After the Blood Bodhisattva left, Wen Renyu entered the ruined temple with his madness. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wen Renyu flew up from the beam of the house and took out the Sancai sword that had followed him for many years, as well as the short sword that was fought for, Yuheng.

With two swords, one long and one short, Wen Renyu once again danced two yi and three swords in front of the broken temple gate.

This time, I heard the unhappiness of the feather dance, and one move and one style in order to see clearly for the crazy man who is not smart. But when it should be fast, it is still fast, when it should be slow, it is still slow, the sword flowers are extremely beautiful, and the Yuheng sword is made of flame iron, this dance is like a blooming fire lotus.

"Come, give me a dance of your brother's sword. ”

I was so crazy to see it, my brother's swordsmanship was so wonderful and beautiful! Wen Renyu smiled gently, and I felt that it was not real, and I rubbed my eyes, I really doubt that I didn't wake up, is such a gentle gentleman still a gentleman?

A slap slapped the maniac on the head who was still rubbing his eyes.

"Knead what!

Crazy hehehe, this is the gentleman she knows!

Wen Renyu smiled and looked at the sword dance, drinking wine, as if there was a time when someone danced the sword in front of him like this, and he also drank wine.

"Uh...... Hehe, I forgot......" After dancing more than a dozen moves, she can't remember it anymore, in fact, she has already danced, but she is still endless.

Wen Renyu walked over slowly, raised his right hand, and when he saw this posture, he knew that he was about to be knocked on his forehead again, so he immediately shrank his head and closed his eyes tightly.

A large, rough hand slowly rested on her frenzied head, gently rubbing her unkempt hair. Shu Madness opened an eye slit slightly, and saw if it was the Master standing in front of him. Could this be the treatment of a formal disciple?

"Crazy, you once asked me what the thing called wine tastes like, and you can taste it today?" Wen Renyu took out the wine jug and handed it over.

Shu Crazy sniffed it, and a strong spicy smell came to her nose, and before she could drink it, she fanned her nose with her hand and stuck out her tongue to shout spicy. Wen Renyu laughed.

All night, Wen Renyu was carefully teaching Shufang, and he didn't knock on his forehead once. Shu Crazy couldn't remember, so Wen Renyu taught her hand in hand again until she was taught.

Nangong Shu felt that this was the happiest moment in his life after leaving his brother.

This night, she fell asleep with a smile, and she dreamed that when she woke up in the morning, she already had a fragrant breakfast waiting for her.

In the early morning of the next day, Nangong sparsely rubbed his eyes with his dirty little hands, Wen Renyu was long gone, and there was no fragrant breakfast, it was really a dream......

However, today's madness was lucky, met the Blood Bodhisattva, and was invited to a meal. Now that Wen Renyu has been found, the Blood Bodhisattva is the eldest emperor, and he is no longer stingy, so he invited everyone to eat the best restaurant in Xingqing. This was a feast for everyone, especially the cheap translation.

Soon night fell, Nangong Shumad had already been washed and combed by the Blood Bodhisattva, and put on a girl's clothes. Looking at it this way, the madness is actually quite cute. The wind and snow are the kind of beauty that falls and falls, and the madness is a kind of pure and cute cuteness.

sub-hours

Two figures stood on the top of the mountain, one with a graceful figure and a bewitching posture. On the other hand, the other is that there is no standing phase, and the contrast is huge.

Wen Renyu stretched his body and sat down. There was a stone in front of him, and Wen Renyu took out two wine glasses out of nowhere and poured them with spirits.

"Girl, I don't know if you still don't drink, so you should have a drink with me. ”

The Blood Bodhisattva hesitated, she never drank alcohol, and even hated it, but she still took the glass of wine and poured it in one gulp.

Suddenly, a strong spicy smell spread, and the choked blood bodhisattva hurriedly turned around and vomited, patting his chest and coughing.

"What's so good about this thing, why do you men love to drink it so much, cough cough ......"

The Blood Bodhisattva frowned, amusing Ren Yu and laughing.

"Girl, wine is a good thing, when you have something to worry about, come to a pot, get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows! how good it is to be drunk and dream of death......" Speaking of the back, Wen Renyu was also depressed, and poured a sip of wine.

