Human life is sometimes fragile, fragile and vulnerable, and the more you try to keep it, the faster it will dissipate!

The most beautiful love is not perfection, but mutilation and memory, and only the memory that is fixed in the depths of the mind will not produce any variables, because it has really happened.

Night Thorn stretched out his blood-stained hands and gently stroked Duan Yunhong's face and bun, his encounter, love and parting were only a few days, and all his feelings and thoughts were fixed in the remote town of Liulin.

The corners of the night thorn's mouth twitched and said, "Yunhong, tell me that you really won't dislike me." ”

Duan Yunhong clasped the hand of the Night Thorn and said: "From the past to the future, there was only one woman in Duan Yunhong's life, her name was Night Thorn, she used to be the most beautiful killer and the most beautiful woman, and now she is just an ordinary woman, Duan Yunhong's wife. ”

When Duan Yunhong finished saying this, the life of the Night Thorn had also come to an end, and the wandering killer lived to the end of his life and finally got a name that belonged to her, this ending was a little cruel but perfect.

When people leave the world, it is really quiet, and their heartbeat, breath, and body temperature will instantly disappear, but death cannot take away the smile on the face of the night thorn.

Duan Yunhong looked up at the night sky and cried out the name of the night thorn, his voice echoed in every corner of Liulin Town, but no one would care about his shouting, and he didn't need others to care, the rivers and lakes were already indifferent.

Duan Yunhong slowly got up from the ground and looked at Jin Shoutian angrily, this game of chess was not finished but the ending seemed to be predetermined.

Jin Shoutian said coldly: "If it weren't for you, the night thorn would never have died, everything was your fault, and I would ask the swordsman and swordsman to bury the night thorn tonight." ”

Jin Shoutian raised his hand and shouted loudly: "Release the arrow." ”

The indifferent crossbowman had no expression on his face, and as soon as Jin Shoutian's words fell, they instantly pulled the trigger, and all the arrows shot out almost at the same time, and shot at Duan Yunhong and Wen Yunfeng at the same speed, they did not dodge or retreat.

Opposite the attic where Jin Shoutian stood was an attic, and above the attic was also a hut, and a masked man sat quietly in the room, without a light, because he didn't need the light at all.

Listening to the sound of arrows breaking through the air outside, he gently regretted: "The night rain in the rivers and lakes is stormy, heroes have been difficult to be white-headed since ancient times, excellent and good people often die very early, and usually such people live very stupidly." ”

After that, the corners of his mouth slightly raised a smile, sympathy, pity, and reluctance could not be found in such a smile at all, as if he had already expected such an outcome.

Ye Ransom lives in this world like a corpse, a thin veil makes him a mystery to the rivers and lakes forever, and what he leaves to the rivers and lakes is always those eyes full of anger.

Duan Yunhong stood in front of Wen Yunfeng, because at this moment, Wen Yunfeng needed his protection even more, but the arrow was ruthless, and it would not turn because of bravery and justice.

There is the sound of the wind in the arrows, it is suffocating in the cold night of late autumn, looking at the oncoming rain of arrows, Duan Yunhong and Wen Yunfeng have not been afraid, fear will not have the slightest effect when death comes, it will only make you experience a struggle before you die.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind, and the wind blew from the opposite direction of the arrowhead, and there were some grains of sand and fallen leaves in the wind, making it impossible to open your eyes. The rapid rain of arrows also stopped when they were about to reach Duan Yunhong and Wen Yunfeng's bodies, and then slowly fell to the ground.

The wind is like a sword, but at this moment, except for Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong, no one can read this sword qi like a rainbow.

Maybe there is another person who knows that he is Ye Zhixie who is hiding in the attic hut, and he muttered to himself: "You still appeared, it turns out that you hid in Liulin Town like me and never left, but it's a pity that you didn't calm down in the end, because you are not the same as me, you are the sword god, and I am the prodigal son." ”

Who is here? Who is the sword god in Ye Redemption's evil mouth? Who can be called a god in this river and lake?

Jin Shoutian, the crossbowman, Wen Yunfeng, and Duan Yunhong all closed their eyes, they could hardly open their eyes in the strong wind, the strong crossbows and swords in their hands all fell to the ground, and the Qingyan Sword also fell out of Wen Yunfeng's hands.

The wind is strong, the sand and dust are extinguished, the yellow leaves are falling, and everything is calm again.

Jin Shoutian opened his eyes and he was not surprised by the scene in front of him, Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong didn't know where they were, he should be surprised and puzzled, and he should be angry, but at this moment, his eyes fell on the corpse of the Night Thorn, he slowly walked down the attic to the corpse of the Night Thorn, and gently picked up the Night Thorn on the ground.

Jin Shoutian muttered to himself: "Night thorn, night thorn, I don't have an antidote here at all, I wanted to use this method to keep you by my side, but I didn't expect that people are not as good as heaven, and love is even more unbearable." ”

Jin Hu rushed forward anxiously and said, "Gonggong, Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong are gone. ”

Jin Shoutian ignored Jin Hu's words, picked up the body of the night thorn from the ground and walked slowly towards the attic.

