[Gu Jian Qi Tan] Burning Heart Words

The moon and stars are sparse, and the thin white mist lingers around Mt. Li. Here, the world seems to have lost all sounds, and only loneliness flows in the bleak air.

Sitting under the maple tree, Qianyu put a jug of wine in front of him, poured a cup for himself, looked up and drank it down, there was only a touch of loneliness in his deep eyes.

In this world, it's really... too lonely.

A long time ago, when he was just a water beetle, his best friend Prince Changqin played for him to alleviate the loneliness of these years. However, because his Changqin was demoted to a mortal, since then, he has never heard the melodious and melodious music. The music is gone, and the joy of life has also been reduced a lot.

And not long ago, another little girl came to this mountain in a daze. Although she chattered around him all day long and asked countless questions, he... never felt bothered.

There is a person who can say a word by his side, which is something he has dreamed of for hundreds of years.

It's just that she doesn't belong here, so there will be a day when she will leave.

He has lived for too long, even if he will disappear in this world soon, he doesn't have much regrets, but her time in this world is too short, she shouldn't stay in Mt. Hurt by what happened years ago.

He closed his eyes and sighed softly, picked up the jug and poured the cold wine directly into his mouth.

"Uncle Qianyu, you must be very lonely here alone, I will definitely visit you often in the future!"

However, thinking of the words she reluctantly said when she was parting, her heart... became warm.

All he could do was to suppress the violent power brought by her bloodline to her inner alchemy, so that she no longer needed the seal.

However, how much can the result change...

With a wry smile, he raised his hand and sprinkled the wine into the sky. His body quickly turned into a dragon body, and he roamed in the dark night sky. There was no loneliness and loneliness in the suppressed dragon chant...

Jiangdu.

The courtyard covered by night is immersed in mist, and only the faint candlelight in the room can be seen vaguely.

Tu Su and Shao Gong sat in the room with solemn expressions.

"Lingduan and the others have already come to Jiangdu. Although Lansheng and the others have delayed us for a while, they can't stay here for long," Shaogong sighed and continued, "However, we still have to wait for Jinniangbu to figure out Yuheng's You can leave only when you fall, and I don’t know if there will be any changes.”

Tu Su's fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were full of determination, "I didn't kill Zhao Lin, so naturally I won't let my hands down."

Shaogong patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "We won't let you be taken away by Lingduan either, but," unknown emotions flashed across his eyes, "and that Nanhua, although he claimed to be looking for Mu Ling's, but I don't know the details, and I don't know if we should take him away with him."

"I heard Mu Ling talk about him." Tu Su lowered his eyes, remembering that day when she mentioned Nan Hua's name when she was raving, he always felt a little irritable for some reason.

Shaogong recalled three years ago, and thought deeply, "I also heard it vaguely. When Mu Ling and I left Tianyong City, I saw him come to pick up Mu Ling. However, we didn't find Mu Ling. Why didn't he go first?" Go to Mu Ling, but come to us first?"

Tu Su was slightly taken aback, "Maybe he didn't find Mu Ling in Jiangdu, so he came to us."

"But she did write that she came to Jiangdu..."

Before Shao Gong finished speaking, there was a burst of noise outside.

"What a handsome son..."

"If only he were my guest of honor..."

"When we arrived at Huamanlou, we sisters were not allowed to serve us. Could it be that we didn't like us?"

"If he asks me to serve him, he doesn't charge money..."

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When Tu Su and Shao Gong came outside the house, they saw that the girls in the front yard were all gathered in the courtyard, looking up at the roof with excitement and shyness on their faces.

The two of them also raised their eyes to look at the roof, and saw Nan Hua in a black robe sitting on the roof, the bright moonlight swayed on his handsome face, which made his face look like white jade even more, and his brown eyes were full of indifference, making him People suddenly have the idea of ​​looking forward, but they can't take their eyes off.

"Susu, Shaogong, you are here." Qingxue, Lan Sheng and Xiang Ling all ran up at this time.

"Why is he up there?" Shao Gong turned around and asked Lan Sheng.

"It must be for the limelight!" Lan Sheng said sourly, although he had to admit that the man named Nan Hua was indeed very handsome, but he was not bad, why did Xiang Ling pay more attention to that man just now? eye!

Tu Su didn't make a sound, and flew directly to land on the roof opposite Nanhua.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, the young hero Baili is also very handsome!"

"Young Master Baili's face is a bit cold, I still like another young master!"

"I like young heroes with high martial arts skills like this the most!"

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Seeing that Tu Su also landed on the roof, there were many more conversations below.

"What are you doing here?" Tu Su looked at the motionless Nan Hua opposite.

Nan Hua just glanced at him, looking at Shao Gong below, his voice was quiet, but it fell into everyone's ears clearly, "The night is long and boring, I heard that Mr. Ouyang is good at rhythm, can you share with me?" Play a song?"

Shao Gong stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled, "I'm so happy."

