[Chapter 5: Farewell]
Lu Buqi was moved in his heart, and didn't think about anything else, and hugged Long Buli into his arms: "Silly woman, how can you let me repay your affection like this?"
"Thinking about paying it back so soon, don't you plan to hold it well?" Long Buli had more reproach in his eyes.
Lu Buqi hurriedly shook his head and said: "You know that I don't mean that, I will only cherish your feelings for me, put them in my heart, and never give up." ”
"That's pretty much it. Long Buli smiled, naturally got out of Lu Buyi's embrace, stood up straight, and looked to the side at the same time: "I think they are probably going to thank you again." ”
Yes, except for Dajin and Xiaozi who were flying curiously in the blue sky, as well as Xie Qianchou and Blade Heart, everyone else had endless words of gratitude for Lu Buqi at the moment.
During the exchange between Lu Buqi and Long Buli, everyone had already determined from the mouth of the sword slave that this was the Xiliang Shiyuan of the Great Liang Kingdom under the command of the Overlord Sect. In other words, the promise of the burning was fulfilled in full without the slightest discount, helping to find the only exit from the Purple Light Demon Realm.
The village of despair carried thousands of years of despair, and today, it has finally been ended by Lu Bu abandonment.
It was Lu Buqi who brought the true light to these eleven people and gave them real hope. This touch, people who have not experienced it firsthand, will never be able to experience it.
For their verbal thanks, Lu Buqi naturally accepted them one by one. Then when it came to the question of everyone's whereabouts, Lu Buqi did not invite everyone to Longmen for a moment.
The reason for this is that Lu Buqi doesn't know what the situation of Longmen is now, and more importantly, because among the people in Despair Village, several people have some backgrounds, and these origins are not a safety factor for Longmen.
In addition to the sword maniac from the Nebula Sword Sect, the sword slave is a disciple of the Overlord Sect, and the qin idiot Luo Guanmiao is a disciple of the Lingxiao Palace, and then counting Yun Wei and Su Shimo from the Hehuan Love Pavilion, and even Yun Gexiao is also counted, all the people in this desperate village, there are only Shili, the three members of the Mu family and the five people who lack the land without Shili.
No matter how much Lu Buqi hoped that Longmen's strength would increase rapidly, he would not be so reckless.
"Two Venerables, I plan to return to the sect!" Sword Maniac's gaze slipped away from Yun Wei and Su Shimo, and fell on Lu Buqi, and after a pause, he swept towards everyone: "All along, because of my arrogance, everyone calls me Sword Maniac, I'm afraid no one remembers my original name is Chen Xuan, right?"
The sword maniac smiled heartily beside him: "It's better to call you a sword maniac, anyway, your current strength, even if you return to the Nebula Sword Sect, no one will compete with you for the title of sword maniac." ”
Sword maniac Chen Xuan snorted: "That's ...... However, everyone has been dependent on life and death for so many years, and it is better to leave a name. Say goodbye today, I don't know when we will meet again, if you can use my Chen Xuan's place in the future, you can go to the Nebula Sword Sect to inform you. ”
Leaving a goodbye, the sword madness walked very freely, and left without even asking where the others went, this attitude is undoubtedly saying that everyone can go to him, but he will not come to others. And in Lu Buqi's view, there is a feeling that he is walking in a hurry.
"This guy ......" Shi's gaze followed the back of the sword maniac: "The heart is like an arrow, and it doesn't have such a feeling of not looking back, right?"
"I said that this guy doesn't understand people, and he's been like this for so many years, so I'm too lazy to pay attention to him. Luo Guanmiao, a piano idiot, sat down cross-legged and stroked the strings: "Give the big guy another time to play the zither, and I'll go first!"
Everyone chuckled, but there was some parting sorrow in the smile.
Listening to the beautiful sound of the zither played by Luo Guanmiao, his eyes were retracted from the back of the sword maniac that gradually disappeared into the vast sky, but Lu Bu could also feel the faint but inseparable emotional bonds of the people in this desperate village.
At the end of the song, this Luo Guan Miao's skills are indeed very good, at least Lu Bu gave up his past life and this life, and he has never heard such a pure and beautiful Zheng song.
