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Chapter seven hundred and sixty-eight the night is peaceful, the rain is flying

Chapter 768: Peaceful night, falling rain

The afterglow of the setting sun has long since fallen below the horizon, and the faint silver light fills the five peaks of the Sword God.

In the undulating Sword God Mountain Range, bursts of roars of monsters floated out, and the sound of the wind was endless.

Undoubtedly, the nights in the Jian Shen Mountain Range are the quietest. On a quiet night, the lights are like twinkling stars in the sky.

The lights danced in the wind, and from time to time there were cold shouts and bursts of crying from the five peaks of the Sword God. These chaotic sounds gathered together and blended into the night wind.

A slender figure stood on the top of Luoxia Peak, its gaze passing through the clouds and landing on the Five Sword God Peaks below.

Looking at this peaceful night, Ye Chen raised a smile on his lips and murmured softly: "The tranquility after killing is always intoxicating!"

Hiss! A cluster of Suzaku fire broke through the surrounding darkness, and the figure of the fire unicorn emerged beside Ye Chen, saying in a low voice: "Perhaps it is this kind of peace that people are willing to sacrifice their lives to protect!"

The fire of the red bird danced around, and when the night wind blew, the fire of the red bird also dissipated.

"Maybe! However, a life that is too peaceful is a chronic poison!" Even though he was standing on the top of the mountain, Ye Chen could still smell the pungent smell of blood in the air.

During the day today, after he killed Huang Lingtian, he led the disciples of Sword God Wufeng to kill the man in black with an absolute advantage.

Despite this, the Sword God Sect still paid a lot of price. Fighting meant death, and death meant separation between life and death.

"Although it is poison, people are willing to pursue it. This is why they will protect the Martial God Nebula!" Looking up at the silver moon in the sky, Huo Qilin said: "You said, the moonlight of the earth is different from here.

Is it the same?"

"The moonlight of the earth. The moonlight there is softer than here!" The petals were picked up by the night wind and slowly fell into the night. Ye Chen slightly raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky, "The moonlight here is a bit biting!"

The moonlight tonight is very beautiful, its silvery brilliance spreading everywhere, like a hazy layer of hoarfrost.

"If you were given a choice, choose to stay on Earth or stay here!" The moonlight shone through the figure of the fire unicorn and fell on the rocks.

"Can I choose?" Ye Chen said lightly: "That place is always the past, because there is no place worth remembering there!"

"But, you can get a peaceful life there!" Huo Qilin murmured softly: "People there envy the colorful life here. But people here envy the peaceful life there!"

"Have you heard a sentence?" The night wind messed up Ye Chen's long hair on his forehead, and Ye Chen's eyes as clear as a spring looked particularly bright under the moonlight.

"What are you talking about?" Huo Qilin could feel Ye Chen's inner peace. At this time, Huo Qilin felt like he was in a trance, and Ye Chen's figure seemed to merge with the moonlight.

"You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs." He raised his right hand, and the moonlight slipped from his fingertips. Ye Chen smiled slightly: "You said. We stand here and look at the people below.

Aren’t you just standing down there and watching us!”

"Be at peace with the situation. It seems that you are fully integrated into this world!" The night wind blew in, and the Suzaku fire around the fire unicorn stirred up.

"The bright moon will also be missing, the scenery will not stay, the buildings will be empty when people go, we can't stay too long, there is no place worthy of my nostalgia!" After a pause, Ye Chen said softly: "But here is worthy of my memory.

people!"

Hearing this, Huo Qilin turned around and looked at Ye Chen intently. He suddenly smiled and said, "You will be a good moon god. Really!"

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the Fire Qilin gradually turned into nothingness. Its Suzaku fire was in vain submerged into the Qilin Ring until it disappeared.

After the Suzaku Fire dissipated, the surrounding temperature dropped a lot in vain. Perhaps as the saying goes, it was extremely cold at high places.

Ye Chen took off the wine bottle from his waist, took a sip casually, and murmured softly: "I remember you said that the rising sun and the setting sun are always more touching, because at that moment the sharp edges of the noon melted into a round glow.

Light, and the sword also makes people feel that it can save people. Haha, no matter whether I am the moon god or not, my sword will never change. My sword is persistence. With this persistence, loneliness can be transformed into a row of swan geese.

,Always stick to your persistence, no one can change it!"

Having said this, Ye Chen's eyes seemed to fly across the space and landed on the forest of tombstones.

The night wind slapped the branches, and the hissing sound was heard endlessly, and the pear petals floated down like a rain of snowflakes.

