I stayed here for three months, and I was deeply touched by her kindness and beauty, and before I knew it, I had fallen in love with this girl.

She loved roses, and I collected many different varieties of roses from all over the world to give to her. She was so happy that she had carefully planted the roses I had brought her in the open space over there.

Every time I came, she excitedly pulled me to see the roses.

At that time, I was still a teenager, and I liked to travel in the mountains and rivers, and go everywhere. I also thought about taking her on a trip, but when I thought of her, a girl who didn't know martial arts, she would suffer a lot if she followed me to the rivers and lakes.

Second, she also told me about it, she said that she likes the quietness and simplicity here, and does not like the chaos and complexity outside.

That's why I didn't take her away.

Once, when I came back from outside, I found that she had a very bad complexion, she was haggard, and she was sick! I took her to the doctor, and I visited all the famous doctors, but I could not cure her. In the end, I had to use my internal strength to continue to help her survive.

One day, I competed with a master on the top of a snowy mountain, and we fought for a day and a night. Later, it caused a large avalanche and I was buried in the snow.

It was that girl who saved me. I was frozen and dying. It was the girl who dragged me here and rubbed my hands all over my body little by little to wake me up.

But his condition worsened again, and he soon left this world.

She said she loved the snowy mountains, the flowers and plants, and everything here. After she left, I buried her at the foot of the hill over there, in accordance with her last wishes. Buried in this favorite place. ”

Duan Yuntu quietly listened to what Jade-faced Langjun said, and he finally understood why Jade-faced Langjun often stood on the snowy mountain in a daze.

And he also knew that although the jade-faced Langjun looked chic and uninhibited on the surface, in fact, deep in his heart, there was always a knot that could not be put down.

He was infected by the poignant love story of the jade-faced Langjun, and there were ripples in his heart. He didn't say anything to comfort Yumian Langjun, because he didn't need it at all.

At this time, the two poured all their feelings into this wine, and drinking was the best way for the two to communicate.

The two of them drank the three jars of wine to the bottom, and Duan Yuntu fell asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, when Duan Yuntu woke up, the jade-faced Langjun had already left. Before leaving, Yumian Langjun carved a passage on the big stone beside him: "Brother, the eldest brother is gone, we got acquainted, I have nothing to give you." I only left you a wooden sword, and I hope that when you wander in the rivers and lakes in the future, you will not forget your original intention and be a real swordsman. We will see you again in the future!" The handwriting is vigorous and chic, and there is the wind of Wang Xi's grass.

And there was a wooden sword stuck in the stone, more than three inches deep. It seems that this passage was carved by the jade-faced Langjun with this wooden sword.

Duan Yuntu stretched out his hand and pulled out the wooden sword, seeing that this sword was carved with cedar on the snowy mountain, the wood was hard, and the workmanship of the whole wooden sword was atmospheric and simple, which could really be described as a great coincidence.

Duan Yuntu smiled, wrapped the giant sword in cloth, carried it on his back, and then carried the wooden sword out of the valley.

Duan Yuntu has lived in the valley for so long, and now that he is out of the valley, the first thing he will do is to get a gourd of immortal wine, and then go to inquire about Yi Shuihan's whereabouts.

With his memory, he found the previous town, and found the tavern by smelling the wine. The boss is still the same boss, and the wine is still the same taste.

He snorted a gourd of wine and asked about the situation of the Heavenly Eagle Sect by the way. On this day, there were relatively few customers in the tavern, and the boss was sitting at the counter and bored, and when he saw Duan Yuntu asking about the old things more than a year ago, he suddenly became interested, so he sat down and talked to Duan Yuntu vividly.

According to him, at that time, the heroes of the rivers and lakes led by the Lord of the Murong Sect attacked the Snow Mountain, and the blood of the Heavenly Eagle Sect on the Snow Mountain was flowed into a river, and the blood dyed the snow-white Snow Mountain red.

At that time, Yi Shuihan, the head of the Heavenly Eagle Sect, fought with those people all night, killing countless heroes, and Yi Shuihan was also seriously injured. His two helpers, Duan Shuiliu and Ji Shuimo, were even more broken legs and broken hands, and they became wasted people. Later, the martial arts heroes went down the mountain, and Yi Shuihan and his men were nowhere to be found.

This boss is not from the rivers and lakes, and he is not involved in this matter, what he says is hearsay. And this matter has been passed on by many people, and it has long since changed its taste. When this boss told Duan Yuntu, he inevitably added fuel and vinegar, and he said it very exaggeratedly.

But as soon as Duan Yuntu heard it, he knew that Yi Shuihan had disappeared for a period of time, and this matter would not be resolved later. He thanked the shopkeeper and went out of the tavern.

At this time, two quacks passed by the tavern, both of them in coarse cloth robes and holding lancet scimitars, one older and the other much younger.

The old man stopped in front of the tavern, tussed his nose, and said, "What kind of wine is this?"

The young man persuaded: "Uncle Shi, don't smell it, if you drink now, you don't know how long you will have to drink." We still have to rush to pay homage to Old Man Murong, when we get to the Jade Dragon Gate, are you still afraid that there will be no good wine to drink?"

The old man nodded a little reluctantly and said, "That's right, but the wine in this tavern doesn't seem to be ordinary, I really want to go in and taste it." ”

The young man said, "Uncle Shi, let's hurry up." "Come and pull the old man, and go forward.

The old man was helpless, turned his head two or three times, and followed.

Duan Yuntu felt funny in his heart, this old man was really an old drunkard, and he was even better than himself. He thought to himself, these two people said that they were going to pay homage to the Lord of the Murong Sect. The Lord of the Murong Sect was the leader of the heroes who attacked the Snow Mountain at that time, so it was better to follow these two people and go to the Jade Dragon Gate together.

Since Murong Fang is the master of the Jade Dragon Gate and the predecessor of the rivers and lakes, it is also appropriate to go and pay him a birthday by himself. I was also able to take the opportunity to inquire about the situation at that time.

Duan Yuntu followed the two of them not far away, until they reached a large town in front. But the two men did not enter the town, but turned eastward to a large lake three miles east of the town. With Duan Yuntu's light skills, the two of them naturally didn't notice that there was someone behind them.

There is a large mansion here, built on the north side of the lake, with green hills in the background. Duan Yuntu saw that although this lake was not very large, only a radius of one or two miles, the water of the lake was clear, and the herring fish in the lake were clearly visible, which was really like a mirror. It is not even an exaggeration to describe it as "a crystal clear gem set in the earth".

(End of chapter)