The sun shines on Xu Beiyou, who has become an ice sculpture, mixed with blood, crystal clear, Xu Beiyou under this layer of blood-colored brilliance, the expression on his face is quite calm and calm, everything is lifelike, exuding a different and cruel beauty. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhiyun's tears, who were also drenched in blood, fell down in a line, covering his mouth with his hands and not daring to cry, for fear that as soon as he cried, Xu Beiyou would really not be able to come back.

Gongsun Zhongmou slowly walked in front of the ice, was silent for a while, and said: "I can't die, my apprentice's life is in my hands, and no one can take it." ”

As he spoke, Gongsun Zhongmou raised his right hand, put his index finger and middle finger into a sword finger, and said slowly: "The old man has practiced kendo for eighty years, and if he can kill people, he can naturally save people. ”

I saw Gongsun Zhongmou lightly wipe it, and a layer of solid ice was cut off by the sharp sword qi, without hurting the inside. You must know that the current Xu Beiyou has been integrated with the ice, and if he is not careful, he will be shattered into debris with the ice, and since Gongsun Zhongmou dares to make a move, he is completely sure.

Gongsun Zhongmou's sword fingers are linked, and the ice chips are flying, which is clearly a set of swordsmanship that is extremely clever, which seems to be open and closed, and it reveals caution, which can be said to be a big Malaysian golden knife between square inches.

It took more than half an hour, the ice on Xu Beiyou's body was all removed, Gongsun Zhongmou gave Xu Beiyou another breath of sword qi, channeled the qi in his body for him, and used it for another hour, the sword finger connected hundreds of points on Xu Beiyou's body, even if the realm was as profound as Gongsun Zhongmou's face was slightly pale, until Xu Beiyou's face became normal, and the pale color gradually receded, he let out a sigh, and then threw his apprentice into Zhiyun's arms, and said softly: "Okay, he will wake up in about half an hour, you watch." ”

Zhiyun, who finally landed on the ground with the stone in his heart, sat on the ground, hugged Xu Beiyou, wiped his tears, and burst into laughter.

It's okay.

Gongsun Zhongmou put away the two swords, not at all like the big devil who was ranked second on the most wanted list of the Demon Suppression Palace, and even less like the Sword Sect Master of the Nine Heavens Sword Immortal, like a diligent old farmer, he began to dispose of the corpses all over the ground, leaving this place to Xu Beiyou and Zhiyun.

Zhiyun looked at Xu Beiyou, who was sleeping quietly, hesitated, and cautiously stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the face leaning on his arms, but as soon as his fingertips touched the slightly cold skin, the girl who had just passed the cardamom years was like a frightened deer, quickly retracted her hand, her little face flushed, and she quickly lowered her head, as if Xu Beiyou would wake up immediately in the next moment.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, the first time it didn't work, the second time it was difficult to have the courage to make a move, Zhiyun didn't dare to stretch out his hand again, but began to look at Xu Beiyou up close for the first time, when she saw the thick calluses between Xu Beiyou's ten fingers, as well as those inconspicuous small scars on her wrists and forearms, she subconsciously looked at her hands.

A pair of hands with ten fingers that do not touch the spring water.

In her previous life, she had always lived in the Chonglong Temple, and she was especially lucky to be sheltered under the wings of the old master, how could she understand the hardships of the bottom world and the dangers of the rivers and lakes? For her, being reprimanded by the master and the birds she raised flew away, this was a big thing, and she had to be uncomfortable for several days in a row. And the destruction of Chonglongguan by the Dark Guard Mansion is no less than the collapse of the sky.

But in general, she was lucky, everyone in Chonglongguan died, only she survived, and the time before that was all spring.

After more than half an hour, Xu Beiyou woke up in a daze, and found that he was leaning on a soft and warm place, he seemed to have just slept a little, a little cold, and there was also an indescribable comfort, as if the qi in the body had grown more than one, although there was still a gap from the second-grade realm, but it was no longer comparable to the ordinary third-grade martial arts.

