Old Jian Xiu had already left.

In the high mountain snow valley, Chen Huaifeng sat in the snow, with several white plum marks in front of him, calmly wiping the blood on his lips, and the sword was inserted in front of him.

Mei Xiyu stood not far away, quietly looking at the strand of hair that fell on her palm.

There were many sword marks behind him, like the wind blowing away red plums, deeply embedded in the walls of those snow-white valleys.

Flying over the swing in chaos This style comes from the sword style of the seventh senior brother of the Sword Grinding Cliff back then, and naturally there is more than one sword.

The sword of ten thousand swords flying red can be called chaotic red.

Although Chen Huaifeng put away his sword at the last moment, those flying reds still flew over grazing Mei Xiyu's sideburns.

The brook is full of plums, and the flying red stops.

Then it will only be Chen Huaifeng who will be injured.

Mei Xiyu lowered her hand and let the strand of hair fall into the snow.

"Actually, none of us want to talk about it." Mei Xiyu looked at Chen Huaifeng, who was coughing up blood after suffering from the rain falling from his own stream, and said softly, "Although Senior Brother March has been away from Guan for many years, before I was twenty-five years old, he had already gone to Huaidu, but he is still a junior disciple of Qingtian Dao. The junior brother died in the territory of Nanyi City, and we naturally had ideas. But those thoughts were finally suppressed, just like just now, when you put away your sword, senior brother, in fact, I also thought about killing you here. But this will only complicate things further, so that two places, facing each other in the north and south, do not interact with each other, is naturally the best. ”

There really is nothing to fight about in the world.

Chen Huaifeng sat there and looked down at the blood stains he had just coughed up, and then said softly, "Naturally. ”

Qingtian Dao didn't want to mention it, and the Sword Sect of the other world naturally didn't want to mention it.

Mei Xiyu walked towards Chen Huaifeng, and then stretched out a hand.

Chen Huaifeng looked at the outstretched hand of the Taoist in front of him, but sighed softly, and said: "Actually, I still have something, if you pull me up now, it is estimated that you will want to push me down the valley and fall to my death." ”

The phrase "pushing you into the river and drowning" was first said by Zhang Xiaoyu, and later after being picked up by the little boy Hulu, he also learned it.

Chen Huaifeng thought about the decision he had made before, sighed for a while, but also said such a sentence.

Mei Xiyu looked at Chen Huaifeng quietly and said, "I'll talk about it later, it's just a matter of the future." ”

Chen Huaifeng was silent for a while, but still didn't stand up with his sword, but let Mei Xiyu pull him up.

Mei Xiyu looked at Chen Huaifeng, who still had blood on his lips, and also looked down at the sword that Chen Huaifeng abandoned between the two, and said slowly: "This matter can end in this valley that is 1,900 zhang away from the world, it is naturally the best. ”

When Chen Huaifeng put away his sword, he was probably ready to be killed by Mei Xiyu.

It's just that Meixiyu doesn't, this place is just far away from the world, and it is not far away from those sword cultivators.

Under the watchful eye of everyone, if Mei Xiyu really did such a thing, it would naturally represent the end of all immortals.

So even the person who died in Chen Huaifeng's hands was called Liu Yueyue, who was a disciple of Qingtian Dao and his junior disciple.

Meixi rain did not.

The cultivation world has always been courteous to the world.

Once things do get to that point, a lot of things will naturally be forgotten in anger and hatred.

Chen Huaifeng pulled out his sword from the ground, walked towards the scabbard not far away, sent the sword into most of it, stopped there and looked at the last three inches of the sword body, and then said slowly: "I don't justify the decision under the general trend, a mistake is a mistake." I'm sorry. ”

Things have come to this point, Chen Huaifeng can only say sorry, but he can't fight with his life.

With the sound of the last three inches of the sword blade entering the sheath, it sounded.

That's probably where this ends.

Chen Huaifeng held his sword and walked towards the outside of this vast snow valley, and then stopped at the mouth of the valley, where the old sword cultivator had once sit, looking at the west side of the mountain snow, coughing softly, and also silent for a long time.

Mei Xiyu also walked out.

There was silence in the snow.

The sword cultivators in Lingnan may still be watching. But it doesn't matter anymore.

