On the way to Wucheng, Xiaoyao was thinking about future plans.
Today's great fantasy has successfully entered the era of martial arts, with various sects emerging at all levels. The era in which individual players dominated the past has passed. In the future, there will be more shining new stars, and players who cannot keep up with the times will eventually
Passed away in the trend of the times.
Every master is thinking about the path to take in the future.
Xiaoyao is also one of them.
Class, skill, and equipment are all factors on a player's ladder to success, and skill is undoubtedly the most important one. In this regard, Xiaoyao is at the top but has not reached the top level. At least, when he reaches
These are all things he must think about before practicing Xuan-level skills at the second level. The strong will win, and the losers will retreat. This is the eternal pursuit of the great fantasy. No player can be an exception. Even if he is as strong as the negative swordsman or the king of heaven,
The same is true.
Xiaoyao never thinks that he is born lucky.
Whether it is Tianshang or the skills he possesses now, they are all the results of his hard work. In the future, in order to keep from being eliminated by the world, everything about him needs to catch up with the times.
"Ding."
The information prompt was flashing, and Xiaoyao woke up suddenly.
While meditating, time passed very quickly, and before I knew it, I had arrived at the foot of Shangwu Mountain. A familiar name jumped on the information panel, and Xiaoyao pulled it out in confusion.
"Xiaoyao, something is wrong with Canglang. He has locked himself in his room since he returned to Shicheng and has not come out for two days. No matter how we try to persuade him, it is of no use. He seems to be in a very low mood. Please come and take a look."
The information was sent by Ye Shisan.
Xiaoyao was slightly startled.
Two days ago, Cang Lang fought Master Zizhu. He had already noticed that something was wrong, but he did not go into it. After that, his mood became relatively calm, but he did not want this to happen suddenly. The complexity of that day, the sadness of that day were all the same.
As soon as this flashed through Xiaoyao's mind, he stopped as he prepared to set foot on Shangwu Mountain, turned around and stepped onto the carriage back to Luoshi City again.
…
Falling Rock City.
When Xiaoyao arrived at Luoshi City, Ye Shisan, Quanshui and the others immediately pulled him anxiously to see Hanxiang Pavilion and rushed to a quiet courtyard in just ten minutes.
At this time, many Hanxiang Pavilion players were already standing in the courtyard, many of whom were familiar to Xiaoyao. They all had worries on their faces, and when they saw Xiaoyao coming, they all hoped that he could persuade Canglang.
"Let me try."
Xiaoyao's expression was slightly heavy. He could imagine that Canglang's anomaly had caused concern among these brothers who had a close relationship with him, otherwise they wouldn't have dragged him over.
"good."
Everyone nodded and expressed hope.
Xiaoyao nodded slightly and went straight to the door and knocked. The room was so peaceful that everyone present felt deeply depressed.
"Canglang, I am Xiaoyao."
After the calm voice entered the wooden door, there was no response for a long time.
Disappointment flashed across the faces of everyone outside the hospital. They thought that Xiaoyao's coming would be able to help, but it seemed that the effect was not as good as expected.
Crunch.
The door suddenly opened a gap.
The crisp voice was like a ray of hope pouring from the sky, and the faces of Ye Shisan and others suddenly burst into inexplicable surprise. They all looked at Xiaoyao, and their hearts were excited in the depression.
There was no light inside the door. Xiaoyao opened the door and saw the wolf sitting quietly beside the bed. Just by looking at it, one could see that the wolf was in a very low mood.
In his hand, he held a bracelet made of straw ropes, intertwined with yellow leaves.
The bracelet is very ordinary.
But Canglang's dazed eyes have been staring at it, as if looking at the deepest memories. In those eyes, Xiaoyao read longing, sadness, unwillingness and hatred.
This look is so similar to that day.
Xiaoyao quietly turned around and locked the door, sitting next to Canglang calmly.
"Brother Xiaoyao."
Cang Lang suddenly spoke, his voice was hoarse and dry, which made Xiaoyao startled. He looked at Cang Lang, his eyes were bloodshot at this moment, and his face looked a little unusually pale. He was still staring at the bracelet on his hand.
, hoarse and forced a smile: "They still invited you over, sorry."
Maybe it was the care that Xiaoyao received from Hanxiang Academy for several months, or maybe it was Xiaoyao's affection for Canglang that day.
Facing Xiaoyao, Canglang finally made his exit.
"You should say this to the brothers of Hanxiang Pavilion outside the door." Xiaoyao sighed calmly: "As long as you stayed inside, they guarded me outside for as long as they did. In the end, they had no way to find me. So, you should say sorry.
It’s not me, but these brothers who worry about you and work hard for you.”
"yes."
Cang Lang's eyes were a little hollow, and he raised his head slightly with a painful expression: "They are my brothers, and I was wrong. I will go out and apologize to them later, but brother Xiaoyao, I feel uncomfortable and painful!"
"I have been holding this in my heart for a long time, but I don't know who I should talk to. They are my brothers, so I don't want to share this pain with them. Brother Xiaoyao, although you and I are about the same age, but in my
In my heart, I am always grateful for your guidance."
"Say it, say it."
Xiaoyao was stunned.
