Luoyang Imperial Capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Reading Pavilion.

The national teacher Xuan Shangyu is quiet on weekdays, and he has nothing to do, so he comes to this pavilion to write poems and writes, and the shaking of his head is not like a national teacher, like a suave scholar.

"Come, come, let me read. ”

Folding the fan and opening the compound, the purple-shirted national teacher looked at the flowers in the Yuelai Pavilion, twisted his fingers, and actually twisted a grain of flying sand that flew from nowhere, and looked at it carefully, Xuan Shangyu was pitying, and he still gently rubbed his fingertips and wiped out the yellow sand.

"I see pity, I see pity. The purple-shirted master smiled, picked up the pen, and with a bang, waved the pen on the square inch paper, and wrote a short line of poems.

"The pond fish giant que, the dragon crosses the dragon gate, and the black dragon and the white phoenix kill the heavens and people. The shark fox is in red and cries with a sword, there is no beauty in the world. ”

Xuan Shangyu closed the fan and said with a smile, "There is one more person on the fan." ”

On this day, the purple-shirted master floated out of the imperial capital and went straight to the northern plains, breaking all the red flowers all the way, and no one knew why.

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Yi Xiao and the three of them looked at the red clothes that were incomparable to the immortals, and they only felt that the yellow sand was flying in the sky, and it was difficult to hide their peerless elegance.

Song Zhi was stupid, and said in despair, "What the hell, how good it would be if it was a woman?"

Yi Xiao scolded with a smile, "Look at your ......" but he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and sighed in a low voice, "It's just that your temper is a little worse." ”

The six-foot sword box floated across the chest of the red clothes, and the red light on the box gradually dissipated, the red phoenix turned into a white phoenix, and the black dragon returned to hideous.

The wind rose again, and the black hair of the clouds danced like ink, covering the eyes. She lightly held the sword box and dragged it in the palm of her hand, the sword box originally rang non-stop, and as soon as it came into contact with the red clothes, it quieted down, like a spiritual baby.

Then she gently patted the sword box, and the next second the sword box fell to the ground, the quicksand was covered, and the sword box sunk by itself, and there was no trace to be seen.

She is already the master of the sword, and the sword box has a heart, under one thought, the sword box can sink into the yellow sand ten miles, and under one thought, the sword box can be followed by the land. The black dragon and the white phoenix can break through the ground with a raised hand.

Yi Xiao looked at the red-clothed woman in black who was fluttering not far away, and walked towards the unconscious black-clothed woman step by step, feeling relieved, thinking that the red-clothed had finally found the long-lost clansman, although the process was tortuous...... Although it is not a little bit of twists and turns, the result is always good.

Mu Huanyan, who was unconscious in the yellow sand, slowly regained consciousness, and if he didn't start his swordsmanship, he would be no different from ordinary people. Tuo Yunyu placed the sword box and turned to look at Aunt Mu in the yellow sand.

The black-clothed figure saw the face of the cloud clearly, stunned, lowered his head, his long hair was blown up, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

There were tears flowing, Mu Huanyan clenched his teeth, but he couldn't stop the choked sound in his throat, and the ten fingers of his hands tightly clasped the loose sand.

The two were no more than ten paces apart.

The wind suddenly rose, and the yellow sand covered the sky.

Yi Xiao was a little dazzled, and couldn't help but reach out to rub the sand in her eyes.

There was a sword clanging and swept through the air.

At that moment, an ominous premonition rose in Yi Xiao's heart, how sharp was the intuition of the Eight Phases of Heaven and Man?

"Not good!"

The yellow sand boiled, and there was a sword wailing.

The Mu family's swordsmanship is the secret skill of the Mu family in the eight great families, and each generation of the nine swords of the Mu family has mastered the swordsmanship.

The broken sword not far away was instructed by the mind, and it flew up like lightning and disappeared suddenly.

