The wind breathed and sighed, and the earth was depressed, as if this dusk was also sympathetic to the two sisters who were destined to be ruthless. should have been in the same air, but the enemy was on the other side.

Gu Huang was jealous of the evil king Wangu Lou, so he had no choice but to let Qinghuang score three points. With a sense of anger, he led the men and horses to retreat.

The sunset fell on the cuckoo's bloody white clothes, which was particularly poignant. She went, and she didn't look back. but with his ears he hearkened to her steps. heart, miss her appearance. When I can't hear it at all, my heart is relieved. Gu Qinghuang walked towards Zhou Yi and said with a light smile, "We met again so soon!"

Zhou Yi also smiled back, "I didn't expect it either!"

Gu Qinghuang backhanded his sword, looked at the nine sins mentioned by Zhou Yi, but said, "The legend of Qin Jian's entrenchment, how much have you inherited?"

"The legend of the entrenchment has ended with me, and I have lived up to the reputation of Qin Jian's invincibility. Zhou Yi sighed.

Gu Qinghuang asserted, "Ye Guanxing's sword should be so extraordinary. You lost in the hands of thrift, and you are forgivable. Legend has it that the trench is unstoppable, and it is difficult for anyone in the world to match it. Even the four gods of Kaihuang, who were famous for a while, may not be able to win! Although Jian is not a master in the world, he is not so lightly broken with this sword, can you let me take a look at the broken sword. ”

"If a broken sword dies, it will be buried in the dust. Why bother, let it come out again!" Zhou Yi refused.

"The sword is the same as the man, and the death should be famous. Li Dai Tao stiff, isn't it wrong!" Gu Qinghuang said.

If it is true, what can it be? If it is false, what should it be? But Gu Qinghuang's words made Zhou Yi think a lot.

Gu Qinghuan was unwilling to be difficult and said goodbye to Zhou Yi. Before leaving, he said, "The sword is not the name of the sword, and the person is not the name of the person." Right and wrong are reversed, and it is difficult for people to understand the sword!"

There are too many secrets hidden in the night. So, so dark!

Zhou Yi came to the shrine with a shovel and buried the sword grave. Dig away the dust and reveal the box containing the sword! Zhou Yi took it out and brought it back to the god's house. Carefully put it on the table, open it and take out the trench. The broken trench is like a lost man, decadent. Zhou Yi looked at the fracture carefully, and it was uneven! The craftsmanship of the sword was not superior. Is this really not a trench, why is it so similar? Does Master know, and if so, why would he hand over the fake trench to me!

The fire was fierce, and the candle body was defeated. Burning to the end, is the darkness continuing, or the light coming. Conspiracy, like this red candle. Zhou Yi stared at it and seemed to have figured it out!

Lying in bed and thinking, thinking about the sword. A person, welling up in the mind. The snow is six out, and it will definitely be learned.

There was no one in sight, and the obese child circled to greet him. Singing in the air, heaven and earth rejoicing together!

Xue Liu heard about it and went out. They looked at each other, but they just smiled indifferently. The world seemed to be silent, and there was no word for a moment. And just like that, time seemed to stand still. The time of flow will not be the same as always, and Xue Liuchu is slowly approaching Zhou Yi. The people on the other side were like flying snow, cold and stiff.

In front of him, looking at Zhou Yi who was standing quietly, Xue Liuchu called out softly, "Mr. Yi." "A word is like an ice water empowerment, cold and pumping.

His eyes rippled with the front, and Zhou Yi said worriedly, "Snow Maiden." ”

"Sir, is there something to find me?" Yukiroku debuted.

Zhou Yi was a little embarrassed to be asked this question. But he still spouted, "I know that you are well versed in sword forging and have a high opinion of swords." I want you to make a sword for me. ”

Xue Liuchu knew that he had something to do, but why should he care when people came to him. Xue Liuchu said briskly: "Sir, don't talk about a sword, even if it is a thousand or ten thousand, it is insignificant." Where's the sword?"

"I need to ask the Snow Maiden to move to me!" Zhou Yi said.

