Providence makes people, it may be the love jade, but unfortunately God always ruthlessly abuses lovers who love each other, a relationship, a tragedy in this life and death struggle came to naught, slowly dispersed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

By the time Qingyu stood in front of the two new burial mounds, it was all over. Fang Dongtian is dead, the Ghost Sect no longer exists, Xiao Yixuan is also dead, there is no longer sunshine in his life, is this the will of heaven? If Xiao Yixuan did not follow Qingyu as originally planned, he would not have died, if Xiao Yixuan had told Qingyu earlier that her father's name was Xiao Mingyuan, Qingyu would not have fought with Fang Dongtian for life and death, and Xiao Yixuan would not have died either, but everything was so unexpected, and there was no way to regret it, and let a pair of people who really love each other be separated from yin and yang.

Stroking Xiao Yixuan's tombstone, Qingyu's eyes suddenly glowed cold, and she looked up to the sky and shouted: "God is unfair! Why do you want to take Xiao Xuan, why? Ah ......" With a long roar, he jumped up, volleyed out his sword, and danced wildly. For a while, the sword shadow appeared, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, the moves were sharp, and the style was the essence, showing the amazing power of the changing wind and clouds.

For a long time, Qingyu was already sweating profusely, and could no longer stand still, and knelt down in front of the tomb with a pop, and the long sword was deeply inserted into the soil.

At this moment, a masked woman walked out of the woods and said coldly: "You killed Xiao Mingyuan and his daughter, you deserve to die." "Raise your sword and stab through the wind. Qingyu stood up and glanced at the visitor, his eyes closed slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile, just waiting for the sword to pierce his heart, and when he was about to open his eyes again, he saw the smiling Xiao Yixuan.

The sword is like a tide, as fast as thunder, and a breath is life and death. Qingyu silently counted five, four, three and two in her heart...... , When the count reached two, another sword on the side struck with a screaming sound, faster and more ruthless, and went straight to the heart of Qingyu. Since they are all going to die, Qingyu didn't bother to look at who the person was, and counted "one" in her heart, only to hear the earth-shattering sound of the bell, and then a cold wind swept over the top of the head from the left chest like a sharp blade, but there was no pain, followed by the sound of the swishing sword impact, and after a while, the sword roared in the sky, and the two palms intersected with a muffled sound and quieted down. Qingyu opened her eyes and couldn't help but exclaim, "Daddy".

The person who came was Qingyu's father, Fengyunzhi, he heard that Qingyu was going to break into the main altar of the Fierce Ghost Sect, how could he rest assured, he was going to work day and night, but it was still too late, the corpses of the main altar of the Fierce Ghost Sect were all over the field, and there was no trace of Qingyu and Fang Dongtian. He searched around, hoping to stop it in time before Fang Dongtian hurt Qingyu, but he followed the trail to here, but what he saw was a masked woman's fast sword stabbing at Qingyu, he was shocked, and instantly burst out with unprecedented speed, saving Qingyu, his only son, at a critical juncture.

Feng Yunzhi saw that Qingyu's face was pale, his expression was sad and trance, and he was puzzled, but when he saw the two new tombs, he seemed to understand something slightly, gently brushed away a few strands of hair in front of Qingyu, wiped away the stains on his face, and said: "Yu'er, you go over to the side first, and when I solve this matter, we will go home, your mother misses you very much." ”

When Qingyu heard her father mention her mother, her heart felt warm, and she couldn't help asking, "Is she okay with her mother?"

Feng Yunzhi said: "She's all right, she just misses you, blame you for being too playful, and don't go back to see her for so long." ”

The masked woman shouted impatiently: "This is not a place for you to talk about your family, so leave it and go to the underworld to talk." ”

Fengyun turned around and said: "Take off your veil Ren Yuying, there is no need to hide it in front of real people." ”

The masked woman sneered: "It's not a loss, just by those few tricks just now, you can actually recognize me, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, you still remember me Ren Yuying." After that, he took off his veil, revealing a delicate and slightly domineering face, glaring angrily at the father and son of the Fengyun clan.