Ye Chen looked into the void with his left hand, and several petals were caught in his hand. In the end, Ye Chen let go of his hand, and the petals flew away with the wind, and finally fell on Xiyue Peak.

Ye Chen's eyes followed the petals, and finally landed on Xiyue Peak. He sighed slightly. Xiyue Peak was still the same, and Luoxia Peak was still the same. Unfortunately, there was a missing figure on Xiyue Peak.

Bathed in the moonlight, Xiyue Peak gives people a hazy feeling, and its soft moonlight reflects on the pear blossoms on the mountain.

The scent of pear blossoms covered up the pungent smell of blood. This scent seemed to cover up the fighting, but the scarlet red on the ground recorded the fighting here.

Suddenly, Ye Chen's figure trembled. At the top of Xiyue Peak, a beautiful figure walked out among the pear petals in the sky and stood on the steep cliff.

The cold wind was enough to blow down the thin figure at any time, and the clothes rustled. Qianchuan Xue seemed to have noticed something, raised her head, and looked at the Luoxia Peak opposite, with a trace of astonishment on her face.

Their eyes met in the moonlight, and for some unknown reason, a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

Raising the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen took another sip of wine and murmured softly: "The moonlight is like water, and the beauty is like jade!"

"Fortunately, you have escaped from the arrangement of fate, and the fate of a royal daughter is not suitable for you!" Ye Chen took another sip, "At least there are people who can not be played by fate!"

As the drunkenness grew stronger, Ye Chen looked at the beautiful figure opposite, but several beautiful figures appeared in front of his eyes, Mu Ye, Li Shiyue, and Lin Zhiyun. They had once resisted fate, but they could never escape the tricks of fate.

The pear petals fell from the charming jade face, and the tender petals were not as good as this snow-like skin. Qianchuan Xueyu raised his fingers, clamped the falling petals, and murmured softly: "Compared to before, you

Even more annoying!"

"But!" Qianchuan Xue raised her head, looked at the figure on Luoxia Peak, and murmured: "Thank you anyway! Haha, only you can say such words when you step into the imperial capital and kill the royal family!"

A smile that could captivate a city bloomed under the moonlight, and the petals all over the sky were eclipsed. The smile came and went suddenly.

A look as indifferent as water flooded into Qianchuan Xue's eyes again. Holding the sword, Qian Chuanxue's figure danced under the petals. With the long sword moving, the petals all over the sky flew with the beautiful shadow, and the skirts flew with graceful posture!

"Is this a solo dance you gave me?" Ye Chen murmured softly, with a smile on his lips.

"Although the night wind is cool, it can't take away the heat of summer. If it rains, that will be enough!" The wine slipped from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth and fell on the rocks. In an instant, endless water vapor filled the sky above the five peaks of the Sword God.

condensed.

A bolt of lightning broke through the clouds, and immediately, the heavy rain came in vain. Dense raindrops fell on Ye Chen and Qianchuan Xue, but they ignored them.

The rain knocked down the petals, but Qianchuan Xue's figure was still beating, and Ye Chen's figure was always standing on the rocks.

This sudden heavy rain gathered into a pool of water. The rainwater followed the mountain road from high to low. The flowing rainwater washed the scarlet red on the ground. After death, there was a new life, and the rocks once again revealed their original blue-gray color.

Tick, tick, tick! The sound of raindrops hitting the rocks is endless, and the white air comes out, making the mountain peaks shrouded in white air look even more hazy.

A figure walked out of the rain, and its snow-like white hair was wet by the rain. This figure took the wine bottle in Ye Chen's hand, took a sip, and said softly: "I have to go back, otherwise she will be lonely!

"

Turning around to look at Mu Chen, whose eyes were still empty, Ye Chen took the wine bottle from Mu Chen's hand, took a sip and said, "Yeah!"

Suddenly, a cluster of blooming lilac flowers appeared in Ye Chen's hands, and the rain turned into white mist before the petals fell off.

Handing the lilac flowers to Mu Chen, Ye Chen looked at the direction of the Ye family and said softly: "When I went up to the peak, I realized that it was already the season for lilac flowers to bloom, so I picked some!"

Turning around, Ye Chen continued to look at Xiyue Peak and said, "I'll stay here for a while, and I'll go back after a while!"

After taking the flower, Mu Chen responded softly and disappeared into the heavy rain. In the heavy rain, a long rainbow passed across the sky and disappeared into the clouds.

The pounding rain is still heavy, but the two figures are still the same, one figure is dancing, and the other figure is stopping to watch. These two figures merge into this sudden rain.

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