The Death of Parting

When Bai Xuelian's starry eyes reflected Ziyang's resolute face, and her eyes flowed, like a pool of spring water flowing slowly, she knew that she was safe, because it was Ziyang who was holding her hand, allowing herself to get out of the peerless desolation and give herself the Ziyang of hope.

She smiled lightly, just like the ballad sung by a child as a child, the same simplicity, the same pretty, without a thousand worries, without all kinds of sorrow and distress.

She was glad that she met Ziyang at the most desperate moment, he was really like a round of burning warm sun, burning up the absurdity, illuminating the direction, and asking who was confused?

She hoped that in this way, the sky would be barren, the mountains and rivers would be long, and when she would bury her past life, change her faith, accompany him to travel all over the Han Dynasty, and smile at the vastness of the sky.

She knew that these were just extravagant hopes, just as she could only lie on the bed now, leaning on his solid chest, and he would take her hand and flow through the sorrow ahead.

"Ziyang, when are you coming back?" Someone has to break the peace, Bai Xuelian couldn't stand Ziyang's gentle eyes, and took the lead in speaking, but this topic was a bit far-fetched, she didn't ask about the situation of Ziyang's Bai family, nor did she ask how she could lie in bed.

Xu is Bai Xue Lian didn't want to mention it, maybe she was a little panicked by Ziyang.

"Just a little bit before you came back. Ziyang smiled faintly, without the slightest murderous aura, clean and comfortable, like a breeze blowing a lake, rippling and cool.

"Ziyang, can you go out first?" Bai Xue got up slowly, but found that the criss-crossing wounds on her body, although they were already very shallow after Liu Qingqing's treatment, they were still like thin strips of red silk binding her, and she didn't want Ziyang to see her like this.

"Why?" Ziyang's voice suddenly became tough, and he could naturally see that Bai Xuelian didn't want to let him see the trauma on her body, but if she really made her think like this, who was she.

"I'm going to get dressed, don't peek. Bai Xuelian found a seemingly justifiable reason, and her face was resolute.

Ziyang smiled and shook his head, "Bai Xuelian, don't forget, now that I'm your husband, there's no need to peek." ”

Bai Xue was helpless, Ziyang was cheeky, she was really omnipotent, but the voice that made her even more angry came again.

"Besides, when you were unconscious, I saw every part of your body, and by the way, the birthmark on your chest was like a snowflake. Ziyang didn't care about it, and said directly, not caring about Bai Xuelian's angry cheeks at all.

"Ziyang, you scoundrel. Bai Xue Lian had anger in her eyes, and casually threw the pillow behind her to Ziyang, she couldn't take advantage of it at all, and she couldn't beat him for herself.

Ziyang raised his hand, gently caught the pillow, and then stared at Bai Xue's snow-white chest that was cut off, and felt proud, "Look, it's that snowflake."

Bai Xuelian hurriedly lowered her head only to find that she was just throwing the pillow just now, and she didn't notice that her quilt had slipped off, so she took a bite of Ziyang fiercely, and quickly pulled the quilt to block a piece of spring light.

It's really strange for a woman to know that her heart has been given to each other, but she will still hide everything.

"I have already arranged for the Bai family, your father and your grandfather are all safe and sound, and it just so happens that your brother went to Tianyang Academy and is not in the Bai family. Ziyang's hand gently held the pillow in her arms, and told Bai Xue about the situation of the Bai family, and she was not at ease.

Bai Xuelian is still red, and her face is covered with pink makeup, like a pink lotus flower on the clear lotus pond, swaying.

"Ziyang, thank you. Bai Xuelian's voice seemed to be soft around her fingers, gentle and soft, without coldness. She wondered if it was really fate that allowed her to meet Ziyang, free herself, and no longer live in sorrow.

"I may have to leave for a while. Ziyang changed his words, and in the face of Bai Xuelian's thanks, he did not make the slightest response. Instead, it makes the topic more heavy, parting.

