The small fence yard is full of chrysanthemums.

Chrysanthemums of various colors.

These chrysanthemums are about to bloom.

This is Lin Leier's grandmother's home, and it is also Lin Leier's home.

The soft sunlight shone in the small courtyard, and Lin Lei'er's grandmother was carefully picking up the chrysanthemums in the small courtyard, as if she was caressing her own child.

Lin Lei'er stood alone at the door of the fenced courtyard, staring into the distance, her long eyelashes covering her already moist eyes.

She suddenly shouted into the distance, "Brother, will you come back to see me?"

Zhou Jinyu had already walked away, and Lin Leier didn't expect Zhou Jinyu to be able to hear it, and she would answer her so firmly.

"Definitely. ”

Lin Lei'er shouted again: "Sister Lan, what about you?"

"I'll definitely be back too. ”

Will they definitely come back?

Lin Lei'er thought that they would, because she thought that Zhou Jinyu had the Mo Evil Sword enough to compete with Yelu Hanyan.

So she smiled, she smiled sweetly, she was satisfied.

Her tears were happy at the moment.

Her happiness is simple and easily satisfying, so she is happy.

It's early autumn.

Scattered leaves have begun to appear on the ground.

The two horses walked side by side, neither fast nor slow.

Zhou Jinyu carried two swords on his back, one was the Chengying Sword, and the other was given to him by Lin Lei'er's grandmother.

She said that the reason why the famous sword is a famous sword is because it follows the right owner, otherwise the famous sword is just scrap copper and rotten iron.

The sword that Lin Leier's grandmother gave to Zhou Jinyu is a famous sword.

The texture of the sword body is extremely unusual, engraved with the sun, moon and stars.

No one would have thought that Mo Xie Jian had spent hundreds of years quietly in Xiangxi, still in the hands of an old woman.

Lin Lei'er's grandmother did not say the origin of this sword.

Because she doesn't know either.

She only knew that the Mo Evil Sword was her dowry, which was passed down to her by her mother, and before that, the sword was passed on to her mother by her grandmother.

She doesn't have a daughter, she only has Lin Lei'er.

She knew the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, so she no longer wanted to pass on this sword to Lin Lei'er, so she gave her dowry to those who really needed it.

In short, the Mo Evil Sword is now on Zhou Jinyu's back.

Zhou Jinyu's mood is happy, because the victory or defeat of the decisive battle between the masters is only a millimeter.

And now the sword in his hand will no longer be suppressed by the evil aura on Yelu's smoky Chixiao sword.

He finally has the capital to compete with Yelu Hanyan.

Along the way, Lan Yaqiu didn't talk much, and she seemed to be anxious at the moment.

She lowered her head and looked at the horsehair.

Sometimes she sighed softly, sometimes she bit her lip.

She's worried, but what is she worried about?

Because she loves Zhou Jinyu deeply, she is worried.

She hoped that Zhou Jinyu would find the Mo Evil Sword, but when the Mo Evil Sword was on Zhou Jinyu's back, she was extremely worried.

There will be victory and defeat in the decisive battle.

Who will win? Who will lose?

Lan Yaqiu suddenly spoke: "Are you going to find Yelu Hanyan now?"

Zhou Jinyu groaned, and only after half a sound did he slowly say, "I still have one thing to do." ”

Lan Yaqiu said, "What's the matter?"

Zhou Jinyu said: "The Chengying Sword is the family heirloom sword of Ye Can's predecessors, and I want to return it back, after all, I said that I was borrowing." ”

Since he didn't immediately go to Yelu Hanyan, Lan Yaqiu relaxed a little.

At this moment, she cherishes every minute and second that Zhou Jinyu accompanies her.

She hoped that before Zhou Jinyu went to Yelu Hanyan for a decisive battle, she would have enough time to help him prepare and enough time to express her love for him.

She was afraid, she was afraid that Zhou Jinyu would never come back if she went, after all, she was a woman.

She remembered Xiao Yanagi's words, if Zhou Jinyu was worried about the real enemy, she would definitely lose.

