Zhang Qingfeng broke into the room of the Flower Shadow Girl, the sisters in the Hundred Flowers Building had long been surprised, even the Flower Shadow himself was accustomed to it, and he was the only one who could enter and exit the Flower Shadow Girl's room at will, which made countless Flower Shadow admirers jealous, envious and hateful.

Zhang Qingfeng ...... Sword Saint Zhang Qingfeng ......"

On the big stage, Ji Wuba muttered, and suddenly heard a slight crisp sound of "cluck", he stared at it, and saw that the Qingfeng long sword of refined steel in his hand actually cracked from it.

Ji Wuba's heart ached, his hand trembled slightly, the sword body was broken from the break, and the broken sword fell to the ground with a "clang", and the Qingfeng sword suddenly faded.

From then on, he didn't dare to use a sword anymore, and he no longer worked for the killer organization.

~~~

Huaying heard such a big movement downstairs and knew that he was coming, and when she saw him come in, she smiled, and she smiled beautifully, it was like a blooming clear water hibiscus, which bloomed only in front of the person she loved the most.

"Ying, I would like to share with you a very pleasant thing!" Zhang Qingfeng said as he reclined on the flower shadow incense bed, and Erlang's legs were raised high.

Hua Ying poured a cup of steaming tea and sat down next to Zhang Qingfeng, and said with a smile: "Seeing you so happy, it must be a great thing, say it and let me hear it!"

Her voice is as crisp as a silver bell, with a softness that always reverberates in the listener's heart.

Huaying gently blew the hot tea, Zhang Qingfeng took the tea in Huaying's hand and drank it all, and then he smiled and said, "I'm going to get married!"

The smile on the Flower Shadow Girl's face suddenly froze, her expression was complicated, she knew that he was telling the truth, she knew that although his temperament was uninhibited, and sometimes even open-minded, he was a hundred times more serious than ordinary people in some things.

After a while, a smile appeared on the face of the Flower Shadow Girl, and she said, "That...... Congratulations!"

Zhang Qingfeng watched Huaying's every move, her picturesque phoenix eyes seemed to be a little hazy, Zhang Qingfeng opened his mouth and asked, "No, you don't seem to be happy?"

Huaying's eyes drooped, and she said, "What's the matter, I'm happy for you!"

As he spoke, he turned his face slightly sideways, avoiding Zhang Qingfeng's eyes.

Zhang Qingfeng looked at her green silk like a waterfall, and her side face was as finely carved as white jade, he seemed to sigh lightly, and after a while, he said: "From now on, I won't linger in Qinglou anymore, and I can't come to see you from time to time." ”

Huaying stared at the delicate and soft carpet under her feet, her eyelashes curled, she lowered her voice, and said, "I know, I understand!"

Her tone was full of helplessness and sentimentality, and her eyes were red.

Zhang Qingfeng said: "Then, I'm leaving, by the way, if you come to me for anything, I will definitely try my best to help." ”

Zhang Qingfeng put the teacup on the round table of red sandalwood, picked up the silver-white iron sword on the table, and was about to open the door and leave.

The woman sitting on the edge of the bed suddenly raised her head sharply to look at the man's back, and she also saw the words "Life is enough to have a confidant" hanging on the wall, and the flower shadow cherry opened her mouth slightly, and shouted: "Wait!"

Zhang Qingfeng stopped and turned around.

Huaying got up and walked over, standing in front of Zhang Qingfeng, she opened her arms and hugged him, this was the first time she had grown up hugging a man like this, although they had known each other for a long time, this was the first time that they had such intimate contact.

- She let go of the reserve that a girl should have, just to keep his gentle life.

Zhang Qingfeng stroked her silky hair, looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside Xiao Xuan's window, and suddenly opened his mouth and said: "The world is vast, in fact, you could have left freely, you don't have to stay here!"

She was silent, what does it mean to "the world is vast, free to leave?" She only knows that her heart is very small now, so small that it can only accommodate one person, and it is enough to accommodate only one person, the sky outside her body is high and the sea is wide, the splendid mountains and rivers, and the great realm of Wutong, after meeting him, she has disdain.

Her eyes drooped slightly, but she silently hugged him, her heart was like a swaying wind, and she was also very gloomy and helpless, because this gust of wind was going to leave her after all.

Zhang Qingfeng blamed himself a little and said, "I really regret that I shouldn't have brought you here to recuperate in the first place." ”

Huaying whispered softly: "What's wrong with this? Baihua upstairs respects you like a god, touching your light, and they also treat me as a sacred!"

Zhang Qingfeng smiled bitterly, patted her slender shoulder, and said, "The sky is high and the earth is wide, you should choose freedom!"

Huaying just bowed her head slightly, Zhang Qingfeng patted her on the back and said, "Good, I'll go!"

Only then did she let go of him and watched him fly away.

After all, he left, coming like a breeze and going like a breeze.

- If it doesn't belong to you, you can't catch it after all.

Unbeknownst to him, her eyes moistened the moment she watched him turn around.

He didn't know that a sad woman had cried for him in her room for three days and three nights.

