The jubilant atmosphere in Cloud City continued.

The phoenix lantern flew in the night sky, and there was a rain tonight, which was also dispersed by the monks of Lingxiao Pavilion.

Jiang Anan grabbed Ye Qingyu's hand and jumped around the market.

She played with the phoenix lantern tonight, floating over the entire Cloud City, eating a lot of delicious food, and she was very happy.

"Sister Qingyu, look at this, this!"

Xiao An'an pointed to a jade jue on the roadside stall, which was oval-shaped, pure white in color, and engraved with auspicious cloud-like patterns, which was really exquisite.

"Isn't it good?"

Ye Qingyu nodded seriously: "An An's vision is very good!"

Jiang Anan grinned, turned his head, and said to the stall owner obediently: "Can I take a look at your piece of jade?"

The stall owner was a white-haired old woman, and when she heard this, she handed Yu Jue with a smile: "Of course you can, little beauty." ”

Jiang Anan turned his head a little embarrassed, held this piece of white jade, and whispered to Ye Qingyu: "Sister, do you think my brother looks good when he wears jade?"

Her voice was very quiet, as if she was afraid that someone would listen and rob her.

Ye Qingyu thought about it, when he first saw Jiang Wang in Yuheng Peak, he seemed to be wearing jade around his waist. Later, I didn't see it.

"Beautiful. She said.

"Then I'll buy this!" Jiang An'an became happy.

Watching her touch the silver taels in the squirrel box, Ye Qingyu also smiled: "This is the New Year's gift you bought for your brother?"

Jiang Anan nodded vigorously while counting the silver taels, with words in his mouth.

"Then where did you get the money to buy your brother's New Year's gift?" Ye Qingyu deliberately teased her.

"My brother gave it to me!" Jiang Anan replied crisply, not thinking that there was anything wrong with using his brother's money to buy gifts for his brother, and turned his head to bargain with the stall owner: "Mother-in-law, I buy this, can you give me a cheaper?"

Ye Qingyu couldn't help but cover his face. This stupid girl, people haven't started to quote yet.

The old woman smiled wrinkled and piled up: "Give you the cheapest!"

When the bill was paid and Yu Jue was taken into his hand, Xiao An'an's eyes were bent into crescents. Extremely preciously, he put this piece of jade into the squirrel box, and then obediently took Ye Qingyu's hand, and said, "Sister Qingyu, let's go find my brother!"

Those soft little hands bring a kind of warmth in the cold night.

In the crowded market, as soon as Ye Qingyu lowered his head, he saw the stars. Glittering, all in her eyes.

At this moment, Ye Qingyu can understand Jiang Wang's love for Jiang An'an.

Who can not love Jiang An'an?

Her heart is as pure as glass, and there are stars in her eyes.

......

......

The bright moon shining on Cloud City did not visit Xin'an City tonight.

The dark clouds made Mingyue ashamed, and the fighting beasts under the clouds were still fighting.

Life and death are inherently eternal.

Dong Ah never gave up any chance to resist.

Even if there is only one hand and one leg left, he is fighting.

Even if it's with a headbutt, with a bite of teeth, he's fighting.

I did my best.

He thought to himself that he should have done his best. Worthy of his official position, worthy of the burden on his shoulders, worthy of all the choices he has made along the way.

After all six killing nails were nailed down and all four limbs were severed, he was finally unable to move.

He was crucified to the ground, knowing that he no longer had a chance.

His reaction was flat.

There is no fear, and there is no despair.

It was as if it was just the middle of the night, as if he was just about to fall asleep...... And he accepted the fact that he fell asleep.

In this battle that took place on the streets of Xin'ancheng, Dong A and Jiang Wang deliberately controlled the scope of the battle, and it did not even affect the people on both sides of the long street.

They were also silent throughout the battle. Only at the very beginning, they said hello to each other.

"Teacher, long time no see. ”

"yes. It's been a long time. ”

There's only one line of dialogue.

Probably no one but themselves knows how they feel.

In this battle that took place in Xin'ancheng, no matter how tragic the battle situation was, no matter how serious the injuries were, the two people who were fighting did not even snort in pain.

Silence is relatively ...... Fight in silence.

