[Lord Twilight] Your arms are my home

Southern Song Dynasty Zhongnanshan Ancient Tomb

"Long'er...cough cough..." The woman in white on the ice bed waved to the cardamom woman in front of the bed, with complicated eyes.

In the empty and dark room of the "Sect Leader" came an ethereal and pleasant female voice. If you look closely, you can see that she is dressed in white and her skin is like snow. No, maybe it is more appropriate to describe her as pale and clear, but even so, it cannot conceal her peerless beauty. elegance.

"Long'er, your senior sister..."

"Sect Leader, I will find Senior Sister Li. You don't have to worry, your health is critical at this time."

"You...ah...Xiang'er...can I call you that?"

The woman in front of the bed swayed slightly, pursed her lips, and remained silent.

"Xiang'er... It's been 10 years since you came into Long'er's body, and it's been 3 years since you, Senior Sister Li, left the ancient tomb. The old saying comes, let it go, and you should let it go." The woman in white on the bed sighed I don't know whether to sigh for the future of this ancient tomb, or sigh for the disciple who has been me for 10 years, or sigh for the original, real little dragon girl, little disciple who may be far away in a different time and space.

"Master...I..." The woman who was called Xiang'er smiled wryly, with a sad expression on her face, "Master...I actually let go of it a long time ago. It's been 10 years, and I understand that I can't go back...In these 10 years, all I have missed is me. Sister of the original time and space, the biggest guilt is your real disciple, the real little dragon girl. Really, but since I can come here, maybe your real little disciple, the real little dragon girl, is also happy in my time and space Live without worries."

"Alas...Actually, when Long'er was 7 years old...you told me that I wasn't the original Long'er. At first I wanted to kill you too. You know, in the eyes of people of our era, your existence is too demonized , you...your time and space, from your story, I can't imagine, but I can experience the freedom of your era, the equality of men and women, free and easy. We people in the ancient tomb... Forget it, this time, I still What are you talking about?" The woman in white on the bed looked at Xiang'er lovingly, "Now, you and I have been together for 10 years, and no matter how alienated or resented you are, it has faded away. After 10 years, I have already Think of you as my third disciple, or maybe my third daughter. My body is getting worse day by day, and now I want to hear you call me master, okay?"

"Master...no...Master..." The woman in front of the bed was already crying like rain, her voice choked with sobs, "Master, you will be fine. You haven't seen Senior Sister yet!" Yes, 10 years, the distance It has been 21 years since she left the 10st century and came to the world of divine sculptures, which is the most satisfying world in Jin Yong's works. She has long regarded this seemingly cold but soft-hearted woman in front of her as a master and mother.

It turns out that this woman called Xiang'er originally came from the 21st century. Her original name was Luo Xiang. She lost her parents in a car accident when she was 13 years old. When I was graduating from university, I was caught in a wind chill and was brought to this world of sculpture sculpture by a wind chill. Perhaps, to be precise, it was the end of the world of sculpture sculpture, and entered the body of a 4-year-old little dragon girl who also accidentally contracted a wind chill because of her practice.

"Xiang'er...you know, I don't have much time. After I leave, you can succeed the head of this ancient tomb sect! If...cough...cough...if your elder sister comes back from nowhere, you can let her Find a house at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain and settle down. If...if someone comes...to make trouble, you can take care of her...cough...Your senior sister, she is also a poor person, I...poof..." The white clothes on the bed The woman suddenly spat out a mouthful of real blood.

"Master, don't talk about it. All disciples know that you should rest more and take good care of yourself." Luo Xiang red-eyed, sitting and supporting the woman in white on the bed.

"No, let me finish, Xiang'er. Xiang'er, for the past 10 years, you have been concentrating on practicing martial arts in the ancient tomb, and your martial arts have long since entered the country. I know that the main reason for this is because of your love for the world and the world. There is no attachment to the outside world, but Xianger, a human life is very short, if the heart has already died, then what is the difference between living the rest of your life and walking corpses."

