"Name, what is that?" Ye Shaohan murmured. There were not many things he could understand, and too many memories were sealed.
Regarding Ye Shaohan's question, Xiao Luoxue smiled and said nothing, but there was a hint of expectation in her eyes.
Seeing this, Wang You sighed helplessly, he was such a ignorant guy.
"Let's go have a drink!" Wang You took Ye Shaohan's hand, smiled heartily, and pulled Ye Shaohan out of the courtyard regardless of whether Ye Shaohan wanted to or not.
Looking at the two people leaving, Xiao Luoxue smiled gently, and then sighed slightly: "He is so ignorant of style, no matter it is because of this, he is Ye Shaohan!"
The autumn wind rolls up the dead leaves all over the ground, and the dead leaves flying in the wind get intertwined and float into the distance.
"This feels so good!" Xiao Luoxue whispered, with a nice smile hanging on the corner of her mouth.
Blue sky and white clouds, thin riverside, dark and fragrant grass.
On a starry night, Ye Shaohan rarely practiced his sword, but took Xiao Luoxue's hand and ran towards Huacheng.
The blooming daisies are swaying in the wind. If you close your eyes, you can easily smell the bright scent.
The snuggled fingertips, the two tufts of white hair, the swaying figure.
The blood-colored moonlight rendered the daisies a blood-red color. Ye Shaohan pulled Xiao Luoxue and walked on the empty street.
In the past, the flower streets of Huacheng were very lively, especially the daisies blooming on both sides, which attracted many young people.
However, today, this flower street is too quiet, with only the sound of petals falling to the ground.
Xiao Luoxue frowned slightly and looked at the sharp attic around her with some vigilance.
Ye Shaohan noticed Xiao Luoxue's change, smiled gently, and gently squeezed Xiao Luoxue's palm with his right hand.
With his white hair swaying in the wind, Ye Shaohan pulled Xiao Luoxue towards the end of Flower Street.
At the end, countless kinds of flowers are spread out, and stepping into it feels like being in a flower bush.
Xiao Luoxue walked softly, fearing that she would step on the flowers under her feet.
And at this moment, a bright firework bloomed in the sky above Huacheng.
Although the fireworks were short-lived, they illuminated Ye Shaohan's face and his eyes as bright as stars in an instant.
Under Xiao Luoxue's stunned gaze, Ye Shaohan took a step forward, turned around, bent down, took Xiao Luoxue's hand, and chuckled: "Xiao Luoxue, you are my woman, then you must marry me today!"
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Bang bang! The fireworks became more and more brilliant, lighting up the entire sky.
Wang You suddenly appeared on the street and shouted loudly: "Marry him!"
"Marry him!" A series of neat shouts resounded in the surrounding attics in vain. As the lights flickered, a famous warrior appeared in the attic and on both sides of the street.
"Marry him!" The shouts circled around Xiao Luoxue's ears. His eyes rolled over the ripples of time. Xiao Luoxue suddenly chuckled. He knew that this must be planned by Wang You. Ye Shaohan, a blockhead, would never do this.
Such style.
Despite this, a few tears still rolled in the corners of Xiao Luoxue's eyes.
"Yeah!" Xiao Luoxue smiled politely, her face faded, but this smile involved thousands of emotions.
Ye Shaohan chuckled and held Xiao Luoxue's hand tightly. There was a burst of cheers from the surrounding streets. In this small town, under the witness of warriors all over the city, a simple and plain wedding gradually began.
On this day, the hunters who went out of the city to hunt monsters came back early. Lanterns were decorated everywhere, and the rich aroma of wine filled the flower city.
Swordsmen hold swords and hover on the edge of life and death. The swords in their hands are ruthless, but people have feelings.
For nearly ten years, Ye Shaohan and Xiao Luoxue have become part of this small town and are inseparable.
Children with horn braids shuttled among the crowd. With the blessings of the city's warriors, Ye Shaohan rarely changed into a brand-new white clothes, with a hemp rope tied around his hair full of silver.
White hair was swaying in the wind, Ye Shaohan supported Xiao Luoxue, and the two of them staggered toward the courtyard.
There is a courtyard, a peach tree, a stone chair, and a thatched hut. Under the soft moonlight, a few snowflakes are falling from the sky, and the snowflakes gradually drown the figures of Ye Shaohan and Xiao Luoxue.
The lights were swaying in the wind and snow. Wang held the falling snowflakes with his right hand and looked towards the courtyard in the distance with a smile: "The snow came a bit early this year, but it is more beautiful than in previous years and not as harsh as the previous years."
Feel!"
Hearing this, Yusong said drunkenly: "Wangtou, even madmen have wives, it's time for you to find one too!"
"Mother-in-law?" Wang You shook his head, with a confused look in his eyes. In recent days, he has experienced that kind of dream again, and it has become clearer and clearer. "Am I the dragon in the dream, or am I Wang You from Huacheng?"
The confusion in Wang You's eyes became thicker and thicker, until finally he fell into that trance again.
It wasn't until Yu Song woke up Wang You that Wang You realized what he was doing, smiled awkwardly, and said, "Let's go! Today is the madman's day, and I'm going to get drunk."
The blood moon is gentle, flowing over the small town. Looking up from a distance, the small town seems to be covered with a layer of blood-colored gauze.
