[Thunderbolt] By asking why the world came

☆、Chapter 1: Pearl's Resentment (Part [-], Double Lotus)

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The mud in the rain just now has been collected.In the windy evening, the melodious sound of the flute shuttles among the treetops, like a stream of continuous cutting, flowing in the evening sun.

The first round of the Heavenly Sword Contest is over, which means that another wave of open and secret battles is about to begin. On the Jianghu Road, busy figures are rushing, and suddenly they hear the sound of a flute, and they know it, and they can't help but stop and think. Take a detour.

Only a few steps away, the scene came into view, as expected, in the shadow of the pavilion, the willows are surrounded by the depth of the water, the nymphs and butterflies are whirling, and the flute music with an extraordinary sound is exactly played by Xuanying with his back in the pavilion——

With a heartfelt thought, Su Huan stepped into the pavilion and said first, "I never expected to meet you here, Legend of Chiba."

"I never thought that the person who came here would be you." Hearing the sound, Chiba Legend stopped melodious and turned around, calmly.

"Many times, the person who comes is not the person who should come; and the person who is waiting is not the person who should be." Su Zhenzhen said, smiling slightly: "However, today it is not Su who came here on his own initiative, but Mr. Choose Sou!"

"Why?"

"Sometimes being too perfect is also a weakness."

As soon as Su Zhenzhen finished speaking, Legend of Qianye couldn't help but glance at the flute in his hand, and immediately realized:

"Well, I understand. But I'm afraid it's an excuse, I should say that you are really curious."

"Yeah, once you enjoy the elegant music, why worry about it? It's a pity that Su has urgent matters today, and there is not much time, so I can only make a long story short." Su Zhenzhen raised the dust and said politely: "Sir, please sit down."

"Since the person I met is you, I believe it's not difficult to give you the time to make a sound." Chiba Legend sat down with the words, and there was a problem without a trace.

"The time for one sound is more than enough for Soumou."

"I don't have such good intentions. I have the right to decide how long a sound lasts."

"But today you met Su, so it's different." Su really said it with ease, and quickly got to the point: "Today's first round of the Heavenly Sword Contest is over, sir, but what do you think?"

"Knowing the enemy, either guards like a virgin, or moves like a rabbit. How do you see it?"

"According to Su Mou, the power in the first round is bleak and unclear, so it is not appropriate to say for sure." Su Zhenzhen answered calmly when thrown a return ball.

"Really?" Chiba Chuanqi lightly clasped his knuckles, his slightly closed clear eyes revealing unfathomable profundity: "I thought that the competition just now revealed this situation, but the momentum has been made, but the movement It is like stagnant water. The candidates for the battle of the Heavenly Sword include those who are cunning, those who seek revenge, and those who defend. Each has his own heart. In particular, I think that although the master of Taixue has the advantage of the enemy's darkness, he has the advantage of being clear. There are chips, but the number of chess pieces that can actually be used is limited. In this battle, there is no room for him to hide his cards, there must be discarded pieces, and the men he can use can only come from foreign aid after all, so from this point, it is the focus.”

"Right, it seems that you already have a countermeasure?"

"If you want to grasp the strangeness and break the current chaos, I have a suggestion: if the enemy wants to harass it, I want to harass it."

After Qianye Legend made a direct analysis, Su Zhenzhen couldn't help thinking twice, pondering for a while, still feeling inappropriate: "Although this is true, but this Heavenly Sword battle also involves personal grievances, it is inappropriate to interfere and affect their lives. Winning or losing, such as the second master of the Shenjian Ancient Courtyard, and..." Su Zhenchen thought about the just-concluded contest for the Pearl of the Sky, and couldn't help but stop talking.

"If everyone pays attention to each link, the effect will be limited, and even more unexpected mistakes will be made, which will cause trouble instead." Chiba Legend disapproves.

"A little more respect is also a concession to each other. If the interests of all come first, we should do our part. But right now, we don't need it yet."

"I don't know what you're worrying about." Chiba thought delicately, without having to think about it: "Then it's not about winning or losing, and I will be responsible."

