Qu Yin's Floating Jade Is Still Fragrant

更新时间2013-6-29:41:06字数：4090

When gradually turning back, there was a moment when I couldn’t remember what happened before—Pu Ling...Tianyong City...The Lord of the Demon Realm...The space gap was torn...Black feathers...Golden light...

"Ruby...!"

Ziyin opened his eyes and found himself standing in a completely unfamiliar place.

The surroundings seem to be a cave, surrounded by rare tall and smooth boulders, dark blue, indigo, or clear water... Yingying shone like flowing water in the moonlight, invisible under the feet, it should be fairy or The winding path formed by the condensation of aura will ripple like water ripples when stepped on.The entire cave has no end in sight, and the iron stones around it have never been seen before. Above is the spotless night sky... The winding road goes down, and there is a lake like white jade and glass... There is a faint cool air.

Ziyin saw that those boulders would have the color of water, and suddenly thought of hearing that "Liuzhou is in the West Sea, and there are many stones on it, called Kunwu Stone, and the stones are turned into iron to make swords, and the light shines on the hole like a water spirit. Things are like cutting dirt."

Could it be here... Fairyland Liuzhou?When the space gap was chaotic and torn, it was affected here... Hongyu should be nearby, I don't know if there are other people involved, Lingyue is fine...

Just as he was about to call out Gu Jun's sword, he just noticed that Gu Jun was not here... He should obviously take his sword energy into his hands... Why?

Zi Yin frowned, if there is any trouble here, it will be very dangerous.

Suddenly the palm of the hand was shining blue, as if restless, dissatisfied that Zi Yin had forgotten it.

……Yes!And it, thinking silently, the thousand-year-old Qiushui Hanyu sword forged by Yajiu...Ziyin held the sword, but he didn't know where the red jade was...I never came to Liuzhou, no, it should be said that Liuzhou didn't come here just because I wanted to. Those who can come... Most of the fairy islands are mysterious and unpredictable, many of them are places where immortals lived before, and some are even floating in the gaps of space... We must find Hongyu as soon as possible to confirm her safety...Because of the inexplicable anxiety in my heart... However, where should I find it? This cave has no end in sight... There are paths to go in front, back, left, and right.

The blue sword seemed to be able to feel Ziyin's mood, and it came out of Ziyin's hand, as if it was going to find the other half of the pair of Wenhuo Liuliyu... It flew straight in one direction, and Ziyin immediately chased after it.

After turning a few turns, I saw a smaller cave, a small island in the lake... The blue sword stood silently on the side... The light was a bit dim, and it didn't move as fast as before...

The moonlight casts quietly over the center of the island, the red skirt, black hair as before... She lay quietly, her hands hanging by her side... She closed her eyes peacefully...

Zi Yin had a feeling of being hit by something heavy, which was different from the weight he felt when he saw Baili Tusu walking away in the past.

He hurried to her side.

There was no flush on her cheeks at all, and she still seemed to be asleep... There was no heaving in her chest... The appearance of her left shoulder... made Zi Yin's eyes prick.

Two sharp arrows with black feathers penetrated below her collarbone... The blood on her shoulders has gradually solidified, and the devilish energy and poison of the black feathers are already... too deep...

He frowned tightly - come, is it too late...

Her right hand cuts off her veins... If it wasn't for the silence around her, only the sound of water dripping from the ceiling of the cave, Ziyin really couldn't tell that she still had a faint pulse that was only floating...

For a moment, people feel indescribable, the feeling of being hit by a heavy object just now... Now at this moment, it seems to be pushed from two directions by two thorny doors...

Before the great battle, he had made such a determined effort to stun her... She still stood unsteadily and appeared in front of him, her eyes seemed to be angry, but her tone was unwilling and unwilling to give up.

"Ziyin, Hongyu died protecting you today with a weak force, and she is also a proud sword spirit; if I get your blessing again but see you sacrifice, I will regret it for the rest of my life, and I will not accept your favor!"

That voice echoed in his mind for a long time... Repeatedly...

How could he be willing to give up...how could he not regret it, if he lost her or gave up on her at this moment...

Ba Ling couldn't break into his spirit to find his weakness, because he knew that he had finally seen his own heart clearly, no matter whether it was memories or intentions, he could avoid it even if he didn't want to go again... His heart was calm, so he naturally There is no weakness... I see...

I hope there is still a chance, and I hope it is not too late.