He looked at the wolf silently, suddenly sighed, and stretched out his hand unnaturally to put his arm around the wolf's shoulders: "Actually, I saw something was wrong with you that day in the Purple Bamboo Forest. You can tell me whatever hardships you have.
."
"Brother Xiaoyao."
"I miss her, I miss her so much, I miss her so much!!!" Canglang suddenly hugged his knees and buried his head in tears: "Do you still remember when I left the academy? It was half a year ago, it turned out to be half a year...
…”
Xiaoyao didn't say anything. He nodded and held his arms slightly harder.
"When I left the academy, I was full of fighting spirit. I felt that the world was full of all new things. I lived a fulfilling life every day for the success of tomorrow. That day, I met her in an adventure team, and she was very happy.
Quiet, very considerate, I can't help but be stunned by her kindness and sometimes stupidity."
"Her name is Zi Yan.
"Everyone in the team liked her, and I was no exception, but in the end, she chose me, ha..." When Cang Lang said this, a look of tears or laughter appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Later,
Only then did I realize that she liked me because of my silly way of loving. She said, I look so cute like this."
"One day, two days..."
"As we got together, we had bad feelings with several members of the team because of this matter, and eventually we broke up on bad terms, and she took me to many places. She is very mysterious, but I know what she wants to say.
You will tell me when the time comes. If you don’t want to say anything, even if I ask again, it will not help.”
"She loves to laugh, and she will often laugh with joy because of my silly actions."
"She is very sentimental and often feels inexplicably sad. She wonders whether we will be able to live happily in the future."
"She is very lazy. Even if she just sits in one place and plays with a small ornament, she can play all day long."
"She is very stupid. She is a pure idiot in love. She often worries about whether she is not doing well."
"She was……"
From sentence to sentence, Cang Lang was sometimes sad, sometimes laughing, and sometimes dazed. His heart was completely attracted, tied up, and missed by the girl in his mouth. After two days of sleeplessness, his voice was a little hoarse, and his voice was deep in the room.
It is constantly turning and rippling, but it always carries a deep attachment.
Carefree and silent.
A figure in a white dress could not help but appear in his mind, and he smiled silently: "Where are you again?"
"But!"
Cang Lang's face was suddenly filled with anger and hatred: "One day they came. In the snowy Shangwu Mountain, we climbed high to look at the snow. They stepped on the void and flew from the sky. They wanted to take away the purple smoke and take away the purple smoke.
She was taken away from me forever. They were very strong. I resisted with anger, and my blood spread all over the snow."
"Zi Yan was eventually taken away by them."
"They said that I didn't deserve to be with her. She and I were not from the same world at all."
"I was roaring. They wanted to kill me, but Zi Yan stopped me, but the price was that she followed them back. Why? Why? Why didn't I have the strength to protect her?! Why!!"
My whole body seemed to be trembling at this moment.
Canglang clutched his knees tightly, burying his head in them, crying silently.
turn out to be……
It turns out that Cang Lang's subsequent changes were all due to this incident. Xiaoyao thought of Canglang in Hanxiang Academy. He was a simple and honest boy at that time. Even if he had disputes with others, Xiaoyao would rescue him several times. When they met again, he was...
He has become the dignified master of Hanxiang Pavilion, calm, decisive and powerful.
How much pain would it take to cause such a big change in Canglang?
Pain flashed in Xiaoyao's eyes.
He had experience and could really feel the pain of Canglang at that time, because he remembered that that year, he also watched his parents die tragically in the hands of that person, but he was helpless. It was also from then on.
, he agreed to the conditions of that crazy blood killer.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
"Brother Xiaoyao, I am really unwilling to give in. I told her that I will definitely improve my strength, and I will definitely embark on the path of pursuing her in an upright manner in the future, and protect her by my side."
A bag appeared in Cang Lang's hand, and then he handed it to Xiaoyao: "However, my current strength is still too weak, even an unknown strong man almost snatched it from my hand. I promised Zi Yan that I will definitely do it in the future
Build a purple bamboo forest and live there with her forever."
"It's just that I can't guarantee that I can keep it. I hope Brother Xiaoyao can help me temporarily protect it."
The fragrant purple bamboo breath came out from the bag, but a cold murderous intention suddenly flashed in Xiaoyao's eyes. He looked at Canglang intently, only to realize that there were still several wounds on his body, and one of them was even in the
It flashed and left a very thin mark on his neck.
"Okay! I promise to keep it for you!"
Taking a deep breath, Xiaoyao completely suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and agreed in a deep voice.
Canglang forced a smile.
"Thanks."
…
After coming out of Canglang's room, the setting sun had already set in the west, and the light red makeup shone down from the sky with a lazy luster. Xiaoyao turned around and said a few words to everyone that Canglang was fine, and walked away with everyone looking relaxed.
Stepping out, the coldness appears.
"It seems that someone's hands and feet are very unclean!" Cold murderous intent suddenly appeared in Xiaoyao's eyes. He turned back and took a deep look behind him before striding out.
In the empty room, Cang Lang was still silent in his painful memories.
I don’t know how long
He stood up with a sigh, but his eyes suddenly fell on a book beside the bed. Tears suddenly fell from his eyes, and his body trembled slightly. Inexplicable emotions filled his heart, and he could not calm down for a long time: "Xiaoyao, thank you!"
On the edge of the bed, on the green and yellow book, is Jinghong Sword Technique.
