This river has many names, in the twenty miles that bypassed the Tang realm, it was called Weishui, in Yan it was called Yishui, also known as Juma River, and in Song it was called Tongtian River, because there was a tributary that flowed directly into the storm sea, and Song always insisted that it was the main river, completely ignoring that this river still has more than 700 miles to Daze.

No one calls it a big river, because there is already a big river in the south of the world, but this river is actually very large, with a lot of water, wide waves, and the wind blows the rice and flowers on both banks, which has nurtured countless human beings.

Especially in the section before and after the Yan Realm, the river is extremely wide, separated by hundreds of zhang distance, no matter how strong the eyesight is, it is difficult to see the faces of the people on the other side clearly, and naturally there is no way to recognize who the other party is.

But Ning Que glanced at the other side of the river, and recognized that person was Long Qing, it was a feeling that was difficult to describe in words, as natural as a big river flowing into the sea, or as natural as it was.

The world is so big, the water is so cold, the wars are frequent, the beacons are in flames, the people who should have fled have already fled, walking in the wilderness, there are few human tracks, but people appear on the other side of the river.

That person is, of course, and can only be Longqing.

The big black horse stopped, Ning Que looked at the other bank, and at this time, Long Qing also stopped his mount and looked at him, and the eyes of the two people met on the surging river, and they did not say so literarily: It turns out that you are also here, but simply tell the other party, I see you, then you can't leave.

After a moment of silence and staring at each other, Ning Que tugged at the reins and continued to gallop northward, Long Qing also traveled north on the opposite bank, his mount was obviously extraordinary, and he could keep up with the speed of the big black horse.

Winter is in the sky, Ning Que is a little hungry, stop at a river bay, take out dry food, and start eating on the river, Longqing also stopped, took off the wine bag and drank a few sips to quench his thirst.

In the twilight, Ning Que stopped, picked up some branches to build a bonfire, let the big black horse wander around to rest, sat by the fire and roasted wild wheat, roasted until slightly burnt, and then threw it into his lips and began to chew. It didn't take long for a bonfire to be lit on the opposite bank, which stood out in the first night.

The morning light shone on the earth, Ning Que woke up, walked to the shore and picked up a handful of cold and biting river water, washed his face, looked up, and saw that Longqing was drawing water with his skin, and the other party didn't look at it.

Ning Que continued to rush north, and Long Qing continued to accompany him on the opposite bank.

The two of them did not speak, they maintained absolute silence, there was no threat in their eyes, not even a trace of hostility, and naturally there were no swords and arrows, peach blossoms and runes that flew through the air.

Coming to the depths of the Yan Realm, the river turned to the west and entered a not high mountain gorge area, the river surface became much narrower than yesterday, and the people on the other side also saw more clearly.

Ning Que and Long Qing still walked forward in silence, like the two banks of the river.

Whether it is the left bank or the right bank, in fact, the shore of the river always looks similar, there will be aquatic plants, there will be gravel, there will be stone steps in many places, there will be bluestone for washing clothes, there will be waste thrown into the river by the people on the boat, there will be rotten vegetable leaves floating on the water, and there will be zigzag lines.

The most similar to the river bank can only be the river bank, but the two sides of the river are always parallel to each other, and there is no chance to meet until you go back to the source or enter the Daze or Canghai.

The most similar to you is often the enemy, with whom you have been competing and fighting for many years, and seems to know each other very well, but in fact you have never really touched each other, you just look at each other.

The further upstream, the more depressed the wind became, the colder the water became, and the river became narrower and narrower, Ning Que could already clearly see Long Qing's eyebrows and eyes, and saw the scars that had faded a lot, thinking that Long Qing could also clearly see the few very inconspicuous freckles on his cheeks and the straw rope wrapped around the handle of the iron knife on his shoulder.

After entering the Yanbei Mountain Range for two days, until the mountain is poor, it will reach the end of the water, where there is endless dense fog, like white clouds rising from the ground, as if the fairyland is as wonderful, and also obscures each other's figures.

