Condor Heroes] This sculpture is not that sculpture

I haven't forgotten that I am a cultivator.

Even in a different world, I still seek immortality wholeheartedly and never change.

Being immortal means eternity, which means I can't stop for anyone.Time is passing, but my... face remains the same.

If meeting was a mistake, then don't make mistakes anymore.

……

Because of the intercourse in the flesh, I shared luck with Yang Guo.Originally, I thought that as long as Yang Guo's sword stabbed down, I could really cut off the relationship with him.Of course, there are some selfishness in it. On the road of cultivating immortals, I hope that I have no distractions.

Only reason, no emotion.

however……

All true teaching.

Yang Guo's breath became shorter and shorter, and the bright red blood at the corner of his mouth kept overflowing.

The man in black frowned deeply, and immediately hugged the young man's limp body by the waist, almost embedding him in his chest.As if he was worried about touching the man's wound, the strength of the man's hand was extremely measured.

"Wait, where are you taking Guoer?!" Seeing that the man seemed to be leaving again, Xiao Longnv stopped him with a pale complexion.She felt so guilty for wrongly hurting Yang Guo, and at this moment, Guo'er's life was in danger, she absolutely couldn't hand him over to this man.

However, the man just glanced at Xiao Longnu coldly, without saying a word.The whole person was slowly suspended in the air, and the wind suddenly blew up around him, blowing the eyes of those present.

When he recovered, the man was no longer there.

The girl in white looked pale and fell limply to the ground.

……

A few days later in the evening, a cool breeze blew through the door, blowing the hair on the young man's forehead.

When Yang Guo woke up, he was in a small courtyard.

He tried to get up, but because the support of his left arm affected the wound on his chest, he gasped and fell back on the bed.Looking closely at himself, the sword wound on his chest had been bandaged, and he was only wearing a simple obscene garment. His whole body was dry and comfortable, as if it had been scrubbed by someone.

The melodious sound of the flute came from outside the door, elegant and elegant, but with a trace of deep and ancient sound.

Frowning, with too many doubts in his heart, Yang Guo moved a little bit and got out of bed.

There was no one in the courtyard, so I followed the sound, only to see a black figure standing on a high place, with the purple jade flute in his hand gleaming faintly, the flute fluttered inadvertently into the ears, inexplicably mixed with a sense of loneliness and emptiness.

As if he had found himself, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

The man in black fell back to the ground, looked at Yang Guo calmly and said, "Your wound has not healed, go back to bed."

"...Young Master Feng," looking at the man with complicated eyes, Yang Guo asked a straightforward question, "Tell me, where is he?"

The man froze for a moment, and suddenly knew what he was asking.

Inexplicably blocked the sword for him, all for an answer.

His eyes flickered, and the man calmly gave the opponent a fatal blow: "Dead."

"Impossible." Yang Guo retorted almost immediately, the young man's face was pale after blood loss, "His martial arts are far superior to mine, how could he die!?"

"The lifespan of a bird is only a few dozen short, how can it compare with that of a human?"

Yang Guo was stunned.

"It doesn't matter if your martial arts are high, but you can't escape life, old age, sickness and death."

"He knows that his life is approaching, so he finds a place to wait for his death quietly, what's wrong?"

After the man finished speaking, he thought that the young man would not easily accept his words, but unexpectedly found that Yang Guo's expression was very calm, which was so calm that it was scary.

"He gave you the tail feathers on your back?" the young man asked.

Although the man was surprised that the other party accepted the fact so quickly, he still nodded.

"Then...does he have anything left?"

After thinking for a while, the man in black went into the back room, took out a wooden box about one meter long, and said, "This is me...the weapon he found for you. You lack your right hand, so you have no advantage in using a long sword."

Yang Guo opened the box, and the stern air that greeted his face shook the young man's spirit.

That is a strange weapon, if you add a name, it must be---

Double edged sword.

One end is made of a light blue hilt, with a slight air-conditioning; the other end is red, exuding a faint burning sensation.The blades at both ends are cold and shimmering, and the straight handle at the junction is covered with metallic scales, and a few small characters can be faintly seen engraved on it----Double Ice and Fire Blades.

"It is said that these two dragon blades are used to slay two dragons, one ice and one fire. The horns on their heads are used as materials and combined with black iron to refine them. When they are swung out, they have ice and fire protection. What's more, if a person with two hands uses them This weapon will inevitably hurt yourself. But you are different, the double-edged sword just perfects the lack of front and rear of your right arm, so that no one can take advantage of it."

