Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

Huang Qiyun opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, and grabbed his right hand forward.

a voice sounded.

"Having a nightmare?"

"Well..." Huang Qiyun lowered his right hand: "I dreamed about it, something terrible."

"What terrible thing?"

"I dreamed that you left me behind, leaving me where I was. I ran and ran, but I couldn't catch up..."

"Fool, how could I leave you behind?"

The young man opened the window, and a burst of fresh air blew in. The warm sunshine made Huang Qiyun, who was sitting on the bed, squint her eyes slightly. She faced the sun like a kitten with her chin raised.

"Get up, little lazy boy." The young man smiled and held up his black hair: "Didn't you say you were going to the market in Qiantang today?"

Huang Qiyun blinked, sat in front of the dressing table, and said coquettishly: "Comb my hair."

The young man who was planning to tidy the bed looked at her with an endearing look that said, "There's really nothing you can do about it." He picked up the comb and began to play with her long hair.

Some neighbors walked by the door and saw this scene, and they all covered their lips and smiled.

‘This young couple has been together for ten years, and their relationship is still as good as ever’

‘He who combs his hair and draws his eyebrows... is really enviable’

‘What a perfect match’

Listening to the compliments from others, Huang Qiyun raised the corners of his lips in relief. Although happiness was not for others to see, there was no need to hide it.

After a while, the young man fiddled with his hair and asked with a smile: "How was it?"

Huang Qiyun looked at herself in the bronze mirror and nodded with satisfaction. She was already a married woman, and she didn't use the hairstyle she had when she was young.

After washing up, she took her husband's arm and walked together to the nearby market.

The market is not very big, but it is quite lively. Living in seclusion here can be regarded as a great seclusion in the city, and you will not be disturbed by other interested people.

The couple lived together for ten years, living an ordinary life.

There is no period of passionate love, and naturally there is no period of indifference. There is just a steady flow of emotional warming.

Only occasionally, after my ordinary life, I would go to other places to see the scenery and taste new things.

Arrive in front of a familiar store.

The shopkeeper handed over the oil paper bag that had already been wrapped and said with a smile: "I got a lot of good things here today. Can I pick some for you to take back later?"

"How much does it cost?"

"Why did you accept Mr. Bai's money?" The shopkeeper waved his hands repeatedly: "I am very happy to give it to you. My wife gave birth yesterday. Mother and son are safe."

The young man smiled and cupped his hands: "Congratulations to the shopkeeper."

The two talked and laughed.

The shopkeeper said half-jokingly: "Mr. Bai is almost thirty, isn't it time to consider having a child?"

The young man didn't answer. After exchanging pleasantries, he led his wife to the next shop.

Huang Qiyun poked his arm.

"What's wrong?"

"Which one do you like?"

"What?"

"Boy or girl?"

The young man paused and turned back in surprise and surprise: "You..."

"Not yet." Huang Qiyun raised the corners of his lips.

The young man was so happy that he scratched his cheek.

"You have to work harder." Huang Qiyun leaned on his shoulder and smiled sweetly: "I don't see that other people are worried about us."

"I have worked very hard for my husband."

"Are you saying that my wife's belly is not as good as it should be?"

The young man held her hand and said comfortingly: "Husband, you don't dare."

"It's just that it's not that easy to have a child. We are both saints. The long-term price of life is that it is difficult to have offspring. If both husband and wife are saints, the chance will be even lower."

"I don't care, I must have a child soon."

"Why are you so anxious?"

"I feel uncomfortable with the way other people look at me! When I go out, some young wives in the past few years have said sarcastically that no matter how beautiful a bird is, it won't do well if it doesn't lay eggs. But that makes me angry! It still doesn't move. Just holding the child and showing off in front of me." Huang Qiyun raised his eyebrows and snorted: "The matchmaker in the village wants to marry you again because she has no children. Do you really think I don't know?"

The young man looked at her serious and urgent expression and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He gently scratched the tip of his wife's nose: "Little fool, so what if I don't have children, I still enjoy my life now."

