Biased in the Jianghu to find the sword fairy [Comprehensive martial arts + sword three]

Chapter 65.One World Pure Yang ([-])

In Junxuan's world, her five senses are all extinguished.She can neither hear nor see the outside world, and the only thing left between the heaven and the earth is the snow that has been falling for many years in Chunyang.

Amidst the falling snow, an old man in a white and blue Taoist robe with a benevolent face smiled slowly at her.Then, he pointed to her forehead.Jun Xuan only felt a coldness between his brows, followed by a burst of warmth.

The warmth enveloped her, causing her to involuntarily draw out the sword at her waist.

Flying out of the Sanqing Palace, the howling wind from Mount Hua could not calm Junxuan's boiling blood.She seemed to have forgotten all her previous sword moves, and could only let the warmth take her to review them bit by bit.

The sword moves were frenzied and chaotic, even when Jun Xuan was young and first learning sword skills, there had never been such a bad moment.However, Jun Xuan didn't feel the slightest panic.She relaxed herself, following the trance rising heat in her body, she swung her sword moves.

"The avenue is invisible..."

In the chaos, a cold male voice tore away the fog in front of Jun Xuan.Jun Xuan only felt that the Lingtai became clear for a while, and the surging power gradually merged into her sea of ​​energy.

At the last moment, Jun Xuansu swiped his hand, leaving a deep sword mark on the green brick in front of the Sanqing Hall.A pair of clear eyes suddenly opened, and Jun Xuan let out a soft breath.

It's the season of the twelfth lunar month when the breath turns into frost, and the girl's eyes are like washing through that thin breath.Her raised wrists were as solid as frost and snow, and there was no red mark in the shape of "One Life Pure Yang", and there was a little more cinnabar between her eyebrows.

Just a little cinnabar!The scar between the eyebrows made Jun Xuan's immaturity disappear, and his whole person became immortal and awe-inspiring.She quietly looked at the man who was walking quickly, and in her eyes, the waves had calmed down.

Ye Gucheng's whole body froze, he hadn't spoken yet, but suddenly felt a chill in his heart.During the five years in Chunyang, Ye Gucheng thought that he was used to the cold here, but at this moment, he really felt that Chunyang was an extremely cold place.

It was so cold that he didn't want to say a word to his unmarried wife now, he just wanted to take her back before she opened her mouth - to go back to Baiyun City, only there was their home.

However, it is definitely not Ye Gucheng who can deceive himself and others.

"Xuan'er." He looked at the girl in front of him with a calm face and neither sadness nor joy in his eyes. Thousands of words rolled down his lips, but in the end he could only call her name.

Jun Xuan nodded to Ye Gucheng, put the red lotus in his hand back around his waist, and called out: "Senior brother."

The girl's voice was already cold, but at this moment, there was no emotion at all.Jun Xuan kept calling Senior Brother Ye Gucheng, those two words represented the bond between the two of them, and even carried the ten years between them.But now, Jun Xuan still calls Ye Gucheng her senior brother, but because he is indeed her senior brother.

All those present were masters of sword use, so they all understood.

After being enlightened by Daozu, Jun Xuan's swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds.And she finally embarked on the seemingly destined path—not ruthless, but taking the common people into her heart.Compared with this common people, the relationship between men and women seems to be low-level, and it is not worth worrying about.

Those who are favored by heaven bear the yearning of heaven, and they must also bear the burden that they cannot bear.Because of the nature of nature, never pay in vain.

Ye Gucheng's amber eyes seemed to have a touch of pain, but he was Ye Gucheng after all.Imprinting the girl with a little cinnabar between her eyebrows in her eyes, Ye Gucheng restrained the tenderness in her heart between her eyebrows.

He raised his black scabbard sword flatly, and looked at Jun Xuan with a look of scrutiny and respect for his opponent.Slightly pursing his chapped lips, Ye Gucheng said slowly: "But please fight."

He made an appointment to fight Junxuan.Even though Ye Gucheng has been waiting for this day before, but people's hearts are not wood and rocks, Ye Gucheng asked himself, when this day really comes, can he really deal with it calmly?

But no matter what, he will do his best in this battle.This is the respect for the favored one, and his Xuan'er deserves this kind of respect.

Jun Xuan's gaze that fell on his sword moved to Ye Gucheng's face.

She was suddenly not sure what kind of feelings she had for this man.Before today, Ye Gucheng and the sword in his hand were enough to form Junxuan's entire world.Even if Junxuan knew early on that it was his destiny to guard the world from birth, but in all fairness, compared with his senior brother... the common people in the world are really not that important.

But today, Jun Xuan knew that he had changed.She clearly remembered everything with Ye Gucheng, and also clearly remembered her feelings for him.However, she could no longer take him so seriously.

For example, the former Junxuan could die for Ye Gucheng without hesitation, but the current Junxuan is still able to do so.The feelings for Ye Gucheng can make her not begrudge her own life.But if Ye Gucheng did something to disturb the people's well-being, even though Jun Xuan was in pain, he would fight him with swords.

For another example, in the past, Junxuan would draw his sword against Ye Gucheng, but that was just a competition between brothers and sisters.But now Junxuan will draw his sword against Ye Gucheng, it is because they are equally superb swordsmen, there is bound to be a battle between them, just like the battle between Ximen Chuuxue and Ye Gucheng is inevitable.

Many chaotic thoughts flashed through Jun Xuan's mind, but it was impossible not to respond properly to such a respectable opponent's engagement.

Looking at the stretching peaks behind him, Jun Xuan said, "Please go to Lunjian Peak."