After the man explained, he went to see Yang Guo's reaction.

Facing such a magical weapon, the young man closed the lid and took the box without even touching it.Although holding the box with one hand was a bit difficult, not to mention Yang Guo was injured, but he didn't frown, he just asked lightly: "Thank you, is there anything else?"

The man shook his head.

"Mr. Feng, I'll block the sword for you. If you save my life, we're both clean. If we have a chance to see each other in the future... forget it, let's not see each other." Yang Guo's answer was very cold.

"With your permission, I want to leave now."

"Yang...Your Excellency, take care of yourself." The man suddenly froze for a moment, probably because he had never called the other party so formally before.

Watching Yang Guo leave, he saw the young man's back straight all the way, as if he would not be knocked down by anything.Watching the other party's back disappear, the man in black just sat in the yard, rubbing the purple jade flute at his waist with his fingertips, showing no emotion on his face.

However, he sat like this for one night.

……

In the middle of the night, the humidity increased, as if some decision had been made, the man in black stood up.

But at this moment, a suppressed cough was heard outside the door.

The man raised his eyebrows, quickened his pace and opened the door, looked around, and found the young man sitting by the door.

Yang Guo hugged the double-edged sword box and sat on the steps, looking at the dew on his head, he didn't know how long he had been there.

The cold wind in the middle of the night was even worse. The young man was already injured, and the cold evil entered his body, so he finally coughed uncontrollably.Every cough made my chest hurt.

The man frowned and said, "Come in."

"No need...ahem." The young man was a little unusually stubborn at this moment.

Seeing this, the man stepped forward to pull him away, but Yang Guo asked with a sarcasm at this moment: "Ahem...what? Are you in a hurry to take up your space? Feng Yu, I can't tell, you are really stingy." Ah, I don't know why Brother Diao only talks to you?"

"We just know each other." The man explained.

"Acquaintance?" Yang Guo's smile gradually faded, "Acquaintance can make him trust you so much, the last person he saw before he died was you, and the double flood blades were also entrusted to you for safekeeping...Compared to you...cough cough...I count What?"

The man was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "What do you want?"

The young man was stunned suddenly, unable to answer for a moment.

After a long while, Yang Guo looked at a place with bewildered eyes and murmured: "Brother Diao's wisdom is close to that of a demon. When he does everything, there is a meaning behind it... But no matter what, he is for my own good. I originally I thought...ahem...in Brother Diao's eyes, I am special."

"But... he left me so simply and disappeared, ahem... If according to what you said, his life expectancy is near, why doesn't he want me to accompany him?"

"Or, I didn't gain his trust at all?"

At this moment, the reddened corners of the young man's eyes moved to the man in front of him: "And you... easily obtained all the things I expected. Brother Diao's relics, Brother Diao's trust, and even... Brother Diao's affection."

He scratched his hair a little irritably, and the young man lowered his head dejectedly: "When I think of him being so gentle to others, I... feel very uncomfortable..."

"Are you jealous?" The man knelt down and looked at Yang Guo.

"Jealous?" Yang Guo was stunned for a moment, looked into the deep eyes of the other party, somehow admitted it.

In my heart, something suddenly became clear.

Why did I feel jealous, why did I hear the news of his death, I couldn't feel the pain from the scar on my chest, because... the pain all seeped into my heart.

"After Brother Diao disappeared, I desperately searched for the way back to the valley, but I could only return to the original point... But, I don't want... I don't want my relationship with Brother Diao to be like this... Back to the original point... I'm afraid ..."

"Feng Yu... I seem to... fall in love with Brother Diao..."

However, Yang Guo didn't finish his sentence.

Because the man has kissed his lips.

……

Feelings are like a seed, which grows into a beautiful flower without knowing it.

I uprooted my emotions, leaving only an empty pit. Even if the warm rain and dew irrigated the land and moistened the land without flower seeds, it would no longer allow emotions to bloom.

This is the decisive choice I made when I was in the heartbeat period.

……

However, it is counterproductive.

The few feathers stored on Yang Guo's chest were originally just some of my thoughts, but because they were carried close to the body, the meaning contained in them became more and more complete and strong.

Eventually, karma would become a seed and return to my body.

All the heart-beating feelings are back.