The two watched for a long time, and Mei Xiyu said slowly: "Senior brother just said that there is one more thing? ”

Chen Huaifeng said softly: "This matter should have nothing to do with Qingtian Dao, but since you are here, we have to borrow the momentum of Qingtian Dao." ”

Mei Xiyu listened to Chen Huaifeng's words, frowned, and followed Chen Huaifeng's gaze to the west of Lingnan.

The mountains are full of snow, and they go all the way in cascading away, and nothing is seen.

It's just that in the nearby mountains and forests, there is about a young man with a black umbrella and a woman in red who are leaving quietly.

"What's the matter?"

Mei Xiyu looked back at the sword sect disciple holding the sword beside him, Chen Goji Chen Goji Berry, if there was a cup of wolfberry tea in his hand at this time, it would probably be more harmonious.

It's a pity that it didn't, so Chen Huaifeng just held the sword and said calmly: "You should know about the closure of the mountain in Lingnan." ”

"Yes."

Those sword intent sword lights from the Little Nine Peaks Sword Sect spread across the entire Lingnan sky. Entering the mountain is naturally not forbidden, but if you want to go out of the mountain, you can only be free with people like Mei Xiyu and them.

"On November 23rd, which was also yesterday, the Lingnan Lame Deer Sword Sect was destroyed." Chen Huaifeng said calmly.

Mei Xiyu frowned and looked at Chen Huaifeng, and then said slowly: "That demon cultivation place, the sword sect established in the place where the demon lord died?" ”

"Yes, just yesterday, after you came."

The matter of the Lame Deer Sword Sect is naturally not the twenty-third day, but the twenty-second day.

But if you want to deceive others, you must naturally deceive yourself first.

So Chen Huaifeng just calmly said those things that should be known to the world.

Mei Xiyu looked at Chen Huaifeng quietly and said, "What do you mean, senior brother?" ”

Chen Huaifeng looked at Mei Xiyu and said slowly: "Because of some trivial matters between Qingtian Dao and the Human Sword Sect, you Mei Xiyu came to Lingnan and killed a lot of people from the Lame Deer Sword Sect by mistake. ”

Mei Xiyu stood silently on the edge of the valley, but suddenly understood why Chen Huaifeng said the meaning of that sentence - probably you would want to push me down the valley and fall to my death.

When Chen Huaifeng said those words seriously, Mei Xiyu realized it.

Chen Huaifeng: This is planning to use Qingtian Dao to cover up the incident in Lingnan.

Lame Deer Sword Sect.

Mei Xiyu thought about this place of demon cultivation, and then looked at Chen Huaifeng on the side, a disciple from the Human Sword Sect.

But he also understood why Chen Huaifeng wanted to push this matter out, instead of being handled by the Human Sword Sect.

"It seems that you don't know who the person who destroyed the sword cultivation land."

Mei Xiyu said softly.

"Yes."

Mei Xiyu looked at Chen Huaifeng on the side, and then said calmly: "I won't admit it, and neither will Qingtian Dao." ”

Chen Huaifeng said softly: "I know that this is something that has nothing to do with Qingtian Dao, and Qingtian Dao is naturally not willing to bear such a charge for some reason. ”

Mei Xiyu looked at Chen Huaifeng quietly, and the latter just said calmly.

"I have asked Lingnan to spread the news to the world."

Beyond the high mountain snow valley, the wind was once again covered in an instant.

Chen Huaifeng didn't draw his sword, just stood in the Dao Feng and looked at Mei Xiyu calmly.

"I can only do this before the undercurrent behind this matter spreads the wind and rain into the world."

The wind blew for a long time, and then slowly subsided.

Mei Xiyu stood there for a long time, flicked her sleeves, and walked down the mountain.

"I'll fuck you, you people from the Sword Sect in the world are indeed bastards." Mei Xiyu was probably also angry, and scolded words that did not match her demeanor.

"Yes." Chen Huaifeng said softly.

"But I won't admit it, and Qingtian Dao won't admit it." The sound of Meixi rain came from the mountain road.

"I'll go to Qingtian Dao."

"Whatever you want."

Mei Xiyu probably really wanted to push Chen Huaifeng down from there and fall to his death.

......

When Qingtian Dao met the Human Sword Sect, he might indeed be like an old unlucky bastard.

The white storm of many years ago yes.

Yoo March: Yes.

When it came to his Meixi rain, it was even more of his mother's wrongdoing.