With that said, she stepped forward and left first.

Ye Gucheng's eyes were full of thick fog that couldn't be dispelled. He looked at the back that was getting smaller and smaller, and he also worked hard to keep up.Many years ago, Daoist Chongyi had said to him that the fate of the heavenly favored person "covering the light of the whole life with one person's strength" suddenly appeared in his mind.

Ye Gucheng used to be curious about this sentence, and also had expectations.But looking at it now, he felt that this sentence sounded more like a curse.

On Jianfeng, the green pines are still there.The girl in Taoist robe inserted the long sword in her hand with the scabbard into the snow under the pine, and after a while, another long sword with a black sheath was also inserted|next to it.

Junxuan and Ye Gucheng have known each other for 15 years, and there is no other person in this world who is more familiar with each other than they are.Needless to say, the two long swords were unsheathed together!

Their sword moves are not fast, at first glance, it looks more like a man and a woman practicing swords together.But when the swords in their hands intertwined, they burst out with a frightening sword intent.That burst of sword intent shredded the falling snow, shredded the cold wind, and seemed to shred everything in the world.

Ximen Chuuxue and Daoist Chongyi watched the battle, Ximen Chuuxue's eyes flickered slightly.He has fought against the two people who are fighting.Those two people at that time couldn't say that they didn't try their best, but compared with the two people today, they were far from each other.

Their sword moves have reached the point of being truly pure, if not mixed with all kinds of unspeakable emotions when fighting against themselves.However, for two people who are already talking about marriage, should their sword moves be so pure when they fight?

If Junxuan cut off his love because of Taoist enlightenment, then what is the reason of Ye Gucheng?Ximen Chuuxue watched quietly from the side, and doubts floated in his heart.

The long swords staggered, and the two white afterimages staggered and separated.Both Ye Gucheng and Junxuan are constantly changing their moves, because they know each other best, and their sword moves have been seen through by the other party before they actually make a move.

"not good!"

Daoist Chongyi suddenly widened his eyes, and Ximen Chuuxue also took on an expression of disbelief.Daoist Chongyi firmly believes in the theory of Chunyang Tianjue, and Ximen Chuuxue also feels that he cannot defeat Junxuan.Even if this was the case, they never thought about it——Ye Gucheng would lose.

Lunjian Peak is at the top of Mount Hua. After a muffled sound, the man in a white Taoist robe suddenly leaned back and fell straight down from Lunjian Peak!As for the last move, Daoist Chongyi and Ximen Chuuxue saw it clearly, the long sword in Jun Xuan's hand had pierced the robe on Ye Gucheng's chest, and Ye Gucheng's sword was still half an inch away from Jun Xuan!

Half an inch, when a master fights, it doesn't feel like a slight difference.Because of this half an inch, even though Jun Xuan stopped in the end and neither of them died, it cannot be denied that Ye Gucheng was defeated.

What's more, now he has fallen off the cliff!

The calmness on Junxuan’s face was shattered by Ye Gucheng’s backward figure—yes, before that, her expression had always been calm, whether it was fighting against Ye Gucheng or defeating the senior brother she had always admired with her own hands .Jun Xuan's face has always been peaceful, as if the result of this battle should have been like this.

Without the slightest hesitation, Jun Xuan jumped down along with Ye Gucheng.At this moment, Jun Xuan only felt a sharp pain in her chest, and she personally pulled the senior brother from her heart to the altar, but she never thought it would be such a result.

Between the lightning and the flint, Jun Xuan couldn't figure out what would be the result of his reckless jump.Digu, Yinmen, common people, Chunyang's kin, each of these identities is a heavy burden, but in the end, they can't bear the weight of the past events in the South China Sea in her heart.

Jun Xuan was so excited that he was suddenly forced to cry.She felt that her state of mind just now was very strange, and her own self just now was also very strange.Jun Xuan never had any regrets when she drew her sword, but at this moment, she asked herself, if something really happened to her senior brother, would she really have no regrets?

Do you regret it?If the old man doesn't ask each other, who will he regret to talk to?

That tear seemed to fall on Ye Gucheng's fingertips, and he suddenly sighed in his heart—forget it, why did he do this to a 15-year-old girl who was about to become his wife.Competing with her responsibilities, this is something only a brat would do.

In the unstoppable fall, Ye Gucheng stretched out his hand and pulled the little girl who was getting closer and closer to him into his arms.He fell on his back, tightly protecting the little girl in Taoist robes in his arms.

Just hearing a "plop", the two fell into a cold spring together.It was mid-winter, and the water in the pool was icy cold. Ye Gucheng got lucky and brought Junxuan to the shore.

Under Lunjian Peak is the Yangtian Pool, Chunyang disciples sometimes have cliffs to discuss, falling into this pool will not hurt anyone.

The pure sun was icy cold, and Junxuan's brows and eyes were covered with a thin layer of frost when he came out of the water.Ye Gucheng was also drenched all over, but he didn't care that his hair was still dripping.Holding the pale little girl in his arms, with only a spot of blood on her brows, Ye Gucheng jumped on the ladder, scattered a few times on the cliff, and quickly returned to the cliff.

Seeing that the two of them were fine, Daoist Chongyi finally let out a long sigh of relief.

Ximen Chuuxue glanced at Ye Gucheng with a complex expression. He always felt that in a certain corner of his heart, the image of Ye Gucheng as a rival and confidant had silently collapsed.

#Scare the little girl or something, the city master you bear#

#每令不一章的叔叔今天是很感感#