A crescent moon hangs on the ruined temple wall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This temple that doesn't know what gods are enshrined, has long been crushed into powder for the wheel of time, and only a stone wall remains, struggling, unwilling to tell the world about the past.

The dust of the hustle and bustle of the day, in this cold night, is silent, maybe tired, but also rare to lie down and rest. This rare rest, but even the wind is a lot lonely, lying quietly in the corner, making this lonely city even more lonely and indifferent.

Luo Xiaosang wandered aimlessly along the dilapidated path in front of the temple, imagining that he was in this glorious place in the past, but unconsciously walked in front of the city wall.

The city wall has been exposed to the wind and sun, and it seems to be at your fingertips, but in the long river of time, with the warmth of the day, it is left with the coldness of the night. Luo Xiaosang gently put his hand on the city wall, but he could feel the warmth and drive away the chill on his body bit by bit.

The stairs on the city wall were also in tatters, as if they were about to collapse if they were stepped on, and if they were not covered with thick sand, they would have collapsed. Luo Xiaosang climbed the stairs, and when he stepped on the city wall, he finally saw the temple of the sky.

The depth of the night brought the warm embrace of this land full of holes, and this rare crescent moon was covered with a silver-white warm blanket, so that it could sleep quietly after being ravaged by the wind and sand.

Luo Xiaosang watched quietly for a moment, and there was no one in the Heavenly God Temple in the middle of the night, except for the occasional righteous path night patrol disciple who flew by at a low altitude. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the black sword behind his back slowly flashed out of three-color light, and his heart throbbed for no reason, and the familiar warmth was extremely cold, but it was the black sword that told him that it was surging at the moment, excited and wanted to rush to the sky.

Look up, look at each other.

With the lonely clean, like a lily blooming in this cold night, quietly look at each other.

Song Piaoxue was dressed in white, standing on top of the city tower, floating like a fairy. The Canglang Divine Sword behind him is emitting a yellow glow like autumn water. It's just that the light of autumn water, in this lonely cold night, reveals such a trace of warmth, such a trace of sorrow.

I don't know if it's the same as the black sword, throbbing, hoping to rush to the sky.

"Whoosh!" The sound of the sword passing by the night patrol disciple in the low sky cut through the lonely night sky, and also cut away, the entangled line of sight.

Luo Xiaosang trembled, he didn't know if it was the wind of the night, or the coldness in his heart, which finally made him react, and secretly scolded himself in his heart for being bold, and he dared to look at the lotus on the snowy mountain stupidly.

So he bowed slightly, and wanted to turn around and leave, but at this moment, Song Piaoxue actually fell from the top of the city tower, like a fairy of the Nine Heavens falling into the dust, and fell in front of him.

Luo Xiaosang was stunned, she didn't even know how to speak, she just looked at her blankly.

Until......

"Are all the wounds on your body healed?" The fairy sound is like a dream, although it is in front of you, it seems to come from the sky.

"I, it's already fine, thank you, thank you Senior Sister Guan ......" Luo Xiaosang knew that she must be asking about the injury at the bottom of the altar of the Snow Clan, but just waiting to thank her, there was another voice in her heart and said to herself, don't be stupid, what kind of character are you, she will care about you. In the end, the words became quieter and quieter.

Song Piaoxue's eyes were as bright as stars, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she glanced at Luo Xiaosang, saw him screaming as if talking to herself, her red lips were half-opened, and she said softly for a moment: "That day, I, I wanted to go back to find you......"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Xiaosang raised his head and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, I have heard from several senior brothers that the senior sister was seriously injured that day, and she had to ...... as a last resort."

This time, when he looked up, he saw Song Piaoxue's eyes as bright as stars, but he hurriedly lowered his head again, and never dared to raise his head again.

Song Piaoxue turned her head, but found that the intoxicating crescent moon sank into the darkness of the sky with helplessness, unwillingness and deep attachment.

There was a wind, blowing, whisking up everyone's black silk, and overflowing the fragrance into this boundless night.

The night is as cool as water, and the sky is speechless!

Luo Xiaosang was in a trance, as if in a dream, and I don't know how, so he got off the city wall and wandered alone in the lonely temple path.

The woman who is as cold as snow, the woman who is lonely and holy as the lotus of the snow-capped mountain, every time I see her, I bring fear and admiration, such she, is she concerned about me?

Concerned about me, a humble and insignificant layman?

Every time Luo Xiaosang thought of this, his heart trembled. There is a feeling that I can't explain clearly, but I am numb in my heart, in my hands, in my legs, in my soul, and even my cheeks, which are almost numb from the cold wind, are trembling slightly.

Just walking aimlessly in the relics of this history. It's also strange to say that since the righteous path has settled here, those patrol disciples who patrol every night have disappeared, otherwise it would be Luo Xiaosang's turn to wander around here stupidly.

Suddenly, the sound of rapid footsteps from the corner woke Luo Xiaosang up. In the middle of the night, there would be people running here, and suddenly remembered that at this time they were entangled with the Demon Sect, Luo Xiaosang was a spirit, but he was in a trance, and when the footsteps were about to arrive, he jumped out and shouted: "Who is it?"

The person who made the footsteps was also taken aback, and took a step back, and even shouted, "Who?"

The sky will dawn, the night will gradually recede like a tide, and the scenery immersed in it can also be seen clearly. I saw that the person who came was dressed in white, and it was someone I knew.

"Xingyun, it's you!"

"Ko-san!?"

It turned out that the person was his friend Yi Xingyun, but for some reason, he was running in the middle of the night, didn't he find that the demon cult demon had infiltrated the Heavenly God Temple with the intention of chasing after him?

