[Flower Thousand Bone TV] Zeng Ji Dream Book

☆、Three folds of Yangguan

It's hard to say goodbye when meeting each other, and Dongfeng is powerless and can't help.

When the silkworm is dead, the silk will be exhausted, and the torch will turn into gray and tears will begin to dry.

Xiao Jing, but the clouds change, Ye Yin should feel the moonlight cold.

There is no way to go to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent to look around.

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Walking lightly and skillfully on the country road, the girl is smiling.

Walking lightly and skillfully between the suspension bridges in the sky, the girl is smiling.

Walking lightly and skillfully in the majestic hall, the girl is smiling.

The girl was smiling all the time, and her smile was so bright that the other high-ranking venerable looked sideways.

The Venerable also smiled, he opened his mouth and asked gently, "What's your name?"

The girl's childish voice resounded through the hall, the girl raised her head and looked up at the Venerable, "My name is Shang Qin."

The Venerable nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the three people standing beside the hall, and said kindly to the girl, "Then they will be your senior brothers from now on."

The girl opened her eyes in confusion, "Who are they?"

The Venerable laughed again. He stroked the pale and colorless beard under his upper jaw, pointing out to the girls one by one, "This is Bai Zihua, this is Shengxiaomo, and this is Moyan."

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"Qin."

"Qin."

"Qin."

Someone whispered in my ear, and I opened my eyes in a daze.Looking away, I met the gentle eyes of someone, "Sister."

It's my sister Shang Biluo.

Shang Biluo smiled, "Aqin, you're finally awake."

The last part of my memory is the sad look of that man, I shook my head, and took my sister's hand, "Sister, how is Sha Qianmo?"

Shang Biluo lowered his eyes and looked at me, "Aqin."

"What's wrong?" I asked, puzzled by her expression.

"You guys will see each other again." Shang Biluo said, she looked at me with a sparkle in her eyes.

I turned my head, "Why are you sad?"

"1000 years have come, you have to go back, Aqin." My sister smiled sadly, "But I can never go back."

I held her hand tightly, "Sister, do I have to go back to Changliu?"

Shang Biluo bit her lip, "Senior Brother Zihua is already urging you." She blinked suddenly, covering up the tears that fell Kankan, "Maybe I was wrong at the beginning, but I don't regret it."

I can only remain silent. I don't know much about the matter between my sister and Sheng Xiaomo, but I understand that it is for me that my sister used the forbidden blood sacrifice technique in the end, and it is also for me to kill all the disciples of the outer sect who stayed for a long time.

All for me.

I suddenly leaned over and hugged her, "Sister, am I being selfish?"

My sister hugged me back, "Actually, I'm also very selfish."

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I ended up going back to Long Stay.My sister didn't come to see me off.

Standing in that majestic hall, I smiled as I did in the past, and I bent down and bowed, "The millennium has come, and Shangqin will return to the mountain to return to life."

Sheng Xiaomo frowned slightly, and he asked, "Is she okay?" I knew he was asking about my sister, and I am no stranger to his question, he would always ask me this way before.

I pondered for a moment, before I said, "It's really good."

Hearing this, Sheng Xiaomo's brows were soft, only he sighed, but he didn't speak anymore.

He looked at Bai Zihua.

Bai Zihua said "hmm", and said, "Aqin, is that thread of prehistoric power still stable? Is there any abnormality?"

I thought about my recent physical condition, and said, "There was a little change a while ago."

Bai Zihua showed a clear expression.

At this moment, Mo Yan interjected, and he said, "Aqin, how have you been doing for a thousand years?"

Returning to the original body, no longer trapped in this floating bead, is very good.

It's just that I can't say this, because senior brother Zihua and the others don't know that the prehistoric power obtained by Master is hidden in my body by Master, and they don't know that Dou Langan is trying to seal this prehistoric power. And seal my soul in the dust of floating and sinking beads.They only know that I am guarding that strand of prehistoric power.

So I said, "Although it's extremely boring, it's still okay."

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Returning to Changliu, my heart is not heavy.This time, I'm not Ni Mantian, and I don't have such a heavy burden on my body, so my whole body is much more relaxed.

