The winter twilight is like the sediment in a dirty river, which settles down in the dusk and gradually turns into a grand scene.

Qingyue was holding a pot of begonia flowers in her hand, begonias should not bloom in winter, but at this moment, her hands exuded a soft light, and the light shone on the begonias, which seemed to make the whole winter warmer and warmer.

Mr. Eleven stood beside Qingyue, in the vast expanse of the Great Horn Mountain, these two figures were not conspicuous, but the two of them were exquisite, one was cold and beautiful, and the other was more soft and beautiful, and his white face reflected the color of the snow, under this vast white snow, creating another stunning color.

"What do you see in this begonia flower?"

Mr. Eleven's white clothes fluttered, and he looked at Qingyue's side face as he spoke.

Qingyue's fine eyelashes moved slightly, staring at the pink and white begonia flowers, silent.

Even if she stared at the begonia flower, even if she was engrossed in the begonia flowers and leaves, as Mr. Eleven had taught, the begonia flower was still a begonia flower, nothing special.

Seeing that Qingyue didn't answer, Mr. Eleven looked at the blue halo emanating from Qingyue's hand, thought for a while, and suddenly said slowly: "This begonia flower was given to me by the master." ”

"At that time, I was still on Zhenwu Mountain, and the people on the mountain never noticed me, and I lived in front of a cave, which was dark all the year round, and I don't know what was buried."

Mr. Eleven had memories in his eyes and said eloquently: "In fact, several four-story gentlemen in the study building have never seen the real body of the master, and it was not until after the master ascended to the sky that they entered the study building for various reasons. ”

"But I'm different, I've seen Master as early as when he traveled around the world, and the first time I saw him was on Zhenwu Mountain.

He sat next to me and read and lecture, and I was enlightened by that. ”

Later, before he left Zhenwu Mountain, a begonia flower grew in the place where he was lecturing.

Speaking carefully, this begonia flower has been with me for a long time. ”

Mr. Eleven looked at the sunset in the sky, the sunset was bright red, revealing a kind of mystery.

Qingyue couldn't help but be a little surprised when she heard Mr. Eleven's words.

"So, this begonia flower has been with Mr. for many years?"

Mr. Eleven bowed: "Yes, it's been many years. ”

Qingyue hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, since this begonia flower was left to you by the master, it must be extremely valuable in Mr.'s heart, but Mr. gave me this begonia flower......

Mr. Eleven took the begonia flower from Qingyue's hand and placed it on the snow.

In the spotless snow, begonia flowers bloom in the wind.

The scarlet parrot green is extremely ingenious, and the stacked calyx is heavy and dizzy.

What a ...... Beautiful.

"This begonia flower has been in my hands for too long, and I can see its destination from the flowers and leaves of the begonia flower.

Even before you entered the library, I sealed it in the western room in the courtyard, and I didn't want to look at it again. ”

Qingyue became more and more puzzled, and couldn't help asking, "Sir, why is this?" ”

Mr. Eleven rubbed the green leaves on the begonia flowers, and his eyes were like water: "Because from its flowers and leaves, I still see many scenes." ”

"I saw that the great water was raging, and it flooded the heavens and the earth, but it did not bring calamity, but brought life.

The people of one side were able to live for several more years because of the turbulent waters. ”

"I saw a pure person, who went up to the slim tower alone, carefully wiped every bookshelf and every corner on the slim tower, and then vomited blood and died in front of the desk where he was practicing calligraphy on weekdays."

When Mr. Eleven said this, he paused slightly, and his eyes like water suddenly froze, originally full of life, but in an instant he was full of cold silence.

"I still see ...... This place is full of BMW carved cars fragrant on the road, and the night market is full of thousands of lights shining in the blue clouds of Taixuanjing, the wind and rain are great, and there are three stars shining in the sky.

And I'm ...... Send the former back. ”

She spoke eloquently, but when she said the last words, she suddenly turned her head away and looked at another world, her eyes flashing, as if she was hiding and hiding something.

Qingyue couldn't understand it, but she could still feel it...... Mr. Eleven at this time is different from the gentlemen in the past.

In the past, there didn't seem to be any emotion in Mr. Eleven's eyes, and there were few superfluous words except for teaching Qingyue pharmacology.

Qingyue has followed Mr. Eleven for a long time, but she still doesn't know Mr. Eleven.

Only at this moment, Qingyue suddenly felt ...... Mr. Eleven seems to have something hidden in his heart.

If you haven't seen anything, think about the people you have buried in your heart.

Just as Qingyue's thoughts flashed, Mr. Eleven reminded her.

Qingyue was stunned......

"Someone buried in your heart?"

Qingyue really wanted to tell the master in front of her that she didn't have anyone buried in her heart, her heart was full of eyes, and even every thought was entangled in the person who lived forever in her heart, eyes, memory, and thoughts.

Almost every moment, every moment, Qingyue is thinking about that person, and she doesn't need to think about it deliberately......

