Blood Jade Legend

Snowflakes are flying, green bamboos are swaying, slightly disheveled hair, unmoving eyes, the sharp sword tightly held in the hand moves with the wind, white clouds shake the sword, the sharp edge flashes coldly, and the blade in the hand whirls Light and fluttering, every move and every move are all powerful, instantly bringing snowflakes all over the sky, covering Bu Changkong's sharp eyes.

Bu Changkong listened to the sound to identify the position, his eyes flashed, and his figure immediately leaped backwards, quickly opening the distance between the two of them.

The aura of Bai Yunsheng's cold flame was rekindled, and the aurora swirled and flashed in the course of his power movement. The coldness, madness, sword energy, and cold light were intertwined into one strand, endlessly fighting the sea.

In the flurry of snowflakes, the two men's swords flickered fiercely, Bai Yunsheng swung his sword and sprinkled the snow like a bamboo, walking through the air with long steps, creating danger everywhere.

Bai Yunsheng's cold flames soared, and his sharp sword swung freely, leaving no breathing room for Bu Changkong. Panting, Bu Changkong had to struggle for his life. With a hard blow, the long sword fell out of his hand. In desperation, his figure flickered and he shot a shot Remember Han Bing Mian Fist, this palm is sent out with all its strength, the palm wind is not close to Bai Yunsheng, it is already cold to the bone.

Bai Yunsheng was terrified in his heart, he spun and leaped up, avoided the sharp move, stood behind him, and scolded: "What kind of martial art is this?"

Bu Changkong sneered, the cold air condensed his body, and the galloping figure spun around Bai Yunsheng like a spinning top, another icy palm, Bai Yunsheng was already alert, the figures intertwined, the white robe waved, and the flowing sleeves fluttered lightly , the body turned like the wind, the sword qi swirled, the sword peak drew an arc, and instantly slashed across Bu Changkong's shoulders, and the broken hair fell to the snow, only a few feet away from sealing his throat.

Bu Changkong looked shocked, and said angrily, "How is that possible? My icy palm can't deal with you."

Bai Yunsheng said coldly: "Ice Mian Palm, so it's you."

Bu Changkong said: "So what if it's me? Your father died at my hands back then."

With a cold tone, Bai Yun said angrily, "Since it's you, I want you to pay for this hatred!"

Bu Changkong sarcastically said: "Hate, the one who should hate is Bai Qiuming. Back then, so many brothers were sacrificed for the Nine Yin Scriptures. At the beginning, everyone swore that after obtaining the Nine Yin Scriptures, they would never keep them privately, but he is How did you treat us, since you betrayed us, the betrayer must die."

Bai Yunsheng was surrounded by dark clouds for a moment, and the facts often hurt people more than the cold snow and wind. He said sadly, "Why?"

Bu Changkong was puzzled and said, "What?"

With a bitter and sad face, Bai Yun said with unacceptable eyes, "The Nine Yin Manual, just for the sake of the Nine Yin Manual, how many people are going to be killed...Where is Bai Qiufeng? Why did you kill him?"

Bu Changkong sneered and said, "Since we have spoken! I'm not afraid of you knowing that since Bai Qiuming was killed, Bai Qiufeng had a different heart. On Huashan that day, he had a conflict with us because of Tianlei's matter. The Guangmingding incident In the end, I even planned to tell you the truth. If your father and Bai Qiufeng hadn't had different intentions, why would we need to do such a murderous act? It can only be blamed on themselves!"

Bai Yunsheng said in a cold tone: "Where is Qingrou? Qingrou is innocent, why did you kill her?"

Bu Changkong was stunned for a moment, then recovered, and laughed maniacally: "Qingrou, I never thought that she is Yin Qingrou who has been missing for many years, hahaha, we really made the right move in this move! Good death! Good death! Hahaha..."

Bai Yunsheng's anger was soaring, and his cold murderous aura instantly enveloped his surroundings. Bu Changkong's laughter pierced his heart like a sharp knife, and every word he laughed represented another pain in his heart!

Bai Yunsheng lowered his head and thought to himself, "Unforgivable, unforgivable..."

The cold face represents his hatred, the heartache represents his resentment, and the speechless represents his anger.In the deep black eyes, the slightly raised lips let out an inexplicable light laugh.

With a wave of Bai Yunsheng's white robe, the elegant figure, the cold light sword swirls, the Qi travels to Chuanxiong, and the Qi travels to the Xianghe. Throat sees blood.