Bai Xuelian's heart trembled suddenly, "Is it finally here?" She knew that Ziyang would leave, this little Yanzhou was not the world in his heart, but why would it be so fast. ”

"When are you leaving?" Bai Xuelian's face was calm, trying to make a breezy appearance, it seemed that Ziyang's departure had no effect on her at all, but no matter how strong her disguise was, she couldn't hide the sadness in her heart, just for Ziyang, who was about to leave.

Her voice trembled.

"Maybe tomorrow, but at most a year, I'll go back to Yanzhou. Ziyang did not hide it, but said it truthfully.

"Where are you going, can't I accompany you?" Bai Xue Lian still didn't hold back after all, she turned her face slowly, not wanting Ziyang to see the tears in her eyes.

It turned out that I couldn't open it, but I couldn't let it go after all.

"I will go to the imperial capital, the forces there are mixed, I am afraid that you will be in danger, at most a year, I will come back, in addition, I have also found a few internal martial arts in the Liu family, you can practice well." Ziyang's explanation was clear, and he wanted her to understand.

There is another reason for Yue Qingxi, but Ziyang is not, this woman who is gentle on the outside but hard in her bones.

In this world, there are four hundred and forty-four diseases, lovesickness is the most painful, thirty-three heavens, and the highest from hatred.

"Okay, I'll definitely practice hard. Bai Xuelian's tone was firm, she understood that if she was with Ziyang, she would definitely affect him, and it was better to let go than drag him down.

Ziyang was silent, and he didn't know why the atmosphere at this time, he just gently turned his body out of the window, and the good sandalwood window isolated the cold and shrinkage outside the house, but he didn't know that the same gloomy clouds and mist in the house, and the breath was cold.

Bai Xue Lian slowly sat up, put on her clothes, and didn't care about Ziyang standing by the window of the room, maybe this was the reason why Ziyang turned around

Time passed quietly, lonely and speechless, Bai Xuelian sat quietly in front of the dresser, scattered her green silk, picked up the wooden comb casually, and slowly picked up the long hair like a waterfall, and the long hair swayed, just like Bai Xuelian's current mood.

Ziyang smiled lightly, if you can't put it down, you can't let it go, so why bother yourself.

He gently walked over and held Bai Xue Lian's soft hand, as if he had touched Bai Xue Lian's soft heart.

Bai Xue struggled, and then Ziyang snatched the peach wood comb, domineering but tender.

"I'll come", Ziyang whispered softly, the hand that was originally used to hold the sword was holding the wooden comb at this time, clumsily trying to comb the smooth long hair, but the more he combed it, the more messy it became.

Ziyang gently lowered her head, and looked at the few strands of green silk hanging from the beautiful woman's ears, she was really like a snow lotus, blooming on the top of the Tianshan Mountain, fragrant alone.

Bai Xuelian gently closed her eyes, sniffed the breath of the purple sun, and curved the corners of her mouth. The heart is indeed satisfied.

For her, he gently coiled his long hair, and at this time he was full of tenderness.

She is for him, smiling lightly, and she will definitely marry you in this life.

The moment he picked up the comb for her, she knew she had won and understood that she was wrong.

It's only a year's time, it's just a snap of a finger, why bother crying, how could the previous self be like a resentful woman because of this kind of thing.

She smiled, not repeating the past.

"Ziyang, I sent some supplements to Miss Bai. Liu Qingqing's voice sounded out of place, but it didn't disturb Ziyang, he was like an old god in a fixed place, carefully doing the work in his hands.

Liu Qingqing pushed the door in, and saw Ziyang holding a wooden comb, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart, but it was well hidden.

Smiled lightly, "I didn't expect you to know this skill," Liu Qingqing joked at Ziyang, but Bai Xuelian slowly stood up, "Thank you Miss Liu for saving Xuelian's life." ”

Liu Qingqing waved his hand, "Needless to say, fate dictates, my sister is envious of my sister's peerless appearance, no wonder Ziyang once said that he would slaughter the world for you." ”

Bai Xue was sudden, turned her gaze to Ziyang, and got Ziyang's confused eyes, and smiled lightly, Ziyang's kung fu of pretending to be stupid was another level higher.

