readx;? The raindrops are getting more and more intense and dense. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info fell on the rocks and dripped between the cracks of the stones. Years of baptism and erosion have made the mountains and rocks here diverse. or sleek and edgeless, or with thousands of holes, all kinds of different colors.

On the mountain road, Zhao Dongsheng half-squinted, and his whole body was soaked by the rain. Raindrops hit the door and dripped down his cheeks. The small oil umbrella can only accommodate one person, although the two of them can squeeze it, but he was afraid that Shi Yue'e would wet his sleeves, so he didn't do so.

Looking at the people drenched in the rain, Shi Yue'e couldn't bear it, and said urgently: "Little junior brother, come over quickly......"

Zhao Dongsheng looked at the side with a smile on his face, wiped his cheeks with both hands, and said loudly: "Senior sister, I'm fine." The road is slippery on this mountain, so you should watch your step. ”

The cold wind is cold, the beads are tearful, the long sigh, and the oil umbrella is full of river love.

After walking for a long time, a stone forest stood impressively in the mountains. Each boulder is about seven or eight feet high, and its holes are dense, and the body is completely eroded by hunger and rain. Water droplets wear stones, and they wear rocks into forests. There are countless large and small stone pillars, some pointed and some flat, and the row spacing is unequal. The close ones lean one after another, and the far ones fall to the ground hard. In the abruptness, it added a bit of unique style to the frost and rain years to the Tears Mountain.

The raindrops crackled on the oil umbrella, only to feel a pain in his back, Zhao Dongsheng raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, and said secretly: "With such strength, no wonder these stone pillars have been beaten like this." In a flash, a strange thought emerged. "If you can do some penance in this rocky forest, and use the rain to hone it, it will definitely be of great benefit to your physique and bones. ”

Thoughts flash and then fade away. The disciples of Tears Mountain have a lot of prejudices against Xiaofeng Mountain, and it is a problem to enter the mountain gate, how can he be allowed to stay here to cultivate for a long time. Zhao Dongsheng shook his head and smiled bitterly, and couldn't help but forget this thought.

"Little junior brother, look. Slowly bypassing a few stone pillars, Shi Yue'e seemed to have found something, poked her head out and shouted in a low voice.

A few steps came to the front of him, and looked in the direction of her finger, only to see a man and a woman facing each other in the drifting rain. The man had a square face and thick eyebrows, tall and straight, dressed in a pale blue robe, and stood on a sharp-edged stone pillar. The woman is dressed in red, with fair and delicate skin, and she is the person of the Red Rui Dao of Tears Mountain. At his feet, a scarlet beast stood on all fours, a crystal bead shining on its forehead.

The two looked at each other from a distance, not saying a word, and their robes were soaked by the rain.

"Senior sister, do you recognize this man?" Looking at the complicated looks on the faces of the two, they were friends but seemed to have some deep hatred, and they were enemies but they didn't move for a long time. Zhao Dongsheng couldn't help but ask, and his right hand had already touched the pig-killing knife as he spoke, if the demon sect attacked the enemy, he would immediately rush to fight. After several battles, the people of the Demon Sect in their hearts did not have a good thing, and they may still be involved in the affairs of Xiaohu Village.

Shi Yue'e shook her head, watched the actions of the two of them closely, and said in a low voice, "I don't recognize it either." Don't act rashly, just wait and see, and take a look before you talk. ”

The rain drenched his sideburns and clung to his cheeks. The man's eyes trembled slightly, as if there were thousands of knots tied to his heart. After a long time, his lips opened and closed, and he said slowly: "Hongrui, I shouldn't have come here, I shouldn't have seen you again." My heart already belongs to you, and I should never trouble you again. You are the elder of Chaotianmen, and you are highly respected and respected by the disciples of the audience, and you have forgotten me, a negative person, since then. ”

Hongrui's eyes were red, and she didn't know if it was rain or tears, and drips slid down her cheeks. Raising the long sword in his hand, he pointed at the man and said softly, "Eighteen years ago, I slashed your left shoulder with the Cloud Piercing Sword. No matter how high your Taoism is, no matter how good your medical Tao is, you can't get rid of this scar. The scar on your own shoulder is gone, can you remove the scar from my heart?"

The clouds were getting lower and lower, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Hongrui could no longer control her emotions, and said with a heart-rending complaint: "Qingyang, you once said." Our love is indestructible, and even wind and rain are indestructible. But...... But how did it collapse...... In vain I listen to your swear of the mountains and seas, and in vain I am infatuated with you. In the end, it's nonsense. Qingyang, I don't think you're blind, you're blind. ”

There are countless grievances in the past. Immortal Road Stone Forest, Love Tomb Dusk Road. A little deeper, the sunset in the mountains rains in winter.

With a cramp in her heart, Hongrui jumped out with trembling hands, and her long sword sped rapidly in the chaotic raindrops, slashing at her head in front of her.

Staring at a cold glow in the beads, Qingyang was sour, and finally had to support his right hand. Eighteen years ago, he died a pity. But now, no.

In the gloomy clouds and heavy rain, a little bit of blood flowed down his arm and fell in the turbulent rain and went east. Qing Yang clenched the long sword, his palm had been submerged by the blade, and his flickering eyes were full of warmth. "Hongrui, I will apologize with death in the coming day. ”

The long sword fell slowly, "snapping" in the rain, as if telling of helpless sorrow. Looking into his eyes, Hongrui couldn't cry anymore. At this moment, she is no longer a respected and respected Elder Zhishan by thousands of disciples, she is just a woman, an ordinary woman who has suffered from wind, frost, rain and snow, and needs the love of her sweetheart.

The rain is beating, the sky is watching, and the two feelings are parting and dying to shake each other......

Looking at the strange situation in front of them, Zhao Dongsheng and the others rushed out in a hurry. The distance was far away, and the rain was loud, and Qing Yang and Hongrui didn't hear what they were talking about. But seeing that the two of them suddenly moved their hands, how could they ignore it, if that man was not a member of the Demon Sect, he must not be a good person.

The pig-killing knife was in his hand, the blade spurted out, and a scarlet blood swung out at Qing Yang.

The blood mangs galloped with a little raindrops, and his expression froze, looking at this momentum, the other party did not leave the slightest mercy. Immediately, with a wave of his robe, the white wind blade walked away towards it. The two were together, and the blood was deflected a few points, and the stone pillar on the side was obliquely scratched.

After a violent loud bang, the sharp-edged stone pillar was instantly flattened, and it slid down crookedly and smashed into a fluffy splash.

Shi Yue'e jumped up and sacrificed the purple gold hairpin, and the Dao Dao flashed away, and the heart bracelet in her hand was thrown at the same time, bringing layers of green shadows scattered and agitated.

Qingyang's eyebrows were furrowed, and for a while, the two of them were freed up to fight against him, but the cultivation of the two was inevitably worse. Seeing that his right hand waved in the air, the square heart bracelet seemed to encounter great resistance, and it was suddenly fanned to the side, and it fell down in a slippery way. Under his feet, lightning rushed down the rain. Qing Yang's left hand vibrated slightly, and a layer of white light spread out, lifting up all the rain on the ground, and covering the two of them like a huge wave over the river.

Looking up at the huge waves four or five feet high in front of them, Zhao Dongsheng and Shi Yue'e froze at the same time, and the waves seemed to be mixed with lightning.

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