The two of them walked through the flying snow and walked straight onto the frozen lake.
As Xiao Lingling walked, she looked back from time to time with a smile on her face, looking at Lin Xin who was following her.
Suddenly her feet slipped and she almost fell down. Lin Xin's movement skills appeared like lightning and held her in his arms.
"Are you okay? Be careful, it's slippery here."
Xiao Lingling did not move anymore. She looked up from his arms and looked at his face, then gently stretched out her hand to touch him.
"Brother Xin, if I leave one day, will you be sad for me?"
"What are you talking about?" Lin Xin's heart trembled and he said with a smile, "Why did you leave? We still have a long way to go together, so why are you talking nonsense?"
Xiao Lingling didn't smile, but just lowered her eyes. She gently broke away from his arms, slowly turned her body like a singer, and slid gently on the ice.
When she started dancing, her white coat was like a cloud of smoke, slowly turning and moving on the ice, like a dream.
Lin Xin gently raised the jade flute, and the low and clear flute sound slowly sounded, matching the rhythm, but the eyes he looked at her became more and more gentle.
The beauty is as beautiful as jade, and the sound of the flute is crisp, as if the entire villa is filled with the breath of the two of them.
"Thousands of mountains are covered with snow, and the lights are like smoke, which is the smoke of human cooking"
"Friendship, kindness, good times and beautiful scenery are all like a flash in the pan."
In the light and melodious singing, Xiao Lingling's swift-like dancing posture gently reflected in Lin Xin's clear pupils.
He slowly closed his eyes unconsciously and was immersed in the intertwining of singing and flute sounds.
A gust of breeze blew by, and suddenly countless yellow dead leaves suddenly loosened along with the snow on the big tree in the yard, slowly falling like raindrops.
The corners of Xiao Lingling's mouth were slightly raised, and no matter how she danced, her eyes were always looking in Lin Xin's direction.
Countless light spots slowly emanated from her body, and her physical body gradually began to turn translucent, but she didn't notice it at all.
In my mind, I recalled the scene when I first saw Lin Xin.
Across the crowd, I saw the clean and gentle scholar man.
During the trial, that gentle look in front of the campfire.
He gently hugged his waist, jumped up, and killed enemies in all directions.
Countless little moments of knowing each other and staying together for so many years
"New Brother"
She slowly stopped dancing and walked gently towards Lin Xin.
"I have never regretted anything I did during the trial."
Finally, she showed a smile, and with a bang, Xiao Lingling's whole body suddenly exploded and shattered into countless white light spots, which began to scatter on the ice.
Lin Xin did not dare to open his eyes, he just played the flute gently, and a line of tears slowly flowed from the corners of his eyes.
On the flawless white lake, the sound of the flute has been ringing for who knows how long.
Lin Xinyuan stood beside the flowers by the lake for who knows how long. Watching Xiao Lingling slowly disperse, she unconsciously grabbed the flower branches with one hand and her eyes were a little moist.
Looking at Lin Xin standing in the center of the lake, he recalled the scenes Xiao Lingling mentioned in those last days.
"Don't worry, sister, I will take good care of my eldest brother."
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The sound of the flute stopped and he opened his eyes. Lin Xin looked at Xiao Lingling in front of him tenderly.
"Are you tired from dancing?"
Xiao Lingling just smiled and nodded lightly.
"Go back"
Lin Xin said softly, holding Lingling's hand and walking towards the backyard room of his residence.
"Brother."
Lin Xinyuan and all the old people from the villa were already standing by the lake. Lin Xin glanced around and saw a trace of worry in the eyes of his father Lin Xinwen. His mother Zhao Yuniang also had white hair and a similar look on her face. Even everyone else looked worried.
She looked at him with a worried expression.
"What's wrong with you? Lingling and I just went to enjoy the snow and try out the dance. Why are we all looking like this?"
"Big brother" Lin Xinyuan took a step forward, "Sister Lingling, she has already"
"Isn't she standing behind me?" Lin Xin interrupted him, but tears already flowed out of his eyes unconsciously. "Isn't she standing behind me all the time?"
He held Xiao Lingling's hand tightly, but still had a gentle smile on his face. But he couldn't stop the tears.
"Big brother" Lin Xinyuan lowered her head and covered her mouth, not daring to look at him again.
"Thousands of mountains are covered with snow, and the lights are like smoke, which is the smoke of the human world." Lin Xin slowly repeated and murmured. When he turned around, he saw Xiao Lingling still looking at him tenderly, still so beautiful and charming.
Auras of spiritual energy are surging crazily from the body, and the mind-eye swordsmanship that has been created for so long now seems to understand many things that were once impossible to break through.
Each level was like a divine aid, progressing by leaps and bounds, and the spiritual energy in the body began to circulate at high speed along a strange and inexplicable route.
Jiyang Scroll, Guiyuan Jue, Tianyi Sword Jue, Killing Sword Technique, and thousands of other sword techniques are all integrated into the route in a unique way.
"Friendship, kindness, good times and beautiful scenery are all like a flash in the pan."
Lin Xin's eyes were clear and hazy for a while, as if he understood something, but at the same time he seemed to understand nothing.
He smiled softly at Xiao Lingling, and then led her slowly into his yard in front of everyone.
The big tree in the yard disappeared without a trace, leaving only fallen leaves and snow on the ground.