Bu Changkong fell on his back, with a smile on his face, maybe he should laugh, laugh at his own ignorance, laugh at the ups and downs of life, laugh at the disputes in martial arts, and laugh at the end of everything.

The leader of the palm bowl saw that Bu Changkong fell into the dust, Wu Peihe was seriously injured, and his subordinates were dying, surrendering, seeing that the general situation was over, he wanted to find a chance to rush away!

During the day, Lei's hatred was burning, his palm was urgent, and his moves were deadly, not giving Zhang Bolongtou a chance to escape.

The two of them punched each other, and the snow rose and fell, flying all over the sky.

During the day, Lei condensed his strength and energy, and his strength was endless. He swung his fist with his left hand and clapped his hands with his right hand. , the palm wind has been aimed at the life gate of the dragon head of the palm bowl, and the life disappears for a moment...

The three elders said at the same time: "Young Xia Bai, keep someone under your palm." One stopped Bai Lei, and the two seized the dragon's head.

Bai Lei said angrily, "Don't stop me, I'm going to kill him."

The law enforcement elder said: "Bai Shaoxia, please calm down and listen to me. Holding the bowl dragon head is the shame of my beggar gang. Of course his crime is unforgivable, but I hope to bring him back to the general altar of the beggar gang and accept him. The sanctions will also allow the gang leader to gain the trust of the gang members, please young man Bai to fulfill this point."

Dong'er also said: "Brother Bai, if you are worried, you can go back to the Beggars' Gang with us. I believe that by then, you will be able to kill your enemies with your own hands."

Bai Lei stared at Dong'er and said, "Since Dong'er has already spoken, I have no reason not to listen."

Dong'er smiled sweetly, and two blushes appeared on her face.

Seeing this, Shi Hongshi coughed lightly and asked, "I wonder what this young man's name is?"

Bai Lei looked at the middle-aged woman who opened her mouth in front of her. This woman had a big head, a short neck, a thick body, an ugly face, upturned nostrils, and two front teeth exposed. Her appearance was comparable to that of Ah Ba, and she was very scary. His eyes flashed Strangely, he said: "Lei next day, this aunt..."

Dong'er affectionately held Shi Hongshi's hand, and said to Bai Lei, "Brother Bai, she is my mother."

During the day, Lei opened his eyes wide open, his jaw was so wide that it was almost dislocated, with an incredible expression, he felt that everything in the world is full of wonders, how an ugly girl could give birth to such a beautiful daughter is really unimaginable.

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☆, finally back to the lonely road

The deep snow is flying, the cold is freezing the heart, the lightly falling snowflakes, and the hair flying in the wind are even more desolate and sad. Looking at Bu Changkong, where the dust has fallen, Bai Yunsheng has no joy of revenge in his heart. The isolated figure, the indifferent face, the lonely His expression did not show any fluctuations in his emotions.

Qiu Zhentian stepped forward and asked anxiously: "Master Bai, Qingrou... Where is Qingrou?"

Everyone was just focusing on dealing with the enemy in front of them, but they didn't know what happened to Yin Qingrou?After hearing Bai Yunsheng's mournful cry, he felt that the situation was not good, and he didn't know anything about what happened afterwards.

As for the fact that Yin Qingrou was taken away by Murong Jingxue, there was no way of knowing, now that Yin Qingrou's Qiu Zhentian couldn't be seen, he was naturally impatient!

Bai Yunsheng pointed his sword at the ground, bowed his head and was speechless, his body was covered with cold snow, whether it was cold heart or body, Bai Yunsheng was surrounded by ice kilns, suddenly he sneered and screamed up to the sky: "Ah──"

Everyone was terrified on the spot.

Bai Lei walked forward and asked, "Brother Yun Sheng, are you okay?"

Bai Yunsheng's sad eyes were cold, and his grief and indignation could be seen, Dong'er timidly asked, "Brother Yunsheng, where is Sister Qing?"

Bai Yunsheng's eyes were cold, and he cried out in grief and indignation: "Qingrou──" his appearance was truly frightening.

Bai Yunsheng was filled with grief and indignation, and his anger was rising. His anger came from himself. He was angry at himself for failing to protect Qingrou and let her fight against them independently. Now his life and death are unknown.For him, the torment of the heart is like frost freezing the heart, piercing the heart, making him feel so painful.

Qiu Zhentian anxiously asked: "Master Bai, what happened to Qingrou!"

Bai Yunsheng's cold eyes drifted into the distance, and he forcefully spit out each word: "Mu, Rong, Jing, Xue."

Qiu Zhentian said: "Why did that boy Bai take Qingrou away?"

