Time went back to the moment before those sword lights fell.

When Hua Wuxi resigned herself to watching those sword lights drown herself.

The boy who was not far away struggled to get up, but he didn't succeed.

Hua Wuxi glanced at it, and his heart was like ashes, so he naturally didn't have any other thoughts.

It was only the next moment that he heard the young man's voice coming through the snow.

Be.....

"Peach Blossom!"

Hua Wuxi suddenly turned her head, and the black umbrella had disappeared beside her.

The man in white with a peach blossom on his face had taken the umbrella at some point, held it through the wind and snow, and stopped in front of Nandao.

Maybe it was when Nandao was shouting hard about the peach blossoms.

Hua Wuxi sighed softly and turned her head.

What a scoundrel!

Countless sword lights passed through the body.

Even the soul was wiped out.

And in that moment.

Nandao reached out and took the umbrella from Peach Blossom.

The wind and snow are still there.

The sword light stopped.

Nandao sat in the wind and snow, clutched his umbrella and gasped for air.

It was in that moment.

He could even feel the touch of a sword light against the top of his head.

Even though he had regained his grip on the umbrella now, he was still trembling, his lips trembling, a little pale, looking at the peach blossom in front of him who had withstood the impact of Hua Wuxi's power and ghost, looking at the blood-colored peach blossom on his face, and after a long time he whispered, "Thank you." ”

There was no expression on Peach Blossom's face, but the blood-like peach blossom petals swayed in the wind and snow, and it seemed that some blood went away with the wind and snow, falling to the ground, sprinkling a little bright red.

"If you want to thank me." The sound of peach blossoms came from the blood that had fallen like petals falling in the wind and snow.

"When you draw your sword in the future, you can hold it more firmly."

Nandao was silent, and after a long time, he said softly, "Okay." ”

He naturally knew which sword Peach Blossom was talking about.

It's not the Peach Blossom Sword, it's not the Parrot Island.

Rather, when he sat under the peach tree, the sword in his hand.

The figure of the peach blossom stands quietly in the wind and snow.

It took a long time for Nandao to stand up again, walk over, pick up the peach blossom sword left on the edge of the river and parrot island, and tie it behind him. For a long time, I looked at the green mountains of Osawa in the wind and snow.

There was silence over there.

I don't know how many people died in those sword lights that fell from the sky.

Nandao didn't feel guilty.

Ultimately.

After all, he is also a native of Nanyi City.

Nandao turned around and headed in the direction of Nanyi City.

After walking for a while, he stopped, and looked back at the peach blossoms standing in the wind and snow, reaching out to pick up the blood dripping from the peach blossoms.

"Who am I?"

This kind of sentence structure is the most heard in the world.

It's often who you are, or who he is.

Except for some people who can't think about it in the middle of the night, they will ask such strange questions.

Nandao didn't know if he wanted to open it, but he asked very seriously.

The peach blossoms stood in the wind and snow for a long time, and then sprinkled on the edge of the river as if they were blown away by the wind.

Nandao looked at his own sea of gods, and the peach blossom breath sat weakly under the peach tree, holding the small sword.

"South Island."

These two words came out of the mouth of the South Island.

......

The drift in fate naturally does not stop here.

......

In the green mountains of Daze, the wind and snow clearly drew a line at the foot of the mountain.

To the north of the line is a land of wind and snow where even mountain birds and brook insects no longer exist.

To the south of the line, there are countless silent people.

The mayfly looked at Zilan at the head of the boat on the side, who was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Although at the beginning, everyone didn't care, but when the sword light of the world covered up the light of all the wind and snow, they realized their mistake.

As a result, the nearly 100,000 yellow sorghum black armor and thousands of Styx boats that had not had time to retreat from that line disappeared silently into those sword lights.

So vast, so resolute.

What existence is this meant to erase?

The mayfly looked up at the sky, and there were countless chills in his heart that were difficult to retreat.

Shu He stood beside the mayfly, lowered his head, looked at the wind and snow with a complicated expression, and then turned around and walked towards the back in the silent green mountains.

"Where are you going?" Ming mayfly looked at Shu He's suddenly collapsed back and asked.

