In the East Lake Annex, the woman is still standing by the lake, looking down at the undulating lake at her feet, her eyes are obscure. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Around her waist hung a round jade piece the size of a palm.

Before the monks in the world travel far away or retreat, they will often refine the life lamp with their natal essence blood, life and death are connected, if a person dies, the life lamp will be extinguished, and the life lamp will be placed in the sect, so that relatives and friends of the same sect can know their situation. The Sword Sect has been destroyed, and Gongsun Zhongmou and his wife naturally have no place to place the life lamp, so the husband and wife each refined a piece of jade that was at stake many years ago and exchanged them with each other.

There was a slight sound, and a clear crack appeared on the jade.

Zhang Xueyao followed the prestige, stunned, and watched as the jade bi split in half and fell at her feet, her face pale.

"Dead?" After a long time, Zhang Xueyao whispered to herself in disbelief: "Gongsun Zhongmou, you ...... Just gone?"

Zhang Xueyao squatted down, her hands trembled slightly, picked up the jade bi that was broken in half, bit her thin lip, and said in a sad voice: "Aren't you called Zhongmou, where have you got?

At this moment, she is no longer the princess who used to be high, just a poor woman who has lost her husband.

The two pieces of jade in the woman's hand slowly turned into powder and disappeared with the wind.

"Xue Yao. ”

Zhang Xueyao was looking at the powder in her hand in a daze, and suddenly heard the familiar and unfamiliar voice in her ears, suddenly raised her head, and when she saw the person, she burst into tears instantly.

There is a handsome son, with a gentle smile.

The two have studied together, walked the world together, suffered together, rebuilt the Sword Qi Lingkong Hall together, and married each other here.

Zhang Xueyao looked at the man in front of her stupidly, and said softly: "Gongsun Zhongmou." ”

The man's figure gradually faltered, as if it might dissipate in the wind at any moment, and he slowly floated over, stretching out his right hand, which had become illusory and transparent, as if trying to caress his wife's cheek.

Zhang Xueyao wiped the tears on her face, raised her face, closed her eyes, and smiled quietly.

The man's hand finally "stroked" the woman's face and said softly, "I'm leaving." ”

Then the body gradually blurred, turning into a stream of flowers and dissipating.

Zhang Xueyao opened her eyes, she didn't know whether to cry or laugh, her hands folded her sleeves and bent over, just like the husband and wife on the wedding night, and said softly: "Husband, let's go." ”

——

Gongsun Zhongmou died, there were no bones, and together with the demon suppression cone that pierced his chest, it turned into a little lucrative flower, completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

He left Xu Beiyou a Zhu Immortal, a Xuan Ming, a sword box, and a tripartite seal.

One of the seals is a token of Dust Leaf, and the other two are the seal of the Sword Sect Sect Master and the private seal of Gongsun Zhongmou.

Xu Beiyou collected his master's relics, put them all in the sword box, and carried the sword box on his back. As Gongsun Zhongmou said before he died, this sword box will be replaced by him in the future.

It's easy to carry a sword box, but it's hard to carry a sword sect.

In the process of Gongsun Zhongmou's last words just now, Murong Xuanyin had been standing far away, without saying a word, quietly watching his old friend leave.

It wasn't until Xu Beiyou carried the sword box behind him that Murong Xuanyin walked to Xu Beiyou's side and said slowly: "Autumn Leaves' killing intent has been decided, and even at the cost of self-destruction, he wants to use the demon suppression cone to kill Gongsun Zhongmou, then it is a helpless thing, and the immortals are difficult to save." ”

Xu Beiyou turned around and said in a low voice: "But no matter what, I still have to thank Senior Murong for coming to the rescue." ”

Murong Xuanyin waved his hand, "As far as I am concerned, Gongsun Zhongmou can't die, it's not that he has deep affection or not, it's just that the interests are at stake, and now that he is dead, I can only make plans early." But before that, I can give you one last ride, but you want to go to Jiangdu to see Zhang Xueyao?"

Xu Beiyou pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "I want to go back to the northwest to see someone first." ”

Murong Xuanyin didn't ask Xu Beiyou who he wanted to meet, he just flicked his sleeves and said a good word.

The next moment, a purple rainbow wrapped in Xu Beiyou and rose into the sky.

——

West Liangzhou, Thousand Buddha Cave.

The little monk looked up at the master who was standing on the shoulder of the tall Buddha statue, and asked in a loud voice, "Master, what are you doing standing so high?"

The middle-aged monk standing on the shoulder of the Buddha statue calmly replied, "Only by standing high can you see far." ”

The little monk asked again, "What's the use of seeing far?"

