"Senior Brother Tuoba Feng, the Sword Sect is frightened, right, let's make a move. Chunshui Caotang Ning Qing was dressed in plain white clothes, and his footsteps lightly landed on the No. 6 Yanwuping that was already pitted, and a pair of Mu Ran's eyes ignored the corpses and flesh scattered on the Yanwuping, just like the Moon Palace fairy in the fallen area, and the cold and indifferent voice came out from the white veil on his face, which made everyone on the field shudder in this slightly warm today.

"Shoot?" Unexpectedly, Bu Feng shook his head, and a pair of eyes carefully looked at Ning Qing, who was standing opposite him, and did not let go of a single cent, "Why do you want to make a move?" Since Senior Brother Tuoba chose to let you go before he died, although I deny his choice, I still respect the decision he has made. ”

"Then you're just here to smash the field of the Heroes' Meeting?" Ning Qing was as emotionless as a robot, her silent pupils were dim, and the pair of eyes that shone with a strange light were bright and dark with the Bu Fengfeng who was standing opposite her.

"Smashing the field? It's really not in line with your identity as a fairy, even if it's just man-made. Bu Jingfeng said ridiculous words, but there was no smile on his face, and he said very seriously, "Senior Brother Tuoba sent a letter to the sect a month ago, saying that he would bring us a sister-in-law back. The original text is written like this, rabbit cubs, Nian Guan lets you know what a real woman is, your senior brother and I, I decided to sleep and die in the gentle mound of the beauty pass. ”

Speaking of this, Bu Jingfeng shook his head, and said without any smile on his face: "It's really embarrassing for him, a person who can only hold a sword, to write such a long series of words with a pen, and he made me look like I was going to fly, but I didn't expect him to be so crow-mouthed, and he really died in the beauty pass, gentle mound." ”

Ning Qing's eyes fluctuated for the first time, and the fingertips of the five slender fingers containing the lightsaber turned white, and the whole person became even more cold.

Bu Jingfeng ignored Ning Qing's changes, and said to himself, "So, I thought, since he is going to let me see my future sister-in-law, then even if he is dead, I should still come and see what kind of woman is like who makes him swoon and moths to the fire." ”

At this point, as if he had completed his task, he turned around, walked down the No. 6 Yanwuping, and said in a voice that could only be heard by himself, "What, it's just a lifeless statue, a marionette, Spring Water Cottage, hehe." ”

The step frightened wind just left, no one knew who he was when he came, and when he left, he still walked away lightly, neither to Tuoba Feng's extremely gorgeous encounter, nor to quietly disperse like the young Jin, just like when he climbed the Sword Sect Mountain every year, he went away step by step, until he disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Go on. Ning Qing's eyes returned to calm again, leaving an extremely indifferent sentence and drifting away.

Sword Sect.

The clouds on the top of the Sword Mountain of the Sword Sect are extremely gorgeous, even if they are not as magnificent as the lake in the Xuzhou Star City, but they are not inferior, the most important thing is that when the sun shines on the strange stone on the top of the mountain, the artistic conception of the immortal guiding the way bursts out, and a finger of slightly hazy sword qi runs through the entire Sword Mountain.

Bai Suxin has been sitting on the edge of this strange stone with her legs crossed since last night, with her back against Chu Wensheng, who was also silent. Birth, old age, sickness and death were so indifferent in front of those old people of the Sword Sect, when Tuoba Feng's body was sent back, the seven sons of the Sword Sect just indifferently ordered to go to cremation and left, returning to their original place, repeating their work day after day, and compiling the classics of the Sword Sect. Even the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, who was the master of Tuoba Feng, only sighed slightly, still looking like a Confucian in white.

The Sword Sect is actually very strange as one of the three sects in the world, from the bottom of the sword path to the sword platform, the sword pool and even the sword room, it is an ordinary sword sect on the rivers and lakes, but there is no final destination for swordsmen, the sword mound.

The Sword Sect has been passed down from generation to generation, and there are naturally many swordsmen who have passed away from birth, old age, sickness and death, but most of them have been cremated by the sect, and the ashes have been scattered by people standing on the top of Sword Mountain, melting into the morning sun and sunset of thousands of qi machines, taking them between heaven and earth, and returning them between heaven and earth.

Tuoba Feng's ashes were scattered on the top of Sword Mountain by Chu Wensheng alone last night, which should have been done by Bai Suxin, but she was unwilling, saying that Tuoba Feng had been afraid of herself all his life, so just let him go briskly.

