heart pole

"Drip, click, drop, click." The Wu Gorge is majestic and majestic, and the river flows under the peak.The upper skirt is blue like a brook and spring, the lower skirt is as plain as a dark moon, and his bare feet are white and flawless. He is walking on the river with its clear reflection.

On the other side of the river, there was a man standing quietly, wearing a dark blue coat with amaranth red gown, and a pure black long sword at his waist.

The moment he saw that person, he felt a gust of wind blowing head-on, and two white waves were blown out of the water on the left and right sides.

"Brother Qingzhou, forgive Ye for being presumptuous. Ye feels that this snowy green frost skirt fits Qingzhou's pretty face very well." The man on the bank said with a gentle smile.

Except for Sima Yi who was gifted women's clothes by Zhuge Liang back then, most men would be unhappy or even angry when they were praised for being suitable for women's clothes.

Li Qingzhou, on the other hand, smiled muscularly, fully accepted this evaluation, and then said unhurriedly, "Brother Ye, each other. I also feel that if Brother Ye replaces the dark clothes with floral red lotus skirts, It’s also very charming.”

"Yeah." The man didn't refute, but just moved on to the next topic, "Does Brother Qing Zhou know who Ye is?"

"I don't know." Li Qingzhou answered bluntly, the cold wind on the river surface was bitter, and as he waded forward step by step, the wind became stronger.But every time it blows in front of him, it is swallowed by invisible flames.

"I want Jiangyue's position as the landlord." The man said straightforwardly.

"What does it have to do with me?" Li Qingzhou continued to walk on the water, turning a blind eye to the man's warning.

"That's it." The man lowered his head and cupped his hands politely, "So, brother Qingzhou, don't blame Ye..."

The man cut his own sentence, "Xi..." After that, there was a sudden sword cry, under the sky, in the forest, and under the swift current, it turned in all directions in an instant.That black sword is like ink shadow and lightning, fast as black lightning, and the pitch-black storm that rolls up rushes against the river and cuts across the Wu Gorge!

Although Li Qingzhou doesn't care about anything, he is by no means a person who is unaware of the crisis. The moment the pale golden long sword was touched, the whole body of the sword turned crimson!

"Moon Sword No. [-], Obscure Flame."

A sword was drawn, like a round of crimson moon breaking through the night and shining brightly, the scarlet flame wave burst out with the scarlet sword energy, suppressing the black storm a few steps in front of Li Qingzhou, the red crane screamed in the flame stream, and for a moment Between them and the black wind that crushes the world!

The man said through the black sword: "It's surprising. The poison of the 'Yellow Spring Candle' seems to have blended with your physique." But Yanliu and Heifeng did not end in a draw, and the crimson on Li Qingzhou's sword was gradually fading , his body was being forced back bit by bit by the black wind.

Li Qingzhou was becoming more and more out of breath under the pressure of this strong wind, and his left hand holding the Chiyuan sword was getting weaker and weaker. "Wow!" Two waves erupted on the water surface, and Li Qingzhou was repelled by a full ten steps in an instant, exposing his wrist. Her ankles and ankles were all scratched by the fierce wind, and her originally beautifully combed hairstyle was also blown away, leaving her black hair disheveled behind her head.

He touched the wound on his left wrist with his right hand, and his face remained calm, as if he didn't realize the tension of the situation.

The current of the river washes over the wound on his foot, he suddenly smiled and called out the name of the person who came: "Ye Fengting."

"Heh." Ye Fengting responded with a chuckle, and raised his black sword high with his right hand, "You still remember my name. I thought that a person like you would not remember insignificant people."

"Hahahaha." Li Qingzhou smiled heartily, "Indeed, it's really hard to think of your name."

Ye Fengting narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in his mouth, "Ten Victory Swords." Black mist rose from the black sword, "Three. Deterrence." He jumped up, full of murderous aura, and swung several Ten swords, each sword is like a thunderbolt and a lightning mother holding a wedge and a mallet. The sword energy turned into black lightning flashing with golden brilliance, and Li Qingzhou had no chance to dodge.

"Boom!" The turbulent water around was splashed several feet high by the black lightning!

After a successful blow, Ye Fengting in mid-air did not show any slack.

Li Qingzhou's lazy voice came out from the splashing water curtain, "Ye Fengting, I really think that even being swallowed up by this 'Yellow Spring Candle' is better than being annoyed by you here."