"Miss Liu, it's just Ziyang's nonsense, you don't need to take it seriously. Bai Xue seemed helpless, so she had to explain.

It's just that Liu Qingqing knew that the murderous aura of that day covered the sky, obviously it wasn't Ziyang joking, Ziyang really would, iron and blood are only for tenderness, affection and sex, this is Ziyang's uncle who made an evaluation of him on the top of Muyun Mountain that day.

"Sister Xue Lian, you always call me Miss Liu, I'm older than you, isn't it better for you to call me Sister Qingqing", Liu Qingqing proposed, she knew that the person in front of her was important to Ziyang, so she had to deal with the relationship first.

Bai Xuelian nodded in agreement, the people of the big family put their posture so low, of course they have to go down the slope, with Bai Xuelian's intelligence, they can naturally understand these people's sophistication.

The relationship between the two women was established in this way, and Ziyang looked at Liu Qingqing, who was pulling Bai Xuelian with a smile on his face, and was stunned.

The two women laughed while talking, and looked at Ziyang from time to time, Bai Xuelian's face was flushed, and she didn't know what Liu Qingqing said, which made Bai Xuelian ashamed, Ziyang wanted to use her divine sense to investigate, but it didn't make sense to think about it.

Chatting and chatting, the two pushed Ziyang out, and Ziyang chuckled. Bai Xuelian and Liu Qingqing were together, and he was very relieved.

It's just that the repeated battles have made the mark on his chest a little clearer, which means that the Shura Dao soul is a little stronger, and Ziyang doesn't know how long he can hold on?

The sun sinks in the west, the moon rises, wrinkles the wind, and the race blows away.

Ziyang stood on the back mountain of the Bai family, still beside the strange rocks, and the momentum on his body was emanating like nothing, accompanied by a little killing intent, and a trace of resentment, "The soul of the Shura Dao is unwilling to be sealed after all, and he doesn't want to break through the seal all the time. ”

The Zhiquan is the place where the essence energy of the martial arts is stored, and the size of the Zhiquan also represents the cultivation of the martial arts to a certain extent.

But Ziyang's Zhiquan churned for a while, and strands of essence gathered together, shuttling in the Zhiquan, and thousands of materialized energies seemed to be about to break the Zhiquan, just because of the Supreme Sword hanging above the Zhiquan.

The Supreme Sword hung faintly above the Spring of Knowledge, like a giant sword, stirring the sea of essence in the Purple Sun Spring, the Supreme Sword was trembling, and what it wanted to do most was to kill people. The Shura Dao soul in Ziyang's body sensed the Supreme Sword like a mastermind behind the scenes, wanting to trigger the killing.

Ziyang's mind tightened, and the divine soul probed into the fountain of knowledge, tightly controlling the Supreme Sword, and competing with another divine soul that seemed to be the illusion of the Shura Dao soul.

Zhiquan is like a small world, the ocean of essence illusion will cover the sky of Zhiquan, two divine souls into two divine radiance, one dark and ghostly, one golden light, like two shadows competing in the Zhiquan, although the divine soul of Ziyang has the upper hand, but it is only for a while.

The supreme sword aura is restrained, simple and atmospheric, every time it trembles, it seems to release a shocking momentum, Ziyang's divine soul shines in the sky, firmly locking the supreme sword, Shura Dao soul turns into a gun, lightning slashes over the spring of knowledge, as if to tear the spring of Ziyang's spring, the manic momentum reverses the essence again, and a cloud of essence is swirled aside.

The Supreme Sword and the Shura Dao Soul Spear staggered, and the essence of the ocean below converged into an energy vortex.

Outside, Ziyang spurted out a mouthful of blood, staining the strange stone beside him red.

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