"Legend of Chiba," Su Zhenzhen called out, "As I said last time, just like their hearts, Sumou believes in themselves, and also believes in the cooperation between you and me."

"You're wrong, I can't be like him, and he can't do that either." Chiba Legend glanced at the other party, the scene in the rain that he just witnessed just now lingered in his heart, and his voice fell lightly: "The future will be the same."

"So, what do you do?" Hearing this, Su really couldn't help but hold back his expression.

"I had no choice but to go against his will."

"This..." Su Zhenzhen couldn't help but think about it: "He has returned, and he is for your use, why bother him?"

"Do you really think his heart is here? If he didn't choose to give up unnecessary emotions for him, how could he concentrate on staying in the sun-blind people now?" Qianye's words were somewhat dissatisfied. Yue, and... Rang Su really can't analyze the intriguing.

"You——" Qianye's words made Su Huanhui think for a moment, but he suppressed it in time, and his color changed slightly: "There is still a difference between benefits and benefits. This is not the most appropriate practice."

At this moment, Su Huan really couldn't help but turn his mind secretly. If Chang Kong really wanted to return, apart from Mingzhu seeking flaws, the only thing that Chang Kong had left before was Su Ling. event.Could it be that there is another inside story between them?

Thinking of this impressively, Su Huanzhen was startled, and couldn't help looking at the other party complicatedly:

"Chiba, tell me, what did you do?"

"Su Huanzhen, what you and I want is the result, not the process." Chiba Legend said, looking out of the pavilion, not knowing where it fell.

"It seems that Su has no right to ask?"

"In this martial arts world, the sword has no eyes, and it must be ruthless. Without a certain method, it will not be able to achieve a considerable effect."

Chiba Legend's eyes were cold and determined, "How can you understand what a person is thinking when making a choice?"

Su Huan was silent for a while, forcing his own beliefs on others, often hurting both sides.Recalling the past, I couldn't help feeling a lot of emotion. After a long time, Fang said: "But human emotions cannot withstand destruction. People's hearts cannot be easily calculated and settled. Right and wrong, even if it is difficult to distinguish, there are always people who don't know leeway."

For most of his life, he has always had countless calculations, and he understands that the more he calculates, the more he sacrifices, and the more irreparable regrets he will have.It has always been difficult to have both.

"It's already overwhelmed, so what's the difference?" The cool autumn wind was blowing, making Qianye's voice a little bleak, facing the wind, he let the wind blow the glass beads on his forehead, remembering the one he had used on that person She was scheming, and couldn't help closing her eyes: "Since I chose for him, there is no reason to regret it. Su Zhenzhen, let me remind you, I am a Japanese-blind person, and our relationship is just cooperation, so you shouldn't ask too much. "

"Give up one person, give up two people... the last one to give up will be yourself." Su Zhenzhen's eyes were full of depression, and it was the result of his clear understanding of the world in the past, and he felt even more in his heart: "The road of being alone will be very special. alone."

"I don't care."

These words are like the willow branches blowing in the wind beside the pavilion, only the water surface touched by the willow branches echoes the deep meaning of Cui Liu.

Intentionally, we should hope for affection, but the reality is often not the case.Then, if you are ruthless, you will never flow.

Su Huan really knew that there was no solution to this problem, let alone what things had been done, he expected that Qianye would not tell him, and would rather suffer by himself.After thinking for a moment, he said, "You will really give Su a problem. Qianye, then Su has the courage to ask, what do you think of him?"

With this question, Qianye Legend's eyes rarely flashed an imperceptible darkness: "Do you have to ask?"

"He also participated in the Heavenly Sword Controversy, so let's regard it as Su Mou's concern!" Knowing Qianye's bottom line, Su Huan really thought about it, so he had to make sidesteps, even though he knew it was just a formal tacit understanding.

Chiba Legend was silent for a while, then Fang said: "He always wastes his talent."

"Is that all?" Su Zhenzhen looked at Qianye with a fixed gaze, vaguely agreeing with what he was thinking in his heart.

He knew that Qianye was extremely intelligent, and he would not allow others to interfere.But how much was kept in those words, and how many twists and turns were hidden, only he knew.

