The conceited Shi Guanyin came through the morning mist in the mountains and forests.

Died in the gap between the mottled tree shadows, her pearl gray dress was dyed crimson, and behind the light veil, her stunning face was forever frozen in this moment.

No one expected that Hua Wuque's martial arts had reached such a peak that people standing far away couldn't see how they fought... and when the battle was over, Shi Guanyin was already lying on the ground without making a sound.

Everyone expected him to come down like a god, but he wiped the edge of the sword clean, and said softly: "Shi Guanyin suffered a backlash and died." Everyone was skeptical, but in the end they were more convinced. .

Even if this reason came to Palace Master Yihua, it still didn't change a single word.

Although Palace Master Yaoyue didn't think that Shi Guanyin could surpass the only disciple whom he and his younger sister had carefully taught, he was always somewhat suspicious.

Therefore, he deliberately wanted to try him, pointing to Jiang Xiaoyu who was full and asleep, he raised his head and said, "Wu Que, when we go out, how sure are you of beating him?"

Xiao Yu'er dug his ears: "Hey, I'm such a big living person here? There's also a rotten and smelly mouse corpse... Can you stop talking about such unlucky things!"

The young man in white said in a calm voice: "Ninety-nine percent."

Unless he had to, he always didn't like to talk too much.

Palace Mistress Lian Xing was a little worried, but saw her sister nodding in satisfaction.

The craftsmen chiselled and chiseled for a long time, and the three people trapped in the mountainside were finally able to see the sun again.

Palace Master Yaoyue thought that Xiao Yu'er would delay, but unexpectedly he was the first one to get out lazily.Seeing the little fairy, he smiled and went to hug her.

The little fairy hid for a while, but couldn't dodge.

After reluctantly being hugged by him for a while, he quickly pushed him away, saying that he disliked him for his smelly body and a sour smell... However, Xiao Yuer insisted on sticking to the fragrant little fairy, so Murong Jiu stood over It is useless to try to separate them.

The mischievous boy deliberately teased her: asked if he also wanted to be hugged by him, that's why he leaned over?Ninth girl was so angry that she scolded him for being treacherous and shameless, but she was taught by the sisters of Murong's family to pay attention to her manners and not to speak nonsense.

When the entrance of the cave was wide open, Yaoyue and Lianxing walked out slowly with some discomfort... They seemed to be as noble as before, but I am afraid they also knew in their hearts that after all this experience, after all, something is different.

But Yaoyue is Yaoyue after all, she can still raise her head proudly and say coldly: "Tomorrow will be a decisive battle, if you want to stay and watch, feel free." They left in a crowd.

Hua Wuque glanced at Xiao Yu'er indifferently, and pulled Xin Lan to follow.

In the middle of the night, everything is silent.

In these temples surrounded by mountains, people often enjoy the joy of silence.The candle was lit too early and is now extinguished, or perhaps blown out by the wind...but no one has rekindled it.

Perhaps in the eyes of the two clinging to each other, they don't care about darkness or light, but only cling to the warmth given to each other.

After a long time, the young man in white suddenly sighed and said softly: "It's late at night, you should go back to sleep."

Xinlan shook her head in his arms: "I want to be with you, if you don't want to..." She bit her lip and said quietly: "That means I want you to be with me."

He considered his words, and said slowly: "You know, an unmarried girl from Yunying, who sleeps in a man's room in the middle of the night..." He wanted to speak louder, but he couldn't continue.

She sniffed and said, "I know, but I married you a long time ago."

So Hua Wuque became even more speechless, and even hugged her even tighter.

He was silent, but she seemed to open the conversation box: "Tomorrow... what are you going to do?" Her voice was so soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

"What do you want me to do?" He lowered his head slightly and asked gently.

"I don't want either of you to die." She said her thoughts that have never changed, but they have never been useful: "But this is too hypocritical, isn't it? You... are the end of endless death. "

He was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked: "What if... you have to die?" He asked like this, more like saying, "If you have to choose one, what do you do?"

The girl raised her head from his shoulder and watched him quietly.