This woman is only about thirty years old, with black hair like lacquer, a face like jade, red lips and ice muscles, and beautiful phoenix eyebrows, which is not inferior to a girl at all, so it can be seen that when she was young, she must be a stunning beauty.

Fengyun said: "It's been a long time since I've heard from you, I didn't expect to meet here today, what a coincidence!"

Ren Yuying said hatefully: "It's a coincidence, if you don't come late, you won't come soon, but it will appear when I want to succeed, and you never know how to change the problems of bad people and good deeds?"

Fengyun snorted coldly and said, "If you dare to hurt my son's hair, I will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces." ”

Ren Yuying said in a sad voice: "If you hurt your son's hair, you will break my body into ten thousand pieces, how can you not think about your hatred for killing my husband back then, will I let you go? Today, I will sacrifice the heads of your fathers and sons to my deceased husband, and let him die. "The body is like a swimming dragon, the sword dances, and the silver snake stabs in the air.

Fengyun stopped seeing that she was out of the sword quickly, the moves were unpredictable, far better than back then, and she didn't dare to underestimate it, and she unfolded the "cloud step" under her feet to rush forward, and the long sword pointed obliquely so that once the "wind broke through the clouds", the sword light went straight up, like a waterfall flowing backwards, Bai Lian rose to catch Ren Yuying's offensive. For a while, the sparks were everywhere, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the nearby branches were cut off one after another, the trunks were broken, and the stone chips were flying. Both of them are extremely fast and accurate, with deep internal strength and superb swordsmanship, and it is an earth-shattering battle. But Qingyu had no intention of watching the battle, he turned around and looked at Xiao Yixuan's tombstone sadly, even if his clothes were cut by the scattered sword qi, he was indifferent.

Ren Yuying's one move was fruitless, and the second move came again. I saw that she turned over to the back of Fengyunzhi, the sword walked in a waveform, advancing rapidly like a tide, and when she got closer, suddenly the sword light was violent like an angry sea, and a thousand-foot-high wave swept towards Fengyunzhi as soon as she pushed it. Fengyun didn't dare to slack off, secretly condensed the true qi, waited for the opponent's sword momentum to be pressed, and the sword blade slashed obliquely between turns, only this sword broke all the opponent's attacks, and rose up again, like a rainbow bridge flying over Ren Yuying's head, and at the same time stabbed nine swords and fell behind Ren Ying's back, a good move "Cloud Sword Hongqiao", making it really exquisite, each sword pointed to the other party's must be saved, from the front chest to the back of the nine swords everywhere to take life. Ren Yuying is not idle, the sword floats above her head in front of her like a storm, her body leans forward, the soles of her feet rotate lightly and turn around, brushing and brushing is the three swords to resolve the crisis, without making the slightest stop, counterattacking with a sword stab. As soon as Fengyunzhi moved the sword and pasted it, she and the sword were straight in the air, spinning rapidly, it was a wonderful "rotating vortex", and for a while, the long sword flew around, forming a horizontal vortex, and the long sword of Fengyunzhi was absorbed in it and started to fight.

Fengyunzhi's sword spun up involuntarily, faster and faster, and was about to get rid of it, when suddenly his strength was withdrawn, and the long sword was recaptured, and Ren Yuying's momentum did not change, like a giant beast with a huge mouth and sharp teeth, strangled towards Fengyunzhi. Fengyun stopped the wind on the soles of his feet, stepped back, temporarily avoided the edge, and at the same time picked and thorned, dismantling the opponent's sharp teeth one by one.

Ren Yuying's feet landed on the ground and floated up again, flying straight up, flying as quickly as a storm hitting the moon, intending to strengthen the offensive from top to bottom with the power of swooping. How could the wind and clouds allow her to succeed, and her feet exploded immediately, and the flat ground shot straight into the air like thunder, not lagging behind the people at all, and the two sides rushed to attack. The wind and clouds stopped the long sword and shook, and the tip of the sword stabbed at the opponent like raindrops. Ren Yuying used her sword like silk, weaving a dense net to block the attack, and at the same time, it was also used as a form of attack to bully Fengyun. Fengyun stopped a move to "split Huashan" to tear the dense net, and Ren Yuying suddenly reversed his palm like the wind and slapped it. The wind and clouds did not retreat at all, and the palms of the hands were catching up, and the palms of the two were numb, and they both felt that the internal strength of the other party was like an abyss, and they didn't know the depth. The two sides immediately joined each other, without dragging their feet, bounced back little by little, and fought together again.