In my memory, there is a peach forest in the back of Changliu. I imagined the sky full of peach blossoms, and walked there without knowing it.The peach forest was still lush in the past, but the people are gone.

It was here that I met Xia Zixun.

I still remember that year when I first went to Changliu, I walked slowly all the way at a leisurely pace, but seeing the beautiful scenery of Changliu, the fairy mountain and jeweled pavilion, soaring to the nine heavens, surrounded by clouds and mists, I felt quite detached from the world, but this Magnificent is magnificent, but it lacks a trace of popularity, and it is everywhere.

Suddenly, I came across this peach forest.I raised my eyes and looked towards the end of the peach forest, but I suddenly saw a figure looming in the peach leaves, and the figure moved slightly, as if posing the opening gesture of "Song of Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes".I smiled, long-term disciples... I really am in a good mood.My steps were getting faster, my expression was getting slower, and there was a quiet smile on the corner of my lips, and I went straight to where that person was.

Under such a peach tree, a woman in purple danced lightly.When the wind picked up, the peach petals fell, which slightly blurred my vision.I was amazed by the picturesque face of the woman in front of me, and I was also impressed by her exquisite dancing skills.As if I remembered something, I raised my wrist, and the soft air was blown from my palm. In the mist, a jade flute appeared in front of my eyes.I turned my eyes slightly, squinted my eyes, pressed the sound hole with my fingertips, opened my lips slightly, and attached the blow hole, that is the "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes" gently echoing in the empty peach forest.

At the end of the song, the girl in purple closed her posture like a celestial maiden scattering flowers. With a movement of my wrist, the jade flute was turned backwards, and I stepped forward and bowed to the end.

The woman helped me up, and she spoke in a gentle manner, "Junior Sister Shangqin doesn't need to be too polite, but it's the singing of Junior Sister that is so moving."

The two smiled at each other.

I turned my head, Yuxiao turned in my hand, blinked, and said delicately, "Shang Qin doesn't know the name of the senior sister yet."

The woman in purple looked back at me, "My name is Zi Xun. As for the name, Shang Qin can call it whatever I want."

"Then how about I call you sister Zixun?" I asked.

Xia Zixun smiled slightly, that smile was overwhelming, and she replied, "Okay."

I smiled slightly.As if remembering something, he suddenly opened his mouth and said:

——"Sister Zixun's dance, Shang Qin is afraid that it will be difficult for Shang Qin to learn such a state in her whole life."

The author has something to say: la la la, Shang Qin has been reborn, this is a transitional chapter.

Well, by the way, I also introduced something that happened to Shang Qin in the past.

Here Shang Biluo and Sheng Xiaomo are a couple, I will mention the things between them later, I hope you like it.

The previous chapter shouldn't be cruel, right?

☆、Autumn River Night Mooring

The scenery of Changliu is still as beautiful as ever, like brilliant fireworks, gorgeous but broken at the touch of a finger.

I suddenly feel tired.Physically and mentally exhausted.

Senior brother Zihua told me to take a good rest, I smiled slightly, and rested, I really need to take a good rest.I am exhausted.

A lie needs dozens of lies to be true. I couldn't tell Senior Brother Zihua that I had that prehistoric power hidden in my body, so I told a big lie, which deceived everyone, but not my own heart.

I hate lies, but I have to face lies.Otherwise, it would not be Hua Qiangu who was sent to the Wildlands but me.Hua Qiangu possesses most of the prehistoric power, and she can't control it. In this way, she may become a demon god. She must be guarded against.

Thinking sideways, I walked to the residence where I used to be Nimantianshi before I knew it.Suddenly someone's voice came from my ear, I turned my head to look, and it was falling eleven.

I was startled when I was in the eleventh room, and called out "Mantian".I pursed my lips and chuckled, what Mantian, the real Mantian has long since died, leaving only a piece of desolation for me, so I said, "How can anyone still remember her?"

Luo Shiyi's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Luo Shiyi has seen Shangqin Shangxian."

I was quite interested and asked him, "How about that Nimantian?" I was very curious, what happened after I left Mantian's body, except that Hua Qiangu was sent to Manhuang.This matter is only known to a few people, and Mo Yan said that Hua Qiangu is now seven kills.