"The third moon sword, Yingyan."

While he was speaking, the rising white water curtain gradually changed its luster, from white to yellow, from yellow to orange, and from orange to vermilion!

A high-pitched cry of cranes came out, and suddenly the entire water area was like a sea of ​​flames, with blazing flames covering the surface of the river. In the center of the sea of ​​flames was Li Qingzhou, who was holding a crimson long sword in his left hand and panting lightly while pressing his chest with his right hand.

The rushing fire and sword energy was like dozens of vermilion mad snakes with a length of five or six feet protruding from the water, scrambling to rush towards Ye Fengting in mid-air.Although the latter could arouse hundreds of wind blades with one sword, he was still unable to parry under the raging fire snake attack. The tall fire snakes even turned into fire meteors and fell like raindrops, and a part of his sleeve was attacked. , Immediately burned a large hole.

"Strong can't last long, soft can't be defended. Was Ye Mou defeated by your attack first, or you were swallowed by the 'Huangquan Candle' first?" Ye Fengting felt that the offensive was getting weaker and weaker during the defense process, and the sword he swung The wind had already pushed the fire snake back, and Li Qingzhou had already knelt on the water with his right knee, his face was flushed, and he even began to breathe uncontrollably.

Ye Fengting extinguished the last flaming sword energy with a sword, and then stepped on the river, "Brother Qingzhou, this is..." Before he finished speaking, the pair of blue boots under his feet, from the heel Suddenly thick frost condensed.

The light blue frost climbed up like a creeper at an extremely fast speed, and the frozen frost completely covered him below his knees!

Ye Fengting hastily swung his sword, the turbulent sword wind tore apart the frost under his knees, but a part of the sword wind suddenly turned invisible into form in the middle, turning into dozens of ice thorns, and turned the front to stab at him. go!

He flipped backwards, dodging the ice thorns that attacked first at an extremely fast speed, but at the same time, countless frosts condensed again, this time it was his left hand. "But that's all." He didn't panic, raised the sword with his right hand and slashed diagonally, the blade wind collided with the remaining ice thorns, and exploded into countless ice chips in mid-air, the undulating wind of the sword wiped all the frost on his left arm Shake off.

"Heh. Are you here?" Ye Fengting smiled indifferently, as if he had guessed the source of the sudden attack. After that, the mountains, forests, and water under the whole scene were all covered with a layer of silver, like a world of ice sculptures.

"Sword Two, Bingyun."

A dazzling white light flashed, like a meteor piercing the sky, across the snow-colored sky, across the snow-capped mountains and rivers, across the frozen water, and the whole world seemed to have a white crack.After the white light dissipated, a person slowly walked out of it. His pale coat was embroidered with gray cloud cross patterns, and his deep blue eyes were shining with a frosty luster. The speed of walking slows down, and even tends to stop completely.

He crossed his sword and walked in front of Li Qingzhou, and said calmly and indifferently: "Standing on the river, you don't sink; the river is flowing water, but it can stagnate. It's an illusion."

The surrounding scene shattered like a huge transparent ice shell, revealing the originally quiet forest path, and Ye Fengting also disappeared.

But both of them heard what he said before the illusion collapsed: "Brother Qingzhou, Jiang Yuelou doesn't need you."

The two stood in the shadowy path in the woods, Ning Yuan turned around, bent down and stretched out his hand: "Qingzhou, are you okay?"

"Brother Ning, should I ask if I need to undress and undress?" Li Qingzhou knelt down on the ground, his long hair was disheveled, his right hand was covering his heart, his face was flushed, but he was still joking.

"Master Li needs to pay attention to his image. As I said before, if you use the cold again, your internal organs may be directly frostbitten." Ning Jingyuan glanced at him helplessly with cold eyes.

Li Qingzhou puffed up half of his face, and gave him a tit-for-tat glance: "Hey. Ning's man's image is nothing more than that." Then he smiled strangely, "I'm too tired to live, it's better to die."

A flash of blood suddenly flashed across Ning Jingyuan's wrist, and he raised his sword to cut a small opening in the left bowl, and bright red blood gushed out. "This is the method Shuang Ji told me. My blood has already blended with the cold air of the "Snow Sword" I have cultivated. Drinking this blood can suppress the 'Yellow Spring Candle'."