The strength of both sides is extremely strong, the swordsmanship is exquisite, and the strength is concentrated, and there is no return, and a move and a half are not wasted. The two forces turned into two sword qi, which corresponded between heaven and earth, like wind and clouds changing, like a tsunami and a tsunami, everything was shaking, everything was trembling. Slowly, both of them sank into a murderous aura and began a life-and-death struggle. Ren Yuying wanted to make a last fight, and drove the long sword with all her might, but it reached five waves and seven waves, and finally gathered a peak to impact, even the sea and the cliff were bound to be shattered into 10,000 pieces under one blow, and it was a good move to "urge the rock to slash".

Feng Yunzhi had never seen such a powerful sword move, and he was slightly shocked in his heart, but he finally came from a famous sword family, and he had already come up with a confrontation move only when he took a step back. But seeing that his sword was like a snake core, countless sword points were formed in an instant, this move was a very ordinary "Ten Thousand Points Cold Star", which looked flashy and unrealistic, and it was not enough to fight against the opponent's "Rock Slash". However, if you look at it carefully, nine of these 10,000-point cold stars are the stars of death, which are extremely lethal, which is the essence of this blow. This move is an innovative work of Fengyun stopping the "Kyushu Fengyun" in the "Ten Thousand Cold Stars", and Ren Yuying's wave peak intersects, such as the resonance of two thunders sweeping the world, and the sound of the intersection of the two swords is mixed into one, and only the moment of meeting is the twenty-seven swords. The two of them parted at the touch of a button, and then took a break. Fengyun Zhi was slashed with a sword in his chest, but fortunately he was not injured, and three round holes the size of copper coins appeared on Ren Yuying's body, and the cloth crumbs fell in the wind.

The sword just now was really dangerous. The two of them were only addicted to fighting, and unconsciously they had used desperate moves, almost crazy, but they did not lose their minds, and at the moment of life and death, the two of them collected their swords in time to save their lives. Otherwise, there will be three blood holes on Ren Yuying's body, and the wind and clouds will hurt the muscles and bones, and the five internal organs, and it is inevitable that both will be injured.

After this danger, both of them felt a little chill in their hearts. Fengyun stopped wanting to stop here, but Ren Yuying was thinking about it, thinking about how to crack Fengyunzhi's moves. Qingyu suddenly stood up and shouted, "Have you made enough trouble, if you don't have enough, go elsewhere, don't disturb Yixuan here." ”

Ren Yuying said coldly: "I won't kill your father and son today, I will never give up, and I will die." "There was electricity under her feet, and the oblique sword flew in front of her chest, and Fengyun was afraid that she would hurt Qingyu, so she swung her sword and went up again. Who knows, the white shadow next to him flashed, passed by, fast as a phantom, only to hear a crisp sound accompanied by a muffled sound, the long sword in Ren Yuying's hand was broken, there was an extra bloody wound on his chest, and his clothes were instantly dyed red. Qingyu's feet were nailed to the ground, and she slid backwards stiffly, and the corners of her mouth slowly overflowed with blood.

It happened suddenly, Ren Yuying never expected that Qingyu's shot would be so fast, and before she could see clearly that the long sword in her hand had been broken, fortunately she reacted instinctively and shot it away in time, otherwise she would be on the spot today.

If this blow of Qingyu is impossible on weekdays, but at this time, the pain and resentment squeezed in his heart have reached the peak, and there is nowhere to vent, and he was intensified by Ren Yuying, and he exploded in an instant, and the power of his body instantly poured out and condensed into a sword, reaching the realm of transcendent sainthood.

