One Sword Frost

Bai Sheng squatted on the ground, but blinked blankly, looking at the man lying on the ground, not knowing what to do...

Won't!It really came from time travel.

He looks very good-looking, Bai Sheng took a closer look, he didn't put on make-up or groomed like those male stars on TV, he just looks so good-looking.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, the most abominable thing is that her skin is even better than hers, and her black hair still reaches her waist. It's so disgusting, but she only reaches her shoulders!

but……

None of the above is the point!

Bai Sheng stretched out his hand to touch it, it was warm, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, at least knowing that he was still alive, she looked up and looked around, and found that this place was really hidden, if she hadn't been brought here, who would? Come to this place where the birds don't shit, even if you row a boat, you won't row to such a place.

Just as Bai Sheng was about to lift him up and take him to a shaded place, he was calling the police for an ambulance, when he stretched out his hand to hold his arm, someone grabbed his wrist suddenly, causing her to scream in fright.

The karmic fire outside Chang'an seemed to be burning endlessly. Shan Hanyi was wearing the tattered Dingguo jacket from that day's battle, and his black hair was stained with whose blood clotted together piece by piece.

Countless people...

The martial arts heroes of the Central Plains and the army of Spike Fang were all burned up in the fire of karma!

Bloody and bloody, heinous crimes, what they committed are unforgivable sins, the world is inhumane, and everything is a straw dog!

Isn't it not that the world is inhumane, but that the world treats everyone equally.

Shan Hanyi seemed to know something, but he didn't know anything, he raised his head, he was burned by the fire of karma, but he couldn't feel the slightest pain, while the people around him screamed for help like that.

The world seemed to be dark, and Shan Hanyi's vision was all darkness, unable to catch a single ray of light. He mechanically wanted to twist his body, but found that he couldn't perceive himself.

Just when he was shocked by this incident, suddenly a light flashed in the tip of his eyes, and he 'looked' over, the light seemed to be a hole that was eating away at the darkness.

It seems that the black paper has been eroded by the white ink rendering, it is getting bigger and bigger...

Through white, Shan Hanyi saw another world!

In the outer city of Chang'an, which is riddled with holes, on the majestic moat and stone bridge are spiked soldiers patrolling with spears. There are a group of chivalrous men, Qixiufang, Beggars' Gang, Wanhua Valley, Tangmen, Mingjiao... and, Tiance Mansion, Chunyang Palace!

Shan Hanyi couldn't understand, and didn't know what happened, why there were so many knights gathered outside the occupied Chang'an, and why those Spike soldiers turned a blind eye to them.

Could it be... A light flashed in Shan Hanyi's mind, and he suddenly remembered that he should be dead! !

Before he died, his eyes, which were burned by the scorching sun and fire, saw the same scene as now. It was a disciple of Chunyang Palace who flew towards him with lightness kung fu, and then he lost consciousness.

It should be understood that there are many disciples in Chunyang Palace, although Shan Hanyi dare not say that he knows all of them, but a senior disciple who is dressed in Dingguo, Shan Hanyi still dares to say that he will definitely know them.

But Shan Hanyi had never met that Pure Yang Palace disciple.

………Jian San Game · Chang’an World Mission Points…

(Qixiufang Xiuluo) Qin Luo Mengxue looked at the screen in the game, and typed a sentence in the team: I saw a blood-stained Taoist just now, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. Is it my hallucination! (horrified face)

(Brother Mingjiao Miao) Beaver: Stupid Central Plains people, we have all seen it. (contemptuous face)

(Chunyang Palace baaluo) Yuan He: It's a bug or it's still haunted. Such a sentimental Taoist priest wouldn't be guarding Chang'an, right? (surprised face)

The second young master of Hidden Sword Villa, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: Where did anyone see Hanshuang...

Yes!Where did their Daoist Dingguo go? Everyone opened the friend interface and found something even more mysterious. The ninety-level Chunyang Daoist Aojian Hanshuang was no longer in their friend list.

Anyone who plays JS[-] knows that deleting a friend from JS[-]'s friend list is just a one-sided deletion. Even if you delete a friend on your side, the other party still has your name there, unless you delete the account.

