Yu Maomao almost crawled to the tomb of Ouyang Feiyao, and Shi Yan accompanied Bai Chuan, just looking at a tombstone without saying a word.

"White kindness! white kindness! I ...... I...... I've found Sister Fei Yao! I've found her, she's still alive!"

The tomb where Shi Yan was buried with his own hands was right in front of him, and Yu Maomao was so shocked and screamed, at this time and place, it was a little crazy!

Shi Yan frowned, "Maomao, it's not too late for you to pant out first and then speak, don't be so surprised, Bai Chuan is not in a very good mood now!." ”

Although Yu Maomao shouted his words loudly, Bai Chuan just glanced at him expressionlessly, unmoved.

Yu Maomao was in a hurry, and when he went up, he pulled Bai Chuan's sleeve and was out of breath, "Bai Shanshan, go, let's go, what are you doing here, Sister Fei Yao is back, don't you want to see her again?"

Shi Yan also heard a little strange, and asked, "Mao Mao made it clear, why did you see Sister Fei Yao, where is it?"

Yu Maomao finally took a breath, took a deep breath, and said word by word: "In Yaowangju, I saw the reincarnation of Sister Fei Yao, just in Yaowangju, you come with me, people are waiting for us?"

You can clearly feel that Shirakawa's body shook for a while, and the whole person seemed to have some light, and his eyes began to focus instead of being as sloppy as before.

Shi Yan covered his mouth, everyone had a certain number in their hearts about Nangong Shenxiu before, thinking that Ouyang Feiyao's reincarnated and reborn person would inevitably appear in a corner of the world, and they never thought that they would be in Dingjun City, such an encounter was so destined!

"Let's go, go back immediately!" Shi Yan wanted to push Bai Chuan back to Yao Wangju, but heard Bai Chuan say coldly, "Don't go, give me a pot of wine!"

Yu Maomao suddenly became anxious, "Bai Shanshan, Sister Fei Yao has appeared, what kind of wine are you drinking, let's go, let's go back to Yao Wangju, I'll drink enough with you!"

However, Bai Chuan was resolute and shook his head, "Give me wine!"

The shouting was hoarse, but there was no doubt about it.

Shi Yan paused for a moment, but instantly understood Bai Chuan's intentions, this body is already like this, why should we meet again! Seeing a living Ouyang Feiyao, it's not that he doesn't want to see it, but if he sees it, it will cause sadness!

Yu Maomao has been influenced by Confucian knowledge over the years, and her head has been full of melon seeds, and she is also thinking about this from Bai Chuan's standpoint, yes, Sister Concubine Yao is no longer the previous Sister Concubine Yao, her name is Nangong Yaochi, the two people who love each other are like a world apart, goodbye is already a rebirth, and a person is abolished!

What can the two of them say when they meet? But the memories of their previous lives have not been awakened, and they are just two complete strangers after all.

Regardless of the fact that Nangong Yaochi is now just a girl in her early teens, but who would like a crippled person in a woman's mind, if Bai Chuan is still the Tao Baichuan of the past, or the strongest Yuan Infant Sword Immortal in the world, you can wait, the monk's life is eternal, whether it is a hundred years, five hundred years, Bai Chuan can wait, and when Nangong Yaochi grows up, and Nangong Yaochi recovers the memory of her previous life, one day the two of them can continue their relationship for three lives and three lives.

But what is it now? A person who is about to die, a person who can't take care of himself if he stays in Dingjun City, makes people despise and spurns people? Or do you try your best to let Nangong Yaochi awaken the memories of her previous life now, and then there is one more person who cares about her heart all day long?

Why not fate, in this life, knowing that you have lived, living as you want to live, and still alive, you silently watch you happy, and if you are dead, you will be blessed with a safe life, wouldn't it be more beautiful!

"Bai Shanshan, are you afraid that Sister Fei Yao will not look down on you?" Yu Maomao asked softly.

Bai Chuan's whole person couldn't help trembling, Shi Yan hurriedly made a look, some knots, at this time it is not suitable to untie, people are not able to fall in love when they meet and know each other, there are many helpless mixed in, and there are so many love stories to sing and cry about, and she herself is not a poor person who is tricked by fate.

"Chuanzi, drink if you want to, if you don't want to meet, then you won't see, I know that Sister Concubine Yao is in Dingjun City, and there will be a day when we meet. ”

Bai Chuan took the flask and poured it hard, choking on the wine, but he raised his head and poured it again, if he could really get drunk, then he chose to get drunk at this time.

"Bai Chuan, are you willing to teach me to practice swords?" A crisp voice sounded, it turned out that after Nangong Xiuxi and Nangong Yaochi appeared in Yao Wangju, everyone was surprised, and everything was left behind, Dunhuang took the two of them to Ouyang Concubine Yao's grave, and saw that Bai Chuan was motionless and unwilling to go back and only cared about drinking, Dunhuang naturally knew his thoughts, and he was sad.

Nangong Xiuxi ran all the way, "Sister, right here, that sword intent is clearer, do you feel it?"

Concubine Yao's reborn and reincarnated person is behind him, whether he looks back or fights for each other, Bai Chuan's heart is almost pinched together, his chest rises and falls violently, his mood fluctuates greatly, and his breath is disordered for a while.