That picture is very lonely, just like someone who refuses to accept old age, straightens his waist that has gradually shrunk, and wants to go to the world for a trip, but halfway through, he meets something, which makes him completely lose confidence, so at the moment of turning around, he grows old again and shrinks down.

When Ming Mayfly saw Shu He's back again, he might have guessed his thoughts, but he still asked.

Zilan, who had come from Daze with countless boats on the River Styx, also looked back at the old spirit witch.

Shu He stood in place, then turned around, quietly looked at the mayfly, and also looked at the snowstorm, watched it silently for a long time, and said slowly: "This story, Nanchu Jiangluo is not accompanied. ”

When he said this, many of those witches and ghosts walked out of the green mountain, stopped at the foot of the green mountain, and were ready to go towards the yellow sorghum on the other side of Daze at any time.

Ming Mayfly looked at him silently for a long time, and then said calmly, "Okay." ”

Shu He swept over Zilan on the boat in a blink of an eye, his eyes fell on the green mountains, and he said softly: "Gao Xin Nanwu, if you want to leave, you can also go back with me." ”

Many more people came out of the green hills.

Ming Mayfly's gaze swept over the people under the green hills, and still said calmly: "It's okay." ”

Only then did Shu He look at Zilan, salute, and said softly, "Farewell." ”

Then he looked at the mayfly and said, "Thank you." ”

Ming mayfly said calmly, "I'll give you a ride." ”

The mountain of wind and snow blew across the line, flying between the two, and there was silence in Daze.

Shu He quietly looked at the mayfly, then turned around and walked towards the south with those southern witches who had experienced a hard battle and seen the sword light, and also did not want to continue.

"Okay."

This is Shu He's voice.

Ming Mayfly turned to Zilan and saluted, and said, "Your Excellency, wait a moment. ”

Zilan nodded calmly.

So these people from the land on the other side of Daze had a second disagreement - the first time was when Gongzi Wusad walked into Nanyi City, and those Northern Wudao people quietly retreated into the Huai'an Green Mountain.

The sword light stopped, and those wind and snow gradually crossed the line, just ordinary wind and snow, blowing towards the south.

Ming Mayfly and Shu He walked silently among the green hills, until they crossed some rivers and stopped on a broken cliff somewhere.

Shu He stopped, clasped his hands in his sleeves and looked at Ming Mayfly quietly.

The mayfly didn't make any moves, just calmly stood on the edge of the cliff with his hands down, looking at the people under the cliff who did not pass the retrograde array, but chose to cross the green mountains.

"It seems that the death of Chennu still makes you feel a little bit of a retreat."

Ming mayfly said calmly.

Shu He's voice was very old, and when he stood on the south bank of Daze, he hid the kind of old man, and said slowly: "It's not just that. ”

"What's that?"

Shu He listened to Ming Mayfly's question, turned his head, looked at him for a long time, and said, "I want to ask you a question." ”

"Please." The mayfly is very calm.

Shu He smiled softly, abruptly, but also with a lot of irony, and said, "Are you really here from the south for the glory of the so-called Witch Ghost Divine Sect?" ”

Ming mayfly was silent for a while, looked at Shu He and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Shu He looked down at the witches and ghosts who had suffered heavy losses under the cliff, and said slowly: "You are just consuming Huang Liang's enthusiasm, using this blind impulse to kill the faith that exists in their hearts—you are also killing them. ”

Ming mayfly said calmly, "Maybe yes. ”

Shu He quietly looked at the mayfly for a long time, and asked, "Why?" ”

The mayfly stood in the wind on the edge of the cliff, just as it stood in the wind on the edge of the river, hunting in robes.

The wind and snow have not yet blown.

But in Shu He's heart, the snowstorm has been here for a long time.

So he was puzzled, but he also hated and angrily looked at the figure of the mayfly, and listened to him say that kind of righteous and awe-inspiring words.

"If you want to be great, if you want to be magnificent, you must have sacrifice."

Ming mayfly looked at the world with his hands in his hands and said calmly.

