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The moonlight of Mount Huashan reflected on the snow, and it was always surprisingly bright.

She saw Yue Qinghuan sitting on the eaves at a glance. There was a thin patch of snow bamboo between him and her, and the mottled bamboo shadows sprinkled on his dark robe of thousands of flowers.

Hearing her creaking and creaking sound of stepping on the snow, he looked over with moonlight in his eyes, so fierce and beautiful.

He was also like this at the beginning, spotless, like a fairy nine days away, he stretched out his hand to her, and she came back to life.

"When I was young, I worshiped under Wanhuayue Qinghuan's sect."

She finally remembered where she had heard his name, he was Luo Shengge's master.

Yue Qinghuan jumped off the roof and landed in front of her, she lowered her head and took a step back.

Yue Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, wondering why everyone backed away when they saw him today, Luo Shengge let it go, he stretched out his hand and twisted her around, and threw her into the room.

Luo Shengge was lying on the bed, when he heard the door creak and opened again, he thought it was Yue Qinghuan again, so he didn't turn his head, the bed board sank, but someone climbed up.

She turned around suspiciously, and saw Ye Muyu kneeling on the bed, about to pull her shoulders.

Luo Shengge sat up all of a sudden, and got up too violently, spinning around all day, but was supported by Ye Muyu.

She grabbed Ye Muyu's hand, Ye Muyu shook it back, and retracted her hand.

"Are you ok?"

Ye Muyu nodded.

"Why do they say you betrayed the Haoqi League? Is it because you forged the sword for me, and the world said you gave up the sword to save your life, so they said you betrayed them?" Luo Shengge's eyes were bloodshot.

Ye Muyu shook her head, not knowing how to answer.

"Why do not you speak."

"She lost her voice."

Luo Shengge always felt that she was really talkative, but now she has lost her voice, and she would rather she still bother her with ramblings, telling her how beautiful her hidden sword is, how delicious Yangzhou cakes are, how good her master is, Say how difficult it is to practice the Four Seasons swordsmanship.

At least at that time she was smiling all over her face, saying that her master was the best master in the world, and that she would stay with her master and not enter the valley of the wicked.

Everyone in the world said that she had betrayed the Haoqi League, but how could she betray the Haoqi League.

The villain's brand on her body was still so bright red, but her own majestic tattoo had already been scratched to pieces by her own hands.

The yard where Luo Shengge lived was very small, and there was no place to rest. The two of them had to return to Tianjie.

Yue Qinghuan walked in front and stepped out of the yard, but stopped.

"The people in Chunyang Palace said that she came to Chunyang Palace from Wanhua, and no one wanted to take her as a disciple because she had two hearts. Let's practice together, and in the second year, she will be out of Chunyang and into the Valley of the Evil."

She is the only one in the Jianghu who joined the camp without being a teacher.

Because she has no teacher, no teacher to go out.

When he rolled up her sleeves to check her pulse, he saw that even her arms were covered with scars from the battle.

"The owner of the valley said that Wanhuagu was sorry for her, but actually I was sorry for her."

"Ye Muyu, what kind of person do you think Master should be?"

She stared at his black hair that was blown into curls by the wind, wondering why he asked her this question.

She has never been a master, she only knows her own master.

Her master is famous all over the world, forged swords for her, taught her martial arts, had the kindness of nurturing and mentoring her, and promised her to fight the sword in the world.

But she couldn't say these things. Fortunately, she couldn't say it, but she could say it.

"When she left Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, I thought she would have no more friends."

"Fortunately, at that time, you gritted your teeth and endured it."

She stood behind him, trying to reach out, but couldn't.

Originally, he would tell her so many thorough truths, but these truths could not comfort him in turn. She rushed a snowy night and heard a story about other people's love.

He untied the sword on his back and handed it in front of her eyes, but she didn't reach out.

She left the sword in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley because of her own selfishness.

The sword is the dignity of the disciple who hides the sword. If she dies, the sword is her tombstone.

When she was alive, she could do nothing for him, but when she was dead, she still wanted to return to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

Now she knows that her sword has become a famous sword sticker, and its value is not as simple as being exchanged for gold and silver money, and she has never thought about asking him to get it back.

