"Su Shaoqing, I treat you as a friend in vain, you actually did such a thing-"

Zhuge Xingyun clenched his fists, his anger seemed to erupt from his eyes, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of slaughter.

Standing in front of him was a young man in white, with a delicate face with a well-defined outline, even if he was scolded like this, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Little junior brother, when did you come back?"

Zhuge Xingyun took two steps forward, grabbed Su Shaoqing's collar, and roared angrily with a red face: "Don't come to this set, why do you do this to me?"

Su Shaoqing frowned as if he was puzzled, the smile on his face quietly disappeared, and he asked coldly, "Little junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

"Smack-"

A loud slap was imprinted on Su Shaoqing's face, and the five finger prints gradually appeared, blood red and swollen, like a ripe persimmon.

Su Shaoqing's delicate face became a little hideous because of the redness and swelling, he suddenly stretched out his tongue and licked the bloodshot at the corner of his mouth, and Zhuge Xingyun's eyes also became bright, not at all like the gentle and elegant appearance before, and sneered: "You will pay for your impulsiveness!"

Zhuge Xingyun had already lost his mind due to anger, and in spite of Su Shaoqing's warning, he kicked him out with one kick, and roared angrily: "I'll kill you-"

"Zhuge Xingyun, you are enough!" A figure blocked in front of Zhuge Xingyun, protecting Su Shaoqing, who had fallen to the ground in embarrassment.

Zhuge Xingyun paused quickly, looking at Qi Yuyan in front of him, his body seemed to freeze instantly, and even the snow in the sky seemed to be still.

The woman he had been looking forward to day and night was standing in front of him, but now it was like an insurmountable chasm.

The childhood sweetheart who once thought he knew, but he has already deviated, and it's no longer two little guesses about you and me.

Emotional heartstrings, the most ruthless wind and snow.

Zhuge Xingyun looked at her quietly, his fists clenched tighter, and even his teeth seemed to tremble, and he said word by word: "Why do you treat me like this?"

Qi Yuyan didn't answer, but turned around and helped Su Shaoqing on the ground up, took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then turned around silently, stared at Zhuge Xingyun and said, "It seems that you all know——"

Of course, Zhuge Xingyun knew, otherwise he wouldn't have found Su Shaoqing as the first thing he did when he returned to the mountain, but looking at the intimate behavior of the two of them, all his anger suddenly turned into sadness.

"Why did you betray me?" Zhuge Xingyun covered his chest that was almost vomiting blood, and after thinking for a long time, he asked this sentence tremblingly and weakly.

The betrayal of his friend and lover instantly hollowed out Zhuge Xingyun's entire body, and even the last trace of men's bloody grief and anger seemed to be drowned in pain.

The wind and snow are merciless, and it is obviously more urgent.

In the bitter cold wind, there is a poignant chill, whose hair is messy? Whose piano is melodious?

Looking back, those best memories have become nightmares!

"Betrayal?" Qi Yuyan smiled openly, laughed unscrupulously, and when the laughter was euphemistic, she added: "I can't talk to you about betrayal, right?"

Zhuge Xingyun staggered back two steps, staggering and staggering, but was held by one arm so as not to fall in embarrassment.

"Young Sect Master, don't hold your breath!"

Zhuge Xingyun didn't look at Jing Hao behind him, but looked up to the sky and roared, two tears fell from his eyes, and soon the snow and tears blended without leaving a trace, before he looked at Qi Yuyan and smiled sadly: "The former flower before the moon and the sea swore an alliance, is it all your hypocrisy?"

Qi Yuyan grabbed Su Shaoqing's arm without hesitation, and said expressionlessly: "What I like is a genius in the world, and you don't want to be amorous, you don't deserve it!"

Every word she said was like an incomparably sharp knife, blurring the flesh and blood of Zhuge Xingyun's stabs, tears and anger intertwined, and a roar resounded through the sky.

"Dogs and men, die-"

Zhuge Xingyun's eyes were bloodshot, and his trembling body suddenly burst out with powerful energy, shocking Jing Hao beside him and flying out, roaring and rushing towards the two.

Qi Yuyan's face suddenly turned pale, and she firmly held the hilt of the sword in her hand and was ready to attack, but Zhuge Xingyun was in the blink of an eye, but Su Shaoqing shook his body and blocked Qi Yuyan.

