[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Rumors about a sad relationship

The girl looked at Song Que, and it took her a while to realize that what he was asking was the rich man who had gone away just now.

"I'm just thinking, when will there be someone who won't mention his family's wealth and power right away?"

"So what if there is such a person?" Hearing such an answer, Song Que frowned.

"I'm curious, what else would he say besides what these people said?"

"Just curious?"

"Yes," the girl blinked, "everyone has many things from their parents, but very few people have things that are not given by their parents. I think at least he must have the confidence to put his unique things show out."

"What do you think is unique to a person?" Hearing the girl's answer, Song Que couldn't help asking seriously.

"There are many, such as you. Your outstanding talent is given to you by your parents. But your perseverance is acquired, and your unique vision is also acquired through your continuous reading and practice. You The powerful sword technique is also obtained through your little bit of blood and pain over the years, this is something unique to you not given to you by your parents."

"...You really think so?"

"That's right, there are so many descendants of aristocratic families throughout the ages, but you, Song Que, only have one."

Song Que remained expressionless, but his eyes softened a lot.

"I just feel sorry for them. Many of them have unlimited possibilities just like you. It's a pity that they have been wasted. From their eyes, I don't see any difference between others. "

"Then what do you think is the difference between me and others?"

The girl looked at Song Que for a moment, and after a long time, she suddenly laughed: "Even if you are not the leader of the Song Clan, you are not the world's number one swordsman, and you are not some famous heavenly sword, but no matter what You stand among a thousand, 1 people, I can see you at first sight, and that's what makes you different from other people."

"From the first time I saw you, I thought that way. No matter what a person like you does, even if you start from nothing, have nothing, and face many difficulties, you will definitely be able to be unique in the world."

"Don't you think of yourself that way?"

"Of course, I, Song Que, will naturally not lose sight of everyone."

After walking west for a few days, the two came to a very remote and desolate mountain village.Almost all the people living here are local mountain people, and few outsiders will pass by this mountain village.Song Que stayed here because he saw day lilies growing all over the mountains on a relatively flat hillside outside the mountain village.

How can we get stalks?The back of the tree of words.

Hemerocallis has many aliases, one of which is forget worry grass.It is a very happy thing if a person can stay away from worry all his life.Of course Song Que hoped that the girl in his arms would be carefree forever, so when he saw this piece of daylilies, he stopped walking.

"Second brother, look at this flower, how beautiful it is blooming."

"Well, it is indeed blooming very well, but no matter how well the flowers bloom, they are not as beautiful as you, sister Wan."

"really?"

"Of course it's true. Would I still lie to you?"

"I believe in you, brother."

A few intimate lovers' conversations came from the hillside, stopping Song Que's footsteps, and Song Que stopped far away.Daylilies all over the mountains and plains cover the figures of the lovers clinging to each other, but they cannot cover their affectionate conversation.

"Second brother, what should I do? My father said that he would take me to find Zhou Xiaolang from the Dao Club tomorrow."

"Sister Wan, don't worry, I'll beg my father to come to propose marriage tonight, and I will definitely not let you marry that Zhou Xiaolang."

"Of course I believe you, second brother, I just want to marry you, I love you, do you love me?"

"A manly man, naturally he won't talk about love, don't you know what I mean?"

This kind of conversation came along with the wind again, the girl couldn't help but sighed, and muttered to herself: "Fool, of course you have to say it when you can. Once the opportunity is missed, no matter how much you regret it, you won't be able to come back."

Hearing this, Song Que remained silent.

Not far from that remote mountain village is a larger town.The two of them had been driving for a day, so they naturally settled down in this town, and they lived in the largest inn in the city.

The Northland is desolate, and there is nothing to appreciate in this small town.People's entertainment activities are also pitifully monotonous. At night, there are few pedestrians on the street, which makes the town that is not prosperous at first even more desolate.So after eating, the two of them rested separately.

The girl was leaning on the bed in a corner of the inn room, and the bedding on the bed was brand new.An oil lamp was burning slowly on the table, providing light that was neither too bright nor too dark for the room that wasn't too big or too small.

There was a slit in the window of the room, so that the outside air could come in, and the moonlight outside the window also slipped in along this slit.It was already the night of the fifteenth full moon, and the moon in the sky was almost full, but it was a pity that few things in the world were perfect.

The girl took out the flute she carried with her and stroked it gently.She hasn't played the flute for a long time, and I don't know if she will only be able to carry this flute in the future.

Until now, the scene of that night still appears in her dreams from time to time.The girl didn't know how to describe that feeling, it was like she had a dream in a dream, so real and so illusory, it was impossible to find and resist.There seemed to be a will of God in the dark, and she was asked to come out that night, and walked to that place at that time, just happened to bump into Song Que who was killing people, and was affected by his knife.

