The sword picks the wind and the moon

When Bi Liuhua and Bai Lu Qiushuang returned to the inn, the sky was dim.

Qi Yang Ruoshui, Ruan Ru and the others were all waiting there. Seeing Bi Liuhua descending from Tianji Peak, Qin Fang immediately went up to him and asked concerned, "Master Bi, where is Mr. Zhao?"

Wall Liuhua sat down without saying a word.

Qi Yang looked left and right, and asked anxiously: "Sect Leader, where is Hecao? Didn't he accompany you to Tianji Peak today?"

Bi Liuhua said calmly, "Hecao has gone home."

"Ah? Go home? Where is his home? Why is it so sudden, he hasn't even said goodbye to us yet, Sect Leader, something happened to Hecao, you can keep it from us." Qi Yang asked persistently.

Wall Liuhua looked hesitantly at the lamp in front of the inn, "There is always a feast that never ends, you are all tired today, go rest."

"Ah." Qi Yang's words were on the verge of his mouth, but he choked when he saw Bi Liuhua's back. Turning his head, Qi Yang pulled Bai Lu over and asked, "Do you know something about following the sect master?"

Both Qin Fang and Ruan Ru expected Bai Lu to speak.

Bai Lu's complexion was complicated, and after a sigh, Bai Lu said, "Don't ask me, you two, the master won't let us talk about it."

Qi Yang patted the table, "It's unreasonable, we don't even tell you, and you don't tell us how we know what's on the head's mind."

"Don't ask, I won't tell." Bai Lu ran away after speaking, and Qiu Shuang took a peek at them and ran away.

This night, the lights in the wall Liuhua room were not extinguished, and the wall Liuhua sat in the room all night.Also drank all night.

He lay down by the window looking at the street market in front of the inn, looking at the dark sky in early winter. While drinking, he asked himself right and wrong, good and evil. He asked himself many questions, but he couldn't find a result.

In the cold pond on the mountain behind Xuanming Sect, he was so moved by Jin Qiuyi's desolate eyes that he forgot his identity, but he didn't remember that they were always different, good and evil could not coexist, in the rivers and lakes, those idiots who love and hate each other, How many are as involuntary as they are.

Wall Liuhua poured wine, let go of hair, worried and puzzled, sleepless.

When the person in the mirror is still like morning and evening, things in the world are no longer what they were yesterday.

No, no.

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Bi Liuhua was still walking on the path of the Nether Immortal, suddenly, someone patted him awake, opened his eyes, the outside of the house was vast, and Bi Liuhua pressed his head, slowly waking up.

"Master, master."

Bai Lu's voice was next to her ear.

Wall Liuhua closed her eyes and asked, "What's the matter? Tell me."

"Master, something happened."

Wall Liuhua opened his eyes, and his eyes were translucent.

"Xuan Mingjiao confronted Tianji Peak. Last night, they killed all the banks of the Northern Sword League in this town and robbed Ku Yin. In the morning, many people from the Northern Sword League withdrew from the town. Everyone outside Said, the people of the Demon Cult are going to massacre the town."

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The white snow is not over, and the warm blood is flowing on the ground.

When Bi Liuhua arrived at Baihe Bank, there were already people guarding outside.

The ground was stained with blood, and Bi Liuhua went in together with Qi Yang and Ruoshui. The Tianshan disciple who guarded the gate recognized Bi Liuhua and immediately let him go.

Ding Congshan and other disciples of the Tianshan School were still clearing the place, but more than a dozen people were piled up in one place, and the snow-covered road could not hide the bloodstains, which was horrible.

Bi Liuhua walked through the courtyard calmly, when Ding Congshan saw Bi Liuhua coming, his face was full of bitterness.

"How many people died?" Wall Liuhua asked.

"Eighteen members of Baihe Villa are dead." Ding Congshan said, "This is the trick of Xuanming Sect. Don't you know the difference between good and evil? Now I can tell you..."

Ding Congshan looked at Bi Liuhua sharply, "This is the difference!"

"The Demon Sect kills men, women, and children, and they don't leave anyone alive. A Jin Jiuqin is worth so many lives?"

Bi Liuhua didn't speak, Qi Yang said indignantly: "Master, the Xuanming Sect is deceiving people too much, the Jianghu is in trouble, we Kunlun can't sit idly by and let the Xuanming Sect take the lead, who will dare to resist the Xuanming Sect in the future?" .”