Su Zhenzhen sighed softly: "Don't blame the song just now, Sumou sounds very empty, and there is a feeling that I can't hold it. Therefore, I don't even know who is waiting."

This word suddenly pierced into the bone of his heart like a fine needle, Qianye Chuanchuan took a look at Su Zhenzhen, only thinking that this person is troublesome, immediately got up and turned his back, staring at the endless stream through the pavilion and willows.That night, the water waves under the sun were shining with golden light, transparent and clear, pure and beautiful, it was a feeling that he couldn't grasp.

In fact, he never cared about what he did for him, but he cared whether that person's heart was with the sun-blind people or with him?wandering soul

If you can't grasp it, you're just a walking dead.

If he still feels nothing for doing all kinds of things for him, then no wonder he wants to do everything and control everything—just like the passing of Su Ling.

Even if you hate yourself...it doesn't matter.

Seeing this, Su Zhenzhen got up and stepped forward, put his hand on the shoulder lightly, and said, "Qianye, would you like to come with Su?"

"Su Zhenzhen, do I have to listen to you?" Chiba Chuanqi turned around with displeasure on his face.

"Yeah, I just want to ask you a question." Su really had mastered the skill of kindly kidnapping, Chiba Legend didn't want to, so he could only follow along, only to see Su really walked out of the pavilion and leaned over to hold a cup of tea on the ground. With a handful of sand, he asked:

"This sand is finely dispersed, but every grain is there. I want to split the sand with a knife. What do you think?"

"Splitting sand is harmful, it is better to split water with a knife, or... to split air with a knife." Immediately realized, draw inferences from one instance.

"Indeed, if you split the sand with a knife, if the knife is damaged, the sand will still be damaged."

"If you split the water with a knife, the knife will not be damaged, and the water will have no traces, but it is not as good as cutting the air with a knife." Another head continued.

"Of course. Splitting the sand and splitting the water are all one. Only by jumping out of the shape can you be at ease." Su Zhenzhen nodded, and the sand flowed between his fingers while speaking: "So, do you have anything to worry about?"

It's this hooked feeling again!Legend of Qianye glared, but said nothing.

Su Zhenzhen smiled lightly, looked up at the mountains in the distance, and said leisurely: "For example, Su Mou has friends who care about things in addition to martial arts, and Su Mou, a close friend, also has to face Tianjian. dispute. Although I was worried, I did not interfere with him because I believed in him.”

As Su Zhenzhen said, he turned his head and said, "Qianye, in your heart, do you also believe in someone?"

"I don't need your understanding." Legend of Qianye turned his head away, and his gaze was looking towards the water's edge. There was only one person's reflection on the water surface, but his face was unclear...

Su Huan’s real voice continued to come from behind. He believed that smart people would understand: “So Su Mou thought that everything is nothingness, and it’s easy to deal with according to its essence. It’s like a wheel, you can get what you want and lose it; you can’t get what you want You can also get it. If you ask too much, you will hurt yourself; if you ask too hard, you will loosen. If there are some things that cannot be repaired, then believe in yourself and the other party. There should always be room for everything.”

"... Su Huanzhen, the time I gave you is almost up." Chiba Legend listened, but couldn't help but want to see off the guest.

Su Zhenzhen laughed, and looked at the sky: "Alright. Su has important things to do, so he should go. Before leaving, I promised that I will give you another chance in the future."

"Then, I'll just wait and see what kind of surprise you can give me." Chiba Chuanqi paid his respects, with the natural flying breath reappearing between his brows, he played a flute casually, and played another song.The song has a long charm, slowly resounding through the sky, accompanied by the figure that is gradually going away.

Twilight evening photos, light smoke and hazy, with the afterglow of the evening.The melody of nature did not stop until the figure sank into the invisible end in front of it. Although the melody was different from when it came, the last note was exactly the rhythm of the previous melody when it stopped.

On the other hand, Su Zhenzhen stepped out of the forest, and saw a broad figure wearing a sword standing in the forest.

Su Huanzhen's head felt warm, and he stepped forward and called out, "Ye Xiaochai."

Hearing the sound, the figure nodded, followed behind Su Huanzhen, and the two returned together.

