Looking at the sky, the spring light is just right, and the attic enjoys the sun, rain or shine at will.

Ye Zhiwei picked up the tea bowl and gently blew the tea leaves floating on the surface, the tea was just brewed and the water was not yet boiling, such tea was obviously tasteless, but it would become bitter if the taste was too heavy!

Ye Zhiwei raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly: "After tonight, you will have to leave, no one in the world can play chess with me! I'm sorry, who let you choose to be my opponent, and it is an opponent that I can never defeat, I can only let you die." ”

The weather is warmer, the geese are back, the spring breeze is another year, that smart figure, that pair of white eyes, that persistent waiting, a woman, a woman who is destined to be sorry but can't let go! A woman, a woman who can warm the coldest heart in the world!

Ye Fuwei stood up, walked down the attic, looked at the wild goose returning north in the sky, and muttered to himself: "Min Niang, I'm ready to come back!"

Such a look seems to have returned to the original innocence, the wind and rain in the rivers and lakes seem to have made him feel tired, the figure shuttling through the flow of people is no longer in a hurry, Ye Rancher seems to be ready to let go of something, because he is ready to leave here, return to that place, and accompany the person who should be accompanied, and this time he does not seem to be ready to come back.

The sunset is still so ethereal, the blue sky and white clouds are dyed red, and the red will turn into blood!

Night is coming soon, and Fox Mountain is as calm as ever, with the breeze blowing the hills, and the insects and birds screaming.

The Fox Sword Gate is quietly located on the top of the Fox Mountain, which seems to be on the top of the mountain but seems to be on the mountainside.

The sound of the sword breaking through the air gradually annihilated with the dying sunset, and it was time for this group of innocent and innocent teenagers to rest. They don't ask about the world, they don't suffer from the heat, they don't have grievances, and the sword they practice is not a sword that kills people, not a sword that saves people, but it is such a quiet and ordinary mountain that is destined to be dyed with a more ancient Xiaoxiang tonight!

I haven't been to this cliff for a long time, and I came here again at dusk today, the last time I came here, I sent Lan Lin away and said goodbye to Wen Yunfeng, but I didn't expect that five or six years had passed, and everyone thought that he would end up living in seclusion in the mountains, but who knew that he had been in the rivers and lakes?

The flush of the setting sun fell on the face of the nameless end, and he no longer saw the original spirit and face, and the prodigal feelings at the beginning, all the excitement and surging were occupied by the vicissitudes of his face.

The end of the nameless seems to have a lot to say, but he doesn't know where to start? Because in the face of the sunset, he is a little entangled, should he be nostalgic? Is he old or not?

After being silent for a long time, and finally pondering for a long time, he finally found an excuse for himself to confide.

The crowded streets of the willow forest, the peerless face with a touch of light veil being lifted, and the end of a night of lingering hugs. After so much time, Liu Yi's shadow has never faded, and every scene in the nameless mind is so clear and natural, as long as you want to, you can play it back at any time!

first smiled, and then muttered: "Mountains and rivers are destined to have no intersection, even if they are tied to each other, it is a beautiful miss after all, if I can choose again, I would rather not meet!"

After that, he picked up a stone from the ground and carved something on it with his fingernails? It should be some words, some words that could express his state of mind at this moment, and after writing it, he threw it off the cliff and left without looking back.

When he returned to the Fox Sword Gate, it was already night, and there was a quiet snoring in the silence, and he was always the last person to fall asleep here, and no one knew whether the last person to fall asleep or not.

When I came to the middle hall of the Fox Sword Gate, the furnishings here were very old, but there were a few tables and chairs, a few scribbled calligraphy and paintings, and a deformed futon.

Finally Nameless sat cross-legged on the futon, put his hands on his knees and slowly closed his eyes, this god-like person slept like this. It should be hard for him to fall asleep, and maybe that's what he meant to be.

Late at night, the wind began to blow in the forest, and the trees began to shake.

The dark path was crowded with people, and they approached in an orderly and neat direction towards the Fox Sword Gate. It was difficult to see their faces in the dim moonlight, only the bright steel knives could be seen, bubbling with a hint of cool air.

Although they lowered their steps and controlled their snorts, they finally startled the birds and insects in the woods on both sides.

The final nameless who was sitting and resting also opened his eyes, he seemed to notice something, but he was not panicked and excited, he just muttered to himself: "What should come is still coming, the damned always have to die, and death is actually not a good thing?"

After that, Wu Mingwu didn't get up, closed his eyes and continued to sit there secretly.

In the blink of an eye, Jin Shoutian and his death crossbow array, as well as the countless brocade guards, had arrived in front of the gate of the Fox Sword Gate.

There were no guards in front of the Fox Sword Gate, only two bonfires dancing in the breeze, looking at the courtyard of this wooden house that was not big or small, Jin Shoutian smiled slightly.