Seeing that Bi Liuhua was still silent, Ding Congshan nodded, "Master Bi, you are very skilled in martial arts, and you don't care about the threat of Xuanming Sect. There are not many people in the world who can hurt you, so I can't say no to you. Martial arts are not a place to fight martial arts, and the Northern Sword League was founded for the sake of a peaceful and prosperous world for martial arts, but look at these people, they are all dead."

"With your own strength, how can you fight against the entire Xuanming Sect? Do you want Kunlun to become like this one day?"

Under the attention of Qi Yang and Ruoshui, Bi Liuhua turned and left.

The white snow was flying, and Walluhua was walking alone on the long street. On the quiet stone road, there were no people to be seen, leaving only the desolation of people going to the empty building.

In the distance, Ke Rong came on horseback.

Bi Liuhua stopped in front of him, Ke Rong said: "I'm going to find you."

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The bonfire went up, and the house on the other side of the river where Xuanmingjiao stayed was dimly lit.

Ke Rong poured wine for Bi Liuhua and asked, "Why do you want to protect Jin Qiuyi?"

"How many things did Zhao Han tell you?" Bi Liuhua asked, "You can ask directly without beating around the bush."

Ke Rong looked at the wine glass leisurely, "How much do you think he will tell me? Do you think he knows everything about me? He didn't say anything except that Jin Qiuyi was alive and saved by you."

"So I don't understand, Liuhua, why did you save him? Regardless of your reasons, you have no reason to save him."

"Without you, he might have died long ago!"

Bi Liuhua drank a glass of wine in one gulp, he smiled and said, "Good wine."

Ke Rong said: "When will you be unhappy, why can't I be like you?"

"Because you have too many things you don't understand and want to understand. I saved him to save him. I am willing to do it. What you think is your business, and this does not prevent me from doing it."

Ke Rong crushed the wine glass in his hand and looked at Bi Liuhua angrily. His Seven Killing Sword lay across the table and could be pulled out at any time to start a killing spree, but Ke Rong was restraining himself.

Wall Liuhua continued, "First of all, I don't owe you anything. It's my duty to Jin Qiuyi that I save Jin Qiuyi. Secondly, I don't owe this Wulin either. I only care about Kunlun. I don't care about the rest of the people."

"What a wallflower, you really don't have a heart."

Bi Liuhua sneered, "The idea of ​​seizing the world with a gentleman's heart, Jinrong, why do you think you are right? Because of the Northern Sword Alliance? Didn't you kill the followers of Xuanming Sect? Who deserves to die? You said Come out and show me."

"For your own selfish desire, regardless of the safety of the Northern Sword Alliance, you insist on destroying the Xuanming Sect. How could Murong Tang tolerate you continuing to fight against the Xuanming Sect."

"Also, if you ask me to help you, of course I won't ignore it, but I want you to understand that the Xuanming Sect is a great evil, but you haven't done a single thing right! Of course Yu Yan's death is in your heart Yujie, but in the final analysis, this is your private matter. You should not turn it into a grievance and let the Beijianmeng bear it. This time, I will only help you this time. In the future... Kunlun will not care about the Beijianmeng and Beijianmeng. Anything on Tianji Peak..."

"You mean, you want to break up with me?" Ke Rong looked at Liuhua in a daze.

"The ways are different, so we don't conspire with each other." Bi Liuhua said, "Rong Jin, please do it yourself. This jar of wine is tasteless."

Bi Liuhua got up and left with a flick of his sleeves, but Ke Rong hesitated to speak. He watched Bi Liuhua walk into the wind and snow with complicated eyes.

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Wall Liuhua wandered outside the wall, and finally jumped inside.

It's late at night, with scattered lights.

Wall Liuhua entered quietly, and he walked along the corridor.

Along the way, only the snow under the feet made a slight sound.

The window next to the fake plum tree is not closed, and Bi Liuhua is watching the people in the house by the window.

Jin Qiuyi stood alone in front of the wooden coffin, while Pi Liuhua secretly looked at his profile, Jin Qiuyi sat motionless, and the Frost Knife beside him was like his cold figure at the moment.