"But... we still need a child." Huang Qiyun gently touched his belly: "Having a child will only make us happier, and it is also our mission for the rest of our lives."

"To be able to say this, you really let go." The young man smiled softly.

"I have given up a long time ago." Huang Qiyun stroked the young man's cheek with both hands and confessed affectionately: "As long as I am with you, I can let go of anything, whether it is hatred or the past, I don't care, I only care about you. "

"I love you, Bai Yu, my husband."

But, faced with this confession.

The young man just smiled and did not answer.

"..."

"Husband?" Huang Qiyun felt a trace of panic for no reason.

The young man stood still, but the distance between the two began to widen.

"Wait!" She stretched out her hand to grab the other person: "Where are you going! Don't leave me!"

The young man just looked at her with sad eyes and sighed softly: "It's time for you to go...but remember, don't come to see me too early."

After saying this, he was swallowed by endless darkness.

Huang Qiyun wanted to rush into the dark shadow.

But a force on the shoulder dragged her back, and a hand grabbed her, pulling her towards the place covered by light behind her.

…

The stream gurgled.

The cold dew condensed on the leaves, dripped down, and hit the hair on the temples. A little bit of coolness woke up the sleeping woman.

Huang Qiyun opened her eyes. She was lying on the pavilion by the stream. The cold stone slabs were wet. Her long hair was wet with dew and stuck together with rain. Her clothes were stained with blood. She sat up slowly, her body There was clear pain everywhere.

What she saw just now was just a beautiful dream, and the real reality was so cruel that she didn't want to open her eyes to see it.

She really wanted to just close her eyes and wait for the pain to swallow her up, then go back to that yellow dream and never wake up again.

At least in the dream, someone she loves will kiss her awake.

Husband...

But someone didn't allow her to just look away and die.

"You should open your eyes when you wake up. Don't pretend to be asleep. No one here will coax you to sleep."

When Huang Qiyun heard this, he immediately wanted to retort, but when he looked over, he was slightly stunned.

Huang Yanxia was not in good condition at this time. She had wounds and scars left from the fight. She was lowering her head and throwing the flame into the water, using hot water to clean the wounds.

"Why do you want to save me?" Huang Qiyun was in a daze for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "Wouldn't it be better for you if I died?"

"Because the hatred between you and me can only be settled between you and me, and no one else is qualified to get involved." Huang Yanxia said calmly: "Now that you are a public enemy, it will not be easy to survive."

"Who is hunting me?"

"The imperial court, the Jianghu, and perhaps the Black Evil Bow Envoy... who knows how many people there are?" Huang Yanxia said in a calm voice: "But I can only help you get here. Since you are awake, we should go our separate ways. Xia, maybe you can’t stay any longer, so you can consider going somewhere else.”

"I'm not going!" She suddenly raised her voice.

Then he realized that he was too emotional and lowered his voice: "I am unwilling to bow to them."

Huang Yanxia remained silent.

The two sisters just sat like this, looking at each other in silence.

It wasn't until the light rain was about to stop that Huang Qiyun asked in a trembling voice, "Where is he?"

"Dead."

Huang Qiyun's pupils shrank, and then he shook his head: "I don't believe it."

Huang Yanxia's fingertip movements paused. She looked at the stream outside the pavilion and whispered: "It's already the third day. If he was still alive, neither the court nor the world would dare to pursue you so blatantly. "

"...I don't believe it." Huang Qiyun repeated with dull eyes.

Seeing her devastated look, Huang Yanxia didn't know whether she should let her accept this reality or whether she should choose to lie.

After pondering for a moment, Huang Yanxia took out something from behind. It was something wrapped in cloth and was about three feet long.

After lifting the cloth, what was revealed made Huang Qiyun stand up instantly.

It seemed that there was something so terrifying inside that she didn't dare to look or raise her head. She staggered back and fell on the mud. Her long skirt was soaked by the cold rain. She felt that the sky was dark and everything was dark. All shaking.

The light rain was obviously about to stop, but why did it suddenly start raining again? It was raining so hard.

