Way of Choices

In Dazhou, if Mo Yu asked anyone for something, not to mention a sword, even if it was all family property, countless people willingly gave it with both hands, and would still feel a great honor.

Although Chen Changsheng's status and status are not ordinary now, if he can take advantage of the previously missed opportunity to turn this hidden connection between the two into friendship, it is a good thing.

This is pushing the boat down the river. It is very easy and natural, and no one will refuse.

Chen Changsheng did not refuse, but did not immediately agree to come down. He thought about it very seriously and then looked at Mo Yu's eyes and asked, "Why?"

Mo Yu was stunned. She never thought she would find someone to ask for something. She would get such a reply.

Of course she wouldn't answer Chen Changsheng's question. With a sneer, she turned around and disappeared into the woods outside the window.

Looking at the looming figure in Ye Lin, Chen Changsheng didn't understand why her mood suddenly became worse.

He thought about it before and wanted to make sure that the Yuenv sword is indeed not on the list, but... that is his own thing, even if you ask me, can I just ask if it sounds reasonable? To be more direct, don't I want to send you my stuff? How simple are the people in Xining Town and how simple are the brothers, how can these people in Kyoto be so confusing?

He stopped thinking about these things that were countless times more complicated than Daozang, and closed his eyes to continue to meditate.

Or it is because Mo Yu left too quickly and has not had time to leave too much body fragrance in the room. This time he settled in very quickly, and soon he sensed his life star and began to wash the marrow with the starlight. At the same time, he gave birth to an extremely thin consciousness from the sea of ​​knowledge and entered the scabbard. It was difficult but had passed the sea composed of Lingli Jianyi with ease, and once again came to the other shore and saw the black stele Ghost image. After these days of hard work, his consciousness will be destroyed without touching the black stele, and he can even penetrate some distance into it, especially tonight, his ray of consciousness is completely immersed in the phantom of the black stele Among them, even faintly saw a mountain cliff!

The cliff is very broken, and it can be barely seen that the top of the cliff should be smooth and hard gray-white rocks, but now there have been countless cracks, the green trees are destroyed, and only a few roots penetrate the pine trees in the cracks of the cliff. Perseveringly insisted, and in the distance of the cliff, you can see many small lakes like mirrors, which made him feel familiar.

Is it Muyu? Those small lakes are the wetlands on the edge of the grassland where the sun does not set, is where they escaped from the bottom of the lake on the other side of the mountain? So here is really Zhou Yuan now? Is she... still inside? At this time, his consciousness had penetrated too much into the phantom of the black stone tablet, and was crushed by extremely powerful energy. Not to mention searching deep in Zhou Yuan, he just couldn’t do it even if he wanted to stick to it for an instant. Looking away from a distance, after thinking about it, it turned into a blue smoke disappeared without a trace.

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and woke up.

At this time the night was dark, the sky was full of stars, and the woods of the National College of Education under the stars looked like lush grass branches.

It's like the wild grass in the grassland that never rises above the human.

Chen Changsheng naturally remembered the days when she walked with her in the grassland, the life and death of Xuemiao, the blood and water in Zhouling, and the dialogue at the end of Shinto. If it weren't for Nanke who controlled the newborn golden-winged Dapeng with the soul pivot, and led the beast tide to surround Zhouling, or, he and she had already started...

Tell each other heartfelt? Is this the word? He wasn’t quite sure, it was an unfamiliar emotion that he had never been in contact with. The emotion was sweet, but it was a little scary, disturbing, but it made people yearn like that. The most important thing was that The sorrow and joy brought by such emotions are so strong, sometimes even more important than everything.

He studied Taozang at an early age and knew he was about to die shortly after he was ten years old. He controlled his emotions strictly and was not sad or unhappy. However, whether she was carrying her in the grassland at the time, her shoulders were touching each other in front of the stone gate at the end of Shinto. Still thinking of her now, he couldn’t and didn’t want to control this emotion, because he liked the beauty of that time, and confirmed the miss at this time...

So, where are you?

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Xu Yourong walked between the cliffs.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, the childishness is subtle, beautiful and moving, solemn and sacred.

Yes, this is a rhyme, because she is so beautiful, except for the misty rhyme, it is difficult to describe what actually exists. The night wind swayed her coat and her white clothes fluttered. She walked slowly. There was a natural atmosphere between her steps. However, if you look carefully, you might find her water-like eyes hidden with a touch of sorrow.

Girls under sixteen should be enjoying their youth, but why are they sad?

Because news came from Saint Maiden again, no one knew who the Snow Mountain Sect disciple was. The Snow Mountain Sect in the far northwest even refused to admit that he had a disciple named Xu Sheng. You are either sneaking into Zhou Yuan, you are either a disciple of the hidden door, or you have any secrets, but that doesn't matter, but, are you really called Xu Sheng? Are you really dead like this?

After leaving from Zhou Yuan, she suffered from too many injuries and stayed in seclusion behind the Saint Maiden Peak to recuperate. She no longer enjoys snow, listens to rain, and picks medicine every day. She just nurses, reads, and meditates.

She meditated on the experience in Zhou Yuan, the life and death in the grassland, the man.

She had long been determined to dedicate her life to the avenue in the book. Where would she expect that she would really encounter the throbbing of life for the first time, however, the throbbing fluttered with the wind so quickly. It’s an unspeakable touch of sadness, it’s an unforgettable memory, she knows it well, or that memory will be with you forever in the long years of monasticism in the future, and only you know, and you will eventually Become a corner in her spiritual world that no one can touch

That's a world she doesn't want to leave for the time being. She naturally no longer cares about things outside the world. Su Li, Wang Liang, Sun Jia, Zhang Zhang, Wang Po, Zhu Luo, and stargazers... The wind and rain of Xunyang City shocked the whole continent, but she could not lift her eyes down. The names of these two people, Chen Changsheng, made her concentrate for a moment.

But there are individuals she must care about, and she does care.

From the civil strife in the mountain, Komatsu Palace and other three elders plot to rebel, and Qiushan Jun is seriously injured and will die. These news have already spread in Tiannan.

When she was getting hurt, and the moment she walked out of the Queen of the Holy Girl, after hearing this news, she knew she had to go and see.

Yes, she walked between the cliffs.

At this time she was walking away from the mountain.

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(There is another chapter at night.)

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