Shu He just looked at him with a sneer and said, "It's a very good incitement word, but when people come out of their pain, when they wake up, such words are as useless as a wild dog barking." ”

Ming mayfly chuckled softly and said, "It's just that you can't understand. ”

"Of course I can't understand, and I'm even beginning to wonder if you've really been to the Yellow Mountains and waited for Cong Blade there, or if you didn't intend to get involved in it from the beginning, the so-called greatness is yours, and the sacrifice is ours - whether it's Qu Ling or Chennu, or more."

Shu He's old body shrunk on the cliff, but the angry voice kept rising.

"Ming mayfly, do you really love this land, love those people, and be loyal to those who believe?"

Ming Mayfly stood quietly on the high cliff, was silent for a long time, and said softly, "I am." ”

Shu He stood quietly on the cliff, and the wind and snow came across the line, as if they wanted to follow the footsteps of these people going south.

It's just that it's impossible to go south after all.

The wind and snow have become much lighter here.

But the wind and snow in Shu He's heart were very big, covering the sky and the earth.

So he quietly looked at the wind and snow and said slowly, "I don't believe it. ”

Ming mayfly didn't say anything, nothing explained.

Shu He looked down at the mayfly's hand, and there was no movement there.

"Aren't you going to do it?"

Ming Mayfly said calmly, "I'm just here to see you off." ”

Shu He fell silent.

In the silence, there was only the sound of people stepping on the fallen leaves under the cliff.

"Thank you."

Shu He said slowly, turned around and headed south.

After walking a short distance, Shu He stopped and looked up at the sky dome, which was a drizzly dome, not wind and snow.

"I have one more question."

"What's the problem?"

"The Yue Xing Array was created in the former Huai'an Town Ghost Division, Jiang Luo Gaoxin never knew about it, even the Northern Wu Dao didn't know how to arrange it, Ming Mayfly, how did you know it in the first place?"

Ming mayfly said calmly, "Because I have learned a lot. ”

Shu He didn't ask any further.

Ming mayfly is naturally stronger than him and Chennu.

As he himself said, he was three feet six taller than the Spirit Witch.

Maybe he really learned more.

So Shu He followed many southern witches and went to the south.

The mayfly turned around and headed north, until it stopped under the green mountains blown by the wind and snow, looked at Zilan, who was standing at the head of the boat and silently watching the wind and snow, and said softly: "My lord seems to be hesitating? ”

Zilan said calmly: "I'm just waiting for you to come back." ”

Ming mayfly chuckled and said, "Then it's time for us to go." ”

Countless people walked through the wind and snow.

Zilan's boat has been stopped on the bank of the river, this person from the Styx River from Gu Chu, quietly looked at the Ming mayfly, and said slowly: "You really came for Da Chu?" ”

The mayfly said reverently, "Yes. ”

Zilan said calmly: "Actually, I don't believe it. ”

The mayfly whispered, "What if you don't believe it? ”

"Not really." Zilan looked at the north of the world and said calmly, "I came to the world once, and it has nothing to do with you. ”

Ming mayfly didn't say anything.

The boat gradually departed.

Although the collapse of the Witch Ghost Cult began to collapse from within, the people of the north also played a great role in it.

So Ming Mayfly knew very well that he was here for revenge.

So when Zilan looked at the world calmly like that.

The mayfly saw the stupid anger in his eyes very clearly.

Stupid rage, of course.

Thinking like this, the mayfly crossed the line in the wind and snow.

......

Nandao walked under the green mountains panting with the peach blossom sword and the parrot island on his back.

The world has been covered with wind and snow, just like that time in March.

Although the wind and snow have gradually decreased, the heavy snow that came before has also covered the earth with a thick layer of snow, and when you step into it, you can squeak and squeak non-stop.

Nandao looked down at the snow, but said with a smile, "What's your name?" You didn't ask anyone to beat you up, you just stepped on you, and you screamed, what about me? ”

Naturally, the snow will not answer.

Maybe.

The heavy snowfall in Huangliang Huai'an is too short, and it is difficult to produce anything spiritual.

I heard that among the deer in the western snow country, there are many snow demons turned into heavy snow.