"Mantian is a good girl." Luo Shiyi only said such a nostalgic remark, and then stopped talking.He stood there respectfully, his brows filled with admiration and sorrow.I don't understand, why is there admiration and grief?

"Oh?" The ending was slightly raised, and I continued to ask with a puzzled look, "Isn't she a spy of the Seven Killers?"

After pondering for a while, Luo Shiyi said in dialect, "But we all know she is not. If she is, how could she be injured by Qiangu's marrow washing? If she is, why would she reveal her identity when Qian Gu is about to be tortured?"

His words brought me a long silence. What Luo Shiyi said was right. I was not a spy of the Seven Killers at all, and Sha Qianmo didn’t ask me to be a spy for the Seven Killers. He just asked me to die with my own life. It's all about protecting Hua Qiangu.

"Then she is indeed a good girl." I said to Luo Shili like this, then I walked lightly, closed the door of Mantian's room, and left like this without looking at Luo Shili again .

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In the past, Shang Qin has always been a lonely person. There are very few people in her world, so few that there are only sisters, masters and senior brothers; now Shang Qin has always been a lonely person. In her world There are very few people, so few that there are only my sister and Sha Qianmo.

Back then when Shang Qin first came to Changliu, he met seniors Zihua, Shengxiaomo, and Moyan, and later he met senior sister Xia Zixun.

Back then, Ni Man Tian Chu Shang Chang Liu was different.

Ni Mantian's temperament has always had such an air of joy hidden in it, even today when he is about to part with his father, it is the same.

I saw her picturesque eyebrows raised slightly, the corners of her lips were smiling, and joy was evident in her dark eyes.Turning around, the morning breeze lifted her quiet hair on the side of her cheeks, tugged at her fiery red skirt, and the purple tassels around her waist swayed slightly from side to side.

I had already said all the goodbyes yesterday, but it would be annoying to bring them up again today, so Ni Mantian straightforwardly pointed out the two points that they were most concerned about, and made a promise to reassure them.

As a father, Ni Qianzhang naturally understood Ni Mantian's temperament very well. After hearing her words, his smile remained unchanged and he nodded in satisfaction.

Then I saw Ni Mantian leaning over and bowing, it was the first time she was so dignified in front of Ni Qianzhang, she said, "Mantian, goodbye Penglai. May Daddy live in peace forever."

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I don't want to smile, and I don't mean to cry, I just frown slightly, and there is a lot of worry in the eyes.Looking at the books in the book pavilion, I live in a corner, looking lazy and idle.What I read is not some fairy book or practice law, but a collection of poems.Eyebrows lowered, eyes glanced at the poetry handwriting on the album page.The handwriting of the poem is not sparse, but it is not full of bedding, and it is comfortable to read.

The setting sun is slowly going west, and the lights are gradually turned on in the bookstore. Looking ahead obliquely from the place where I live, there is a bright light in front of me. The warm light is haunting, and the books on the wooden shelf are reflected red.As if feeling cold, I shrank back, and put the book of poetry in my hand upside down on the desk.

It's rare for me to be confused, so rare, so hesitant, because, Sha Qianmo.

I can be sure that Shang Qin, who is Nimantian, likes to kill Qianmo, but what if I am me?Now I, Changliu Shangxian Shangqin, can I accept Shaqianmo? Everyone has their own responsibilities. Senior brother Zihua’s responsibility is more important to the common people in the world. Senior brother Mo Yan’s responsibility is more important than Changyu students. Brother Mo's responsibility is more important than long-term trivial matters, and my responsibility lies in the power of the prehistoric.

The master once entrusted me with great solemnity, and he asked me to protect this prehistoric power regardless of everything. I listened to his words, kept the promise of that life, and finally got a seal for thousands of years. What about now?I don't want to repeat the same mistakes.I don't want Shaqianmo to become what it used to be.

difficult.

difficult.

difficult.

I can't decide.

The future, the future, I have always been looking forward to the future, but I am afraid of fate.

Clenching my fists, I closed my eyes.

The author has something to say: a chapter on transition.

