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"Mr. Ye's dart head, the coming day is long. Where is the fastest update of the novel?Please look for the biquge.info of Aishang Novel Network"Xue Huan, who has always been willing to make mistakes and not miss the reincarnation sword, left this sentence to say goodbye to the battlefield with Ye Wen?, however, unlike the previous ones who were high-spirited or unwilling to give in when they missed the sword, this time Xue Huan's tone was careless.

When the Jin and Song martial arts were all shaken by the resurrection of Yang Songxian, the battlefield changed instantly, making the battle of Huanqian, which might not have been presented, unable to end. Xue Huan, who did not make an exception for Lin Qian, did not have the relief in his tone, but was so careless. There is no nostalgia, and I don't look back, as if, because I don't want to see the scene in front of me.

Who would really rather see this scene: once a neck-to-neck friend, and there was a suspicion of taking love, and then there were many misunderstandings, and life and death were at a loss, but at this moment, the guilty party was denied recognition......

The position ends here, and the bitter sea stretches from here.

Murong Thorn caught the shock, disappointment and incredulity in Qian's face, grabbed Song Xian's sleeve and was about to leave: "I repeat, he is not your brother. "Gentle as a breeze, harsh in words.

Yin'er couldn't stand by and let Murong Thorns talk nonsense, so she impulsively immediately drew her sword and threatened: "Murong Thorns, try to tell half a lie again! See if your mouth is fast or my sword is fast!" As soon as the words fell, Yang Songxian's sharp glance was ushered in, and above the blade of the silk sword, there was a faint and cold air, and there was a potential killing momentum that spread to Yin'er's whole person like a broken bamboo, only half a moment, the group of heroes were shocked to see that the sword hit Feng Xiaoyin's throat directly, as fast as a ghost, the sword intent was flexible and meticulous, and the benefits and disadvantages could be seen! Rao is alliance leader sword fast, and he almost couldn't stop it, but he didn't expect to see him for half a year, the swordsmanship is still fresh and natural, murmuring, entanglement, Shen still looks at each other with tears, Yunwu Mountain is still dripping in his heart, but he will be a mother.

In the exclamation, Yang Songxian and Feng Xiaoyin had fallen into a vicious fight, if he refused to forgive Qianqian because of the past and denied that he was Song Xian, then he would really kill Yin'er because of Murong Thorns?! No, this is absolutely impossible!

Qian noticed the difference between the young man in front of him and Song Xian - once the young man in front of him left the sword and looked at it alone, his eyes were empty, his purpose was empty, and he seemed to like provocation very much, and every provocation was because of Murong Thorns! Even if he was Song Xian, he was definitely not a complete Song Xian, and it seemed that he had lost something......

True qi filled the side of Yang Fengjian, Yin'er looked solemn, even if it was difficult, she did not flinch, she could understand that Yin'er would never allow anyone to betray, deceive and hurt her, so in order to defend him, he never thought twice and went all out, but he didn't find Yin'er's intention before...... But Yin'er, how can I let you be involved, you are still injured......

Qian gathered his frustration, and the hateful knife quickly entered the game to protect Yin'er by his side, and did not hesitate to slash on the silk sword to suppress Song Xian's offensive and suppression, with him, of course, he could control Song Xian: "Murong Thorn, go back to the alliance, and think about how to explain it to me!"

While curbing the confrontation, he gave orders to Murong Thorns, and Murong Villa had no possibility of refutation, so he could only choose to evacuate first.

Yin'er sneered, looking at Song Xian, who withdrew his sword and returned, thoughtfully: "Yang Songxian, don't pretend anymore! Your sword betrayed you!"

Qian and Song Xian were suddenly stunned-

"Drinking and hating knives, is there really such a spirit? Yang Songxian, Yang Songxian, the most spiritual thing is the human heart and human eyes. It was your hesitation that betrayed you!" Qian will always remember that by the cliff in the early autumn of Kuizhou, the opposition between him and Song Xian stemmed from his reckless action, and he could not forget that injury in his life, and Song Xian, is he still haunted by it? Or rather, he lost his memory, but there was still a trace of imprint in his heart......

With some doubts, Song Xian turned around and walked with Murong Thorns, and several times he wanted to turn back, but he didn't have it after all.

"Mr. Ye, the Anti-Gold Alliance will guarantee your safety and hope that you will cooperate. "Seeing Murong Villa leave, the first thing to do is to make sure that Ye Wen stays.

"Very good. Ye also has something to discuss with the deceased. Ye Wen nodded, confronted each other at the right time, and had not greeted Wen Xuan yet, so he finally didn't have to show from afar at this time.

