Nangong Yuyu pulled Li Mengxin to sit down in the boudoir and personally poured her a cup of hot tea. "Xin'er, can I call you that?"

Li Mengxin's mind was full of Zhuge Chunqiu's shadow, and she said absentmindedly: "It's all up to Sister Nangong to like it!"

"Hey!" Nangong Yuru sighed, as a person who came over, she didn't know. Stand up, walk to the window, quietly look at the green trees and flowers outside the window, pavilions, and clean up this messy thought.

Just when Li Mengxin was waiting restlessly, Nangong Yuru's tone was quiet and affectionate: "For Qiu'er, are you willing to do anything?"

Although Li Mengxin was strange about Nangong Yuru's name for Spring and Autumn, she didn't have time to think about it at this time!

"Including innocence!" Nangong Yuru suddenly turned around and stared at Li Mengxin's eyes tightly. The sudden question made Li Mengxin slightly flustered, and then fell into deep thought, and the atmosphere was very delicate for a while.

The first acquaintance, the wonderful misunderstanding! The blood sword oath, the oath in front of the secret treasure, the life and death dependence in the treasure, the scenes flashed in my mind. Li Mengxin showed a sweet, happy smile, and in her heart, she had already made a decision.

Raising his head and looking at Nangong Yuru's staring gaze, Li Mengxin smiled, and the smile was so calm and sweet.

"For the sake of Spring and Autumn! Don't say innocence, what about life!" The voice was very soft, so soft that Nangong Yuru couldn't help but indulge in it. Wasn't it the same with him at the beginning?

Thoughts, thoughts! Tears flowed.

"Sister Nangong, what's wrong with you?" Looking at Nangong Yuru, who was silent but burst into tears, Li Mengxin asked with concern.

Nangong Yuru woke up in shock, wiped away the tears on her face in a panic, and her voice trembled slightly: "It's okay!"

"Xin'er! Promise me! No matter what happens! You and Qiu'er will go on bravely!" Nangong Yuru raised her head and looked at Li Mengxin seriously.

"Sister Nangong!" Li Mengxin became more and more confused, what is wrong with Sister Nangong today, it is not Zhuge Chunqiu, a thought popped up in her mind that made her dare not think about it.

Nangong Yuru waved her hand! trembling and leisurely came to the bed, lifted the brocade quilt, took out a long strip of brocade wrapped in items, trembled her hands, and handed it to Li Mengxin.

Li Mengxin became more and more confused, the uneasiness in her heart became more and more intense, looking at the brocade wrapped in front of her, she didn't dare to reach out to pick it up, and in her apricot eyes, tears flowed silently down her cheeks inintuitively.

Nangong Yuru was immersed in her own grief, and suddenly saw Li Mengxin burst into tears, her grief was inexplicable, and she was very strange in her heart, she was missing her deceased husband, and she wanted to give away the sword forged by her deceased husband with his life, and she was reluctant, why did she do this?

Nangong Yuyu was already very smart, and after thinking about it for a while, she knew that her previous words and performance made her misunderstood, and she knew that she was really concerned about it, this idiot is really a pair of idiots!

"Xin'er, this sword is a pair of Qiu'er's traceless sword, today, I will give it to you!" Nangong Yuyu bit his silver teeth, and gave away the relics of his deceased husband that he put beside him when he went to bed every day.

Li Mengxin watched this sword being wrapped in brocade by Nangong Yuru, and took it out from the bed where she was sleeping, obviously, such a thing is very important to Sister Nangong, otherwise she would not be so out of shape.

"I'm sorry, Sister Nangong, this sword must be very important to you, I can't ask for it!" Li Mengxin solemnly pushed the brocade-wrapped long sword in front of him back in front of Nangong Yuru.

"Silly boy, take it! Take it, and there will be less obstruction between you and Qiu'er!" Nangong Yuru's eyes were red and she comforted, Qiu'er and Xin'er's infatuation and determination. Let her last vestiges of prejudice against Xin'er and Qiu'er seriously hurt Qiu'er so far, she doesn't want the two to repeat the mistakes of herself and her deceased husband.