"Ye Xiaochai, what do you think is the persistent emotion?" Between the lines, Su Huan really felt something and couldn't help asking.

With a low reply, Ye Xiaochai only caressed her heart as a response.

No matter what kind of emotion it is, the ideal is to ask, so only you can understand it.

Su Zhenzhen smiled slightly, "Yes, let's go!"

In this cool autumn day, there is still some clarity, some uncertainty, the sky is full of nymphs dancing past, and it is still bleak.

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☆、Chapter 2: Pearl's Resentment (Part [-], Ten Thousands)

People say that the blueprint of the galaxy represents the different destiny of each person. Sometimes, he doubts whether he is the star with the most disasters, and the regrets surround him and never stop.

The faint moonlight fell down lightly, and the earth seemed to be covered with a pale frost.Wan Guchangkong was lying under the peach blossom tree, holding the wine in his hand, taking one sip after another, watching the flying peach petals fall with the sparkling starry sky, a little lost in thought.

"The Eternal Sky." A distant voice greeted, awakening the figure under the tree.

"Yan Crying Red." Chang Kong glanced at the young man in front of him, then turned white again, wiped the wine stains from his mouth, and pointed to his side: "Sit down!"

In the past, even after she was a traitor, Yan Tihong was always very friendly to herself. In other words, most of the people were not bad by nature, they just abided by the clan rules, and Yan Tihong was the one who often wandered in the clan rules. other than one.Until he returned to the Japanese Blind Clan and eliminated the estrangement of identity, the two naturally talked a lot, occasionally exchanging sword skills, both enemies and friends.

"Why aren't you by the Son of the Sun's side?" Yan Tihong greeted, lifted a jar of wine beside her, pushed aside the peach petals covering it, and pried it open with a "boom", instantly the aroma of the wine wafted around, and she poured it in one gulp.

He has heard about what happened today.He knew that Mingzhu Qiuxia was the best friend of Wanguchangkong in the past, and the two had a life-long friendship. Even if something unfortunate happens, it is impossible to break the knot with one sword, not to mention that the other party voluntarily died under his sword ?

"He's not here, so I'm drinking again." This sentence, with the fluke of a crime.

"You also know he doesn't like your drinking."

"Don't mention this, what's the matter?"

"Accompany you for a drink, can't you?"

"If you want to comfort me, then there's no need." Zhang Kong hiccupped drunk, showing that he had drunk a lot: "After being a traitor, compared to the discrimination I suffered in the past, this is nothing .”

"You never need to underestimate yourself." Knowing that Zhang Kong's words were clearly deceiving herself, Yan Tihong didn't tell the truth, took a big sip, and said sincerely: "Your ability has always been the strongest legend of the sun-blind people."

"Ha, so what?" Zhang Kong raised his sword eyebrows, drank the remaining wine in his hand, and said with a sneer, "With the art of swords, you still can't save the people you want to save, and you can't recall the people you want to call. In the end, you have nothing. Do you envy such a person?"

Yan Tihong was stunned, speechless for a while, and after a long pause, Fang said: "Everyone has their own fate, just like I once couldn't let go of the death of my parents, and I was depressed for a long time. The more you care about many things, the more You won’t be able to let it go, it’s just eating up your time, why bother?”

"I just can't let it go, I just care!" Zhang Kong suddenly became agitated, looking at the Chengjiu in his hand, the color of the wine was soaked by the moonlight, but it was vicissitudes of life.His voice was depressed and hoarse: "This wine has long been tasteless. Drinking it is just to make yourself drunk

It's over... If everything can be let go easily, why bother to get drunk today? "

"Do you know? Every time I drink, I don't know the taste of the wine. I just want to numb myself, but I can't hide the fact. Peach Blossom, Su Ling, and Mingzhu Qiuxia, they all died in front of my eyes. I can only watch helplessly. They disappeared in my life, can't be saved, can't be saved, that kind of pain, that kind of heartbreak, do you understand? I always don't understand why they all leave me? I owe God something? Or What do I owe them? I don’t want to leave even a trace, I don’t want to leave...I really hate that I am still alive, living a sinful life!” Borrowing the power of wine, Chang Kong said in pain, the long-suppressed depression in his heart , poured out from the liver, intestines and heart in an instant, and opened another jar of wine, snoring and drinking wildly, forgetting everything around him.