Looking at Yang Songxian's back, Yin'er put herself in her shoes, knowing that she was sad in her heart, and had to lie softly: "Shengnan, he should ...... It's not Song Xian...... Song Xian's swordsmanship will never be so fierce. ”

Qian was not the melancholy expression he imagined, on the contrary, he smiled at her slightly, as if relieved: "Whether he is or not, he can't escape." "Just with this forced smile, it is already the demeanor of a general.

Ye Wen looked at him from the side and smiled calmly, not like he should be under the age of twenty, secretly frightened, the recent occurrence of Lin Qian's body Ye Wen knows a little: one after another disasters and unsatisfactory changes, Lin Qian has spent the past like this, no wonder even Wen Xuan is convinced, his experience is even more complicated than Wen Xuan, twists and turns, but after all, it has created his vision from a lofty position and the courage of the lord of an alliance.

Ye Wen sighed, and what flashed in his mind was vaguely Han Xuan's mansion, Lan Yuze's beautiful appearance, and Lin'an Deep Palace, the county lord's beautiful appearance.

"Arrange a meeting with Jiang Zhongzi for me, don't disclose it to Lin Qian for the time being, if he wants to ask, he will say that I am a fellow villager with Jiang Zhongzi. Ye Wen walked to Wen Xuan's side and whispered the first sentence, Wen Xuan nodded, Ye Wen looked away and returned to the dusty Leng Piaoling, she was sorting out all the calligraphy and paintings, no one helped her, and no one needed to help her, Ye Wen smiled insightfully: "This cold girl, it seems that she is used to being alone." I heard Wen Zhao mention her, back then, you didn't want the county lord, just to pursue this mysterious woman, and when I saw it today, it was really the type you liked. Patting Wen Xuan on the shoulder, Ye Wen smiled and said, "Leave her." Don't be like me anymore, you can't tie the heart of the county lord. Wen Xuan sighed softly: "Brother actually understands that it is impossible for the county lord to be tied to the life of brocade clothes and jade food, and if he leaves that environment, the county lord is like a fish in water." ”

Ye Wen listened silently, and then asked for a moment: "Lin Qian, can I find out her whereabouts now?" I have been missing for so many days, and I don't know if the county lord is still safe, if the situation is serious, I will go to the officers and soldiers to dispatch her." ”

Wen Xuan was stunned: "Now the Demon Gate is actually all over our people, and once there is a disturbance, they can't hide it from us." Brother doesn't need to worry, the purpose of the Jin people is to threaten Lin Qian with the county lord, so the county lord's life will not be in danger, however, the county lord's whereabouts have always been a mystery. According to our speculation, I am afraid that the county lord was hidden in the most secret place in Qianxi by the Jin people. Wen Xuan sensed Ye Wen's concern, paused, and then said: "The most hidden place is the deepest demon gate and the residence of the demon king, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find their way in. ”

"So, Lin Qian now has a rescue plan?" Ye Wen asked.

"The deepest part of the Demon Village is full of dangers, and it may take a few masters to explore the way first, and coincidentally, Yang Songxian is likely to know the Demon Village Road very well......" Wen Xuan replied, "I don't know if he can cooperate with the Alliance, if he can, things will be much easier......

"After this incident, how should Lin Qian ensure that he and the county lord have a future......" Ye Wen said lightly.

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On the way back to the alliance station, like Wen Xuan, no matter who he was, what he cared about most was Song Xian's resurrection, and the second was Xue Huan's hidden knife.

Qian knows all about the sudden qiē, the white-shirted boy, if he is really Song Xian, he is just a Song Xian who has lost his memory. resurrected, but lost his memory, the accident that happened on the battlefield on July 18, if Qian Shuang's inquiry was correct, then the only turning point occurred after the Jin people abandoned the corpse.

The Jin people abandoned the corpse, and the villagers thought that the matter was over, but the matter of that night was not over, and it continued—there was another person coming, and that was Murong Thorn. "I guessed it to the accompanying sea chasing waves and chanting.

"Murong Thorn, she didn't participate in the Battle of Kuizhou......" Yin'er recalled, "However, Murong Villa rushed to Qianxi as soon as she arrived in Kuizhou, now that I think about it, I was in a hurry, could it be that she deliberately avoided us because she saved a dying Song Xian?" When we were still waiting for Song Xian to come forward in Kuizhou, Song Xian was already waiting for us in Qianxi?!

"Yes, she not only saved Song Xian, who was dying at the time, but also spent half a year healing and taking care of him......," Qian said softly, "She has always wanted to get Song Xian, and she will not let go of this opportunity." ”

"Is this opportunity, this opportunity to transform him?" Yin'er suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, "She won't pour Song Xian's ** soup for half a year, right?No wonder Song Xian doesn't know you......"

