Ten miles outside Luoyang City, there is a silvery landscape. The grass is green through the snow, and the sky and the earth are connected by a vast line. On the top of the distant mountains, there is a lingering green smoke.
Many people recognize that hilltop. General Xiao, who was murdered for his loyalty fifteen years ago and had his whole family executed, is buried there. Although, it is nothing more than a cenotaph.
The white clothes are whiter than the snow, the black hair is falling, and the stunning beauty is very indifferent. It takes half a day to stand in front of the two tombstones.
The tombs of the late father Xiao Shouqiu, the late mother Ruan Qingyan, and the younger brother Xiao Bai.
All her relatives lie under these three feet of loess, forever separated by Yin and Yang.
The area around the tombstone was clean, and the fresh fruits and incense ashes that had not been blown away by the wind showed that people came here every day to clean and pay homage. Apart from her, that was probably the only person who came here. Xia Qingluan waited for most of the time. I just wanted to wait for him to come, and sure enough, in the evening, a figure walked vaguely on the hillside.
Probably because the woman in white clothes was too quiet, the visitor didn't notice her presence until she was very close, and it was too late to turn around and run away.
"Uncle Xiao Qian." Xia Qingluan said calmly without looking back.
The hurried man stopped where he was and buried his head, as if expressing the deepest repentance. He took a deep breath, turned around, and slowly walked to the tombstone to stand side by side with Xia Qingluan.
"That day, perhaps because he was afraid that I would cause trouble, Mr. Wanqi had already put some medicine into my diet, and when I woke up, he was in a grassy field dozens of miles away from Wanqi Mansion. Only later did I hear that Pavilion Master Wei was making a big fuss. The marriage hall forced the young master to——" With a hint of coquettish red pupils, he glanced at the name on the tombstone, and the word "Xiao Bai" deeply hurt Xiao Qian, "Young lady, you asked me to protect the young master, it's me. I neglected my duty, it was me who killed the young master, it was me..."
He slapped her face hard and continued for more than ten times before being stopped by her cold bare hands. Xia Qingluan held her red palms and leaned blankly against Xiao Qian's chest.
When she was a child, when she was unhappy or wronged, she would always cry against him like this, waiting for her gentle uncle to bring out fruit snacks and toys to cheer her up. After so long, even people's hearts have changed, but the warmth in his chest still remains. Same as before.
"Uncle Xiao Qian, if I hadn't insisted on revenge, Xiao Bai would not have been implicated. I was the one who caused his death." The low voice and lonely tone were not at all like the cold and fragile killer in red. Xiao Qian's heart was broken into pieces.
He swore to protect Xia Qingluan from harm, but saw that she was forced to betray herself in exchange for her brother's life; he also promised her to protect Xiao Bai, but he allowed that simple and straightforward child to commit suicide in front of her, tearing her heart and soul apart.
"Young miss, in fact, the young master is the strongest person, and he has no regrets until his death. Doing something for you and protecting you for once is his biggest wish." Holding his thin shoulders gently, Xiao Qian closed his eyes and said, "Let him go in peace. The reluctance and concern of the living are the shackles that prevent the deceased from reincarnation. Maybe he will see the master and his wife there and tell them that you are already the most outstanding Xiao." Children of the family.”
Under the tree in the distance, the corners of vermilion clothes were fluttered by the wind. He turned his head and rubbed his eyes. Xiao Qian supported Xia Qingluan and bowed deeply to the man who was as silent as a stone sculpture.
Let that person protect her for the rest of her life. Even though he hurt her severely, only he can do it.
A gust of wind blew by, blowing down the trees and making them rustle like flowers.
"Uncle Xiao Qian, Luan'er has one last request." He looked back at the old and new tombstones with nostalgia, and finally made up his mind and walked towards the black and silent figure without hesitation, "Go and protect Miss Yun." , that is the last bloodline of the Xiao family."
She didn't know that even the so-called hope in the end was a luxury, and the Xiao family had been cut off.
————————————————————————————Conquer China again.
Half a month later, Poyue Pavilion, which was already the number one organization in the martial arts world, headed north again. Two good horses riding among hundreds of disciples carried black and red figures on their backs. They were so black that they were silent, and their reds were so blazing.
From birth to death, together, they are inseparable. This is the best description of the Luanhuang couple, a dragon and a phoenix among people. They are always side by side, holding hands, with swords in front to open up blood paths, and strings in the back to cut off living beings. They have an innate tacit cooperation.
There is never any mistake, it is as if it was created by heaven and earth.
"Have you ever regretted your decision to stay in Shuangtian Village?" In the small courtyard of Jianzhai, it was still a bit chilly even though it was already March. Wei Moyan wrapped his thin body in his arms with a wind cloak.
"It's you who want to regret it. If you had known that I had no secrets, would you still have taken me away?"
"No." He never lied, especially to her. He breathed lightly, and a cloud of white mist filled the air, which dispersed in an instant. "Although I was a little surprised by your identity at that time, I didn't intend to add any burden. If
Without the mystery, I’m afraid the fate between you and me would have been severed long ago.”
It's great to be done with it. He is still the ruthless, bloodthirsty and indestructible Master of Poyue Pavilion, and there is no obstacle to his unfinished hegemony. But she continues to wander around, spending her whole life with hatred, without hurting anyone. Yun Yi Rong, purple sleeves,
Xiao Bai, Wan Qi Haoyue, Shao Zai, weren't those innocent people harmed enough by her? Perhaps only Wei Moyan, who had the same bloody life as her, could accompany her all the way to the end, die together, and face the monstrous murder together.
Sin is punished by heaven and entered into reincarnation.
Therefore, she will no longer escape.
"By the way, after the Chonghua Sect is eradicated, you can unify the martial arts world. Does the position of alliance leader still need a ceremony?"
It was a rare romantic moment, but she was interrupted alive. Wei Moyan smiled bitterly, took off his wind cloak and put it on her body. He turned around and went back to the stone table under the tree to pour wine and drink alone, and no longer answered her questions.
Xia Qingluan also walked to the side, skillfully poured the empty cup until it was 80% full and put it in his hand: "If you don't want to say it, I won't ask."
"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's just that there are more important things before that."
Donghu, Nanjiang, Baiyue and other areas have been conquered, and only a small area in Jiannan belongs to the Duwang Valley. The other sects experienced a great loss in strength after the battle in Liyou Valley, and now the Chonghua sect has few members, and Xiyingfeng is even more powerful.
If you end up in ruins, what else should you pay so much attention to?
His warm palms touched his face, bringing with it the aroma of wine.
"I have promised to marry you after the Chonghua clan is pacified."
Xia Qingluan was speechless.
Although it was not a rehash of old things, these words were said when she was not very conscious. He was so serious that it was hard for her to respond.
"I don't want to delay it any longer. If I wait one more day, there will be more variables. Isn't it enough to be separated and reunited for more than a year?" Wei Moyan put down the wine glass, holding his face as white as snow with both hands, with a hint of darkness in his dark eyes.
Tired. He had no patience to wait any longer. It was just a quarrel, and she almost got married to another man in front of him. Who knows if there will be another Wanqi Haoyue in the future, and she will be forced to do so again?
He is extreme, either love or hate, either life or death.
"Qingluan, I said, even if it is the world's common people, if you want it, I will not hesitate to stain the mountains and rivers with blood to serve it for you. If God stops me, I will kill the God, if it is the punishment of God, I will defy heaven. But -
"The lips smelling of wine fell between his eyebrows, making Xia Qingluan couldn't help but wonder if he was drunk for a rare occasion, but his eyes were clearly calm and deep, more serious than ever, "If you run away again, I will really