Looking down from the deserted cliff, the entire Qinglong Valley was mixed with green and gold, and the color was lighter than the ink two months ago. But Xia Yan knew that this was the trace of late autumn - the reincarnation of every year, the trace of the season from life to death.

This was the second time he had stood on the Storm Cliff. At this time, the closest trace of late autumn to him was the thick vine that migrated down the wind cliff under his feet. The vines withered, withered and scarce, but when the wind rose, they dried up and fell into broken leaves. It is the vine itself, which is very tough, and it also faintly reveals a hint of black and yellow from the deep, businessy green.

But if you want to say that it migrated down, in fact, it is better to say that it migrated up - the vine grew up from the bottom of the cliff, it grew for an unknown number of years to climb the distance of more than 100 zhang, and now it is spreading a path with its body on the top of the cliff mixed with earth and rocks, as if the ghosts of the underworld are constantly stretching out their hands, always going up and forward, and climbing to live. But there are only two seasons a year that can survive wantonly, but the autumn wind rises, its growth will stop, as if its soul will be taught to die in these two frozen seasons, and it will wait until the next year, withered and green, and the spirit can return to the earth, and live again.

If you climb this thick vine at this time, you can sneak into the Qinglong Valley unknowingly—but that is not Xia Yan's original intention of coming here.

It's just that she is reluctant to leave, and wants to find the closest place to her to linger more.

——Yesterday, when he pierced into the Qinglong Valley, he suddenly lost his heart, and he didn't know what to do. Fortunately, on the way back, I happened to meet Su Fufeng. He had an epiphany that Su Fufeng and Gu Xiaomeng were very good friends in the past, and now that the Shan family encountered this incident, she wanted to come to mourn.

Su Fufeng was surprised when he saw him, but he didn't have too many greetings at this time, but just talked about unintentional death, and he sighed. Xia Yan learned from her that the unintentional funeral was scheduled today, so she only nodded, and after she entered the valley, she comforted and accompanied Gu Xiaomeng. Because he didn't want to attract the attention of the Qinglong Sect, the two said goodbye with only a few words, and he didn't even have time to explain to her more about the reason why he was here—he didn't have time to tell her in detail, his marriage to the Thorn was no longer possible.

It was these words that reminded him that he should stay one more day, and send off this last journey with the thorns, even if he could not stand by her side. The Wind Cliff was the best he could think of. The dark path that led to it was not easy to find, and it was full of weeds and thorns after a long time of no one, but fortunately he remembered the location of the hidden cave very clearly, and now he searched in the mountains in that direction for most of the day before finding traces.

He had gone up to the Storm Cliff early this morning. Since then, looking down, there are indeed white banners and scarves everywhere in the valley, which shows that the funeral is by no means sloppy. It's a pity that the cliff is in the north of Qinglong Valley, but the spirit is from the southeast of the valley to the southwest, he can only listen to the drum music in the distance and cry, but he can't see the trace of the Mafu filial piety team.

The sound was weak and flourished for a long time, thinking that the team was going back and forth, and finally it was getting farther and farther away. There is a lively place, or even occasional firelight, and I want to come to the Qinglong Sect to have its own rituals to worship. It was tossed until noon, when the sound stopped completely.

The noon day was bright, and it was almost dazzling. He stood alone, thinking to himself, probably, it was—such a good day, worthy of that young man's heart?

How can my heart not hurt when I think that young man is lying alone on the ground forever - and how can I not feel pain when I think of the girl who was born to his fellow human beings?

But no matter how you look at it from afar, there are only lush trees and undulating slopes. After hesitating for a while, he knew that it would never be possible to see the thorn again, and he turned away from the top of the cliff in a ruthless and stunned manner.

Look around the cave below, thick moss has grown in the rocky flowing water, and all the household items in the stone room have been cleared, leaving a mirror, which is also dim. The entrance to the tunnel on the opposite side to the town of Remnant has also been blocked, and it is expected that after Tuoba Yu was brought back two months ago, her mother, Mrs. Tuoba, secretly blocked the tunnel, and no one has been here since.

He didn't want to look too much, and the way down the mountain was only distracted, and he was still in a state of confusion even after pulling several cracks in his shirt with thorns. I don't know how long I walked, the sun was shining, and when I returned to the inn, I saw that two pieces of my clothes were torn off. So he borrowed a needle and thread from the shop and went to the house to find a cloth head to mend it. Sitting down, I suddenly remembered that I had come out of Qinglong Valley in a moment of confusion, and I also ran to Huizhou City like this, and at that time there were thorns and thorns and washed my clothes with me, and she said that she was the heir of the "golden needle", and this bit of needle and thread was just a trivial matter, and from today onwards, I don't know when I will be able to get her by my side again.

He put down the needle and thread, only to feel that he had come from Lin'an all the way, but it was even more confusing than not following him, as if he had lost more than half of his soul, and he couldn't fill it with anything. He couldn't help but go out again, and walked around the mouth of the Qinglong Valley again, and when he walked to the door of the tavern where he had first met Thorn, he couldn't remember how he spent his days and nights when he didn't know her.

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On the return trip the next day, I became more and more depressed, dragged my feet to Lin'an, and didn't want to go back to a drunken pavilion, so I went straight to Ling Li's house.