Soon after hearing this, someone brought a guqin and a seat down in front of Shaogong, Shaogong didn't say much, he lifted up his clothes and sat down straight, with his hands lightly stroking the strings, a soft and melodious tune played It flowed from under his fingers.

Nan Hua's eyes were full of deep meaning, and then he looked directly at Tu Su, "Would you like to join us, Young Hero Baili?"

"What's the matter?" Tu Su casually put a leaf in his palm and put it near his mouth. Different from the sound of the clattering zither, the sound he played with that leaf was clear and pleasant. In addition, the two of them had played together before, so they naturally seemed to fit together.

"Susu is so pretty." Qingxue stared at Tu Su's tall and straight body infatuatedly, her voice was lightly tuned, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.

"That Nan Hua doesn't have an instrument, what is he going to play?" Lan Hua looked at the empty Nan Hua beside her, raised her eyebrows slightly.

The two had already started to play together, but Nanhua just waved his hands in the air unhurriedly, and the golden light swept into the air, turning into an illusory drum.

With a flick of his sleeve, the air in front of him was fluctuating, as if it had been condensed into a transparent object, hitting the giant drum, and then, the ancient and heavy drum sounded, like dense raindrops, Rush yet integrated with everything.

"He's so powerful!" Seeing this, Qingxue couldn't help stepping forward and said.

"How amazing?" Lan Sheng was unconvinced, "Isn't it just beating the drums, I will too!"

"What an idiot," Xiang Ling said with a contemptuous glance at him, "He can condense magic power into a real thing, which is a superior spell. I heard that only very powerful immortals and monsters can do it."

Lan Sheng also fell silent when he heard this, touched his nose embarrassingly, and looked at Nan Hua with burning eyes, "It turns out...Mu Ling's brother is so powerful!"

If Mu Ling's brother could teach him a few tricks, he would be much better than Mu Ling!

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Although Huamanlouzhong seems to be just as usual now, the feeling that the rain is about to come has become more and more intense.

The Tianyong City disciples headed by Ling Duan are still in Jiangdu, and the people in the Qingyu Altar seem to be getting impatient, and their good words to Shaogong have now turned into hidden threats.

But as time passed, Lingduan and the others suffered a lot from Lan Sheng's teasing, and they no longer had the patience to wait for Tusu to come out, so they agreed that Lingduan would take all his disciples to Huamanlou to capture him at noon today. Baili Tusu.

Seeing that the matter was coming to an end, Lingchuan went out with another disciple to buy some things that the disciples needed. The two of them were coming out of a store carrying a lot of things. Lingchuan looked up and saw a familiar face in the crowd. bright yellow figure.

"Isn't that...Junior Sister Mu Ling?" Ling Chuan looked at her in the crowd in surprise. Although he hadn't seen her for more than three years, Mu Ling was one of the few junior sisters in Tianyong City anyway, so he naturally glanced at her. I recognized it.

Mu Ling showed the way for a while, and came to Jiangdu after leaving Mt. After eating and drinking, he decided to look for the expert Cha Xiaoguai said, and asked about the whereabouts of the candle dragon scale.

At this moment, she was holding on to a bunch of candied haws, with some red candy stains on the corners of her mouth. She was looking around curiously with her two round eyes, when she heard a voice calling her name.

"Muling."

She stopped immediately and looked around.

"Mu Ling..."

The sea of ​​people was vast, and the people around kept walking back and forth, which made people feel a little dizzy.

"Muling."

A voice suddenly sounded behind her...

Ling Chuan walked through the crowd, stopped at the place where Mu Ling was, but found that she was no longer here, and couldn't help scratching his head strangely, "Strange, she was here just now..."

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In the early morning of the next day, Lingduan brought the disciples from Tianyong City to Huamanlou aggressively, and happened to meet someone from the Qingyu Altar at the door, and the two of them walked into Huamanlou together.

The disciples of Tianyong City and the people in the Qingyu Altar sat on both sides of the hall, and after looking at each other, they did not speak first.

Ling Duan looked around Huamanlou for a while, then hummed in a low voice, "I don't believe it, I still can't find that Baili Tusu today!"

The girls in Huamanlou saw that these two groups of people were not ordinary people, their aggressive appearance was more like people from the Jianghu, so they wisely didn't step forward.

Ling Duan glanced coldly at the person on the green jade altar opposite, picked up the wine glass and was about to drink when he saw someone he didn't know sitting in the main seat of the hall at some point, he was startled in his heart, when was someone sitting there? caught.

Yuan Wu, who took the lead in the green jade altar, also saw this strange man, frowned and said impolitely, "Hey, who are you?"

That person didn't look... like the person on the other side.

"Oh, Mr. Nan Hua, why are you there!" A girl hiding at the side saw that the two groups of people were looking at Nan Hua who was sitting in the first seat with displeasure, and hurriedly reminded Nan Hua.