He rubbed it subconsciously.

The newly grown Zhiyun suddenly turned red to the back of the ear, and then from the ear to the neck, and the crystal skin on his face was almost dripping.

Xu Beiyou, who slowly and completely came to his senses, finally noticed that something was wrong, sat up suddenly, and looked back to see Zhiyun who was hanging his head down, and was immediately embarrassed.

For a moment, the ignorant little man and woman fell into an awkward silence that they didn't know how to deal with.

But no matter how embarrassing, this moment is destined to leave a strong mark in the memory of the two, if twenty years old is the spring of life, then the emotional heart at this time is the most enthusiastic blooming delicate flowers in the spring, white and flawless.

There is no scheming in the prime of life, there is no stakes involved in the twilight years, and there are just the purest and most sincere emotions of young people.

Gongsun Zhongmou, who was turning the last corpse into powder and dusting it in the distance, smiled slightly, straightened up, and sighed softly: "The young man doesn't know what it feels like to be sad, go up the next floor, go up the next floor." ”

is indeed a young man who doesn't know the taste of sorrow, Xu Beiyou didn't know what to say, Zhiyun's face was finally no longer so red, but he reached out and patted Xu Beiyou for the first time, his little face was puffed up, but he couldn't hide the smile between his eyebrows.

Gongsun Zhongmou, who was already pale and gray-haired, looked at this scene with a gloomy look.

There is loneliness in the gloom, as well as remembrance and reminiscence.

That year, the battle between Daomen and Sword Sect was imminent, and at this critical juncture, Xiao Shen, the elder of the Sword Sect, turned his back on the Sword Sect and secretly joined the command of his nephew Xiao Yu, and at the same time became the Sword Peak Peak Master of Daomen.

That year, Xiao Shen went on a killing spree on Lotus Peak, slaughtering the defenseless sword qi volley hall with his own hands.

The entire Sword Qi Lingkong Hall was almost slaughtered, and only Gongsun Zhongmou and the woman escaped with their lives.

Then it was even worse, the news that Shizun Shangguan Xianchen was punished by heaven came to death, and the Sword Sect became crumbling almost overnight, and then the Sword Sect and the White Lotus Sect were defeated like a mountain, and the Xiao Emperor and the Daomen and the Buddhism faction were about to win a big victory, and the crumbling Sword Sect finally collapsed, and the Daomen began to hunt down the remnants of the Sword Sect.

The two can only die together.

The world only knows that the two finally parted ways, and even died of old age and did not get along, but they did not know that the two had also been in each other's life and death predicaments again and again.

At that time, Gongsun Zhongmou was not as invincible as he is today, his cultivation was still shallow, and under the pursuit of the Demon Suppression Palace, it could not be said that he was panicked all day long, and he was also embarrassed, and even precarious.

That is, in the most difficult time, the two who already had a marriage contract became an official husband and wife.

There are no six ceremonies, no high hall, no relatives and friends, no sedan chairs, not even a wedding dress, only two people, two swords, two wedding candles and two pots of turbid wine, with heaven and earth as evidence, two hair entangled.

It was the summer of Gongsun Zhongmou's life, a summer day of scorching sun and stormy rain.

As for why it is a stranger, it is actually very simple, twenty years later, the woman is tired and doesn't want to continue running, and he can't give her a stability, when an opportunity to make her stable appears, the two will naturally end here.

After all, the enemy is not forgotten in the rivers and lakes.

Gongsun Zhongmou remembered the scene when they parted, and the two didn't say a word at that time, but just turned around resolutely. Now that I think about it, although sometimes it is a reason, why is it not young and vigorous?

Old and old, the evening is bleak, have you ever regretted it?

The wind is rising, and it has brought out a bit of the coolness of early autumn.

Gongsun Zhongmou looked at the young man and woman again, and muttered: "I know the taste of sorrow when I am old, and I want to talk about it, but I say that the weather is cool and autumn." ”