☆, pure heart curse

In the midst of boredom, I searched for fun in the sea of ​​books, followed the footsteps of the past and visited various places in Changliu, so I passed a few days of leisure.

Suddenly, a disciple came to report, saying that Sha Qianmo attacked Changliu and demanded Hua Qiangu.My brows furrowed, my heart ached, my chest was filled with sorrow, but my face was smiling.Hua Qiangu...for Hua Qiangu...again for Hua Qiangu.

"Lead the way." I said so, without changing my expression.

When I went to the place where Shaqianmo's soldiers approached, but saw that Shaqianmo had gone far away, I sighed silently without saying a word.Looking around, there were no casualties among the long-stay disciples. I asked, "What's the matter?" Brother Mo Yan said, "Killing Qianmo seems to have a good intention."

"Good thoughts?" After being taken aback for a moment, I couldn't help but sarcastically said.Sha Qianmo moved kind thoughts?When did the demon king kill Qianmo, did he have kind thoughts?It's amazing.But my surprise didn't show on my face, because it was Ni Mantian who was familiar with Sha Qianmo, not me, Shang Qin.

Ni Mantian is indeed dead.

Brother Mo Yan nodded again, but instead of continuing the topic just now, he said, "I called you, Aqin, because of Zihua's intention."

The Seven Kills came, but the Changliu disciples came to call me but they were not in a hurry. They must not have come to let me deal with the Seven Kills. I was afraid that Dongfeng had something to do with the Seven Kills, so I said smoothly, "I don't know Zihua Senior Brother What's the matter looking for Aqin?"

Brother Mo Yan snorted coldly, and said yes, "He still can't let go of his little apprentice, this time I'm looking for Aqin to ask you to go to the wilderness to take care of her."

"Why me?" I asked.

Brother Mo Yan showed a rare smile on his face, he looked at me, his eyes were as gentle as spring a thousand years ago, "Aqin really knows what to ask."

I also smiled back, and accepted his words, speaking mischievously, "It's because Aqin has lived in the wilderness for thousands of years and is familiar with the wilderness, right?"

Brother Mo Yan's smile disappeared in an instant when he heard the words, I looked at him puzzled, he smiled wryly and shook his head, but he raised his hand and lightly touched my cheek, "Aqin, these thousand years have really, really hurt you."

I held it between Brother Moyan's wrist for a moment, bit my lips and said, "Brother, it's nothing, really."

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As the saying goes, "Let's sit alone on a tall building in the bright moon, drink into sorrow, and turn into tears of lovesickness", although I think I won't cry, it's okay to get drunk.

My sister once told me not to cry no matter what.Because tears show weakness, it will show your weakness, and it can represent your heart.

Master Shangyang said that a small drink is fine, and toasting at the end of the maple forest is fun and elegant. If you drink too much, and drink too fast, it means that your heartstrings are messed up and you can't save it.

Paying respect to Yueyaoyao, I raised my head and drank the Dukang in the cup. The taste was mellow and slightly spicy, but there was a bit of saltiness and bitterness in it.

After all, I'm still... weak.

When the wine enters the heart, the sorrow is even more sorrowful, is it right for me?

So what if the heartstrings are messed up?So what if it can't be saved?It's my business to like him, not his.

So what if it shows weakness?What about showing your heart?It's my business to like him, nothing to do with him.

Yeah, it has nothing to do with him... so why does my heart still hurt?I should be happy, Sha Qianmo is in the wilderness, he went to rescue Hua Qiangu, I will meet him who also came here for Hua Qiangu.It's just that their identities are different.

At that time I was Ni Mantian, the only daughter of the head of the Penglai Sect, but now I have become Changliu Shangxian Shangqin.

It has always been me who has changed. ...It will only be me who is heartbroken.

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Three lives of pursuit, thousands of years of imprisonment, in exchange for Ru Xuehuafa.

I tied my hair lightly with a green jade hairpin, and I stood facing the wind in the morning light in a green shirt.

Clothes are fluttering.

