Hug the moon like a spring, three or two clear springs from a distance leisurely flowing, leaping like a pearl, gradually converge into a turquoise river, hidden in the river of Chang'an, a small boat floating from afar, in this moment of dawn, incarnated into a feather arrow, the sail rises with the wind, shoots to Chang'an. A man in white stood on the bow of the boat, holding a snow-white paper umbrella in his hand, his long hair drooping, like snow like a spring, and his eyes like water, staring at Chang'an, slightly rippling.

Behind the man, there was a man in a green robe, smiling, looking at the approaching Chang'an city wall elegantly and excitedly, and wanted to open his mouth several times, glancing at the man in white, but he closed his mouth.

On this day, people in Chang'an said that the green glaze that had disappeared for decades reappeared, but it was much more handsome than back then.

In the cold deep palace, a woman in blue silently looked at herself in the mirror, many of her thousands of green silk have turned into a white snow dragon, leaning over gracefully and meekly, looking at this woman curiously, although because of years of intrigue in the political ring, has been ruthlessly exploited by the knife of the years, but the skin between her faces, there is still a cardamom age girl is also very envious of the jade skin, the peach comb in her hand spontaneously combed down, back and forth several times, the long black and shiny hair is as sassy as ink.

The woman sighed, folded her collar, and slowly got up, the gorgeous robe reflected her extraordinary temperament, showing her noble status, and said: "Qiu'er, help me get a piece ......of clothing, and the holy lord will read the holy decree later!"

But he saw a white dress, standing tall.

However, it is:

Heavenly snow illusion shadow,

Acacia wraps around the bowels;

The jade dragon is far out of the bright moon,

Return to your dreams!

Her leisurely gaze looked at the man's face, and her gaze suddenly shook, and the peach comb fell to the ground.

"...... Chonglou?" reverberated in this quiet palace for weeks like the first cry of a young bird.

Chonglou looked at her silently, looking at this girl, a soft light appeared in her purple pupils, and she smiled: "Wan'er, I haven't seen you for so many years, I can't imagine that you are still as old as cardamom?"

In just a few words, it hit the girl's heart, completely shattering the barrier she had built in the political arena for decades, as if it was a soft light, a ray of the sun, melting her ice-like heart, and the tears that had been exhausted for decades fell without hesitation, and instantly wet her thin clothes.

Chonglou walked up to her, stretched out his left hand, slowly wiped away her tears, and sighed: "Don't cry, I came back this time, there are two main things. Shangguan Wan'er was wiped by his fingers, and her intuition was like a burning fire, and she flew up a ball of red, and asked softly, "What's the matter?" Chonglou said with a smile: "The first point is mainly to come to see you, and the second point is ......" He paused, and a sharp light flashed out of his purple pupils, and said coldly, "Kill Xiao Ling!"

The monstrous killing intent burst forth, soaring silently in the sky, looking at the man and woman with disdain.

Shangguan Wan'er was intimidated by his monstrous murderous aura, and was afraid to speak for a while, but she suddenly heard his murderous intent restrained, and said softly: "Wan'er, come with me." Shangguan Wan'er's heart was shocked.

If the arrogant young sword god said this a few decades ago, he would definitely leave behind his grandfather's hatred and the hatred of being wiped out, and follow him to the ends of the earth. But now, I have fallen into this political quagmire, and it is difficult to break free if I want to. Now the major forces in Chang'an are constantly conflicting, and all the forces are taking advantage of Wu Zetian's old age to show their hands and feet and expand their forces.

She shook her head gently.

Shangguan Wan'er said lightly: "I can't go ......" The voice was like a mosquito, and Chonglou's cheeks turned white in an instant.

"Tomorrow, we are going to rebel...... Shangguan Wan'er said softly, "Chonglou, will you do it with us?" The strange colors in her eyes came out layer by layer, as if caressing, as if seducing, her snow-white arms quietly went around his neck, and said with a smile: "Okay?"

Chonglou's purple pupils gradually flashed a trace of confusion, as if he had fallen into the thousands of flowers, intoxicated in the dance of thousands of dancing girls, indulged in this pair of charming eyes, and was deprived of his soul by this girl who thought about it day and night.

Choke!

The Jade Dragon Sword sensed this strange gaze, and let out a violent dragon roar in Chonglou's sleeve, as if to warn, as if to warn, as if to admonish, as if mocking, as if saving his soul.