"Stop drinking, Chang Kong!" Yan Tihong raised his arm and tried to block it, the residual wine splashed out, stopped his movement, and sighed: "Drink again, you will only get more drunk, use alcohol to relieve your worries It’s already hurting, so why bother to be sad again?”

"Aside from drinking, what else can I do now?"

Yan Tihong couldn't stand it anymore, instead of letting this person continue to sting her with memories, it's better to let him wake up once and for all: "Are you going to be intoxicated for the rest of your life? You know, there are rumors in the martial arts that the murderer of Su Ling has been identified. , the murderer is Missing He, she is the descendant of the Holy Maiden and Fang Chengzi, influenced by the Empress Changxin, she serves her!"

"You...what are you talking about!" Suddenly, Zhang Kong stood up trembling all over, and the wine jar in his hand fell to the ground instantly, and the "click" shattered to the ground.The strong aroma of wine spread all over the soil in an instant, soaking in the peach blossoms everywhere...

"Calm down, Eternal Sky."

"Why, why do you always tease me like this?" All of a sudden, the whole world seemed to be hanging upside down. Chang Kong hung his hands on his knees, his back twitched and heaved, and his whole body seemed to lose all strength.

"Why, why..." He murmured in pain, asking repeatedly.The moonlight sprinkled on the lonely figure, making it look more and more lonely.

Yes, he loves Peach Blossom deeply.Even if Taohua married an inhumane person, even if her offspring killed Su Ling, he would have to take revenge. However, that was the only bloodline of a sun-blind saint, and half of Taohua's blood was still flowing, how could he do it? possible……

He felt as if the whole world was against him. When he untied a knot, God gave him another opposite knot, which was entangled with each other and became more and more chaotic.He wanted to choose death, but the Son of the Sun forbade him to die; he wanted revenge, but in the end, the other party was a close friend, and the other party was a descendant of his beloved, everything forced him to swallow his anger and pain, and he could not let his will call the shots...

Yan Tihong approached him, patted him on the shoulder, and said nothing.

The moon is not long and round, and it is difficult to express anger. Since ancient times, has this kind of emotion been less common?

People live with helplessness that they cannot help themselves. If they have no choice, they can only force themselves to accept it, otherwise what can they do?

After a while, the sky quickly calmed down.His lowly status in the past has allowed him to develop endurance that is different from ordinary people, because he knows that the most humble traitor is not qualified to strive for the same possessions as ordinary people, so he cherishes everything around him...

What is lost can no longer be recovered; what he has less makes him want to protect all that remains even more.But maybe, even wanting to be an ordinary Jianghu man and simply living a peaceful and contented life has become a luxury, leaving nothing but paleness in his life.

"We are not heaven, we can't change all this. Isn't the chronic disease of the sun-blind people waiting for a thousand years to get a miracle? Maybe there are more things in this world that don't even have a chance of salvation." Yan Tihong was a little dazed, sighing Yu said: "Let's talk about something else! Now the power of the sun-blind tribe is much stronger than before. If I have the opportunity, I will walk thirty miles to the east of the Night Palace. A few days ago, I found a deserted ancient temple treasure land there. , the environment is quiet, maybe you can go there once in a while to have a look, and your mood will be easy to calm down."

"Isn't this all obtained with a lot of sacrifices?" Zhang Kong didn't know why he suddenly said this, maybe he thought of the cemetery and that person again: "In order to gain light, we have to fight and sacrifice our people."

Yan Tihong was silent, remembering that he had lost many friends a few days ago, Fang said: "This is what the sun-blind people want. This is how life is, the weak prey on the strong, and the winner is king. Isn't it more important that we were oppressed by the Japanese in the past? What? At least now I can listen to the arrangements of the Son of the Sun and avoid suffering..."

Chang Kong lowered his head and listened silently, this is indeed an indisputable fact.

"By the way, how does it feel to be with Son of the Sun these days?" Yan Tihong asked, and sat down with Yishu.For the sun-blind people, the position of Eternal Sky is a proof of ability, and it is even more an honor, because what he guards is the son of the sun who brings light.

