The slanting sun is like fire, the small bridge is flowing water, the water surface is sparkling, and Tianquan lowers his eyes, as if he is a little melancholy.

He bent down and stretched out his right hand, his fingertips touched the ripples on the water, and in the swaying reflection, the woman's good shadow flashed away, and Tianquan subconsciously turned back, only to see an empty place.

Tianquan couldn't help but smile bitterly, he somewhat understood why Qian Xiaoxiao began to hide from him again, when he was so sensitive, the distance between them was farther, which was a good thing for him.

Qian Xiaoxiao didn't want her identity to affect her, especially now that the masters of the Shangguan family had gathered, she was going to come to the door to ask for justice, and Tianquan shouldn't cause more trouble.

But this time the irrational person became Tianquan himself, there seemed to be a flame in his heart, constantly evaporating his reason, even if he knew that it would cause misunderstanding, he also wanted to meet the other party, there were too many words he didn't say.

But Qian Xiaoxiao didn't let him get his wish.

It should be said that the moon and wind of "resurrection from the dead" completely shattered Qian Xiaoxiao's desperate good hopes, and the people of the Shangguan family had to make inches again, and they had their own Yushu real people sent by Qingcheng to shelter Tianquan from the wind and rain.

But the moon is away from the wind, and this haunting guy has always been the biggest threat.

Qian Xiaoxiao was now in a great panic, she was very afraid that once Tianquan left her sight, that moment would be goodbye.

So she had to endure the pain of not being able to see each other, while silently guarding each other in secret.

At both ends of the stream, there is a confused Tianquan in the light, and Qian Xiaoxiao, who is enduring pain in the dark, a round of slanting sun falls into the western mountain, and the hazy moonlight is accompanied by the cold light like green mist, slowly covering all this.

"It's very similar."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan's gaze was slightly distracted, she took off the mask on her face, and her gentle movements were as elegant and moving as in the painting.

Smack.

Lu Hanjiang formed a circle with sunspots on the chessboard, and the white ones that were surrounded looked so helpless and pitiful.

This time, Huangfu Xiaoyuan did not remain silent any longer, her eyes drooped slightly, she bent down and twisted a white child between her fingers, and then threw it into the encirclement of the sunspot.

"It's hard to figure out."

Lu Hanjiang frowned, and said as if he was a little distressed: "Looking back carefully, they don't seem to have many unforgettable memories, why do they still fight like moths to a fire?" ”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan's expression was a little silent, and after a while, she said, "Probably because of love." ”

"Hiss" Lu Hanjiang turned his neck and said a little funny: "You are so serious, but it makes me a little embarrassed."

Although it didn't get goosebumps, Lu Hanjiang was still a little confused about Huangfu Xiaoyuan's straightforwardness.

"What you want to say is love at first sight, ah, it does look like that at first sight, after all, according to the appearance of the little girl back then, it is unlikely that Brother Tianquan will be interested in seeing it."

Lu Hanjiang's words are very striking, when the picture that can only be understood is measured by the short and long life of life, the feeling of brokenness of the dream torn apart by reality is very boring.

It's just that the relationship between Tianquan and Qian Xiaoxiao, even if it is described in words, it is difficult to find an absolutely suitable word.

However, Huangfu Xiaoyuan seems to be able to understand that Qian Xiaoxiao's feelings for Tianquan are more like the only light in that lonely world, not salvation, but apart from him, this girl has nothing else.

Either choose to embrace this light, or you can only continue to sink alone in a lonely world.

"It doesn't seem to be that much."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan's sigh had a kind of melancholy beauty that made the flowers fade, and Lu Hanjiang cast a concerned looking look: "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing."

Huangfu Xiaoyuan's curved eyebrows and eyes wiped away all sentimentality, but the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, as if she was crying.

She put the mask back on, and her tone was a little more deliberately witty: "I just realized that we are indeed a bunch of evil people, always ruining these seemingly beautiful things. ”

"I'm sorry if I do something that makes you think I'm actually a good person."

Lu Hanjiang tugged at the corners of his mouth, and then said: "Also, if you can, please don't follow that stinky girl to talk like this, after all, there are already a lot of guys who give me a headache." ”

As he spoke, a meteor in the distant sky pierced the night sky with light moons and stars, and Lu Hanjiang handed over the Moon Shadow Sword in his hand: "It's new, try it." ”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan picked up the sword and swept out of the windowsill, and between several ups and downs, her eyes always stayed on the increasingly noisy stream.

Under the mask, a faint sigh came out: "It's really not like it." ”

Huangfu Xiaoyuan turned around and ran in the opposite direction, behind her, as the fire meteor in the night sky slowly passed, more and more heroes from all directions arrived, and under the first night, the sound of fighting gradually rose.

At the edge of the creek was a wide riverbank, and not a single light was lit here, but the fire was frighteningly loud compared to the rest of the place.

Tianquan's hand holding the sword was surprisingly steady, and under the dim moonlight, the air was filled with a pungent fishy smell that made people breathless.

It was the smell of blood, unpleasant, and confusing, but Tianquan's face was as usual, perhaps because the scene in front of him had already been played out in his mind countless times.

Through the many torches, in the faint glow of the moonlight, the figure of a woman in black could be faintly seen.

"Tianquan Dao Chief, if you get lost and know your way back, I won't embarrass you, if you are obsessed, then don't blame me for not giving Yushu real face!"

The warning of the person in front of him pulled Tianquan's thoughts back to reality, and he smiled bitterly, but he did not put down the sword in his hand.

When more and more evidence pointed to Qian Xiaoxiao having truly become a demon girl, once, Tianquan had no choice but to ask himself such a question-

If one day, the little girl is besieged by the righteous path heroes, will he choose to stand with the other party, or in other words, whether he can choose to stand with the other party.

He couldn't answer the latter question, but the answer to the first question, he knew it now, he couldn't watch Qian Xiaoxiao being besieged and chose to turn a blind eye.

Tianquan's unwavering eyes made everyone's faces sink, and the person at the head sighed: "It seems that the Daoist of Tianquan has been bewitched by the Demon Dao Demon Maiden, since this is the case, you can do it." ”

Tianquan couldn't make the "right" decision that everyone expected him to make, he still retained that innocence in his heart, even if the blood of both sides was shed, he was still willing to believe that there was a way to persuade everyone to let go of their hatred.

This is a fool's dream, he actually knows it, but he resolutely chooses to go down this path, which is not stupid, but a great courage.

Far from weaving a self-deceptive excuse to escape the truth, he pursued an illusory future with a down-to-earth approach, which could not have been achieved without great perseverance and courage.

Just like the strongest move of the Qingcheng faction's imperial sword technique, the sword light created by the fractal sword is not an illusory fantasy, but a real possibility, and what is contained in each sword qi is the true meaning of the swordsman's sight and slashing.

Tianquan a sword hangs high, holding the sword trick in one hand, the glass-colored sword light soars into the sky, in the crisp sword sound like a clear spring in the valley, the night sky above the head seems to have become a whirlpool, and countless stars are rotating and shining in it.

In an instant, the sword in the square circle was like the wind, setting off a frenzy like a wave, reflecting the stars above the head, and in the piercing roar, thirteen sword lights shot out in all directions, and the light smashed to the ground like a meteor and shook all directions.