It's a pity that the wind and snow in Luming are too big, and you have to cross a large long wind, snow and ice field, so few people inside come out, and few people outside go in, and not many people have seen those things.

Nandao raised his head and continued to walk forward.

Chen He didn't really plan to go to Luming to sell sizzling tofu.

Nandao was cranky.

There was silence in the green mountains, and those sword lights sprinkled on the world, and there was no sound between Nanyi City and Daze.

Nandao was tired from walking, so he had to talk to himself and the snow.

"Peach blossom, peach blossom, peach blossom?"

Nandao called the name of Peach Blossom, the name of the man in white who had repeatedly stopped his sword in front of him, but never really pierced it.

Peach Blossom may have really hurt badly.

first stood in front of Nandao and carried Hua Wuxi's attack, and finally dragged the injured body to cross the sword light for Nandao and brought the umbrella over.

Nandao shouted for a long time and didn't react, looking at his own sea of gods, only to find that even the sea of gods had some meaning of wind and snow.

There is fine snow falling in the sea of gods.

It was like a black piece of paper, sprinkled with fine snow like countless grains of sand.

The peach blossom was still sitting before, but now it has become sitting there leaning against the peach tree, and the peach blossom on her face is still bright red as blood, and fine blood is constantly dripping downward.

There was a fine blood on the white clothes.

It's like a vast snowfield, with some small red plum-like blood.

"You're not going to die, are you?"

Nandao's voice looked a little flustered in the sea of gods.

The peach blossoms on Peach Blossom's face flickered for a moment, and if he had eyes on his face, it might have changed from a state of closed eyes to open eyes.

Nandao didn't know, just guessed.

Peach Blossom's very weak voice came from the sea of gods.

"If you continue to be noisy like this, I may really die here."

Maybe it was because the injury was too serious, Peach Blossom didn't pretend as usual, but just spoke lightly.

Nandao was silent for a while, and said, "I've only screamed three times." ”

"Chen He's selling sizzling tofu doesn't count?"

"That's right?"

"The Divine Sea includes your Consciousness Sea, why don't you count it?"

“......”

Nandao was silent for a while, and said slowly: "But I'm tired of walking now, and I always have to think of something." If I don't let my mind come alive, I'm afraid I'll fall asleep in this snowstorm and I'll either freeze to death or be killed by a wild wolf, oh, the wild wolf shouldn't exist, then I'll just freeze to death. ”

Peach blossom lay in a different direction, and the thin blood dripped onto another piece of unstained white clothes.

"Look at the road."

Peach Blossom's voice was very calm.

"See the road?" Nandao was puzzled, "If you look at the road carefully, you can stay awake....."

It's just that before the sentence was finished, the whole person of Nandao rolled out of balance into the snow.

Nandao's consciousness broke away from the sea of gods, and only then did he realize that he had hit a stone on the mountain road, and the whole person rolled down in embarrassment.

The world is spinning, and I am very dizzy.

Fortunately, the road down this mountain road was not long, and after rolling for a long time, Nandao stopped, and the big characters were lying on the ground.

Maybe it was because of the numbness, but Nandao sat up and found that the peach blossom sword was inserted in his leg bone.

"Fuck, the house leak happened to rain overnight."

Nandao scolded and drew his sword.

"Fuck."

The peach blossom sword is very thick, so the wound is also very hideous, the most important thing is that there is a gap in the sword, and when it is inserted and pulled out, it also brings out a few pieces of meat.

Nandao sat silently in the snow, then tore off a piece of clothing and began to bandage it simply.

Just wrapped up and began to shed tears.

Hua Wuxi is a teenager, and so is he.

I know that I have such a good luck to touch the cards, why is it so unlucky to live in the world?

Is it just providential but not satisfactory?

Nandao raised his hand to wipe his tears and looked up at the snowstorm.

He lowered his head again and continued to wrap his calves.

Then he stood up with his sword, clenched the umbrella in his hand, and continued to walk in the direction of Nanyi City.

"Fuck!"

Nandao scolded with tears in her eyes.

Fuck fuck fuck.

It wasn't until I felt a lot happier that Nandao stopped, stepping on the squeaky snow and walking a little sadly.