The night was long and cold. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Falling Snow Valley.

The moonlight is lonely, just like Luo Qingxue's same lonely mood.

It's just late, but the moon is already in the middle of the sky, in fact, the moon is really not very round this night.

However, there are a few people who can understand that such a moon is the best moon. It's still too round at the moment, but it's getting round day by day.

Everyone knows in their hearts that one day, this crescent moon in the sky will always become a full moon.

But everyone also knows that the moment it is consummated, its demise begins.

But does the moon really begin to die from the day of consummation?

Or, in other words, the process of its slow rounding is itself a kind of demise, an alternative demise.

The moonlight is poignant.

Aren't the people of the world just like this poignant moonlight, dividing and merging, gathering and scattering!

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Luo Qingxue seemed to be a little drunk.

The moon never changes, but why can it give people the opposite feeling?

She couldn't tell whether it was the bright moon in the sky or her own heart that was sad.

After standing for a long time, Luo Qingxue finally took out something like a book from her arms, and when she opened it, it turned out to be a sword book.

In the paper industry, which has long been yellowed, there is a faint fragrance of ink.

This is the sword book that Yang Xiaofeng gave her twelve years ago, and it is also the only thing he gave her in his life.

Come to think of it, he had hardly given her anything else other than the sword book he had given her when they first met, and he had never been.

As he himself said, he had no power in his hands, and the money in his pocket was not enough to buy her a cotton coat for the winter.

I thought that he would be my support, but the truth was the opposite. He was always on his own.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that what he had been living was a life under the fence.

He never had a stable place to live, and his home had been shattered many years ago. For so many years, he has always relied on others to live, and it seems that he can only rely on others to live.

Li Muqing, Lin Yuhan, and himself. He's always relied on them. Perhaps, he also wants to have a home, and who wants to be adrift all the time, but he can only leave these people he relies on again and again.

When you think about it, he really hasn't given himself anything more.

However, such a man has become everything she is destined to be inseparable from in this life.

Luo Qingxue carefully looked at the sword book in his hand, and after a long time, he slowly walked to the candlestick, stretched out his hand, and lit it.

When the dry paper meets the fire, it turns to ashes in an instant.

While it is impossible to give up, there are some things that are destined to be parted. At the very least, let it go.

But what she let go of was not Yang Xiaofeng, but herself.

Immediately, she walked to the bed again, and without hesitation or confusion, she directly took off the sword hanging on the bedside.

Grasp the hilt of your sword and unsheath it.

The sword light was cold, but her gaze was even colder.

Perhaps, no one except herself knows that when she agreed to Duanmu Xuan's request today, she made another decision in her heart, or she wanted to make a proof.

She had to do whatever it takes, even at the cost of her own life, to prove it.

She wanted to prove it to Yang Xiaofeng.

She gave up everything, she even let go of herself. The only thing she can't let go of is Yang Xiaofeng.

Even if there is no possibility between her and him in this life, she still has to prove it to him.

In life, what is more precious than life, maybe there is only love.

She didn't think about risking her life, whether it was worth risking her life to make such a decision. She only knew that she was willing to sacrifice everything for Yang Xiaofeng.

Although he had not given himself anything other than the sword book that she had just burned, she knew that in this life, he had given himself two of his most precious things—his heart and his life.

A cloud gradually rose in the sky, and the moonlight was obscured for a while.

The candlelight also seemed to be a little dim.

Luo Qingxue's words came from the dim candlelight.

"The wind, this life is gone, I wish to marry in the next life."

Is it that at the end of this life, we can only seek the next life. However, if you can't stay together even in this life, why should you ask for the next life?

The night was dark.

The cold moon is bleak.

Luo Qingyu was the only one in the empty room. In the last few days, he seems to like to lock himself in the house alone, and he has never come out much.

If he doesn't come out, it's hard for anyone else to come in and disturb him.

Xie Shan waited outside the house for a long time, and finally pushed the door and walked in. When he walked in, Luo Qingyu was pondering something.

"Young master, you ......", Xie Shanben had a lot to say, but in the end, there was only this one sentence left.

"Uncle Xie ......", Luo Qingyu glanced up at Xie Shan, and said lightly: "You say, did my eldest brother fail very much"?