Li Mengxin thought about it again and again, but she couldn't make a decision, and she was very hesitant.

"Silly girl! This sword and Qiu'er's traceless sword are originally a pair, and their name is Qiushui. In my hands, it just buried it. Nangong Yuru lifted the brocade, her eyes full of melancholy.

"But!" Li Mengxin glanced at Nangong Yuyu, her face full of confusion.

Nangong Yuru stuffed the sword into Li Mengxin's hand, as if she had used all her strength, she sat down paralyzed, "But what? After being separated for so long, it's time for the pair of swords to reunite." ”

Li Mengxin was holding the sword, and there was still the residual warmth and body fragrance of Nangong Yuru on it.

She cherished the sword in her arms, respectfully greeted Nangong Yuru, and cried: "Thank you, Sister Nangong!"

Nangong Yuyu helped Li Mengxin up with a smile on her face, and while Li Mengxin put away the sword with great care, she felt that her suppressed sadness suddenly relaxed, was there something missing? or something she put down?

"Xin'er, let's go see Qiu'er!" Nangong Yuru took Li Mengxin's hand and walked out.

"Protector!" In front of the attic where Zhuge Chunqiu was recuperating from his injuries, two guards saluted Nangong Yuyu with fists.

"Open the door! I'm going to go in and see the young master!" Nangong Yuru looked indifferent and said in a cold tone.

The two guards glanced at each other and replied in unison: "Qi Qi Protector, the pavilion master explains, no one is allowed to enter except him, disturbing the young pavilion master!"

"Presumptuous!" Nangong Yuru was furious.

The two knelt down to plead guilty, but they didn't give an inch: "Protect the Dharma and calm your anger! The pavilion master has a special explanation! The little one doesn't dare to disobey!"

"Sister Nangong, don't embarrass them! We won't go in and disturb the Spring and Autumn Period!" Li Mengxin was full of melancholy.

"Look what this is?" Nangong Yuru suppressed her anger and took out an object.

The two guards raised their heads and panicked: "I've seen the pavilion master!"

"Can I go in now?" Nangong Yuru asked.

"Dharma protector, please, please don't disturb the young master!" the two guards stepped aside and explained respectfully.

"Hmph!" Nangong Yuru snorted coldly and walked in hand with Li Mengxin.

I saw Zhuge Chunqiu only wearing a close-fitting brocade robe, with silver needles inserted in his body, lying quietly on the bed.

"Spring and Autumn!" Li Mengxin threw herself in front of Zhuge Chunqiu's bed, crying sadly.

"Chunqiu! Wake up! We will not be separated, we will not pay attention to all mundane things, we will wander the world together, and it is good to fight the end of the world with a sword!" Li Mengxin was afraid of disturbing Zhuge Chunqiu, so he didn't dare to touch him.

Nangong Yuyu stood aside, weeping.

No one saw it, and when Li Mengxin said this, Zhuge Chunqiu's eyelids moved slightly.

"Do you still want to wander the world and fight the end of the world!" Zhuge Wuwei came from outside, and his momentum was violent.

Nangong Yuru smiled bitterly, what she was most afraid of happening was here.

Li Mengxin looked at Zhuge Wuwei who entered the door in astonishment!

"Get me out!" Zhuge Wuwei scolded angrily.

"You!" Nangong Yuru was about to retort and argue, but Li Mengxin gently tugged at her sleeve.

Nangong Yuru hesitated, took Li Mengxin's hand and walked out.

Zhuge Wuwei also tended to follow, and the wooden door behind him closed automatically.

"Stop!" Zhuge Wuwei shouted.

Hearing this, Nangong Yuyu paused his steps, turned around and asked, "What do you want?"

Zhuge Wuwei ignored it, suddenly stared at the sword in Li Mengxin's hand for a moment, and asked in a deep voice: "This is your choice?"