"Ahh

"Ahh

Accompanied by a terrible wail and exclamation in the cold wind, Su Shaoqing's body involuntarily flew out upside down and crashed into Qi Yuyan behind him, and the two fell to the ground outside Zhang Yukai.

Su Shaoqing, who was hard to receive Zhuge Xingyun's palm, fell on the snow with a pale face, and when he got up, a mouthful of blood was sprinkled on the ground, although Qi Yuyan beside him was not injured in his lungs, he was also very embarrassed.

However, the angry Zhuge Xingyun was out of control, and he was pressing step by step, the long sword in his hand was already out of his body, and he pointed at Su Shaoqing and stabbed away.

"Young Sect Master, no!"

Jing Hao saw that something was wrong, and it was too late to stop it, so he could only stop it, hoping to exchange it for a trace of Zhuge Xingyun's sanity.

But at this moment, Zhuge Xingyun was completely carried away by anger and killing intent, and spared no effort to make a move, vowing to kill Fang Xiu.

And Su Shaoqing did not panic at all, but suddenly got up to meet the blade of the sword, and suddenly the long sword sank into the flesh, and blood dripped down the blade......

"Qiang—"

With a sword roar, a cold light flashed and fell on Zhuge Xingyun's neck.

Qi Yuyan's pale face was full of complexity, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and said with tears: "Let us go, I have his flesh and blood-"

Zhuge Xingyun was full of tears, but his heart was colder than the snow and ice, and he roared bitterly: "What did you say?

Qi Yuyan slowly withdrew her long sword, but when she opened her mouth, she was stopped by Su Shaoqing.

"Yu Yan, don't beg him. Su Shaoqing looked at Zhuge Xingyun with a righteous and awe-inspiring look: "It's me who is sorry for you, if you kill me, you can make you feel better, you can do it!"

Zhuge Xingyun laughed furiously: "Fulfill you!"

"Stop!"

The top of the Tianshan Mountain, the sect annex. An earth-shattering sound shook the snow, and also shocked people's hearts.

A white figure floated in from the white jade arch, and a few flutters landed in front of Zhuge Xingyun, only to see a flick of his fingers, but when he saw the long sword inserted in Su Shaoqing's chest, it snapped and snapped-

"See the Sect Master!"

Several people saw the white-robed middle-aged man bending down to salute, but Zhuge Xingyun was stunned in place, and his face was bloodless.

"Son, don't kneel yet!"

Under the fury of Zhuge Shenzun, seeing that Zhuge Xingyun did not do anything, a powerful air flow suddenly emanated from his body, surrounding Zhuge Xingyun.

Under the powerful oppression, no matter how stubborn Zhuge Xingyun was, he still bent slowly uncontrollably, until he fell to his knees, and the air flow quietly dissipated.

Zhuge Xingyun fell to his knees in despair, his messy hair fluttering in the wind, without the slightest temperament of the young sect master, and he didn't even look at his father, muttering in his mouth: "It's impossible to ......"

The rest of the disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect also came one after another, and the Great Elder Qi Wuyang saw that his daughter Qi Yuyan was full of embarrassment, and stepped forward to ask, but seeing that the sect master's expression was wrong, he swallowed back the words in his throat.

As the master of a sect, Zhuge Shenzun's majesty was enough to shock everyone, and he pondered for a long time before shaking his head and sighing: "In view of Zhuge Xingyun's improper style when he practiced, he ruined the reputation of the sect, and now he has no respect for his elder brother and sister, and since then he has been abolished as the young master of the sect!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and Hu Yunyi, as the second elder, stepped forward and said, "Sect Master, this matter is very high, and you can't make a rash decision." ”

Zhuge Shenzun glanced at Zhuge Xingyun on the ground, saw that he was unmoved, his heart was full of pain, swept everyone's eyes, and said: "When it comes to cultivation as a character, Zhuge Xingyun no longer expects it, so he must have this idea, right?"

Everyone present looked at each other, but Qi Wuyang was shocked, and said: "The young sect master is the only bloodline of the sect master, we definitely don't dare to have this idea!"

The rest of the people also echoed it, lest Zhuge Shenzun have the intention of temptation.

