Chen Huaifeng and Zhang Xiaoyu sat under the monument and leaned against the tombstone, each thinking about things.

Hu Lu was beaten and rubbed his buttocks on the side, thinking to himself what kind of dumb riddle these two senior brothers were playing?

After a long time, seeing that the two of them still didn't speak, they were about to ask Zhang Xiaoyu what they were doing in the tomb mountain, but they saw Zhang Xiaoyu leaning on the tombstone and raising his head, and the scabbard behind him was empty, so his eyes looking at the southern sky were also a little empty, or dazed.

"What did Liu March say before he died?"

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Nanmian and asked.

Chen Huaifeng looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "It's just a matter of the goddess." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu turned his head to look at Chen Huaifeng and said, "Nothing else?" ”

Chen Huaifeng shook his head, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and said, "Could it be that there is a senior brother and junior brother who saw something else in Daze?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu nodded.

He kept looking over there for a long time before he said, "An army of souls who came by boat from Zezhong." ”

Chen Huaifeng frowned and looked at the south, but he was also silent, and said after a long time: "I don't know either." ”

There was a long silence on the tomb mountain.

Little Hulu tilted his head and looked at the two of them.

After a long time, Chen Huaifeng looked at the west of the city and said, "Ximen should have sent the letter out for a long time. ”

Chen Huaifeng just said such a sentence, but Zhang Xiaoyu knew what he meant.

There was no movement in the north, except for the 200,000 troops from Shanyue City.

Zhang Xiaoyu said slowly: "Maybe for them, Liu Yueyue's death is not so important compared to letting the Sword Sect have some losses. ”

Chen Huaifeng thought about the young man in the blue robe he killed with his own hands that night, and said slowly: "Of course, Liu March's death is extremely important, I prefer to believe that they are hesitating. Kamigawa disappeared inexplicably, even the master has returned, there is still no news of Kamigawa in the world, Huaidu is naturally a little uneasy, they can't judge what has happened or is happening in the world. ”

"What about Qingtian Dao?"

Zhang Xiaoyu said.

Chen Huaifeng thought for a long time and said, "If I guessed correctly, Bai Yuyu should be able to calculate a lot of things. After all, she and Bu Operator were once brothers and sisters. The main thing is that we can't be sure of the attitude of Qingtiandao. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu thought of the idle young master of Peking University, the young master of Peking University who suddenly made trouble and forcibly took away 300,000 Qingjia, and always followed the young master of Peking University who came from Qingtian Dao.

Qingtian Dao's attitude is naturally ambiguous.

The 300,000 Qingjia was originally from the hands of Qingtian Dao.

Zhang Xiaoyu said softly: "Actually, in the final analysis, we don't know where all the senior brothers of the Sword Sect have gone. ”

Cong Blade sat in the Sword Sect and accepted disciples for a thousand years.

Naturally, it is impossible to have only Zhang Xiaoyu and Chen Huaifeng, who have not yet entered the Great Dao.

For example, the old elder brother who once came with sword light outside Daze.

Or a black-robed demon cultivator who sniped in the snowstorm in the mountains.

The Human Sword Sect is a galaxy scattered in the human world.

It's just Zhang Xiaoyu, who is guarding the source, that they can't find where those who once shined have gone.

Chen Huaifeng looked at the south quietly, although the wolfberry sword was not by his side, but the sword intent around him was rippling, quite immense.

"Since that's the case, then don't expect them to do their own things, this is what you said earlier, junior brother."

Zhang Xiaoyu leaned on the tombstone, looked at Chen Huaifeng, and said softly: "This is indeed the case." ”

The words are very nice to say.

But Hulu does not approve.

After all, on this tomb mountain, he was the only one who still had a sword in his arms.

So he doesn't understand it very well.

These two senior brothers, who didn't even have a sword, were embarrassed to say such confident and flamboyant words.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't care what Xiao Hulu was thinking, even if the sect master of the Human Sword Sect was really this little boy in the future, in the current human world, his thoughts were meaningless. So Zhang Xiaoyu walked towards the bottom of the tomb mountain and grabbed a handful of small hulu's skull.

Although Hu Lu was very angry, he thought that he might not be able to defeat this senior brother for many years, so he could only swallow his anger and let Zhang Xiaoyu rub it.

"Where is Senior Brother going?" Xiao Hulu looked at Zhang Xiaoyu's back and asked.

"Back to the Sword Sect to sit down, why are you asking this?" Zhang Xiaoyu looked back at Hu Lu.

