Gu Jianqi, Tan Fanghua, like a dream

更新时间2016-2-232:38:43字数：2592

<Soundtrack: Jie Jin Yin. Transposition (Original Sound of Ancient Sword. Pure Music)>

I don't want to practice swordsmanship, I don't want responsibilities, I'm just a little girl, my heart is not hard enough... my blood is not cold enough... I can't do it well... I just want someone... who can support me Create a piece of sky...let me just be a little girl....simple.....live according to my heart...(Wuqingxue)

"Sunshine...it's so warm..." Wuqingxue tilted her head, looked at the sunset and murmured, "It's a pity...the sun is going to set...I don't know if I can see you again..."

Shang Yang felt a pain in his heart.

"Second senior brother..." Wu Qingxue closed her eyes, hugged her shoulders tightly, and said softly, "I'm really afraid... the mountain... is really cold... the ice cave... will be even colder Well...it will be even more lonely..."

Shang Yang's red "flame" long sword landed on the bluestone.Shang Yang stepped forward, sat beside Wuqingxue, and looked at Wuqingxue's side face carefully. Under the pale golden sunlight, the small fluff on Wuqingxue's side face was extremely clear, and the whole face was like a fluffy honey Tao Zi, after looking at it for a long time, Shang Yang stretched out his hand and gently stroked the top of Wu Qingxue's head.

"If there is no sunshine... will there be someone... who will take pity on me... and make me feel warm?" Wu Qingxue murmured, "Will there be such a person?"

Shang Yang took Wu Qingxue's head into his arms, and said softly: "There are... Really..."

"So... is that person... is you?" Wuqingxue asked softly.

Shang Yang hugged Wu Qingxue tightly into his arms, and gently stroked Wu Qingxue's waist-length hair: "Naturally."

"I don't want to practice swordsmanship and spells, I don't want responsibilities and missions, I'm just a little girl, my heart is not hard enough... my blood is not cold enough... I can't do it well... can you hold up a sky for me... let I just want to be a little girl.... simply live according to my heart?" Wuqingxue asked softly, her voice was as gentle as a dream.

Two water marks slid down Shang Yang's face, and his voice was as soft as a dream: "...OK..."

Wuqingxue smiled faintly, closed her eyes, and leaned against Shangyang's arms: "You took the whip for me, lost all your powers, and fell into the mortal world, don't you regret it?"

"How can you regret it...I brought you back...you are a treasure I hold in my palm..." Shangyang smiled with tears, his face glowing with the warm glow of the setting sun.

"I really feel...nuan...then...let's draw the sword!"

Shang Yang froze.

Wuqingxue slipped out of Shang Yang's arms, and stood on tiptoe on the edge of the bluestone, behind him was a deep and dark cliff.The purple-blue "Fenqing" long sword shone with a cold light.

"Snow……"

"Didn't you come to take me back?" Wuqingxue said with a smile: "If I don't return, Wuqing Valley will be the next Penglai, the disaster of destruction, right? But, I can't go back! If I go back, I can only teach execution Senior brother is in trouble..."

"Xue, Shuang has gone to find the celestial master. The celestial master pleaded with Xihuang, and the punishment will be reduced. At most, he will receive two lashes from the gods and practice again in the ice cave. When you are able to walk out of the ice cave, the punishment will end. I will be with you when..."

"Second Senior Brother, if you can defeat me, I will believe in you, and I will go back with you to be tortured. If not..." Wu Qingxue shook her head: "The stronger I am, the more they are jealous of me. Teach me to walk out of the ice cave! I can never go back!"

Shang Yang got up and looked at Wuqingxue with firm eyes, a cold light flashed in his palm, and the unsheathed "raging flame" reflected bloody light in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Lie Yan... Bing Po..." Wu Qingxue smiled wryly, "There will be a day of fighting!"

A flash of cold light flashed across the sky, and Shang Yang raised his sword to fight: "I...although I fell into the mortal world...but today...for Wuqinggu...for you...we must win!"

On Tianzhu Peak, the sword light flickered, one red and one purple blue, rushing and surging.

The setting sun gradually disappeared below the horizon, and Tianzhu Peak was gradually submerged in darkness and coldness.In the darkness, there was no one to be seen, only the sword lights of red and purple were dazzling like fireworks.

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The sky is gradually turning white, and a round of red sun is eager to try, trying to struggle out from under the horizon.