Parallel footsteps, in the mountain road of Qixia. The flying giant bird haunted the two. When he came to the shrine, Zhou Yi took the trench and carefully spread it on the stage. Xue Liuchu leaned over to take a look, and then picked up and examined it after his eyes wandered over the sword body. His eyebrows furrowed, and he said, "If this sword is annihilated, then its material is too inferior." Besides, Zhang Jiuhe and his father had many contacts and compared their casting skills. I also know a little bit about his casting method. This sword is not the Nine Crane Casting Method. ”

The thunder of the day is terrifying, I have doubts, but I don't want to be true. Now, if you have another witness, you have to believe it. Everything, the expected surprise. Zhou Yi was speechless and thoughtless for a while.

"Sir, sir. Two soft calls, waking up from worry. Zhou Yi asked again: "Can you really be sure that this sword is really not forged by Zhang Jiuhe." ”

Xue Liuchu could see Zhou Yi's thoughts, but he couldn't drown out right and wrong. Said slowly: "In addition to my father's casting method, I am most familiar with Zhang Jiuhe's casting method. Although this sword is superior, it is not the extreme. The power of the four famous casters is not limited to this. It is the pinnacle of the pinnacle and the work of fame. But I should be able to forge this sword before me. Subsequently, Xue Liuchu commented on the sword and pointed out the deficiencies one by one. Zhou Yi became more and more confused and lost his way the more he listened.

For the sword to pile the grave, it is not the sword that is sacrificed, but the love of the master. At the beginning, I felt so guilty. Now, what is this? In the face of the broken sword in front of him, he only hated how ignorant he was. The fire in the heart ignites the mind.

Suddenly, Zhou Yi found out the love Guan Qin. hugged the piano to the open space and broke it angrily. The snow that came out was shocked, but he didn't dare to come closer. Find something that ignites a fire, and cover it with fodder. A moment later, the flames burst into flames. Zhou Yi re-entered the divine dwelling, took out the broken trench and threw it into the fire.

The face in the firelight collapsed suddenly. Burning the qin and burning the sword, burning to the sky with his own thoughts. Depressed and howled, followed by self-deprecation, "Burning the piano and cooking cranes laughing at anyone, I am also an idiot." ”

In ancient times, there were people who burned the qin and boiled cranes, and they destroyed the heavens. At this time, the person who burned the qin and the sword laughed and sighed ignorance. The body of the piano faded, but the sword remained. However, the sword has been dyed black, and the lines are unknown. No matter how ruthless he cares, he still leaves this broken sword beyond recognition. Zhou Yi burned the qin to prove that he knew, but he burned the sword but wanted to deceive himself. Contradictions are deeply rooted in our hearts.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was a little calm, Xue Liu approached and asked, "Sir, what do you mean?"

Zhou Yi said: "This sword is a trench!"

Xue Liuchu couldn't hear the meaning, and said with concern, "Mr. Liuchu knows." However, isn't it fortunate that the famous sword is not dead?"

Zhou Yi listened to it, and became even more crazy. He said loudly, "Fortunately, fortunately, it would be even more fortunate if this sacred dwelling was burned down together." ”

Xue Liuchu seemed to know that he had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said, "It's Liuchu who said the wrong thing!"

Looking at the sad eyes of his family, Zhou Yi didn't dare to raise his voice. He only said lightly, "It's not that you're wrong, it's that I'm wrong." Please come here and see me abrupt, I really shouldn't be. ”

When Xue Liu saw him talking like this, he smiled and said, "Sir, remember the flute that gave me." ”

Zhou Yi said: "Of course. ”

Xue Liuchu took out the flute from his sleeve, held it flat in front of Zhou Yi's eyes and said, "Sir, would you like to listen to a song?"

Zhou Yi was surprised: "It's not that you don't understand music?"

Xue Liuchu smiled and said, "I don't understand, you can learn." Sir, it sounds like advice!"

Beauty, although it is a beginner, has a different kind of Yalu Youxuan. With the sound of the flute, the white fat man landed and flapped his wings and swam away. It's like dancing, but it's extremely funny. When Zhou Yi saw it, he couldn't help but smile.

"What's the name of this song?" Zhou Yi asked.

In fact, this song is not yet named, but Xue Liuchu has a flash of inspiration at the moment, and said, "See Junle." Then he groaned

"If you meet for a long time, the new person is like the old face.

I don't know why I was born, maybe I came to the king?"