The two of them ran in opposite directions, but they were all in order to let the paper kite ride the wind.

After running for a long time, the paper kite always fell halfway, Lingyu was not only a little discouraged, was she really that stupid? Can't even put a paper kite away!

The more she was like this, the more unconvinced she became, and Fanyin patiently accompanied her to fly over and over again, and unconsciously, at sunset, the clouds were dyed orange-red, and the surroundings were dimly red.

It was in the dark and red sky that the paper kites finally flew up, and the paper kites in the sky had already fallen one by one, and only their 'Peppa Pig' was still struggling to fly towards the sky.

Lingyu controlled the line, looking at the 'Page' getting higher and higher, gradually blurred, and for some reason a little stunned in her heart, when Fanyin came over, she saw the girl pulling the thread in her hand, bathing in the sunset, and her face just fell with a clear light, but it was still difficult to hide the worry in her eyes.

"I really don't know how such a little pig came to fusion." Obviously, the body and mind are separated all the time.

He took her into his arms, held her hand, and helped her control the line.

I'm afraid that she will forget the control line because of distraction, and when the paper kite falls, she will be very sad, but she thinks that this is the will of heaven and will not take the initiative to change.

Thinking of this, Fanyin not only let out a long sigh, but also looked at the paper kite that was getting higher and higher in the air and was about to get out of control.

"Whoever is the piggy, you are!" She was just stunned for a while, and she didn't lose her brain!

Lingyu turned her head and looked at the person behind her viciously, no matter how she looked at it, she was talented and intelligent! It's full of aura, and there's a bit of a stupid person there!

"Yes, that's what the lady said." Seeing her come back to her senses, Sanskrit Yin did not refute it, but followed her, the corners of her mouth rose irrepressibly, no matter how you look at it, he is mocking himself.

The more I thought about it, the more unbearable it became, and the heart of flying a kite was gone, and I was about to say something, when I suddenly felt a light force in my hand, and when I looked back, I saw that 'Peppa Pig' close to the sky had lost control, and was drawing a crooked line in the air, and I didn't know where it fell into being carried by the wind.

Fanyin smiled, gave a low command, and flew towards the pig in the air on tiptoe.

Before the paper kite could fall, it followed him to Lingyu, everything was not instantaneous, and even his words just now had not landed.

Lingyu felt that something was wrong, but she forgot that something was wrong when she looked at the young man's bright smile.

Monk Zhuji, you can teleport without pinching the trick? And so fast?

However, Fanyin's talent in cultivation has always been far better than her, and at any time to build a foundation, but the spiritual power has already thrown her eight hundred back and forth.

Thinking like this, Lingyu's heart fell to the ground.

When she came back to her senses, she saw that the young man had already packed up his things, and was fiddling with something like a tassel in his hand, which not only aroused her curiosity, but also threw herself on the young man's back and took away the things in his hand, only to find that at that time an extremely beautiful sword spike, on the red tassel, lined with a piece of blue-gold jade, the jade quality was excellent, and under the illumination of the sunset, you could faintly see the green and gold lines circulating inside.

It's just that this thing doesn't look like it was brought by a boy, and it is full of feminine breath, thinking of this, Lingyu looked at him with murderous eyes: "This is for that little lady again?" ”

Fanyin rolled her eyes unconsciously, snatched the sword spike from her hand, walked around behind her, and carefully looked at the sword and wrapped it: "You have to save it, this piece of jade is dripping with my heart's blood." ”

Lingyu saw that her trick was exposed at a glance, and she felt bored, and was about to turn back, but someone pressed her shoulder: "Don't move, it's not wrapped up yet."

"Why do you suddenly want to give me a sword spike?" And dripping blood on it?

Wait, heart's blood?

At that moment, Lingyu couldn't care much, and turned around sharply, turning too fast, so that the person who was bent behind him was defenseless, and he was hit on the bridge of his nose by the hilt of the sword all of a sudden, and his eyes were uncontrollably filled with tears at the moment.

"Oops, oops, I didn't mean to!" Lingyu anxiously wanted to wipe his nose and make up for his mistakes, and broke the young man's hand away, only to see a red mark on the bridge of his nose, and Lingyu, who was distressed at the moment, had nothing to think about.

"It hurts." Coupled with the young man's pitiful tone at this time, Lingyu even had the heart to draw his sword and lose his life.

"What a broken sword! Don't want it! So saying, he took off the sword that he had stretched out and folded it.

It was too late for Sanskrit to react, and he was only stunned.

Jian: I don't want to, but what can I do? It's obvious that you suddenly turned around and hit someone.

Lingyu took the sword spike from the hilt and returned it to him: "How can you give your life to others at will?" ”

The blood of the heart will make them connect all the time, if one day, the sword spike is broken, he will lose the eight success power, and even if he does not die, he will have half a life.

