[Gu Jian II] [Xie Le] Sincere love

"Master!"

Le Wuyi suddenly woke up from the dream.

It has been more than ten years, he has never seen the bright light in his heart, and finally saw it in a dream, but it was like participating in a business forever.In the dream they were separated by a high transparent wall, he couldn't hear Xie Yi, nor could he see his face clearly, and no matter how he shouted, Xie Yi never looked back from the beginning to the end.

The young man who stood before him closed his amber pupils, letting himself burst into tears for the first time in many years.

At the bottom of his heart, where he hardly dared to touch, there was a deep wound hidden behind a gentle and hearty smile. Whenever he thought about it, he would feel severe pain.

A dead man... where do you think he would be?Master, Chuqi, the assassin of Liuyue City, and the Great Yanshi who traveled mountains and rivers, no matter what his identity is, he has not appeared in his dreams for ten years.In the dream caused by the crown of the sky, he gave the last words to let himself work hard where he could not see.

Every time...every time.He can only chase after his back forever.In the desert, Shen Ye raised his hand and dropped the blade, and the stone gate in front of the goddess' tomb suddenly closed, severing his longing since childhood forever.

Master... I just want to be by your side.

Le Wuyi turned over, covered his eyes with his arms, and a sad smile formed at the corner of his mouth.

Master, I am so stupid...how can I have such a dream?How can a person like you, who is so arrogant and unreasonable, be able to kneel down and walk the path of uneasy kindness and knives?Da Yan Master Xie Yi, if reincarnation really exists, he should also walk on the road to rebirth that is full of lotus flowers.

Le Wuyi recalled the conversation with Wenren a few years ago.

Back then, the beauty in military uniform, with short hair and short hair, greeted him from the hillside above her head: "It's no different!"

They met again in the Western Regions, talking at night by candlelight, like brothers and sisters who hadn't seen each other for a long time.Wenren is actually very dull, but she still asks him why he is not completely happy.

Of course Wuyi shook her head in denial, chatted nonsense, and smiled back at her.Wenren went straight, unable to hide her words, she went to grab the wine without saying a word, and slapped it on the table.

The end result, of course, is that both of them drank too much.The man said vaguely, "Hey, what are you thinking?"

His amber eyes were foggy. He supported his cheek with one hand and the wine jar with the other. He seemed to be full of nostalgia and sadness, but he still smiled: "It's nothing, I miss Master."

Wenren seemed to have guessed the answer a long time ago, a trace of unbearable flashed in her charming eyes, but she still said: "Don't do this. You have a lot of things to do."

Wuyi crossed her arms, lying on the table with her face sideways, unable to see her expression: "Since I was very young, he has been my wish. Sometimes I always feel in a trance... I want to find him again..."

The man stood up.She was a little dizzy, reluctantly touched the table, picked up a jar of wine, and suddenly poured it fiercely on Wuyi's head.

The young man was poured down with chilly fine wine, and the piercing coldness made him wake up from an old dream in astonishment. Under the completely soaked hair curtain, he tried to gather his eyes and stared at Wenren's face. I saw the light flashing from the corner of this resolute woman's eyes: "Shen Ye ruined Senior Xie's memory, turned him from a Yanshu master admired by everyone into a murderous puppet, and made him no longer able to pursue his love. A wish. But even he once told you to pass down Senior Xie's hagana."

Le Wuyi listened quietly.Wen Ren then said: "You are the only disciple of Da Yan Master Xie Yi, if even you want to give up his wish, then what is the difference between you...and Shen Ye...?"

Le Wuyi turned pale. He closed his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, you are right...Master saved me and made me work hard...His wish is my wish."

Later that day, the two got very drunk.Wenren showed Wuyi the golden unicorn she treasured, and she said vaguely: "Hey, we Tiangang, we can't dwell on the past, Gulu, I must...be like a master..."

Under the candlelight, the beautiful light golden pupils showed a gentle smile, and then a trace of pain flashed through.Wenren is gentle and strong, and he even thought that his liking for her was probably a youthful one.But when the childhood memories gradually became rounded pearls in his memory, he realized in a trance that there was a name, bit by bit, entangled with fate, and finally engraved into his soul.

A few days later, at the time of parting, in the midst of the wind and sand, Wenren still couldn't help turning around and said with a tigery face, "Hey, don't forget!"