Zhuge Shenzun swept everyone and walked away, causing everyone to panic, and Qi Yuyan looked at Zhuge Xingyun, whose eyes were sad, and then helped Su Shaoqing to leave.

When the two of them walked out of the white jade arch, the corners of Su Shaoqing's mouth showed a grim smile, regardless of the injuries on his body, he hugged Qi Yuyan's small waist, and teased: "You don't care about your reputation for him, and you ...... him in vain."

"Loosen up—" Qi Yuyan scolded coldly, without the slightest expression on her face, and instead dropped two crystal teardrops, which were quickly dried in the cold wind.

——

At the beginning of the heavy snowfall, the top of the Tianshan Mountains is still deserted, and the eternal snow is like an eternal silver. The mountains under the plain wrap also hide many beautiful legends and loves.

Zhuge Xingyun also fantasized that the love between him and Qi Yuyan would be praised by the world thousands of years later.

However, the vision is beautiful, but the reality is incomparably cruel.

"Wine, give me wine-" In the Bafang Pavilion of the Lotus Pond, Zhuge Xingyun was drunk and crawling on the stone table, surrounded by wine jars, exuding a rich and pungent smell of wine.

In the silent night, the occasional cold wind blows, and under the starlight, the bearded and sloppy face no longer looks like a teenager!

Jing Hao sat around the corner with a gloomy face, looking at Zhuge Xingyun who was looking like now, not only sad but also ashamed: "Feishu told you about this because I wanted you to make psychological preparations in advance, but I didn't expect it to hurt you......"

The more he thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, and he got up and walked over to touch Zhuge Xingyun's shoulder: "Shaozong...... Xing Yun, you've been drunk for half a month, do you want to keep going like this?"

"Wine—"

Zhuge Xingyun didn't seem to hear it, he just shook his head a few times, and his drunken eyes were churning around the wine jar, as if in his eyes, he no longer cared about anything other than wine.

Jing Hao's heart seemed to be pinched by someone, he slowly retracted his palm, and after thinking about it carefully, he decided to inform him: "The sect master declares that the one who wins the autumn sword test tomorrow will be the young sect master of the Tianshan Sword Sect, Xing Yun, I hope you can cheer up a little!"

Zhuge Xingyun still didn't make any noise, as if he had nothing to do with him at all, and as if he was asleep.

Jing Hao couldn't help but shake his head and sighed lightly: "Everyone knows that Su Shaoqing is the genius of the Tianshan Sword Sect, do you want to watch him take away your beloved, and he wants to take away your position as the young sect master?"

Zhuge Xingyun snorted lightly, turned over, but continued to rummage the wine jar looking for wine. Jing Hao's face was full of disappointment and frustration, and before leaving, he put the wine he brought in front of Zhuge Xingyun, and turned around and left helplessly.

When he looked up, Zhuge Xingyun's tears were surging, or the wind lost his eyes, or he was embarrassed by himself, because he had lost too much-

From afar, he seemed to see his father's disappointed look, and gradually moved away, and then changed to her voice and smile, as if it had never changed......

In order to smile at Bo Hongyan, Zhuge Xingyun traveled all over the world and found seeds for her to plant this pond of lotus, but now the people who enjoy the flowers are no longer in pairs-

There was only one man left, and a jar of wine.

Zhuge Xingyun wanted to drink again, maybe only wine could numb the pain in his heart, but before he could drink it, he began to vomit non-stop-

A peerless genius, a waste!

Zhuge Xingtian was very aware of the gap between him and Su Shaoqing, even if he cultivated for another three years, he would not be able to reach his current cultivation.

However, just as Zhuge Xingyun was laughing at himself and depraving, a black shadow swept in front of him, and it seemed to be the sect master's study.

Zhuge Xingyun just glanced at it, but he didn't react much, and grabbed the wine jar again and began to drink. At this moment, a white juan floated down from the place where the man in black flew.

Bai Juan happened to fall in front of Zhuge Xingyun's eyes, of course he recognized it, because it was a sixteenth birthday gift he specially prepared for her.

Seeing it seemed to remind Zhuge Xing Yunsi of the past, the expression on his face changed instantly, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at the sect master's study, with a puzzled look in his eyes: "I don't believe it...... I don't believe you're so ruthless!"