"Seniors are also trapped by love?"

Wen Renyu heard this question, and replied with a smile: "You think that everyone is like you, trapped by love." You say how idle you should be when you call this love, and you come out every day to trap people?"

"My life has been bumpy, and I have been a scholar in ten strokes. Later, I became a master of swordsmanship, and I was happy to be gracious, punishing evil and promoting good. In the end, I found that this was all a mirror and a moon, and I was used to kill good people in vain. Back then, I had the opportunity to win Xiao Tianyan, but why did I work hard for those so-called righteous and righteous gentlemen? What I pursued in life was to be free and easy, and I was not happy without drinking. ”

Wen Renyu was free with a sword, drunk and lying on the battlefield. What I want is to be free and let me soar. The Blood Bodhisattva sat silently across from him, secretly wondering in his heart, did any of the people he killed kill by mistake?

"Girl, there is no unsolvable grudge, only a knot that you can't see. "Wen Renyu is a little drunk, how can he drink thousands of cups in his life, and how can he ever be drunk?

The corner of the Blood Bodhisattva's mouth sneered, and he did not comment. This hint of sneer naturally did not escape Wen Renyu's eyes, and he also sneered.

"Girl...... Listen to me, don't be confused, he's been dead for so long, you can let go of what you should put down...... Wufu always gave me dreams, saying that the one who can't let go of it is you......"

The Blood Bodhisattva was about to say something, but was stopped by Wen Renyu putting a finger to his mouth and a silent gesture.

"I'm not good at taking care of people, I hope you will remember the old love and help him take good care of his sister. How many years have my Sancai Sword followed me from birth to death, please transfer it to Shu Mad, and this Jade Heng Sword is just enough to let that girl use his brother's swordsmanship. ”

"Alas...... Senior, are you drunk......" The Blood Bodhisattva looked at Wen Renyu, who staggered and touched out two swords, and said softly.

"Hehe, girl, I'm old, I've been holding back for so many years, maybe I've talked a little more, don't you have to be weird......" Wen Renyu smiled, stood up with the wine jug, and sang loudly to the bright moon, the voice was desolate.

Singing when you get is gone, and you are resting when you lose

Sentimental and hateful

There is wine today, and there is drunkenness today

Tomorrow's sorrow comes, tomorrow's sorrow

Wen Renyu stood and blew a cool breeze for a while, and the wind was already strong on the top of the mountain, blowing his messy robe and dancing. After a while, he sat down slowly.

"I've drunk too much, I've already hurt myself, and I felt a few days ago that my limit was approaching, and from now on, I'll leave my madness to you. "The death of a person is a sad thing, but I can hear that Renyu I is free and easy, and there is no sadness at all.

"Senior, you have deep internal strength, if you quit drinking now and take my longevity pill, you will definitely be able to bless and prolong your life, please don't ......"

As soon as the Blood Bodhisattva heard that Renyu said this, she also had a good relationship with Wenrenyu, and immediately took out the elixir in a hurry, but before she could finish speaking, Wen Renyu grabbed her hand and interrupted her.

Wen Renyu slowly put the Yuheng Sword into the hands of the Blood Bodhisattva, and the Yuheng Sword already had a beautiful scabbard, which was made by Wen Renyu himself.

"Girl, don't interrupt me anymore, I'm ...... It's almost there, too. ”

The Blood Bodhisattva was about to say something more, but when she heard that Renyu gave her a look, she slowly shook her head, and finally the Blood Bodhisattva didn't say anything.

"I have carried this Yuheng Sword with me for many years, this is actually an ordinary divine weapon, although the appearance is different, but it is indeed the smelting and forging technique of the Xia State Sword, which can be forged...... The ...... of this sword People, all under heaven...... It's just ......"

Speaking of the back, Wen Renyu's breath became more and more faint, and he seemed to vaguely say a name, and he didn't know if the Blood Bodhisattva heard it.

"Uh...... Seemingly...... That's still old...... Today's wine ...... Seems a bit ...... It's intoxicating......"

Wen Renyu sat in front of the Blood Bodhisattva, smiling, closing his eyes peacefully, and his hand slowly drooping. It was the last thing he had in mind.