At the end of Changliu Houshan peach grove, there is a pavilion that has been covered in dust for a long time, named "Wangchen", which is far away from the Palace of Unrequited Love. Which one is more cruel, "Wang Chen" or "Unfeeling"?Thousands of years ago, I would always swing my legs, sit high on the swing between two peach trees, and think about this seemingly unsolvable problem.

So I pondered for a long time to no avail, hesitated for a while, and spent half a day in the forest, but still couldn't resist the curiosity in my heart.So I searched for a cold autumn rainy day, and asked Senior Brother Zihua, who had always been the most indifferent.

——"If you have never entered the world, how can you forget the dust? If you have never been affectionate, what is unfeeling?"

Do you still remember that senior brother Zihua who had not yet taken over as the head of the sect answered in this way?The words are extremely firm.

There was an uncontrollable smile in my eyes, the corners of my lips were slightly hooked, and I was able to hide the tears in my eyes.

Time is like water, like a torrent, it can be static and dynamic.When it is quiet, the state of mind remains unchanged day and night; when it is moving, just a few years can break a person's thousand-year belief.

I am like this, and so is Senior Brother Zi Hua.

...but we never regretted the decisions we made.

"He's your □□, my nectar", that's exactly the truth.

irrefutable.

The author has something to say: the transitional chapter is not long.

Ahem, I didn't abandon the essay, and I will resume normal updates after the high school entrance examination is over. The essay will be completed in June, and it won't be very long.Thank you for your company along the way.

☆、Dongting Autumn Thoughts

Shang Biluo blinked, and when he turned around, he curled his lips lightly, his eyes were slightly cold.

At this moment, the situation and the situation, she couldn't allow her to recall the old days.

As for Changliu, the place that hurt her so much but created her, Shang Biluo couldn't hate it, but she always resented it.

The red dress was like fire, which made her face that was not very good even paler.But she is still smiling.

There is no wind and the clothes are automatic.

Shang Biluo spoke, his voice seemed ethereal and gentle, "Bai Zihua."

The door of the Palace of Heartlessness was pushed open, she squinted, that person was not Bai Zihua.

"Oh?" Shang Biluo giggled and covered her sleeves, "Could it be that Bai Zihua really compromised his cultivation for that little girl called Hua Qiangu?" The tone of her voice changed, and she suddenly withdrew her cheerfulness. The look, every word, was full of clang, "—but you can't let Aqin go back to the wilderness because of your ridiculous selfishness. I said this a thousand years ago!"

In the backlight, she couldn't see the face of the man who was strolling over, but the man stopped immediately after hearing her words.

"Abi." He opened his mouth, his words still showed a sense of laziness, but it also added a bit of desolation, "Why do you have to be persistent?"

...it really was him.

Raising his eyebrows upwards, Shang Bi sneered, "I said you immortals don't understand, but after so many years, you still don't understand."

Sheng Xiao pursed her lips silently, but did not answer.

"What? Are you dumb?" Shang Bi settled down and looked at him with arrogance.

Shang Biluo should be proud, and there is no reason not to be proud.

Shaking her head, Sheng Xiaomo's eyes were soft, as if she remembered something, "It's because we don't understand that you haven't changed."

——"Let's compete, Abi, if you win, I will take you to the wilderness."

Lowering his head, Shang Bi said, "It's a deal."

Sheng Xiaomo responded softly, "When have I ever lied to you?" But the voice was inaudible.

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The girl smiled coquettishly, and unconsciously took half a step back, while the young man in front of her was relaxed, she turned around and ran away quickly.

The young man shook his head helplessly, "Abi, slow down."

He was not in a hurry to chase after her, but he fell behind the girl not too far or too close, appearing unhurried and extremely leisurely.

Shang Biluo ran for a while, but when she turned around, she saw the young man's expression, she curled her lips, but her steps gradually stopped.

"Abi?" the young man asked her with a gentle smile.

After stomping his feet, Shang Biluo stretched out his fingers and scratched his face, angrily said, "Why didn't you come with me?"

Turning his head, a cunning flashed in his eyes, the young man raised his voice, "Abi, that's wrong, I was always behind you just now."

"You know, that's not what I meant!" Shang Biluo puffed up his cheeks, and the shadow of the youth was clearly reflected in his bright eyes.