What's more, this sword was a novice equipment when he entered Shushan, and it was not bound to her, and it could be broken at any time, if the sword was broken......

Fanyin quickly understood her thoughts, and the sword spike in her hand seemed to still have her temperature, and it became a little hot.

Sanskrit took a few steps away, put a free hand on his chest, and soon, a sword almost identical to his back appeared in his palm.

Under Lingyu's gaze, he firmly and seriously wrapped the sword spike around the hilt, and then handed the sword to Lingyu.

The surrounding sky is dark, the sun is setting, and the misty space still can't cover the stubbornness of the young man: "This sword is called Yuehua, and Bang Xing is originally a double sword, just because the swordsmanship I practice is a single line, so it has been falling in my Qiankun bag, today I give it to you, I hope you will cherish it." ”

After that, a blood-colored seal had already appeared in the palm of his hand, and it was too late for Lingyu to stop it, so he could only watch the sword blade come out of the sheath and cut the palm of the young man's hand, and the bright red blood fell on the sword body as bright as a mirror, and there was a piercing sound around him, after that, the young man's face was pale, but the hand holding the sword did not waver in the slightest.

"From now on, it will be yours alone." Just like me.

Lingyu couldn't say a word of rejection for a while.

How can a sincere affection divide oneself in two and put it into the hands of another person?

Again, she always thought that she loved him a little more, and that he should only be for a while to himself, even so, she was still willing to believe and believe everything he said.

But at this moment, she found that from the beginning, she may have underestimated the boy's feelings for her, and overestimated her feelings for him.

Seeing that she had not moved, Fanyin stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and with a slight force, cut the same wound on her palm, and then the blood fell and quickly dissolved into the sword.

The sword body has been contracted to her, and it is still impossible to refuse.

The bright sword body reflected the faces of the two people, and the stars were dense and fell to the ground, and the night was still long.

Yun Yiming dreamed.

Dreams weren't a good thing for a person like him.

That's why he tried his best to avoid going to Linchuan to contact with the nightmare, in fact, taking the nightmare demon pill was just an easy thing for him, but he didn't want to be eroded by the nightmare in the slightest.

As long as there is desire, there is no escape from the nightmare.

That's what he's always known.

Looking at the glamorous woman in front of her, reflecting everything around her, at that moment, thousands of flowers in full bloom could not match her smile.

"Sister, I will definitely do it, give me another chance, okay." He saw his young self, kneeling before the woman, crying and pleading, and the woman's face saw no joy or sorrow, and when she looked down at him, there was no contempt, no love, let alone anything else.

That glance was too empty, so that a glance for ten thousand years became a demon that he couldn't break in the days to come.

When Yun Yiming opened his eyes again, he looked at the bright moon outside the window, but his eyes were a little colder than the moonlight.

"Sure enough, it's still disobedient." sat up, took out the demon pill that exuded a faint purple qi in his arms, the corners of his mouth were slowly hooked, and his hands were forced, and in an instant, the demon pill turned into nothing.

A wisp of purple smoke dispersed from the wind, Yun Yiming looked thoughtfully at the place where the smoke dissipated, and snorted coldly: "I want to see who counts whom." ”

Lingyu dreamed, the dreams of cultivators are often closely related to cultivation, but in the dream, she saw the purple-clothed woman in Linchuan, at this time she had long since lost her previous breeziness, her clothes were tattered, and there were traces of undried blood at the corners of her mouth, and she looked like she had just escaped death.

"Go, go, he's found out." Dye Qing wanted to get close to her, and was about to say something more, but before she could finish speaking, Lingyu felt a hot and vibration around her, forcing her to break free from the dream.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that Yuehua, who had been lying beside him, was vibrating strongly, and was still emitting a hot red light.

The candlelight of the house has not yet been extinguished, and the candle is silently weeping, illuminating everything in the dark.

Oops!

Yuehua is like this, which means that there must be difficulties in saving the star, Lingyu has time to think more about the meaning of that dream, picked up the sword and walked towards the door, but she didn't pay attention, the candle flame struggled in the wind, but it was never extinguished, and the candle kept crying, but it was not an inch short.

Lingyu pushed open the door of Fanyin's room, it was empty, and there was no temperature left on the quilt, it seemed that he had been away for a while.

At this time, the moon fell for nine days, the night was thick, she followed in the forest by the moonlight, the moonlight flew in front of her, constantly emitting dangerous red light, flashing and floating in the air, in this quiet night, it seemed strange.

Why, why are there no people again. Everything around became drowsy in the shroud of night, Lingyu was distracted, and accidentally tripped over something under her feet, but when she came back to her senses, she found that it was a vine grass, and she ripped it away irritably, and continued to follow Yuehua Sword.

But she didn't pay attention, and the vines on the ground that she had torn off were restored to their original state immediately after she left.