However, as long as it is an account above level [-], it will take seven days to delete the account, and it will be deleted if the account is not allowed within the period. If the conditions are not met, it cannot be deleted at all.

So this kind of id disappearing out of thin air made them feel extremely horrified, not to mention seeing such a supernatural scene just now.

The id of the Second Young Master game is called Second Young Master. He and Ao Jian Hanshuang have known each other for a long time, and he also has his mobile phone number. He immediately told his relatives and friends in the game: I will call him to ask what's wrong.

What's wrong?Aojian Hanshuang also wanted to know what happened. He just went to the gate of Chang'an with his relatives and friends to do world missions. He was just stepping on light work and was about to fly to the bridge, but he saw a man covered in blood and wounds. The Taoist priest knelt on the bridge holding his sword.

At that historic moment when they stared at each other for a second, he suddenly lost the connection. Who can tell him what happened and why a Taoist priest with injuries all over his body suddenly appeared at the gate of Chang'an.

But at the moment of disconnection, Aojian Hanshuang trembled all over, as if his head had been electrocuted, but the flashing speed made him think it was just an illusion, so he quickly left it behind.

That Taoist priest is too real, unlike other npcs who can't tell even if they are injured, they can only know by looking at the system prompts or talking to him, the blood and injuries all over the body, only the blind can't see it Bar.

He didn't care if he was disconnected at first. You would be ashamed to say that you have played scumbag [-] if you haven't dropped the connection.

But here lies the problem. When he was logging in, the system reminded him that his account did not exist!

Er Shao even called him to ask what was wrong, tmd he also wanted to know what was wrong, the account he had played for three years just disappeared, and he also wanted to ask carefully.

Ao Jian Hanshuang's account was still not found in the end, and the Taoist priest who disappeared in a flash outside Chang'an was also screenshotted by someone with quick eyesight and quick hands. In the post bar, it was listed as the unsolved mystery of Jian San along with the matter of Ao Jian Hanshuang.

Perhaps, some people will vaguely guess whether there really is such a world, that Chunyang knight, who was also a member of the guardian of Chang'an, was wounded and died in the end.

However, what does these things have to do with them? They are just ordinary people. Even if there is another world that needs to be studied, it must be researched by people from the National Science and Technology Department. They just need to play games.

The cool wind is like water, but Shan Hanyi feels that he is standing on the three-life platform in the underworld, visiting two lives.

The first one belongs to Shan Hanyi's whole life, while the other one belongs to the first half of a man named Li Ming's life, maybe he can also be called Ao Jian Hanshuang.

But why did he say that Li Ming's was the first half of his life, because when Shan Hanyi got his memories, he clearly knew that that person didn't die at all, only himself died, and he just stole all his memories.

There seems to be an endless road, with slides of three worlds on both sides, the Tang Dynasty he is in?Or it may be the game in Li Ming's eyes, or the real world he is in.

Shan Hanyi walked slowly along the road, maybe the place ahead was the place where he passed away, he wanted to recall some more, he was afraid that if he walked too far, he would not be able to remember his parents and fellow students.

When the glaring light shone over, Shan Hanyi thought he was hallucinating, because the news that he was still alive was too unbelievable for him.

But the little girl in front of him looked even more shocked than him, and his hand was still holding her wrist, which was a subconscious movement when he was about to wake up from a coma just now.

Holding the loosened wrist, Bai Sheng kicked back several steps, and stopped when his back touched the tree pole. "You..." Bai Sheng pointed at Shan Hanyi, not knowing what to say.

Shan Hanyi looked at Bai Sheng in astonishment, then turned his head to look at the surrounding environment, he was startled when his eyes touched a pair of birds flying around him, and then turned his gaze back to Bai Sheng , looked at her cool attire and said, "This girl..."

No, perhaps Shan Hanyi had already noticed something, before he could wait for Bai Sheng to open his mouth to say something, he stood up from the ground and walked to the lake.

The clear water of the lake reflected the rippling blue waves of the trees on the mountain, but Shan Hanyi looked at the reflection on the lake and found himself strangely familiar.

This is not his face, but the outline of his previous face can be seen.

