The weather in Hengyang in November has turned cooler, the autumn leaves are scattered, and interpersonal relationships are thinning. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shen Luo left Luoyang and went all the way south, wearing a gray cloak to cover his face tightly. He was not afraid that others would recognize him, but that he frightened others. His face was as dry as old bark, and his forehead was full of deep wrinkles. The opposite is his long, blackened hair.

He hesitated to the foot of Heng Mountain, he wanted to see someone, so as not to bring guilt into the ground.

Outside Hengyang City, the small courtyard is still the same. But it doesn't seem to have a glimmer of life. Shen Luo knocked on the door, and after a long time, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman came out. Shen Luo raised his eyes to look at her, a little strange, but he was not from Liu's house. The woman didn't look at Shen Luo, and opened her mouth and said, "This family has already moved away!

"Why did you move away, where did you move there?" Shen Luo asked in a hoarse voice.

The woman seemed to be a little impatient when she heard this, and frowned and said, "I heard that the young lady of this family was hysterical, and she didn't think about tea and dinner all day long, and then she went when she couldn't afford to get sick, and the owner of the house couldn't bear to see things and people and moved away, and I don't know where to move." ”

Hearing this, Shen Luo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help shaking his head, he thought of the few lines of small words he left in front of her bed, he originally came to comfort Liu Jing, but he buried her, thinking of this, his body twitched inexplicably, and he knew that he would never be able to make up for her.

"Where's her grave?" Shen Luo said again.

............

It was a very low tomb, and it blended perfectly into the mountains. Shen Luopan sat in front of the grave, not crying, not lost, not stunned, like a ruthless knife.

He poured the wine one by one, and gradually he seemed to be drunk, his hands trembled, and he didn't know that the wine was sprinkled on his body. He touched the mossy tombstone with his hand, his eyes glazed over, but he didn't know what he was thinking!

The next moment, he was touched by his feelings, and whispered: I don't know where love starts, I go deep, I don't know where I end, I smile and laugh, the living can die, and the dead can live. Life cannot be withdrawn, death cannot be resurrected

Oh, she's dead, dead and can't be resurrected, so I'm going to die too. He muttered to himself.

The wind blew through the little grave, sweeping away the last shred of his sorrow. The next day, he left this Shen Luo, left Hengyang City, and left his last traces on the small lonely grave: "The grave of his wife Liu Jing, the husband Shen Luoli......"

Shen Luo walked all the way south, and he came to the main altar of the Sun and Moon God Sect at the foot of the Black Wood Cliff. Speaking of which, Shen Luo, who is the Light Messenger of the Sun and Moon God Cult, is the first time he has come to Blackwood Cliff, and it is also the last time.

At this time, Shen Luo left his heart to Tao Yaoyao, and his love to Liu Jing, almost alone, if there is anything left, it is the fighting spirit of people who practice martial arts.

And when it comes to killing morale, Dongfang Undefeated on the Blackwood Cliff is indeed the best candidate.

At this time, there was still calm on the Black Wood Cliff. On the platform at the top of the cliff stands a majestic palace, carved beams and painted buildings, resplendent with gold. There is a long corridor behind the hall, leading to the undefeated place in the east, it is a delicate small garden, red plum and green bamboo, green pine and cypress, arranged with great ingenuity, several pairs of mandarin ducks swim leisurely in the pond, there are four white cranes next to the pond. A bunch of rockeries are lined up next to it, and a large flower garden is full of crimson and pink roses, competing for beauty and beauty

There is an elegant cottage scattered throughout the garden, and the house is filled with a strong fragrance of flowers. There is also a picture of a lady, in which three beautiful women are depicted, the picture is facing the inner room, which is full of flowers, the fragrance of fat powder is fragrant, and there is a person sitting by the dressing table in the east, wearing a pink shirt, holding an embroidery bandage in his left hand and an embroidery needle in his right hand. Suddenly, as if he had something in his heart, he raised his head and looked into the distance.

He suddenly smiled, and muttered to himself, "It's coming, but it's a little late." ”

"It's not too late, I'm not dead yet!" Shen Luo's hoarse voice came from outside the house. The next moment, he appeared in front of the undefeated East.

"What, do you still have to hide it in front of me?" he said with a smile.

Shen Luo understood, smiled and untied his cloak, revealing a withered yellow and terrifying face.

He looked at Shen Luo, as if he was a little incredulous, and the next moment, he suddenly put down the needle and thread in his hand and walked to Shen Luo's side to touch his face. Shen Luo remained motionless and did not stop him. His white fingers lightly touched Shen Luo's cheek, and then hurriedly retracted. He shook his head and sighed lightly, and said, "I really envy that peach sister, with a man like you who loves her and protects her, and now even his heart is given to him!" said and said sadly: "If I have a man in this life who is willing to do this for me, what if I die!"

Shen Luo looked at him, his face changed and changed, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"Tell me, come here to find out what I'm doing. Dongfang Undefeated restrained his expression and said sharply. As soon as these words came out, it was a sweep of her daughter's demeanor, and she was a little more majestic.

Shen Luo replied: "But I want to fight!"

Dongfang Undefeated glanced at him deeply, and said sharply: "For what? 'No. 1 in the world' is famous? What if I give it to you now!"

Shen Luo shook his head and said meaningfully: "Not everything in this world has to have a reason!"

Dongfang Undefeated seemed to have an understanding, was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "What do you think of my martial arts compared to Liu Jin?"