The young man's smiling eyes met hers, and Shang Biluo couldn't help being startled, before he recovered, he heard the man reply unhurriedly, "Then what does Abi mean?"

After being stunned for a moment, Shang Biluo raised his eyebrows, but made a silent gesture to the man, and raised the corners of his mouth mischievously, "Guess!" Then he was about to leave with brisk steps.

Fang Xing walked half a foot away, and suddenly felt her waist tighten, and she fell into a familiar embrace.

"Rogue!" Shang Biluo stared fiercely at the handsome and gentle side face of the young man, "Where is there a master like you who bullies me like this!"

The young man's expression suddenly became aggrieved, he spoke softly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, "I have never met a disciple like Abi before."

"Oh?" Shang Biluo seemed to have encountered a very interesting thing, and elongated his voice, "Should Abi congratulate Master Master for obtaining such a unique disciple like me?"

Leaning over, the young man hugged her by the waist, and immediately smiled, completely ignoring the aggrieved expression just now, he said with a smile, "That's natural."

Shang Biluo let out a very soft "hum", and put his arms around the young man's neck, "Sheng Xiaomo, don't forget this."

The young man looked at her with gentle eyes, "Abi, this is a promise."

- "You are always unique."

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Shang Biluo hadn't used a sword for a long time.

The blade turned slightly, and with the infusion of spiritual power, her face became more and more ugly.Suddenly, she let go of the hilt of the sword impatiently, swiped her right sleeve away, and with a flash of her figure, the short dagger slipped from the sleeve, and she handed it straight to Sheng Xiaomo's heart.Sheng Xiao didn't dodge or dodge, just turned around slightly, with a slight movement of his wrist, Heng Xiao went straight to the side blade, with a crisp ding sound, huge spiritual power burst out from the joint of the blade, and the spiritual energy flowed around Agitation.

"Abi!" Sheng Xiaomo frowned, tapped her toes, and appeared next to her in an instant. She was about to say something, but Shang Biluo's expression changed, it was extremely ugly, and the wind sounded in her ears, and she raised her head , A thunderbolt has already struck from the dome.

Sheng Xiaomo was startled, and only had time to push Shang Biluo away, but unexpectedly received the swift and violent thunder force without any preparation.

Everything happened between the fire and light, and when Shang Biluo turned around, Sheng Xiaomo was half kneeling on the ground.She hastily stepped forward to help him, only to see that his face was blushing, and his lips that were originally warm and moist were now as bright as danzhu.Tears fell from the corners of Shang Biluo's eyes, and happened to drip on his lips, Sheng Xiaomo forced a smile, "Abi, don't cry, I am the worst at coaxing girls, you... If you don't cry, I will accompany you How about you go to see all the great rivers and mountains?——There is still wilderness, shall we go now?"

Shang Biluo clasped his fingers with trembling hands, how could she not understand that the thunder calamity has arrived... It turns out that Sheng Xiaomo's calamity has always been her!

Gently hugging his neck, cheeks touching, tears blending... Did he cry too?

——"Abby."

--"Um?"

——"Abby."

--"master?"

—— "Abi, you are always unique."

The author has something to say: the story of Shang Biluo and Sheng Xiaomo.

Explain the connection between them.

The next chapter will return to No.1 and continue with the plot.

☆、Drunk fish singing late

Killing Qianmo and now staying for a long time, it must be because of the matter of a thousand bones.

I supported Senior Brother Zi Hua who staggered up, and held his pale left wrist, "Senior Brother, I'll accompany you."

Senior brother Zihua was startled, his eyes gradually turned warm, and he sighed inaudibly, "Aqin, you don't need it."

With a bright smile, I blinked, "We are relatives, aren't we?" There was a pause between words, "Aside from my sister, Aqin only has her seniors."

So, I will not let senior brother get hurt.

Senior brother Zihua was silent for a rare moment, then he suddenly said, "Aqin, Bi Luo... is she... okay?"

I smiled and lowered my eyes, still holding his wrist, "Sister, I have a serious heart disease, I'm afraid it's..." The subject changed, and I said again, "It's always good to be alive."

Silence spread.

