The sun is high, and the spring sun shines warmly on the wooden houses on the top of the mountain, and the air smells sweet with the scent of unknown flowers.

The young man sat at the stone table in the courtyard, opened the letter, and looked at it carefully, word by word. The one-armed old man leaned quietly against the door, taking small sips of the bad wine in the jug.

The courtyard was silent, except for the cuckoo cry that sounded from time to time in the mountains and forests. On the letter, the line of Juanxiu font allows the person who reads the letter to see the letter writer:

"Qing Tong Wufu:

Youwei is stupid, you and I are husband and wife, and we have been snuggling with each other for nearly half a year. There are thousands of circumstances, strange and strange, and it is very fortunate to steal.

In fact, I still don't know why I have the courage to stand beside you and raise my eyebrows at the powerful when we met in the past, and I can't believe what Youwei did in the first half of her life, accumulating countless blessings in exchange for the meeting with you.

My life has not been smooth, on the contrary, it should be counted as full of twists and turns. Only after meeting you, even if all kinds of things are not less, but always have peace of mind. As long as you stand by her side and hold my hand, Youwei can feel that she is not afraid of anything, I can ignore the warmth and coldness of the world, and I don't have to be in it anymore. Later, my world will only have a green mountain, a few wooden houses, and no need to worry about firewood, rice, oil and salt, just a warm world that you have drawn for me.

For the first time, I belonged, because I could tell myself that where you are, is my home.

However, I also know that Youwei's life is making you pay the price.

I had to choose to leave. Because, just as you love me, I love you too. If it were you, would you allow Vicky to trade your life for yours? No, none of us.

As for leaving, I told Simon's seniors, not only after you came back, but also after you discussed, and it was not a willful thing, and it was not a violation of the promise you made to you before you left. Of course, this time it was Youwei who chewed the words and played a scoundrel. You've been a scoundrel so many times, and you lied to me once about dying with me, and I'm willful this time, isn't it too much?

Before leaving, Simon's predecessor told me everything. Don't blame Simon's seniors, let alone be angry with him. The predecessors of Ximen have been by my side because of the affairs of Jiuqu County, and they have done so many things for us, and this time they will protect you and even ...... In short, I left this matter, it has nothing to do with my predecessors, I am forced to die, and he can't stop me.

Similarly, Qing Tong, if you come to chase me, you can only chase back one corpse.

Please rest assured, Vicky has no intention of giving up this life, and Uvella will work very hard to live. At this time, it will also be hard work. You have to work very hard to complete the remaining four things, and work very hard to complete your path to becoming an immortal, and I have always believed that you can do it. By the time you're done, you might have a way to save me.

By the way, I have already recognized Simon's predecessor as my father-in-law. If you can't pull your face down, it's business as usual.

Finally, as a wife, I would like to tell you some more things. Qingtong, you always feel that you have dragged down the people around you and hurt the people around you, but in fact, the people around you have never felt this way. Don't run away from it in the future, you have a skill, there are still many things you need to do, and there are many people you can help with. You who hide with me in this mountain, escaping everything, are not worthy to be my hero.

My hero of the world, whose name should have spread throughout the continent, is so here I am

When any corner of the continent called him softly, everyone would put down what they were doing and look into the distance with admiration.

So, please live well and fulfill my 'little' wish......

Remember, Tong, you are not a scourge. At the very least, I'm the proof. After meeting you, every day of my life is happier than the day before.

I'm not afraid of you, I love you so much. I'm also glad that I'm loved by you.

That's it, I'm gone. ”

The young man sat at the table in silence for a long time. He was stunned for a long time, and finally began to carefully fold and put away the letter. He looked into the distance, the sun was warm, but unfortunately he couldn't bask in the good sun with her. Is this farewell really just a separation? Feng Qingtong's heart was cold, and his eyes were empty:

"You know, you know...... You can't live without me......"

His heart was so depressed that he gritted his teeth and leaned against the stone table to cover the piercing wound that had begun to sting again.

"You should know too...... There is no point in my life without you......"

"It's really cunning, what do you say about becoming an immortal, what do you say about heroes, your little wish is just to let me live alone, right?"

Ximen hunched his back, slowly walked to Feng Qingtong, who was physically and mentally exhausted, and patted the young man's shoulder, he was also a little stunned, and sighed:

"I can't help it...... The moon is full and lacking, and people are hot÷ books are scattered ......"

Feng Qingtong put away the letter, exhaled, and slowly recovered.

After the incident of the Western Mountain, Feng Qingtong's temperament added a touch of gloom.

"Senior, I can only trouble you to catch up with Youwei. ”

Simon Yin shook his head, his face bitter. I opened the flask and took another sip of wine:

The girl was forced to die, and her expression was resolute. It's not a good thing that I forcibly chased her back. ”

Feng Qingtong hung the golden sword sealed in the letter on his waist again:

"You don't have to chase her back, please find her and keep her safe. ”

Feng Qingtong looked at the north:

"Han Jia...... Ximen, if there is a place where it is possible to save Youwei, it is only the Han family......"