And the person Zhou Jinyu is looking for this time is the real enemy, because he is Yelu Hanyan.

Lan Yaqiu can't let Zhou Jinyu be worried, a little more worry will be more dangerous, she must not let Zhou Jinyu be distracted in the decisive battle.

All Lan Yaqiu has to do is encouragement and support.

She said nothing, asked no more, she had kept all her worries in her heart.

She began to laugh again, reluctantly, trying not to let Zhou Jinyu see her worries, she wanted Zhou Jinyu to go to the decisive battle with Yelu Hanyan in the best state.

When Zhou Jinyu won, they went to see Lin Leier together, and then found a place to build a fenced courtyard, plant chrysanthemums in the courtyard, and live their own lives.

Lan Yaqiu's worries and efforts, Zhou Jinyu saw them all.

He has nothing but gratitude.

How could he not be concerned?

However, he had to go to find Yelu Hanyan to take revenge.

Autumn in Suzhou seems to have come earlier, and the leaf tips are already slightly yellowing.

The wind is blowing, and there is already a hint of coolness.

The river in Suzhou is still the same as when Zhou Jinyu first came.

It still flows quietly, slowly.

It flows through the streets, over the stone bridges, and through the hearts of people.

The moss-covered stone steps submerged into the river, and above the stone steps was Ye Can's small courtyard before his death.

The small courtyard is surrounded by high walls, but the courtyard is small.

The door is still dark, but it is rarely opened.

Zhou Jinyu walked to the dark door and knocked lightly a few times, waiting for someone to open the door.

But after a long time, the door still did not open.

Zhou Jinyu knocked a few more tentatively.

The door finally opened.

It was Ji Chu who opened the door, she looked a lot haggard, her skin became shriveled, and her eyes began to sunken.

Who knows the pain she endured?

No one had knocked on her door in a long time, so she had to listen more often to see if someone was really coming.

She couldn't think of anyone coming to her house.

The once warm courtyard is now so cold.

It's hard for anyone to accept.

But no matter how difficult it is to accept the reality, people still have to live strongly, and human beings have survived to this day, which is probably the real reason.

Ji Chu recognized it as Zhou Jinyu, and she barely cheered up her spirits and welcomed them into the small courtyard.

She didn't ask, she seemed to be indifferent to everything, she was waiting for Zhou Jinyu to speak.

Ji Chu seems to have lost interest in life, but even because of Ye Can's death, it won't make her what she is now.

Something else must have happened to her, and that thing must have been painful and had been tormenting her.

That kind of torture must be more painful than the pain of bereavement.

Zhou Jinyu didn't ask, he couldn't bear to ask anymore.

He slowly removed the sword from his back, the Shadow Sword.

Then he handed it over with his sword in both hands.

Ji Chu's gaze was empty, and she didn't go to pick up the sword.

Zhou Jinyu said softly: "Senior Ji, I'm here to return the sword." ”

Zhou Jinyu's hand was held all the time.

After half a ring, Ji Chu said slowly: "The sword was given to you by him, and you don't have to return it." ”

Zhou Jinyu said: "In vain, the younger generation is really uneasy. ”

Ji Chu said: "You have to use this sword to take revenge, killing Yelu Hanyan is to avenge my husband." ”

When she mentions her husband again, her eyes are still hollow.

She doesn't cry anymore, she doesn't have tears anymore.

Zhou Jinyu muttered: "The juniors came this time to find Yelu Hanyan to take revenge, and the juniors have already obtained the Mo Evil Sword, so the juniors of the Ye seniors must return the sword." ”

Ji Chu seemed to have something to say.

However, her words were interrupted.

The voice of the speaker was low, but it was the voice of a young woman.

"Since you have to pay it back, leave it to me. ”

She paused slightly and then said, "Because this sword is still useful to me." ”

She finished speaking, and walked out of the west wing.

The black Luo shirt is dotted with bright red roses, and three thousand green silk is casually draped over the shoulders.

Her face is pointy but white.

Pale.