If the sword can be exchanged for what he wants, even if he makes a deal for the sword, she will have no complaints or regrets.

She wants to bring the best things to him, she is not just talking, she has always been such a style of repaying favors at Hidden Sword Villa.

"That man forged the sword for you. If you don't want it, you can repay his kindness. Between you and me, just remember what you promised me."

"After receiving my injection, no matter how hard it is in the future, you will survive."

"It's very important to Luo Shengge that you survive." I don't have any wishes, if I have to say one, it is Luo Shengge. "

What he said made her heart tingle, she couldn't laugh, she couldn't cry, and in the end, she still didn't take over.

When they arrived at Tianjie, the two found an inn to stay in silence.

She went into her room, closed the door, turned off the light, sat in the empty room, and sighed.

She has been out of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers for three days, and she has not closed her eyes for three days. She has a heart disease, which makes her worry and frighten, and can't sleep at night. She knows what the antidote is, but now she can't say it.

After a while, Yue Qinghuan came and knocked on her door.

"It's cold in Huashan, sit down, I'll push your blood."

Originally, she had many internal injuries, her qi and blood were deficient, but when she came to such a cold place, no matter how many clothes she wore, her hands and feet would still be cold.

But she thought that she should be angry when he said those things to her, but he didn't realize that at all.

After pushing the blood, he adjusted his breath for a while, and then fell on the bed.

Ye Muyu didn't know what was wrong with him, she pushed him several times, but he didn't move.

"I don't want to move anymore, sleep."

She didn't know why he became so incomprehensible to the atmosphere. She was so angry with him that she wanted to cry, but she had no choice but to get up and go to sleep in the next room. Who knew that she was dragged back by her clothes just as she got up.

Yue Qinghuan pressed a corner of her clothes firmly under her body, she pulled it twice without moving it, and went to pat Yue Qinghuan, but Yue Qinghuan ignored her again.

For the first time, she was almost internally hurt because she couldn't make a sound. She was angry with him and angry with herself.

She didn't know why she was angry, but she was so angry that she wanted to give him her life back. He probably didn't know what it meant to her that he was Luo Shengge's master.

She tossed and tossed for a while, and finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

Asleep, she still stretched out her hand and pushed him far away.

When she woke up, it was mid-sun and Yue Qinghuan was already gone.

Yue Qinghuan got up early in the morning, grabbed some medicine in the market in Tianjie, and when he returned to Luoshengge's courtyard, he saw her sitting on the roof drinking with several jars in his arms. Beside her, reaching out to stop her.

"When I first met Ye Muyu, I thought about what would happen if she was your apprentice. She is not good at martial arts, and what you just want is not a competitive apprentice. Now that you appear with her, I am so embarrassed. Well, I think that's how it should be."

He originally wanted to persuade her not to drink, but now he listened to her and sat down beside her again.

Luo Shengge handed him a jar of wine, and he unsealed it, but held the jar still, the wine in the jar rippled away, reflecting his face.

"Suifeng is the sword she forged for me. She gave up the sword to save her life because the sword was misunderstood by the world, but I failed to protect her and lost the sword."

"I don't believe that she really fell into the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, and I don't believe that you would save such a stranger."

"But it's great that you saved her." She raised her head and took another sip.

Yue Qinghuan stretched out his hand, and gently took her head into his shoulder socket, this time, she didn't hide.

"I didn't get the pen, but she forged a sword for me. When I first met her, I didn't feel any relationship with her. Later, she almost died of illness because of me. I always felt that it was I owe her more."

"The weapons in Hidden Sword Villa are precious, but she doesn't know that the sword and me are not only precious."

"When I got the sword, I almost thought it was that person who came back."

"She gave me a sword and she forgave me."

"I..." There was a crying tone in her tone, she tried her best not to shed tears, and couldn't speak anymore, so she could only take another sip of wine.

Ye Muyu was standing in the shadow of the snowy bamboo forest outside the courtyard, listening to those words floating into her ears intermittently, finally couldn't bear to hear this, turned and left.