Just nodding.The wind in the desert blows his chestnut forehead hair, and the rising sun paints his face facing the east with a soft warm color, which is no different from a bright smile. He raises his hand to his heart, like a gentle agreement and promise.

Always, never dare to forget.

It turned out that ten years had passed since that day.

He has already traveled all the places that Master has traveled, and he has traveled to many places that he has never had time to set foot on.He followed his heart and did his best for the people he met and the places he passed.He has personally made every piece of the Yanjia map for civilian use passed down by the master, following the main theme and original appearance of the drawing at that time, and incorporating the modification and evolution according to time and place.

If there are teenagers and children who are excited and curious about the large and small projects of this Yanshi, he will be happy to give away a copy of the simple Yanjia.It is no different from the most frequently said sentence: "Well... Yanjia's spiritual power is limited, and I don't know when the next Yanshi will pass by. If you really like it, let it help A Niang all the time. Gengtian, you can try to learn by yourself."

However, the understanding that something abnormal is a demon is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and many people reject the help of demon law vigilantly. It is no different from being discouraged, and they are not as angry and sad as they were when they were young. He just pats his head and shakes his head. , curled his lips helplessly and walked away.Of course, there have also been cases where the enthusiastic host suddenly turned his face when he saw his Yanjia when he was a guest at a villager's house, and drove them away in panic.There was an old lady who even held a broom and screamed.Wuyi had no choice but to dodge in a panic: "Ah, ma'am, you say you're not afraid!"

"Fart! What's so scary about a vixen! What the hell is that wood that can move by itself! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa——"

Wuyi shook his head, recovered from the long thoughts, raised his right hand covering his eyes, and gently placed it on the pillow, showing a trance smile.

Master, I still can't help but miss you so much.

There is no sun and moon in the underworld, and the time flies by in the human world, and it is another ten years. The underworld is nothing but a long and endless night.

"Hey, what happened next?" It was a young girl who asked the question. Her shoulder-length black hair was scattered behind her head, and only a playful braid hung down her left ear.She put her hands in her wide sleeves, and asked proudly, "Your Majesty really made you go through the punishment of sword and mountain? Have you waited for your master?"

The man with the chess piece in his hand smiled slightly, his face was gentle and calm, the demeanor that he had pondered over from countless past events in the past had been deeply fused into his bones.If it wasn't for the erratic and paleness that only belonged to the souls of the dead, the girl had seen countless dead souls, and she couldn't help but feel that this person was not at all like other grieving souls, but more like a passerby traveling in the dark.

Xie Yijiang settled down on one word, and slowly said: "It's over. His soul has the appearance of a young man, and he took Xiaoxi all the way from Naihe Bridge. He said, it's hard work. So you didn't betray me."

The girl seemed a little displeased that he skipped a question, but she frowned and didn't ask further, but said coldly: "It seems that your master has never suffered, Yan Jun can make his own judgment."

Xie Yi looked at the chessboard, and quickly replied: "Master is like Gao Tianhaoyue. He has done everything for his family and loved ones all his life. He has already ruined his life for this, and made a dead end. A person who put himself on the altar , Yan Jun is wise, so don't be harsh."

"Hehe, you can see it."

The man she was staring at slowly shook his head, "Xie was in this game before, what can't he see?"

"Thank you for talking with me." The girl still had no expression on her face, and touched the braid beside her ear, "You did a good job with this hair style, I am very happy."

Xie Yi smiled, raised his eyes and waited for her next words.Seeing that he realized that he had something to say, the girl stopped being polite, and said bluntly: "There is a Yanshi who offended Lord Long. There was an inexplicable break in Haoshengsheng's lifeline, about [-] meters away from here. It’s not far away. If you’re waiting for him, it’s up to you whether you want to be happy or sad.”

Xie Yi said: "My disciple is best at making the elders happy, you must be worrying too much."

It is also possible to change the title of Xie Tiekou, the number one Yanshu master throughout the ages.All his farewells will be done accurately in the end, and even his evaluation of his apprentices is still barely pertinent.

not long ago--

Le Wuyi stood up and looked at the bright Polaris in the night sky through the huge and bright ice dome above his head.He frantically stroked the broken hair on his sideburns, and said in great confusion: "Meow, this is impossible! If it is really ice, how can you see the stars in the sky through such a thick layer of ice! No way!" I must chisel a piece and study it. If it is really so bright all the time, I will make a skylight for Wenren! Don't be so stingy!"

