Volume 1 The Sword Chapter 111 Grandma's Days in Bed

The end of the world did not answer immediately.

There was a throbbing in his heart. It seems that a heartstring that has been sealed for many years has suddenly been plucked.

The heartstrings that are plucked make a moving sound, flowing and lingering in the hearts of the fallen people at the end of the world. I didn't want to disperse for a long time.

The reluctance to disperse for a long time means that it has dispersed after all. After all, it was back to calm.

Returning to the peaceful end of the world, he stood at the stern of the ship like a benchmark, still not speaking.

The man in blue was moved and said: "The people of Benshan still clearly remember that the sages of the rivers and lakes emerged a hundred years ago, and there were many masters. There is the martial god Li Yuzhi outside the gate of heaven to ask the battle Lingxiao, openly punish the immortals, there is the Jinling Shuangbi in the world hand in hand to travel, each negative romance, there is still a long-famous sword fairy in the depths of the sea of clouds, the scholar of ancient and modern Mr. Xiyi lying on the top of Huashan peak, as for other celebrities, talents, heroes, prodigal sons, it is like the carp crossing the river, countless; that kind of grand occasion, only in the pre-Qin period, the sons of a hundred schools of thought who are difficult to each other, but compete with each other, can be comparable. However, who would have expected that this piece of rivers and lakes, which has only passed for a few decades, would show an unprecedented trend of withering, and even the Mo family of Yunmeng Mountain was killed and destroyed? Although on the demon slaying platform of Longhu Mountain, there is still the Zhang family Heavenly Master who bears the life of a hundred generations of Jinglun is sitting, although the seventy-two peaks are facing the Wudang Mountain at the top of the big peak, and the real person surnamed Lu is as immortal as he was back then, but whether it is Jiangnan Longhu or Jiangbei Wudang, they only care about the affairs of Li Min and the common people, and have never set foot in the rivers and lakes. ”

The man in blue stretched out his right elbow and pointed his feather fan at the end of the world: "As the fallen people asked, what is left in this river and lake now? In addition to the endless killing and disgusting bloody rain, what else is there in this river and lake today? Is it the hundred-mile fanatic of the Hundred Miles Hall in one day, the Chaoyi Lord of Youzhou Zhulu City? Or the ethereal guest of Wushan who is clothed in smoke and rain, or is it the sword emperor who is disillusioned after three heavenly punishments and his arm is broken, The so-called goddess of Chunmenglou who is as good as she can do? Such a person has become famous all over the world, and Weijia has been in Kyushu, but because there is no hero at the time, he has become famous. ”

The man in blue smiled bitterly, sighed sadly, and continued: "This piece of rivers and lakes has withered into this appearance, and it is time to spread some of the romantic spirit that it should have." The people of Benshan really can't think of anything more romantic than the fallen people wearing gold clothes in today's rivers and lakes. Even in the rivers and lakes in the next few decades, it must be difficult to surpass the deeds. ”

Since stepping out of the cabin, the end of the world, which has stood motionless in the stern of the ship, has finally moved his heels.

In the voice of the man in blue, he turned away and replied briefly: "I never thought of putting on the gold cloak again." ”

The man in blue looked at the back of the fallen man from afar.

For some reason, the man in blue suddenly had the illusion of seeing an old man. This old man, walking with a long step, is skinny, showing the frustration of his life and the fact that he can't even return to his hometown.

Yes, too. In this world full of wind and rain, who can still maintain the same appearance after more than 100 years of time? Who will not age with the passage of time? What's more, this person is still a fallen person who is clothed in green veils and burdened with a century-old grudge?

The eyes of the man in blue gradually became complicated: "But those grievances that have been burdened for more than 100 years must be settled." The big husband can do something in the world, but he also has to do something. ”

The fallen people of the end of the world did not admit it, nor did they deny it.

He couldn't deny it. The grievances that have tormented him for hundreds of years must indeed be settled. Whatever the outcome, there must be an end.

Blue Yi said: "More than a hundred years is enough to change the dynasty of a world, and it can also make a person unrecognizable." Shanshui Lang understands very well that in the past hundred years, the fallen people have remembered a lot and given up a lot, and those things that have made the fallen people still insist on it must have been put down countless times, but none of them can really be put down, and those things that have been put down, no matter who can let the fallen people pick it up again. But everything in the world pays attention to a cause and effect, and those things that are bound to happen, no one can resist, even if the end of the world is degraded. ”

Facing away from the man in blue, he turned his head slightly: "Do you think that as long as I kill the emperor, whether I want to or not, it is inevitable to wear the golden coat again?"

The man in blue nodded firmly: "It's definitely an inevitability." ”

"Where do you see that this is an inevitability?"