Shen Luo said without thinking: "You should be inferior to him!" Dongfang Undefeated nodded subconsciously, as if agreeing with Shen Luo's statement, and said: "Even he is not your opponent, so why do you come to me." ”

Shen Luo suddenly laughed out loud and said coldly: "'The sun rises in the east, only I am not defeated', and you are not defeated in the east!"

Dongfang was undefeated and unmoved, his face was calm, but the hand behind him was clenched tightly, as if he was hesitating, as if he was making a choice, as if he was suppressing the anger in his heart.

The next moment, Shen Luo only felt a pink thing flash in front of him, and it seemed that Dongfang's undefeated body moved. Shen Luo stared at the speeding embroidery needle, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. I saw him step out and disappear into the room, Dongfang Undefeated followed, and soon, the two came to the courtyard.

The two of them stood with their hands in their hands, their eyes facing each other. Shen Luo picked a bamboo branch from a few bamboo groves, and chuckled: "My knife has long been abandoned, so I will use this bamboo stick to compete with you today!"

Dongfang Undefeated saw that his words were sincere, and he didn't seem to despise him, so he nodded. Then I saw him move lightly, the pink figure flickered, and the embroidery needle stabbed towards Shen Luo.

Shen Luo looked indifferently at Dongfang Undefeated, Yuan Yu Yuezhi, quite a bearing. But seeing that his sleeves were slightly swinging, he waved the bamboo strip and swept it towards the embroidery needle. Suddenly, Shen Luo only felt a slight pain in his left cheek, but it turned out that the embroidery needle that flew out of the East undefeated pierced the bamboo strip. Although this Dongfang is undefeated, although his skill is slightly inferior to that Liu Jin and Liu Jin, his speed is not bad at all, and he uses the embroidery needle as a weapon, which is even more unguardable. Shen Luo immediately raised his vigilance and went all out.

Shen Luo secretly urged the Book of Forgetfulness, and a transparent true qi was attached to the bamboo branches. Since Shen Luo's white hair has completely turned black, the defects of Shen Luo's Forgetful Heavenly Book have also been made up, and it has gone to a higher level, entering the "situation", and the original Netherworld Qi has also evolved into a higher level of Guiyuan True Qi, although this Guiyuan True Qi is not comparable to the domineering and bloodthirsty and greedy of Netherworld Qi, but it is better than the long breath, Zhongzheng and peaceful, which can be compatible with the world's martial arts, and can resist external evils into the body.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Luo came to attack with a bamboo branch in one hand, and the offensive was like a storm, and in a moment, he had already attacked dozens of key points in a row, and he did not allow the other party to slow down his hand to fight back. Dongfang was undefeated with the thumb and index finger of his right hand and grabbed the embroidery needle, flicked it left and right, and unhurriedly picked up Shen Luo's attack. Shen Luo stared at him to make a move, this embroidery needle was blocked in all directions, and there was no flaw in the body, if it went on like this, I am afraid that it would be difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser, and immediately shouted, and the true qi of the Guiyuan in his body gushed out, and dozens of bamboo leaves on the bamboo branches turned into sharp blades and shot out.

Dongfang Undefeated paused when he saw this, but his face was as usual, and he praised it with a good time: "Good internal strength!" Immediately after, spread out his left and right hands, the true qi was agitated, and the rose petals of various colors in the garden were pulled out, and in an instant, a red wave was formed to rush towards Shen Luo, and Shen Luo's dozen poor green leaves were instantly submerged. Shen Luo calmly looked at the scene in front of him, suddenly, he slowly opened his left hand, held the bamboo branch, and used his left and right hands together, and the majestic internal force under the bamboo branch converged into a huge air blade, meeting the red dragon, and the next moment the huge wave of flowers was divided into two, and countless petals were scattered, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed. Suddenly, I saw a trace of green light flashing in the ten thousand flowers, but it was Shen Luo holding a bamboo branch and pointing obliquely at the east to be undefeated.

"You're defeated!" Shen Luo said coldly

Dongfang was undefeated and didn't need to reply, he casually threw down the embroidery needle in his hand, slowly closed his eyes, and waited for death to come.

After a long time, the breeze brushed his hair, and he opened his eyes, but there was no trace of Shen Luo. Suddenly, he bent down, and he saw the bamboo branch that Shen Luo had dropped, and he gently picked him up. Holding the bamboo branch tightly with both hands, he suddenly showed a wry smile, but he didn't know what he was thinking!

Shen Luo left the Black Wood Cliff, and wandered in all directions, sometimes to the east, sometimes to the west, sometimes over the mountains, sometimes across the water. He was waiting, quietly waiting for the last moment to come. One day, he set up a flat boat along the Yangtze River downstream, he sat on the bow of the boat alone, looking at the calm river, his thoughts flew, he thought of Tao Yao, thought of Liu Jing, thought of let me go, thought of Linghu Chong, and even thought of the undefeated East...... Thinking about it, he closed his eyes slightly in the sun.

Tick... Ticking, blood flowing wantonly on the surface of the river......

Three days later, on the same river, the peach blossoms were scattered, and the Yiren went alone......

A sword comes from the west, a thousand rocks are arched, and the shadow of the devil is vertical and horizontal; ask the mirror is not a platform, Bodhi is not a tree, the realm starts from the heart, and it can be clearly distinguished? Is it a demon or a demon? It is necessary to wait for the future generations to comment on the rivers and lakes!

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