She was seven years old that year, and she took the white-flour steamed buns that he had worked hard to get all day, and devoured the smell of his sweat, but she ate too quickly and forgot to keep a portion for him, he just rubbed his head and said he was not hungry.

She was ten years old at the time, drowsy with a high fever, and felt him change the wipes one by one in a hurry, and then lost her memory. When he woke up, he smelled a faint smell of blood, and after the black fist, he was covered in bruises and boiled the herbs he bought for her, and that year he said, "I don't want you to be so depressed with me again." ”

At the age of thirteen, he went into the mountains, and it happened to rain heavily for three days, and he dragged his tired body back with an ancient sword covered in mud and pale face, and handed the end of the hilt to her. That sword, named Roselle.

At the age of sixteen, she was discovered by the immortal master of the Chaoxian Sect and awarded a brand. He took her to find immortals, she remembered the punch he received, she drew her sword, dazzling, but she was dazzling, but she never heard him say that she was like a god descending to earth, dazzling, very regretful.

She is twenty-six years old, and she has already become the mainstay of the Chaoxian Sect, and she has a vague tendency to be the first person of the younger generation in Liuzhou, but she has not seen Tang Lixi for seven years.

"Roselle, I miss him so much. Tang Yun'er whispered while fiddling with the Luo Shen Sword and Jian Sui, unconsciously becoming the senior sister of this generation of disciples, there is no time in the mountains, at the beginning of the practice of opening and closing his eyes is several months, the deepest time to enter the meditation for three years, thinking about it, it has been more than seven years since he really saw Tang Li, I don't know if he is ready to marry a wife and have children.

Tang Yun'er pouted, saying that there is a difference between immortals and mortals, let yourself not go to him, that is the best protection for him, stinky Tang Li, if you get married and have children, see that I don't beat him up when I come back from this cross-state trip, and I use the excuse of beating him to get married and not tell myself.

If I don't go to him, he won't come to me!

What a big pig's trotter!

Tang Yun'er clasped her hands on her knees and said with some grievances: "If I can come back safely this time, I want to accompany him well." ”

Luo Shenjian emitted a faint light and responded to Tang Yun'er.

Tang Yun'er patted the sword body with some anger, "Yes, yes, yes, I want to tell him that I miss him a little, that is, the kind that is a little deeper than the sea." It's all about you!"

Luo Shen Jian let out a low sound, tactfully and mournfully, obviously Yun'er thought about that man, what is the blame for a sword? Luo Shen Jian it can't figure it out.

But that man is quite strange, he was obviously ......

But the mind of a sword, if you can't figure it out, you don't want to.

Since ancient times, the fairy sword has a spirit, but Luo Shen's spirituality has almost dissipated before he met Tang Yun'er, so many things can't be figured out now, but if you can't figure it out, there must be a reason why you can't figure it out, so don't think about it, the sword, just be happy!

Until he accompanied her across the state, the Roselle Sword Spirit was very happy......

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Time returned to Tang Li's house again.

Luo Shen Sword Spirit, who pretended to be Tang Yun'er, looked at Tang Li, who was still asleep, a little annoyed, and a little helpless! He didn't know how much Yun'er had paid for him, maybe in the future, he would only step into the path of cultivation inexplicably, but it was difficult for a beautiful woman to change his face. That's it, since Yun'er told herself not to make him sad, then don't let it go.

Feeling that Yun'er hiding in his sword is getting weaker and weaker, Luo Shen's brows are getting tighter and tighter, he has to go, even if he dies, how can anyone die and hide the sword?

Then just as Luo Shen was about to push open the door and walk out of the house, Tang Li, who was lying on the ground, sat up, changed his depressed expression, and said calmly and terrifyingly: "Drifting like a god, Ling Bo is a slight step, moving impermanently, if it is dangerous, if it is safe, if it is going to return." ”

Luo Shen's heart was beating wildly, and he turned his head tremblingly, trying to pretend that nothing happened, but he found that he couldn't do it, how could he know this......! Tanuki, what are you talking about?"

Tang Li shook his head, took out the short dagger he carried with him, and began to shave off the messy stubble one by one, "After all, it's different, although the disguise seems seamless to others, but you are not Yun'er after all." ”

Just when Luo Shen wanted to ask why Tang Li's sword trick was buried in its sword spirit and couldn't even be touched by Yun'er, Tang Ci took the initiative to reply: "When I picked you up, the sword intent entered my heart, and I knew the sword trick, but I didn't have the slightest cultivation at the beginning, when I wanted to say this paragraph, I would always be speechless, I wanted to write it, and I always forgot to write it." So for so many years, I couldn't give Yun'er this last sword trick. ”

After shaving his beard, Tang Li smiled, a little sad and annoyed, "I brought you to Yun'er, I just want her to live better." The treasure of washing the marrow against the sky was actually used on my body, she shouldn't be in Liuzhou, you almost perfectly imitated her appearance, then she at least has a spirit attached to you. ”

Luo Shen Sword Spirit was surprised in his heart, and blurted out, "You are a mortal?"