"As long as Shanshui Lang says where a person is going, this is an inevitability. ”

The end of the world was shocked, and the pupils under the green veil suddenly shrank.

The man in blue did not specify who the person in the words was, let alone the whereabouts of the people in the words. But the end of the world has fallen and people already have an unshakable premonition.

The end of the world has fallen and people remember a man.

A person who makes him unable to distinguish between enemies and friends.

A person who makes him want to hate but can't hate, and wants to forgive but can't forgive.

That unshakable premonition told the people of the end of the world that what the man in blue was referring to was the person he remembered!

The face of the fallen man at the end of the world was as pale as iron, he turned around, pointed at the blue-clothed man in a wheelchair with his right hand, and shouted: "Don't say it!"

The man in blue, who had decided to play a big game of chess in today's rivers and lakes, pursed his lips slightly.

He can see that the current end of the world is already an old man who is in his twilight and no longer has ambitions.

He knew that telling the whereabouts of the people in the words would undoubtedly give the fallen people of the end of the world a new torture. This torture is no less than that century-old grudge.

However, he also knows that as long as the fallen people of the end of the world know the whereabouts of the person in the words, as long as they know that the people in the words have not dissipated between heaven and earth as the rumors say, the fallen people of the end of the world will return to the majestic and heroic appearance of the past, and they will never grow old again...

Instead of watching a generation of legends, grow old, and complete this down-and-out journey to the world, it is better to let the legend that will end if you untie the knot continue for a longer time.

The blue-clothed man's eyes sank, and he lightly spit out five: "He's in Zhuxian Cityβ€”"

As soon as the five words come out, it is better than five thunders. On the spot, the end of the world fell, and people staggered back four or five steps.

Retreating, there is also the sky-high water curtain that rises under the fallen popularity of the world.

As soon as the water curtain retreated, the six-clawed black dragon that was suppressed by the heavenly qi of the fallen people at the end of the world finally escaped.

The man in blue is not surprised that the fallen people of the world, who are full of superior demeanor, will have such a huge reaction. This is the normal reaction that a person from the end of the world should have after learning the whereabouts of that person.

If there is no such reaction, the move taken by the man in blue will undoubtedly become a waste of chess.

The man in blue looked at the fallen man of Tianya and stood on the board of the ship, as if he was worried that the fallen man of Tianya would not believe his one-sided words, and then explained in more detail why that person would retire to Li Yuzhi's Zhuxian City: "Martial God Li Yuzhi, outside the gate of heaven for two hundred years, the body of the immortal who died at his hands was wiped out, but the essence still could not dissipate, some turned into purple mist and swirled in Zhuxian City, and some melted into agar and flowed under Zixia, and the elixir that flowed into a river is the water of the immortals in the people of the rivers and lakes." The water of the immortals can not only increase the age and life of Princess Fanghua, who is approaching her longevity, but also make her youth last for a long time, and her white hair will turn red..."

"As far as Shanshui Lang knows, that person originally wanted to leave Zhuxian City after saving Princess Fanghua's life, but he didn't get his wish. First, because Li Yuzhi, who stood proudly at the pinnacle of martial arts, was unwilling to let go of him, a rare opponent, and secondly, because Princess Fanghua, who was all-encompassing in six arts and eight elegances, chatted quite speculatively with the Confucian sage who lived with Li Yuzhi in Zhuxian City, and also painstakingly persuaded him not to leave. ”

"I think the fallen people have also heard the rumor that more than ten years ago, there was a dark night meteor that fell in the East China Sea. Ignorant people spread false rumors, saying that it was a vision from heaven, a sign that a person born with a Dao heart had descended into the world. In fact, it was just a big battle that took place outside the gates of heaven. In that battle, there were a total of twenty-one immortals who wanted to go out of the Heavenly Gate to disturb the qi of the world, and many of them were already superior to the realm of sainthood; without the help of that person, with the strength of Li Yu alone, even if he was invincible in the world, Li Yuzhi was only afraid that it would be difficult to fight..."

The fallen man who staggered back four or five steps seemed to have retreated into the wind. All the clothes and hair fluttered up.

Shrouded in heaven and earth, it is no longer the qi of the fallen people at the end of the world, comparable to the qi of heaven and man. Rather, it was a sword aura that soared into the sky.

Sword Qi seems to be invisible, but it is also tangible. Above the nine heavens, it turned into a huge whirlpool that loomed over.

In the whirlpool, the sword shadow that surged back and forth flashed like lightning in the sky, and passed away and was born.

Su Rushi, who was standing on the mountain and watching this scene, suddenly felt a sense of Mount Tai pressing the top, and a pair of half-squinted eyes were even more sore and painful. It seems that he has met a cold wind, and tears are about to be blown down.