"Brother Ning, Brother Ning." Li Qingzhou was still smiling, while Ning Jingyuan put his sword into its sheath calmly, bent down and knelt down, and the two of them looked at each other quietly.

Li Qingzhou let go of the Chiyuan Sword with his left hand, raised it to hold Ning Jingyuan's left wrist, and said with a smile: "If you ask me to undress Brother Ning in the future, it seems difficult to refuse." He lowered his head and took a small mouthful of blood on his wrist first, and licked the blood stains around the wound back and forth with the tip of his cherry red tongue.

Ning Jingyuan felt a numbness in his left wrist, and an indescribable sense of comfort welled up in his heart, which made his cheeks turn red.He looked down at Li Qingzhou, his eyes slowly moved up from his bare chest collarbone along his white neck, his eyes passed over his delicate facial features and the mole next to his left eye, when he touched those hazy eyes , the latter suddenly looked up at him.Through the pupils under the slender eyelashes, like a cold star shining on a quiet spring, it is deeply reflected in the depths of Tranquility's vision, and then falls in the heart.

Li Qingzhou seemed to get his own satisfactory answer from that look. Like a gentle and elegant woman, he smiled, and then continued to suck the blood overflowing from Ning Jingyuan's wound, his flushed face gradually recovering.

I don't know how long it has passed, but for Li Qingzhou, it passed quickly, but for Ning Jingyuan, it passed very slowly. "Wow, I'm tired." Li Qingzhou stopped his hands, his eyes became two crescents when he smiled, and he opened his arms and threw himself into Tranquility's arms.

"Young Master Li, when will you be able to act like a man?" Although Ning Jingyuan did not forget to sneer, he didn't mean to push him away. He reminded: "We still have to go to Yueyang Tower."

"No." Li Qingzhou flatly refused again. "I hate disputes, and I don't want to see Ye Fengting again."

"But, didn't we agree?"

"Hmph, I have changed my mind."

Tranquility looked down at the person in his arms, a trace of solemnity flashed across his tranquil face: "But, Jiang Yuezhu..."

"Let him go. I'm really not interested in fighting." Li Qingzhou let go of his hand, stood up calmly, and said with his back.

"Then, come with me to find my master?" Ning Jingyuan also got up, and raised her hand to press the bleeding wound.

"I'm not going. It has nothing to do with me." Li Qingzhou exuded a hot breath from his fingertips, wiped off the embroidery pattern of Jiangyuelou on his chest, and then picked up his own Chiyuan long sword, the light golden sword body reflected See those eyes that don't care about anything.

Tranquility is far from speechless, still with a calm face, the atmosphere at this moment is so quiet that one can even hear spring stings startling under the soil.

"You go." After a moment of silence, Li Qingzhou suddenly said, his tone was light, and at the same time he also took steps, along this east-west path, heading west.

"Okay." Ning Jingyuan nodded solemnly, was about to turn around, frowned, as if thinking of something, "Qingzhou, your fire poison."

"Don't worry about it." Li Qingzhou's words came tirelessly.

"After that, where can I find you?" Tranquility saw that his figure had disappeared into the forest.

"Guess." These were Li Qingzhou's last words before parting.

Li Qingzhou has no concept of time, he is still so casual, and he does not know how long he has been walking in this forest, listening to the birdsong in early spring and looking at the silver osmanthus in early spring.There was still a serene smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked up and saw a pair of black swallows flying together on the branches, recalling what happened just now, he couldn't help but look back suddenly as he never showed any sadness.

But I saw Osmanthus fragrans, all the way to the frost forest.The swallows fly across the sky, and everything is silent.Kong Ran heard him sigh and said, "Oh, that's all."

Ning Jingyuan stopped the blood flow from his left wrist, took out a small bundle of white cloth belt from his arms, and while walking east, tore off a piece of cloth belt and tied it to the wound.When he walked out of the tree-lined path, he saw that the sky was covered with gray clouds, and there was almost no blue color.In front of you is the trestle bridge across the Yangtze River. The cold spring breeze blows, and the wooden planks on the bridge creak.Tranquility looked back at the forest, sighed faintly, walked onto the trestle, and murmured in a low voice, "What is he running away from?"

Volume [-]: Green Shadow Fantasy Forest