The top of the snow peak was eerily quiet. As the fairy in yellow skirt waved her sleeves, not only was the snow all over the ground, but also the flying snow all over the sky was swept away.
There is no more wind and snow on the top of the mountain, no external interference, and the surrounding sky is pure white. The fairy in the yellow skirt rolled up her big sleeves and folded her hands, leaning in mid-air boredly, squinting her eyes lazily.
, not minding his undisciplined appearance.
Only the slightly narrowed eyes with beautiful eyes were quietly observing the self-struggle of the young man in front of him. The aura around Xi Huan's body at this moment was very messy. The source of this undercurrent of turbulent and mixed energy was actually the release of the young man's inner emotions.
Obviously, facing the two choices presented by the Fairy in the Yellow Skirt, Xi Huan fell into a very difficult situation. The temptation of the first choice was too strong. With the promise of Sword Ancestor, this guarantee was better than Honghu Mountain.
Guan once promised to Jin Rongzheng about giving Jinlu spiritual roots to practice up the mountain. The two are not the same.
The fairy in the yellow skirt is right. Opportunities in the world are like running water, and the passing of people is like a man. If you miss it, you will miss it. There are many stars in the past, but only a few have fallen over the past ten thousand years. If you miss the present, let him rely on the wisdom of a mortal
How can we survive hundreds of years and thousands of years to fight for the next star that is so far away?
"I..." Xi Huan rubbed his face fiercely, as if he was kneading his head full of confusing and tangled thoughts into a ball. On the snow in front of his toes, snow pits as big as beans appeared.
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"I want to practice swordsmanship... I don't want to stand behind others all the time, and I don't even have the strength to protect Yue'er and the others when facing all kinds of opponents... I don't want Hua Sheng and the others to take risks anymore.
Yes, no one said it, but I know that every time I draw a sword, it means someone lives or someone dies... If at the beginning I was willing to be the swordsmith of all the sword ancestors, then when I embarked on this new path, it was
In order to protect the people around me from harm, what am I trying to do now?"
The young man's tightly clenched hands were placed in front of him, and his head had been lowered, not wanting the fairy in the yellow skirt to see her current appearance. He took a deep breath and raised his red eyes, staring at the figure in the yellow skirt with his twinkling eyes and said: "
But Senior Fairy... I can't do it. Yue'er and the others are my important people. As long as they are by my side, even if I know it is very dangerous to go south this time, I will still feel that we can do it. Even if
But every time I look up and see their backs, I feel very at ease. Along the way, I have experienced ups and downs and sacrifices. If my original intention is to protect those important people around me, then Senior Rakshasa Moving Mountains
What is it again?"
The fairy in yellow skirt was stunned, even she didn't know how to answer.
The young man who already had the answer in his mind looked to the southeast, where it was still completely white, and not even a faint shadow of a solitary peak could be seen. Xi Huan muttered like a god flying out of the sky: "Actually, I remember it very clearly every time, from the first
From the first sword-throwing meeting to the present, no one has won three swords once, or no one has won more than three swords once, and a total of five times have been won by one sword. I don’t mean to bury the blame for the sword ancestors’ stinginess and harshness, but Senior Rakshasa every time
The votes are clearly listed, so I remember it in my heart. No matter what the reason is, I only know that he is good to me. "
A look of surprise appeared on the face of the fairy in yellow skirt. She didn't expect that Xi Huan would remember it so clearly. Even she had forgotten the few times when she threw her sword to discuss things. She couldn't blame her for forgetting things.
, it is true that the intervals between each sword-throwing meeting are too long, like the recent three consecutive times of using the power of the mountain-moving Rakshasa dharma body, it is still rare for the first time after going down the mountain and truly entering the world.
Returning to the topic, Xi Huan wiped his eyes hard, and the complicated thoughts in his heart suddenly became clearer: "So the mountain-moving Rakshasa is also an old man I want to protect. If it is for his own selfish desires today, I choose to stand by and let him
If you self-destruct, then your original intention of becoming a caster should also be betrayed? Senior Fairy, I cannot carry my conscience to build that Immortal Tower, even if it means that I will spend most of my life unable to meet the next opportunity.
I don’t want to have an uneasy conscience and be ashamed of my seniors for the rest of my life.”
The Fairy in the Yellow Dress was a little stunned when she faced Xi Huan's answer. There was only an imperceptible smile hidden deep in her eyes. She turned around in the air helplessly and tiredly, and sighed sadly: "I have no conscience.
Doing things is much easier than having a conscience."
The young man smiled and said nothing, no longer swayed by the fairy in yellow skirt's insinuations, and said calmly: "Those who appreciate kindness only seek truth and freedom."
The young man in front of him also wanted to transform into a real grown-up compared to the child in his memory. The fairy in the yellow skirt suddenly came up with this idea, because she had been taken care of by the mountain-moving Rakshasa before. In fact, the sword ancestor and the young man
The only chance to meet was the few times when we met by throwing swords for discussion. So every time we met, it seemed that there was a little change from the last time. Even the last time Nanhuai made a move, a quick glance in the distance, and the boy we met today was slightly longer.
A little taller. But Xihuan still feels like he was just a child with a simple mind as he did when he first entered the mountains.
The fairy in the yellow skirt did not show her joy. She still had a look of indifference on her cold face. She said disdainfully to the young man's reply: "What a stupid decision. I can already foresee how miserable your end will be."
Xi Huan changed his attitude and immediately said with a flattering smile: "Senior Fairy, you must have a way to use that meteor to rescue Senior Rakshasa, right?"
The fairy in yellow skirt turned a deaf ear and deliberately turned her head to look around and said, "Why is there a corpse talking?"
