Way of Choices

This is the first time the two have spoken since the Battle of Naihe Bridge started.

It was also the first conversation between "Chen Changsheng" and "Xu Yourong".

Xu Yourong said I lost.

Chen Changsheng said you say it again.

If the person who said this is Tang 36, then this sentence is undoubtedly a very lethal mocking. Xu Yourong will definitely burn the bridge directly with Tianfeng's real blood. But she knew that Chen Changsheng's temperament was human, and knew that he guessed something, a little nervous, so she was not angry and smiled.

White gauze covered her face, and she couldn't see her smile. She could only feel the meaning flowing in the air.

At this moment, the wind and snow made little effort, and the white gauze that hung from the edge of Xu Yourong's drape was brushed up.

In this battle, the swords are vertical and horizontal, especially the power of the Daguangming sword is extremely terrible. Her dress and veil have real protection, but the white gauze is not spared.

The white gauze fluttered off, and slowly fell to the ground.

Baisha's misfortune is Chen Changsheng's luck.

Because he finally saw her face.

It was a beautiful face with beautiful eyes, picturesque brows and broken skin, and Sheng Xue made three points.

She is really beautiful, beautiful enough to take away the morale of the Three Armies, and the world is bright.

But this face is strange to Chen Changsheng.

Just when he felt sorry for the attack, he saw her eyes.

It was a pair of extremely beautiful phoenix eyes, with countless stars in their eyes, as if burning, bright and dazzling.

But he opened his eyes extremely, staring at her, and saw the deepest point all the time.

There are no stars, no light, no sacredness, no responsibility, only after the new rain in the empty mountains.

At this time, there were still a lot of words in these moving eyes and lots of smiles.

Of course Chen Changsheng knew these eyes. He could never forget them. He used to think that he could never look at these eyes again, until this moment, until the moment after the rain and snow at the bridgehead, the wind and the breeze The white gauze covered by his opponent's face...

Some time ago, sitting in Zhouling, he really realized what sadness is like a tide.

At this moment, he finally realized that the lightning strike in the book was not an exaggerated description, but a real situation.

In the slightly gloomy snow and air, it seems that an invisible lightning was born, which directly hit him.

His body was extremely stiff, unable to speak, his hands holding the hilt were cold, but his body was extremely hot.

He pulled the line of sight from her eyes extremely hard, turned awkwardly, and looked at the white sky and water upstream of Luoshui.

After a while, he turned back again, looked at her, opened his mouth to say something, but after all he could not say anything, he had to look again at the no man’s land upstream of Luoshui, because he was worried to keep watching Her legs that are already slightly trembling will not be directly softened.

Looking at his awkward and funny look, Xu Yourong's eyes grew thicker and he smiled, and a flower bloomed in his eyes.

She walked to the bridge, stood next to him, looked up at Luoshui, and said calmly, "Anything beautiful?"

"You... don't talk to me first, I'm a little messy at this time."

Chen Changsheng's face was a little red. It was not Yu Wei's finger, nor the reason for the cold, but the tension.

He looked at Luoshui and smelled the faint fragrance from his side. He felt panicked and didn't dare to look sideways.

Before the war, he was also very nervous, so watching the snow entering Luoshui by the bridge, he finally got the inner peace from the movement.

However, at this time, no matter how he looked at Xue into Luoshui, he could not calm down.

Xu Yourong gently pushed the temple hair behind his ear and looked at his profile. He didn’t want him to be too embarrassed. He smiled calmly and said, "The last sword before, why didn’t you press the initial ginseng? Go straight, but suddenly return to the sword and frown?"

Talking about the sword, Chen Changsheng really calmed down a little, murmured, "I guess."

Su Lihua made it very clear when he communicated his Huijian. In many cases, he used guesses. This statement sounds a little unreasonable, but with Xu Yourong's talent, he can understand it. She didn't want to make fun of him anymore, but listening to this, she couldn't help but say: "Then why can't you guess who I am?"

She said calmly, but listening carefully still had a faint meaning.

Chen Changsheng was stupid at this time, and he could not speak with his head down.

Xu Yourong said nothing, standing quietly beside him, watching Xue into Luoshui.

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From the beginning of the war to the present, Luoshui has been greeted with loud cheers and discussions. When the smoke and snow met with the rain and fog, the sword and the non-scaling sword bloomed the brightest colors, and the colors and discussions reached the peak. Ordinary people can't understand this battle, but the dazzling pictures on the bridge are enough to move them.

This much-anticipated battle was finally over, and the admiration and discussion continued, because the people could not see who had won the final victory.

"I think it should be Dean Xiao Chen. In the end, the saint didn't retreat first?"

"Both of them were injured. Dean Xiaochen was injured more seriously. Why should the saint lose?"

"But didn't you see that the last two swords fell into the hands of Dean Xiao Chen?"

"Then what can you say? The really powerful means of the saint is still useless. Have you seen the legendary Phoenix Blood?"

"Are you sure that Dean Xiao Chen has done his best?"

News soon came in front of the river embankment that Xu Yourong admitted to losing under the sword of Chen Changsheng.

After a period of silence, both sides of Luoshui gradually digested this fact.

"Hey... Look at the bridge!"

Numerous eyes looked at Naihe Bridge in the distance and saw Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong standing there side by side, as if still talking softly. After a moment they stopped talking and stood there quietly, Ren Weixue fell, because they were a little far apart, as if their bodies were leaning together.

The discussion on both sides of Luoshui gradually subsided and became very quiet. People looked at this scene on the bridge of Nei He, and was a little surprised. They were fighting with swords before. At this time, could they stand side by side to see the scenery? How is this going?

"Holy...Is this merciless under the sword?"

Only a handful of the people watching the battle on the shore supported Chen Changsheng. Even these people were silent, because it can be seen that this battle is very exciting, but it is clear that neither side has life and death, and the people do not understand the rain. The magical sword move in the snow, at this time looking at the picture on the bridge, but can feel some of the meaning of the faintly flowing between.

The pictures on Naihe Bridge are very beautiful. They stand together in the picture very harmoniously and calmly. People can't bear to make a sound to break. It wasn't until a long time later that many people on both sides of the Luoshui gradually heard the same emotion.

"How can such a pair of fairy couples have to draw swords to face each other?"

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(There is another chapter at night.)

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