"Son of the Sun..." His emotions sank, Changkong shook his head: "What do you want to know?"

"Just asking. As you know, he is the pride of our clan, and he has brought us a light that cannot be seen in a thousand years. No one in the clan disrespects him."

"What if I say that he is willful?" Chang Kong turned his head away: "His orders are always a burden."

"...He is also for the good of the sun-blind people." Yan Tihong paused, half helpless.Just like asking for flaws in the bright pearl, no matter who is selected by Tianjian today, the sun-blind people are destined to be enemies with the long-hearted empress, there is no other way.

Changkong closed his eyes: "I understand. Besides, I owe him a life." Therefore, he couldn't escape.

"He is very special to you." Yan Tihong looked enviously at the sword beside Changkong, the swordsman, who always has a sharp sense of a good sword:

"Just like this sword, he brought it specially for you. A while ago, in order to save you, he didn't even care about the Yinyue Festival, and never took a break."

The more Yan Tihong mentioned it, it made Changkong feel more and more heavy, so he could only remain silent.

The envy in the eyes of others is an inescapable shackle for him, just as extra gifts are not needed for him.

However, he no longer has any worries outside the Night Clan, and he has been bound by the Son of the Sun for the rest of his life.

For this person, perhaps with respect and complicated feelings.Just like the peach blossom incident, the pearl seeking flaws, and his doubts about the necessity of those sacrifices, each of them has something to do with the Son of the Sun.

However, he knew that he must be absolutely respectful and loyal to this person, even he never hesitated.

Under the bright moonlight, Yan Tihong stared at the mouth of the mouth that exuded brilliance, her eyes sparkled with brilliance, she suddenly got excited, drank the last sip of wine, and drew out the sword behind her: "Come on! We haven't competed for a long time, come on!" How about a sparring?"

In his heart, the legend of the sword of the night tribe in the eternal sky has always been the object of learning and defeating.

"Okay," Chang Kong jumped up when he heard this, "I just need a treat, come on!"

But for a while, under the peach blossom tree, two figures are like eagles riding the starry sky, their swords whistling, sprinkling the brilliance.

The battle between the two heroes, with the sword in hand, is all wonderful.

I saw that Yan Tihong became more and more interested in the battle, and she used her reserved strength unconsciously to exert a little more strength.The two swords are scattered one by one, sparking dazzling sparks, stomping the ground with a flick, and a move of "Yanhong Weeping Blood" is ready to be launched. In an instant, the light of the sword is like a swallow's wing, and the red light reflects the sky, killing Zangzhe

In the sky, raise your eyes to see the move, slash the ground and cross the sword, the ice blooms like mercury pouring down the ground, and the attack is ready!

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the two swords were about to collide again, He heard the roar of swords and dragons in the distance. Hong fixed his eyes and saw that it was the Tianxiao sword blocking it!

The two people in the sky were stunned, but unexpectedly, the son of the sun appeared suddenly, bowed and said:

"Son of the Sun!"

"Yan Tihong, your right wrist is deflected by three inches, and you can't catch it." Chiba Chuanqi held his sword behind his back, turned around and glanced at Chang Kong: "Shang Kong, follow me."

Yan Tihong watched the two figures of Son of the Sun leave, and her heart was still throbbing with the sudden difference.

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Due to the influence of the sacrifices of the sun-blind people, the mountains are often full of various peach blossoms, and the color of the peach blossoms varies with the seasons.Every night, it is also a kind of leisure for the ethnic groups to enjoy the dancing of peach blossoms falling on the moonlit night.

Flowers are like rain, but the atmosphere is stagnant.Especially after meeting Su Zhenzhen for a while, Qianye was not happy.

The two shuttled back and forth, and after a while, Qianye Fang suddenly turned around and broke the silence:

"Killing Mingzhu to seek flaws, isn't it happy?" With a glance, the wine shop that this person committed himself to brought with him was a bit of an eyesore.

"No." Zhang Kong replied a little blankly. Now he has almost wiped out everything in the past, so what's the point of talking about whether it should be or not?

