The rain was pouring down in the south of the Yangtze River, and the willows were hanging silently on the purple road. It had been many days since I had seen such a heavy rain. The rich man leaning against the window was slightly dazed, looking at it in trance.
The wind blew by and brought up a low whine, and the mellow sound suddenly stopped in my ears.
"How can the Master of Huayu Hall be so vicious when he is not guarding the Master of Purple Sleeve Hall?" The bamboo fan swayed gently to blow up the refreshing cool breeze, and the white bamboo cave was swaying, and the eyes were enchanting.
The man didn't care. He turned his head to the side and smiled softly.
"Have you known about Hongxian for a long time?" Hua Yu said calmly.
"I know, but it's not a few days earlier than you." The well-maintained green-white fingertips slowly pushed Dong Xiao away, "I was hesitating whether to tell the Pavilion Master, and I was sent away by you. Master Huayu quickly
It's so fast, I can't help but admire it."
"If she doesn't leave, you won't tell her."
Mr. Xianggong of Gusu has been famous in the world for hundreds of years. The man in his thirties is naturally not the same person as before, but he is consistent in sitting on the sidelines and watching the wind blow, without being tainted in the slightest.
After more than a year in Poyue Pavilion, Xianggong Gusu still maintained a state of independence and aloofness. The children in the pavilion did not trust him, and neither did Hua Yu.
On the other hand, it seems that he doesn't need to trust anyone, he just needs to be by Wei Moyan's side.
"It doesn't matter whether I say it or not. Don't you, Senior Wuya and Hall Master Huayu, not want her to appear? Otherwise, you wouldn't be in a hurry to send her away from Lanling. Besides, the master of the hall has decided to fight with the Purple Sleeve Hall.
The master has made a good relationship for a hundred years, and there is no point in her staying, so she might as well just disappear."
"I sent her away. I will be responsible for anything that happens. I don't want anyone else to know about this before the wedding." After leaving a warning, the deputy head of Ziwei Hall, who was not used to contact with others, turned around.
After leaving, the calm-looking man behind him put away his bamboo fan, his smile unchanged.
Being secretive was Hua Yu's only comment on Gusu Xianggong. No one knew about sending Hongxian to southern Xinjiang, but he seemed to have known about it for a long time. His powerful ears and eyes alone were enough to make people wary.
If you want Zi Xiu to go to the end with peace of mind, you must ensure that he remains silent. This is the purpose of Hua Yu's trip.
"Four months ago, the new leader of the Vulcan Sect was established. He killed the guardians and dismissed the ten witches. He is as powerful and ruthless as the master of the pavilion. For some reason, he attaches great importance to the sacred fire and does not allow anyone to approach it - didn't you hear?" Hua Yu
After leaving for a long time, the enchanting man propped up his chin with a fan and said to himself, with the corners of his lips waving: "Forget it if you didn't hear her. Maybe this time, she will really disappear forever."
Those who write history must not trespass on the current situation. It is a taboo to become a subordinate of Poyue Pavilion. He must suppress his own thoughts and ideas and just be a passer-by who looks at the situation indifferently.
Although, he didn't want to see those two people separated forever.
Travelers from all over the world can't see you without seeing Lanling. Is it because he is not a martial artist, so he values things beyond the world? Otherwise, why would he want to see those things more than the integrity and honor mentioned by the old man Wuya?
How does a person change from a human to a demon, and from a demon to a human?
If Hongxian dies, that person will no longer have to dwell on the vicissitudes of life. The country will be stained with blood, burned into the sea, and there will no longer be a "person" like Wei Moyan in the world.
————————————————————————————The stars are vast and the moon hangs in the sky. I wonder if anyone has seen that a certain star on the edge is dimming and dying.
The clear ringtone sounded sweetly, and the two girls standing guard outside the Silent Temple were shocked, with a strange sadness flowing in their eyes.
Is that woman dead? She actually wanted to pollute the holy fire. The leader will definitely not let her go. But it is a pity. Such a brave and persistent person is the most respected by the people in southern Xinjiang, just like the person the leader likes the most.