Ye Ransom didn't see everything that had just happened, but he smelled the feelings in the air, and muttered to himself: "No matter how angry, cold-blooded, and ruthless, you are still a lover in the end, but now it's okay, if she dies, your love root will be broken, and you won't be emotional in the future, as long as you don't feel emotional, you won't have any worries, there is only one kind of person in this world who can succeed - no one who cares." ”

The town of Willow was calm again, and no one knew what was going on here, for the rain had fallen on the land again, and even the only bloodstain that could prove the story had been washed away.

A person appeared in the rainy night, a familiar and unfamiliar, mysterious and not mysterious person, he was an old man with white hair, holding a knife in his left hand, bending down to pick up the Qingyan sword on the ground.

The old man said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It takes no effort to get the Soul Knife and Qingyan Sword, and the final winner of the rivers and lakes is never a singer, but a spectator on the side." ”

After that, the old man disappeared into the rainy night, and his back gradually drifted away, which also left an introduction to the story here.

Ye Ransom gently opened the window and looked at the back of the old man leaving, he smiled and smiled brightly, this person should be the most familiar to him, because all his anger and hatred came from this old man.

Ye Ransom smiled and said: "Demon Ten, you are also here, then this game of chess is not over yet, in the future, there will be more and more people playing chess, and the Demon Sect, Jianghu, Nanmeng City, and Dongchang are all involved, no matter which of you loses or who wins? ”

After that, Ye Ransom smiled coldly.

Tonight's story has a beginning, some interpretation, and some end, but only one person has completed the whole journey, and this person is Ye Redeeming Evil, who is also the most terrifying person in the world.

The morning light descends on the earth, and the first rays of autumn are always surprising and delightful, although it is not warm but it dispels the haze.

Last night's heavy rain, wake up in the morning but can not see a trace of rain, Liulin Town is still as always, selling and shouting vendors, looking for flowers and asking willows, laughing and playing, some people come and some people go, but Liulin will always be here, eternal and unchanged.

Jin Shoutian, Jin Hu and his crossbowmen walked on the streets of Liulin, they walked slowly and were not as anxious as they came, followed by a carriage, the carriage was covered with rose petals, and the night thorns were lying quietly in it, and the night thorns and roses were so beautiful and cold together.

Jin Hu walked up to Jin Shoutian and asked, "Factory Father, did we really leave Liulin like this?" Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong's whereabouts are unknown, aren't you afraid that they are still alive?"

Jin Shoutian said with blank eyes: "What does it matter to me whether they are dead or alive?" If they are still alive, I believe we will definitely meet again, but now Night Thorn needs to rest, although she loves Duan Yunhong, but she is my woman, I must give her a name, this is the only thing I can give her." ”

After that, Jin Shoutian stopped talking, and Jin Hu didn't ask anything anymore, so they slowly left Liulin Town, coming like the wind and going like water, and the ending of the story left all regret and pain.

To the west of Kaifeng and to the south of the willow forest, the city of Nanmeng still stands majestically, and the morning light hits the tall city wall with a trace of inviolable majesty.

Wen Yunfeng and Duan Yunhong stood quietly at the head of the city and looked into the distance, maybe they didn't know what they were looking at? But they didn't know what to do except look up at them? They didn't say a word about what happened during this time, because they were all insiders.

Duan Yunhong smiled and asked, "Brother Wen, how did you say we came back last night?"

Wen Yunfeng looked at the sky and smiled slightly, and then said quietly: "If the person who saves people doesn't want the people to be saved to know, then such a mystery will never be solved." ”

Duan Yunhong asked, "Brother Wen doesn't know who this person is?"

Wen Yunfeng looked at Duan Yunhong and smiled and said, "I don't know, maybe it's really a god!"

How could Wen Yunfeng not know? He didn't want to say that there was a reason why he didn't want to, Wen Yunfeng was a swordsman, so he knew a swordsman.

Wen Yunfeng looked at Duan Yunhong and said, "Do you remember that woman?"

Duan Yunhong smiled and said: "The covenant of the alliance city is ruthless, she will always be in my heart, I live for her, what she hasn't done and the mistakes she has made, let me fulfill them one by one in this Southern Alliance City!"

Wen Yunfeng smiled and said, "The covenant is ruthless. ”

Duan Yunhong looked at Wen Yunfeng and said, "Brother Wen promised me that you must not take risks alone in the future, and the covenant of the alliance city is where the brotherly love lies." ”

After all, the two of them held hands tightly together, the original covenant may have been the impulse of two young and frivolous teenagers, but today's Southern Alliance City, today's covenant has experienced life and death and love and hate, it should be firmer and more mature.

I don't know when? Lan Lin appeared behind the two of them.

Duan Yunhong smiled and said, "Brother Wen, but you can't be ruthless, but the covenant can't be ruthless, cherish it!"

With that, Duan Yunhong left here.

Wen Yunfeng, Blue Forest, and the empty city tower.