Wall Liuhua closed her eyes and leaned against the window, the candles in the room danced, and a gust of north wind blew in. Jin Qiuyi saw the candles flickering, and immediately got up and went to the window to close the window.

The cold wind was blowing, and the plum blossoms were fragrant. Jin Qiuyi saw that the white snow on the branches was as bright as day, and slowly closed the window.

Wall Liuhua leaned against the wall, unable to go in and disturb his peace for a moment.

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Bi Liuhua jumped out of the wall from the courtyard, suddenly, a palm attack came from behind, Bi Liuhua dodged vigilantly, on the wall, Murongtang in red clothes said with his hands behind his back: "The visitor is a guest, the head of the wall, inside please."

"No need. I'm busy, go back in time." Bi Liuhua smiled, "Next time, I invite the Great Protector to go to Kunlun for tea."

"I don't like to drink tea." Murong Tang said, "I just want to drink now, so please stay for a drink."

"In the dead of night, drinking can hurt your health." Bi Liuhua said, "Let's do it next time."

"Looks like I'm coming down to invite you, so you're welcome." After Murong Tang finished speaking, he moved, but in the blink of an eye, he came to Bi Liuhua's side, and Bi Liuhua dodged Murongtang sharply. In response to the attack, the Dragon Bone Fan was quickly opened, and the two of them picked up a large piece of snow. Two alternate figures fought each other in the snow light. Murong Tang said: "Since we are here to see the autumn, why hide!"

Bi Liuhua chuckled, "Could it be that you don't understand the guardian?"

Murongtang blocked his Dragon Bone Fan, and only used fists and kicks to fight against the upper wall Liuhua, Murongtang's legs were strong, but the wall Liuhua retreated repeatedly, his hands were locked, he could only use defense as an attack, snow fell between their eyebrows, Murongtang attacked with internal strength, Bi Liuhua quickly broke free from his palm, and both of them took two steps back.

Murong Tang said: "Which school did you learn from? It's not Kunlun's swordsmanship and inner strength."

Bi Liuhua put away her fan, and said with a smile, "It's easy to say, but it's just me fooling around, so it's not worth mentioning."

"Your martial arts are very similar to the Nine Styles of Burning Heaven that are rumored in the Jianghu, and you are from the same sect as the Zhantian Jue master of the Palace of Bliss. Is your master the Lord of the Palace of Bliss, Yao Zhiyuan?"

Bi Liuhua couldn't help laughing, "The Palace of Ultimate Bliss has disappeared in Jianghu 20 years ago, Yao Zhiyuan has already been killed by the witch religion, and the Nine Forms of Burning Heaven is unheard of, and Bi doesn't understand what the Great Protector means."

"Hahahahahaha. Interesting. Although the Nine Forms of Burning Heaven and the Art of Zhantian are both unique skills in the Palace of Bliss, no one has ever passed on the Nine Forms of Burning Heaven to anyone other than the palace master. Very few people in the world know about it. Liu Hua, you really won my heart." Murong Tang said: "I thought about giving you the autumn spirit, but it's a pity that you have all the habits of the world, and you can't let go of the righteous way. I can no longer leave Qiuyi in Kunlun, lest he be hurt by love."

Bi Liuhua's heart froze when he heard the words, but he still refused to let go, "Whether he goes or stays is up to him to decide, even you, the great protector, have no right to decide."

"Young people always refuse to believe that the good and the evil are separated, and they want to create a different world in this arena. Okay, then let Qiuyi decide whether to go or stay." Murongtang laughed and went back. .

At this moment, someone opened the door, and Jin Qiuyi came out of the room in a hurry. He saw that Bi Liuhua was alone, and walked slowly towards him.

Wall Liuhua reached out to stroke Jin Qiuyi's hair and asked, "You have been haggard a lot in the past two days."

Jin Qiuyi reached out and hugged Bi Liuhua tightly, but he didn't say a word, but Bi Liuhua saw tiredness and sadness in his eyes.

They hugged quietly, the snow fell more and more heavily, and covered their shoulders. Jin Qiuyi took off her cloak and gave it to Bi Liuhua, and took his hand to let him into the house. Wall Liuhua looked at Jin Qiuyi's warm palm, Immediately, a nameless sadness rose in his heart, but he was afraid that Jin Qiuyi would see his gaffe, so he could only smile lightly.

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