Xie Feiyan was watching Li Yiren pass by him with Li Xiaoyao's body on his back at this moment.

Li Yiren found out that this white-robed young man who looked the same age as her.

Li Yiren just glanced at the white-robed young man standing on the side of the road, staring at her like the same thing.

Li Yiren's eyes did not have the slightest emotion, and her face was still expressionless, but her beautiful face still had tears.

Li Yiren continued to carry Li Xiaoyao forward and continued to walk, and after she took a few steps, she suddenly said: "Xie Feiyan, the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa, in the future, when my Li Yiren's swordsmanship is completed, I will definitely be able to discuss the sword, and I, Li Yiren, will personally defeat the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa, Xie Feiyan, and take back the Thousand Shadows Sword!"

Xie Feiyan actually had a lot of things in his heart that he wanted to say to Li Yiren, such as "Let me help you carry it", "Are you okay", "You can take a rest".

But Xie Feiyan couldn't open his mouth, just watched Li Yiren slowly move forward with Li Xiaoyao's lonely and sad back.

Li Yiren seemed to have just exhausted the last bit of strength in her body, and her steps became more and more disobedient, and she could no longer move at all, and she was about to fall.

Xie Feiyan hurriedly stepped forward to support Li Yiren's delicate body, as well as stabilize Li Xiaoyao's body that was about to slide off her back.

Xie Feiyan held Li Xiaoyao's body with one hand and Li Yiren with the other, looking at Yiren from such a quiet distance, he saw that her long eyebrows were like willows, as deep as a jade tree, and the pure white underwear lining on her upper body was slightly wet, and the thin sweat seeped out through the shirt, highlighting her originally excellent body even more exquisitely.

A long black hair draped behind the snow-white strength can be described as delicate.

A faint smell of broken flowers, a faint feminine fragrance.

Ice muscles and jade bones, cool and sweat-free.

The wind in the water hall is full of dark fragrance.

The embroidered curtain is opened, a little bright moon peeps at people, people are not sleeping, and the pillow hairpin is chaotic.

This is the poem that Xie Feiyan thought of when he saw Li Yiren.

The fragrance on Li Yiren's body is completely different from the fragrance on Xie Yuyan's body, Xie Yuyan was born with fragrance, and Li Yiren cultivated flowers in the Butterfly Flower Valley the day after tomorrow and was contaminated with the fragrance of flowers.

Xie Feiyan just said: "Be careful!"

However, Li Yiren not only did not appreciate it, but also angrily reprimanded Xie Feiyan: "I'm in a bad mood now, I even have the urge to kill, especially you, your father killed my father! Although this is not a vendetta on the rivers and lakes, and it is not a blood feud, my father died because of Deng Mei's sword argument, and I am not an unreasonable and arrogant woman! But after all, my father died under your father's sword, and you are Xie Feiyan, the third young master of Shenjian Mountain Villa. Don't ask me why I recognize you when I saw you for the first time today. At this time, I can come and go freely in and out of the Divine Sword Villa, and the young man who is the same age as me is only the third young master of the Divine Sword Villa, Xie Feiyan! How can I let you hold the corpses of me and my father, I will be a swordsman who wants to climb the plum and discuss the sword in the future. I think that after many years, the person who will fight will definitely not be your father Xie Wang Sun, but you, as the third young master of Shenjian Villa. So I don't want to owe you a favor now, you are my opponent in the future! I don't want to owe you a favor, so please take your hand away and let me quietly accompany my father down the mountain alone! I, Li Yiren, am the daughter of Li Xiaoyao, the Emperor of the Fighting Swords, I am not as weak as you think, don't underestimate me, otherwise you will regret it in the future! Now is my most embarrassing moment, I implore the third young master to let me accompany my father alone, I want to carry my father down Meishan quietly, I don't want people to see my Li Yiren's embarrassed appearance at this moment, I don't need the sympathy and pity of others, especially you! Because you are my future opponent, don't follow me! Don't force me to scold, the pain in my heart now, you don't understand, and no one can understand. After all, the person who lost his father is not you but me, if you dare to follow me! Today, I will go to the plum in advance, and I will kill you even if I fight hard, and then I will commit suicide and accompany my father to the Nine Hidden Yellow Springs. ”

Li Yiren stopped, and did not look back at Xie Feiyan, her eyes looked at the steps down the mountain, and she finished her words with an expressionless face.

Xie Feiyan listened quietly until Li Yiren finished speaking, and obediently put down the left hand that was holding Li Yiren's shoulder, as well as the right hand that was supporting Li Xiaoyao's body.