Dong'er said: "What Bai boy, he has a name and a surname."

Qiu Zhentian said: "What's his name? What's his last name? If he takes Qingrou away, it's not a good thing."

Bai Lei said: "Uncle Qiu is right, that kid is not a good thing in the first place, and Miss Yin is in his hands, I don't think it will be much better even if he is not dead..."

Dong'er shouted: "Tianlei!"

Bai Lei hurriedly closed his mouth, looked at Bai Yunsheng with a dignified expression, and apologized: "I'm sorry! Brother Yunsheng, I'm always outspoken, and I said something wrong for a while, I hope you don't take offense. I believe that Miss Yin is auspicious, and nothing will happen. of."

Bai Yunsheng was speechless, he didn't want to and didn't dare to think about it, his indifferent face turned to the injured Wu Peihe, raised his sword, walked slowly, glared at Wu Peihe with murderous eyes.

Liu Xuanyun anxiously stopped Bai Yunsheng and said, "Yunsheng, what do you want to do?"

Wu Linglan shouted: "No! Cousin."

Everyone's eyes instantly shifted to Wu Peihe.

With a contented smile on his face, Wu Peihe sighed softly: "Get out of the way! This is what I should repay him. I am satisfied to receive your charity before I die."

Liu Xuanyun felt heartache for him for the first time, and sighed: "You make me really don't know how to treat you?"

Wu Peihe smiled and said, "If you knew that Bai Qiuming's death was related to me, would you still say that?"

Liu Xuanyun said: "If it was before, I would kill you with my own hands! But now, I have figured it out, and I have to take some responsibility for Bai Qiuming's death. Your hatred for him is more or less due to me, right?" She looked at Bai Yunsheng and said, "Yunsheng, if you want revenge, kill me too."

Wu Linglan pleaded with her eyes, and shouted, "No! Cousin."

Wu Peihe scolded angrily: "Yun Sheng! One person does the work and the other person is responsible. If you want revenge, you can take one of my humble lives. Don't implicate the innocent."

Bai Yunsheng was cold, the sword in his hand trembled non-stop, with a roar, the sword fell into the palm, and Wu Peihe's martial arts were instantly abolished. Don't go back and step into the forest.

Dong'er asked, "Brother Yunsheng, where are you going?"

Bai Yunsheng said coldly: "Go where I should go."

The wind is the beginning of wandering, the cloud is the trace of wandering, the isolated mountain, the bleak figure, the cold howling, the rain and tears, the lonely person walks the lonely road, the lonely heart seeks the lonely love.

<End of Part One>

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☆, the continuation of the previous story

Blood Jade Legend Part [-]_Langyou Shengjiao

The red lotus root is fragrant and the jade remains in the autumn, and Luo Chang is relieved lightly, and he is alone on the orchid boat.Who will send the brocade book in the cloud?When the wild goose returns, the moon is full of the west building.

The flower is floating and the water flows by itself, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows.There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I lower my brows, but my heart.

Murong Yan

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Langyou Holy Cult: Three Saints

Holy Lord: Ji Niyi

Saintess: Yin Qingrou

Holy Young: Murong Yan

Langyou Holy Cult: Four Guards

Great Guardian: Gale

Two guards: 檇风

Three guards: 愬风

Four Guardians: Yifeng

Langyou Holy Cult: Five Palaces

Palace of Divine Martial Arts: Lord of the Palace in Red

Shenyou Palace: Tsing Yi Palace Master

Palace of Miraculous Physicians: Palace Master Yunyi

Sacred Palace: Palace Master Dream Clothes

Shenlang Palace: Lord of the Palace in Silver

Langyou Holy Cult: Six Parts

The head of the revolving bow department: Jian Wei

The head of the martial arts department: Mu Jianhan

The head of the magic sword department: Lu Feng

The head of the fist department: Guo Zilian

Head of the spear department: Ying Jiulong

Head of the Hammer Division: Song Feiyu

Langyou Holy Cult: Others

Outstanding Master: Murong Qiuse

Jun Shao: Murong Jingxue

Four cold generals: Leng Gang, Leng Yang, Leng Lang, Leng Xing

The Four Snows of the Holy Maiden: Shenxue, Shenxue, Luoxue, Yuxue

The Four Waters of Sheng Shao: Ruo Water, Ling Water, Plain Water, and Precious Water

Jun Shao April: Red Moon, Full Moon, Water Moon, Heart Moon

Prelude to the continuation of the story

If the sky has love, the sky is old, the time is merciless, the vicissitudes of life, the pale clouds drink in a ladle, the cold wind and shadow drift, the wind is desolate, the moon is heavy, the heart of a prodigal son, the wanderer, the wine is drunk today, the heart will not return to the world of mortals .