Hu Lu snorted lightly and said, "I'll see if you have crossed any river, so that you can push down and drown." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu left the tomb mountain with a smile.

Zhang Xiaoyu is certainly not afraid of being pushed into the river and drowned.

Because he's a small fish.

Hu Lu is probably not afraid, because he is a gourd and can float.

Zhang Xiaoyu got off the tomb mountain, headed north, and walked slowly along the long street that gradually fell into the twilight.

Then I saw a person who had disappeared from the world for a long time looking at passers-by on the street corner, his face was pale, and he coughed twice from time to time.

Presumably a serious injury that has not healed.

Di Qianjun stood quietly on the street, quietly watching the people who were talking on the road.

Of course, people are not talking about hell.

Although it has only been a long time since that tragic accident, the world has long forgotten about it.

After all, the matter of hell has nothing to do with the vast majority of people in the world.

But the battle in Nanyi City was.

People are talking about today's big win.

Talking about the demeanor of those sword sect senior brothers and Lingnan sword cultivators who crossed the green mountains.

Di Qianjun listened quietly.

He's an outsider.

Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiaoyu, who was walking slowly towards here, did not salute, just stood there with his sword pressed, and said slowly: "Senior brothers, you have worked hard. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu was a little unhappy when he saw this black robe, it had nothing to do with whether Di Qianjun held his sword and saluted according to the practice of the cultivation world, although Di Qianjun was not as good as Zhang Xiaoyu, but after all, he was directly under the southern dispatch of the Heavenly Hell in Huaidu, and it was understandable that he didn't want to salute, Zhang Xiaoyu just didn't like this place. After all, he was dressed in white, standing in front of those black robes, and he was too distinct.

But after all, it was an injured and sick person, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say anything, just said calmly: "I naturally work hard." ”

Di Qianjun was choked by Zhang Xiaoyu, and he was not annoyed, of course the memory of being beaten by Chen Huaifeng before would not be forgotten, so in front of the disciples of the Human Sword Sect, Di Qianjun's temper would be much better.

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't mean to stay, and when he passed by Di Qianjun's side, he said slowly: "Heavenly Hell is like this now, do you still have the heart to watch the sun on the street?" ”

Di Qianjun said softly: "I just want to say thank you." ”

When Lin Erliang made a move that day, it was the sword of the Human Sword Sect that suddenly came, which saved Di Qianjun's life.

Zhang Xiaoyu had already walked over and said, "Then you should go to the tomb mountain instead of waiting for me here." ”

"Senior Brother Huaifeng is guarding the Tonggui Monument, so naturally it is not easy to disturb."

When Zhang Xiaoyu heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Di Qianjun.

After thinking about it, I probably understood what kind of psychology he had.

After all, it was the people of the Sword Sect who saved his life, so naturally it was not good to think that it had not happened, but he was probably beaten by Chen Huaifeng, and now he was saved again, and he felt that he ran to the tomb mountain in a hurry, and he couldn't get over his face, so he took a compromise solution.

Pretended to look at the world, waited for Zhang Xiaoyu to pass by, and said thank you by the way.

Zhang Xiaoyu thought of this, but he felt a little ridiculous, turned his head, and continued to walk along the long street.

"I'm also busy, if you're willing to look at the sun, then look at the sun."

When one person doesn't want to see another, it's also busy hanging out.

Di Qianjun didn't say anything more, watched Zhang Xiaoyu's back gradually fade away on the street, turned his head again, pressed the sword and looked at passers-by for a while, and then turned around and went in the opposite direction.

......

When Zhang Xiaoyu returned to the Sword Sect, some of the senior brothers had already returned, and they were sitting on the steps of the door in twos and threes, chatting about the sky.

Zhang Xiaoyu also leaned over to chat for a while, and then walked into the Sword Sect garden.

Xiao Congxin, who hadn't been out for a long time, sat on the swing under the tree house rarely, tilting his head to look at the sky that sank from the blue to the soft orange, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhang Xiaoyu walked over with the scabbard on his back, stopped under the swing, and looked at the little girl in a floral dress with a soft smile.

"Why did you come out again today?"

Cong Xin turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaoyu, then looked at his hand, sighed and said, "I thought a liar was coming back, and he should bring me something delicious." As a result, I didn't expect a liar to be a liar. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu stood there awkwardly.

I suddenly remembered that the last time I came out, I said that I wanted to bring something to eat for Cong Xin, and I brought it, but I was eaten by myself. Cong Xin never came out later, and Zhang Xiaoyu forgot about it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came back, Cong Xin mentioned this stubble again.

