled and said, "Let's all go back, when the Tianshan Sect learns the swordsmanship, everyone will naturally be able to benefit." ”

With that, she took another deep look and flew away.

Wang Ben was in a hurry, he automatically ignored him just now, he was not in a hurry at all, and his usual flying and domineering was completely different. But now he doesn't let him look at the sword, he is anxious and has lost his soul.

Luo Liuyun saw that the Holy Maiden hadn't gone far yet, so he deliberately said loudly: "Elder Wang, are you still rubbing the sword marks today?"

When Wang Ben was scratching his ears and cheeks, Beitang Butterfly didn't look back, and said in a crisp voice: "Elder Wang, go back, don't affect Mr. Passing the sword." ”

Wang Ben's face suddenly fell.

Zhu Yinong pulled Luo Liuyun to leave, Zi Jin'er finally came to her senses immediately, and hurriedly said: "Sect Master, Senior Sister, you can learn together, the disciple's comprehension ability is really poor." ”

Luo Liuyun was a little moved.

Zhu Yinong hurriedly looked at him and said: "Senior sister, you can learn as much as you can, and if you can't comprehend it for a while, you can draw it, and at most you can record it in a jade slip." We don't dare bother you. ”

After speaking, he squeezed his big eyes, giggled and pulled the master away, making Zijin'er blush.

In the next few days, he taught Zi Jin'er three sets of swordsmanship in detail, sometimes at the expense of hand-in-hand teaching.

If the evil spirits and the crow see the current appearance of the fox, their jaws will definitely drop. He is simply the most patient master in the world, and teaching his apprentices is the same as embroidery.

Zijin'er felt as if this was the happiest time of her life. But she came to understand that this should not be her happiest time. Looking at Qian's patient and meticulous appearance, he had no desires and no desires, and his heart became numb.

On the eighth day, Zi Jin'er finally mustered up the courage to sit side by side with Qian in front of the cliff, and was just about to speak, when Zhu Yinong's crisp voice came from the bottom of the mountain, "Senior sister, can I go up?"

Zi Jin'er's face turned red, and she couldn't help but say, "Senior sister, I still have some doubts, please wait a moment." ”

He had a sense of foreboding, and he was a little restless.

Zi Jin'er looked at his face seriously, with affectionate eyes and angular lines, as if she wanted to remember this beauty and innocence forever and imprint it in her heart.

Looking, watching, tears flowed.

He was completely flustered, he was completely a chick, and almost in a moment, he was going to recruit himself.

"I'm sorry," Zi Jin'er choked tears rolled down in large quantities, burning her cheeks in the cold wind.

"Why do you say that?" said the Tsuna, fearfully.

"I look at you, but I'm actually thinking about my ghost horse. I'm really sorry......" Zi Jin'er didn't dodge her gaze at all, "It's so unfair to you, you're a good person, in fact, I've never met anyone better than you since I was born." ”

"So......" Zi Jin'er choked up and couldn't go on, she now had to find another angle to lead the words again, and said: "I promised him to wait for him here, and I firmly believe that one day, he will come with a lamp like you." So ......"

Rhino was a little incoherent, "It's okay, so what?"

"So ......"

"So, I want to thank you for your love. ”

He was a little stupid, his eyes were shining with color, staring at this beautiful face, I don't know why? I was very reluctant, but he was not unwilling, let alone regretful, he was very glad that he had come to it in person.

"If, one day, you feel lonely, come to me on the evil island of the Ten Thousand Souls Immortal Sect. Finally getting rid of all the negativity, the language began to flow smoothly, "Even if I have ascended, as long as you wait for me on the island, I will come back." ”

"If there is an afterlife, maybe I will go to ......"

The two stared at each other for a long time, and suddenly spoke in unison.

"Goodbye. ”

"Will definitely see you again. ”

She put the mottled bronze lamp on top of the boulder, and Zi Jin'er took out the snow lotus that she had given her.

The big sleeves fluttered, and the wind drove away.

Zhu Yinong, who was listening to the corner of the wall with tears in his eyes, hurriedly jumped up from the snow nest and said hurriedly: "My lord, don't go, the holy woman invites you over." ”

As if he hadn't heard, he continued on his way.

Zhu Yinong jumped up and said, "My lord, don't you even look at the sword god's Dacheng sword?"

A dashing voice came: "Let Bei Tang Die rest assured, when she takes over the leadership of the alliance, Dongfang Qian will definitely come to worship the mountain to congratulate." ”

Yes!

Zhu Yinong wondered, did the saint just want him to cheer at the sword ceremony?

Suddenly, his heart moved, and he shouted, "My lord, are you a saint?"

"Hahaha! ”

After the dragon disappeared, Dongfang Yu flashed out of mid-air and muttered to himself: "Give back the pearl and tears, I hate to meet ......when I am not married."

......

Early in the morning, the Snow Mountain sent disciples to sweep the cliffs, and set up the lanterns for lighting, illuminating the mountain road like a milky way.

The sect masters and important elders of the Seven Sects of the Great Snow Mountain gathered together.

Beitang Butterfly wears a beige brocade robe, and a small white flower is pinned between her temples, which looks even more delicate.

However, her heart is actually not declining, in the past two days, the greetings sent by the various sects in the northern kingdom, the highest level is the early quasi-saint, which is too incommensurate with the prestige of the Snow Mountain Sect. If Master was alive, how could they dare to do so?

Today's ceremony won't be without decent guests, right? The big sects around me won't look at my jokes, right? Personal honor and disgrace are small, and the Snow Mountain Sect won't be reduced to a second-rate sect, right?

The closer he got to the time of passing the sword, the more uneasy Beitang Die became, and there were faint beads of sweat on his face.

At this time, the disciples of the Seven Sects were practicing the newly created swordsmanship for the guests who had arrived, among them, Zijin'er's set of green lantern swordsmanship was full of color, but Bei Tang Die didn't seem to hear it.

Suddenly, the disciples under the mountain began to report in almost a roaring tone:

The saint Dongfang has arrived!

Lord Supreme Nalan Tianyue has arrived!

Supreme Oriental Yu adults have arrived!

The ancestor of the catastrophe wishes that Lord King Kong has arrived!

Lord Feng Mantian, the ancestor of the catastrophe, has arrived!

Lord Luo Wutong, the ancestor of the tragedy, has arrived!

"My sky!, there are a total of four Tribulation Ancestors in Quanda 6, and three of them have come, quickly report to the Taishang of this sect, and hurry up......"

"Even Master Dongfang Yu is here in person, this is the legendary hero of the Big 6. It's terrible, the face of the Snow Mountain Sect is too big. ”

The hall suddenly panicked.

And the Northern Tang Butterfly has burst into tears.