He sat on the ground and gently lifted her up, but she was completely unconscious of controlling her body... Assuming she was certain, he waved his long sleeves, gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and let her head rest on the crook of his elbow; A hand stretched out towards the black feathers below her collarbone...

These two feathers must be removed first, because they are not only poisonous, but also absorb human spirits.

I knew in my heart that she might not be in pain anymore, but I still couldn't bear it, I was afraid that she would still be in pain if she was conscious...

The blue long sword was still quietly standing aside, as if watching them...

It turns out that this is how it feels to lose someone who loves you... No wonder Ba Ling hated him for a hundred years...

My indifference and harm to her have lasted longer and become more cruel, but she is still like this... She said back then that she would protect him no matter how hard she tried, no longer the promise of holding two swords, no longer the pride of the day .

A prophecy.

Ziyin stopped his true energy several times, finally tried a few times, pulled out the two feathers, a fire ignited in his hand, and burned the two feathers.

But her face became whiter than thin paper, her breath became weaker, and at the shoulder blades... the bright red clothes were gradually soaked in dark blood...

Poison... Devil energy... There was unspeakable pain in Ziyin's eyes.

The right hand... slowly pushed the clothes on her left shoulder..., only to see two black holes... that penetrated... like two nails, driven into Zi Yin's eyes...

It was because I was too careless... I thought the plan was successful, and Ba Yao gradually disappeared... I didn't expect that he would fight before death, and use the power of his master to tear apart the space gap...

He hadn't had time to tell her yet, but the move of the Nine Heavens Thunderbolt and the Canjian Dance Flowing Light... very beautiful...

He had saved her once before, and he already knew that...she couldn't be hurt like this again...so much care was taken, but in the end...it was a failure.

Ya Jiu also said that if there is a mistake, Zhu Yong will not be able to save him even if he is alive...

Slowly pump out a wave of true energy from her left hand... She has his spiritual energy and true energy in her body, even if the attributes are mutually exclusive, it is worth a try.

Trying to force out the devilish poison in her body...

At the right elbow, her long hair seemed to hang down powerlessly, falling on the back of his hand... light as nothing... her forehead was like the sword pattern of a lotus blooming... Could it be her own illusion, why did it gradually fade away...

Maybe this is the first time he stared at her like this, if she could see...

Countless fragments of memories flashed in front of him. Her smile was sweet, she was arrogant and noble, she was extremely sad, she smiled bitterly, and she resolutely rejected all kinds of... voices.

"Since the Taoist priest wants to see the sword, why didn't the Taoist priest say it in person?"

"Hehe, it's really... the first time I've seen someone like Taoist Priest."

……

"Daoist Ziyin really loves swords, and if he uses one a day, he might not be able to do it again."

"I... haven't decided where to go..."

……

"At this moment...Hongyu will never leave...Kunlun Mountain! In the future, I will definitely cultivate with peace of mind. If I am disturbed by monsters again, I will leave immediately without the help of Taoist Ziyin."

……

"I'm about to go to Penglai with Young Master Baili..."

"Hongyu, never seeks to find the Dao, nor seeks to be extraordinary and holy, but only yearns for one person, what's wrong?"

……

"If it is possible to come back, I will still return to Kunlun Mountain."

"Whether it's worth it or not, Hongyu has made up her mind. In the future, I will still spend many days with my master. I feel very lucky..."

……

"Hongyu... can I comb Ziyin's hair once..."

After all, the thing that stayed deepest in his mind was the cry when he rescued her from Ba Ling's hand that day.

【Zi...Yin...】

He intensified the power in his hands... Some purple-black liquid was forced out of her body, and poisonous blood finally flowed from the corner of her mouth... But she still couldn't wake up and closed her eyes tightly...

There should be no more demonic poison at the moment, he gently pulled the clothes on her shoulders, adjusted his breath, held her shoulders, and wanted her to stop for a moment, if he wanted to heal his injuries, it would be very slow to use a single palm. from behind...

He just sat down behind her, but Hongyu fell back slowly...his head just fell on his shoulder...Ziyin was startled...but she didn't move again.Her breath...was a little more stable, but it seemed that she had lost too much blood, and her body was getting colder and colder...

Is it too late after all?

Under my heart, I suddenly felt desolate.

Her agility and beauty when she danced the sword, her deep eyes staring at herself from behind...That night, standing in front of him was a little scared and trembling, after he plucked out the fallen leaf for her, her heart was surging and her cheeks were flushed... When Yu Jian walked away, he followed closely behind him...

