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The old man smiled, flicked his sleeves, and the words on the water curtain began to rotate again, and they were still poems, but they were only about love, and they came from the pen of famous masters of all dynasties.

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Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.

When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only endless lovesickness.

The wild goose is in the cloud, the fish is in the water, who will send this feeling?

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the Tao is ruthless but affectionate.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?

Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the lamplight.

Affectionate parting since ancient times.

On the New Year's Eve this year, the moon and the lights are still the same, and I don't see last year's people, and the tears are full of green shirt sleeves.

Always hand in hand at that time, swimming all over the bushes, gathering and scattering in a hurry, this hatred is endless.

As soon as he entered the Hou Gate, he was as deep as the sea, and Xiao was a passer-by from then on.

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar geese returned.

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The old man sighed: "I have been arguing with my junior brother for a long time, what is the most important thing between ideals and love, but unfortunately, there is no conclusion until now...... None of the heroes in the Wind and Smoke Realm can escape the shackles of love. ”

Yin'er whispered these familiar poems: "Is this a sentence representing two people, or are the feelings of these people interspersed, or is it only the feelings of one person's life?"

The old man Fengyan didn't answer her, and turned his head to look at Yue Feng: "What do you think?"

Yue Feng stood still: "Perhaps, many people's feelings can be intersecting and related. ”

Yin'er couldn't stop being depressed and lost: "I don't believe it, your wind and smoke realm is nonsense at all, how can there be no place for me Feng Xiaoyin, I don't ......believe it" As she spoke, tears were about to fall, very annoyed. The old man hurriedly turned around and patted her head, and said with pity: "The old man also gives the girl a word, there are some things, the unfinished ones are the most outstanding, and the ones who stand outside are the most sober." Does it contribute to the fight against Jin, whether it is a person in the realm or not, and what does it matter?"

Yin'er's tears couldn't stop flowing: "Impossible, how can I not be a person in the realm......" Rao is old man, seeing her tears must melt in, they all laughed dumbly.

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At this moment, there was a loud noise, a noisy sound, and then the hills collapsed, Yin'er Yue Feng shook the mountains and shook the ground, the dust on the soles of the feet began to loosen, and the water curtain suddenly slipped down from the hanging stone and fell, falling into the deep pool at the feet of the three people, tumbling violently, boiling back, and soon after the formation of two opposing whirlpools, one clear and one turbid, one cold and one hot, respectively, diffused to each other, the shape, like ripples but fierce, like a waterfall and circling, any wave contains a more powerful other wave, rushing to the direction of the other party. In an instant, the clear spring suddenly rose up, and the turbidity was about to suffocate at the sight of it, but as if it had received some kind of prompt, it immediately revived, infecting the clear spring, and its lethality was comparable to that of the clear spring for a long time, and the clear spring was corroded little by little, although on the whole it was still as clear and bright. In order to keep it clear, Qingquan desperately washed away the stain, but in the process of cleaning, Qingquan himself could only lose its momentum and lower the height of the spew, and the turbidity current tried to surround Qingquan, but it also fell in the blink of an eye, and they did not win, and they destroyed it together.

The old man's smile was extinguished in the wind: "Turbidity can't be cleared, and clarity can't be eliminated." Who said what is turbidity, and who said what is clear? When it comes to turbidity, later generations still have a hundred schools of thought, and the good and evil forces in the world are actually their own masters, and no one can eliminate them, only they may disappear all together......

Feng Xiaoyin stretched out her hand to stop him, but she didn't even catch his shadow, she squatted on the ground with a sluggish face, and the deep pool had been calm, soft enough to contain a qiē. This world, perhaps, is just as the old man said, the good and the evil are eternal, and they will not give in to each other?

Yue Feng stood up, as if he heard the sound of the tsunami, he knew that he was just a drop in the ocean, a mayfly in heaven and earth.

There are no people around here, because where there are people, there are no immortals.

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