The moonlight fell on Jin Shoutian's sinful and bloody face, he raised his right hand and slowly waved it down, while shouting in his mouth: "Kill me, I can't let anyone go." ”

After receiving the order, the Jinyi guard behind him grabbed the steel knife and rushed forward quickly, in front of these cold and bloody wolf hunters, the fox sword gate looked so pale and powerless.

There are many disciples who were killed by the Jinyi Guards while they were still asleep, and some of them died even worse when they woke up when they heard the noise, if they were one-on-one, they might not lose to this group of Jinyi Guards, but in the face of opponents who were several times their own, they could only become fish and meat on the case and be slaughtered.

In an instant, the sound of shouting and killing, screaming, and the sound of sharp weapons breaking through the air were all in one piece, and the mournful cry of a fox could be heard from the distant mountain from time to time.

Of course, all these sounds also reached the ears of the last nameless, and he was still so calm and calm, he never opened his eyes from beginning to end, and perhaps he never thought of opening them.

After a while, seeing that the Jinyi Guard had already fought a bloody way, Jin Shoutian slowly walked towards the fox sword gate with the death crossbow array he carried with him.

They walked straight towards the hall with the light of fire, Jin Shoutian stepped forward and kicked the door open, and more than a dozen dark crossbowmen quickly stepped forward to surround the nameless group, and in the face of the siege and death, the nameless still calmly closed his eyes.

Jin Shoutian stepped forward and looked at the end of the nameless who was already the fish in his hand, he couldn't help laughing, but he was the only one laughing here from beginning to end, so it wasn't so funny to laugh and laugh.

Jin Shoutian said: "No name, no name, you are a swordsman in vain, your apprentice, your sect, and your sword path are being trampled and ravaged by us, but you are still here with your eyes closed." Don't dare to open your eyes and look at it, I don't know if you dare to face it or not dare to look at it?"

After that, Jin Shoutian continued to laugh at the end of the nameless.

No one was annoyed or excited, he was still expressionless, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said, "If I want you to die, I have ten thousand ways to make you die, including the person standing behind you." But you cannot die now, because you have not done enough, so you are not yet good enough to accept the most tragic death. ”

Jin Shoutian laughed frantically and said, "If you didn't say this, maybe I would just take it as a fart, but now that it comes out of your mouth, I'm almost about to believe it." But I want to know where your sword is, and what do you do with my insoluble death crossbow? You say I can't die yet, so I tell you you must die tonight. ”

The final nameless finally raised a smile, opened his eyes and stood up and said, "The final nameless will definitely die, it doesn't matter if you die tonight, but do you know where I'm luckier than you?"

Jin Shoutian shook his head, facing the end nameless who was approaching him step by step, his whole body was filled with fear, and even the consciousness of commanding these crossbowmen was scared away.

Suddenly, Jin Shoutian felt that he was grabbed by a strong hand that had been strong, and then he was thrown out of the lobby and fell to the ground heavily, and then more than a dozen crossbowmen were also thrown out for no reason.

Recalling that moment just now, Jin Shoutian still had palpitations, but what puzzled him was why he didn't kill him or capture him and threaten him?

The wooden door of the lobby was closed, and the nameless smiled and said, "I am lucky to be able to choose the time, place and method of my death, life is so enough!"

These words were also deeply imprinted in Jin Shoutian's mind, watching the faint fire in the lobby slowly grow larger, and finally turned into a raging flame that pierced the entire Cangxiong.

In the midst of the flames, the nameless never left the futon. The flames devoured the hem of his clothes, the corners of his sleeves, his hair, and every piece of skin on his body, but they could not devour his thoughts, and it was because his thoughts were not devoured that he did not feel pain.

The smile on the face of the nameless was infinitely magnified and amplified in the firelight, and the impurities in his eyes were also evaporated by the fire, leaving only innocence and beauty, the beautiful and moving figure, the unexplained encounter, and the lingering that night without illness were replayed in his mind again and again, these are the most beautiful wealth in the nameless kendo career, he should laugh, at least he has not lived in vain in this life!

Looking at the raging fire, Jin Shoutian slowly stood up from the ground, his eyes were full of doubt, incomprehension and confusion, perhaps because of the last words of the nameless.

The nameless death is a relief, but it is more like an interpretation. The death of a person who should have lived and had enough ability to live is undoubtedly the most questionable thing in the world!

As the flames spread, the houses around the lobby were quickly submerged in the flames, and the shouts and screams became weaker and weaker, and only the fox in the distance became more and more sad and boundless.

A group of disciples staggered and fled halfway up the mountain, almost almost out of the demon's grasp, but they were intercepted by the Jinyi guard, and there was another merciless slaughter. A large rock next to it was splattered with blood, faintly glowing with sadness in the moonlight.

It's over, it's over! This sect, which has risen like light and exists like a mystery in the rivers and lakes, has finally quietly disappeared in its short-lived glory.