Mu Huanyan, who was clothed in black, rushed forward with tears and laughter, his long hair was like ink, and his eyes were full of sadness.

The next moment, the two embraced.

The figure of the cloud was stunned, and the tip of the broken sword pierced from behind.

Her eyebrows rose slightly, and when she looked down, the broken sword sank into her chest, piercing the two of them.

The long black hair fell, and the broken sword stopped wailing.

One sword, two people.

And scarlet blood dripping from the yellow sand.

Bottle Yunqing's throat trembled, and a sword sealed his heart, which should have been a pain of a thousand cuts, but he couldn't feel it numbly at this moment, and the absurdity that rose in his heart was stronger than blood.

Countless glimpses flashed in my mind.

Tsun Yunyu's throat was sweet, and she swallowed the blood, she clearly saw the poignant crying face, and felt the hands behind her back force again, and the tip of the sword again.

The two hugged each other at once, and even the blood gathered and flowed together, through the broken sword.

But it was obviously a pain from a sword piercing the heart, but it didn't seem to be anything. It seemed that there was something more painful, making Hongyi'er feel uncomfortable in his chest.

It's Aunt Mu's words.

Aunt Mu rested her head lightly on Zhu Yunqing's shoulder, and whispered in her ear, "Little red clothes." Will you be in pain, will you be sad, you also know that it is not good to pierce your heart with a sword......"

The voice gradually became smaller, and finally it was as inaudible as a mosquito sound, "But you...... There's no heart, so we don't matter at all, do we......"

Tsuru Yunqing's brain went blank, and the crying face on his shoulder grinned silently, and then slipped down, leaned back heavily, and fell into the yellow sand.

The red cloth trembled his hand and touched the mouth of the broken sword.

It was bloody.

It was empty.

She remembered what Yi Xiao said, every heaven and man is a disease.

What is her illness?

Tsuru Yunyu's hands trembled, and his face turned pale.

At the broken sword in her chest, she couldn't touch her heart.

......

The yellow sand was all over the sky, and an old man in black was leading a white horse, and a little girl was lying on the ground.

The little girl was born extremely cute, like a porcelain doll. The big eyes are watery, and he is muttering at the moment. She was extremely talented, and she felt the abnormality from a distance of more than ten miles.

There seemed to be someone injured there, but the person's soul breath was very gentle, not like a bad person.

"Master, it looks like someone is injured there. ”

The old man's face was compassionate, he lowered his head and led the horse, and said with a low smile in the yellow sand, "Mingzhu'er, we can't cure this disease, don't go and make trouble for others." ”

The little girl named Mingzhu'er bit her lip, "Master, Master, didn't you say that saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter?

The old man shook his head helplessly, he was in vain...... Sheng Xuan Dan is a nine-grade pill, containing infinite vitality, don't say that a raw Xuan Dan is a ground Sheng Xuan Dan powder, which is worth a thousand gold. No number of royals and nobles can ask for one.

He is a great Dan saint who walks the world, and he is extremely spoiled disciples, and now he is naturally not worth mentioning to give away a raw Xuan Dan.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered, "This person is a shark and fox, but she doesn't even have a heart, what's the use of giving her a raw Xuandan? How many more days can she live?"

Mingzhu'er shook her huge horse's head, but she refused to spare the old man, "Master, you are stingy, slamming the door, and saying that you will listen to me when you go out...... What else do you say about hanging pots to help the world! I, I, I, I ...... I won't come out with you in the future!"

Seeing that the apprentice was angry, the old man hurriedly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, it's all up to you." It's just a raw Xuandan, it's sent, it's sent!"

The old man smiled helplessly, he regarded this disciple as a treasure in his palm, how could he bear not to agree to her request? Not to mention that a mere raw pill was really not in his eyes for himself.

After speaking, with a wave of his sleeves, he took out a raw Xuandan, ready to send it through the air.

The next moment, the old man's face changed.

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