She was very ashamed. She never felt that she had done anything for Luo Shengge. She saved her at Bailongkou, and stood up to speak for her when the whole world was spurning her. For her sake, she became the laughing stock of people in the world. .

She has always been helpful to her, but she is nothing more than a little effort to her, icing on the cake, nothing.

Really ashamed.

She knew that Luo Shengge's departure from Wanhua Valley must have been difficult, but she never thought that the sword would have that kind of meaning to her.

She used to think that Luo Shengge didn't understand anything, and she only knew how to fight and kill in a daze.

In those days when she was in the Valley of the Wicked, she never joined their fights, but she always watched them from afar, holding her sword like holding someone from the past.

She had given her such a precious thing.

After returning to Tianjie, Ye Muyu went around the crowded Tai Chi Square, found a few Chunyang disciples, and asked where Luo Shengge lost to the beggar from the Haoqi League.

She couldn't speak, and it was very inconvenient for her to inquire about things. She didn't ask for the location until after noon.

She walked slowly there, wanting to see if the Sword Discourse Arena was really tall, and maybe there was a plank road leading down the mountain so that she could go down and find the sword.

All she could do for her from beginning to end was that sword.

Huashan is deep in the clouds and dangerous in the ground, and there are cliffs everywhere.Plank roads have been built between the mountains near the Chunyang Palace, and there are only iron locks in the farther places.

The Sword Discourse Terrace was in the north of Chunyang, and before one knew it, it was already dark.

The moon in Huashan is so bright that it is reflected on the snow, and even the lights for the road are not used.

The road to the Sword Discourse Arena was deserted all the way, and Liao was deserted, but he didn't want to sit alone under the cedar of the Sword Discourse Arena.

When she saw the man's appearance clearly by the moonlight, she turned and ran, but a dog-beating stick was planted in the snow in front of her, blocking her way.

"I heard from the people of Chunyang Palace that there was a little mute who went around asking where the sword fell. He thought he could guard one or two people in the Valley of the Wicked. I didn't expect such a waste like you to come."

The man stepped out from the shadow of the cedar and picked up the spanking stick that was stuck in front of her.

On such a cold day in Chunyang, he was still naked with his upper body covered, his body covered with blue and red tattoos, and his hair was messed up on top of his head.

"Why don't you make a sound, are you really dumb?" He crossed his arms and looked at Ye Muyu, Ye Muyu ran away, but the person didn't move, a few men in black burst out from the snow beside them, and rushed towards her together.

She couldn't dodge in time and was forced to go back.

Cliffs on all sides.

"You are so precious to those two swords, why didn't you bring them with you? If you carried those two swords today, maybe you could get your cheap life."

She listened to him talking like this, and looked at him fixedly, her eyes were bloodshot.

"I heard that you forged the sword for the Valley of the Wicked. Since you forged the sword, let's die with it."

The beggar gang pushed her over with a palm, and she had nowhere to hide. She was pushed by the force of his hand to take two steps on her hind legs, her feet stepped on the air, and she turned over and fell off the cliff.

She flew out of the cliff, and the time was stretched infinitely before her eyes, and she saw the mountains of Chunyang Palace slowly falling down her eye sockets.

Seeing a black figure in the night sky, with ink in his body, coming through the wind and snow.

Feng Xue brushed back the man's long hair, revealing an incongruous face, his hand stretched out towards her, but it was still so far away from her.

He said, after receiving this injection, no matter how difficult it will be in the future, you have to survive.

He said, I don't have any wishes, if I must say one, it would be Luo Shengge.I want you to live, to live for Luo Shengge.

She fell quickly in the torrent of cold wind.

Seeing Yue Qinghuan rushing towards him, the beggar turned the dog-beating stick in a circle, ready to fight.

Yue Qinghuan stepped down a little, and without even looking at him, she passed him and rushed out of the cliff.

In the rapidly retreating night, Ye Muyu saw that black figure rushing out of the cliff, and rushed towards her, hugging her in his arms.

She couldn't see anything, the hissing of the wind and snow stopped abruptly, only his long black hair and the overwhelming fragrance of plants and trees remained under the moonlight.

