(Maopu Chinese) Not all stations are the first romance debut, search for 151+ reading network and you will know. (Fengwu Literature Network) Ice @ Fire! Chinese Jing Che stood up with difficulty in the room and watched his tall figure cast an empty black shadow on the door The wind shook and disappeared She walked out step by step with her knees on her knees It seemed that this simple step would also take her great strength

When she pushed the door open, the wind outside was inexplicably strong, and the fine sand swept through the hall, burrowing into her empty trousers and placket, and the whole person seemed to be blown down by the wind at any moment

"Where are you going?" also Xiu walked in from the side courtyard and held her body

"Where is he?"

"Nearly a month and a half, he went to the shrine"

She nodded, and without saying anything, she crossed over and walked towards the shrine

This distance is not long It is not a long time to say that it is a hundred miles of wind and it is there in the blink of an eye in the wind But it is also a long time Jing Che has been walking for a long time Like an old and weak woman Footsteps are staggering She walked back to Jing Che from the red clothes It took four years

He also followed behind her, keeping a few steps apart

Until standing at the foot of the open bluestone steps of the shrine, Jing Che saw through the gray sky that the wind lifted the miserable white soul flags on the eaves of the temple, and the hunting sound mixed with the cold air penetrated the root of people's necks

"If you don't find another exit, I'm afraid you'll have to force your way out," he said, walking past the white jade tiles paved at the entrance of the shrine, and his voice was low and majestic

"I'm in Yiyang Valley; I haven't found any other exit "Hundreds of miles of wind stood against the wind with his hands in his hands On the stone steps, a few people carrying bronze tripods happened to pass by, and the originally blocked vision gradually became brighter "If you break in..."

As he spoke, his voice lowered, and Yuan Ji looked down suspiciously at his gaze, and at the foot of the bluestone steps stood a girl in a single dress, with long black hair bulging in the wind; There is a beauty in trance that is distant and unforgiving

Many years later, Jing Che has forgotten many things in the past, things that love is fateful or hateful, and too long time has smoothed the torrent, but this scene is in her memory. He and she were separated by a short staircase, and their eyes looked through the sparse crowd to see each other, but in Jing Che's sense, she was looking at the other side of a raging river, and the fog was thick here, and they were far away, and the waves were raging, and there was no one to ferry

The face of the hundred miles of wind was blurred in the wind, and she saw the majestic statue of the god standing high behind him, but in fact, he looked more like a god of the turbid world, and with her mortal hands, she couldn't even hold the wind of her clothes, so far away

She remembered that there had been such a scene many years ago, when she was a girl, and when she was standing in the crowd, his heart was a prophecy for the future

She's an extraordinary man, he's not a god, but he's still going further and further in her story

"Master," she said first, her voice was not heavy, and before she could speak, she was disturbed by the wind

And the hundred miles between the wind still hear through sp; Countless times when he dreamed back at midnight, he would miss the past and all kinds of gestures of Ah Che calling his master, and now the girl's voice really sounded in his ears for the first time, but he heard indifference without emotion

Calmly like him, at this time, he doesn't know whether to advance or retreat; wanted to call her out but stopped talking It was he who personally said to Hongyi If Ah Che becomes a person like her, he will send her clean with a sword But when Hongyi is really Ah Che He can't kill her with a sword He can't do it Otherwise, he won't do everything possible to save her

What everyone didn't expect was that in the next second, the single-clothed woman bent her legs and knelt down towards the indifferent Baili Wind on the stone steps

His fingers trembled a little, and her detachment frightened him, because even when she was apprenticed, he forced her to kneel, and she bowed her head three times in a perfunctory manner, and she was finished, and she never knelt down three times or nine times like she does now

She was prostrate on the ground, her forehead solemnly knocked on the stone steps three times, and when she looked up again, the corners of her forehead were already scarlet, and she pursed her lips, letting her long hair be lifted by the wind, and refused to stop puffing into the air, and whipped on her face like a whip

"It was not a great gift for apprenticeship back then, and it will be returned today" Jing Che was unprecedentedly solemn

If she wants to return the gift, she wants to break off her righteousness

The corner of the eaves of the shrine is diagonally into the air, and the posture of waiting for take-off is a little sad, and the wind is strong again

Hundred miles of Kazama stood on a high place, and the temple stood still behind him, just as his expression was blowing, and his clothes were hunting

Jing Che got up, went up one step again, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and her forehead broke through a line of redness, she probably didn't know it, her sonorous and soft voice sometimes made people heartbreaking: "From the age of fourteen to the Qiye Emperor's Mausoleum to the Ten Mountains, Master's four-year nurturing grace is unforgettable."