The raindrops dripped down the cheeks and fell on the green grass.

She looked at the amputated arm, and her whole body seemed to have been separated from her soul. She fell to the ground, and her tears mixed with the rain and fell turbidly.

Huang Yanxia knew that she had done an extremely cruel thing.

She approached slowly, raised her hand hesitantly, paused briefly, and hugged Huang Qiyun.

"If you want to cry, just cry for a while..."

The low whimpering could not be suppressed and sounded by the stream, like a broken wind chime, the sound no longer sounded clear and hoarse.

…

As a result, the two sisters were not completely separated.

They continue to be together.

Quietly and anonymously, hiding from all kinds of pursuits in the open and covert.

One day, in a restaurant in the provincial capital of Luzhou, a storyteller picked up a bowl of rice wine to moisten his throat, and then took a photo of the gavel with a bang.

"Let's talk about Gelu City that day..."

"All the heroes come together and compete for the throne."

"All of you Wu Kui can't defeat you even if you join forces!"

"That man in green is really powerful! He exchanged arms with the current martial arts immortal, regardless of victory or defeat, and even fought against several martial masters in succession!"

"But I saw him leaping onto the tower, suddenly changing his body, shouting loudly, and then transformed into a hundred-foot-long dharma image. He stamped his feet and turned the whole world upside down!"

"What a spectacular scene that day!"

“Thousands of people saw it with their own eyes!”

The white-bearded storyteller was frothing and his words were full of ups and downs. The audience below also became excited and applauded repeatedly.

"But he said that the man in Tsing Yi fought against a city with one man. Although it was a great and romantic move that had never been seen in the world, it ultimately used up all his energy."

"Finally, he died of exhaustion at the top of the city."

"It's just that his body was not found later. Some people said they saw his body disappear. Maybe he transformed into an immortal and went away; maybe he was picked up and taken away by someone, or maybe he was reduced to ashes in the fire. ”

"I think as a peerless master, it is not difficult to let one's own dust return to dust before death."

Someone in the audience below cheered: "Fortunately, there are no bones left. Otherwise, if you act like this, I'm afraid you will be dragged out and quartered."

"How could it be so?" Someone immediately retorted: "Although he set fire to the city, he did not harm the lives of ordinary people. If he had the intention to destroy Gelu City, who could stop him? The world regarded him as a Devil, I think this is completely ridiculous.”

There are many theories about the war in Gelu City, and there are even more doubts.

Although many parties agreed that the man was a big devil, they still could not stop the spread of rumors.

After all, so many Wu Kui teamed up, and even people from the imperial court were involved. Everyone could see that there was something wrong when they joined forces to deal with one person.

Besides, how can there be such a powerful devil in this world? Even if there is, why has this devil remained unknown in the past? What kind of devil is a devil who has never done any evil?

Snap!

The storyteller took a picture of the stunned scene and continued: "Speaking of the man in green, I heard that he left a final last word."

"What is it?" Some people in the world asked: "Could it be some martial arts secret book and unparalleled secrets?"

"Not really, it's just four characters."

The storyteller read: "See you in the next life!"

Soon it was closing time for the restaurant.

Two women wearing curtains and hats were walking on a long, deserted and dark street.

"I have to go back. Phoenix TV has too many things that I need to deal with."

"I know."

"Are you really not going to go back with me?" Huang Yanxia asked, "You can change your identity and live under the mountain."

"Phoenix Tower has been penetrated and riddled with holes. As long as I go back, it will be a matter of time that my identity is exposed, and it is also a matter of time that I will be surrounded and killed." Huang Qiyun looked at the moon calmly: "When I expose my identity, you will How should we deal with it? Do you want to protect me or the Phoenix Tower?"

"..."

"I don't want to embarrass you. I don't want to experience that thing a second time." Huang Qiyun looked at the moonlight and murmured in a low voice: "Sauvignon Blanc, never forget it."

"After I leave, don't do anything stupid, let alone rush to see him because of those four words." Huang Yanxia said seriously.