~~~

Three days ago, Zhang Qingfeng heard that there was a gorgeous woman in the rivers and lakes, this woman first came out of the rivers and lakes, she emerged, known as the "woman in white", he was itchy and couldn't help it, and he went to visit the moon.

The other half of the huge bright moon seems to be immersed in the lake, and the water of the lake is clear and sparkling.

There is a pavilion in the center of the lake, carved and jade-made, exquisite, but there is no bridge or boat leading to the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The eight sides of the pavilion are hung with wide white gauze, light and elegant, there is a clear sound of the piano floating out of the pavilion, under the moonlight, through the gauze can be seen in the pavilion a graceful figure of the black shadow is playing the piano, the gauze is lifted by the wind, you can see that the sound of the piano comes from a pair of slender jade hands.

The light yarn was lifted by the wind again, and it can be seen that the owner of the jade hand is a woman with a white veil on her face, a white dress comparable to the bright moon, her hair is like a cloud, her eyes are like autumn water, her eyebrows are like willows, and her body is a natural stunner, like a dark orchid in the empty valley, peerless and independent.

The lake is Mingyue Lake, the pavilion is the Mingyue Pavilion, the qin is the Mingyue Qin, the moon is the moon of this time, and the woman who plays the qin is called Qin Mingyue.

A clear whistle, someone made a special trip to the moon to visit, a figure scurried, toes on the surface of the lake lightly, a ripple scattered, he flew up, like a crane flying.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng ......" Several rapid piano sounds protruded.

The person in mid-air suddenly had a wrong body shape, like a doppelganger's ghost, but it turned out that he had avoided the eight or nine air-breaking blades that burst out from the pavilion.

In mid-air, the man flipped in the air and entered the Mingyue Pavilion.

The bright moon was shining, the white yarn was fluttering, the sound of the piano was flickering, and he was only heard to say: "Girl, please stroke another song." ”

The sound of the piano rose again, and the silver and white iron sword behind him rose to the sky, and he grabbed the hilt of the sword, and the word "no self" was engraved under the sword guard.

He danced wildly, as if there was no one around, the sword turned into a streamer, his body was like a dragon and tiger, and like a bird, sometimes slow, sometimes fast, suddenly rising, suddenly falling, like drunk, like crazy, like crazy, like crazy?

- He said "selfless" with his sword, and when he practiced swords, he easily entered a state of selflessness.

His sword coincided with the tune of her harp, echoing each other, as if she were playing for him.

The golden beast was extinguished, the song was finished, and the white yarn surrounding the pavilion stopped all movement, and the sword dancer just put the sword into its sheath.

She said, "You must be a sword nerd!"

He said, "I'm definitely a lover!"

He reached out to lift her white veil, and she exclaimed, "You dare?"

He smiled and said, "Why don't you dare?"

He made a move, she tilted her head back to dodge, he was more interested, he shot again, she suddenly jumped up, couldn't help but say, fists and feet came out together, wide open and closed, very powerful.

He was very happy, and said while parrying: "Martial arts are actually good, interesting! interesting!"

So the two of them fists and feet face each other, fists and feet, you come and go.

"Bad guy, get punched!"

She snorted, clenched her fists, and honestly and unceremoniously hit him in front of the door, with sharp moves and decisive moves.

He began to like this woman, he used to be bohemian, now he is serious.

Relying on his exquisite martial arts, he teased her in every way, sometimes hugging her waist and spinning in place, sometimes grabbing her hand and touching it by the way, sometimes lifting her kicking flying legs, admiring her delicate little feet, sometimes hooking shoulders and back, sometimes hugging her delicate body that almost fell......

She was very angry, this bold and reckless maniac, and it was not an opponent to kill him, her face under the white veil was crimson with shame, and she secretly thought that she would really be like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger when she met this person, who would dare to be so presumptuous to her for more than 20 years?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, the more she thought about it, the more ashamed she became, everyone was afraid of her in the month since her debut, and the demons were afraid of her, but she didn't want to suffer such a big humiliation today, her eyes were red, and she almost burst into tears.

He saw her staring and weeping, although she was also very good-looking, at first she was still arrogant and cold, why did she suddenly feel pitiful?

With a crisp "pop", she suddenly gave him a loud ear scraper, and he froze there, motionless, as if suddenly petrified, and she was startled by herself, and actually hit.

He looked at her silently, his eyes full of tenderness, and he lost his hippie smile, he slowly reached out to lift her veil, this time she forgot to resist, and only blushed and heartbeat.

Her face was as bright as the moonlight, and her eyes were as bright as the moon, she was like a fairy under the moon, an orchid in the hollow valley.

He said: "I never thought of marrying before I met you, and after meeting you, I decided that you would not marry in this life." ”

Her face was like a peach blossom, and she bowed her head and said, "What is the evidence?"