Putting his right hand on my shoulder, senior brother Zihua spoke softly, breaking each word, the words were clear and sonorous, and the words weighed more than a thousand catties, "Aqin, this is what Changliu owes you, please tell Biluo, Changliu, forever It's her home."

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The moment I stepped out of the Palace of Unrequited Love, I felt the warmth of the sun, and a very light, very faint laugh escaped from my lips.

Unexpectedly, the meeting again is not in the wilderness but in front of Changliu Mountain; unexpectedly, the meeting again is not cooperation, but fighting with each other.

Brother Zihua looked at me in surprise, "Aqin?"

I pressed my index finger on my lips, and I blinked again, but changed the subject, "Senior brother Zihua, do you remember? Back then, Aqin liked staying with senior brother the most."

Senior brother Moyan is too serious, and Sheng Xiaomo is too noisy, so naturally the quiet senior brother Zihua is the best to get along with.

When Senior Brother Zihua heard this, he couldn't help curling his lips lightly, and was about to answer something, but was interrupted by someone.

The breeze engulfed his words, the familiar evil voice, but there was less tenderness and more coldness, "Bai Zihua, you are so elegant."

My heart sank, and I let go of Senior Brother Zihua's hand, stepped forward, and accepted his provocation, "Seven Killers Killing Qianmo, really majestic and powerful."

——"No, let's compare each other?"

Sha Qianmo raised his eyebrows, obviously he didn't recognize me, he rolled up his sleeves and said slowly, "Oh?"

Turning around and nodding to Senior Brother Zi Hua, I whispered, "Bi Luo." The next moment, a long sword full of evil spirits appeared in front of people, with the word "Bi Luo" engraved on the hilt in beautiful seal script.

It was Penglai Biluojian.

"Please." I smile.Completely ignore Sha Qianmo's stunned expression.

Sha Qianmo closed his eyes very quickly, and when he opened them again, there was no movement in his eyes. He smiled, full of elegance, "But it's disrespectful."

As soon as the voice fell, he attacked directly.

I frowned. With such a vigorous style of play, I, who have always studied spells, did not have an advantage.Although he thought so, but the situation was not forgiving, he immediately turned around, put the Bi Luo sword across his chest, pushed it out, and used it as a medium to receive the palm of Sha Qianmo.

Unexpectedly, Sha Qianmo's palm went as far as it could go, only lightly touching the blade of the sword, and then his figure flashed ghostly, and instantly circled behind me, raising his wrist to hit the back of my neck.

When Fang fights, he directly hits me where I have to save him, and the move of killing Qianmo is really fierce, just like him.

Immediately using the "teleportation formula" and leaning forward, I narrowly escaped Sha Qianmo's attack, but the fierce magic energy directly brushed my cheek, and cut off a strand of my hair that was scattered due to the fight. broken hair.

He chuckled lightly, which drew my stare back. At that moment, I actually felt like I was going back in time.

At that time, I was still Nimantian; at that time, he would accompany me to practice spells; at that time, his gestures were full of gentle smiles.

Then...and only then.

I quickly regained my senses, my footsteps changed rapidly, and the long sword was unsheathed in an instant.Facing the fierce sun, the blade of the sword still shone with that biting and cold light. Looking closely at the body of the sword, one could see that there was a bloody coquettishness in the blue color.The hand holding the sword exerted a little force, and the spiritual energy gathered in the palm of the hand, and he was about to fight back, only to hear a "boom", the thunderbolt fell from the sky, and went straight to the mountain behind Changliu, I looked back in shock, stopped my hand, He cried out, "Sister!"

Senior brother Zi Hua's complexion changed when he heard this, he only heard him say, "Thunder Jie."

The next moment, a sharp backlash hit me, and I felt a sweetness in my throat, and I almost couldn't stand still.

If you output your spiritual power with all your strength, and when you are about to strike with a blow, your mind will be in a state of confusion, and you will suppress the surge of spiritual power, and there will naturally be a backlash.

Seeing this, Sha Qianmo took half a step back and didn't make another move, but just looked at me with great interest, and glanced at Bai Zihua with a pair of bright eyes, and strong doubts clearly flashed inside.