If it happens again, will I not make a sound?

The girl thought, she would have an answer soon, or if she did it again, her choice would still be the same as before, without any change, maybe this is called destiny.

From time to time, there were one or two cries of children and curses from adults on the street, perhaps some adults were teaching disobedient children.Hearing that voice, the girl couldn't help showing a smile. She never had such an opportunity, and she won't have one in the future.

Suddenly, she remembered the conversation she had heard during the day on the daylilies hillside.That man is so stupid, for the sake of the so-called dignity and pride of a man, he refuses to show his inner friendship.Did he think that such an opportunity would be presented to him every day?

The girl sat quietly on the bed, thinking of this incident for a while, and thinking of that incident for a while, her thoughts were erratic, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.Until most of the wick of the oil lamp had been burnt out, she still didn't feel sleepy at all.

Suddenly, a voice drifted into her ears: "Why don't you sleep?"

The girl smiled quietly: "I don't want to sleep."

"What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking about those two during the day."

"Why do you think of them?"

"I don't know, I just remembered it suddenly."

"What do you think of them?"

"I'm thinking of that fool who won't tell the truth."

"You mean that man?"

"Yes."

"I don't think there's anything stupid about him."

"Are you like him too?"

no answer.

"I think Master Fanzhai must have never gotten the answer that woman wanted."

There was silence all around.

"Is it true that men in the world are unwilling to give such an answer?"

"I don't understand your thoughts, why don't you want to say it? Does it prove that you have lost if you say it?"

"Or in your hearts, the so-called dignity and pride of a man is more important, so the affection for women should be ranked behind these. If this is the case, why do you have affection?"

"There is nothing but the sword. After you get the sword, you forget the sword. There is nothing else in your heart except the sword. Once you have the sword, you forget the sword. Then what is there in your heart?"

"Today is the fifteenth day, and the moon is full again. It's a pity that your deficiency is not this one, otherwise you can be consummated. Why isn't your deficiency this one?"

Intermittent, vague words came from the next room. Song Que closed his eyes tightly and remained silent, looking as if he had entered the deepest dreamland.In fact, he was just closing his eyes and meditating, but unfortunately the voice from the next room filled his heart, making him unable to immerse himself in the mysterious realm where no one forgets himself and forgets himself like before.Listening to those kind of charming and naive words, Song Que remained silent.

The human voice gradually became indistinct, and finally became inaudible.If there was a seemingly invisible sound of breathing coming from the next door, Song Que felt relieved when he heard the slow, faint and familiar sound of breathing, the girl finally fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, a sound that seemed to be groaning or crying interrupted Song Que's contemplation, and dreamlike words also came from across the air.

"Song Que, Song Que...Song Que..." A curse-like raving came in from all directions, covering Song Que's mind in every possible way, making Song Que even see the drops coming from the girl's closed eyes. The tears that dripped out.

Song Que stood up suddenly, and Xuan sat down again.

The intermittent ravings continued to come.

Song Que finally stood up again.

Under the dim light, everything in the room was struggling in the shadows by the light.The girl's thick eyelashes covering her eyes flickered in the light, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, about to break free from the control of its owner, and the tears constantly overflowing from under the eyelashes were the price of the butterfly fluttering its wings.

"Song Que...Que...Que..." There were broken murmurs following the tears.

Song Que stared at the girl intently. Under the light, the girl was surprisingly beautiful and fragile, as if she would shatter like a dream if anyone touched her lightly.

The author has something to say:

How can we get stalks?The back of the tree of words.From "The Book of Songs".

Based on various circumstances, this book basically only writes about the Tang Dynasty, and there will be a little borderline content. This book will probably be around 20 words and have more than 60 chapters. This book will not be included in V. Thank you for your support.

For the other books, I opened the second one, directly mixing all kinds of worlds together to write. The biggest advantage of writing in this way is that I can write whoever I want to write immediately.With the current way of writing, a character has written nearly 100 words, and I really can’t write anymore. If I want to write everything I want to write, then I have to break through [-] million words, and I can’t do it.In the second part, I will change the writing method and speed up the pace. Everyone is in the same world, and it is very easy to make troubles. Just think about it and you will be happy.Now the copy of the second part has been released, and interested little angels can go and have a look.

As for what to write in the second part, it is said that heroes, Shenzhou, Fuyu, etc. are all decided, and the others have not yet been decided.Little angels, you can tell me what you want to see, as long as I have seen it, basically Jin Guliang Wenhuang, except for Liang, I have seen less, and I have seen several other famous works.As long as I can find an entry point, I will pick two and add them.Let me just say that Lu Xiaoji, Sword God, and Sword Immortal are very popular. Although I like them, Jinjiang's martial arts fans are almost occupied by them. Let's give less popular characters a chance.