"Song Xian's loss of memory is not necessarily caused by her, maybe it is due to the serious injury, maybe it is intentionally forgetful, but there is one thing that she must be able to promote, that is, Song Xian's feelings and impressions of me. For half a year, Song Xian has been disguised and unwilling to communicate with us, do you think, what did Murong Thorns instill in him?" Qian analyzed, "All his knowledge of me must be based on Murong Thorns. ”

"The current Song Xian may only listen to Murong Thorn's words. Yin'er nodded, suddenly a little sad, can a person really lose his memory? Including the blue girl who was once so much in love, Song Xian also forgot about it?

When Song Xian returned to the camp, he found that Wu Dangjia had also heard the news and rushed to the scene: "Really, that is really Song Xian? It's a little unbelievable!" Wu Dangjia, who has always been known for his calmness, rarely has such a direct look. However, Song Xian has such weight, and his life and death have always been tied to Xinyu and Shengnan, and they are inseparable.

"Xinyu, I'm sure he's Song Xian. Qian smiled lightly, for Wu Yue, of course, this is great news.

When Wu Yue heard this, he was even more joyful, and scolded unabashedly: "Qian Shuang! You are really ineffective!" While scolding, he was elated.

"However, we recognize him as Song Xian, but he may not recognize us. ”

Wu Yue seemed to have been splashed with cold water, and was stunned: "What?"

"He may be missing some memories. Qian said softly: "For the specific reason, I still need to ask Murong Thorn clearly." She must not have expected that Song Xian would suddenly rush out and be seen by the entire alliance, I will not give her time to organize lies, and I will let her tell the truth now. ”

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In the distance, the sky was cold.

The remnants of the mountains and rivers are intertwined with disputes in the world. Inside and outside the alliance, there is also a murderous atmosphere.

The fight never stops.

In the battle, the white-shirted boy is suave, gentle and elegant, the sword moves with his heart, delicate and soft, the artistic conception of the sword, which makes people forget to linger, once he leaves the silk sword, the white-shirted boy is not right, as Shengnan said, he does not recognize Shengnan and Xinyu.

Beyond the shadow of the sword, there is the light of the sword lingering - he doesn't recognize Shengnan, so the dialogue between him and Shengnan can only progress through the use of force.

When the alliance immediately raised a teacher to ask for guilt and coerce Murong Thorn to tell the truth, Murong Thorn had no reason to quibble at all, so he showed weakness to Song Xian with a pale face, and Song Xian actually declared war on Shengnan again for this insignificant woman. The confrontation in front of him is inevitable, and it has been two incense sticks in a row.

The three brothers grew up together, and Xinyu had seen Sheng Nan and Song Xian learn martial arts countless times, and he also stood on the side like this, watching their respective swordsmanship and swordsmanship improve step by step, and watching their faces and bearings quietly change each other. In the sword, what is rubbed out is the passage of time. has been watching it for more than ten years, and the swords and swords of Lin and Yang were once the most cherished scenery in Xinyu, and it is called the scenery because it has never only conveyed brotherhood, and no matter how worried the sword battle is, I don't worry. Back then, I thought that I would be like this, looking at a lifetime, and even the three of them have been together all the time, and they can't meet their respective partners.

Xinyu's eyes suddenly moistened.

A reminiscent, a few years, or the same two people, drinking and hating the sword Lin Qian, the silk sword Yang Songxian, the appearance is all chiseled by the axe, the magic brush outline, a knife is generous and tragic to inherit the ancient style, a swordsmanship is fresh and elegant and opens up a new path, and every qiē around is faded. The scene is too familiar, Jiao Xinyu has to go back to Tai'an back then, to see, to listen, to think...... Song Xian, you always like to jokingly shout: Xinyu, Xinyu, come and save me, I'm about to be cut by him! But now, why is the tip of your sword as cold as your expression, you want to cut him, and there is no trace of me in your eyes......

"You don't have to let me!show your Hate Drinking Knife Strength!" Song Xian said in a challenging tone.

"You don't have to escape reality anymore, you don't even want to know about your past!" Katsunan said sharply, "Have you never doubted where you came from, who your name is, where you come from, where your swordsmanship comes from, and why she wants you to stay away from the alliance!"

