Eight hand stars sit on the moon

"Qingwen, come, let me introduce you. This is the third princess, you can call Sister Minmin. ”

"Qingwen, after discussing with your mother for a long time, you decided to agree to this marriage, what do you think?"

"Your name is Shen Qingwen, I heard that I will marry you in the future. I'll tell you, I'm going to marry the Sword Immortal in the future! If you don't get to the Sword Immortal, I won't marry you for the rest of my life!"

"Qingwen!Qingwen!Where are you!"

"You...... Don't you remember me...... Qingwen ...... I'm Minmin......"

Shen Qingwen, you are so ruthless......

What a ruthless heart......

Ruthless Heart......

Heart......

Heart......

......

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Shen Qingwen, who was lying on the bamboo chair, suddenly opened his eyes, the cool breeze was slow, there was no one around, and he didn't feel the slightest cold air coming, Shen Qingwen shook the bamboo chair gently.

The sound of clicking bamboo chairs echoed in this small courtyard, and Shen Qingwen raised his eyes to look at the dark sky, his heart was as confused.

With a self-deprecating and bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, Shen Qingwen's eyes dimmed. Sister Minmin, you are going to marry a sword immortal, how can Qingwen He De win your heart.

But...... But......

Shen Qingwen shook his head in pain, and shouted loudly in his heart, he flew up to the clouds like a touch of Qinghong. Almost at the same time, the long sword that had been hanging in the house for a long time came out of its sheath and disappeared into the night with him.

In the dark night, Shen Qingwen landed on an unknown mountain, his eyes were cold, and he held a sword in his right hand. On the mountain peak, the cold wind gusted, and between the silver hair flying, Shen Qingwen frantically danced the long sword in his hand, and a loud sword roar resounded through the mountain, and the sword light floated on him like silk.

And move with the wind, and move with your heart, and move with your thoughts. If Gu Pingguo was present, he would definitely be surprised, Shen Qingwen at this time was too different from him on weekdays. In the past, Shen Qingwen was a lewd man who loved to play smart. Now he is like the moon, his eyes are cold, his ghostly steps, and his killing moves are like the king of the night.

The moon sprinkled on the mountain, Shen Qingwen tirelessly danced the sword madly, and the breath on his body was stronger by one point once he danced his eyebrows, twice, two points stronger, and increased again and again, as if there was no end.

I, Shen Qingwen, practiced martial arts at the age of seven, entered the refining body at the age of eight, broke the morning dew at the age of ten, broke the condensate at the age of thirteen, broke the patio at the age of fifteen, and broke the middle of the patio at the age of seventeen. I don't lose to anyone, why is God so unfair!

The delicate face was unconsciously covered with hideousness, and a sword slashed through the light of the Tianchi, leaving only the wheel of the moon bent. Shen Qingwen laughed uncontrollably on the mountain, and the laughter was waves, startling a few sleeping birds, they flapped their wings and underestimated their calls, as if they were dissatisfied with Shen Qingwen.

Shen Qingwen's eyes were red, and he inserted his sword into the mountain, his green clothes fluttering, and his strength under his feet suddenly increased greatly.

As soon as one foot stepped out, the branches of the trees on the hill broke

Two feet out, the mountainside old trees bend.

Three feet out, the foot of the mountain stone shattered.

Four feet out, the distant mountains tremble.

Five feet out, a flock of sleeping birds all fly.

Six feet out, a hundred miles of leaves fall.

Seven feet step out, heaven and earth are the same color.

The corners of Shen Qingwen's mouth were stained with blood, and he completely stepped out with seven feet, seven feet out, the mountains chirped together, ten thousand birds took off, and the water and sky were the same!

Paralyzed on the boulder, Shen Qingwen's face was like white paper, his body was like fire at this time, and it was like ice at the bottom of the pool, and after a burst of heat, it was boundless cold, Shen Qingwen gritted his teeth and sat up.

The black crow hung on the branches, and at this time in the dark night, two figures appeared, and by the moonlight, it could be seen that it was a man in a black robe and a woman in black and white, with two black and white cats in her shoulders.

The two were Gu Shengwang and Zhao Minmin, they stood side by side, but one leaned on the body of the tree, and the other grabbed the roots.