"Clean it up and don't let her die. Ali is very picky." The leader of the Vulcan Sect, who never looked happy, was still sitting on the wide carved chair in front of the obsidian wall. He didn't seem to make any move except for his broad robe falling to the ground. However,
The woman who stood tenaciously just a moment ago was now silent and bleeding on the cold ground.
The girl in blue hesitated slightly, and her voice was as weak as a mosquito: "Master, she can still be saved..."
"You want to save her?" Another ringing sound came, "Didn't you just shout that you wanted to kill her?"
"It's the leader who didn't want her to die, but he wanted to blame us." Seeing the embarrassment on the sisters' faces, the girl in green clothes couldn't help but speak.
A warm smile appeared on Ning He's face, and he was as compassionate as a god looking down at the common people. He looked as if the person who was instantly killed was someone else and had nothing to do with him.
He really didn't want Xia Qingluan to die. He once watched his loved one who was very similar to her character leave. Now, another woman as proud as a snow lotus is about to die. For him, it will inevitably bring back memories of the past, which is quite emotional.
Silent chat.
Unfortunately, she is too stubborn. She can be forgiven as long as she no longer wants to fight the Holy Fire. He has given in so far but she is still stubborn and refuses to give up. This ending is her own choice.
The blood-red figure lay exhausted on the ground, with a sticky dark red on the chest and shoulders spreading quietly to the ground, and it seemed that he was no longer alive.
"Is it for Wei Moyan?" The leader of the Vulcan Sect, who was holding Sensen's skull, bent down, and his pure white hair without any dust crossed his clothes and fell on the thin body that was gradually losing its warmth.
The dying woman did not answer. Instead, she stretched out her hand with all her remaining strength and pressed a clear blood mark on the ground in front of her. Her heavy and exhausted body moved forward little by little with little force. What she looked at with dim eyes was still the tall and solid body.
, a black wall that is impossible to climb over.
"Is that your obsession?" He was a little confused.
From the beginning to the end, she never said who she came for. When he said the name, it was obvious that her shoulders were shaking slightly.
Before he could become the supreme saint of the Vulcan Cult, he had heard about the distant Zhongzhou, and heard the legend of a pair of people in Zhongzhou's martial arts community who were born with a dragon and a phoenix. Unfortunately, it was ultimately the result of betrayal.
She left without saying goodbye on her wedding day. After that, Wei Moyan almost mercilessly slaughtered the sect and turned the Zhongzhou Wulin into a terrifying sea of blood. He conquered the world for one person. The leader of the martial arts alliance, who was astonishingly talented and gorgeous and swallowed up mountains and rivers, was so affectionate.
This has always impressed the leader of the Vulcan Cult whom he has never met.
He was also so crazy about someone.
"Why? You left him in the past, but now he has forgotten you. Why should you risk your life for him if we hate each other?"
The woman who dragged out the long blood trail was so weak that she couldn't speak a word. The undead soul was mourning. He could hear countless ghosts crying for their lives, and he could also hear her intermittently whispering.
It was calling the name of the dragon among men.
She was still thinking about that person, looking forward to the illusion in her blurred eyes, even though at this time a happy wedding that had nothing to do with her was being prepared for in a distant place.
A prosperous and prosperous era, a broken mountains and rivers, who remembers and who forgets.
Suddenly, he wanted to know everything about that timeless and infatuated love. Just think of it as a way to kill the boring years. When he was with Ali in the dead of night, he could tell her about other people's joys and sorrows, life and death. Maybe, she who likes to listen to stories would also
The chuckle was as calm and clean as in childhood memories.
The cold ground eroded her body temperature, and Xia Qingluan couldn't control her eyes that were gradually blurring. The steady and thick voice in her ears seemed to be asking her something, but she couldn't hear even half of the sentence clearly.
This was not the first time she faced Huangquan Wangchuan. She couldn't even remember how many times she had fallen between life and death. Every time she thought the end of the song had come, she struggled to stand up from a glimmer of hope.
I'm tired and want to let go and sleep, but I can't let go of my last wish.
He closed his eyes heavily, his eyebrows feeling cold.
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