"Do you blame me, blame the sun-blind people?" Suddenly, Qianye took a step forward, fixed his eyes on him, and asked.

Changkong was a little stunned: "Why did Son of the Sun ask such a question?"

"You have to ask yourself that." Chiba Legend answered a little evasively: "Without me, there would be no hope for the sun-blind people; without the sun-blind people, there would be nothing now, you have to understand." Saying that, he Rarely sighed softly: "Sit down in front of the tree in front of you, and I will apply the medicine for you."

Sighing lightly, it was because he had expected that this person would not heal his wounds.

Before Chang Kong could react, Legend of Qianye had already turned around and passed by.

Putting down the sun wheel, Qianye took out a porcelain jar from his bosom, and pulled the wrist sleeve away by himself, only to see a series of fine dark red wounds coming into view, and couldn't help but sink in his heart.

He was a bystander in this battle and couldn't figure it out.

Ever since the war, he has been reluctant to take medicine, and Changkong is willing to bear this injury.

But he couldn't control the temperature of the fight in the rain.

Knowing that Mingzhu's seeking flaws is not owed a life, is not it?What is the reason, the sky wants to be merciful?

He can grasp some of Changkong's habits, but he can't grasp that heart.

Suddenly, he raised his head and glanced at the sky, a contradiction between pride and restraint was stuffed in his chest, and he, who was good at words, felt a little awkward.

"Today, you are still hesitating." Through the moonlight, he said as he poured the medicine, "Even your sword has only seven successes."

The tone was so light that Changkong couldn't guess his emotions. The Chiba in his impression always had such a cold and indifferent expression.He didn't think much, just said: "I'm just hesitant, and I'll make a move in the end."

Suddenly, the wound medicine touched the wound, and a tingling sensation hit the wound, painful and numb, Chang Kong reflexively shook slightly, and was immediately pressed firmly and firmly by Qianye.

"Hesitation is hesitation, there is no need to find a reason." He looked up.

"Son of the Sun……"

"As I said, failure must never be allowed. Although you won today, you still let me down. You have good luck this time, but what about next time?" Chiba did not hide her displeasure, and bowed her head medicine, but the latter sentence "cherish yourself for me" was taken away.

For many things, he just wants to analyze things clearly, but he doesn't want to explain his feelings clearly.Just as he always disdained to explain, Chang Kong didn't want to know either.

No intersection, no greetings, always so boring...

Changkong has long been used to Qianye being so frank, he just watched him carefully apply the medicine for him, and didn't say much.

Faintly, the weapon cruising in the heart shook again, facing him.

Although the action of applying the medicine was careful and gentle, but unfortunately, no matter what kind of good medicine was applied to the wound, he knew that the Son of the Sun would never be the one who could heal the wound.

The heart that has been deadlocked can no longer carry more burdens and losses. Once it is broken, it will be the same for everyone.

After the medicine was finished, he still did not forget to thank him: "Thank you Son of the Sun."

"I said before, you don't need to say thank you, it's not too late to say thank you when you are qualified." Chiba Legend twisted the porcelain pot and put it in his hand: "Remember, you still have a second round The battle of the Heavenly Sword, heal the wounded."

Changkong accepted it quietly, but saw that Legend of Qianye was abnormally holding the Chengjiu he brought, and immediately pressed it with one hand.

Suddenly there was a touch, and there was a wit, like ice and fire overlapping, Zhang Kong couldn't help but withdraw his hand, and the two looked at each other, each thinking.

"Do you even want to control me?" Qianye Meifeng frowned slightly and said.

"No, this jar of wine is too spicy."

"Then I want to drink, you want to stop?" Raising his eyelashes, it fell on his cheek like a whip.

Chang Kong shook his head: "Then I will drink with you."

He succeeded, but Qianye was not too happy, he never liked to drink in the sky, tonight, he took the lead in fouling.

So, do you really want to drink?Then drink it!

He has never tried alcohol, but he also wants to know why so many people can use alcohol to relieve their worries?Especially the alcoholic in front of him.