Xie Shan frowned and said, "Young Master, what are you talking about, what is it that you, the eldest brother, have failed very much." As for the eldest lady to marry Duanmu Xuan, it is her own decision, and there is nothing wrong with you."

Luo Qingyu asked, "You say there's nothing wrong with me"?

Xie Shan nodded and said, "Of course."

Luo Qingyu asked: "Seeing that my own sister is about to jump into the fire pit, but I can't do anything, do you think it's my fault?"

Xie Shan only smiled bitterly, and after a while, he said: "Actually, Ethereal Peak may not be a fire pit, not to mention that Duanmu Xuan is also infatuated with the eldest lady."

"Infatuated with a ......", Duanmu Xuan shook his head and said with a sneer: "Yes, Duanmu Xuan really seems to be infatuated with Xiaoxue. However, Xiaoxue will no longer be happy in this life......".

Xie Shan sighed. After a long time, he said lightly: "That day, the eldest lady went to see the master once......

Luo Qingyu asked coldly: "It's the day Xiaoxue agreed to Duanmu Xuan's proposal"?

Xie Shan nodded and said, "Yes, that was the day." However, because Duanmu Jing was there, she didn't go in."

Luo Qingyu's eyes were like water, the strange light in his eyes skyrocketed, he stared at Xie Shan, was silent for a long time, and asked slowly: "Can you be sure that she really hasn't been in?"

Xie Shan suddenly looked away, as if he hadn't heard Luo Qingyu's question again.

"Okay, I got it".

Luo Qingyu's peaceful eyes suddenly flashed a few traces of intense anger, even killing intent, and he didn't know what he knew.

After hesitating for a while, he slowly got up and walked out.

Xie Shan asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

Luo Qingyu did not answer.

This time, it seemed that he also didn't hear Xie Shan's questioning.

Xie Shan had to chase him out quickly.

Luo Qingyu went out and went straight to Luo Wenbin's study, walking very fast along the way, and when Xie Shan arrived, he had already pushed the door in.

It seems that it has been too long, and it seems that it has only been seen for a few days, but Luo Wenbin is too old.

Luo Qingyu originally had a lot to ask, but after seeing the white silver hair on his father's sideburns, he finally swallowed back the words that had come to his mouth. In the end, he just asked lightly: "You, are you okay"?

"I'm very good ......", Luo Wenbin smiled very happily, and seemed to be a little surprised by Luo Qingyu's arrival, and said, "You haven't come to see me for almost three months."

Luo Qingyu said lightly: "Has it been so long?"

Luo Wenbin smiled and said, "It's been so long."

"Time flies."

"Indeed, time flies a little faster."

After a simple conversation, Luo Wenbin and Luo Qingyu fell silent at the same time.

It turned out that there was a lot of estrangement between their father and son after all.

After being silent for a long time, Luo Qingyu finally gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know, Xiaoxue promised to marry Duanmu Xuan."

"Is it ......", hearing this, Luo Wenbin's body suddenly trembled violently, and at the same time, a few traces of pain flashed on his face, but he still smiled and said: "That's good, Xue'er is really not young, she should have married a long time ago." As the young master of Duanmu Xuan's Ethereal Peak, our two families can be regarded as a good match."

Luo Qingyu asked coldly, "Do you really think so?"

"Of course ......".

Luo Qingyu's hands suddenly clenched into fists, but he held back his anger and didn't get angry, and said lightly: "Tell me."

Luo Wenbin pretended to be confused and said, "What do you want me to tell you"?

"Tell me, why did you do that on the day Xiaoxue and Xiaofeng got married"?

Luo Wenbin did not answer immediately, but stared at Luo Qingyu coldly, and remained silent.

Luo Qingyu also looked at Luo Wenbin coldly, word by word, and said, "You have already ruined Xiaoxue once, do you still want to watch her live in pain all her life?"

No father wants to see his daughter live in pain all her life. However, Luo Wenbin can't refute, he still has the qualifications to refute.

He was still silent. At this moment, could he do anything other than silence?