"Am I so stupid?" Huang Qiyun sneered lightly: "I know those four words were deliberately released. They wanted to use this to make me die... After all, it is impossible for my husband to leave these four words in the end. Words, he left me with other words.”

Huang Yanxia asked: "What is it?"

"He told me not to be in too much of a hurry to see him."

When Huang Qiyun mentioned him, his voice would always become softer unconsciously.

Huang Yanxia looked at her sister, always feeling that she had become very mature and very far away. She always looked at such a distant place, but she was not in a hurry, thinking that one day she would go there and see what she wanted to see. people.

Shaking her head and throwing away other thoughts, she asked: "Where do you plan to go next?"

"I plan to live permanently in the south of the Yangtze River and find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live in seclusion. If I find a place I like, I will write to you."

The two sisters separated in front of the city gate.

In the end, Huang Yanxia was reluctant and looked back; but Huang Qiyun was more determined than her sister. She just rode forward until her back merged into the bright moonlight, and never looked back.

…

After going to Jiangnan and Qiantang, she found a good place. She built a house and a courtyard. She planted many elm trees nearby and named it "Qiyuxuan".

For the first ten years, she lived a very secretive life without anyone noticing.

In the next twenty years, she gradually gained some fame. Instead of killing people, she began to study medical skills and became a well-known doctor.

In the following decades, her fame gradually spread throughout the states of Daxia. It was rumored that a famous medical fairy lived here, and there were many troublesome people here. Some came to see doctors, some came to propose marriage, and countless People come here just to win the charming smile of this iceberg beauty, but no one has ever seen her show even a hint of smile.

It's just that there are occasional rumors that there is a small tomb in Qiyuxuan, and she is already a widow.

A hundred years later...

Things are changing like spring and autumn.

Phoenix Terrace also welcomed a visitor one day.

She walked into the mountain gate with ease. Because her temperament was so gentle and her eyes were so peaceful, no one of the surrounding disciples even tried to stop her. They just looked at her curiously.

Phoenix Tower, which has long become the number one sect in the world, now has more than a thousand disciples, so it is normal for many people not to know it.

The Sword Leader at the head of the Phoenix Tower is already one of the pinnacles in the world along with Gelu City.

Ten years ago, the Master of the Phoenix Tower, who had been the swordsman for ninety years, defeated Wu Xian with his own hands, ending the opponent's martial arts myth.

A woman from the south of the Yangtze River in a plain white dress found her friend in front of a clear water pool in the mountains.

It's not that they haven't seen each other for a long time, but they meet here once a year.

It's just that every time we meet, we feel more unfamiliar.

Huang Yanxia looked at her younger sister, who was as young as before, and asked softly: "Have you really decided?"

"Well, it's decided." Huang Qiyun nodded lightly: "I have gone too far, and I have almost forgotten his appearance, so... I don't want to go forward."

"Why? Isn't the world good? Even if you have seen enough of the scenery in Jiangnan, there are still many places..."

"Jiangnan is very good and prosperous. There are ten-mile long streets, lakes, mist and rain, poetry, wine, and the smoke and fire of the world."

"It's a very good place, just like the scenery he took me to see, and I haven't gotten tired of it after so many years."

"It's just, it's so good."

"It's so good that I almost forgot my original intention."

Huang Yanxia's eyes were full of regret: "It took you a hundred years to let go, but now you have to pick it up again?"

"Sister..." Huang Qiyun's eyes were full of clear water: "I have never let go."

"For so many years, I just listened to his words and obeyed his wishes."

"But I have never let go."

"There is not a day that I don't regret it."

Qiu Shui stared at the fingerprints on her palm with her eyes, and the gentle aura on her body faded away like a cicada's skin being peeled off. The smile she showed was angry and miserable.

"I hate myself, you, and him all the time."

"I hate myself for not staying; I hate you for not keeping me to die together; I hate him for giving me hope, but then abandoning me!"

For her, the day more terrible than death is the end of fate, when she is left alone in the world, lonely and helpless, and she can't see you no matter how much she misses you.