Ren Yuying covered her wound and said fiercely: "Stinky boy, count you ruthless, I can't kill your father and son this time, it's your creation." But I will never give up my gratitude for this, and I will definitely take the head of the Fengyun clan to commemorate my husband. With all kinds of resentment and unwillingness in his eyes, he slowly walked towards the woods, completely ignoring the father and son of the Fengyun clan behind him.

Qingyu fell to his knees with a puff like a deflated breath, and was about to fall, he only felt weak at this time, and he was about to faint. Fengyun hurriedly held him up and sent internal force to heal him. After a long time, Qing Yu Fang came to her senses and opened her eyes.

Feng Yunzhi stood up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said, "Yu'er, are you better now?"

Qingyu was actually not seriously injured, but because she was in a hurry for a while, she was hit violently and her blood surged up, and it was no big deal to push the blood through the palace after the wind and clouds, but the wound in her heart could not be healed in a moment.

Qingyu slowly stood up and said, "Dad, I'm much better, you wait for me, I'll go and say goodbye to my friends." Turning around and walking to Xiao Yixuan's grave, tears instantly overflowed into his eyes, flowing slowly like a clear spring, condensing into beads bit by bit, flashing with crystal light and falling on the tip of the grass under his feet, and the person stood quietly like this, without speaking for a long time.

Feng Yunzhi saw Qingyu's sad appearance, and his heart was also very sad, he stepped forward, patted Qingyu on the shoulder and said: "Yu'er, I am very touched that you can be so sad for Miss Xiao, I am happy to have a loving and beloved son like you." At this time, I can fully understand your feelings, but the dead are gone, and the living still have a lot to do, and they cannot stay in grief for a long time and collapse. You have to let your heart be liberated as soon as possible. ”

Qingyu sobbed and said: "I can't be freed, I can never forgive myself, I killed her with my own hands, I killed him......"

Feng Yunzhi was slightly shocked in his heart, only to understand that it was Qingyu who killed Xiao Yixuan by mistake, this self-blame and guilt are indeed easy to dissolve, and after pondering for a long time, he explained: "Everything is providential, you don't have to blame yourself too much, I think Miss Xiao knows underground, and I don't want to see you now." Wiping your tears, hurry up and get strong, you must know that you are not only alive for yourself, but also for Miss Xiao, you and me and your mother, the wind and clouds are one. You were born as the heir of a Fengyun family, and you were born to bear the responsibility and mission of defending the family and the country, defending the justice of the martial arts, establishing a heart for heaven and earth, establishing a life for the people, continuing to learn for the saints, and opening peace for all generations, this is what you should exhaust your efforts and fight for. Hurry up and wipe away your tears and be strong. ”

Fengyun's words made Qingyu's heart rise with pride. It is precisely the prime of his life that a hot-blooded boy can forget the country and the nation because of his daughter's affection? My father taught him to serve the country since he was a child and take it as his responsibility to save the nation from danger.

Qingyu wiped her tears, stroked Xiao Yixuan's tombstone and whispered: "The empty mountains and water are as cold as iron, and the wind and feathers are bitter and bitter. There is no way back to the end of the world, and the sword is pointed at Pingchuan and turned into a ghost. Yixuan, now that you have found your father, the family can be reunited in heaven, may you always enjoy peace, I will often come to see you in the future. The covenant of life and death is that I have failed you, and I can only repay it in the next life. Then he turned away and never looked back.

Feng Yunzhi said: "If you have a confidant in life, what more can you ask for? Yu'er loves you very much, and her sincerity can be expressed in the world, Miss Xiao, you should be glad that you have a soul in the sky." He turned and went after his son.

Fengyunzhi was not in a hurry to take Qingyu home, he didn't want his wife to see his son's sad appearance, so after going down the mountain, he found an inn to stay, and the next day he took Qingyu out to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Qinhuai. He tried to enlighten Qingyu in various ways, hoping to open his son's heart knot, let Qingyu feel the beauty of life again, build confidence in life again, and get out of the haze of sadness.

Qingyu understands Fengyunzhi's actions very well, he doesn't want his father to feel sorry for him, so he is also trying his best to get out of the sadness as soon as possible. After all, he was smart and young, and he knew that the dead were gone, and no amount of grief would help. His love for Xiao Yixuan is eternal, and he does not need to be sad for a long time to express, people always have to face the future, and it is impossible to indulge in grief and resentment all the time without extricating themselves. True love is eternal, life is short, and it is time to get out of grief and be reborn, because there is still a lot to do.