In this world, all love and hate are waiting for the same person. Yin'er watched Shengnan and Song Xian's swords meet each other from the side, recalling the bizarre night outside Kuimen's abnormal behavior towards him, and at this time he understood better that the relationship between Shengnan and Song Xian had long been revealed in his sleepwalking, and he wanted to punish Song Xian for diving, but he wanted to protect Song Xian in his arms when he taught Song Xian to dive...... Perhaps, the moment Song Xian fell in love with his best brother's lover, he was already destined to be entangled in this love-hate contradiction!

"Yes, your name is Yang Songxian. Finding that there was infinite emotion between Song Xian's eyebrows, Murong Thorn knew that she couldn't hide his past, so he simply told the truth, Lin Qian's guidance oppressed her so much that she had no way to escape: "You are indeed the Yang Song Xian they said...... But he's not your brother!"

Murong Thorn's concession was the beginning of Song Xian's return, Yin'er, Wen Xuan, Hai Zhulang and others were all overjoyed, thinking that Song Xian would understand because of this, but who knew that Murong's bow of his head provoked Song Xian to rebel even more, he sneered uncompromisingly: "Yes, my name is Yang Song Xian, you can go! Lin Qian, please leave with your group of people! Don't disturb my life anymore, I'm not your brother!"

I'm not your brother! This time it's different, this time it's not Murong Thorn who categorically denies their brotherhood, it's Yang Songxian himself! At that moment, the group of heroes was completely shocked, Xinyu almost clenched his fists, and he couldn't wait to step forward and knock Song Xian down!

Lin Qian's face also changed completely, he was shocked and shocked by the enemy's anger, the hatred knife suddenly became powerful, the strength was ruthless, and there was an unbelievable arrogance, no matter whether Yang Songxian still had the following words, a knife was already across his neck, word by word, he controlled Song Xian's silk sword stiffly: "Yang Songxian, you tell me clearly, for so many years, no matter what your position is, what your shape is, whether you hate or hate, I, Lin Shengnan, have never denied that you Yang Songxian is my brother! You are the same! There was no roar, no roar, just an order from when he was most angry, and as he spoke, his voice was still as sentimental as before, shaking Xinyu's heart. The three brothers have all been in trouble, and when they are in trouble, Shengnan's voice and Song Xian's breathing are almost the light in his darkness, no one will lead others to break through the dark world, only everyone will break through together!

Song Xian was obviously stunned, the silk sword fell out of his hand, and Shengnan turned around angrily and left: "I'll leave you time to think about whether to cooperate with the alliance!"

Xinyu walked to Song Xian's side and touched the familiar silk sword, a nine-foot man, and couldn't hold back his tears: "Like a dream, dead and alive." Are you really Song Xian......" Song Xian turned his head, his lips twitched, as if he had something to ask, but he looked at him in confusion and didn't recognize him.

"Song Xian, I just want you to know that from the first day of my Wu Yue in the Red Jacket Village, life and death will be inseparable from the two of you, and I will listen to him for advice, I will take the lead in attacking the enemy, and you will be the first to unite the hearts of the army. Only the concerted efforts of the three brothers have made my Red Jacket Village unstoppable, he is my motivation and your pillar!

The dignified and handsome man in front of him, as if he recognized it, as if he still didn't recognize it, Song Xian couldn't fill this gap, and he couldn't accept the suddenness.

Murong Thorn raised his head sadly, and said mockingly: "Master Wu, why did the three brothers live and die together? When Lin Qian and Song Xian broke up, you stood on Lin Qian's side every time." ”

Wu Yue sneered and glanced at her: "Really, I only know that only a woman like Lan Yuze is worthy of Lin Qian and Song Xian to compete for!"

Murong Thorn's face changed drastically, and he was terrifyingly white. The sea chased the waves and felt happy, and almost applauded. Yin'er suddenly added a touch of pity to Murong Thorns, a woman trapped by love, but unfortunately her way was too vicious......

The group of heroes was about to leave, but Song Xian immediately rushed forward and stopped Wu Yue, who was walking in the front: "Wait a minute, I want to know...... The woman in your mouth...... Does she like white clothes?"

On the side of the wind was written Murong Thorn's lonely and beautiful face, and Yin'er clearly saw her shoulders trembling slightly.

Shen was still standing beside Wu Yue, trembling and asking, "Are you, often in your impression, a woman in white?"

Song Xian nodded blindly and looked at her expectantly.

Shen still didn't have jealousy in his heart, and instantly exploded, with a sneer: "Yes, Yang Shaoxia, are you so sure, isn't that woman in white your thorn?!"

"Enough is enough, Shen Yi, it's not your turn to speak here!" Murong Thorn shouted like crazy, changing the deep and cold in front of people in the past, she chased away the guest weakly, with a sad smile on the corner of her mouth. She seemed to want to cry, but she couldn't. \

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