"My wife, Ouyang Feiyao, is she your wife, why is she the same as my Dharma name?"

Hearing the sound of heaven again, this dialogue, twenty years apart, the owner of this voice, said the last sentence in Yulongguan, and will be husband and wife again in the next life.

You have been born again, but I am gone!

"Hey, your name is Bai Chuan? Can I ask you one thing, does this Ouyang Fei Yao have anything to do with me? My name is Nangong Yao Chi, Fei Yao is the name given to me by my master, in the Pure Land Sect, my senior brothers all call me Nangong Fei Yao!"

When the smiling face appeared in the eyes like a flower, the memories of twenty years of deep burial came to my heart like a tide, from acquaintance to love, from a white son, Bai Chuan, and then to Bai Lang.

The fate under the acacia tree is set for life, the thousands of sword immortals in Zhenxi Wangfu congratulate the knot, and the life and death parting outside the Yulong Pass.

I have been waiting for you for 20 years, and I can see you again! I wish you a safe life!

"The Great Sword Immortal of our Dingjun City never cries when he loses a fight, he only bleeds, Bai Chuan, you don't look like a Great Sword Immortal at all!"

Maybe it was destined in the previous life, or maybe it was natural selection for marriage, the red thread that the old man under the moon personally attacked was entangled in three lives and three lives, and it was constantly cut.

Nangong Yaochi is the first time to see Bai Chuan, depressed, heart like ashes, but it is difficult to explain the closeness in her heart, she has been sent to the Pure Land Sect to practice Buddhism with Shiyin since she was a child, and naturally has an understanding of the cause and effect reincarnation of Buddhism, this person in front of her, although it is only the first time to see, but the feeling of wanting to snuggle him and protect him fills the whole heart.

Seeing him in pain, seeing him crying, why did his heart hurt so much, Nangong Yaochi, who was extremely wise and known as the most outstanding disciple of the Pure Land Sect, had been silently reciting the Heart Purification Mantra in his heart, but that feeling of heartache could not be dispelled!

Could this person in front of him be what the master said, his own heart is ape, his own calamity? But why, whether it is a calamity, he still has such a strong impulse, it doesn't matter if he carries him and dies!

Bai Chuan was completely speechless, and when he opened his mouth, he was speechless, a thousand words, and it was difficult to complain!

"Can you teach me and my brother to practice swordsmanship? If we can, we are willing to worship you as a teacher!" Nangong Yaochi blinked her beautiful eyes and pursed her blushing little mouth.

However, the emotions between the two were turbulent, and outsiders didn't know, Nangong Xiuxi sacrificed a small sleeve sword, and shouted in a childish voice: "Bai Chuan, practice the sword!"

"Sword practice?" Bai Chuan came back to his senses from the emotion he couldn't say, and saw Nangong Yaochi and Nangong Xiuxi staring at him expectantly, and nodded heavily.

"Okay, practice the sword!"

The sleeve Bai Xue that was taken by Dunhuang was handed to Bai Chuan's hand, but Bai Chuan held his natal sword sleeve Bai Xue again after a lapse of twenty years, and his mind was broken, there was no sword sea in his body, and there was no sword intent anymore.

"Out of the sword!" When Bai Chuan raised his arm, he wanted to urge his sword monk to have a sword intent, so that the sleeve white snow would reappear the scenery of the year.

"Bang dang!"

A crisp sound shattered the hopes of the two siblings who had been looking forward to it, and at the same time smashed his confidence that he had finally put it away.

"Let's go!"

A soft groan.

"Go !!"

Hoarse howls.

When Shi Yan couldn't bear to see Bai Chuan's heart-rending grief again, and pushed the wheelchair back, in the slightly swaying breeze, a crystal teardrop passed away with the wind.

If I could, I would be willing to give you a sword.

If I could, I would have come out with this sword back then, and I would have blocked the sword that pierced through the heart for you!

How can, alas, no if!

My heart follows my wife, that year, you died for me, and my heart died with you!

Shirakawa lowered his head and left, without saying anything, just silently, crying and not being seen!

In front of Ouyang Feiyao's grave, the two sisters and brothers of the Nangong family couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

Nangong Xiuxi pouted a little aggrieved, "Sister, is he unwilling to teach me swordsmanship." ”

Nangong Yaochi relieved herself, she saw that tear, but why, she herself would be heartbroken! Why did this man named Bai Chuan look at himself, as if he had seen through three lives and three lives.

Why is his love so strong, so thick that she is a little breathless!

"No, Shenxiu, he must have been very seriously injured before he couldn't lift the sword, if he is well, he will definitely teach us to practice the sword!"

"Is it sister, but he is so badly injured, can he still get better?"

"Yes, for sure. Nangong Yaochi suddenly thought of something, and ran in the direction of Yao Wangju.

There has always been a voice in her heart telling her that she must do something for Shirakawa, and she doesn't want to pass by with him!

I ran out of breath in Dingjun City, holding something tightly in my palm.

That is the Nangong family, the water of the long river of water transport.

With a drop of water, I hope to make your dry heart moisturize again.

The way that belongs to me, you can do without!

But you, may it be well!