In fact, it was more than four years and three months, and when she left, it was a cold night in the wax moon, and after all, she couldn't wait until June to see the June snow bloom on Yunqin Peak in the fifth year

In the past four years, it was destined to be unquiet from the first encounter, and she only heard him talk about it later, that moonlit night twelve years ago, when she was still fat, she lay on his back, because she didn't know the height of the sky, and was too noisy, and he slept in the hole, and she hatefully yelled at him that he was so impatient at that time, and she forgot that her game was also carried on tirelessly from the beginning, and she lost her temper again and again, and challenged his patience, and made him worry about her, and finally shook hands and made peace

Their run-in period is so long, and no one refuses to give in, but unknowingly

"Why bother" Ye Xiu finally couldn't hold back and stepped forward to stop Jing Che's behavior, wrapping her arms and trying to make her stand up

However, Jing Che still resolutely bowed down, bowed his head three times, meticulously, and his hair became more and more bloody

When she looked up and got up, she felt dizzy in front of her, she couldn't see his expression on top of him, she felt that this scene was everywhere in their past, and he looked condescendingly at her humility, and then stayed away

But if she didn't love him, how could she be humble

"It is not good to be infatuated with a teacher; Hold a grudge; It is unfilial piety; It is unrighteous to refuse to recognize each other."

"The crime of the sin Jing Che is unforgivable, but the Seven Shadows and Yu Xi were not killed by me back then"

Because of her pride and refusal to defend herself, she has suffered so much in vain, and now she is fighting for her innocence, but she does not feel ashamed, maybe because it has been long enough, or maybe she doesn't care at all

Baili Feng's eyes were shocked, his palms tightened, his knuckles were pinched innocently, and he gurgled At this time, Yuan Ji next to him whispered to him: "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid her newly recovered body will collapse again."

Before he finished speaking, a huge breaking sound came, and the bluestone steps at the top were shattered by the internal force of the hundred miles of wind, and were flattened into a potholed slope, and the collapsed gravel was facing in all directions; When he was about to smash in front of Jing Che, he was shocked into powder by his sleeve and fell

Even if he was angry enough to hurt, it still ended up in a protective posture, and as a master, he was also in turmoil over and over again

Jing Che looked up and glanced at the fine sand in front of him, above the fine sand was the wind, and behind the wind was his iron-blue face, and he was approaching her

Is he angry This murderous aura only made her think of this look when he pointed his sword at her Now he is angry about something

She didn't know, she didn't want to guess, she bowed her head to him one last time, and a large patch of shocking blood had been knocked out of her forehead, and it was a dark red when it touched the ground, and the wind was sticking to the side of her face along her hair, and she stood up with her legs floating and nearly paralyzed

There were more than 20 steps, and she bowed three times in one step, and walked for a long time with two pillars of incense

Baili Kazama had already reached out at that moment, and Yashu took a step ahead of him to support her

Her pale, dry lips trembled in the wind, and she looked so weak, and if she hadn't had support, she might have fallen straight in front of him, and the look in her dark eyes was tough and proud

He thought that he had fallen from the sky when she was in all her dangers, and she hid in his arms, crying or making trouble, and even insisted on holding him, and the soft and glutinous "Master" and "Master" were like a red thread wrapped around her heart

Now Jing Che is clutching a corner of his clothes in his palm, and he uses his last strength to stand with his back straight in front of him, and he said the last sentence with difficulty: "Walk all the way and say goodbye today, from now on, you are the Jiahuang Sword Saint, I am the imperial capital red, even if you die here, the two have nothing to do with it."

Her gaze finally lifted away from his face, over his shoulder, and she saw the statue with a hollow look of compassion that seemed to be the same as his gaze out of the way

If there was still a trace of reluctance in the hundred miles of wind a moment ago, then the relief in her eyes at this moment was the last executioner

"Since you want to pay it back," after the clear voice of the hundred miles of wind, the sword suddenly came out of its sheath, the cold air was cold, and the snow-white blade reflected his rarely serious face, and the words forced out of the corners of his lips were cold: "It's clearer."

He took out his sword extremely fast, and no one even had time to stop it, only to see a silver light flashing Jing Che in the sword qi eyes

Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes for a long time, the corners of my eyes were full of tears; She saw a mess of long hair on the ground

When I used to tie your hair, I would never have expected that one day I would cut it off

So simply... It's all clean

"What was left to me when I left, now it should be returned to its original owner," his voice sounded impeccable, and the end of the note finally sank, with a little helplessness

He ripped an amber stone from his neck and threw it at her, but Jing Che didn't let the amber stone fall to the ground and smash it

Baili Kazama glanced down at it and smiled slightly: "I broke it once before, and the blood in it just solved your blood sinking trick, if you guessed the clue at that time, there would be no more such things."

He walked over Jing Che and down the stairs, stepping on the blood stains she had come

Jing Che squatted down without a deaf ear, and pinched a handful of amber stone shards in her hand, which once contained her heart's blood, her past farewells and nostalgia

Her tears fell as if the floodgates were opening as she turned away from him, and the expression on her face was as unkind, even sarcastic

At this moment, a sudden gust of wind rolled up from the ground, and the air appeared in the shape of a man, whose body first passed from the fault; The face is still faintly unclear

He squatted down and held Jing Che's bloody hand in an elegant and evil voice: "I see my future in your past."

Jing Che blinked in a trance Everything disappeared as soon as the wind passed It seemed to be just her illusion She looked back at the figure of the hundred miles of wind leaving And also Xiu's expression was as cold as a mountain

She blinked again, and suddenly there was darkness all around

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