"Today's farewell, I, Luo Guanmiao, will no longer play the zither, only play the piano!" Luo Guanmiao got up, but handed the zither in his hand to Lu Buqi: "Lu Zhangmen, although you and I met very late, but you are the first person who understands that I Luo Guanmiao plays the zither and pleases others, and gives up pleasing yourself, I think I will take you as a confidant." This zither has been with me for decades, it is a broken body, but it also represents a valuable experience of my Luo Guan Miao life, I will send it to you, one is to hope that you will be a witness to my demon realm life, and the other is to hope that he will meet one day and can hear the Zheng you play. ”
With a slight sigh in his heart, Lu Buqi took the guzheng: "I don't know how to play the zither, but if he meets again in the future, I will definitely play a tune for you with an instrument you have never seen before." ”
"Really?" Luo Guanmiao was a person who was crazy about fun, and was immediately aroused by Lu Buqi's curiosity.
Lu Buqi nodded heavily: "Of course, what I said seems to have been fulfilled!"
Luo Guan Miao replied: "Then why don't you give me a song now and see me off?"
Lu Buqi shook his head lightly: "Leave some thoughts, and save you from being like the sword madman Chen Xuan, once you go, you won't look back, then there is no friendship, and it is in vain!"
Luo Guan Miao was stunned, but then he smiled, and flicked his sleeves: "It's good, it's good, it's okay, it's been in a hurry, I'm afraid it's a thing, if Lingxiao Pavilion has no place for me Luo Guanmiao to stand on, I'll come to you again, listen to a song of friendship that I've never heard before." ”
Maybe in a thought, he can really get a helping arm, and Lu Buqi's heart moved slightly: "Brother Luo, if you want to find my younger brother, you can go to Wanbao Tianzhou in Yunyin City, the Song Kingdom, to find Boss He Jingzhou." ”
Luo Guan Miao shook his head when he heard this: "Haode, I don't know if the two Venerables and you have anything else to say to Guan Miao?"
"I don't think there's any need, since you've left the Demon Realm, everyone has their own things that they want to do urgently, don't worry too much!" Yun Wei said casually: "What's more, although the world is big, if you really want to find each other, it will naturally not be fruitless!"
"Your Holiness is right, then everyone, say goodbye to Guan Miao!" After finishing speaking, Luo Guan Miao bowed slightly, then turned around with his shirt raised and flew away.
"Sword maniacs and qin idiots have returned to their own sects without hesitation, and it seems that I am going back to my sect as well. The sword slave stood with his hands in his hand, and his eyes looked in the direction of the Overlord Sect: "I just don't know them, do you want to see me!"
Lu Buqi's sword eyebrows jumped: "Sword slave, the return of a disciple like you should be a blessing for the sect, and the people in your sect will definitely be happy to see you." ”
"This is not necessarily ......" the knife slave grinned, and the smile was a little ugly: "Okay, I'm not like the mother-in-law and mother-in-law of the piano idiot, who has to play the song and give the zither before leaving...... I went first. ”
Lu Buqi chuckled: "Let's go! By the way, don't you think you should tell us your real name?"
"Isn't it good to call it a sword slave? I'm also a slave anyway!" A person who has reached the level of the Condensing God Realm, no matter how inferior his background is, he will not be made fun of.
Lu Buqi smiled slightly: "I am also a slave, so naturally I don't think the name of the sword slave is bad, but I think Chen Xuan has a point, I know your name, and if I need help when I go back, I can always go to the Overlord Sect to find you, right?"
"Of course!" the knife slave nodded heavily: "You not only have the grace of saving my life, but also the grace of giving roast chicken, which I will never forget." When you can use me, let me know, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, don't say a word, my name is Qi Le, but I still hope that you will call me a sword slave, because hearing this name will remind me of the master who was killed. ”
Lu Buqi was slightly stunned: "I'm sorry for making you think of something wrong." ”
"It's okay, there are some things that you don't want to and just don't exist if you don't want to!"
Just as the knife slave turned around, Su Shimo opened her mouth and stopped her: "The knife slave." ”
"Venerable!" the sword slave turned, still respectful.
"Remember, don't force anything. Su Shimo said: "If it doesn't work out, take a step back and slow down, maybe there will be a new way out, don't forget, we used to be a family." ”
Venerable Xie reminded. The knife slave nodded heavily: "The knife slave remember, farewell, cherish!"
Cherish each other, watching the sword slave Qi Le step on the knife and go away, the sigh in everyone's hearts couldn't help but be heavier.