Rebirth Pavilion Lord is Ill

In December of the fifth year of Qingli, outside Gusu city-Hengshan.

The icy wind swept through the bare trees, making whimpers. The dried leaves on the ground turned over with the wind, and they had no support. The sky was gloomy and drooping, and the whole mountain was bleak and withered. This cold winter has already wiped out a piece of life.

Just in the gust of wind, the sound of a sharp collision of swords cut through the cold wind, intermittently echoing in the mountains. On the mountainside of Hengshan, two men and women in black clothes are besieging a woman in gray. There was a fire in the eyes of the two, and the moves in their hands were extremely fierce.

The trio brought gusts of wind, and rolled up the remaining leaves in the sky, white sword shadows lingering around with cold air. They move quickly and ruthlessly, but from time to time they glance at the open space not far behind them.

There a woman in blue knelt on the ground, holding a person tightly in her arms, and turned a deaf ear to the fighting here.

Gu Liuxi was trembling at this time, and tremblingly pressed the chest of the person in her arms, but the weird purple blood still overflowed continuously, taking away this person's life little by little, and also taking away the heat from her. The icy wind blew on her damp face, piercingly cold.

She dumbed her throat, her voice full of crying and fear: "No...no, how could this happen! Smell the ink string, hold on, don't die, I beg you, don't die!"

There was a silver mask on the face of the person in his arms, only the delicate face under the eyes was exposed, but it was pale at this time. She barely opened her eyes, and blood stains from the corners of her mouth continued to spill out, staining the white jade face. The corner of her mouth evoked a pale arc, and she said in a low voice: "Xi'er..."

When Gu Liuxi heard this name, her body shook more and more, and the pain in her eyes became more difficult to suppress. She waited for this title for fourteen years, but now she heard it, but it was like a knife, slammed into her heart! She desperately poured the only remaining internal force into her body, just to continue her life.

"Xi'er, you... don't cry, it has nothing to do with you... I... I didn't know how to live long. I can recognize you and save you with this remnant life, I... I am very happy."

Gu Liuxi couldn't hear it, tears fell, and they fell on Wen Moxian's face, "It's my fault, it's all my fault, but you...Why did you not recognize me before, why did you not recognize me!"

Her tears fell on the corner of Wenmoxian's mouth, bitter and inexplicable. Hearing this, Wen Moxian's mouth had a bitter smile, and he glanced at the man in grey who was fighting over there, and said astringent: "You are desperate for her, I...I don't share the same spirit with her, I don't want you to suffer. "

Gu Liuxi couldn't help it anymore, she collapsed her head, and when she raised it again, she cried and laughed: "You stupid, you stupid... No, I am stupid, I am stupid. Smell of ink, I... I am so. For her, it was because I recognized her as you, because she had your token, and I recognized her as you!" After that, she didn't care that she was covered in blood, buried in her neck, crying. Desperate regret.

Wen Moxian was startled when he heard the words, a moment later a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was immediately overwhelmed by pain. She raised her hand laboriously but coughed abruptly, and her body began to twitch, and a mouthful of purple blood continued to spit out along with her cough.

Gu Liuxi's face was pale, she hugged her tightly, wiped the blood from her mouth in vain, desperately begging: "Wen Moxian, you can't leave me! I'm wrong, I beg you, please give me a chance I have thought of you for ten years and missed you for four years. Don't leave me behind, don't leave me behind, I can't bear it!"

Wen Moxian’s eyes were full of soreness, she did not have to raise her hand, trying to wipe the tears from her face, but the poison in her body made her more and more blurred, her lips opened and closed, but she couldn't make a sound. The outstretched hand finally fell powerlessly.

Gu Liuxi only felt her arms sink, and watched her hands fall on the cold ground. The sound of falling on the dead leaves seemed to be breaking her heart.

She stared hollowly at the dead leaves on the ground. After a long while, she would start to smell the ink string and hug it all in her arms. After a long time, the tearing cry finally broke out.