"..."

Le Wuyi waited for a long time, but did not see any response from the other party, so he smiled and said: "Well...or you can come out and let me take a look! I have walked along the ice veins in the South China Sea for three months, and then Because I am curious about where this ice tunnel leads. Your palace is magnificent and beautiful, isn’t it the Dragon King!”

The majestic and chaotic voice of the other party came from all directions again, with a hint of disdain and a thunderous echo in the huge ice cave: "Dragon King? I am the dragon born with the heaven and the earth, the supreme of the water clan, how many can a mere junior have?" You can actually rule the roost even if you share your abilities. If it weren't for...heh..."

Le Wuyi clasped his arms around his body, wrapped his body in the special cold clothes, and said with a smile, "If it wasn't for your old man to sleep in here? That... a dragon, Your Majesty? I have seen three dragons before, and one is an ancient god. The fire dragons transformed by the remnants of Jian Zhaoming are the extremely handsome Dragon King of the South China Sea, and..."

"Only?"

"Uh... the three dragons? No, no... that's not the point. Anyway, I'm very curious about you, Your Majesty... no, I've admired the Dragon Clan for a long time, can I see you?"

The dragon god sleeping here opened his green eyes, and was aroused by the word "excalibur" with a hint of interest.For tens of thousands of years, no living beings have ever visited. A frail mortal, whose soul lives and dies just like a thought, was lucky enough to see the artifact, and traveled all the way. He walked all the way in his human body on a whim, and chose a place to sleep. Old road in frozen ice.

"Boy, tell me about the old story of the Excalibur, if I am happy..."

Wuyi said: "This story is not pleasant at all. It runs through my memory when I was young. Whenever I think of it, I just feel sad. But since you are a god, if I tell you, you will help me remember it for a long time. Go." His expression was soft, and the light in the amber pupils fluctuated for a moment, and then became clear again.

Dragon God did not answer.Wuyi didn't care, and narrowed his eyes slightly, and narrated the old things before the weak crown, bit by bit, in a long way.Zhaoming, Yuqi, Liuyue, Langde, Shen Ye, Wushan Goddess, Tiangang, Aruan... and Master, Chu Qi...

He talked for a long time, during which he kept using his armored fingers to remove the ice crystals that condensed from the mist from his mouth.He didn't care about Dragon God's lack of response from beginning to end.He sorted out his own story, and it was like recalling Master's life.When it came to the end of everything, when Shen Ye handed over Xie Yi's handwritten letter, he thought about it for a while, and concluded with one sentence: "I'm here to take the Wanzai Xuanbing from the South China Sea, and use it as a replacement material for Yanjia, and remake Master The pinnacle work of the year, but crashed into your frozen road, and came here out of curiosity."

Dragon God's words were low and joyful: "That's right. But I changed my mind, how about I make you a wish." What an interesting human being, it's not against the law to make him a wish and then take his life.

Just like being stunned for a moment, he subconsciously asked: "Are you serious?"

Naturally, Dragon God would not say it a second time.

Wuyi pressed his heart gently, and closed his amber eyes.A series of complicated thoughts lingered in my mind, my parents had passed away, and my best friends had their wishes fulfilled.

my wish.my wish.

There was a dim light that once illuminated the entire dark world for him, but he suppressed himself time and time again, never daring to think, Xie Yi...or Chu Qi, whose body was destroyed by insects and soul by puppet art. Ji, the last time he left, was his soul flying away.

"my wish……"

Wuyi raised his head slowly, staring at the vast and uninhabited Frozen Palace.

"My wish is...my teacher Xie Yi, to have an afterlife, never to be burdened by heavy shackles, not to be restrained by pain and hatred...to live for his heart and wishes."

Dragon God closed his eyes in silence.It's really...not an easy wish, but it seems that the Pangu Ax happens to be in my hand, hehehehe...

"Mortal, for the sake of your being so interesting, I would like to ask one more question, your wish is against the sky, interfering with fate, and you need to pay for it with your life, are you still willing?"

Wuyi was already used to the deep and majestic voice of the prehistoric dragon that resounded all around, but when he suddenly heard the tone of a normal young man sounding from behind, he was startled instead.He wanted to turn around, but found that he couldn't move at all, as if all the blood in his body was suppressed by the coercion of this god, and he couldn't help feeling awe and fear.