Mr. Eleven reminded him, and then he didn't pay attention to Qingyue, nor did he look at the begonia flower.

Her white clothes seemed to melt into the snow, and she walked alone down the mountain.

Qingyue originally wanted to keep up, but perhaps because of Mr. Eleven's reminder, she missed Lu Jing more and more at this moment.

She remembered that in the past ten years, she had been with Lu Jing day and night.

She remembered that in the small shabby courtyard, she depended on Lu Jing's life.

Then I thought of the things that had happened one after another for more than a year, remembered Lu Jing's gentle eyes, remembered the two identity deeds, and remembered the joy of the two when they rented the courtyard......

Countless trivial memories flowed into Qingyue's mind, and then turned into a tidal throbbing.

Unconsciously, Qingyue had already squatted down, she hugged her arms, and felt more and more that it was too cold on Jiaoshen Mountain, shivering, and tears were spilled.

Since the day she was admitted to the hospital, she had never been separated from the young master for such a long time.

"Young master, I am becoming more and more proficient in the hairpin you taught me."

"Even though the pharmacology classes in the library are heavy, I have never been lazy."

Qingyue muttered to herself with tears in her eyes.

She stretched out her finger and wrote two words on the snow, which had turned white from the sunset.

"Land View ......"

Qingyue wrote the name of her sweetheart, and the cloak behind her fluttered with the mountain peak.

It was also at this moment that the begonia flowers in front of Qingyue's eyes suddenly emitted a ray of light.

The light shone on Qingyue's face, and she seemed to be aware of it.

The light on the begonia flowers and leaves shines in Qingyue's eyes......

Qingyue seemed to see some light and shadow.

She saw the snowstorm that night, and saw two stars shining in the sky......

"Young Master......"

Qingyue muttered to herself, tears streaming down her face.

Because behind the snowstorm and stars, Lu Jing held a long sword with a cold light, and his face was full of determination and coldness.

He walked out of Taixuanjing alone, the sword light floating around him, and his feet were full of white bones.

Someone was shouting to keep him, but Lu Jing didn't look back, and stepped out of this prosperous place.

Someone shouted angrily and ordered him to stop, the stars in the sky shone, and Lu Jing returned with a sword light......

In the vast Taixuan Jing, no one dared to step forward to stop it.

But Qingyue looked at the scene in the begonia flowers and leaves, and clearly saw that Lu Jing at that time seemed to be full of reluctance for some things in Taixuanjing, but full of disgust for others.

Disgust and reluctance are intertwined, and when the starlight in the sky falls, it turns into an astonishing killing intent.

The killing intent soared into the sky, wrapped around the long sword in Lu Jing's hand, and it was also reflected in Lu Jing's eyes.

He is like a demon, and the gentleness of the past has completely disappeared with every move.

"Young Master...... What exactly will happen in this Taixuanjing? ”

Qingyue took a deep breath, and the scene in the begonia flowers slowly dissipated at this moment.

She wiped the tears from her face and looked down at the word "Lu Jing" on the ground.

After thinking about it, he wrote his name next to the word Lu Jing.

"How, no matter what happens, I'm going to ...... Walking with you. ”

In the begonia flower moon, the two stars that emerged were finally extinguished, and after the stars were extinguished, a few faint rays of starlight fell into the middle of the river, and fell into the eyes of a Taoist wearing a rough robe and two deer.

The two deer sensed the starlight and trembled.

The face of the deer farmer from Zhenwu Mountain changed.

"Jidu, Rahu...... The two Yuan Stars changed because of Lu Jing. ”

The deer raiser muttered to himself, he thought about it sideways, and said: "I thought that there would be one more Mr. Four in this world, or one more sword armor, but these two Yuan Stars are in the world, isn't there one more Chen Baxian in this world?" ”

"No way!"

The dusty hands of the deer keeper patted it gently, tore off a piece of the corner of the clothes, and gently threw the corners of the clothes.

In an instant, wisps of vitality surged out of the corners of the clothes, and the vitality wrapped the corners of the clothes, and then turned into a supernatural force in an instant.

The supernatural wrestler was several feet tall, and he stretched out his palms and caught the two deer.

As soon as the deer keeper waved, the supernatural wrestler, who had already held the two deer, lowered his head, and the dusty Taoist jumped on the wrestler's head.

"Lu Jing has good thoughts, he can't bear to see the blood and tears in the world, he has a naked heart, and he inherited the sword of Mr. Four in the world, such a character is disappointed in the world and completely enchanted, it is a pity."

The eyes of the deer raiser Taoist were solemn: "What's more, Lu Jingtian's talent is difficult to guess, reflecting the dragon slaying platform, reflecting the two Yuan stars of Gou Chen and Kunpeng...... The consequences are unimaginable. ”

"I'm going to have to help him."

……

At this time, Lu Jing had a slight smile on his face, leading the night and walking in the middle of the river.