"I once thought that if I stayed with him, when he was about to die, I would personally stab the dagger into his heart, so that he would remember that the one who killed him was not someone else, but me."

"Perhaps in that case, he would remember this hatred and become a ghost to haunt me... Even if he wanted to kill me, it would be a happy thing."

She laughed weakly.

Huang Yanxia hesitated and asked: "Did you really feel nothing in the past hundred years? Don't you really understand what he meant?"

Huang Qiyun smiled, with a touch of scarlet on her lips: "Of course I know that he wants me to live an ordinary life like an ordinary woman... But I really just feel empty and tortured. I don't feel happy. Everything I have now only makes me regret more and makes me know more clearly that what is lost is destined to never come back."

The bitter smile was covered up.

Huang Qiyun continued, "I have done what he said."

"It's been a hundred years."

"A full hundred years."

"Is that enough?"

"I have fulfilled his wish. Next... should I be willful for once?"

One hundred years of self-cultivation, one day to break the shackles.

She is still her, I am still me.

A hundred years have passed, it seems that everything has changed, but it seems that nothing has changed.

Her time has long stopped at the night she left Gelu City. Even though a hundred years have passed, she still can't forget him.

"Sister..."

Huang Qiyun's sleeves ignited the fire of purification.

"Do you think we will see each other again in the next life?"

Huang Yanxia raised her right hand, the water in the green water pond rolled, and a long sword fell into her palm.

She said with certainty: "We will see each other again."

"Is that so?" Huang Qiyun smiled, very happily: "Come... make a break."

The two faced each other and continued the unfinished battle a hundred years ago.

But this was not a battle of equal strength.

Huang Yanxia has never slacked off in her practice for a hundred years. She defeated Wang Fuyue and became a new generation of martial arts legend.

Huang Qiyun lived in seclusion and even began to study pharmacology and medicine. She no longer had the heart to devote herself to practice and never traveled around the world again. Her realm did not improve at all.

So the result of this battle was doomed.

They all knew it very well.

Huang Qiyun was seeking death.

But this battle was still unprecedentedly tragic.

Even one of the main peaks of Fenghuangtai was completely flattened from the surface.

Until in front of the Bishuitan...

The sword pierced through her heart.

Huang Qiyun looked at the sword in her heart speechlessly, and then looked at her sister who was holding her.

She murmured: "Why?"

"You waited for her for a hundred years."

Huang Yanxia hugged her sister, and the two of them put their foreheads against each other. She could finally speak out her heart today.

"I have also felt guilty for a hundred years."

"I have done many things in my life, but looking back, the one I owe the most in this life is my dearest sister."

"Your life has become distorted because of me."

"I'm sorry, Qiyun..."

"No matter how I apologize, I can't make up for my mistakes, so..."

"This is the only thing I can do."

The sword pierced through Huang Yanxia's heart, and she didn't leave herself a trace of life.

She hugged her sister, and only at the moment of life and death, the always so clumsy sword fairy could finally speak the truth.

"I am your sister..."

"If you die, I shouldn't live alone."

"In the past, we lived together, and now, we die together."

"If there is an afterlife, I will bear all the sins with you and face all the malice in the world."

"No matter what it is, I will face it with you."

"I will never doubt you again, and I will definitely protect you... We will never separate again."

Huang Qiyun stared blankly at her loved ones.

She cried.

And then she laughed again.

In a smile, there is no more grudges.

The world is full of suffering, and love is sin.

"Okay, we... will never be apart again."

She closed her eyes.

The sisters hugged each other tightly and slid into the water, sinking into the clear water pool.

That day.

The disciples and elders of Phoenix Terrace saw with their own eyes that two phoenixes flew out of the mountain pool, hugging each other and sharing the same heart, like a pair of women hugging each other, they rushed into the sky, golden light coated the clouds, and disappeared together in the sea of ​​clouds.

From then on, the sea of ​​clouds at Phoenix Terrace became a magnificent sight.

…

[The weaving of fate has ended]

[Unlock the real name of the character ‘Huang Qixia’ – Yanqi Yunxia·Fengtian Demon Phoenix]