Ximen Yin frowned, saw Feng Qingtong looking to the north in a daze, and asked tentatively:

"Zhenbei Jurisdiction?"

Feng Qingtong nodded.

"But I haven't heard that there is a healing holy hand in the jurisdiction of Zhenbei that is surnamed Han?"

Feng Qingtong raised his hand and held it weakly, the Luoyun long sword hanging next to the bed had already been psychic, and flew straight to Feng Qingtong's right hand, which was grasped by Feng Qingtong in his hand.

"I only trouble the senior of Ximen to take Youwei to Wanjun Mountain, and tell Mr. Han in the mountain that Feng Qingtong had saved Bai Lingjun's life in the past, and asked him to do his best to save Youwei. ”

Although he knew that Yu Youwei's body was damaged by the primordial, no matter how powerful the divine doctor was, there was no way to do it. But at the same time, Yu Youwei's body has only reached this point because of poisoning after all, and the world uses poison, Feng Qingtong doesn't believe that it can surpass the Han family. Let Yu Youwei live in Wanjun Mountain, which is a thousand times safer than wandering around.

Feng Qingtong's face was tangled, and he said:

"If the Han family can't protect Youwei's life, please also ask the seniors to inform me to see her for the last time. This matter means too much to me, so I ask my seniors to agree. ”

Ximen Yin nodded: "I also understand the infatuation between men and women." ”

Feng Qingtong spit out another breath of turbidity, suddenly flipped the long sword in his hand, held it with both hands, and knelt down in front of Ximen Yin:

"Senior Ximen, the Bixue Sword, which was finally among the artifacts, was destroyed by Feng Qingtong's hands. This Luoyun sword of mine, although I can't recognize the Lord again, and I can't communicate with my predecessors, but after all, it is also an artifact, please accept it!"

Ximen Yin was stunned, he didn't expect Feng Qingtong to come out like this. He bowed his body and tapped the snow-white long sword lightly, with a smile on his face:

"Give it to me?"

Feng Qingtong nodded, and his tone was firm:

"Yes!"

The smile on Ximenyin's face became more and more exaggerated, and he said three "good" words in a row, but after speaking, he was already extremely angry and scolded:

"You Feng Qingtong, is it really the more you live, the more you go back?! The day you and I first met, who said that in the hands of swordsmen, all swords have spirits, and you can't leave them at will?! Today is good, your own sword is going to be given away? Just because of your own guilt? Lao Tzu said, I don't blame you for this injury, I have followed you for so long, and I am willing to follow you for so long, and you have been a deaf ear? ! My Ximen Yin's talent is far inferior to you, my cultivation is not the best, and my swordsmanship is not exquisite, and you really can't listen to a word of my words?!"

"The more you live, the more bastards you are!No wonder the girl is leaving, you are so angry, it seems that you are not even a swordsman?!"

Simon was so angry that his face was red, he stomped his feet, and roared angrily:

"Lao Tzu has a sword!"

A remnant soldier who may not even be as good as a magic weapon broke out of the wooden house at the foot of the mountain, and the brilliance was dim, but it also drew a light mark from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and fell into the hands of this one-armed middle-aged man.

When the broken sword started, Ximen Yin's qi changed, not that it was much stronger, but that swordsman charm would make Feng Qingtong, who was also a swordsman, awe-inspiring.

"Lao Tzu has only this one sword in his life!"

Feng Qingtong stood up silently, lowered his head, and didn't explain anything:

"I'm sorry to disappoint my seniors......"

Ximen Yin turned around, as if he didn't want to see Feng Qingtong's appearance. He pinned the broken sword to his waist, picked up the flask and drank the wine, and took advantage of the situation to raise the flask and swing:

"I'm looking for a girl, let's go!"

Feng Qingtong looked at the swaying back, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke:

"Senior, what can Qingtong do for you?"

The one-armed man stopped, rubbed his head with a wine jug, stood for a long time, and sighed:

"At the Famous Sword Conference, there are always some things I can't put down, but it's a pity that the sword is broken, and I don't have that heart. ”

He raised his head and poured the wine hard, which was a pity after all.

"Whatever you want, you don't have to force it. ”

Some of the hunchbacked ones wore dim green shirts, with their backs to Feng Qingtong, and gradually moved away on the way down the mountain.

Feng Qingtong was holding the letter in his arms, the golden sword on his waist lit up slightly, behind him was a wooden house that had already had feelings, and under his feet was a mountain belonging to three people. The young man in white had red eyes, knelt down on one knee with his sword in his hand, and said softly:

"Father, thank you ......"

......

After a long time, the invisible figure of Simon was no longer seen. Feng Qingtong stood up, looked at the long sword in his hand, and seemed to see the figure of another elder. He looked confused, and said in a guilty voice:

"Master, I've bothered you......"

The young man who has been away from home for a long time and wants to leave home looks up at the sky:

"Haven't you risen for me?"