Ancient wood forest, boundless, thousands of years of wind and frost, how many forgotten legends, such endless lonely time, is there also a silent and quiet attachment?

Lin Chen silently looked at the darkness in front of him, and he also knew how long it had been, he gently pushed away the Yiren in his arms, and the cold wind swept through the placket and blew on his body, bringing a slight chill, but it couldn't blow away the faint warmth in his heart.

He looked at Xi Yao, her face seemed to have three points of poignancy and seven points of paleness, her clothes were already soaked, her body trembled slightly, and occasionally a few drops of rain splashed down her snow-white face, slowly sliding down, like beads and tears.

Obviously, in this Jedi place where the true yuan is suppressed by the forbidden Qiwei, the immortal cultivators also seem to be no different from ordinary people, this princess of the demon clan who has always been pampered and pampered, has obviously suffered a lot.

"You...... How can I be worthy of you to do this for me?"

Lin Chen lowered his head and said softly: "I guess you also know that this is the forbidden land of Shu Mountain, and the current prohibition is already so powerful, needless to say on the top of the mountain, your talisman magic weapon, no matter how magical it is, what is the use? Why did you lose your life for me, a kid?"

Xi Yao shook her head slightly, looked at him calmly, and suddenly said, "Do you remember what I said to you that day by Luoshui?"

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, and the past was like a tide, and once again came to his heart-

"If you are in danger, I will do whatever it takes for you, including my life. ”

......

How can you forget the quiet words of the past?

But Xi Yao, who saw her, stood close at hand, holding the small cyan umbrella with some difficulty in her hand, smiled sadly, and said in a low voice: "Lin Chen, why did you let me meet you?"

This familiar sigh!

Lin Chen suddenly felt a trance in his heart, like a dream, the scenes on the edge of Luoshui seemed to appear in front of him again, he stared at her in a daze, and there were all kinds of feelings in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the pair of demon spirits on Lei Ling Mountain, and remembered the words that Li Ting said seriously and gently to the soft woman who had died not long ago: "Isn't it very good, I met you." ”

Originally, he had been ignorant of the emotions contained in Liting's words, until this moment, in this fierce Jedi that the world was afraid of, this demon princess stood in front of him again.

He suddenly understood.

"Xi Yao ......"

After being silent for a long time, Lin Chen suddenly called her in a low voice, and his tone was hoarse, as if there was an irrepressible tremor.

Wind and rain, the sky and the earth are vast, at this moment, all the voices suddenly disappeared, as if the whole world was ruined, only the smiling woman in front of him was left, and the indescribable tenderness was like water, all in the gentle eyes that surrounded him.

How many years later, when you silently look back on your life, will you remember-

There was once such a person who whispered to you?

the innocent words of simplicity and persistence;

The gaze that will not change in this life.

Have you ever passed away with the helplessness of time and the slimness of life?

Xi Yao stared at him quietly, tears flashing faintly in her eyes.

The two looked at each other for a long time, Lin Chen suddenly smiled, seriously, and said softly: "I have one more reason to survive." ”

Xi Yao's body trembled slightly, her pale face seemed to be a little whiter, she glanced deeply at the person in front of her, and finally sighed faintly, with a bit of determination in her expression, and said, "Since you insist on going to be tortured, I will go with you!"

Lin Chen shook his head and said with a faint smile: "You are desperate for me, how can I be tired of you and suffer?" I am willing to be punished, one is to repay Shushan's kindness, and the other is ......"

Speaking of this, he raised his head and stared in the direction of the top of the Absolute Sword Peak in the distance, his gaze was firm and far-reaching-

"A clear conscience. ”

Xi Yao fell silent.

Lin Chen smiled indifferently and said softly: "Okay, don't say it, listen to me, while no one has come yet, you go back, with your identity, if anything happens here, I'm afraid this immortal cultivation world will no longer be peaceful." ”

As he spoke, Lin Chen gently pushed the umbrella above his head back to her head, he stared deeply at the girl in front of him for a long time, after all, he didn't speak, nodded slightly, turned around, and walked step by step into the darkness of the deep mountains in front of him, towards the top of the Absolute Sword Peak.

Xi Yao's face was sad, standing on the spot, seeing him gradually drifting away, and his back was gradually about to be annihilated by the invisible darkness in front of him, he couldn't help but call: "Lin Chen!"

Although the tone of this voice is not very high, it is full of reluctance and tenderness, and it is all in these two short words, as if it can cover the sound of wind and rain between heaven and earth, which can be heard clearly!

The figure in front of him, Huo Ran paused, but he didn't look back, just waved his hand back, and continued to walk forward, faintly there was an unusually firm word, drifting away with the wind-

"I'll survive, definitely. ”

The wind and rain in all directions covered up this eternal silence of the woodland again, leaving only the beautiful woman, standing in this remote and cold ancient forest, silently looking at the direction in front of the young man who disappeared, looking at the footprints that were not covered by the wind and rain, and was stunned.

The wind blew her clothes and fluttered gently, and from a distance, it seemed as if her figure was like a lonely cloud of smoke, fluttering.

I don't know how long it took, she raised her head, her pale face unexpectedly had a faint blush, she pursed her lips tightly, took a deep breath, and suddenly let go of the tarpaulin green umbrella in her hand-

The next moment, the small cyan umbrella that had held up a warm piece for the two of them was swept into the distance by the howling mountain wind.

She took a step and stepped into the mountains in front of her.

What's ahead?

Whatever! Even hell, so what!

The girl's lips were slightly dyed with a faint sad smile, like the wind, and the thrilling beauty of that moment seemed to have stopped even the wind and rain.

Darkness enveloped her in all directions, drowning her figure out of sight.

......

On top of an inconspicuous mountain not far from here, there is a pair of eyes quietly watching all this-

The pair of clear eyes, which seemed to have no trace of human fireworks, looked at it silently.

The white clothes like the phoenix ice glass snow fluttered in the wind, like fluttering, like frost flowers, and on the pale face, it was as calm as a wave of autumn water.

It's just that the pair of jade hands that hold the primordial divine sword are so tightly gripped, as if there is also a trace of trembling.

After a long time, with a whistling, the bright divine light rose to the sky, swept across the sky, and actually saw the surrounding prohibition as nothing, and plunged straight into the deep clouds and mist of the lonely peak in the distance ahead-

In an instant, the clouds and mist surged, and they retreated and dissipated, and then the clouds closed and disappeared again.

For a while, between heaven and earth, only the vast smoke and rain remained, still falling quietly, as if nothing had happened.

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Back mountain, Shushan ancestral hall.

Flying eaves standing beasts, ancient wood vicissitudes, this ancient palace, bathed in the wind and rain of Xiao Xiao, is still majestic, like a giant hidden in the shadows, silently watching the vast land under the mountain, for thousands of years, has not changed.

In the deserted ancestral hall, the green lanterns and incense candles are flickering and flickering, and the shadow of the dilapidated statue is also swaying, as if the next moment is about to break free from the fate of being reduced to a miniature and come back to life.

On the altar under the statue of the god, countless spiritual seats still stand alone, worshiped by incense all year round.

At this time, in front of the strange unpainted spirit seat at the end of the altar, there was a familiar desolate back, standing quietly in the shadows, motionless.

"Don't you know that only the heads of the past can come in unless you have permission?"

Suddenly, Xuan Xiaozi's body moved slightly, but he still didn't look back, and said coldly.

As soon as his words fell, he saw the ancient wooden gate of the ancestral hall, which had quietly opened at some point, and a white figure slowly walked in.