He was thinking a thousand times, with great compassion in his heart, but he clearly knew that if there was only one chance in his life to save the master, it would be about this time.

I...will.

Wuyi thought slowly, and seemed to finally see the frame full of fallen flowers in his mind, and smiled back at Master.

He couldn't speak, couldn't move, but tears flowed from his amber pupils, which instantly turned into ice in the extreme cold.The last thought in the drowsy mind was, how wonderful it would be if I could see him again.

The dragon sensed his thoughts, and the corners of his mouth were raised, as if he was laughing or murmuring.

In front of him, an unknown crack shattered the void, splitting a golden crack from the space.Time seemed to be silent, paused for an instant, and continued to move forward, passing away smoothly.The bluish-black chaotic ghostly aura rose from the ground and spread rapidly, like splashed ink blackening the bright and flawless black ice ground.The Bone Blade was twisted and born from the black mist of the underground, and was ordered to serve the master of the Ice Palace with loyalty.

Long said: Such an interesting human being, you can let me have more fun... The way of heaven, if you violate it occasionally, it's okay.

The Naihe Bridge floats and changes, and the light and shadow disappear.Like the condensed form of spell runes, it has been suspended forever.

Xie Yi held an umbrella and stood silently, in the never-ending wind and slanting rain, quietly watching the raging dark river under the bridge.A girl in red passed behind him, but didn't stop. The sickle blade held by her pale fingers was slightly sideways, and it didn't pass through his soul casually as usual.

Her voice still contained a cold and ghostly air: "Hey, Lord Yan is calling you."

Xie Yi didn't expect Yan Jun to see him, so he turned to look at her: "Thank you, King Qin Guang, for telling me."

The girl in red got off the bridge and threw a cloud of mist casually. The floating air mass disappeared in the darkness, but slowly and erratically distorted the space she walked in, and arrived in front of Xie Yi.When Xie Yi was wrapped in mist, she heard her say, "I'll give you a ride."

Xie Yi's field of vision changed, and he had already changed his location.

Yan Jun's voice was distant yet very close: "You, come here."

Xie Yi had never been to the place where he was at this time.Towering black ice rises all around, dazzling in the endless darkness, and the dense fish in the ice emits dim light like phantoms, chasing ups and downs, but in the blink of an eye, they are completely frozen by the sharply increasing chill.The fish couldn't close its eyes, it could only stare round, maintaining its life posture and freezing into ice.The clear and turbid air in the eyes of the fish sinks and floats one after another, and then gradually oozes out and dissipates.After a while, the Xuanbing suddenly melted into water, and the group of fish came out of the water and resumed swimming. This cycle never stops.

Yan Jun is in the middle of the zenith.In front of him, twelve huge white bone ghost claws tightly buckled thousands of blood-stained heavy iron chains to the ground. At the end of the iron chains, a round of blood magic circle was like burning lava, struggling and neighing, making a sharp roar, as if experiencing With unusual pain.

Xie Yi raised his eyes and stared at the majestic Xuan Bing around him, but did not move on.

Yan Jundao: "It's just reincarnation, what's the point?"

Xie Yi shook his head, his tone relaxed and slightly lamented: "Where death is life, life is so short... It really is hard to find any meaning. I don't know where Lord Yan will lead me personally."

Yan Jun gently grasped it with his fingers, and the burning blood magic circle dragged the heavy iron chain, lifted it up, suspended in mid-air, and revealed the simple mouth of the well below it.Yan Jun pushed the well a few steps away and stopped at Xie Yi's feet.A pitch-black deep well, inexplicably mixed with a golden glow as thin as a strand of hair and as dense as a weaving net, which makes people... make ghosts suspicious.

"Yan Jun once promised Xie to wait for his old friend here..."

Yan Jun said coldly: "I know that you have long been wandering outside the gate of hell, but you are always wandering around broken and incomplete. It took more than a hundred years to get together, and I don't know how many times I met old people during that time—you got the tree of life and death to refine your soul for seven days, After crossing the Knife Mountain, I actually met another one on the Naihe Bridge! My patience is exhausted, you, go down."

With a wave of his sleeve, he pushed down the surprised Xie Yi.

In the darkness, Yan Jun was in a happy mood, he said to himself, he didn't know who to tell: "I didn't live up to my trust."

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