The black-clothed men and women who were in the midst of fighting suddenly stiffened, even ignoring their opponents, shouting in pain, "Pavilion Master!"

The two dropped Ran Qingying, their eyes were red, and they knelt on the ground suddenly, and then Ju shed tears. The woman glanced at Wen Moxian, then stared at Gu Liuxi fiercely, even a trace of killing intent slipped through her eyes, but she was finally suppressed. Ran Qingying, who was able to get away from the side, looked back at Gu Liuxi in a complicated manner, and then several ups and downs disappeared without a trace.

The three of them just looked at Wen Moxian and ignored Ran Qingying's departure. Gu maintained their respective states, as if time had stopped.

The wind was getting stronger and colder. In less than a moment, the sparse snow began to fall, and at the end pieces fell like goose feathers, swirling and dancing in the cold wind into an icy and desolate dance.

Gu Liuxi watched the snowflakes fall on Wen Moxian's face. The snow that had never melted quickly covered a layer. Gu Liuxi stretched out her hand and brushed it away, looking at the mask covering half of her face, her fingers trembling as she wanted to remove it.

The black-clothed woman noticed her movements, raised her hand Ling Ran and pointed the sword at Gu Liuxi's throat, gritted her teeth and said, "If you dare to move, I will take your life!"

The man on the side glanced at Gu Liuxi, stretched out his hand to press down the woman's sword, and said in a deep voice, "Liao Yue, she is very important to the pavilion master."

Liao Yue twisted her eyebrows, and said in grief: "Important? What about the pavilion master? If it weren't for her, how could the pavilion master...how could..." Her throat stagnated, and finally, her eyes were red, and she took the sword bitterly.

Gu Liuxi's heart was suffering from cramps, and her subordinates gently unbuttoned her mask, and the cold touch of the silver mask came to her fingertips. Looking at the face that was still somewhat similar to that in the long-term memory, but was so beautiful that it made people's heart trembling, Gu Liuxi couldn't restrain the low whimper in her mouth. The face of the person in her arms was like white paper, but she didn't hurt her elegance in the slightest. There was snow on her eyebrows, and her skin was like white jade. Every bit was just right. At this time, it made Gu Liuxi's heart sore, why their fate is always worse point.

Reaching out to hold Wen Moxian's cold hand, the chill rushed directly into my heart, she is so cold! Gu Liuxi drew her together, and then raised her hand to take off her outer shirt.

Liao Yue and Su Wang were a little surprised, and Su Wang even turned their heads too far, so as not to gain or lose courtesy.

Gu Liuxi didn't care about it in the slightest, and wrapped Wen Moxian in a coat, as if he was afraid of freezing her. She looked up at Su Wang and Liao Yue with red eyes, calmly making people flustered.

"I know I am sorry for her, and you should hate me. But I still have a delusion, let me stay with her, don't let her stay alone in the ground. If you really hate me, look at it. For the sake of your pavilion master, spread my ashes in the places she often passes by, so that I can also find her."

Su Wang and Liao Yue felt cold when they heard it, and the secret way was not good, but they could only hear the sound of a sword sound, Wen Moxian's sword was already in Gu Liuxi's hand!

Su Wang hurriedly rushed to stop him, Gu Liuxi turned the hilt back and knocked him away, the sword in his hand was so fast that it brought a cold light.

When Su Wang and Liao Yue recovered, they only saw the sword of Wen Moxian dyed bright red, and fell silently into the snow. A hot bright red sprinkled on the ground, melting the snow and fainting in a white. The whiteness of the snowflakes and the redness of the blood make it particularly bright and dazzling.

He looked at the woman lying on their pavilion master in a daze, speechless for a long time...

The two of her were close together, with tears in her eyes, but a smile on her lips.

Wen Moxian, I'm sorry, I can't listen to you after all, and live in a world without you. It was you who brought me home back then. Now, use your sword to bring me to your side again. I swear, never leave you again, never miss you again...