Li Yiren continued to move forward and came to the steps where their father and daughter had previously ascended Meishan, and it was here that his father Li Xiaoyao and Xie Wangsun talked and laughed and were full of spirit, pointing out the country and witnessing the supreme demeanor of the two world-famous sword immortals in the world.

However, in the blink of an eye, yin and yang are separated and missing, it is really a dream bubble in life, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, and people have good and bad luck.

Li Yiren was full of emotion, carrying Li Xiaoyao's corpse, looking at the endless steps at the bottom of the mountain and smiling: "Daddy, my daughter carries you down the mountain, and my daughter takes you home!"

Li Yiren carried Li Xiaoyao's body on his back, stepped on the first step of the mountain, and began this long journey down the mountain.

When you go up the mountain, you are worried, and when you come down, you are sad and desperate.

This is a portrayal of Li Yiren's heart.

Xie Feiyan also came to the steps, looking at the stubborn figure of this handsome girl with black hair and white dress, and thought of the equally stubborn white-robed young man four years ago.

Four years ago, it was my sister Xie Tingcheng who accompanied Shen Lang to Meishan.

Four years later, Xie Feiyan also had to accompany Li Yiren to Meishan.

Although the stubborn Li Yiren had already made it clear that he didn't want anyone to see her embarrassed, and even threatened to kill the people who followed her, the third young master felt that he had to follow behind this stubborn girl no matter what. It was already approaching dusk, and it was already evening when Li Yiren finished walking down the mountain, and the third young master was worried that Li Yiren would have an accident on the way down the mountain.

Li Yiren is just a young girl in the flower season, and she was killed by her father Dengmei on the sword, and she carried her father down Meishan, whether it was physical or mental, it was a fatal blow to her!

The third young master really couldn't rest assured, even if he risked being hacked and insulted by Li Yiren, he couldn't let her be so stubborn and willful!

The third young master has been educated by his parents since he was a child, respecting the old and loving the young, the strong should hoe the strong and help the weak, instead of bullying the weak, let alone relying on the identity of the third young master of Shenjian Villa, to run rampant outside and insult the subordinates internally.

A gentleman, with both ability and political integrity, is courteous, does something and does nothing, and helps the world when he is good, and if he is poor, he is good for himself. This is the most basic requirement of Shenjian Villa for the descendants of the Xie family.

If you become a sword immortal standing between heaven and earth in the future and inherit the name of the sword saint, you should eliminate the demon and defend the way, support the right path, do the right way for the heavens, reward the good and punish the evil, punish the evil and promote the good.

Kill the people who should be killed in the world, and save the people who should be saved in the world.

A gentleman should be like the sky, resolute and resolute, indignant and strong, and never stop.

A gentleman should be like the earth, thick and smooth, benevolent, righteous and moral, and tolerant of all things.

This is the teaching that Xie Feiyan, the third young master of Shenjian Villa, got from his parents since he was a child.

At this moment, how could the third young master let Li Yiren carry Li Xiaoyao's body down the mountain, but in order to respect Li Yiren's warning to him, Xie Feiyan had to wait for Li Yiren to be a hundred feet away from him, and then quietly descended the mountain and followed all the way.

If Li Yiren had an accident of fainting and shock due to physical exhaustion, Xie Feiyan could also reach out in time to help.

Xie Feiyan followed Li Yiren all the way, although he was a hundred feet away, Xie Feiyan could still see Li Yiren's stubborn and thin figure, taking difficult steps to carry the body of her father Li Xiaoyao down Meishan.

Xie Feiyan really felt sorry for Li Yiren in his heart, as long as Li Yiren spoke, Xie Feiyan would definitely carry Li Xiaoyao down the mountain.

But is it possible?

Of course, it can't be!

In other words, Xie Feiyan would not be like this, everyone has their own unique pride and self-esteem in their hearts.

Now this is Li Yiren's only pride and self-esteem, she can't give it up, let alone ask her son who "killed her father's enemy" to help her.

Xie Feiyan understands what Li Yiren is doing, and she is maintaining the dignity that a strong daughter should have in the end.

Li Yiren smiled, step by step, she walked a little tired, a little slow, and even every step was a heart-rending pain, and now the steps of Meishan were tantamount to boundless purgatory for her.

Life is worse than death.

Li Yiren endured the pain, squeezed out a smile on his face, and said to himself: "Dad, I promised you, I can't cry, I must not cry, not only can I not cry, but I also have to go down the mountain with a smile." Because I know that my father can't bear me to cry, how can I cry! Yes, I want to laugh down Meishan, and I want to laugh as bright as the azaleas blooming on Meishan!"