"Master, I... I know, I let it go, but now I just want to spend my whole life in this ancient tomb, and if I am lucky enough to accept another apprentice. In this way, I have no other regrets in this world. Senior sister Then, if possible, I will let her enter the ancient tomb again when she is old."

"Xiang'er, alas...don't use your parents' faults to punish you for the rest of your life. The reason for your parents' accidents is not...cough...forget it, let's not talk about them as a teacher. But Xiang'er, although there are many heartless people in the world, It's not that there are infatuated species, but we are all suffering, and we don't have the luck to meet them. If in the future... someone is willing to give everything for you, you can leave the ancient tomb with him! In Master's heart, your happiness will be better than this ancient tomb after all. The tomb is important. Ahem... this ancient tomb is only a tomb for the saddened." The woman in white on the bed held Luo Xiang's hand tightly, giving her final instructions.

"Master..."

"Promise Master, this is Master's last wish." As she spoke, the woman was out of breath.The old woman on the side lowered her head and wept: "Miss, don't worry, I will help you guard this ancient tomb. Miss Long, no, Miss Luo, just promise Miss! Don't let Miss leave uneasy. "

"Master...Okay, I promise you, you have a good rest first, don't talk." Luo Xiang said with a sob.

"Okay, okay, okay! I...Chongyang..." Before he finished speaking, the woman in white on the bed held Luo Xiang's hand tightly and slowly fell.

"Master...Master...don't leave me, I only have you as my relative in this world, don't leave me." Luo Xiang cried with red eyes, hugging the corpse of the woman in white.

The old woman at the side wiped her tears and consoled her: "Miss Luo, don't be sad, otherwise the lady will not be able to leave with peace of mind. Miss, her life is too bitter, and she was wronged by her infatuation. Let her leave happily and at ease this time." Bar!"

"Master..." Luo Xiang's eyes were dull, and he whimpered.

……

Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye. Behind Zhongnan Mountain, the sword light flashed, and a white silk flew out from the woods. On the white silk, Luo Xiang stepped on the moon in white clothes. During the past 11 years, Luo Xiang used the memories of the God Condor plot in his memory to practice the Jade Heart Sutra and the Nine Yin Manual as well as the technique of fighting left and right under the guidance of his master. Unfortunately, the Nine Yin Manual could not make up for the old heart disease of the master. .During the year when his master passed away, Luo Xiang studied and perfected his martial arts.At the same time, the grandmother (the old woman in the ancient tomb) sent a year ago also sent news that she had found the trace of Senior Sister Li Mochou, and a group of people were rushing to the ancient tomb.

Think about it, there are still 2 years left, and the plot of the Condor God is about to start. Heh, everyone says, "Once you see Yang Guo, you will miss your life." In the early stage, Yang Guo was too glib and thought carefully, but in the later stage, maybe it was just because Xiaolongnv was the only one who spent the longest time with him in the world, and she was the only sincere person who taught him martial arts and raised him up. It's just love.

Moreover, Luo Xiang herself is incapable of accepting the relationship between siblings. In her opinion, Guo Fu's husband, Yeluqi, may not be as talented as Yang Guo in martial arts, but he is more reliable.It doesn't matter if the plot of the Condor Condor doesn't go away, but to cut off Yang Guo's luck in this way... Alas, this problem... What should she do.

Luo Xiang waved the white silk, feeling restless for a moment.Forget it, since Yang Guo followed a master with a bad character, then she will use the last contact between the Ancient Tomb Sect and Wang Chongyang to help him change to a reliable and upright master, and then go anonymously to Guo Jing Let me introduce the personalities of the Taoist masters on Zhongnan Mountain in this letter. Whether it will be successful depends on Yang Guo's luck and God's decision.She is not the original Little Dragon Girl. After knowing the plot, it is really impossible to follow the development of the plot.besides……

"Miss Luo...Miss Li is here." Distraught, the old voice of the old woman from the ancient tomb came, followed by a clear voice of "Little Junior Sister"...