"So what?" Nangong Yuru said-for-tat.

Zhuge Wuwei's hair and beard moved, and the gray robe was windless and automatic, grinning. Angry: "Isn't it enough?"

"Enough!" Nangong Yuyu sneered, disdainful.

"I also said you understand!Hahahaha! After so many years, you were wrong once, do you want to be wrong a second time?" Nangong smiled angrily, with a pretty face with rain, staring at Zhuge Wuwei with a sad expression.

"You!" Zhuge Wuwei was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, flicked his sleeves, and said no more.

Nangong Yuyun didn't give up, took a step forward, and sneered: "Am I wrong? If it weren't for you, Zijing wouldn't have died, and if it weren't for you, the eldest brother and the second sister wouldn't have heard from him, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead." The third brother will not lose all his skills and become a waste, but I will be left alone, and life is better than death, is this the result you want?"

Zhuge Wuwei's hair and beard were flying, trembling with anger, and his breath was short.

"You... You!" Zhuge Wuwei didn't say the follow-up words for a long time.

Nangong Yuyu smiled miserably, and said sadly: "Now that Qiu'er's life and death are uncertain, you are here to break him up and Xin'er! Zhuge Wuwei, what do you want?" The last sentence was hoarse.

"Zhuge Wuwei, what do you want...... Nangong Yuyi's roaring words kept echoing in Zhuge Wuwei's mind. "What is the intention...... What does it mean to "stand quietly in place, with no eyes in the eyes of the gods."

"Hahahaha!hahahaha!What do you want!What do you want!" Zhuge Wuwei looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Okay! What do you want!" Zhuge Wuwei looked directly at Nangong Yuru and laughed angrily.

"The matter of marriage is nothing more than the order of my parents, the words of the matchmaker! You actually asked me what I wanted?" Zhuge Wuwei was quite disdainful of Nangong Yuyu's reprimand.

When Nangong Yuyu heard this, her face was flushed with anger, and her whole body trembled, Li Mengxin looked at Zhuge Wuwei with a frightened face, Nangong Yuyu turned out to be Zhuge Wuwei's daughter, which she could never imagine.

Suddenly, Nangong Yuyu smiled, laughing so desolate and sad.

Qiu'er is the child of me and Zijing, the life of these parents!

"Rebel girl!" Zhuge Wuwei blew his beard and glared, pointing at Nangong Yuyu's hand, trembling with anger.

"It's just a matter of reasoning, how can you not pay attention to this right person!" Zhuge Wuwei was arrogant, and looked at Nangong Yuyu angrily.

Nangong Yuyu turned around, hugged Li Mengxin in her arms, and gently patted her fragrant shoulder to comfort her, although Li Mengxin tried her best to pretend to be strong, but the tears in her apricot eyes were dripping down.

Nangong Yuyu turned his head and glared at Zhuge Wuwei, his pretty face full of disdain. "The door is right! A good door, the Mobei Nangong family, the most legendary casting family on the rivers and lakes, the magic soldiers spread on the rivers and lakes, the top ten are from here, on the rivers and lakes, they can be proud of having a weapon cast by the Nangong family. ”

Nangong Yuyu paused and wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of her eyes. "The Li family in Yuhang, a scholarly family from generation to generation, both civil and military, resounding throughout the south of the Yangtze River! Its ancestor, Li Bai, a monk of Qinglian, is even more respected by the world as an immortal! Dare to ask his father! What about the Xingchen Pavilion that retired to Xingchen Island to sell intelligence? Aren't you still dreaming of being the No. 1 Pavilion in the world and the No. 1 faction in Kyushu?"

"You, you, evil obstacles!" Zhuge Wuwei immediately went crazy, stepped out, appeared in front of Nangong Yuyu, and slashed down with one palm.

Nangong Yuyu's eyes were tightly closed, motionless, and he let Zhuge Wuwei's palm split, and two tears slowly dripped down. If this palm is split, Nangong Yuyu will definitely die.