Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

"The time is up. If I continue like this, it will eventually affect the family. At that time, I will be the real sinner."

The man withdrew his aura, looked at the woman in front of him who was bowing her head and twisting her cuffs, and there was a trace of emotion in his eyes: "Karen, this should be the only time I beg you, take the sword back and bring it to Ayu. It won't affect Ah Yu, and it won't affect Yan Clan."

After speaking, the man pushed away the woman's clenched hand, and put the sword into her hand.

The ground was covered with yellow sand, and the wind suddenly blew up.

The man continued to walk in the wind and sand, and he could already see the spiritual energy escaping from his body, the color on his face gradually lost, and the light in his light yellow pupils also gradually lost light, but he still did not stop and continued walking.

The woman behind was holding a sword in her arms, she didn't speak, she was crying all the time, but she still followed the man quietly, watching his flying clothes and his tall back.

After walking for a long time, the man finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to his knees.

The woman hurriedly went up to support him with her sword, and hugged him into her arms. The tears in her eyes had been dried by the strong wind long ago, and her lips were also dry and peeling.

"Yan Di—!" The woman's voice was hoarse and her eyes were swollen. She must have been crying every day these days.

"Karen, don't cry. Little girl...Little girl doesn't look good when she cries."

"Don't call me a little girl, I'm Mrs. Lin..." The woman smiled, but tears were still on her face.

The woman originally had a baby face and looked small, but now she really looks like a little girl when she smiles.

Seeing the woman smile, the man couldn't help feeling relieved in his eyes, so he didn't want to say "let her go" or "don't follow", and he said with a sense of intimacy towards his wife: "This girl is born like this." ...beautiful, it really makes people fall in love..."

The woman's eyes became even redder. Listening to the words of the man in her arms, she thought that this was what this Mr. Yan said to her when they met for the first time.In this way, the woman also recalled that her hands were clenched tightly, and her nails almost sank into the flesh. Such pain made her hold back her tears a little.

The woman suppressed her crying, and said coquettishly, "Where did Deng Tuzi come from, to speak so rudely to Miss Ben?"

"My...Longsuo Yanmen...Yan Changge, dare to ask the girl's name." Yan Changge closed his eyes slightly, his breath weakened, but he continued.

Lin Keren sobbed and said, "So it's... a Taoist son, and I'm just... a daughter of an ordinary merchant family. My surname is Lin, and my name is Lin Keren."

Looking at the person in his arms, Lin Keren suddenly didn't want to hold back his crying. The sobbing at the beginning turned into crying, tears streaming down his face.

"Yan Di, don't sleep, you still have to accompany me to eat crispy sugar cakes, watch the ginkgo sunset, and go boating on the lake. Yan Di...you promised me this!" Lin Keren shook her arms middle man.

"Ma'am, I broke my promise for my husband."

"Ma'am, are you still in pain? Three years ago, the night I left Yanmen, I'm sorry."

"My wife is lovely, thank you. Speaking of which, you are the most precious thing in my life, the morning light that I rarely see in my dark and boundless life...Thank you...for staying with me for three more years Year..."

Lin Keren sat on the sand, holding Yan Changge in his arms, seeing that he had no strength but still wanted to speak, Lin Keren wiped away his tears, pretending not to care and said:

"I know, you broke your promise, you have to make it up to me."

"You didn't hurt me, I didn't hurt, it was just a small cut. Do you really think I'm still the little girl back then?"

"I don't blame you. I know that your spiritual consciousness was confused at that time, and the necklace on your neck was so bright. Of course I knew that it was not your intention to fight me."

"Yan Di, when we go back, can we take Ayu to Lin'an to play together? I haven't been to Jiangnan yet."

Yan Changge's breathing gradually became shallower and shallower, and finally there was almost no breath, and the last ray of breath turned into a barely audible sentence: "I'm sorry, Miss Lin. I'm involved with other things, so I can't accompany you now..."

This small voice made Lin Keren completely collapsed. While shaking the person in his arms who would never wake up again, while crying loudly, Lin Keren could no longer hold back his crying.

Her husband, A Yu's father, the eldest son of Long Suo Yan Clan, left and will never come back again.

Since then, Yin and Yang have been separated.

"Yan Di! Come back! Come back! Come back!"

"Yan Di...husband..."

"Yan Di..."

The crying gradually weakened, and turned into a small whimper again.

As the sun set and the moon rose, Lin Keren was just sitting there in the sandy ground of Mohe Yanqi. Yan Changge looked peaceful, as if he was asleep, as if he would wake up in the next second.

Time passed, and in the morning of the second day, the sun rising from the east illuminated Lin Keren's face.

When Lin Keren woke up, her eyes were still confused. When she touched the long sword in her arms and her husband who was no longer warm, her eyes turned red again.

Sent for a while.

Lin Keren tried to stand up, pursed his lips, gently opened Yan Changge's hand, picked up the sword, and cut it in the palm of his hand, blood dripping on the sword.

He changed his right hand to hold the bloody long sword, and his left hand pinched the sword formula. The little spiritual energy left in the sea of ​​energy was drawn out and flowed on the sword.

After a while, the blade of the long sword emitted a faint green light.

Lin Keren murmured: "Yan Di, you all say that I haven't practiced well, and I'm really not like the wife of Longsuo Yanmen, but you see, I only practice this curse best." Lin Keren held back Thinking of the urge to cry, he smiled slightly and looked at Yan Changge who was lying on the ground.

Lin Keren held the sword and drew a spell in the air, and then threw the long sword into the air. In an instant, the dark green spell in the air quickly stuck to the sword.Withdrawing her breath and returning to her body, the long sword fell back into Lin Keren's hands. She was a little tired, and sat beside Yan Changge with the sword in her arms.