"Why don't I buy it for you now?"

Cong shook his head, his mouth curled, and said decently: "It's late, belated flattery, it's cheaper than anything else." ”

“......”

Zhang Xiaoyu felt that he had encountered the big mullet incident, and that bastard sneaked in, and taught Cong Xin this kind of yin and yang weird words.

Fortunately, Cong Xin has probably been bored for a long time, and he wants to talk about something, but he is not really angry with Zhang Xiaoyu, Yu Guang glanced at Zhang Xiaoyu and stood there speechlessly, turned his head again, looked at Zhang Xiaoyu and asked sincerely: "You are not injured, are you?" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu looked down at the clothes on his body, the blood color had naturally been washed, he touched Cong Xin's head with a smile, and kneaded the fluffy little short hair messily before stopping.

Well, it's not the same as the skull of the little beard.

Zhang Xiaoyu thought about it and said, "That's for sure! ”

Cong Xin shook his head and said with a disgusted expression: "The smell on your body is too bad, you definitely haven't taken a bath." ”

"You're talking nonsense, I've washed it." Zhang Xiaoyu said, but raised his hand and smelled it with some suspicion, there was no smell, and he had indeed washed it with sword intent at the bottom of the lake.

Cong Xin frowned and said, "But it does smell of blood." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu thought about it and felt that it was indeed possible, after all, he might be used to smelling it, and it was normal not to smell it for a while.

"Okay, then I'll go take a dip in a pool."

Zhang Xiaoyu said, turned around and walked along the road he came from towards a pond.

Cong Xin was still dangling on the swing, quietly looking at Zhang Xiaoyu's back, then thought about it and asked a question.

"Did the boy come back to life?"

Zhang Xiaoyu stopped on the road, looked back at Cong Xin, and said softly: "Of course I came back to life." ”

Cong Xin nodded lightly and said, "That's great!" ”

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at Cong Xin, who finally had a smile on his face, thought for a while and said, "Do you want to meet him?" ”

Cong Xin chuckled softly, shook his head, and said, "Forget it." ”

Zhang Xiaoyu always felt that Xiao Cong's immature voice had an inexplicable sense of relief.

Standing there for a long time, Zhang Xiaoyu didn't say anything, just said slowly: "Okay." ”

So he went to a pool.

Cong Xin watched Zhang Xiaoyu's back disappear into a pool, turned his head, and swayed quietly on the swing, the orange of the sky was not very rich, but it was also very beautiful.

There are peach blossoms blown by the wind and flying towards the sky, which is also very beautiful.

Cong Xin watched quietly for a long time, raised his head, stretched out a hand and spread his five fingers, as if pressed on the sky that slowly sank into the orange, covering his eyes.

The fingers are white and tender, but the little thumb is relatively short.

But it's also very good-looking.

Cong Xin thought so.

The wind blows the swing and sways incessantly.

Sitting on the swing, the heart of the bush seems to have no weight, like a peach blossom falling on the swing, floating quietly.

Zhang Xiaoyu stopped at the edge of a pool, did not look at the water in the pool, nor at Cong Xin, but also looked at the peach blossoms flying towards the sky.

Some of the stories behind them he was able to guess.

But pretending to be confused is naturally a very wonderful thing in the world.

Zhang Xiaoyu watched for a while, lowered his head, walked to the peach tree bridge, looked at the bridge for a while, and then jumped into the stream under the bridge with a plop.

Zhang Xiaoyu sat down in a clear stream, closed his eyes, and gradually surrounded by sword intent, converging on the scabbard behind Zhang Xiaoyu, and gradually took on a sword shape.

It's just that it's still just an illusory appearance, and it gathers and quickly disperses.

It's like the time has not yet come.

Zhang Xiaoyu opened his eyes and took off the scabbard from behind him, the tattered scabbard looked very miserable, and the sword intent flowing on it was particularly abrupt.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the scabbard in silence.

He could feel it.

His own sword seems to be very close.

It's a pity that Zhang Xiaoyu no longer has the habit of writing a diary, and that diary was also taken away by Su Guang.

So no one knows what Zhang Xiaoyu is thinking.

Zhang Xiaoyu watched in silence for a long time, put the scabbard on his knee that was submerged in the stream, and then closed his eyes again.

So another sword intent converged.

It's just that this time the sword intent didn't come from Zhang Xiaoyu.