After more than a month of enjoying the mountains and rivers, coupled with her father's enlightenment and encouragement, Qingyu's mood slowly improved, although she could not talk and laugh as before, but she had walked out of her sadness and established self-confidence. He didn't want to worry about Fengyun, so he behaved cheerfully and lively. Feng Yunzhi felt that it was time to take his son home, so he said to Qingyu: "Yu'er, we have been out for a long time, if we don't go back, I'm afraid your mother will be sick in a hurry, why don't we leave home tomorrow." ”

Qingyu said: "I should have gone home a long time ago, I miss my mother too, but I have something entrusted by a friend to deal with it, and I will go back later." You go first tomorrow and go home and inform my mother, so that she can rest assured that I will go home as soon as possible when I am done with this matter. ”

Feng Yunzhi asked, "What's the matter, do you want your father to go with you?"

Qingyu shook her head and said, "No need, Dad, I'll do it quickly." Then he told Ye Yinxia about his request to be buried with Xu Zhen before he died.

Feng Yunzhi nodded and said, "Now that you have grown up, you are much more mature than before you left home, and your father is very relieved." It is rare for this friend of yours to be so affectionate and righteous, and since you have agreed to his request, you should handle this matter well in order to fulfill the righteousness of a friend. Tomorrow you can go. ”

Qingyu said: "Thank you, Dad, I will definitely go home as soon as possible so that you and your mother will not worry." ”

Feng Yunzhi looked at Qingyu laughing, as if he saw the previous Qingyu again, a lively, intelligent and delicate son, a son who loves to joke with everyone, making everyone angry and loved, and felt a little comforted in his heart. Suddenly he remembered Xiao Yixuan, I don't know what kind of girl she is, she can make her lover so infatuated, she is willing to follow her to death, but he didn't dare to ask, for fear of arousing the previous sadness. He thought of Chen Yue'er again, that innocent and cute little girl. On that day, Chen Yue'er ran to her crying, pulled her arm and cried, the evil deeds of the Ghost Sect, telling about the tragic death of her father, and she was comforted to wipe away her tears. As a result, she sued Qingyu again, saying that Qingyu was fascinated by a woman of unknown origin, and even ignored her, and wanted to punish her severely after Qingyu returned home, and did not allow Qingyu to like the woman surnamed Xiao, and apologized to her.

Thinking of this, Feng Yunzhi said with a smile: "Yu'er, your Uncle Chen's daughter complained to me, saying that you are very bad to her and want me to punish you severely." ”

Qingyu's head grew when she thought of Chen Yue'er, and she said with a bitter face: "This little girl who is a good thing loves to fan the flames, lest the world be chaotic, and you can't believe her words." ”

Feng Yunzhi pretended to be serious and said: "That's not good, not only do I believe what she said, but I have already promised her." ”

Qingyu hurriedly asked, "Dad, what did you promise her?"

Feng Yunzhi smiled and said: "I promised her, as soon as you go home, you will make amends to her, and then marry her." "This is Fengyun stopping at the test of Qingyu, but there is no such thing.

Qingyu's face changed, and she said: "Dad, this matter must not be, I don't agree, Yixuan has gone, and it is impossible for a child in this life to like any girl anymore." ”

Feng Yunzhi said: "How can you waste your time for a woman at a young age? Besides, Yue'er's mother and daughter were lonely and helpless after your Uncle Chen passed away, and they need someone to take care of them, and Yue'er is innocent and cute, and she likes you very much, why not?"

Qingyu didn't want to listen anymore, and said: "But I don't like her, except for Xiao Yixuan, I don't like anyone." ”

Fengyun stopped his anger and said: "Bastard, Miss Xiao is gone, do you want to never marry for the rest of your life, our Fengyun family has been passed down from generation to generation, and I only have one son of you, if you don't marry a wife, will we let our Fengyun family be the last?"