Tang Li nodded and then shook his head again, he is indeed a mortal now, but he has read all the books he can read over the years, punched all the fists of the club for 100,000 punches, and drank all the wine he can drink, but he has missed too many scenery in the world.

Just to make myself less lonely, it's a pity that everything is unforgettable.

"You asked, I answered well, isn't it time for you to answer what I want to ask?" Tang Li picked up the wine jug and took a sip of wine, the strong wine in his throat could not ease the sadness in his heart, and he could only grin while drinking.

Luo Shen crossed his arms and snorted coldly, "Why?"

Tang Li laughed dryly, stretched out his left hand and pinched a sword trick, "Fu Changchuan!"

I saw that Luo Shen Sword Spirit snorted, and was choked by Tang Li's neck, Tang Li quickly put down Luo Shen Sword Spirit, took two steps back, and saluted Luo Shen Sword Spirit to show that he was offended.

"Is this a soldier before saluting?" Luo Shen was furious, and he was arrested without any way to struggle! This is not in line with the common sense he knows, unless the other party's cultivation is too high, so high that he can only look up, he has a chance to seize the sword, and the sword of the sword spirit!

But is this possible? Roselle can't imagine, if possible, where does Yun'er need to fall into a dead end to get that stone?

Tang Li shook his head, "I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to tell you, I'm really just a mortal now. Maybe it's because I dream a lot. ”

After that, Tang Li solemnly bowed again, "Now is not the time to discuss these things, please help me." ”

Roselle said disdainfully: "Just you?"

"Well, it's me. ”

"What can you do when you go?"

Tang Lifu replied to the question: "If you only know how to cherish when you lose, then I want to try to learn to cherish before you lose." ”

Roselle snorted, "I don't know how." ”

Seeing that Luo Shen promised to help him, Tang Li smiled brightly, looking like a sunny boy, "This, just right, I will too!"

......

Today's Liuzhou, a touch of sword qi rose from the flat ground of Yunji Town, and the sword roared, like a phoenix for nine days, leaving a trace of blood blue trail and disappeared.

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Above the hidden peak of the Immortal Sect, Mo Wen sighed, and a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes quietly appeared beside him, Mo Wen stood up and saluted towards Xianchen, "Master." ”

Xianchen nodded, stretched out his hand, and imitated the trajectory of the Luo Shen Sword that had just galloped across the state.

Mo Wen looked at the trajectory of the sword, sharp, with a strong and tragic death intent!

Without waiting for Mo to ask, Xianchen said with a slight regret: "Luo Shen Meng." Luo Shen Jian lost the swordsmanship, and the caster's cultivation will continue to climb before the blood runs out, and the less blood in the whole body, the higher the cultivation. I didn't expect to be lucky enough to see this swordsmanship again today, it seems that Xiao Mo you lost your eyes ten years ago. ”

Don't ask and stop, it's not that Tang Yun'er has an accident. "It's the boy who sent Yun'er up, alas, I don't know how sad Yun'er will be when she comes back this time, after all, this is swordsmanship at the cost of life. ”

"The door of death is wide open, and the door of life is in, and there is still a glimmer of life for that young man. If I ever get a chance to see that boy again, I'll have to talk to him. "The fairy dust white hair fluttered in the wind, and a finger swept over the trajectory that had been imitated before, and by the way, it covered the heavenly opportunity of this sword roar, and some remembered those best friends back then, but it was a pity that the avenue reached the top, and only the lonely family remained.

Immediately, the fairy dust turned into stars and disappeared with the wind, and what came here was just one of his divine thoughts.

When the immortal dust finally dissipated, a voice came from the wind and went straight into Mo Wen's heart, "Your apprentice is about to come back, this time blame her for not cultivating high enough, and her cultivation is too weak." ”

Mo Wen made a gesture respectfully, and then he heard the clatter of the space shattering, and Tang Yun'er, who was covered in blood, shot backwards, holding the Luo Shen Sword with only the hilt broken in his hand, and wailed loudly with tears on his face: "No!"

Mo Wen stretched out his hand to support Tang Yun'er, who was flying upside down, and felt distressed when he glanced at it, his whole body was constantly oozing blood, and the sword qi was raging, what a tragic battle he had experienced before?

Tang Yun'er struggled to open her eyes, and when she found that it was her master, she weakly raised her finger and pointed to the slowly healing void, "Master, help...... Rescue ...... He ......"

Immediately fell into a coma, and Mo Wen watched the void gradually heal, with a complicated expression.

Mo Wen sighed and muttered to himself: "It's not that I don't want to save the teacher, but I stay in the state, stay in the state, and leave too many regrets." ”

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What is love? Don't Tang Lixi particularly know how to say this answer, young people depend on each other for their lives, so they must be together?

He couldn't answer, but when he guessed that her life was in danger, he was more impatient than anyone else, but his expression was calmer than ever, and he knew that if he lost, the question would eventually be unanswered.

Since picking up the Luo Shen Sword and sending it to Tang Yun'er, Tang Li's dream has been for more than ten years, and different voices are echoing in the dream, three thousand big dreams, is he himself? or someone else? Is it a dream or a wake at this time?