"It doesn't matter," Nanhua wore a black satin robe, and spoke lightly, gently picking up the teacup on the table, "I'm just waiting for someone."

"That's a coincidence, we're also waiting for someone." Ling Duan said with a smile on his face, and didn't care about Nan Hua anymore, since it wouldn't get in their way anyway.

If it really prevented them from catching Baili Tusu, he would not be polite.

At this time, Lan Sheng, Tu Su and Shao Gong were still in the backyard.

It can be said that Lan Sheng scratched his head in anxiety, and asked Tu Su anxiously, "What should I do, Tu Su, there are so many people here, and besides, that Nan Hua is sitting outside without fear of death!"

"He is Mu Ling's elder brother. I can't let him be implicated because of me." Tu Su's eyes were deep, "This matter happened because of me, so let me solve it."

After all, he just strode towards the front yard.

"Tu Su..." Shao Gong called him, seeing his resolute expression, he did not continue. However, Nanhua is mysterious, and this matter may test his ability. Thinking of this, he is also moving forward. go.

"Hey, Shaogong, Tu Su!" Lan Sheng called out to the two of them in a hurry, with a look of incomprehension on his face, "What's wrong with the two of them, why are they bumping into the knife edge one by one!" He changed his mind I thought, "No, I'd better find Xiangling and the others first!"

After all, he raised his legs and ran towards the back door of Huamanlou.

Ling Duan and the others had been waiting impatiently in the front hall for a long time. When they were about to force their way in to find someone, they saw Tu Su and Shao Gong coming out from one place, and immediately sneered and said, "Baili Tusu! You really At this."

Yuan Wu also stood up with a smirk, looked at Shao Gong and said, "Elder, we have been waiting here for a long time. The altar master and Xun Fang are very concerned about you, Elder."

"Yuan Wu, let's talk about our affairs later," Shao Gong said with a slightly cold face, "My friend still has something to deal with, and when his business is over, I will naturally..." His eyes were as cold as a sharp knife Straight to the heart, "I will have a good talk with you."

Yuan Wu couldn't help shivering for a while, and naturally he couldn't argue for anything when his momentum was low, so he nodded and sat back in his seat again.

Tu Su nodded lightly to Shaogong, then took a step forward and looked directly at Lingduan, "Lingduan, I didn't kill Zhaolin, so why are you aggressive?"

"Hmph, who would have killed it if it wasn't you! Today, we are going to capture you, a monster, and bring it back to Tianyong City, so that the real master can deal with you properly!" He glanced at Shaogong again, seeing that The gang actually listened to Ouyang Shaogong's words, so they said threateningly to Shaogong and the people in Qingyutan, "If someone blocks us, we will not be polite!"

"Shh-"

As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples behind him all pulled out their swords in unison, and the people in the Qingyu altar also stood up, and the two sides were tense for a moment.

"You and I, why bother others." Tu Su frowned and said, then looked at Shao Gong worriedly.

This incident happened because of him, and he must not let Shaogong and the others get hurt because of him.

"I don't want to take care of other people's affairs," Ling Duan snorted coldly, drew out his sword and pointed at Tu Su, "But you... I'm sure! Come on!"

Hearing Ling Duan's order, the disciples behind him raised their swords and rushed towards Tu Su, surrounding him tightly, and Tu Su had to draw out his sword to wrestle with them.

"Tu Su!" Shao Gong saw that Tu Su was in great danger with his outnumbered enemies, and because they were all disciples of Tianyong City, they refused to take heavy blows. They were almost injured several times, and they also showed worry.

If Tu Su was caught, he would be taken back to Tianyong City, then...absolutely not!

He turned his face to glance at Nanhua, and saw that Nanhua was still sipping tea calmly, without any intention of interfering.

Nanhua... Will she do anything...

He hesitated for a moment and couldn't make a decision, but at this moment, Tu Su's sword had reached a disciple's chest, which could have hurt that disciple, but the sword stopped in front of that person, a hesitant look flashed in his eyes.

And at this moment of stupefaction, Ling Duan took the opportunity to slap Tu Su hard, Tu Su hit the pillar heavily, grunted, supported the ground with his sword, and knelt on the ground with one knee, blood dripping from his lips The horn dripped down slowly.

Ling Duan's face was full of complacency, "Baili Tusu, you are sure to die today!" After saying that, Ling Duan swung his sword and stabbed Tusu fiercely, leaving no leeway at all.

"It's no wonder that Tianyong City has only produced Ziyin in the past hundred years." Nanhua looked at Lingduan indifferently and stabbed Tusu with a sword. "With such a disciple, it's no wonder that his reputation in the fairy sect is getting worse and worse." He lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea, but his hands stopped suddenly, a golden glow suddenly appeared in his hazel eyes, and he looked out of the gate when he raised his eyes.

A dragon chant suddenly resounded in the front hall, and a black ray of light, like a swimming dragon, hit the sword held by Ling Duan heavily in the gust of wind...