If she knew who wrote the letter, Mei Xiyu probably wanted to tear him alive.

......

Nandao walked silently along the mountain trail with an umbrella for a short time before stopping.

In the mountain snow in front of him, a sword light fell.

The tall Sword Sect Senior Brother appeared there with the sword on his back and the blood wiping the corners of his lips.

Qingjiao, a woman in red from the East China Sea, did not draw her sword, but just held her sword and stood quietly on the side.

The appearance of a person like Chen Huaifeng here is naturally beyond her ability.

"Looks like your sword wound should have healed." Chen Huaifeng looked at Nandao and said softly.

Nandao looked down at his heart and said slowly, "Maybe yes." ”

"Zhang Xiaoyu should have come to you, when he met him before, he came from Lingnan."

"Yes."

Nandao said calmly.

Chen Huaifeng was silent for a while, looked at Nandao and said, "What did you say?" ”

Nandao stood under the umbrella, looked at the mountain snow, and then said slowly: "We chatted a little and ate a hot pot." ”

Chen Huaifeng laughed softly, but he probably involved the injuries left by Mei Xiyu, clenched his fists and covered his lips and coughed for a while.

"Hot pot is good." Chen Huaifeng said softly, "He didn't go to Nanyi City to find us for a hot pot." ”

Nandao was silent.

Chen Huaifeng continued to say with some sighs: "We are serious brothers, Nandao. ”

Nan Dao looked at Chen Huaifeng and said, "What does Senior Brother want to say?" ”

"Senior Brother Xiaoyu really regards you as his junior brother." Chen Huaifeng said softly, coughed softly, and walked towards Nandao. "I admit that our Human Sword Sect sometimes does some things, and it takes too much care of the human world, so it seems very unreasonable. But sometimes the truth is impossible to satisfy everyone, and there are always some people who will become sacrificed and indebted. ”

Chen Huaifeng stopped in front of Nan Dao, looked at the two swords behind him, and then drew one out.

It's the Peach Blossom Sword.

A blue-black, glowing peach blossom sword.

"If you have any grievances, you can end them here, instead of saying something that shouldn't be heard of by the world."

Nandao looked at the peach blossom sword in front of him and took it, but it was only inserted back into the sheath behind him.

"I didn't think there would be so many things involved in some stories."

Nandao said softly.

"The Human Sword Sect is naturally a place of cultivation that is addicted to playing cards in Nanyi City." Chen Huaifeng calmly looked at the young man under the umbrella. "But that's precisely because we are involved too much, so we will be so calm and flowing, if the human sword sect is chaotic, the human world will also be chaotic."

"When you first entered the human world, you were in a place like Nanyi City, so naturally there are many things, you can't understand, the cultivation world is different from the human world. If there is a grudge in the world, it is nothing more than to pick up a knife and go a few streets, and if it is too far, it will calm down and give up halfway. But the cultivation world is different, we are going too fast, from Nanyi City to Guanwai, if people like us are really in a hurry and ignite the Divine Sea, it may not take a day. Suddenly, many feuds did not have time to calm down, and they became the source of human turmoil. ”

Nandao listened in silence.

"Master told me that the higher a practitioner goes, the less free he will become. Trembling, like facing the abyss, like walking on thin ice. Chen Huaifeng coughed softly, patted Nandao's shoulder, and said softly, "You will go far in the future, I hope you can understand this truth." ”

Nan Dao raised his head, looked at Chen Huaifeng for a long time, and then said softly: "Hmm." ”

Chen Huaifeng raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and then looked up at the mountains and snow in the world.

Some of the stories go on.

"I'm going to the north, and if you have a chance in the future, you can also invite me to a hot pot."

"Okay."

Chen Huaifeng walked slowly away in the mountain snow.

Qing Jiao watched the Sword Sect disciple go away, then turned around and looked at the young man standing quietly in front of him.

The boy didn't look back for a long time.

But Green Pepper heard some sobs.

Yes.

Even if it's a senior brother, it's an uncle.

After all, he's just a teenager.

......

After those sobs.

The boy continued to walk along the mountain path with an umbrella.

Qingjiao didn't say anything, just followed quietly with his sword.

Until you pass by a fork in the road.

Qingjiao saw the figure of another teenager walking quietly with a sword on his back on another mountain road.

Minamijima probably didn't notice anything, just walked quietly past.