Her lips were trembling, and her eyes were glistening with tears.

He never meant to question her and ask for an answer.

It's just that they clearly have the same mind, but there seems to be such a glimmer of ambiguity, and the sense of gap made him open his mouth involuntarily.

The next moment, he felt speechless: "I'm sorry..." He gently held her in his arms, and said softly: "This question is too cruel, no one can answer it. I just... have a little heart Chaos, Xinlan."

Tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall, and also hugged her tightly: "I only know that your heart beats so fast...so fast, so fast."

He chuckled softly in her ear, and suddenly said: "Do you know how happy I am?" His laughter drummed in her eardrums: "Holding you like this...is a peace of mind and joy that I have never had before. .”

His stature is outstanding even among men, but at this moment, he leaned his chin lightly on the girl's graceful and thin shoulders, even closed his eyes, and murmured: "I can hold you like this, maybe I don't regret it." This life..."

Xinlan's hand on his back froze slightly.

After a pause, she said in a hoarse voice: "If I beg you, tomorrow... don't kill Jiang Xiaoyu, no matter what, don't kill him... What will you do?" She bit her trembling lips hard , After saying this, he was already biting so bloodshot.

He seemed to answer her right away, and it seemed that it took a long time, but he smiled lightly and said: "He is really a pitiful and innocent person... Even if you don't tell me, I will not kill him. Now...how can I Will you agree?"

She has burst into tears.

He choked a few times, and emphasized in a trembling voice: "Even if you know it clearly, if you promise to keep him alive... it means your death?"

He patted her on the back tenderly, and said softly: "I would die for you...but I never hope that you will bear everything on yourself."

He took half a step back gently, making her leave his arms.

Then he used his fingertips to wipe away the tears like broken pearls for her, and said softly: "No matter what happens tomorrow, you have done your best... I would rather you didn't meet the one of the two of us." Any one, stay out of it with peace of mind."

Xinlan lowered her head and closed her eyes.

The tears gradually stopped flowing, but the body was still trembling, as if caught in a dilemma, but finally made a painful decision.

"Wu Que, don't say you are willing to die for me..." She called out his name with difficulty, and suddenly threw herself into his arms like a suckling swallow throwing herself into a forest, hugging him so tightly, as if she was going to lose him the next moment like.

The girl's voice is so weak: "I want you... to be born for me."

This whispered word like a dragonfly touches water, but it made the surging emotions in his heart calm down instantly, and melted into her coda.

On the second day, the autumn air was crisp.

Hua Wuque was alone when he left the room, Tie Xinlan was not by his side.

The maids of Yihua Palace stood in two rows back and forth, each with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes.

The two palace lords, Yaoyue Lianxing, had been waiting for the decisive battle early on: one of them was radiant, her eyes shone with astonishing brilliance, while the other was haggard, as if she was suffering from inner torment.

There was a crowd of people from all walks of life standing in the periphery, some of them helped before, and some came to watch the excitement later.Seeing that one party has arrived and the other party has not, the heroes began to whisper.

After a while, Xiao Yu'er, who had changed into a new red shirt, jumped to the inner circle with ease, and said with a smile, "Hua Wuque, here I come!" Coincidentally, the little fairy in the same red dress was not with him either. around.

His expression was so cheerful and relaxed, as if he didn't come to die in a decisive battle with vastly different martial arts, but came to meet a very good friend.

Hua Wuque pursed his lips and smiled at him, but did not speak.

The Murong family sisters came over one by one, first politely greeted the two sisters of Palace Master Yihua, and then whispered softly: "Since it is a duel between two parties, one should be elected to judge, the two palace masters have martial arts skills Even though I am tall, I should avoid suspicion... My Murong family would like to give senior Tie Wushuang the honor, I wonder what the palace will do?"

Palace Master Yaoyue seemed to be in a great mood, and agreed lightly: "Yes."

However, she added another sentence in Sister Murong's inconspicuous eye contact: "But unless one of them dies, otherwise... this duel will never end!"

