Shen Xingfei went up to the roof, his head resting on his jade arm, looking at the boundless moonlight.

The bright moon is white, and it is difficult to know every inch of my heart.

Shen Wei didn't know whether she was scared or bored now, and the terrible emotion of being clearly frightened just now had surprisingly calmed down at the moment when she was lying on this roof.

She lay quietly and recalled her experience since she went down the mountain, and unconsciously felt sleepy, so she turned sideways and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but Shen Wei felt a slight smell of wine wafting into her nose in a daze. When she awoke, she saw a robe draped over her.

"Senior Brother Qingchen?" Shen Wei shouted softly.

"Hmm, senior sister, are you awake?" Li Qingchen said while drinking wine.

"Why are you here? don't you rest?" asked Shen Wei, she remembered that Li Qingchen had clearly entered the house, could it be that he was too...... She shook her head, hastening to deny the idea.

"Well, I slept for a while, and I came out a little unwell. Li Qingchen replied.

"Oh...... Uncomfortable?What's wrong?But the injuries on your body?" Shen Wei asked with concern, and suddenly she remembered that this young man sitting in front of her had been seriously injured and in a coma for a long time.

"Not really, I just ...... I just want to have a cold face......" Li Qingchen took a sip of wine, and his voice was a little low.

"Big cold face?" asked Shen Wei puzzled.

"It's Ji Yao. The spirit of the sword in my sword. Li Qingchen explained.

"Sword Spirit, your sword still has a Sword Spirit?" Shen Wei was surprised, she seemed to have some impressions, but she didn't recognize it as a sword spirit.

"Yes, this is it. Li Qingchen took out a long, cloth-wrapped thing from behind him and handed it to Shen Wei.

"It's called the Dust Washing Sword. Li Qingchen's voice was a little drunken and hoarse, and he explained like Shen Wei.

"Dust Washing Sword?" Shen Wei asked suspiciously. When she saw Li Qingchen nodding, she observed. The style of the sword is simple, the sword body is long, the whole body is delicate and transparent, and the cold light is faintly reflected by the moonlight.

"You show me what to do, I don't want your sword. Shen Wei looked at it for a moment and felt that the sword was a good sword, and there was once a sword spirit, which must not be ordinary. But she didn't take advantage of her hand, she was a little puzzled, what was Li Qingchen going to say, and she handed the sword to Li Qingchen, who was drinking.

"Do you know, senior sister......" Li Qingchen touched the body of the Dust Washing Sword, his gaze softened.

"This sword was the first thing I had ever entered the path of cultivation, and the big cold face was also my first friend on the path of cultivation. Li Qingchen said softly.

Shen Wei suddenly understood why Li Qingchen attached so much importance to this sword.

"My dream since I was a child was to be a hero, to be able to do chivalrous deeds and help others. This may be regarded as a son inheriting his father's business, listen to my mother, my father is like this. Li Qingchen said.

"But, my cultivation is low, my cultivation is too low, I don't know if I'm going to go down the mountain, and I don't know how to help others find an antidote......" Li Qingchen said this, suddenly poured a sip of wine, turned his head and continued to Shen Wei.

"As a result, I killed Da Leng's face, if it wasn't for the master who saved the fire, I would have killed him, he was still just a child. ”

"It's not your fault. Shen Wei sighed and comforted.

"No, it's my fault, I shouldn't be curious, if I leave this ghost place early in the morning, Da Leng Face won't die, do you know Senior Sister, although Da Leng Face doesn't talk often, I can know that he has been waiting for his Ah Li, three thousand years, he has been waiting for three thousand years...... But I killed you, you were killed by me!" Li Qingchen cried out in pain, and kept knocking his head with a wine jug that he didn't know where to take.

"Senior brother, junior brother Qingchen...... Stop, don't ...... like this" Shen Wei hurriedly stood up and hurriedly pulled Li Qingchen's hand on the head.

Under Shen Jing's persuasion, Li Qingchen stopped, his eyes were red and he looked at Shen Xun and said, "Senior sister, what should I do?" I can see the dissipation of Ji Yao when I close my eyes, I can see his unwilling expression, can I ......"

"Don't say it, Senior Brother Qingchen, it's not all your fault, you can't blame yourself too much, if you want to blame, Senior Sister will also be a share. Shen Jing patted Li Qingchen's shoulder and said.

Li Qingchen looked at Shen Wei blankly, his eyes full of incomprehension.

"I shouldn't have gone to watch the battle between Bai Shuzi and Agarwood Zi's predecessors at that time, so that we could still have a chance to escape, and Ji Yao wouldn't be killed by Bai Shuzi......" Shen Wei said reproachfully.

These days, she is actually thinking about whether it would be a different outcome if she hadn't gone at that time.

But how can there be so many ifs in this world, no matter how much imagination you have, you just think about it, and everything can't be real. Those who left still left, and all assumptions became empty and meaningless castles in the air.

"Senior sister......" Li Qingchen opened his mouth and shouted Shen Xun, but he didn't know how to comfort him, he originally blamed himself, how could he say that he has become a senior sister now, isn't it?

But Shen Jing's words did alleviate the guilt in Li Qingchen's heart, although he was not relieved, he did have a little breathing space.