He once thought that he would be able to survive this catastrophe after a hundred years of pure cultivation. His catastrophe was also her catastrophe.

But I can't lie to my psychological feelings. That night, I had a feeling that although I promised, she can leave whenever she wants...

【But I want you to stay...】

When she was tortured to the point where she lost her spiritual consciousness, he once sat in the Jiange and looked at the ancient sword ruby, and gradually regained the red aura, thinking, seeing and thinking in her heart, writing like a god... I never thought that I would be able to penetrate such a matching swordsmanship...

Let her go... want her to let go, how can he not understand the love that has been going on for so many days...but he can't obsess too deeply, like a cup of cold tea facing a pot of strong wine... Damned.

She is already an outlaw, so why bother to add another pain; and she has been immortal for a hundred years, why bother to go back...

Thinking about it carefully, I was still too [selfish].

When did she ever care about any injustice, or his response, or even if he looked at her more, she was still so persistent, never giving up, life and death are light... only love is deep.

The body lying in his arms is getting lighter and lighter... as if it will be wiped out in the next second, the spirit body... can no longer hold the Wenhuo Liuli Sword... The two swords presented by Yajiu and the host body of the ancient sword Hongyu appear together In front of Ziyin... Wenhuo Liulijian seems to know something, the light is weak, flickering, and it seems to be sobbing.

As for the ancient sword red jade...Ziyin glanced at it, then closed her eyes tightly, unable to bear to look again...

One of them has a striking and clear crack from the sword head to the sword tail...

The sword that Zi Yin has hidden for several years has never had any... such damage...

Self-proclaimed that he has made swords all his life, hidden swords, loved swords... with unparalleled cultivation, unparalleled talent, and superb swordsmanship?

Thinking about it, it was so absurd and desolate - with so many abilities, I couldn't protect the people I cared about... Finally, let her...

His hand hanging by his side, gradually, slowly, protected her shoulders, encircled her body, and stopped letting her slip gently... It seemed that in the next second, at any moment, she would suddenly disappear into ashes.

Ziyin, are you really ruthless, or are you afraid that your cultivation will be ruined, or are you afraid of the world's words, or are you unwilling to face your own heart at all...

There were many voices in my ears.

"Because Daoist Ziyin, you will never grow old and die, and sister Yu will never grow old and die, and only you can truly understand sister Yu!"

"Mengli feels that Ziyin has taken it lightly, but her heart is getting heavier and heavier, and she is not as free and easy as before..."

"A man can't even protect a woman who loves you!"

"……please."

"Disciple, just want to live according to your own heart, what you want, without fear or regret..."

……

That night, Ya Jiu called him to stop, and spoke earnestly, the last words.

"Ziyin... Those who can truly see through life and death cherish living beings more; but in the world, those who really see through love, how can they ignore them?...Think about it..."

……

I've lived for so long...she, is she the one who understands him best...always always...

He was extremely exhausted that night, and he only hoped that she would stay with him for a while...

Everyone in the world knows that immortals are immortal and powerful... who doesn't have a moment of weakness and loneliness... and who is with him at that moment, and who will give up his life to save him in a critical moment regardless of the consequences... even if his heart is broken and he is treated coldly like this Yes, the endless days spent alone in Jiange...

She used to be such a proud, free and unrestrained sword spirit.

His arms around her... Gradually became very tight, very tight.

He closed his eyes, and could feel her cold skin against his neck...

The whole body is sending true energy to her, and under the warm yellow light, he wants to exchange even a moment of her life.

Is it...a drop in the bucket after all?

If I really see through love...Why do I treat the person who loves me so much...Why now, I have something to tell her...There is no chance...

Want to say sorry, but how to start, how pale.

From the beginning to the end, she may be the one who really sees through love.

And he, who overwhelmed the world, finally failed her.

Suddenly, the red sword fringe at his waist moved, Zi Yin was startled, and the figure lying in his arms gradually disappeared... The surrounding scene suddenly changed, it seemed to be a lofty mountain top, surrounded by green pines and cypresses, quiet mountains, birds singing, clouds and mist Surrounding... the red dust at the foot of the mountain is faintly visible, and the opposite mountain is covered with snow...

It is not clear which one is a dream.

White clothes fluttered in front of him, and a fairy slowly landed in front of him.

"... Ning Fengzi?"

The man said with a faint smile: "Immortal Ziyin, long time no see."