Tang Lixi didn't know, but even if it was a dream, he wanted to protect her while the dream was not awake.

Regret it?

Roselle Sword had asked with his mind in the midst of the void.

Tang Li's answer at that time was: "If there is regret, why look back." ”

A thunderbolt sounded from the sky above Chu Wuzhou, and a sword came from the sky.

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At this time, the real Tang Yun'er was barely evading the attack by relying on her figure, grabbed the regenerated stone, and sent it away, but she couldn't escape from this forest herself.

I didn't expect to meet the disciples of Shangzong, and besides, there are still these past events in Liuzhou, heh, do the old things dare to come to Liuzhou again?

My body is getting slower and slower. There are more and more swords, and there is a sword with the sharpest sword that avoids fatal injuries again and again, and you still want to humiliate yourself?

Hmph, if the Roselle Sword is still there, will I be afraid of him?

What about Luo Shenjian, have you already completed your explanation? Finally, it lasted for a day and a night, it should be enough, but I am a little regretful, and there is no way to see him in person.

"Do you dare to get distracted in a duel with me?" a sharp mockery sounded in Tang Yun'er's ears.

With a bang, Tang Yun'er was thrown by the flying sword and fell to the ground, covering her mouth and unable to suppress the fishy sweetness.

"Vomit" spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, stretched out his left hand and wiped it away, Tang Yun'er looked at the people who were slowly descending around with disdain. If it weren't for the people behind them, they would have been able to pull a few pads on their backs if they died, and it would have been worth it.

The only person who did not appear in the sect worshipped, Caiyan wrapped his arms around him, stepped on the flying sword and hung in the air, his expression was cold, this cat-and-mouse game seemed to be coming to an end, he didn't care what bullshit reclaimed stone, he came here just to be bored to kill and kill, looking at the desperate expressions of those who were not as good as his own swordsmanship, it was still quite interesting.

It's just that in addition to disdain, there seems to be no despair in the woman's eyes, which is not good.

"Brother Yan's swordsmanship is superb, and he admires it very much in the River Sect below. A man in a fancy costume saluted the sky, full of flattering looks, Qi Zhenyuan looked at the stunner in the center, licked his tongue, and sighed secretly in his heart, when he met this devil, it seems that he can't catch it back and train him, it's a pity!

"Brother Iwa is awesome. Zhou Zhihui looked at the person who volleyed the sword with joy, and then glared at the woman fiercely, if it wasn't for the Zongli grandmother who had been stabbed by herself before, it was really damned! That kind of little slut should strip off her clothes and throw them on the street, let her kill herself in shame, save the little slut back by herself, and humiliate her again in another place, so that she knows that her little witch's name is not easy to mess with!

Cai Yan looked at the expressions of the people around him, and felt a little bored, why is the avenue so small? Then he beckoned, and another dark green flying sword stood on his shoulder, pointing at the woman in the center of the ground who was not so good at swordsmanship, "It's over." ”

With a "bang", the flying sword flew away.

Tang Yun'er had no fear of death, but her eyes were full of regret, and she wanted to see him again.

A bloody sword came out of nowhere.

Tang Li's right hand held the sword and fell.

"Boom!" The dark green flying sword was directly knocked into the air, and the dust was filled, and the yellow sand was all over the sky.

Tang Yun'er was dusty in front of her, but she knew who it was in the dust, and the familiar figure slowly appeared!

Tang Yun'er opened her mouth wide, one point of surprise, two points of missing, and seven points of worry!

He's coming.

How did he get here?

How did he come!

Tang Li pulled out the Luo Shen Sword from the dust and whispered "I'm sorry", I don't know if it was said to the Luo Shen Sword that kept making sword sounds, or to the woman behind him who didn't dare to look back.

After reading it, I am afraid that I will be reluctant.

"You know, take her back. Tang Li said with a little sadness and said to the Luo Shen Sword in his hand.

"If I have the chance, I will invite you to drink in the future. Luo Shenjian finally let out a burst of sword intent, slammed away from Tang Li's hand, and rushed towards Tang Yun'er in the rear.

During the gallop, the sword was broken into two, and the sword body exploded into a star-shaped, quickly forming a broken void channel behind Tang Yun'er, and the hilt of the sword carried a huge impact and rushed towards the void with a lightning speed.

The huge roar and impact made Tang Yun'er a little stunned when she was about to enter the void passage, and she only had time to let out a heart-rending wail, "No!"

Tang Li's face was expressionless, this kind of thing, I die, you just live.

A mortal man.

A fairy sword with shattered true spirits.

If there really is an afterlife, it should indeed be toasted with a glass of wine, Tang Lizi thought to himself.

While there was still the sword intent of the Luo Shen Sword in his hand, Tang Li used blood to build the Luo Shen Blood Sword, Luo Shen Dream, shocking.

Thirty years of a mortal,

Three thousand dreams in life,

Reading a thousand volumes,

Angry hair rushes to the crown for a red face,

Once you see everything in the world.

The last words that Tang Yun'er, who had entered the void, heard Tang Li's words were:

"Mortal Tang Li, please go to your death. ”