"Xingyun, what are you running around here, but you found that someone from the Demon Sect has infiltrated the city?" Thinking of this, Luo Xiaosang approached and asked.

Who knew that Yi Xingyun shook his head, but he didn't answer, and asked, "Xiao Sang, why are you here alone?"

"I couldn't sleep at night, so I went out for a walk. If it's not something, why are you here?" Luo Xiaosang saw that Yi Xingyun's expression was twisted, as if something was wrong, and he looked left and right as he spoke, so he asked again.

Yi Xingyun looked at the direction behind Luo Xiaosang and said, "Xiaosang, you are from the direction of the city wall, in that place, are there any, have you seen anyone?"

Luo Xiaosang was stunned for a moment, and remembered Song Piaoxue, who was standing alone at the city tower under the night moon, and said: "I came from there, but I saw ......."

Before he finished speaking, Yi Xingyun rushed up, hugged Luo Xiaosang's arms with both hands, and said hurriedly: "Did you really see her?

Luo Xiaosang didn't know why, just because he had never seen Yi Xingyun with such an anxious look, he knew that something must be wrong with him, but he couldn't ask for a while, so he had to nod.

Yi Xingyun suddenly let go of the hand that was holding Luo Xiaosang, grabbed his hair, seemed to be extremely annoyed, and said, "She, she will hate me to death." Alas!"

Luo Xiaosang felt a "bang" in his heart, as if a big drum was beating, could it be that there was something concerned between Xingyun and Senior Sister Song?

Yi Xingyun glanced at Luo Xiaosang, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Good brother, I told you about this matter, you must keep it secret for me, and you can't say that you know it with others, okay?"

Luo Xiaosang saw that his expression was solemn and he didn't smile as usual, so he nodded heavily.

Seeing that he agreed, Yi Xingyun waited for a while, as if brewing, and finally said slowly: "I, I like someone." She, I supported each other when I was in the Northern Regions, even when I met the demon sect demon, I would not abandon ......"

Hearty as easy as a cloud, he will also twist because of shyness, and the more he talks, the quieter he becomes. It's just that every time he says a word, it is like a big drum hitting a hammer in Luo Xiaosang's heart, which shakes his soul. Later, I couldn't even hear what Yi Xingyun said, only heard the last sentence, "Just now I met with her, and I told her what I meant, and before the matter is over, I will definitely ask my father to propose marriage to her master." It's just that she was annoyed that I was procrastinating, and in a fit of rage, she turned around and ran. I'm just chasing this ......."

Although it was in front of him, Luo Xiaosang felt that Yi Xingyun's voice came from the sky, and he actually made himself feel top-heavy.

They are happy with each other;

They're about to get married!

At this time, Luo Xiaosang felt a sense of heat in his heart, like nine ghost fires, putting his body in it, and scorching it repeatedly. The black sword behind his back raised the familiar coolness, and instantly swam all over his body. It's just that this coolness, not only can't dissipate the heat of his whole body, but it seems to add fuel to the fire, making his heart swell with bloodthirsty longing.

The evil laughter that had disappeared in his heart for a long time rang out again, and a fierce killing intent suddenly distorted Luo Xiaosang's face.

"Xiao Sang, you, what's wrong with you?" Yi Xingyun was telling Luo Xiaosang what was on his mind, and when he looked up, he found that Luo Xiaosang was full of ferocity, murderous aura, even worse than the demon demons he had met before, his eyes were red, and he was looking at himself murderously, and he couldn't help but take a step back involuntarily.

Yi Xingyun suddenly found that the person in front of him had the familiar appearance of a good brother in the past, more like a demon with countless blood on his hands, and the killing intent was real, not fake at all.

"Whoosh!" There was a sound of the sword in the air, Luo Xiaosang was shocked, it was in this epicenter, the golden light flashed in his eyes, the Buddhist heart method Xiao Mida Gong that he had practiced since he was a child, the Dharma was boundless, and at a critical juncture, it finally made him sway his mind.

The murderous intent and ferocious aura of the "unruly" laughing madness in his heart quickly receded like a tide, and the blood red between his eyes changed back to his previous clarity as the murderous aura receded. It's just that the pain like a tear still remains in my heart, but it has carved a deep scar.

"I," Luo Xiaosang swallowed his saliva, moistened his dry throat, and said bitterly: "Xingyun, I'm sorry, my old injury hasn't healed, just now, I accidentally hooked the injury just now." ”

Yi Xingyun was shocked, and looked at Luo Xiaosang tightly, until he was sure that the person in front of him was a good brother he had known since childhood, and then he put down Dashi in his heart, and said with a long sigh: "Xiaosang, do you know that you scared me to death." You have injuries on your body, but why didn't you tell me earlier, let's go, let's go back, I have a healing elixir in the door and put it there. ”

Luo Xiaosang smiled bitterly and said, "No need, I'll go back by myself." You, the person you are looking for may still be ahead, go and find her. ”

Yi Xingyun looked behind Luo Xiaosang after hearing this, glanced at him worriedly, and hesitated: "But, you ......"

Luo Xiaosang pushed him and said, "Long-winded, if you say it's okay, it's okay, and if you don't go to someone, you'll leave." But you, until now, I didn't know about it, let you go now, and settle accounts with you tomorrow. ”

Yi Xingyun smiled, glanced at Luo Xiaosang again, and then walked forward.

Luo Xiaosang watched Yi Xingyun's figure disappear into the night of Buddha Xiao, but the wry smile on his face dissipated little by little, dragging heavy steps, turning around and disappearing into the vast night.

The cold wind blew, but it was a little bleak and a little desolate.