Reflecting the second Yuan Star, Lu Jing's Yuan Shen became more and more powerful, coupled with the fact that many young talents in Hezhong Dao who were killed in the great battle in Lingao Mountain, some people saw Lu Jing from a distance and took a detour, and the road was smooth, and Lu Jing quickly found Zhao Ye.

Teraya bit the dragon ball of the old dragon, and the extremely surging vitality in the dragon ball rushed into its body, making Teruya look quite embarrassed at this time.

Its breath is weak, and the qi and blood in its body are also fluctuating, which is quite chaotic.

In addition, these days, Zhaoye has always been worried about Lu Jing's safety, and his mind is unstable, and his recovery from his injuries has become slower and slower.

When Lu Jing found it, the jade light that was like a symbol on this famous horse named after the jade lion was gone.

"Don't worry, you'll recover quickly."

Lu Jing held a few dragon balls in one hand, and caressed the horse's back with the other, there was still starlight shining in the sky, and the Kunpeng Yuan Star loomed.

"Reflecting the Kunpeng Yuanxing, you can also have an epiphany of Kunpeng's supernatural powers."

"Kunpeng is vast, flapping its wings up to 90,000 miles, and it can also swallow dragons and turn into yuan...... These dragon balls, which are fused with the power of many blood sacrifices, are no different from poison to ordinary people, but to you and me, they can be regarded as a great supplement. ”

"This supernatural power is called Dragon Swallowing."

Lu Jing and Zhaoye spoke, and when a dragon ball in his hand was broken, there was a pure and mellow power, which passed through Lu Jing's hands and was injected into Zhaoye's body.

Like a panacea, that power instantly merged with the qi and blood in Zhaoye's body to heal Zhaoye.

Lying on the mountain rock at night, Lu Jing sat next to it, and the white deer condensed by the misty mist looked at this person and horse curiously.

Zhaoye turned his head to look at the white deer again, with some suspicion in his eyes, and the horse's head roamed between Lu Jing and the white deer.

"Bailu is our new friend."

Lu Jing smiled and said to the night: "It has a lot of origins, do you know why the world's fourth-best Bailu famous sword in the hands of Shang Min's predecessors got its name?" ”

Zhaoye didn't seem to understand, and with a little doubt in his eyes, he looked at Lu Jing.

Lu Jing knocked on Zhaoye's head: "Don't be lazy, hurry up and heal."

There's still a long way to go, so I don't know what to expect. ”

As soon as the words fell, the white deer on the side turned his head and looked at the sky.

Lu Jing was the same, his face was surprised, and he followed Bailu's eyes.

A mist like a fairy aura, mixed with divine thoughts, flew from a distance, landed in front of Lu Jing, and turned into a figure.

The figure walked to the high ground where Lu Jing was and sat in front of Lu Jing and Zhao Ye.

Suddenly the blood flowed on Zhaoye's body and stood up.

"Nothing."

Lu Jing patted the horse's leg on the night of the photo, and waved his hand gently.

Only then did he move the horse's hooves and walk behind Lu Jing.

"If you think about it, there have been very few meetings between you and me for more than a year."

The light on the figure faded, and his tone was a little emotional.

Lu nodded and said with a smile: "What is the identity of the Seventh Prince?" Even in Taixuanjing, where there are countless nobles, he is also a nobleman among nobles.

Lu Jing is just a gentleman who writes by a priest, and it is normal for the Seventh Prince not to meet with me. ”

The person who came was the Seventh Prince Yu Xuanlou.

The incarnation of Yu Xuanlou's Yuan Shen actually crossed a long distance and came to meet Lu Jing.

Mr. Lu Jing laughed. The Seven Princes' eyes moved, reflecting two stars.

One star is surrounded by thunder, and the other star is vast and incomparable, each with its own mysteries.

"The double cultivation of the stars can carry thousands of people on the high mountain, and kill more than 100 people of Tianjiao, among which there are even characters like Tong Xiu Banquet, Kaiyang Sword Seat, and Mingguang Heavenly King, which can be called peerless assets, even if it is the vast world, such as Mr., there are rare."

Lu Jing looked directly into the eyes of the Seven Princes: "Thousands of people are besieging Lingao Mountain, and there are only three or four hundred people who go up the mountain.

I reflected the Yuan Xing, summoned the rain sword out of the sheath, and cut off more than 20 heads in an instant, half of these three or four hundred people were scattered as birds and beasts, and the Seven Princes should know the details. ”

"And ......"

When Lu Jing said this, his eyes were slightly condensed: "Seventh Prince...... You say that there are few people like me in the world, but I don't know if you are one of the 'few'? ”

ps: Don't scold, don't scold, the plan can't catch up with the changes, there is a big chapter of 10,000 words tonight, even if it is an all-nighter, I will write it, everyone will get up tomorrow to see, I didn't kill me to cheer everyone up.

Don't stay up late.

(End of chapter)