Time is silent, like quicksand at the fingertips, passing quietly. It’s summer again, and although the ordinary life is boring, the warmth brought by the ordinary is intoxicating.
In the tenth year, Xiao Luoxue's figure became thinner and thinner. The vitality in her body was like that of Ye Shaohan back then. She could no longer use her secret skills to transfer the vitality to Ye Shaohan.
Sparse spiritual energy was circulating in Xiao Luoxue's body. Xiao Luoxue had just taken a few steps, when her figure began to shake violently and staggered.
Under the night cover, the moonlight was faint, frogs were croaking, and occasionally there was a burst of laughter, accompanied by children playing and playing.
The falling petals were shattered all over the ground, and Ye Shaohan danced in the courtyard with his sword, although every sword was weak.
Xiao Luoxue held her chin with both hands and stared at Ye Shaohan who was dancing the sword. Ten years later, he still couldn't remember the past.
At the end of the horizon, a slender figure gradually emerged. Her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders. Under the moonlight, her pale face looked even more eye-catching.
The young man raised his head, his eyes fell on the petals flying in the sky, and murmured softly: "It's a beautiful small town, cough!"
With gentle steps, the young man walked towards the Flower City. His figure was extremely thin, like petals swaying in the wind, which could be blown away at any time.
"Fudai, it's been a long time, cough!" the young man whispered, his eyes falling on the dancing figure in the courtyard, "It's just that, Wu Dai, you have changed a lot."
In the courtyard, Xiao Luoxue's figure suddenly trembled, her withered yellow hands immediately grabbed the sword on the stone table, and she looked out of the courtyard with a fearful expression, wearing a green shirt.
"Ahem, not only have the five generations changed a lot, but you, Xiao Luo, have also changed a lot. Your appearance is no longer the same, and your youth has been lost. Ahem!" The cool summer wind blows against his face, bringing with it the unique atmosphere of the Flower City, and the young man's face becomes more and more complex.
Pale.
Weak spiritual energy flowed through her fingertips. Xiao Luoxue stood up. All the petals in the courtyard were strangely still in the void, and a sense of solemnity filled the air.
"You are still as vigilant as before. I just came to see Wu Dai. I have no ill intentions, ahem." The young man smiled and clamped the petals still in the void with his sword fingers.
"Besides, you can't stop my sword now. You know this better than anyone else, cough!" The petals fell from the young man's fingertips, bringing up a beautiful sword light. The sword energy filled the air, and the petals turned into fragments and scattered.
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"Sword God Luo Rui!" Xiao Luoxue whispered, her weak spiritual energy flowing out of her body crazily. On a hot summer day, flakes of snow fell under the night sky.
The petals still in the void have condensed with a layer of frost, which is crystal clear and brings a chilling feeling.
When the sword stopped, Ye Shaohan turned around and looked at the young man in the distance with a blank look in his eyes: "Sword God Luo Rui
"A very familiar name, really familiar, but I can't remember who he is!" Ye Shaohan murmured to himself, raising his sword again: "But I only know that no one can touch my woman!"
"Ahem!" Luo Rui coughed out, with a helpless smile at the corner of his mouth: "Today's Wu Dai and Xiao Luo, you can't stop my sword, but I have no intention of using it, cough cough."
Luo Rui shook his head and walked toward the courtyard. As soon as his steps fell, the flowers that were still in the void began to fall again. The snow and the chilling aura dissipated with Luo Rui's step, but his steps were still so gentle.
Luo Rui closed his eyes slightly, stood there and counted his breath, and then said: "It's a beautiful voice. The prince likes to listen to the snow, but I prefer to listen to the flowers. The breeze blows, and the flower buds gradually bloom with bright vitality in the wind, with a touch of
It has a refreshing fragrance instead of the smell of blood. It feels really good. Ahem, Fifth Generation, I suddenly feel a little envious of you because you have been able to hear the sound of falling flowers for so long!"
Ye Shaohan looked blank, but he was able to listen to Luo Rui's words quietly, "I have met him before, but I can't remember him now. Xiao Luoxue said that I have forgotten the whole world!"
Luo Rui opened his eyes and held the falling petals with his right hand. His right hand was still so slender and pale. Who would have known that it was a hand holding a knife.
The thin petals crossed Luo Rui's fingertips, and Luo Rui walked forward.
Xiao Luoxue's eyes became extremely sharp and she stared straight at Luo Rui. She was wary of Luo Rui and his ubiquitous sword. His sword was always used.
A pair of old hands held Xiao Luoxue's hand. Xiao Luoxue turned around and met Ye Shaohan's gaze. Ye Shaohan shook his head slightly, "He's right, he won't use the knife because he doesn't have killing intent!"
Ye Shaohan once understood the rules of killing. Although he has forgotten the past, his instinct is still there. Hearing this, Xiao Luoxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief and dropped his sword slightly. As Luo Rui said, neither she nor Ye Shaohan can stop Luo Rui.
knife.
The petals were piled all over the stone table, and a jug of wine was placed on the stone table. This was the wine Wang You left yesterday. The faint fragrance of the wine still filled the air.
Luo Rui sat down naturally, pointed at the wine bottle, and chuckled: "Wudai, I wonder if I can have a few drinks with you?"
Xiao Luoxue couldn't see through this flower-like man. Luo Rui was like the fluttering petals, fluttering and flickering.