He raised his right hand, looked at the bright moon, and said loudly: "The bright moon is proof!"

She said, "You just fell in love with my looks!"

He said: "There is no change in the face of the world, only the same memory." My heart is sincere, and the bright moon can be seen!"

She said, "How can I trust you?"

He said: "Mingyue believes in me, I will live up to Mingyue!"

Under the bright moon, he wanted to kiss her, she twisted her head shyly, her face was as pink as a peach blossom in March, and she was very good-looking.

He suddenly put his arms around her slender waist, his mouth was touched, her waist leaned back to avoid it, her hair was almost vertical to the ground, his other hand took her shoulder, leaned over to kiss her cheek, kissed her soft cherry lips.

"Love at first sight may not be able to accompany each other for a lifetime, and love for a long time may not be unswerving, the world is unpredictable, and personnel are easy to separate, but I still identify him. "She is gambling in her heart, betting on this man, betting on herself, and taking life as the foundation.

She believes that the word "yuan" is difficult to write and difficult to disassemble, and only those who cherish each other can spell it together.

The breeze is blowing gently, and the moon is slowly sinking in the west.

There is rain in the wind, and there is a faint scent of orchids.

There are people under the moon, there is affection, there is love.

~~~

The second night, the Bright Moon Pavilion.

Qin Mingyue snuggled up to Zhang Qingfeng, she gently rubbed his four-foot-seven-inch long sword, and he stroked her fragrant hair.

With a "bang", she suddenly pulled out half of the sword, and under the moonlight, the sword body faintly emitted a clear light, and the seal under the sword guard was engraved with the word "no self".

"Without me, this sword is called selfless?" Qin Mingyue looked at him and couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, this sword is called selflessness, and it has been with me for more than ten years!" Zhang Qingfeng told the woman beside him how this iron sword came about:

On that day and month of that year, on an ordinary day, an ordinary iron ore was found under the land of Shenzhou, an ordinary absentee dug up an ordinary iron ore, an ordinary merchant bought this ordinary iron ore, and an ordinary swordsmith bought this ordinary iron ore at an ordinary price.

Ordinary iron ore was thrown into ordinary iron-making furnaces, and ordinary swordsmiths said, "Every sword I forge is like treating every ordinary thing." ”

The swordsmith heated and forged the fine iron hundreds of times, and finally became steel, which lasted half a year and the sword was formed, the sword was four feet and seven inches long, the carving was simple and simple, the color was silver and white, and it was shining, this was his most serious sword casting, and the words were carefully engraved under the handguard of the sword.

In that month and year, the swordsmith was so poor that he had no food to eat, and the only silver-white sword left on the four walls of his family was that he had to sell this sword at a low price, just in exchange for a mouthful of food.

The sword made of hundreds of swords was sold cheaply, and there were many curious people, but there was not a single one who made up their minds to buy it.

On that day, when the swordsmith was about to end his life of poverty with the sword he had forged with his own hands, a young man suddenly knocked on his door, and he hastened to put away the sword and pretend to be at home.

The young man looked around the room, and finally stared at the only silver-white sword in the room, and said, "Master, I want that sword!"

The swordsmith casts more swords, and the person who buys the sword naturally has more contact, and he can distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of the sword, and naturally he can more or less see the attainments of the swordsmith, although he is just an ordinary swordsmith.

The swordsmith said: "This is just an ordinary steel sword, the sword is divided into iron sword, steel sword, pure steel sword, soft steel sword, green steel sword, and sword, with your current cultivation, you should pursue a green steel sword, with your achievements in the future, only the sword can match you." ”

The boy insisted, "I want this steel sword!"

The young man drew his sword and looked, the sword body faintly revealed the innocent sword, and the seal body under the guard was carved with the word "no other", the sword is a good sword, the name is good, and the shape is also handsome, the young man was pleased, and gave the swordsmith a very considerable amount of money, enough for him to retire, and he was about to leave the door.

The swordsmith was very entangled, and finally stopped the young man who had already walked to the door, and said, "Give me back your sword, and I'll give you another one, do you think it's feasible?"

The swordsmith dug open the ground in the room, took out a square sandalwood box from the ground, the box opened, it was a silver-white sword exactly the same as the young man's hand, the swordsmith and the young man exchanged swords, and said: "That is my ancestral iron sword, this 'no other' is my high imitation of it." ”

The young man drew his sword and saw that although it was an ordinary iron sword, it was not a hundred steel, and it was not a rare sword made of heaven and earth, but the innocent sword could not be hidden, and it came out of the sheath, and the sword guard was carved with the word "no self" under the seal, and the young man was very happy, and gave the swordsmith a lot of silver taels, and went happily.

After Zhang Qingfeng finished talking about the events of the year, he couldn't help but hug the gentle jade-like woman beside him on his thigh, kissed her cheek like the bright moon, and reached out to untie her clothes...... Sit and look at the mountains and rivers here, but feel that the water is the eye waves, and the mountains are the eyebrows.