Snow fell on the tip of his nose, and the wind in the valley bulged his clothes, revealing a section of fair neck, and the wind penetrated into his collar, revealing a section of delicate white collarbone that never sees the light of day, even the snow couldn't help scrambling poured in.

For Luo Shengge, he stretched out his hand without hesitation, and jumped into the abyss with her without hesitation.

Because she had to live, to live for Luo Shengge.

She suddenly felt homesick.

He hugged her, barely touching the rocks with his feet, gathering energy with light work, and slowing down his fall.There is no place to stay, relying solely on internal strength to gather energy, and stepping in the air is a very harmful method for the body.

But the external skills and body skills of Tibetan sword, the internal strength is still weak, she can't help him at all.

She felt Yue Qinghuan's chest violently rise and fall twice, and finally couldn't help coughing out. Even if the two of them could land on the ground like this, Yue Qinghuan's meridians would be damaged.

Ye Muyu lowered his head and could almost see the ground of Huashan Abyss.

Yue Qinghuan's chest heaved more and more violently, she suddenly let go of her hand and slashed towards Yue Qinghuan, her hand was so strong that Yue Qinghuan didn't even have time to react, and she was knocked out by her.

She grabbed Yue Qinghuan's skirt, and pulled Yue Qinghuan to perform a trick called "Climb Cloud Chasing Moon", which was not enough, it was still far away from the ground.

She turned around and hugged him, laying herself under him.

She can die, but he cannot.

He still wants to take Luo Shengge's sword out and return to his Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

She looked forward from his flying hair, there was only a sliver of sky left in the abyss, and in that sliver of sky, pure sunshine and snow fell all over the sky.

In the silent mountain forest, suddenly there was a roar of a wild animal.Ye Muyu didn't have time to turn around, her waist hurt, but her falling stopped.

With the last of her strength, she threw Yue Qinghuan into the snowdrift beside her.

Beside her ears was the heavy panting of a wild beast, a giant tiger held her in its mouth by the waist, slowing down her fall, but the flesh on her waist was also cut open by sharp teeth.

The bloody smell stimulated the giant tiger, which shook its head excitedly.

Ye Muyu was thrown upside down by the tiger, but she saw a green bamboo-like sword lying on the ground not far away.

She punched the soft flesh of the tiger's teeth with great strength. The tiger closed its mouth and then let go. This is the gap, Ye Muyu endured the pain and rushed forward. Go over and hold that sword in your hand.

The sword energy entangled along the blade, bringing down a ray of light like an autumn leaf.

She rushed to the tiger's side with extremely fast movement, grabbed his fur and rolled onto its body. The tiger jumped up with a loud roar, and Ye Muyu stabilized her body. With a sword full of sword spirit, she stabbed It entered the back of the giant tiger's neck.

Listening to Lei Wan when the setting sun was setting, there was only a crisp cracking sound of bone shattering.

The tiger shook her head and tail in pain, she stood up bent down and stepped on the sword, with a little force, penetrating a few inches into the bone, the tiger let out a long roar, and swayed wildly, Ye Muyu couldn't control the balance, grabbed the sword and pulled it out from the back of his neck , the giant tiger exerted force, and Ye Muyu was slammed onto the cliff. She choked up blood, but she couldn't move anymore, she just waited for the tiger to struggle to death.

The tiger went berserk, crashing wildly, and the gravel from the cliff fell, making it even more irritable.He slammed into the cliff again, and finally lost his strength.

Another rock fell from the cliff, Ye Muyu opened her eyes wide, watching the two rocks quickly smash towards Yue Qinghuan who fell fifteen feet away from her.She didn't have time to think, so she could only forcefully stand up and thrust the sword in her hand into the ground fiercely, a golden sword light flowed through.

The wind blows the lotus in the lotus pond, and the fragrance of the lotus floats in the air, and the sword energy fills the hall with flowers.

The sword light dissipated, and the two stones were attracted by the sword energy in her hand and smashed firmly on her body.

She knelt down on the ground when she was hit by the stone, her whole body was in pain, and she didn't know whether she was dazed or sober.

She was lying on the cold ground in the abyss of Huashan Mountain, and the vast night sky on the top of Chunyang Mountain was beautiful.

But she wants to go home.