Why use the past?That's because Shan Hanyi recognized that this was the Chunyang young hero he saw last time, or a profession called Chunyang Palace in the game called "Swordsman Love III".

Shan Hanyi, who spent half his life on the go, still seems to be dreaming, this dream makes him feel so real, even when the scorching sun shines on his body, he can't feel the warmth.

Thinking of his parents far away in Wan'an, as well as his classmates, Shan Hanyi knelt down on the ground at once, the sandy shallows stained his robe, but he didn't feel it at all.

If it is not in the same time and space, the original oath can be regarded as fulfilled, living in such a world, far away from everything I am familiar with...

Bai Sheng looked at the man kneeling on the ground who seemed to have suddenly lost all his strength, and wondered if this man was mentally ill.

But would she say such impolite words, so she just walked carefully not far from Shan Hanyi, and said, "Hey! Are you okay?"

Shan Hanyi Wenyan looked at her, his black eyes seemed to be shining against the sunlight. "I'm fine, I'm worried about Miss Lao."

Bai Sheng felt his whole body trembling and got goose bumps all over his body. Is it really okay to talk like this?Do you feel uncomfortable? It can't be time-traveling, or it's really brain-destroyed.

There was a gentle breeze, a young man wearing an ancient robe and a high crown on his head was kneeling by the lake, a few steps away was a 19-year-old girl wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, cropped trousers, and a backpack slung over her shoulders...

Shan Hanyi suddenly got up, turned to look at Bai Sheng, and said, "I've offended you!"

Bai Sheng was still wondering what was wrong, but saw this man she didn't know grab her arm and pulled her over. Before she was surprised and used the three anti-wolf tricks he had learned, he suddenly realized that his feet were off the ground.

"what!!"

Bai Sheng cried out in shock as she looked at the retreating scenery around her. The situation was developing so fast that her mind couldn't turn around. Maybe her reflex arc was too long.

Shan Han Yixuan landed on a small path in the mountain, not far to the left is the main road, after being sent here, the girl may be able to go back.

Thinking of this, Shan Hanyi looked at Bai Sheng who was still in a daze and didn't react, a warm smile could not help but leak from the corner of his mouth, his whole person was gentle and elegant, a gentleman like the wind.

"Han Yi is placing an order. We will meet each other in the future. Thank you for your kindness today."

With these words echoing in Bai Sheng's ears, he turned his head and looked around, but found that the man in the ancient robe and the high crown on his head was nowhere to be found.

Only then did Bai Sheng realize that he covered his mouth and said in surprise, "Oh my god, he is really a hero..."

He stomped his feet on the spot, no matter what, Bai Sheng still felt a little unbelievable, even if he saw it with his own eyes, he was led to run with light work...

Bai Sheng felt that her world view had been refreshed, not joking, it had been refreshed for real, she would rather believe that this man belonged to the hermit family in the novel than believe that he came from time travel...

The confused thoughts suddenly stopped, and Bai Sheng's eyes widened, "If he really came here through time travel, how can he survive here? God, he left when I was in a daze."

There are three thousand in the world of mortals, isn't it just the rolling and colorful world of mortals that makes everyone intoxicated in it, suffering, sorrow and joy, wanting to live and not wanting to leave.

Even in summer, the night in the mountains is a bit cold. Shan Hanyi lowered his eyes and stood on the edge of a cliff on the top of the mountain. Chu, a little scary.

To this day, he still remembers what he promised his mother and the ancestors of the Shan family when he went out that day.

He is single cold, even if he crawls, he will crawl back...

How do you know if you get lost and can't find your way home, how to walk, how to return, how to climb.

If Shan Hanyi has already passed the age of a hot-blooded youth, maybe he shouldn't be so sentimental, but if he doesn't feel any emotion at all and is reckless and unrestrained, then he will no longer be the Shan Hanyi that others know.

No one has ever seen Shan Hanyi with an expressionless face, because he always has a smile on his lips, a gentleman like jade, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Now he is sitting on the top of the mountain, blowing the night breeze, with a jar of wine in his hand, looking at the silver moon, he sighed softly after a while: "The crescent moon is like a hook, and the full moon is like a plate. Is there any time for Shan Hanyi to enjoy the moon with his family?"