Murong Jiu took two steps forward, frowned and said: "Since ancient times, duels have always emphasized fairness and justice, so that everyone can be convinced. You..."

In the middle of the conversation, the third sister stopped her and shouted: "Jiumei, be careful with your words!"

Murong Jiu suddenly turned around, looked at the worried sisters who did not dare to speak, and hissed, "Could it be that we really want to watch Sister Jing become a widow?" Her beautiful and quiet face showed resentment.

But Xiao Yu'er suddenly interrupted: "Don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with Little Fairy... She didn't want to marry me, and I didn't want to marry her either! The fabric is still white!"

Murong Jiu was anxious and annoyed, and glared at him.

All the other younger sisters looked at each other in blank dismay, finally Elder Sister Murong let out a sigh of relief and left with her younger sisters.Before leaving, he silently glanced at the young man who was still pretending to be smiling, and felt even more sour.

Tie Wushuang, the leader of Sanxiang Wulin, came over.

He has been like a day for decades, "love talent like life" with the same outside and inside. Seeing that two young heroes who are rare in the world have not really grown up, they are forced to fight to the death, and he sighs in his heart.

"Are the weapons ready for the two of you?" This question was actually asked to Xiao Yu'er, because the young man was empty-handed and looked like he had smashed the can.

Everyone knew very well that Xiao Yu'er's chance of winning was one in a million...not to mention that Hua Wuque was armed with a sword, but he was unarmed.

However, the boy in red smiled flamboyantly: "My biggest weapon is my head, at least for now, it is still on my neck!"

Tie Wushuang has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he has witnessed many bloody storms. He also has a scar that will never heal, and when he meets the bright eyes of this junior, he feels his nose sour, and tears are filled in the vicissitudes of life. ...

Palace Mistress Lian Xing's body was already shaking badly, but no one was in the mood to pay attention to her.

Only Palace Master Yaoyue glanced at her indifferently, but called his disciples to come forward: "Wu Que... Come here and give him the blue blood photo Danqing."

For a moment, everyone was stunned.

Until I saw one side was confused and the other side stuffed the saber into his hand, and the white-clothed boy really didn't have any sharp weapons on him... The scene suddenly became hot.

The group of heroes could not stop whispering, and the voices became louder and louder.

Xuanyuan Sanguang, who was in the crowd, even started a bet immediately, betting on Jiang Xiaoyu's victory!

The decisive battle is about to begin, and I don't know what the two of them are silently waiting for, but no one is urging them.

Palace Mistress Lian Xing pulled the corner of her sister's clothes and said in a hoarse voice: "Are you going to ask Wu Que to fight like this? This is a decisive battle, and he can't escape at all! You clearly know...you know that Jiang Xiaoyu doesn't have us As weak as I imagined."

Palace Master Yaoyue patted her younger sister's trembling shoulders, and whispered in her ear: "If the one who died first was Wucai, we should be more at ease... Would you rather he know that all this time, it was just you?" A proposed hoax?"

As if ice water was poured all over her body, she murmured and couldn't speak anymore.

作者有话要说:感谢在2020-08-0214:17:00~2020-08-0310:59:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Wuchengcheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will not continue to work hard!

After half a year, I finally wrote the text and counted down.

If you have any doubts, it is recommended to read it again after the main text is added. Generally, it should not be bugs and OOC, but settings and foreshadowing, or the meaning will be wrong after ten lines at a glance.

I'm curious if you were moved by Huahua's words... I can't bear to emphasize that this is a cold-hearted flower, it's true that Lan Lan is stupid (づ●─●)づ

By the way, let me tell you about the activity of charging Jinjiang coins that Bishui saw.

Official account: Jinjiang original novel reading.After paying attention, click in and find the title of the 17th anniversary event preheating. There are coupons in it, 10-3 for 30% off, 6-60 for 9% off, [-]-[-] for more than [-]% off, rounding up to save [-] million! Jinjiang Iron Rooster I am finally willing to pluck the hair, which is also very rare. It seems to be the third day of today's event. I don't know if there are any changes.

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