"I told you, he cares about you. The sword posture is very enchanting, and the dance steps are very coquettish. Gu Shengwang, who was leaning on the tree, sighed a few times, and did not forget to tease.

Zhao Minmin, the beauty under the moon, glanced back lightly, picked up the leaves that fell first, and touched the leaves between her fingers, and they suddenly scattered into countless green slag. Mei's eyes flashed with surprise, and she asked King Gu Sheng, "Seven Absolute Steps." ”

Gu Shengwang touched his chin, and he was also taken aback in his heart, but after thinking about it, he was the master of that kid, and he couldn't lose his aura. Suddenly, Feng Qingyun said lightly: "Well, that's good." ”

Zhao Minmin glanced at it lightly, recalling Shen Qingwen who looked like a child during the day, and his demeanor was almost the same as that of the lewd man in front of him. Zhao Minmin seemed to understand something, and said in a cold tone: "Did you say something to Qingwen?"

As soon as the words fell, the two sleeping kittens suddenly opened their eyes, with light in their eyes, and Gu Shengwang's nervous throat grunted. But who is he, he is the first shameless person in the world in Shen Qingwen's mouth, I saw him cough lightly, and said with a touching hoarse voice: "Princess Zhao, being a teacher is also for Qingwen's good, there is no pressure where the motivation comes from." ”

With a bang, before his words fell, the old tree behind him fell to the ground one step ahead of his words, and a loud sound echoed in his ears, Gu Shengwang grabbed his ears, and there was tinnitus!

In the tinnitus, Gu Shengwang could only see Zhao Minmin's red lips raised lightly under the moon, and what seemed to be something in his mouth, but he couldn't hear it clearly. With his strong lip language ability and excellent observation, Gu Shengwang concluded that Zhao Minmin forgave him.

"Did you hear clearly?" Zhao Minmin threw a sentence lightly, and disappeared in place without waiting for King Gu Sheng to reply. She was in a good mood at this time, and on the way home, she still had a smile on her face, humming a nursery rhyme, thinking back to Shen Qingwen's sword dancing figure, she sneered under the moonlight, and her willow eyebrows stretched. She knew that he liked her to the point of incorrigibility.

Zhao Minmin walked very easily, leaving Gu Shengwang with a confused face, did she explain anything to him before, Gu Shengwang tried to recall, and finally only recalled Zhao Minmin's words clearly.

I heard this game clearly, Gu Shengwang couldn't cry or laugh, did he completely offend this aunt this time. Gu Shengwang looked at Shen Qingwen not far away, and the idea of escaping had in his heart.

Shen Qingwen, who was sitting on the boulder, was already covered with sweat, he wanted to live, he wanted to live, he had to live. Everyone told him that the incident for more than ten years was an accident and a providence, and Shen Qingwen, who was in pain, laughed loudly.

Look at it, Shen Qingwen of the Shen family will definitely live, he not only wants to live, but also live better than anyone else, more wonderful than anyone else. He wants to break through the limits of martial arts and look down on the world!

Ice and fire blended, the pain gradually faded, and the cool breeze blew, and the body was full of coolness. Shen Qingwen moved his body happily, and sighed in his heart that it was good to be alive.

The silver hair was draped around the waist, and the mood improved a lot. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, I was distracted. I remember when he was a child, sitting on a bench at home, he was also looking at the sky, looking at the moon, blowing the wind, and fantasizing that one day he would be able to sit on the moon with the stars, and compare it with the sky in the night.

Yes, with a yawn, Shen Qingwen lay sideways on the boulder, whose youth is not confused, whose youth is not frivolous.

Thinking about it, he didn't know when he had gotten up, and in a moment, he seemed to see the snow scene without borders, and several people had no worries about sitting on the green plum and cooking wine. Stratus clouds are stacked, wind and rain enter the painting, some people push the cup and change the lamp to talk about the world, some people are crazy in the white jade hall, and there are also women who are lovesick and involved.

Before I knew it, I was already muttering a childhood song: "Put on your wings and fly lightly, and look at the world." My heart will always show the way to the sun, and to the wind and waves. Make a small wish to the sky, and the stars sit on the moon. ”

In the second half of the night, there was no moon, no stars and no wind, only a silver-haired young man lying on the stone and singing his childhood in a low voice.