The ancient dragon embankment of Ruoshui Three Thousand

Youran Linghan blooms alone, the plum fragrance at the end of the year attracts dust, every inch of lovesickness lingers in the heart, cuts constantly, the reason is still chaotic, caressing the fingertips, it turns into tenderness around the fingers, let alone this hidden veil called care.Behind the calm and indifferent face is a heart that is riddled with holes and broken.

Xiaolong's purple pupils reflected the flying snow all over the sky, and his eyes, as bright as a clear spring, were full of chaotic emotions like the waves of a raging sea.The scene in the daily account kept replaying in my mind over and over again, but I was powerless to resist it from taking root and growing crazily.go?Easier said than done?forget?How can it be so embarrassing?How could he love such a world?It's just that sweet smile, but it can't cut off the knot in the heart, it is broken into too many pieces, and it will be hard to get back after all, and there is no hope to put it together.

"Xiao" whispered his soul and dreamed, breaking the heartstrings that were tense due to pain. This is a title that belongs exclusively to the two of them. Is it him, is it him?Xiaolong raised his eyes, the red shirt fluttered against the snow, his smile cut through the silence, the red plum that seemed to stand proudly in the wind and snow pierced Xiaolong's dry eyes.The black jade at the waist reflected the bright purple light, which was dazzling and breathtaking, containing the unbroken friendship between them, as if they were whispering to Feng Xue.

"Yue." Xiaolong stepped forward and embraced the person in his arms, his shoulders trembled with excitement, he came, he finally came to him with the agreement between them, it doesn't matter, as long as he With him, nothing matters anymore.

A burst of fresh musk passed over the tip of his nose, mixed with a bit of the bitterness of wind and snow, Xiaolong raised his head in doubt, and looked in disbelief at Gu Qianyue's gloomy smiling face in front of him, and the white blood-stained powder in his hand that was blowing away with the wind... …

"Yue" Xiaolong twisted his beautiful eyebrows due to shock and anger, the bitterness of the whole life was not as heart-piercing as the pain of this moment,

"Why? Why did you use Gu on me..."

"Only when you are gone, can I live with peace of mind." Gu Qianyue's mouth curled up in a beautiful arc, but this kind of joy of success lowered the temperature due to some sudden emotion, and she drew out the sharp sword that was shining white at her waist, His indifference was concealed by the clamorous demons, and in just a split second, his bewitching expression subsided into indifferent but calm, but the turbulent heat waves still surged in his deep eyes, he couldn't bear to kill, but he couldn't turn back...

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When Wu Xie was panting and desperately climbing to the top of the mountain, what he saw was a bloodied body with disheveled hair in the icy cold wind, and shocking scarlet dripped from the deep stabbed wounds on his body , but still insists on the majestic man standing tall, his eyes are empty and out of focus, everything in the world seems to have disappeared at this moment, and the sad purple eyes reveal the despair of grief, the belief in living, It collapsed instantly.

"No..." Wu Xie yelled loudly, he ran to Xiaolong's side with all his strength, and the corners of his eyes were wet with tears of regret.Is this Xiaolong?Is this the world-defying beast that is frozen in the mountain?Why, why torture him like this?Wu Xie shook his shoulder violently, trying to make him sober up. What kind of stimulation can deprive a person of his soul?

He finally understood when he turned around and saw Gu Qianyue who was guarded by a dozen men in black.

"Why? Gu Qianchen, why did you arrange all this?"

"Hahaha..." Gu Qianchen smiled instead of anger, "You are not stupid enough to recognize that I am not Gu Qianyue."

"Even if you look like him again, even if you make your red moles look easy, the evil spirit in your bones is inherent." Wu Xie stared at him with serious eyes. If he had come earlier, all of this would not have happened. will happen.

"It's too late." Gu Qianchen looked smug, "He has been hit by the 'Illusionary Void Gu', so he can't tell if I'm real or not, so what if I'm a thousand-year-old beast? Is it because I'm trapped by love? Haha... ...It is said that his blood can be used to refine the longevity medicine Yin, which is also what the Queen Mother and Priest Sikong mean, are you going to disobey?"

"What?" Wu Xie was shocked, even the empress dowager and the high priest participated in it, no wonder Gu Qianyue had no choice but to let him be the messenger, but he didn't want to be late, all the hard work would be ruined at once.

"My lord, give him another fatal blow, and we can go back to deal with business." The man in black beside him ignored Wu Xie's sudden intrusion, and put on a posture to attack Xiaolong with a sword.

In a hurry, Wu Xie stuffed the black jade in his bosom into Xiaolong's palm, and yelled, hoping to get his consciousness back:

"Look clearly, this is what Gu Qianyue asked me to give to you. He said that he never broke his agreement with you, and he will come back to you, so you must wait for him."