From the sunset to the morning dew condensation, the top of Jianshan Mountain was cold and raging, even if Bai Suxin had internal cultivation, his body was still trembling slightly, feeling the trembling of Bai Suxin's body behind him, Chu Wensheng swallowed the sound of sighing in his throat, turned around and put his coat on Bai Suxin's body, hugged Bai Suxin in his arms, stretched out his hand to wipe away the frost condensed on Bai Suxin's eyebrows, and said gently,

"The deceased is gone, I have to reminisce, I can't think about it, plain heart. Go down, as you say, and let Tuoba go easily, with our blessings and blessings to us. ”

Bai Suxin also stretched out his hand to hug Chu Wensheng's waist, listened to Chu Wensheng's solid and powerful heartbeat, and smiled reluctantly: "I was just thinking about why him? Why did his eyes shine like that when he saw Tuoba, why did he even go down the mountain and leave without even attending Tuoba's final funeral?"

"He?" Chu Wensheng frowned, "You're talking about Bu Fengfeng, right, I can't figure out why he is a disciple of the mountain after Tuoba." ”

"Hmm. Bai Suxin lay softly on Chu Wensheng's chest, and at this moment, it reflected the feminine side of a woman.

"Obviously, he is the most inconspicuous one, he gave up halfway through sword practice, and he didn't take the sword practice seriously, and he didn't even bother to touch the sword, so only Tuoba would pull him and force him to follow him. ”

"You hate to frighten the wind. Chu Wensheng listened so much and came to this conclusion.

"It's not a hate, it's just a dislike, an unspeakable dislike, an inexplicable dislike, as if somehow he will treat Tuoba as his brother, and he will stay away from him for no reason. Bai Suxin continued.

"Again, it's hard to imagine that these two of them would be like this. But since you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Chu Wensheng comforted Bai Suxin, "Tuoba Feng, step frightened, it's really inexplicable, strange two brothers." ”

The former site of the Zhengqi Sect in southern Xinjiang, the continuation of life.

The moonlight is projected down and falls on the quiet life-sustaining tan, swinging and leisurely, like a quiet and beautiful picture that cannot bear to be destroyed. The remnants of the butterfly and the fallen leaves that had covered the life-sustaining Tan had sunk into the deep pool of water, and there was no trace of it.

Suddenly, a circle of ripples appeared on the calm life-sustaining tan, as if someone had touched it, and plucked the strings that had been idle for a long time with his hand, and the melodious sound of the piano disturbed this quiet picture.

At this moment, a touch of jade whiteness appeared on the life-sustaining Tan, the whiteness was comparable to the moonlight above the head, but it was more exciting, and the device was as clear as jade, and it was more eye-catching, just like warm jade like smoke, like a dream. The round and delicate toes curled up gently on the water surface of the life-sustaining Tan slightly, and suddenly, the whole scene seemed to be the finishing touch, and it came alive.

The blue waves rippled, and even the cold moonlight that stayed on the surface of the pool rose and fell like a waving satin, swaying round and round of ripples.

In this beautiful tranquility, the white figure finally disappeared into the life-sustaining tan, only a small head was left far away, and the long and supple three thousand white hair was smoothly spread on the surface of the pool, like a slender silver snake.

There are two sets of folded shirts placed on the boulder next to the Life Continuation Tan, one is colorful, extremely gorgeous and not too complicated, and the other is a light shirt and white coat flat boots, a standard Kyushu martial arts rookie suit, Ye Wen was dressed up when he first came out of Wuting Town.

Gradually, the life-sustaining Tan was densely covered with a field of colorful butterflies, gradually and slowly staying on the boulder, the surface of the pool, the shore and the three thousand beautiful white hairs, as if in pity, chanting.

Slowly, Hu Die's eyes recovered from exhaustion and returned to their previous appearance, smart, clear, and unstained with dust.

In the water, a white lotus root seemed to raise its arms, as if to grasp the cold moonlight, the slender fingers opened, held the moonlight above his head, put it in front of him and opened it, repeating it dozens of times, Hu Die was still happy to do it, until the butterfly in the pool slowly sank, Hu Die withdrew the hand to catch the moon.

After going ashore at a very fast speed and covering her thrilling whiteness with that set of colored clothes, Hu Die held her cheeks and looked at the full butterfly wings on the life-sustaining Tan in front of her, and her eyes were filled with a trace of melancholy.

She actually prefers another set of white knight's clothes. Hu Die is her, and Ye Dieer is also her. Using his name and naming her own name, Hu Die felt an inexplicable joy in her heart, but after only a month behind him, she was about to return to the life continuation Tan. The continuation of life made her roots deep, but Hu Die did not feel any remorse.

It is said that the women of the Miao family are the most enthusiastic, dare to love and hate, and say their love. But as a Miao spirit girl, she is a little timid. Hu Die liked him very much, she was sure of it many times, but she didn't dare to say it. Just like the question that had been hidden in her heart for a long time, she also did not dare to say it.

Presumably that person also likes him like him so much, on that handkerchief, the peach is dying, scorching.

Thinking of this, Hu Die was a little happy and a little shy, but the butterfly was on it.