Xi Huan saw that the old ancestor in front of him looked a little angry, and he couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. He deliberately tried to persuade him: "Senior Fairy, who is beautiful and immortal, I'm begging you. I, this junior, can't do anything with my own strength alone."
Even if I shake a big tree, only you, the omniscient and omnipotent one, can help me think of a way?"
The fairy in the yellow skirt was still a little sullen. She pinched her ears and said, "I seem to be able to hear it more clearly this time. But I'm curious, how beautiful is that fairy?"
The young man found it really funny that she was so arrogant and knowingly asked questions. She, an old swordsman, actually asked him such a question as a mortal on this earth. Naturally, it was clear what the woman wanted to hear. It was just that there was something else that Xi Huan could not see.
On one side of her face, the fairy in yellow skirt could not help but smile.
Xi Huan said without hesitation: "Before today, I have never seen the beauty of a fairy in the sky. But when I saw the senior fairy today, I knew clearly that if there is a fairy in the sky, it must be based on the beautiful face of the senior.
Come, this junior is really grateful to be able to see the true face of senior, but forget about my little wish to have a glimpse of the immortals."
The words of praise without restraint made the ears of the fairy, who was wearing a goose-yellow fairy dress, turn red. The fairy snorted pretending to be angry, and then turned around, no longer willing to face Xi Huan.
, he did not forget to say with disdain: "Do you need to tell the truth? Senior, of course I know my own beauty! You have learned a lot of sweet talk after coming down the mountain. If that girl Yuekui hears it, you will inevitably bury the blame.
Frivolous temper!"
Xihuan's face remained calm and his heart did not beat. He had a wronged expression on his face and said: "Senior Fairy, you really misunderstood me. I'm just telling the truth. I have never seen the grace of an immortal in the sky. That's why I'm here today."
I am astonished by the splendor of my seniors. If I have offended you, senior fairy, I would like to apologize to you here."
Another flattering speech, but it was said with such sincerity that even the fairy in the yellow skirt mistakenly thought that she had really wronged this boy. But when she turned around and saw the slightly raised corners of her mouth, the fairy in the yellow skirt immediately thought that she had wronged this boy.
He waved his sleeves in anger, and before Xi Huan could see clearly what was happening in front of him, he rolled several dozen feet away.
Fortunately, the snow was soft, but it looked like it was rolling violently. The young man patted the snow on his body and stood up again. The fairy in the yellow skirt in the distance said in a bad tone: "Okay, you! Even our ancestors know how to tease you! I think you are alive if you are so bold."
Tired of it!"
As she spoke, she rose tens of feet taller and was about to disappear and return to her own sword peak. Xi Huan hurriedly ran forward anxiously and shouted: "Senior Fairy! That...
How to specify one or two methods?"
From a long distance away, Xi Huan felt a little embarrassed. He saw that the fairy in the yellow skirt still showed no sign of stopping, but turned to look at him. Her beautiful almond eyes blinked meaningfully, and for a moment, her breath was as bright as clouds.
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Seeing that the figure of the fairy in yellow skirt began to disappear, the other party suddenly seemed to remember something. The figure that was about to disappear stopped halfway and waved slightly to signal Xi Huan to come forward. The young man saw the beautiful jade hand gently tapping on it as if it had been carefully carved.
On her pointed chin, the fairy in yellow skirt said thoughtfully: "Oh, by the way, don't always call me Senior Fairy. You can call me...Senior Ray."
"Senior Ray?" Xi Huan subconsciously repeated it. Hearing the words, the other party immediately let out a joyful sigh, threw an object to the young man, and said with satisfaction: "I gave it to you, go away!"
After saying that, he disappeared in an instant. Xi Huan glanced at the empty snow peak, which suddenly changed back to its deserted appearance. Then he looked at the object dropped by the fairy named Senior Ray just now. It turned out to be the flower that had been surrounding it all the time.
The woman is surrounded by sword-petaled lotuses.
Xi Huan cautiously raised his head and looked around, then quietly held the sword lotus in front of him, and smelled it carefully to make sure there was no foot odor, and then the young man safely put it into his sleeve.
"Pa!" A crisp slap sounded on the snow, and the boy screamed. He felt a burning pain on his right side of his face and looked around warily, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Senior, me!" The fairy in the yellow skirt in the dark didn't seem to give him a chance to defend himself. The young man only felt a powerful kick coming from his waist. Under the severe pain, the world turned upside down and he was kicked out.
This secret land of snow peaks.
On the top of the completely empty snow peak, the red-faced fairy in yellow skirt reappeared, patting her chest that was rising and falling with anger. The woman glanced at the open space where the boy was kicked out, and seemed to still feel
Not feeling relieved enough, I secretly vowed to be more aggressive next time we meet.
Then the expression of Senior Ray, who had an annoyed look on his face, suddenly changed, and he returned to his ruthless and indifferent attitude. He walked to the patch of snow where Xi Huan first knelt down, and stared at the still obvious snow pit in silence for a long time.
Around the snow peaks behind him, one after another Sword Peak figures emerged quietly. Senior Ray turned his head and looked at the other people who had not shown up, and said politely: "What are you looking at! I didn't ask him to
Choose the latter! Is it wrong to marry someone who is kind to someone who was raised by someone else?"
As if feeling the overwhelming anger of the fairy in yellow skirt, she was about to curse like a shrew, and the lone figure of the sword peak began to disappear one after another.
Soon all the Sword Ancestors retreated. Senior Ray took a look at the pit marks at his feet. I don't know when the sky started to snow again, and it wouldn't be long before the snow-covered peaks would return to a scene of deep snow.
The fairy in yellow skirt stepped a little further, and her figure also disappeared on the top of the snow peak.