Li Yiren muttered to herself, not forgetting Li Xiaoyao's previous instructions, with a bright smile on her face, but she cried with a smile.

Li Yiren was smiling with tears, even if she was in tears, she was still smiling, and she didn't care about wiping her tears, because her hands were carrying her father Li Xiaoyao behind her back.

Li Yiren's tears fell on the steps one by one, so that Xie Feiyan, who was following Li Yiren, saw the tears on the steps that were not yet dry.

Xie Feiyan already knew that this seemingly delicate Li Yiren was a determined woman!

Li Yiren really cried all the way and shed tears, carrying the body of her father Li Xiaoyao down the mountain, but she didn't cry and endured everything silently.

Xie Feiyan admires Li Yiren very much, and thinks that she is very strong, and even ordinary men are not as strong and resilient as Li Yiren, and she is worthy of being the daughter of Li Xiaoyao, the Sword Emperor.

Li Yiren suddenly felt dizzy, probably oversad, exhausted, physically and mentally exhausted, she had completely lost her will at this time, her steps seemed to be like stepping on the clouds, but she still gritted her teeth and insisted, her body completely relied on her will to move forward, her eyes gradually blurred, she couldn't see the vision ahead, she was still muttering, "Don't cry, laugh, take Daddy home" words!

Li Yiren's eyes gradually closed, the vision ahead was dark, and her body leaned forward and was about to fall.

If Li Yiren fell down from the steps, according to Li Yiren's current physical state, she would definitely fall to death, even if she was lucky enough not to fall to death, but Li Xiaoyao's body on her back would crush her to death, and her current body could not withstand any wind and waves at all.

Moreover, letting the body of the wine sword immortal Li Xiaoyao fall like this, it is also a great disrespect to this dashing wine sword immortal.

Xie Feiyan immediately showed his body, his body was as fast as the wind, and he quickly came to Li Yiren and let her fall on his back, Xie Feiyan reached out to help Li Yiren behind him, and Li Xiaoyao on her back.

Xie Feiyan stood in this position for a long, long time, until his body was a little stiff, he turned around and hugged Li Yiren in the bad and let her lean on his body to prevent her from falling, and then freed up his other hand to put Li Xiaoyao on the steps. Xie Feiyan bowed to Li Xiaoyao's corpse and said: "Seniors first wronged you and let you lie on the steps, I really have no choice but to do it! I want to take care of your daughter, otherwise I am worried that she will also drive to the west like you, and the fragrance will disappear." ”

Xie Feiyan sat on the steps, looking at Li Yiren who was lying in her arms and fainted due to excessive sadness and exhaustion, her face was pale and bloodless, and her handsome face was covered with tears, Xie Feiyan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Li Yiren's face, and sighed: "Silly girl, why are you so troubled!"

A tiger roar resounded through Meishan, and a white-fronted insect in front of him, carrying a peerless little fairy appeared in front of Xie Feiyan, and the white-fronted insect with hair like snow on his whole body carried the little fairy with a flowery face and moon appearance, and climbed the stairs step by step and came to Xie Feiyan.

This is the second time Xie Feiyan has seen a white-fronted insect, and the first time a man and a tiger have met.

At that time, Xie Feiyan thought that he was dead, and he would definitely become the thing in the belly of the white-fronted insect, but what he never expected was that the white-fronted insect was his lucky star.

This time it was still the same.

Xie Yuyan jumped down from the back of the white-fronted insect, reached out and carried a kettle for Xie Feiyan, and smiled at him: "Give her some water first, and then let Xiaobai carry Li Xiaoyao down the mountain, and you carry Li Yiren down the mountain! ”

Xie Feiyan nodded, opened the spout of the kettle, and let Li Yiren drink water, Li Yiren felt a cool feeling in his mouth in the haze, so he opened his cherry mouth and drank water slowly!

Li Yiren told herself that she had to live, she couldn't die, she couldn't fall here, and her desire to survive made her drink water unconsciously.

Xie Feiyan looked at Li Yiren and finally reacted, and smiled at Xie Yuyan: "Thank you, sister!"

Xie Yuyan watched Xie Feiyan hold Li Yiren in his arms, cared about him very much, took care of him carefully, and intimately fed Yiren water to drink.

Xie Yuyan looked at the warm scene in front of her and said with a smile: "The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost." The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. My Fair Lady, Gentleman, Lady Goes Down the Mountain Gentleman Accompaniment, Wonderful, Wonderful! The only pity is that my father killed her father, otherwise this Li Yiren's brother and daughter-in-law, Sister I will admit it!"