"Second Senior Brother! I must live with my heart, never regret it, and don't care about the result. If I lose today, I will have no regrets in dying!" He ruthlessly flew towards Shang Yang, and the center of his eyebrows directly slammed into "Lie Yan" go up. In an instant, "Lie Yan" pierced Wu Qingxue's eyebrows and flesh, pierced into the brain, right where the primordial spirit was.

Shang Yang was shocked, and immediately withdrew his sword. The sword was so fast that only a little red blood appeared between the ruthless white eyebrows.

Wu Qingxue smiled and fell slowly, falling into Shang Yang's arms.

"... Xue... is useless... don't... embarrass..." Wuqingxue closed her eyes with a smile, and the unsheathed "Fen Qing" slipped out of her palm and fell beside her.

"Snow!" Shang Yang hugged Xue's gradually icy body tightly, and shouted on his back, his waist-length black hair instantly turned into glaring silver threads.As the teardrops rolled down, the eyes of different colors turned gray, and the upturned face was full of despair, but it was extremely clear and familiar.

A round of red sun erupted from the sky, and the warm sunlight filled the earth.

On top of the bluestone of Tianzhu Peak, Ziyin held a goose egg-sized seven-color spar in both hands, and knelt on the ground in a daze, his gaze was dull, as if he was unconscious.The sun is so warm, but Ziyin feels cold all over, and his heart is so cold.

After a long time, Ziyin got up, holding the spar with no colorful light in both hands, and flew down to the cliff, the red "raging flame", the "raging flame" that killed Wu Qingxue, was abandoned on the bluestone alone on stage.

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From the archway to the entrance of the Ice Cave, on both sides of the ice steps, Wuqinggu disciples spontaneously lined up in two rows, all silent, looking sadly at Zi Yin with silver hair reaching his waist.

Ziyin walked slowly along the long ice steps, holding a tray carved from cold jade in both hands, on which was a colorful spar the size of a goose egg, shining brightly in the pale golden sunlight.

Ziyin is extremely calm, without a trace of ripples in his eyes, as if he is detached from the world, as if there is no sadness, joy, or emotion, but there is a bone-chilling chill on his body, which makes everyone who passes by him feel the sadness of despair .

Feng Jian and Shuang watched Zi Yin slowly approaching, staring blankly at the colorful crystal stones on the tray, their faces were ashen.

"Shangyang?" Feng Jian couldn't believe the scene in front of him, his voice trembling slightly, full of fear: "You...you..."

Ziyin said softly, as if she was afraid of waking up the sleeping person: "Xue... died under my sword... She couldn't bear us to embarrass her... until she died, she couldn't bear us to embarrass her... She died under my sword..."

Feng Jian lowered his head, his eyes were red, shaking like dead leaves in the wind.

"Shangyang...your eyes...your hair..." Shuang trembled.

"I have lost my god position... I have fallen into the mortal world... I no longer have the ability to see the future..." Zi Yin slowly knelt down: "Master, Shang Yang's love is messed up, please retreat down the mountain immediately!"

Before everyone could react, Ziyin got up quickly and left along the ice steps.

"Shangyang!" Feng Jian and Shuang called out in unison.

"There is no Shangyang..." Ziyin walked away with a desperate smile: "There is no Shangyang in this world... only... Ziyin... This is because of... the cause of sin! Come because of me, go because of me... ...the origin of all evils...is me!"

Watching Zi Yin's back gradually go away, and finally disappeared at the end of the ice steps, Shuang sighed softly: "Fei Lian, this is fine...Although the punishment cannot be avoided...the general seizing human form and manifesting the original body...the general soul Silence, no reincarnation... at least... don't have to suffer from the punishment of God's whip... send snow... enter the ice cave..."

"Fei Lian?" Feng Jian said with a wry smile: "There is no Shangyang in the world, so why is there a need for Feilian? I knew that I would use the magic mirror to track Xue... Xue would die under Shangyang's sword... I would rather not use the magic mirror... I would rather...be sentenced to three lashes! From now on, I want to seal the illusion! There is no Fei Lian in the world, only... Feng Jian!"

Feng Jian stepped forward, knelt down on one knee, and carefully lifted the cold jade tray from the ground, as if holding the most cherished pearl.Feng Jian got up, sighed on his back, suppressed the pain in his heart, and walked towards the ice cave step by step with the colorful spar, Shuang followed Feng Jian's footsteps, step by step...