Chonglou was shocked by this violent dragon chant, the spirit platform was clear in an instant, his eyes burst out of the surging firelight, his hand was like an electric dragon, he instantly tightened her arm, and said angrily: "You dare to use the Heart-Snatching Technique on me, how can you use the Heart-Snatching Technique? You learned it from Wu Zetian?!" He gradually turned to rage, his purple pupils turned red, as if it was a tongue of fire in purgatory, roaring, lighting out a fire lotus, and spraying out.

Shangguan Wan'er watched him go crazy with a blank look, watching him angrily pull his arm, and forcibly pulled out a pale red mark, tears kept rolling in her eyes, she endured it desperately, but in the end, tears fell like a spring in the nine heavens, Chonglou saw her crying, suddenly stopped yelling, and gradually let go of her hand.

Shangguan Wan'er saw him let go, raised her eyes and saw that his eyes were full of desolation and misery, how sad is this?

Have you ever tried the kind of desolation when all your relatives are gone? Have you ever tried to kill your father with your own hands, but you don't know the helplessness? Have you tried the pain of being torn apart when you have a terrible devil in your body but can't get rid of it? Have you ever tried the madness of being plotted twice by your beloved?

Shangguan Wan'er looked at him, her eyes were cold, and she sneered: "Don't dare? Why don't I dare? Who are you? A prodigal son of the rivers and lakes, a traitorous man, or an outdated chief of the guard?" Her cheeks began to turn red, and her emotions gradually became excited, "Do you think I will really like you?" Hmph, I am now the most important person next to Wu Zetian, even if it is the second martial artist, it is difficult to shake me by three points, why should I go? In another day, I will have great ambitions, why don't I dare to use the heart-snatching technique on you?! ”

Every time she said the last word, Chonglou's heart was broken, and when she finished speaking, Chonglou only felt that his heart had been cracked, and in an instant, it became a sky of ice, which was wiped out in this ruthless word, turned into a sky of flying dust, and could never come back.

He staggered under his feet, his hands subconsciously held on to the sandalwood table on one side, his handsome cheeks were already distorted, his purple pupils seemed to be an old sword that had been rusted and blunted, and he no longer had the arrogant confidence of the past, his face was full of sadness, and the gloomy brilliance gradually contracted in his pupils, and gradually disappeared into the depths of his soul.

Chonglou roared violently, the deceitful brilliance exploded from his sleeve, the gorgeous jade dragon sword was born leisurely, his three fingers sticky handle, his right arm slashed, the long sword dragon roared, the silver light will be bright and dazzling on the four walls of the palace, everything has been stained with snow white, only one light is the most dazzling, roaring in this palace.

The Jade Dragon Sword roared angrily, the sword light slashed down from the top of the palace, and the roof tiles made a frightened roar, trembling violently, Chonglou was angry with a sword, and he wanted to cut this huge palace in half.

The sword light was fierce, slashing straight at the delicate figure.

Shangguan Wan'er stood in place, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she was laughing at herself, mocking herself for so many years of intrigue and intrigues, and seemed to be relieved, relieved that she could finally see him, although this sword light at this moment was sent by him, and as if she was smiling, laughing at the sword that helped her to be freed.

The jade dragon roared and pounced on her cheeks, but she was still immersed in her own spiritual world, her eyes confused and joyful, like a child waiting for a gift, and like a musician who was fascinated by dancing.

Confused, drunk!

However, it is:

Menghua laughs at the sky, obsessively intoxicated with the lantern palace dance;

The white water looks at the smoke and rain, and listens to the moon waves leisurely.

Chonglou looked at her confused smile, and his heart trembled suddenly, why did the two of them reach such a point? He looked at the delicate figure, and his heart was lost.

Sighing softly, he tilted his arm, and the sword qi swept over the side of her cheek, and the fierce killing intent strangled the green silk on her left side into a piece of dust in the human world.

He looked at her, and their eyes met.

Chonglou sighed and turned out.

The body suddenly stopped!

There was a man standing in the doorway, his thin figure seemed to cover the majesty of heaven and earth, obliterating all light and hope, domineering mixed with smiles, spinning back and forth on that person.

Perhaps, they are destined to be the enemies of their lives, Chonglou's sword of life, turning light into destruction, and Xiao Ling is in charge, turning darkness into warmth.

Chonglou's pupils contracted suddenly, and he hissed, "Xiao Ling!"