Destiny and no fate, the road is far away, the fate is deep, the fate is shallow, the night is dark, the white clouds are covered by thick snow, lonely and sad, the night is deep, the twilight is deep, the lonely heart, the shadow is alone, the sky is wandering, the clouds are secluded, and the love is vague. Not return.

Dark night and dark clouds, body cold and hollow, the boundless road to the end of the world, walking so hard, feeling empty and helpless, the heart is so tired, leaving Bai Yunsheng, who is the leader of everyone in the daytime, and embarking on an unknown journey alone, blind and aimless Search and search, only for Iraqis.

I'm tired!You can take a break, but you are tired!Can anyone tell him how to get relief and sleep peacefully?

The howling cold wind, the howling chill, on the cliff with no way forward, a lonely and bleak figure stands on the edge of the cliff, his deep black eyes are looking straight to the other side, it seems that there is someone he misses in the distance.

The soulless remnant body, the lonely back, the powerless shoulders carrying loneliness, self-blame, and invisible and heavy self-pressure are the root of his inner torment.

There is no wind, no sound, no breath, the hazy night is the gloom of a missing moon, indifference, loneliness, emptiness, the chaotic heart is the gloomyness of lost love, and words that do not forgive yourself follow you like a shadow, and it is also a cruel force that supports you to go on.

Misty cliffs, misty thoughts, clear images in his mind, a clear smiling face, sometimes soft, sometimes handsome, without a word of complaint, without a trace of blame, the last words kept whistling in his ears: "I'm so happy... Can meet you... this life... I am satisfied..."

Bai Yunsheng burst into tears, with trembling shoulders and slightly parted lips, weeping silently: "Not enough, not enough! I haven't done anything, I can't give you anything, how can you say you are satisfied? Qingrou...Qingrou...why don't you wait for me, do you know...my heart hurts so much..."

Bai Yunsheng buried his head deeply in the palm of his hand, unable to bury the shadows in his head, the memories in his head, and the lingering longings, he whispered: "Qingrou...Qingrou...I have There are so many things I want to tell you...do you know?"

The invisible torment in his heart continued to increase, and the cold lines on his face had already occupied his handsome face, calling softly: "Qingrou, where are you? I will find you whether I live or die, I miss you so much, so much Miss you... do you know? Do you know..."

From the depths of the soul, the most profound call, like a magic voice, penetrated into Bai Yunsheng's mind, and turned into a sentence: "Do you know?"

The boundless sound waves of longing echoed from the edge of the cliff and went deep into the valley. No matter how many words you say, you can’t call back the person who cares about you. The bitterness in your heart is like a line, and tears fall on your chest. Silent crying is the truest feeling of a man. Heart, the most difficult feeling, is also the most helpless cry.

A heart that has already fallen into a bottomless abyss is like a bottomless black cliff in front of you, which makes people sigh a lot.

On the foggy mountain path and the vague front, Bai Yunsheng walked silently, thinking silently, the only road in front of him seemed to be one, but there were countless intricate routes. He was at a loss as to how to find the right one!

But he knows that not giving up is his persistent belief, and the lonely depression deepens his indifference and loneliness.

He didn't think the indifference in the past was strange, and the road he walked alone didn't feel desolate, why he felt lost now, all the reasons, there was only one person, Yin Qingrou, a woman who controlled his destiny.

The appearance of Yin Qingrou changed his life. Yin Qingrou's joy, anger, sorrow and joy affected his deepest soul. The greatest pain and sorrow in a man's heart is that he cannot protect his beloved woman.

On the quiet mountain path, Bai Yunsheng closed his eyes and looked up to the sky, when he suddenly heard a tearing roar: "Ah──" The angry and tragic roar pierced through the quiet moonless night sky, disturbed the sleeping birds and beasts, and screamed in unison The angry sound of complaining is Bai Yunsheng's deepest self-blame and the most painful sorrow.

The desolation without words, the lonely single shadow, walking slowly, walking slowly, the wind is blowing, the hair is fluttering, the sleeves are fluttering, and the blurred back that is fading away is persistence, firmness, helplessness, unknown At a loss, I can only go straight to the road I want to go.

There is only one destination...Yin—Qing—Rou.

The beginning of the story is an unfinished ending. There is only one road. You can’t turn back, you can only go forward. No one knows whether it is the road of light or the door of darkness in front of you. We can only say that we will do our best!

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