Luo Qingyu didn't ask, and said lightly: "Could it be that you forgot that in that situation that day, Xiaoxue still used her body to block the sword in Xiaofeng's hand for you." Could it be that you have forgotten what Xiaoxue said to Xiaofeng that day, no matter what you did, you are always her father and her dearest relative"?

Luo Wenbin's originally peaceful face finally changed, becoming painful, guilty, and even hateful.

He hated himself.

Perhaps, he used to hate others, but now, he only hates himself.

Regardless of who coerced him, the current situation was indeed caused by his own hands. He should also bear all the consequences.

He doesn't want to pass the blame on, and he can't pass the blame on. He is no longer in a position to shirk responsibility.

"You still don't say it, do you?"

After waiting for a long time, Luo Qingyu completely lost his patience, and at the same time, his expectations for his father were completely desperate. With a sneer, he turned around and slammed the door.

Seeing that Luo Qingyu's people were already outside the door, Luo Wenbin finally spoke and said, "Do you really want to know"?

"What do you say"?

"Okay, you come in, I'll tell you".

"If you're going to say it, I can hear it here."

Luo Wenbin slowly walked to the door, looked at the dark night in the distance, and said lightly: "Just the night before Xue'er got married, Duanmu Jing, the head of the Ethereal Peak, came to ......."

When Luo Qingyu walked out of the courtyard gate, he seemed to be calmer than ever.

Isn't it that he has already made a decision in his mind?

Xie Shan didn't know what Luo Qingyu had heard, but Luo Qingyu's calmness, which was even a little too much, made him a little worried, or uneasy.

There was no light on the way, so Luo Qingyu walked slowly in the dark. Xie Shan had been following him closely.

"Young master, you ...... just now", Xie Shan wanted to ask, but he didn't know where to start. Or rather, he didn't dare to ask any more.

Finally, Luo Qingyu stopped and stopped in the dark night. Then he turned around, faced Xie Shan, and said lightly: "Uncle Xie, gather all the black snow and wait for my order."

"Black Snow ......", Xie Shan was startled and said in horror: "Young Master, that is the most elite and terrifying force in our Falling Snow Valley, are you sure you want to gather them all"?

"Yes".

However, Heixue's murderous aura was too heavy, and almost every shot was a river of blood. Therefore, the valley lords of the past generations have left a legacy, if it is not for the moment of life and death, Heixue must not easily use ......."

"Of course I know the legacy of my ancestors, and I also know the strength of Heixue very well......."

"But you still have to use the black snow ......"?

"Not bad".

"Why"?

"Because the Falling Snow Valley has now reached that critical juncture of life and death......."

In the dark, Xie Shan didn't see any expression on Luo Qingyu's face, but he could clearly feel that there was a firmness in Luo Qingyu's words that could not be disobeyed.

After speaking, Luo Qingyu left directly. Xie Shan just frowned, and finally didn't ask anything more.

At this moment, he finally discovered that Luo Qingyu, the young and vigorous young valley master who was once young and vigorous, and even looked a little mediocre in the eyes of others, had completely turned into a scheming martial arts hero.

It turned out that it was not that the young valley lord did not have a city government, but that his city government had been hidden too deeply.

Such a Luo Qingyu suddenly made Xie Shan feel a few terrible feelings in his heart.

The night is bleak.

The snowfall valley this night didn't seem to be much different from before.

Luo Qingyu walked slowly in the darkness alone. He walked very slowly, even with some difficulty.

However, he had nothing on his body and didn't bring anything, so how could he still feel strained?

It is true that he did not carry anything with him, but he carried on his shoulders two mountains that were heavier than a thousand pounds—the responsibility, as the eldest brother, as the husband, as the son, and as the lord of the valley. He has a responsibility to his family and everyone in the Falling Snow Valley lineage.

This is a responsibility that he cannot escape. Only he can afford this responsibility, and he must also be able to bear it.

Tonight's Falling Snow Valley was as calm as it had been for countless nights. The candles flickering everywhere, as well as the shadows hidden in the night, Luo Qingyu looked at these for a long time, and he was already stupid.

Tonight, his heart is as calm as water. However, perhaps even he would not have imagined that the fate of too many people would be changed by his decision tonight.