Silence pain, silence endure.

This pair of former masters and apprentices seem to have the same tenacity and stubbornness.

Even at this moment, Dong A's limbs were cut off, and his endless supernatural powers were nailed to death by the killing nail, and he didn't say a word.

He just felt the cold aura coming from these six spikes, felt the powerless attempts of the supernatural power seeds in his body again and again, and felt the blood draining unfettered.

For the first time, the feeling of life passing slowly was so clear and concrete.

He looked at Jiang Wang quietly, guessing what kind of effort this student made and what kind of story he went through in order to get this set of nails.

"Looks like I'm missing a lot......" he thought to himself.

Jiang Wang knelt on Dong A's body, imprisoning his movements, and at the same time watching him silently.

In Dong Ana's Shen Yi's eyes, Jiang Wang couldn't see any emotion.

In addition to his involuntary throbbing eyelids, it may also be able to show that he is not completely unaware of the pain in his body.

That's fine.

He could feel the pain, even if it was just physically...... That's fine.

Jiang Wang silently turned back his long sword and slowly moved towards Dong A's neck.

The process is slow, but there are no pauses.

Dong A's gaze moved with the sword, and he clearly knew that death was approaching.

Firmly approaching.

"What's the name of this sword?" he asked, opening his mouth.

Jiang Wang crossed the long sword, allowing him to see the three-character inscription on the sword's body, "Yan Returns to the Nest".

"It's called Sauvignon Blanc. ”

Looking at the eaves of the house, there is no one, and the spring swallow flies back to the nest.

Wandering in the old city is empty, and the cold and heat are over at four o'clock!

The name of the sword is Sauvignon Blanc, and the sword Mingyan returns to the nest.

This sword, this love, this heart!

Dong Ah withdrew his gaze.

"I see. He said.

At that moment, there was a very complicated look in his eyes, but it was only fleeting.

The sky was dark and gloomy. The rain will not fall.

Sauvignon Blanc slowly approached, and finally crossed Dong A's neck.

Jiang Wang looked into his Shen Yi eyes and asked, "Don't you have anything to explain?"

Dong Ah laughed.

His unsmiling face was unexpectedly presumptuous when he laughed.

He laughed arrogantly: "Boy, keep trying." You're not qualified yet, come to me for an explanation. ”

This was the first time Jiang Wang had seen this person smile.

And for the last time.

As soon as the sword was drawn, a human head was cut off.

In Dong A's body, the Tongtian Palace collapsed, and the three inner mansions collapsed one after another...... The muffled sound of that sound, like the sound of firecrackers, welcomes the New Year.

Even the emerald supernatural power seed in the second inner mansion dissipated.

Dead in life.

On the Chinese New Year's Eve of the 3918 Dao calendar, he beheaded Dong A in Xin'an City, the capital of Zhuangguo.

Thundered!

Lightning swept through the sky and thunder exploded.

The dark and dreary sky, the long-brewing shower finally fell.

Jiang Wang still maintained the posture of kneeling and pressing Dong A, one by one, pulled out the killing nails and put them away.

He moves slowly and seriously.

Dong Ah is dead, Dong Ah is really dead.

Jiang Wang looked up at the sky, and the raindrops in the sky were falling towards him.

It was Chinese New Year's Eve in 3918.

Because it was raining, because the rain was too heavy, Jiang Wang couldn't tell if he was crying!

......

......

......

[I wanted to end here, because this is the picture I really want to freeze.]

At the beginning of the good night volume, Jiang Wang left Cloud City and walked down the steps to climb the clouds, leaving only a back for the world. And An An was in Ye Qingyu's arms, stepping on the cloud ladder and walking to the sky.

At that time, I thought of today's scene, one in Yuncheng, one in Xin'an, one in laughter, and one in sadness. This is Jiang Wang's choice and Jiang Wang's responsibility.

I've revised this chapter many times, and every time it's good, but I want the best.

Finally, it is presented to everyone to see.

This is the importance of saving manuscripts, without saving manuscripts, you can only make adjustments.

The ending is here, and it is also very good, the mood is very full, and it is also in line with my personal aesthetics.

But considering the layout of the whole plot, I sat all day and had a better choice.

So come, the story continues. 】