Qingjiao paused for a moment before remembering who the boy in the orange dress was.

At the mountain gate of the Lame Deer Sword Sect, the little demon boy on the tree.

So did he wait for that person?

Qing Jiao thought so, but he didn't care, and followed Nandao along the mountain road towards the Tianya Sword Sect.

......

In a hurry, there is no story even a glimpse, so naturally no one will care.

Although perhaps behind that is a more complex and painful story.

......

Lu Xiaoxiao shoveled snow in the Sword Sect for a long time, but he finally cleaned up the entire Sword Sect.

Just like before, the only pity is that her favorite white flowers and red grasses are gone.

All that remained were withered branches and withered grass. The stone paths in the Sword Sect are staggered.

Lu Xiaoyi was taking Lu Xiaosi and Lu Xiaowu to practice swords there.

It was the sword of the Little White Sword Sect, probably like the sentence that the former patriarch of the Kai Sect said to the Little White Waterfall when he passed by here.

The sword of the Little White Sword Sect is quite free and easy.

Although the three little ones are dressed more bloatedly, they don't look clumsy.

Lu Xiaoxiao held the shovel, watched from the side, smiled slightly, probably remembered many years ago, the same small sword training self - looking back in a similar scenery, naturally full of eyes, all of them were young.

After watching for a long time, Lu Xiaoxiao put the shovel in the courtyard of the Sword Sect, and then walked towards the Tianya Sword Sect.

When he passed by, Lu Xiaoyi asked curiously, "Where is Master going?" ”

"I'll go see what your junior brother is up to."

Lu Xiaoxiao said as he walked through the pebble path of the Sword Sect and walked towards the red leaf forest in the snow.

When passing by the Little White Waterfall, Lu Xiaoxiao was a little surprised that Lu Xiaoer was not here today.

In the past, at this time, Lu Xiaoer was diligent under the waterfall, either holding a sword or looking up at the flowing water, containing sword intent.

This made Lu Xiaoxiao feel very strange.

Thinking of it again, Le Chaotian took the small hot pot from himself and said that he wanted to try a new tune.

Lu Xiaoxiao clenched his fists.

Hurriedly passed through the Little White Waterfall, and went to the Tianya Sword Sect to see it again, Lu Xiaoer and the others were not there, only Wu Dalong was knocking and beating on the sword casting platform.

When Lu Xiaoxiao saw this, he turned around and headed towards Luofeng Canyon.

When I walked to the top, I happened to bump into the three people who were full of food and drink, and soaked comfortably, carrying the small hot pot at the other end of the canyon, swaying towards this side.

Lu Xiaoxiao sneered and stopped in the middle of the canyon.

The three of them were stunned, then threw the small hot pot aside in the snow, and walked over as if nothing had happened.

"Master, why are you here?"

Lu Xiaosan ran over, but before he got close to Lu Xiaoxiao, he was picked up, and then Lu Xiaoxiao sniffed the smell of Lu Xiaosan's body carefully.

Then he frowned and said, "Why doesn't it smell like hot pot?" ”

Lu Xiaosan grinned and said, "We're going to soak in hot pot, there must be no hot spring smell!" ”

“......”

Le Chaotian and Lu Xiaoer sighed behind them.

Lu Xiaoxiao sneered.

"Hot pot?"

Lu Xiaosan also realized that he accidentally said something and kept struggling, but Lu Xiaoxiao held his collar and struggled for a long time, but he only struggled into a fat sweet potato for himself.

"Senior brother, save me!"

Lu Xiaosan screamed miserably in the direction of Lu Xiaosan and the others.

Lu Xiaoer and Le Chaotian glanced at each other, pulled out their legs and ran outside the canyon.

Only the miserable screams of the unlucky Lu Xiaosan and Lu Xiaoxiao's sneers were left in the canyon.

"Soak in the hot pot and eat the hot spring, right, and secretly hide from me, the hot pot doesn't call me, are you worthy of Master's cultivation for so many years?"

Lu Xiaosan struggled to himself.

"There are many years, but it is clear that it has only been more than a year."

So he was beaten even worse.

Lu Xiaoer and Le Chaotian hadn't run far yet, they were hiding outside the canyon and watching secretly, and when they heard this, they knew that they were helpless, wait for death, and say goodbye.

......

Nature has its own story.

There is also bad luck in its own way.