Su Ruyi, who has made a living by stealing chickens and dogs since childhood, has always wanted to live, but at this moment, Su Rushi didn't feel afraid, and even threw her own safety behind. His red eyes, which were filled with sword qi, never blinked.

He simply raised his hand in front of his face and tilted his head slightly to relieve the pain in his eyes.

For Su Ruyi, who has not yet stepped into the rivers and lakes, this scene can only hear the wonders of the world from the mouth of the storyteller. How could he be willing to miss it?

He lived in secret, not because he was afraid of death.

He just didn't want to die.

His dreams have not yet been realized, his ideals have not been realized, and how can he die?

The man in blue who deliberately explained why that person retired in Zhuxian City also had his hair fluttering.

The man in blue knew it very well in his heart. The sword qi that flowed into a whirlpool above his head was all made for him. The position he is in is the position of the sword eye. Once those sword qi fell, even if he had ten lives, he would not be enough to die.

The man in blue is not as natural as a little pervert. These sword qi are not just trying to stop the little perverted woman, and they don't want to take the life of the little perverted woman.

The man in blue knew how serious the situation was, but he still looked like a feather fan was swaying lightly, and the clouds were light and the wind was light. Even the boy behind him didn't change his face for a moment.

The man in blue had already expected that as long as he said the whereabouts of that person in front of the fallen people at the end of the world, this scene would definitely happen.

The Man in Blue is not worried that he will be in an unprecedented crisis. The man in blue was only worried that his move would fail.

The man in blue is the second wise man in the world after Yunmeng Mountain's Mo family, and he is also the first chess player in the world who takes heaven and earth as his plate and all living beings as his son.

An excellent chess player not only needs the wisdom to strategize and win a thousand miles, but also the courage to die and survive.

The man in blue, who is known for his black belly and laziness, definitely has these two conditions.

The world only knows the extent of the blackness of the man in blue, and he has long been so mad that he does not even let go of his six relatives; only the man in blue himself knows that to this day, the degree of his belly blackness has progressed to the transcendent realm that he does not even let go.

The man in blue didn't raise his head, didn't even look at it, and said casually: "Shanshui Lang knows that as long as he tells the whereabouts of that person, he will completely anger the fallen people." Because in this life of a fallen person, there is only one best friend of him. Even if that person's thoughts are different from those of the fallen people, causing the fallen people to bear grievances that they should not have carried, in the minds of the fallen people, they still regard that person as their only best friendβ€”β€”"

In the heroic eyes of the man in blue, there was a sense of respect in his heart: "Shanshui Lang did this, there was no malice, but he didn't want to look at the fallen people who had been displaced for hundreds of years, and after breaking off their grievances, they didn't care about the world, and they were silent in despair for the rest of their lives." Compared with such a result, Shanshui Lang is more willing to see the second one. The second may not be what people want, but at least it can make people less embarrassed and more relieved. ”

Tianya fell into a sword and asked: "I thought that when you stepped out of the Qing capital, you really just wanted to add some romance to this bleak river and lake, but I never thought that your intention was to fear that the world would not be chaotic." Your so-called sighs and reliefs, but you have never taken into account the feelings of others in your own thoughts?"

"Qingdu Shanshui Lang, is just a powerless writer, at most he can be regarded as a scholar, how can he be afraid that the world will not be chaotic? As far as this matter is concerned, Shanshui Lang is indeed suspected of ignoring the feelings of others, but in the hearts of fallen people, if they really have never had such thoughts, how can such a big change occur because they listened to a few irrelevant words of Shanshui Lang? In this world, except for the fallen people themselves, who can force the fallen people to do something they don't want to do?"

The man in blue was not in a hurry or slow, and replied reasonably: "In fact, in the hearts of fallen people, there has always been such an idea, to meet that person, to ask him for his guilt, to tell that person that his decision back then was wrong, or to fight with that person, and then discuss the sword world." It's just that the knot in the heart of the fallen people has not been untied until today, and they can't face their true selves, so the fallen people have to suppress this idea. If the fallen people feel that what Shanshui Lang said is false, or they really have the heart to fear that the world will not be chaotic, then the fallen people might as well take Shanshui Lang's life here, and Shanshui Lang will never complain!"

After that, he really closed his eyes. Kill by the neck.

The end of the world has fallen into people, and the sword has not fallen for a long time.

He no longer had the strength to drop his sword.

His two hands, fingers outstretched, trembled slightly. It seems that he wants to grab something, but he can't.

At his feet, he took a few steps back again.

It's even more staggering than the last time I retreated. It looks like you could fall at any moment.

The girl in yellow pounced.

She held the retreating end of the world, and said in a voice that would make people can't help but be heartbroken when she heard it: "I don't want the pipa anymore, we... Let's go, let's go..."