Three days later, in the dead of night, the cold and white moonlight shone through the skylight beside Yi Weiyi, and the ground seemed to be coated with a layer of ice crystals.

In the distant night sky, there were a few miserable jackdaw cries, at this time, he gradually woke up, slowly opened his eyes, he wanted to get up, but found that the pain all over his body was unbearable, he stretched out his palm, groped on the ground, as if looking for something. Suddenly, his palm seemed to touch something hard and cold, but fortunately, his sword was still there, and he sat up with difficulty and held it tightly in his hand.

At this moment, his ears remembered a sentence that his master had been teaching him, "Spirit Sword Warrior Bone, Evil Thoughts are immeasurable." Although it was only eight short words, he still did not grasp the deep meaning.

His hand gently caressed the handful that he called "Spirit" The sword, the sword that accompanied him from birth to death, his eyes condensed on the scabbard, he looked down at the carefully decorated scabbard in his hand, and his heart was full of thoughts, it was a scabbard dressed by a pair of skillful hands, it was delicate and beautiful, it reminded him of the most beautiful person in his mind, the woman he loved most in his life, after hardships, she finally became his wife, she was like his own sword, supporting himself to walk the rivers and lakes, laughing at the enmity, but she is not by his side now, his thoughts are like the moonlight of this night, gently swaying, only hoping to give the most plain and quiet company。

At this time, Yi Weiyi gave all his thoughts to Mu Ling, worries to Shi Jia, compassion to Luo Yuemei, and only left his grief to himself, Yi Weiyi shifted his gaze to the bleak moon in the night sky, he looked up through the skylight, took a breath, sighed, remembered life and death, remembered grievances and hatreds, and so, sadness began to spread with the moonlight.

Suddenly, a black shadow flashed, the figure was extremely fast, flashed by, and suddenly, the two disciples of the Spirit Dao Sect who were guarding the door had already fallen, Yi Weiyi held his breath, stared at every move outside the door, and slowly stretched out his hand to put the hilt of the sword, ready to draw the sword, the nerves were tense, and for a while, there was no sleepiness, and he maintained a high degree of vigilance.

The door was gently pushed open, and a person came in, it was a woman, through the moonlight, Yi Weiyi saw the person's appearance clearly, he was really startled, that person was Luo Yuemei.

Seeing that Luo Yuemei was still alive and not dead as Ning Zhiyuan said, Yi Weiyi was very overjoyed, he grabbed Luo Yuemei's hand tightly, and he was so emotional that he couldn't say a word.

At this time, Luo Yuemei opened her mouth first, and he said softly: "Brother Yi, take advantage of no one, let's escape quickly!"

Yi Weiyi's eyebrows showed a trace of worry, sighed, and said: "No, not now, I am seriously injured, the Spirit Dao Sect is heavily guarded, take me, it will drag you down, and when the time comes, neither of you will be able to get out." ”

After listening to Yi Weiyi's words, Luo Yuemei felt that her words were reasonable, but she still couldn't bear to watch Yi Weiyi being trapped in the Lingdao Sect, she said with a resolute expression: "No, Brother Yi, the Lingdao Sect is tantamount to the Longtan Tiger's Den to you, I will not let you suffer here again, they will definitely not let you go." ”

"If you go first, I know that you are safe and that I can see you, and I am satisfied, and you don't have to worry about me. Obviously, Yi Weiyi didn't want Luo Yuemei to take risks for herself.

Luo Yuemei looked at the moonlight on the ground in a daze, she got up suddenly, as if she suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, Brother Yi, I have a way to let them send you out, but I don't know if it will work." ”

"What way?" Yi Weiyi asked in a hurry with a puzzled face.

"Mu Ling and Shi Jia's two sisters, once told me a set of internal strength method called "Ling'er Jiayin", I remember that it mentioned that there is a strange point in the human body, if it is hit, it is convenient for the dead body, if you point this strange point for you, so that the Lingdao faction mistakenly thinks that you have died, they will throw you into the wilderness, when the time comes, I will go to solve the strange cave for you, so that you can escape from the clutches of the Lingdao faction effortlessly. Luo Yuemei told Yi Weiyi her own way, she was always like this, and countless ideas always poured out of her mind.

Yi Weiyi thought of the lonely Mu Ling and Shi Jia who was in prison, and felt that he couldn't die like this, nodded vigorously, and agreed with Luo Yuemei's idea.

Yi Weiyi handed over his sword to Luo Yuemei, asked her to take it out, and said: "Mei'er, you take my sword out, if I can't get out smoothly, you give it to Ling'er, tell her that I am not by her side, the sword is me, I am the sword, stay by her side for the rest of my life, and never abandon her." ”

Luo Yuemei said "um" and nodded heavily, she still loved Yi Weiyi deeply in her heart, but she had raised that narrow love to another greater level, love is a kind of fulfillment, not destruction.

Luo Yuemei found the strange acupoint recorded in "Ling'er Good News" at a position of one inch on Yi Weiyi's chest, and used a special acupoint technique to point at that acupoint.

After being clicked on the acupoint, Yi Weiyi really fell asleep like a dead corpse, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, he had no body temperature, and he didn't breathe.

Luo Yuemei let Yi Weiyi lie down, she stood in front of the door, glanced at Yi Weiyi, and then, covered the door, as when she came in, with Yi Weiyi's sword, performed light skills, stepped on the moonlight, flew away, like a Lingbo fairy.

At this time, the moonlight was thick, and it was already late at night, and finally, Luo Yuemei stepped on the wind and disappeared into the vast night. (To be continued.) )