There was the sound of angry water, coming from the clouds, crashing into the cliffs, shattering into the fragments of countless sounds, and one can imagine how steep the river became in the valley that could not be seen.

Ning Que turned over and dismounted, looking at the other side in the fog, not knowing if Long Qing was there.

At this moment, Longqing's voice sounded in the fog.

"What are you writing?"

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Ning Que and Long Qing are considered by many people to be lifelong enemies. In fact, their fates have been entangled over the years, and the two have rarely seen each other, but every time they meet, they will come to a life-and-death juncture, and every victory or defeat will affect their fate and future even in a wider range.

met on the bank of Yishui, and walked silently on both sides of the strait, without a word, only a bonfire, until they walked into the place where the mountains and rivers were exhausted, and they couldn't see each other, so they started talking, but Ning Que never thought that the first thing Long Qing said would be like this, which made his pupils shrink.

What kind of words did Ning Que write on the grassland outside Weicheng with the blood of barbarians? He went to the Langke Temple to see that the stone was broken in half in the autumn rain, but did he put pen to paper? If so, what was written? Is it the final volume of Protestant teachings that was handed over to Chen Pipi? Or what?

"Everyone is in Xiling, why are you here?"

Ning Que didn't answer Long Qing's question, although Long Qing's first sentence broke his mind and made him feel that there was indeed some truth in that proverb - the person who knows you best is often your enemy.

Long Qing's voice came from the clouds again: "Because you are here." ”

Ning Que's expression remained unchanged, and he untied the iron bow on his shoulder, as if he wanted to rest here for a while.

The meaning of Long Qing's expression is very clear, for the Daomen or the human world, the final battle of the Xiling Temple is important, but in his opinion, it is more important not to have Ning Que's whereabouts.

"Many people are speculating about when I will go to Chengjing City to kill you, but in fact, I don't have this kind of thought, except that I don't like to be watched lively, and the more important reason is that I am not sure to kill you......"

"I know you're not going to look for me in Chengjing City, so I've been waiting for you at the border. ”

"There are countless fools in the world who always think that there must be a battle between you and me, have you become so stupid now that you have to act according to the routines in the story?"

"As I said, I'm not sure I'm going to kill you, and...... I killed Ah Da and then Yokogi, and I continued to kill them in this order, which was very boring and monotonous, and did not conform to the aesthetics of the academy. ”

Ning Que looked at the iron bow spread on his lap with a calm expression, and at some point, a dark iron arrow in the arrow box had been held in his hand, and the entire action of taking the arrow did not make any sound.

He was telling the truth.

Now Longqing is indeed very powerful -- how can a person who can't even see through the senior brother not be powerful? The more crucial proof is that the Guan Lord has entrusted Longqing with the most important mission of killing Ye Su and helping him become a saint -- such a person is not so easy to kill, so why should he take the risk of killing?

However, Ning Que knows that he is also very strong, according to the meaning of that saying, Long Qing should be more aware of his strength and not easy to kill, he doesn't want to fight with Long Qing, why did Long Qing come to stop him?

"You are killing people all over the world, in fact, you are looking for people, others don't understand, I understand...... You kill Yokogi and Ah Da just to find her, and you always think that since they themselves say that the whole world is also preaching, they are her gifts or children left in the world, then you can always get some information by killing them. ”

In the depths of the clouds, Long Qing's voice was quiet for a moment and sounded again.

"I'm different, I'm not a gift from Haotian to the world, from that moment back then, I'm even less qualified to be her son, of course, now I don't have much interest in this kind of name, I'm nothing, I've turned my back on her, I only believe in myself, in this case, even if you kill me, there's no point, why take the risk?"