The moment black jade fell into the palm, a warm current gradually ignited along with the slight purple awns, spreading along the temperature of the palm, Xiaolong was awakened by this hot current, and he didn't hear what Wu Xie shouted clearly in a trance. He spoke, but his dull eyes were slowly focusing and regained a trace of life.He looked at Gu Qianchen angrily, all the confusion in his eyes faded away, replaced by resentment and sadness, human beings, must he tear off his attachment to mortals?That being the case, if you can't live in the same nest, let's die in the same nest.

The purple pupils turned blood red in an instant, and the raging hatred flooded his reason. The blood, which was close to madness, roared arrogantly. Columns of blood sprayed out from the cracked wound, smearing the pure white snow. Long swung a palm with all his strength, Wu Xie was startled, and wanted to stop him from going crazy, but he didn't want his body to be like a dead leaf, whose bones were almost broken by the wind of the palm, helpless. It floated into the air and landed heavily in the ice and snow.

When the palm strength was exhausted, the man in black was easily brushed by the palm wind and fell far away. "Boom" a pair of powerful palms resisted the fierce palm wind, and happened to protect Gu Qian who was pale with fright behind him. dust. "Papa" High Priest Sikong seemed to hear the cracking sound of tendons and veins snapping. He tried his best but couldn't catch Xiaolong's unstable palm after being injured. It seemed that he, Sikong, really underestimated the power of the beast.

Xiaolong's madness has not retreated yet. I don't know whether it is the effect of Gu poison or the burning anger of his heart. He roared and increased the strength of his palm. Seeing that Priest Sikong was about to be unable to resist, he saw a black light attacking beside him, and the ancient black gold sword Has been deeply submerged into Xiaolong's heart...

"No...stop..." Wu Xie shouted powerlessly, the red corners of his mouth could not be erased in time, a mouthful of blood gushed out from his chest again, the suffocation was overwhelmed, he felt that the scenery in front of him suddenly dimmed, and slowly Wrapped in darkness.

"Sh..." Qilin's flustered expression was beyond words, the pain in his chest made him dizzy, he hugged the person in his arms tightly, looking at his pale as paper cheeks because he couldn't breathe, it was as if his heart had been stabbed by a bayonet A hole was dug, and the blood flowed profusely.

"Hey, cheer up." Qilin's trembling words made him feel scared, he had never been so scared, afraid of losing someone, afraid of losing him, he anxiously searched for the medicine bag on Wu Xie, but found nothing in the end.

Holding on to the last sliver of consciousness, Wu Xie touched the black jade that was close at hand, tremblingly held him in the palm of his hand, tears slipped down involuntarily, mixed with mud and blood, dripping and splashing on the jade body held in the palm of his hand On the ground, a few wisps of "ice crystal lotus" splashed.

"Qi...Ling...I don't...Sikong...I...Wu...Xie..." Intermittent words were squeezed out from the suffocated throat, the man did not flick tears easily, but they didn't reach the point of sadness.Now Wu Xie is very sad, sad that he is being used by others, sad that he can't fulfill the entrustment, sad that he has been acting obediently as Sikong Chi, why, he didn't regret it until now, he should have confessed everything earlier.Tears turned into silver threads along the blood-red eyes, gathered into infinite sorrow along the outline of the chin, and fell to dust.

"Innocent?" Qilin didn't understand what he said, and wrapped his arms even tighter to drive him away from the cold, but saw that the black jade in his hand seemed to light up at that moment, and Qilin felt a purple light flash towards him. He raised his eyes and stared at the sky, as if something was forced out of his soul and was lonely. The moment he lowered his eyelids, the person in his arms was already safe and soundly asleep...

Looking through the autumn waters, sighing leisurely, and finally dared to face up to his own heart, what was waiting was only a lifetime of life and death...

At that moment, he couldn't cry, and the torrent in his heart had already overflowed.

Follow-up:

Two years later, Qilin disappeared.Sikong Chi will never forget the resolute look in his eyes when he was parting, and the words he couldn't understand for the rest of his life: "Qi, if possible, I hope to exchange my life for another ten years of your innocence."

He left, calmly disappeared into the distant sight, and gradually blurred... In the same year, Sikong Yi stole the longevity Gu cultivated by dragon blood, and disappeared.

Once upon a time, people who seemed to remember them, as they grew older, their memories gradually blurred.The setting sun is like blood, flushing the golden land, and the autumn wind is bleak, unable to call back the falling and withered red leaves.Those two lonely and desolate figures are not the only ones who have fallen into the sky...

Volume Three