"You can go far if you see far. ”

"Master, you're leaving?"

"Hmm. ”

"Where are you going?"

"Go to Nishikawara. ”

"What are you doing in Nishikawara?"

"See a man. ”

"Who?"

"Han Xuan, Han Wenbi. ”

"Master, these are clearly two people, what is their relationship? brother?"

“......”

"Master, why don't you speak? Are they brothers after all?"

"This is a person, his surname is Han, his name is Xuan, and his character is Wenbi. ”

"Oh, I see. By the way, Master, the person who came a few days ago, why did he call you Sick Tiger, aren't you the Dragon King?"

"Sick Tiger is my nickname when I was an official in the court before, it was given by the first emperor, and the person you said also has such a nickname, called Human Cat, but now not many people dare to call him that. ”

"Master, are there many people in the court who have nicknames like you? ”

"There were a lot of them back then, but now I'm afraid there aren't many, except for the two of us, there are still ghost monkeys and eagles. ”

"Master...... After you meet that Han Xuan, you won't be a dragon king, but a sick tiger?"

The middle-aged monk was silent for a long time, touched the blue and black hair stubble on the top of his head that had not been shaved for some days, and said slowly: "Maybe." ”

——

Ye Fu came to an uninvited guest today.

That is, it is an uninvited guest, so many are evil guests, and a high-level family like the Ye family wants to visit, not to mention that it has to be prepared a few days in advance, then it is necessary to submit a famous post, but the person in front of him not only did not have a famous post, but also carried a green bamboo fishing rod, and opened his mouth to see the Ye family.

The Ye family's concierge can be regarded as self-contained, but he still can't help but roll his eyes. That is something that ordinary people can see? No matter whether you are the Three Princes and Nine Emperors, or the high-ranking lords, even if you are a noble of the Heavenly Family, it is all the same, in all fairness, even the old lady and the old man may not be able to see it!

Just when the porter wanted to turn away this uninvited guest, the housekeeper hurriedly came out and opened the middle door to welcome the distinguished guest.

In the stunned eyes of the gatekeeper, this person carried a bamboo pole and walked into the door of Ye's house generously.

Entering the back house, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi stood with his hands in his hands, obviously waiting for a long time.

The visitor put down the fishing rod on his shoulder, arched his hand and said with a smile: "There is a real person from Lao Zhangjiao to greet him, and Xiao is terrified." ”

Qiu Ye, who changed out of his robe and put on a regular home clothes, smiled lightly: "I haven't seen you for decades, Huaiyu is still the same style." ”

The surname is Xiao, Huaiyu.

The identity of the person who came is self-evident, it is the current master of Wei, Xiao Jin and Xiao Huaiyu.

Calculating his age, Xiao Jin is now about to be in his prime, but now he looks like he is only forty years old, worthy of the four characters of Yushu Linfeng, with an elegant book, and with that extremely noble and illustrious prince, it is enough to make countless women's hearts sway.

There is a huge lake in the Ye family's mansion, which is not dug by hand, but when the Ye family built the mansion, it was enclosed in the mansion, and the two sat on the lake to fish.

Xiao Jin threw the fishing hook into the lake, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the real person who has been teaching for finally getting rid of the stubborn disease that has been around for decades." ”

Autumn Leaves' face was calm, "Illness comes like a mountain, illness goes like a thread, Huaiyu said this, it's too early to say." ”

Xiao Jin looked at the lake, "Oh?

Qiu Ye held a purple bamboo fishing rod in his hand, slowly released the line, and said: "Gongsun Zhongmou's death does not mean that the Sword Sect is dead, if the Qingchen back then was the rotten meat inside the Daomen, then the Sword Sect is an external sword wound, and the external injury is easy to treat, I am afraid that someone will want to take this opportunity to cut another wound on this wound, and add to the injury." ”

Perhaps because the fish in this lake have been hungry for too long, after a few words, Xiao Jin's fishing rod has begun to tremble, and he began to walk the fish lightly, while softly sighing: "My nephew, but his ambition is not small." ”

Akiba said flatly: "Young man, he is a young man who has a starting point comparable to the sky, and his heart is bigger, which is not a strange thing." ”

Xiao Jin pulled the fishing rod in his hand suddenly, and a bright red carp jumped out of the lake.

He took the swaying and struggling red carp off the hook, put it into the lake again, and said with a smile: "Go to the dragon early, don't roam the rivers and lakes." It is necessary to know that under the fragrant bait, the tentacle is a hook. ”