Ning Que's fingers gently stroked the bowstring, which was as hard as a stone and as steady as a mountain, and said, "Yes." ”

Long Qing said, "You won't come to kill me, but I'm going to come to you...... Because I feel that you are getting closer and closer to finding her, I don't think the same as the teacher, I thought you were the most likely to find her, I can't let you continue, and I don't care what you end up writing, I can't let you write again. ”

Ning Que raised his head, looked into the depths of the clouds, and said, "You think highly of me. ”

Long Qing's voice came: "The people who look down on you are all dead." ”

Ning Que was silent for a moment and said, "I used to look down on you very much, when you were going to be her handmaiden. ”

Long Qing said: "Yes, looking back at that time, thinking about her identity, how stupid and arrogant I was. ”

Ning Que said: "You used the word idiot first, it is very strong, so I have nothing to say." ”

Long Qing said, "Thank you. ”

Ning Que continued: "Later, I shot you an arrow on the snow cliff, but you survived, shamelessly, and you began to make me vigilant, because I am also the one who survived like this...... In fact, in the autumn rain in the Red Lotus Temple, you almost killed me. ”

Long Qing's voice looked a little regretful: "But after all, I still couldn't kill you." ”

Ning Que said: "Now that I think about it, every qiē is the will of heaven. ”

Long Qing agreed: "Haotian has always been by your side back then, and the will of heaven will naturally belong to you." ”

Ning Que said: "If I were you, I would also be unconvinced." ”

Long Qing said: "There is nothing to disagree. ”

Ning Que said, "Otherwise, why are you here now?"

He had asked this question before, and Long Qing had already answered it. In order not to let him find Sangsang, in order not to let him write that word, for the sake of the Daomen or the world, for the sake of many glorious, great, and righteous ......

But he asked again.

Long Qing was silent for a long time, and then gave a new answer.

"Yes, it was an unnecessary battle. Haotian, Daomen, and the ...... of the world And that word you wrote is an excuse, I just want to see if I can kill you now, because I ...... Defy. ”

In the clouds, his voice was very calm, as if he was a naughty boy who had ripped off his coat and was playing with mud by the river, and finally gained freedom and happiness, which was so real that it was emotional.

There was silence, only the sound of water.

Ning Que stood up, quietly looked at the sound in the clouds, and didn't speak for a long time.

Long Qing also didn't speak for a long time.

The world is very big, they don't see each other much, but they are unforgettable again and again, there are maids on the banquet, the two-story mountaineering is higher than the high, and the snow cliff breaks through the realm with an arrow, three times in a row, all of which are won by Ning Que.

Because of the iron arrow, Longqing became a waste person without knowing his life and death, gave up his fiancée, threw himself into the darkness and became a demon, learned the gray eye exercises, and betrayed the Tao, thinking that he was a great achievement, and ambushed Ning Que in front of the Red Lotus Temple.

There are many stories after that, generous, poignant, beautiful, and heavy, two people walked separately on both sides of the strait according to their different fates, survived with difficulty, and continued to radiate brilliance.

Really meet at the end of this mountain and water, sit and talk.

It's about whether it's the way of life and death, it's just two words.

Defy.

If there is a shortage in the world, why should there be me?

Longqing, unconvinced.

This story has been too long and too long, and it's time to break it.

Reasons, or no reasons, it doesn't matter.

Ning Que quietly looked at the depths of the clouds and mist, feeling the will, and was very emotional.

He had felt that will in many places.

For example, at the bottom of Daming Lake, such as the cliff cave in the mountain behind the academy.

He didn't expect that Longqing's unwilling will be so strong.

He was very respectful.

He raised his iron bow and aimed at the position confirmed by the dialogue of Tong Guò, and without hesitation, he was full of strings.

With a buzz, the iron arrow left the string and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

His expression was still as calm as before, calm and cold-blooded.

I said some words, recalled some past, and gave birth to some respect and emotion, but I still want to kill you.

Since you have been dissatisfied for so long, please continue to disobey until the Netherworld.

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(It's not like yesterday's wife said that the feeling of the occasional wind chill, although it is an occasional feeling, but the wind chill is extremely heavy, well, fortunately, it took a day today, and this plot was boiled out, and it was interrupted when it was about to be shot, and naturally there will be readers who are not very happy, but it is really impossible to write, mainly because the plot itself, in my opinion, is complete, more important plot, after writing, there is a sense of strict zhòng's task completion, and it feels like tomorrow will be a new day, balabala, well, I love you.) (To be continued.) )