It is the sword intent left by the three generations of sect masters of the Human Sword Sect sitting idly at this bridge.

Those sword intents surrounded Zhang Xiaoyu's body, like thousands of tiny fish shining with cold light floating on the side.

Do your own thing.

Since I don't play cards.

Then it is natural to start refining the sword intent.

The world still remembers that although Zhang Xiaoyu is very strong, his sword intent is quite low.

It's just an oblique bridge realm.

It's just the opposite of Qiu Xi'er.

Although Qiu Xi'er is only the sixth realm of the trail, the sword intent is the main realm of the cliff in the world.

The sword intent is thousands of miles, and sitting on the cliff can naturally come with a sword everywhere.

This naturally benefited from the sword intent on the 3,650 zhang sword steps of the Grinding Sword Cliff.

It was the sword intent left by the peak generation of the Sword Grinding Cliff thousands of years ago, including the sword intent left by Tsing Yi when he was young.

Naturally, it is not comparable to the sword intent on the side of the small bridge of the Human Sword Sect.

Zhang Xiaoyu naturally wanted to go to the high cliff in the East China Sea to refine his sword intent.

But it's too far away.

Second, when you come and go there, you naturally have to give up some things.

So Zhang Xiaoyu just returned to the Sword Sect Garden.

Sit down in this clear stream.

Even if it is not as good as the Sword Grinding Cliff, but the three generations of sect masters have all had the reputation of the first sword in the world.

Nature is also an extremely rare place.

The garden fell silent.

Cong Xin is swinging, Zhang Xiaoyu is refining his sword intent, the senior brothers are still chatting at the door, and the Sword Sect Garden, where no one plays cards, has such a quiet time.

So the story changed direction.

......

After washing his face and going back to calm down for a long time, Nandao walked on the apricot blossom path.

The gentlemen in the courtyard still haven't returned.

Therefore, the pulpit flat looks very lonely in the twilight apricot forest.

When Nandao passed by, I couldn't remember what it was like to have a teacher and students here on weekdays.

Although it is only March.

But the South Island had a long night's sleep.

So some things were forgotten, and even some memories were a little blurred.

Nandao carried the peach blossom sword on his back and walked towards Jingsi Lake.

Naturally, this feeling is familiar.

After all, I ran towards Jingsi Lake every day for a while, running in the morning and running in the afternoon.

probably made Qiu Xi'er impatient, and often wasn't in Jingsi Lake.

Thinking about it, Nandao remembered the letter he had written to Qiu Xi'er.

Thinking of what the rat said, he longed to give himself two swords.

Nandao, Nandao, how can you make such a low-level mistake?

The words are not written correctly, how can I find the right daughter-in-law?

Nandao lowered his head and thought to himself, crossed the apricot blossom path, and walked into the magnolia forest by the lake.

When I walked to the lakeside, I saw that there was only grass for fireflies, and I was very puzzled.

When I was sleeping in the bamboo forest outside the library, I happened to meet Mr. Mei sweeping the ground and walked over, and when he saw Nandao, he told him about Zhang Xiaoyu going to Jingsi Lake to take a bath, and Nandao thought about coming to Jingsi Lake to find Zhang Xiaoyu.

"Where's Senior Brother Zhang?"

Cao Weiyi tilted his head and cheeks, looked at Dahu and said without looking back: "He took a bath and left." ”

"Oh." Nandao walked over with some disappointment, originally planning to ask Zhang Xiaoyu about the situation outside, but since he had already left, he naturally had to wait for the next time.

Just walked over, and saw the parrot island inserted next to Cao Wei Hotaru, Nan Dao pulled it out, looked at the sword that was washed clean, looked at Cao Wei Hotaru and asked, "Isn't he using it?" ”

Cao Weiying glanced at it, thought for a while and said, "Probably no, I originally wanted to give him a stalk, after all, there are too many swords in the lake, but he doesn't want it, so naturally forget it." ”

"Okay." Nandao carried the parrot island behind him along with the peach blossom sword.

Cao Weiying turned his head to look at Nandao, then looked behind Nandao, and asked, "What about Chen He?" ”

"He's still sleeping on the wind." Nandao said helplessly, "Maybe it's still nonsense with you by the lake in Heavenly Town." ”

Grass smiled and said, "It's good." ”

Naturally, it's pretty good.

Naturally, everything is very good.

Nandao stood by the lake and quietly watched the twilight of a lake, thinking about the big lake in his dreams.

There is naturally no difference between looking at a lake and looking at a lake.