A burst of wine smelled into his throat, and Qianye, who had just tasted wine for the first time, was almost overwhelmed by the pungent taste, secretly adjusted his internal breath for a while, and forced himself to drink it again.

One was too violent, he was choked, the hot taste seemed to burn into pieces, he coughed a few times, Zhang Kong stepped forward and patted his back, but was pushed away by Qianye, once or twice , determined to be angry enough, and finally let him caress and slow down.

It's already said to be spicy, but I want to drink it hard, why be stubborn?Changkong thought.

Do you still want to drink?

Yes, I do things and only fail once!

Drinking like this will hurt your body.

Don't worry about it.

Chang Kong was silent, he could only drink while watching.After choking once, it seemed that Qianye had already grasped the accuracy. Seeing him sitting there, taking a sip methodically, his brows were furrowed, and he knew that he didn't enjoy the bitter taste, but he had to pretend.

For someone who is drinking for the first time, Chiba's performance is considered very good, but he can see that Chiba is drinking for the sake of drinking, not as good as himself, using alcohol to anesthetize.

He looked at him indifferently, obviously he didn't seem to understand sorrow, why did he want to get drunk?

According to his drinking method, drinking is suffering.

The smell of wine is fragrant, turning into a cold and clear atmosphere.

After a while, that solemn expression formed a special charm, the beautiful blush was permeating the ivory white skin, the thin lips were tightly pressed, as if there was an untouchable depression, under the light of the clear moonlight, the slightly These immature faces have a kind of delicate and unrespectable brilliance, and there is his unique evil charm in the agility, a trace of contradiction, a trace of coldness...

The smell of alcohol is the catalyst of the mood, which reveals a kind of coldness. Perhaps, he also forgot that the Son of the Sun is also a person.

If I lack warmth, why not him?

In the stagnation, I don't know how long it took, a pair of clear eyes like a deep pool projected over, and the keen sky read the message from those eyes.

He moved closer to him very lightly, let him lie on his body, and stroked him gently.

Because he knows, he needs to.Follow him, he is already familiar with it.

He and him have been getting along for some time.Although there is a separation of identities, some things do not have much distinction.For example, now, letting him be tired of being by my side, it is already no surprise.

"Sleep!" he whispered.

In a daze, the warm palm caressed her body, but Qianye was still tossing and turning, unsteady.

What can't be settled is the heart, and what can't be settled is the lock.Even if it is conceived by a black lotus, it still has flesh and blood and needs warmth and comfort.Children of the sun also need warmth.Outside of the Three Realms and Six Paths is detachment, but in front of this person, the Three Realms and Six Paths are still bound, unable to break free, unable to escape...

If he couldn't do what he wanted, he could only bet on himself.People who gamble heavily, no matter how confident they are, they still feel angry and confused, but they are so clear that no one cares about them.

Giving is all and possession is all.

He wants to hurt others as well as himself.

"Long sky..." In the dimness, Chang Kong heard Qianye calling his name in a low voice, but he never knew that in that whispered call,

What secret is hidden, so deep that he, who has always been outspoken, doesn't say it now, he can only hide his thoughts through wine, and he can't understand it?

Perhaps, he never wanted to understand, but he couldn't ignore the secretly suppressed eyebrows, and forced himself to drink, which was very bitter.

Go to sleep, then, he closed his eyes.

After one night, Qianye was still his son of the sun, and he was still the guardian of the son of the sun, looking at him reverently.

After a long time, both of them fell into a calm state, when they suddenly heard a low voice in the night, looking up in the sky, it was Yan Crying Red.

"It's late at night, why are you here?" After the sword fight just now, Yan Tiao returned to the patrol post. Knowing that the patrol came here in the middle of the night, he couldn't help feeling puzzled—he rarely saw the Son of the Sun outside at night. of.

"He's asleep." Changkong cast his eyes on Qianye, only to find that his skin was pimples in this slightly cold night. He wanted to get up and take off the cloak to cover him, but found that the corner of his clothes was covered by Chiba. One hand held it tightly, unable to move.

Maybe he never knew that all this time, he had been holding himself so tightly, it was so hot that he couldn't help but feel sick.

"Maybe, only in front of you can he fall asleep so peacefully." Yan Tihong said