Qingyu's voice also became louder: "Could it be that I am a tool for the Fengyun family to inherit the lineage? Do I marry a wife just to have children and inherit the family's incense? I don't like Chen Yue'er just don't like it, even if you force me to get married, I will never have the slightest affection for her, I can only make her miserable for the rest of her life." ”

Fengyunzhi was really angry now, and said angrily: "Since you have spoken to this point, I Fengyunzhi has the right to not have your son, you are just a tool for the Fengyun family to inherit the lineage, as long as you leave a son and a half daughter for the family, you can do whatever you like in the future, I don't care about you anymore, and I will no longer be your father in the future." Then he turned around and wanted to leave.

Qing Yudong knelt on the ground, grabbed Fengyunzhi's arm and sobbed and said, "Dad, don't force me." ”

Seeing Qingyu's sad appearance, Fengyunzhi's heart was also sour, feeling that his words were too heavy, and this topic was raised too early, Qingyu is a very affectionate child, how could he easily agree to marry Miss Xiao soon after she died? And it is his freedom to which girl his son likes, how can he force him to marry Chen Yuer, which is too disrespectful of the child's feelings.

Feng Yunzhi can think of this, which shows that he is a very enlightened father.

Feng Yunzhi touched Qingyu's head with his father's love, and said: "Yu'er, it's not good for your father, you shouldn't be forced like this." It's just because marrying a wife and having children is a major event in life, and my father doesn't want to watch you spend your life alone and live forever in the shadow of Miss Xiao's death, so he was forced to mention this matter. Okay, Daddy won't force you anymore. Reaching out to help Qingyu up, he wiped the tears from his face.

Qingyu looked at Fengyunzhi's kind face, deeply felt her father's love for herself, and felt a little sour in her heart, and shouted Dad, she threw herself into Fengyunzhi's arms and cried bitterly, and the tears rolled down again, soaking through her father's clothes.

The next day the weather was fine, and after a night, Qing's heart was much calmer and no longer hurt. Fengyun saw that his son looked good, so he was much more relieved. After the father and son said goodbye, they parted ways, and Fengyun Zhi embarked on the journey home, while Qingyu rushed to a valley in the west to find the location of Xu Zhen's grave according to the location described by Ye Yinxia before his death.

Things went well, and Qingyu quickly found Xu Zhen and buried her bones with Ye Yinxia in a tomb.

After setting up the tombstone, Qingyu bowed to the incense, and said: "Brother Ye, I have helped you achieve your wish, you can rest in peace under Jiuquan, may you and Xu Zhen's souls be separated from each other again." ”

Qingyu looked back at the beautiful valley, and couldn't help but think of Xiao Yixuan again, this was originally the place where he wanted to live in seclusion with Xiao Yixuan, but he didn't know that today it has become the home of Ye Yinxia and Xu Zhen, but Xiao Yixuan is separated from his yin and yang. That's it, all the mistakes are providence, providence makes people, and people can't help it.

Qingyu lifted the sword, said goodbye to the graves of Ye Xu and the others, and said, "Brother Ye, Miss Xu, little brother will say goodbye." You are vulnerable to meet Yixuan, help me take good care of her. After that, he strode away, singing the rivers and lakes: The sword dances in the forest, and the rivers and lakes go out of the rivers and lakes, intending to fight for heaven and earth. When you meet a red face, you will be on the same road at the end of the world. The origin is compounded, the wind and rain are twisted and turned, who can share it, only to compete. Lijian Han smiled and opened the way to kill the forest, Ren Feiyang, and the blood washed the sky. I don't know if it's going back, like in a dream, nine days of tears, and my liver and intestines are broken. I want to give up a thousand killings, but I don't know the wind, thunder, rain and fog, thousands of trees wither, and the stars sink into the river. Disgusted with the world, abandoning the heavenly and spiritual dwellings, waving his sword and roaring to the green clouds, chasing the wind and passing away lightly, no longer singing in the hills, and dyeing the forest red. Feiya stands proudly, passing away the sword, to the front line of Taiyu, not hearing the sound, not knowing how to come and go.

A figure slowly disappeared into the dense forest.