"Husband, Ah Yu will definitely find this sword. Don't worry."

"Husband, is it fun next time? I'll come to accompany you in a while."

"Ayu, my parents can't grow up with you. When you come here in the future, don't be angry when you see this sword."

"Ayu, mother still wants to hug you, you are still so young, you and Shen should listen to your grandfather, you know? Practice hard, grow up well, you will definitely be luckier than your father."

"Ayu, your father's life was full of pain. He knew when he was going to die when he was born. He was always teased by fate. Mother really couldn't bear him to be alone. Ayu, I'm going to accompany him."

"Grow up obediently, I hope my Ah Yu will be carefree and happy forever."

Lin Keren was lying in Yan Changge's arms, and the long sword was quickly covered with rust between the two of them.

Just like that, Lin Keren closed his eyes peacefully.

Suddenly, a whirlwind of sand and sea blew up, Yan Xubai and Fu Guilan couldn't open their eyes.

"Sect Leader Yan, what are you going to do!" Fu Guilan was worried about the safety of the person beside him, and subconsciously reached out to grab, but nothing was caught. She blocked the wind and sand with her hand, but when she opened her eyes, she saw Yan Xubai rushing towards Lin Ke quickly. The direction of Renhe Yan Changge.

Fu Guilan got up to chase, but Yan Xubai was like before, leaving so quickly that he couldn't catch up.

Yan Xubai ran staggeringly. Yan Xubai's footsteps were unsteady due to the strong wind, and he fell directly beside the bodies of Yan Changge and Lin Keren. He wanted to grab their hands, but the touch in his hands was only hot and finely divided yellow sand. Nothing else.

"Mother...Father..." Yan Xubai hadn't uttered such a word for a long time, it was very unfamiliar.

"I am coming."

"Ayu... miss you very much, you have been away for a long time."

"I found the sword, don't worry, I will bring it back to Yanmen."

"Ah Shen has grown up, he is very good, he cultivates very hard. He even took over the Yan family for me for nine years."

"I didn't listen to my grandfather's teachings. My grandfather has passed away. Mother..."

Yan Xubai looked calmer than expected, he didn't cry or yell.But no one is him, and no one can understand the pain in his heart at this moment.

It has been 23 years since he and his parents were separated, and Yan Xubai almost forgot what they looked like.

When he was young, his parents left Yanmen one after the other. From the beginning, his mother would send letters every month, and his grandfather would read them to Yan Xubai.Most of the letters are introductions of mountains and rivers, as well as the recent situation of her and her father. Sometimes there will be a small paper crane folded by her mother, or a small paper sparrow.

Later, there were fewer letters, maybe two or three a year.Later, no letter came to Yanmen, and Yan Xubai also went to Dingling to practice.Since then, he has been taught by his grandfather that he must survive the catastrophe safely, and then he will come back to take over the Yan family.If there is an emergency, he must sacrifice his life in martyrdom to preserve Yanmen.

Gradually growing up, Yan Xubai seemed to understand that those two people would not come back.He also stopped mentioning his parents in front of Yan Guyun, and he didn't even say the words "father and mother" anymore.

Fu Guilan came to him and wanted to help Yan Xubai, but was rejected.

Yan Xubai sat on the sandy ground, with one hand grasping the yellow sand on the ground through Lin Keren's hand.

In the strong wind, he knelt on the sand and touched the yellow sand on the ground.After a while, Yan Xubai moved back a little bit, set up a posture of worship, and kowtowed three times towards Lin Keren and Yan Changge, each time with his forehead on the ground, his hands spread out and the backs of his hands touching the ground, for a long time Sorry.

Fu Guilan was beside him, looking at his thin figure, his clothes fluttering, and the hairband hanging behind the hair crown also blowing in the wind, her heart felt as bitter as if she had swallowed a yellow lotus.

After Yan Xubai finished praying three times, the wind became a little weaker, at least those who stopped blowing could not open their eyes.

Fu Guilan also knelt down beside him, saying: "My junior Fu Guilan..." But he couldn't think of what identity he should use to worship.

Yan Xubai said: "It's nothing. Thank you, sir, I've made up my mind."

Fu Guilan bowed three times, looked at the remains of the two people in front of him, and said with emotion in his heart: "Whether you believe it or not, I, like you and your parents, hope that you will have no worries in your life."

Suddenly, the long sword in Lin Keren's arms slowly floated up, and the light became brighter for a while, and blue light began to appear in the entire yellow sand area, and gradually all gathered on the sword in the air.After a while, the light was dimmed, and the sword body emitted a faint green light.The sword body itself gradually becomes transparent from the hilt to the sword body, as if it is the sword made of green light.

In the next moment, both Yan Xubai and Fu Guilan didn't react, the sword light shattered and scattered, and then quickly gathered on the rusty sword in Yan Xubai's hand.

The rusty sword faded away, the blade became smooth, and the pattern on the hilt gradually became clear.At the junction of the sword body and hilt, the original mottled words became clear.

When the green light faded, the sword in Yan Xubai's hand became extremely brand new, the blade was as bright as crystal, but there were wisps of green spiritual energy flowing inside, and the hilt was made of silver metal, with the pattern of dragon and Tai Chi.

Yan Xubai called out in a low voice: "Broken Mountain"

This sword seemed to hear someone calling it, and the green aura in the sword body shone brightly.

Fu Guilan was a little surprised: "It really is not an ordinary thing."

Before the words were finished, the surrounding illusion dissipated, the scorching sun faded, and the yellow sand dissipated.