"Sister..." I bit my lip and closed the scabbard directly, I said yes, "It's really like this."

As he said that, he nodded at senior brother Zihua, telling him not to worry.

Brother Zihua thought about it, and then he understood what I meant, "Aqin, you go now. Bi Luo, leave it to me." After speaking, he hurried to the Palace of Unfeeling.

Senior brother Zihua has always been at ease with me, I have always known this.

Watching him leave, looking back, I said to Sha Qianmo who was still standing there, "Take me to the wilderness."

Sha Qianmo didn't smile, "Good."

"Hua Qiangu." I squeezed the Bi Luojian tightly, and I said it calmly.

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The girl smiles, her bright eyes shine brightly, and the river of stars turns.

Under the quaint tree, the red clothes are like fire, and the sky is full of peach blossoms.

I stretched out my hand in a daze, as if I wanted to catch the fleeting nostalgia.

"All over the sky!" I called her hastily.

The girl seemed to have never heard of it.

"Man Tian, ​​stay here." I chased after her and grabbed the girl's sleeve.

She turned her head slowly, looked at me with a blank expression, "You should go back."

……

"Aqin." The girl in memory Zeng Jiaoqiao blinked, "Be strong."

"Aqin." The girl in memory once glanced back, "Don't give up."

"Aqin." The girl in her memory once turned her head in thought, "Don't hesitate."

"Aqin." The figure of the girl in my memory gradually faded away, "Do what you want."

——Aqin, do what you want and don't regret it.

Because it's not worth regretting.

The author has something to say: This was completely an accident, an accident, I didn't want Ah Qin and Sha Qianmo to fight each other.

That being said, I like being alone with this meme though.

Hehehe, where is JQ?

☆, Bijian Liuquan

Opening his eyes, the faint scent of medicine passed over the tip of his nose.

I looked at the person in front of me and lost the ability to speak for a while.It took me a while to find my voice, and I called him, softly, "Xiaoran."

Zhuran lowered her eyes, but still responded, "Sister Qin."

"You really haven't changed at all." Taking the medicine in his hand, I looked at my reflection in the soup, "But I'm different."

His eyes suddenly turned red, "I'm sorry, if I didn't attack Hua Qiangu..."

I shook my head, still smiling, "Xiaoran, there is no if. Just remember, I will never blame you."

Silence spread.

"Sister Qin, you shouldn't have gone to the Wilderness." He said suddenly.

I blinked and didn't reply to his words, just shook the concoction in the porcelain bowl.

The soup was slightly cold, and the wings of my nose moved. The next moment, I seemed to realize something. I asked him in surprise, "Where is the seal at the entrance of the Wild?"

He doesn't answer.

I was so anxious that I straightened up quickly, half of the soup in the bowl was spilled due to this violent movement, "Someone has come to the wilderness to rescue Hua Qiangu?!"

Zhuran still didn't answer.

The porcelain bowl fell and shattered into debris.I lifted the thin quilt straight away, trying to push the door open.Zhuran stopped me, "Sister Qin, you can't! You can't do this!"

A flash of astonishment flashed in my eyes, "Xiaoran, do you know something?" After a pause, I said again, "I have no other choice."

For a moment, he acquiesced to his words.

Zhuran's anxious words came from behind his ears, and he shouted, "This is not wild, sister Qin!"

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Here are seven kills.

I didn't know until I went out.

Zhuran didn't follow.

I don't know what he is hiding from me, but I know he must know something.

I need to find Sha Qianmo, I need to figure out what happened while I was unconscious.

Walking to the main hall of the Seven Killers with ease, I stretched out my hand and just touched the front of the door, only to see a rippling water pattern, rippling,...Restriction?

This was obviously done by Sha Qianmo.

When I was Ni Mantian, he often taught me how to practice spells, so I am somewhat familiar with his practice methods.

Sweeping the long sleeves, lightly clasping the front of the thumb with the index finger of the right hand, gathering spiritual power at the fingertips, exerting force, a soft air blowing, the restriction is suddenly released.

I walked inside step by step.It was unbelievably quiet all around, only sniffing bursts of sobbing.

sobbing?

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