Standing in front of the big tree, Lin Xin looked up at the empty place.
Close your eyes.
Open it again.
The big tree is still standing in its original position. The green pines are still standing tall with lush branches and leaves.
"Lingling, look, aren't you doing well?" He said with a smile.
There was no sound behind him.
There was a flash of flowers before his eyes, and the big tree disappeared without a trace. He turned around suddenly, and Xiao Lingling was nowhere to be seen.
The cold wind blew by, and for a while the only sound was the rustling of leaves.
A strong sadness continued to surge in his heart, slowly condensing along with the rolling spiritual energy. Lin Xin closed his eyes, and Xiao Lingling appeared again. When he opened his eyes, everything disappeared.
"Haha" he couldn't help laughing.
Hallucinations and reality keep overlapping and repeating, and the eyes are sometimes blurry and sometimes clear.
Blood-red spiritual energy spread unconsciously, and the surrounding flowers, plants and trees seemed to be roasted by flames. They slowly withered and turned black.
As the aura spreads to a larger and larger area, its color gradually turns black.
boom!!
The spiritual energy swept away and exploded, turning into a black vortex, spinning around at high speed with Lin Xin's body as the core.
The people who were looking at him worriedly in the distance were also shocked, and they all retreated away.
Countless leaves, branches and gravel were rolled up by the spiritual energy and revolved around Lin Xin at high speed.
choke!!
The sound of the sword spread, alarming the entire villa.
"Master!" Nan Shunqing flew over from a distance and was shocked when he saw this. "What's going on with this kind of spiritual energy!?"
In another courtyard in the distance.
Lin Duan also slowly walked out of the door and looked at the swirling spiritual energy in the inner courtyard. "Teacher"
She looked down at the half-embroidered flower and bird embroidery in her hand, her eyes also filled with sadness.
Lin Luo slowly walked out of the shadows, looking at the black aura with a silent expression.
"Did you see that?" Lin Zhen appeared behind him, "I really envy my father and mother."
He covered his face with his fan so that no one could see the tear-stained face underneath.
"Aren't you going?" Lin Luo looked back at him.
"So what if I go? In fact, we all know that today is my mother's last day, and only my father is kept in the dark."
Lin Zhen whispered.
"I, Lin Zhen, promised my mother that today only belongs to the two of them."
"Do you know what I promised?" Lin Luo suddenly said. His voice was indifferent and without warmth, but if Lin Dang were here, you could tell that his emotions were extremely depressed at this time.
"You don't have to tell me. I don't want to know." Lin Zhen turned around and put away the fan, "My mother passed away peacefully. We should be happy. What does it look like to look like this in mourning?"
""Lin Luo didn't know how to comfort him.
"I didn't expect that Mr. Fan would be in such a miserable state today." Lin Zhen suddenly couldn't help but laugh, but a little bit of crystal was dripping from his chin. He didn't know it at all.
Bang!
Suddenly, the black spiritual energy in the distance suddenly dissipated.
In the center, Lin Xin is holding a red flower sword. The sword body has turned into a strange pitch black at some point. A red line in the middle extends from the hilt to the tip of the sword. A strong sense of sadness spreads from the blade.
Come.
"Mind Eye Kendo" Lin Xin looked at the sword in his hand and was speechless for a moment. This red flower sword was once named by Xiao Lingling herself. She liked red flowers the most, so she named it the red flower sword. But at this time,
It was like a whirlpool absorbing the black mutated spiritual energy he just had.
The alienated aura of the Heart's Eye Kendo slowly merged with the red flower sword refined with blood and blood. The changes in the red flower sword actually reflected the changes in his body at this moment.
"Love, Heart, Sword." He raised his long sword horizontally. His fingers slowly spread it, and runes slowly lit up on the red flower sword, and a faint red light reflected on his face.
A mysterious and indescribable feeling flashed through his heart. Friendship was like a mirror, reflected in his heart and then reflected on the sword.
"Is this the second level of swordsmanship?"
The painting is like a sword. The red flower sword was unsheathed silently and turned into a red cloud that slowly danced around Lin Xin.
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a few months later
Plum Blossom Sect, Baiyu Cliff
In a dark cave.
An Ying sat quietly next to a large bean lamp. Behind her was a slowly rotating white stone disk with faint and delicate symbol patterns flashing on it. A triangular black crystal was inlaid in the middle.
A trace of black air spread out from the turntable and penetrated into An Ying's mouth and nose from both sides of her body.
"Master"
A girl in red with a ponytail walked out of the darkness and looked at the jade slip in her hand with some concern.
"The news Master wanted for this month has arrived."
"Then why don't you bring it?" An Ying opened her eyes and gave her a stern look.
"But" the girl wanted to say something else, but the jade slip in her hand had already been photographed by An Ying.
After taking the jade slip, An Ying penetrated her consciousness, but her expression was stunned.
The atmosphere in the dark room suddenly solidified.
"Dead?"
With a snap, the jade slip in An Ying's hand exploded into pieces, and a trace of sharp and hateful sword energy slowly filled the air. It was also the intention of the sword.
"Master" Another woman in red also walked out of the darkness and looked at An Ying worriedly.
"Hahaha, it's okay to die." An Ying's face showed hatred, joy, and even more of a trace of pity.
"I couldn't figure it out at the time, why he would choose an ordinary person with completely useless cultivation, but now I understand a little bit" (To be continued...)