Although Ling Li should go to Qinglong Valley with Su Fufeng, Miss Han was still hidden by him, and if she saw Tuoba Gu's face, she couldn't help but be embarrassed, thinking that she couldn't avoid it because of this. At this time, the news had already come out, and when Ling Li saw him coming, he said, "You came just in time, I was thinking that I should ask you." ”

Xia Yan's face was pale, and he only forced his face to say: "I'll come and take a look-I haven't been able to take care of it for a few days, I don't know what happened to Miss Han's health, it's not good if something goes wrong." ”

The Han girl sat aside and smiled, "I don't care." The weather is cold, it's not summer, so you don't have to do a few less exercises, and there is no hindrance. ”

Xia Yan's soul didn't belong, and he only subconsciously responded in his mouth, "Well, the weather is cold, it's not a summer ......" suddenly came back to his senses, and saw Miss Han looking at him and seemed to laugh twice, and said busily: "No, Miss Han, I'm ...... I originally said that before the winter, you should help Ling Daxia dispel the pure yin qi and restore your body to its original state, and then he can send you back to Qinglong Valley. It's not that there is no obstacle, it's not that you shouldn't have missed this plan. ”

"The plan is not planned—it's just a thought, but sometimes—" Miss Han paused and looked at him, "Prince Junli's own plan has not been successful, and he is still thinking about the plans of others?"

"Alright. Ling Li said on the side, "Look at him like this-he probably can't stand the boiling outside, and he came here to hide for a while, but you talked about it first." ”

Miss Han got up, "Didn't you say you wanted to ask him?" while smiling, she went back and said, "Childe sit down for a while, I'll go give you sencha." ”

Xia Yan wanted to be polite, but he really didn't even have the strength to be polite, so he could only sit.

"You look so dejected—" Ling Li leaned forward slightly, "It's too much of a loss of the prestige of the 'Black Bamboo Head'?"

Xia Yan smiled more and more bitterly, "I'm here with Ling Daxia, what kind of prestige are you talking about." I'm always your junior. ”

Ling Li had already sighed, "What the hell is going on? I heard about it first—something unintentional, and I was worried about stabbing the thorns, and the next day, I heard the news from Heizhu that you had postponed your wedding." Look at you like this, Thorn Thorn has already returned to Qinglong Valley?"

Xia Yan said roughly before and after, and said sharply: "I know you are sad in your heart, but there is nothing you can do about it." Fu Feng had already set off for the Green Dragon Valley, and she should stay a few more days to persuade the thorns. ”

"I saw Mrs. Ling. Xia Yan said. "I also went to Qinglong Valley two days ago, but in the end, it was inconvenient to go in, so I came back. Mrs. Ling's words, Thorn must still be willing to listen—I don't want to go on for now, as long as—she doesn't feel too sad for a while. ”

"You and Thorn have always been very good, and the marriage contract is known to the whole world, this is just a temporary separation as a last resort, and there is no discord, in my opinion, there is no need to be so depressed. Ling Li said.

"I knew I shouldn't be depressed. Xia Yan's expression was still stunned, "I knew that it might be fine after a while, but I was always depressed in my heart, as if something was missing, and I didn't want to think about anything else." ”

"Listen to me, I don't want to comfort you," Ling Li said, "Right now, I have no intention of just entering the earth, and you and Thorn have just separated—since this matter is irreversible, you might as well take advantage of this time and concentrate on doing something of your own, whether it's the matter of Heizhu, even if it's the matter of Suzaku or the Forbidden City—you still have to find something to do after all." When there is no intention of breaking the seventh, it should be in the middle of the winter month, or in the month of a hundred days, it will be in the wax moon, and there will be no such winter, and then the marriage can be brought up again. ”

Xia Yan raised his head, "So fast—I don't think it's appropriate?"

"After breaking the seventh, it has to be considered appropriate - if you want to say rudeness, they don't let you enter the valley, and it is even more rude. The loss of a loved one is not a wish, but the marriage is also preceded - even if the marriage may not be so fast, it cannot be ignored as if nothing is gone. Ling Li said, "You don't have to worry too much, don't I want to take Akan to Qinglong Valley in winter? Since you think of yourself as my junior, if I don't become this elder and take you with me, I want to Tuoba Gu and Shan Jiquan and the two of them, and I can't help but sell my face." ”

Xia Yanyuan didn't want to think so far right away, but when he heard Ling Li say it for sure, he was still happy to cheer up, and his eyes lit up a little. "Is that true?"

"What's wrong? It's okay to have these three or two months to slow down, as long as your Black Bamboo Society doesn't provoke the Qinglong Sect in these months, and don't form a new beam to come out. Ling Li smiled, "Speaking of which—earlier you took the thorns from under Tuoba Gu's nose, there was still a little gossip outside. This time, I have done enough courtesy - if Seon loses his horse, it can be regarded as a chance, you and Tuoba Gu, if you can take a step back and shake hands and make peace, you and Thorn will also have a stable and long-term good thing, killing two birds with one stone. ”

Xia Yan nodded, but he thought in his heart that he was as bad as Shan Jiquan, thinking of his inerratity, and finally a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know if the festival was really so easy to uncover - Tuoba Gu didn't care so much about it.

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