"Okay, I'm just saying, it's not all your fault for Ji Yao's death, after all, your cultivation time is still short, I believe Ji Yao won't blame you, or is it a relief for him to leave like this...... Shen Jing patted Li Qingchen's shoulder and said softly.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she slapped Li Qingchen hard, so frightened that Li Qingchen almost threw the wine jug in his hand.

"Senior Brother Qingchen, do you have something to say to me?" Shen Xun said with a wink.

"What...... What ...... words" Li Qingchen looked at Shen Wei blankly.

"Don't you think that since you woke up, your behavior has become different, and what is the matter with your cultivation, why did you suddenly reach the Dikun Realm?" asked Shen Wei.

"Senior sister, I'll talk to you another day, now, I'll ......" Li Qingchen didn't dare to look at Shen Jing's scorching gaze, but said in a low voice.

Shen Wei glanced at Li Qingchen twice, grabbed the robe of Li Qingchen, and threw it to Li Qingchen.

"Then you just stay here, I'm going to rest, didn't my predecessor say that I would go to Surabaya Town tomorrow......" Shen Wei said and stood up.

"Well, senior sister, you should rest early. Li Qingchen responded.

Shen Jing left abruptly, and only a fluttering word came into Li Qingchen's ears.

"Don't be too sad, rest early, and don't forget about your cultivation......"

Li Qingchen looked at Shen Jing's disappearing figure, a warm current surged in his heart, and he said silently in his heart: "Senior sister, thank you." ”

When he hadn't gone down the mountain yet, Shen Jing's attitude towards him might just be because he rejected her request, Senior Sister Shen Jing was a very good woman, maybe there had to be a person with excellent cultivation and first-class conduct to be worthy of her.

"Thinking about it this way, Senior Brother Chen Li is quite in line with it...... Hmm, forget it, it's useless to think about it, I'd better have a drink with Ji Yao first. Li Qingchen muttered to himself, then got up, threw the wine jug into the air, and then flew up.

"The husband has the sword of heaven and earth, and a sword moves the sky. The husband has chaos Aya, and the mountains collapse with a dance. The husband has a piano in the world, a frightening dream. The husband has a maze flag, and a flag is ...... with the wind."

Li Qingchen grabbed the wine jug in the air, took a sip, and then sprinkled the wine in the jug into the air, chanting the song of Taixi in his mouth and dancing the sword.

Ji Yao, it is a great blessing for me Li Qingchen to meet you in this life, without you, I would not have learned the swordsmanship.

Ji Yao, arguing and frolicking with you in this life is my Li Qingchen's most unforgettable memory, and I will take this memory with me to live well.

Ji Yao, in this life, I failed to protect you as a sword spirit, and I failed to do my best to improve myself, so that you dissipated into heaven and earth.

In this life, it is Qingchen who bears you!

"Da Leng face, if you can still hear it, just blow the wind......" Li Qingchen said softly, and then continued to dance the sword.

"A hundred years old in the dust, but the words are too hurried. Cultivation or a thousand years, and the Tao is hazy. Don't say that you don't understand, but I hope that heaven and earth will be right. The dust turns twelve, and the world always meets. ”

Suddenly, with this sound of Tai Xi song, the wind suddenly rose!

Is it you? Are you back? Li Qingchen's eyes suddenly became wet, and his eyes, which were originally red from crying, burst into tears again.

"When love is deep, it is love, and when the dream is true, it is also a dream. When I first saw him, I fell in love, and when I finally said goodbye, I burst into tears, why do I want to cultivate this way, and I do it in vain......"

Li Qingchen groaned, tears flowing.

He remembered the days of hard study in the Void Pole Palace, the time when he learned the sword art in the Sword Pavilion, the time when the three of them drank the clear and sweet spring water in the middle of the night, and the time when he hated each other, but it was extremely warm.

The time may be short, but now it is precious.

The wind was blowing, and Li Qingchen's sword dance became more and more fierce, and the dust washing sword shone with a crystal luster like never before, as if it was responding to Li Qingchen's mood at the moment. The sword dance is light, the sword sounds, the clothes are flying, and the hair is scattered......

Li Qingchen gradually felt a kind of drunkenness, and gradually felt that the dust washing sword in his hand was getting lighter and lighter, and he seemed to see Ji Yao in the sword shadow of the dust washing sword in the sky, facing the bright moonlight, and the always cold Ji Yao showed a slight smile.

If there is an afterlife, please be sure to let Qingchen find you.

"Suddenly it rained, and the truth was like a bell. Close your eyes and recite the truth, and your voice is like a sword. If the heart is too high, the body is not moving. Hearing the joy of the time, he did not say goodbye. ”

There was little silence all around, and the bright moon was in the sky, but there was no sign of rain, but Li Qingchen's heart seemed to be raining heavily, turning into tears and spilling into the sky. After singing and dancing, Li Qingchen fell off the roof, he looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and stood quietly.

Hearing the joy of the time, I don't say goodbye......

"Maybe the master was in this state of mind when he was watching the sword dance in the temple, or maybe he was also thinking about someone. Li Qingchen muttered to himself, bent down, picked up the strip of cloth that had been wrapped around the dust-washing sword before, and slowly wrapped it from the hilt of the sword, one by one, as if he was saying some kind of goodbye......