[Fools coming from nowhere] There is a mountain in the west, named Purgatory, which is deep and dangerous. There is a saying in the rivers and lakes that there is countless gold in the valley, so that everyone in the world is rushing to find it.
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At the beginning of winter, it is already extremely cold in the southwest.
After Ruanyao left Baiyue in advance, she did not return directly to Tianmu Peak, but hurried to Yaocheng. She didn't pay much attention to the scene when she first met Yegu Rong, but when she thought of Xiaoxiang, she had been deceived by him.
Tu wanted to hit someone for no reason in her heart. Although Tu was given to her voluntarily, she still had the intention of fishing for a big fish in the long run. She was already hit when she saw the news on the notice board that day. After thinking about it,
I didn't expect that Ye Gurong turned out to be such a villain.
Counting the time, on the seventh day of the first lunar month of winter, Ruanyao disguised herself and sneaked into the singing and dancing troupe. She carried her pipa and entered the mansion.
During the dinner, everyone was chatting and laughing, tasting the fine wine. Yuyao was sitting by the stage with the team, and she saw Ye Gurong on the main seat from a distance. She smiled coldly and said to herself: Enjoy it, we can do it later.
Dead.
Fortunately, he happened to glance over. Ruiyao immediately lowered his head, hugged Pipa and turned to leave. Yegu Rong stood up in shock, refused to go to the toilet, and ran out in a hurry.
Ruanyao lowered her head and walked through the crowd, quickly heading to a less crowded place. She passed by a piano girl who was also dressed in the same dress. She immediately put the pipa into her arms and said with a smile: "Excuse me."
Ye Gurong watched as he ran. There were so many guests here today. He chased her through several courtyards before he caught her. As expected, what he caught was just the piano girl that Ruyao had given to Pipa before.
Yuyao hid in the dark and sneered quietly, "You have to pay a price for lying to me."
They walked around two more courtyards, one in the dark and one in the dark. When they were in a deserted place, Yuanyao walked out from behind the tree and said, "Are you looking for me?" There was a dagger in her sleeve. As long as he dared to come over, she could teach him how to use it.
Kill.
Ye Gurong didn't know what she was thinking. He only knew that after a few months, he actually saw the woman he had longed for again. He couldn't help but be moved. He almost couldn't help but rush to hug her, but he was afraid of being scared.
She could only care about etiquette, with a smile in her eyes, "I thought I was dazzled, but I didn't expect it was really you. The last time we said goodbye, you left suddenly and didn't leave your address. I thought,
I'll never see you again."
Seeing that his expression didn't look like he was lying, Ruanyao's hand holding the dagger relaxed, her face was still charming, and she squeezed out some tears from her eyes, "I know I don't deserve the general's mercy, so I came to see you today.
, it’s just a farewell.”
Remembering that today was the engagement banquet between him and Xin Liuxiang, Ye Gurong was a little at a loss, fearing that she would misunderstand, "This wedding banquet is just a show, don't take it to heart."
The two had only met for the second time, but they acted like lovers they hadn't seen for a long time, with tenderness in their eyes. Ruiyao wiped away her tears quietly. She didn't know whether Ye Gurong's performance was true or not, so she could only play along.
, "Yu Yao is just an ordinary person. He doesn't know anything about the political affairs. There is no need for the general to explain anything to me." After that, he turned to leave.
"Miss Yu..." He was anxious for a moment, fearing that she would be gone and never see him again. When he reacted, he realized that he had held her hand. Yegurong's heart skipped a beat, and the touch in his hand was soft and cold. It was so wonderful.
The smell of ice flesh and snow bones. This woman is indeed rare in the world, and her beauty is so beautiful that it makes people imagine. Yegurong reacted and hurriedly let go of his hand, "Sorry, forgive me for the offence."
Ju Yao looked at his expressions and movements, and everything showed that Ye Gurong was indeed attracted to her. She smiled secretly and changed her mind. It seemed that she wanted to spare his life.
Her eyes were still weak and innocent, pure and pure, and there was a slight smile on her face, with a hint of shyness, "Brother Rong, I'm really happy to see you again."
Ye Gurong looked at such a lovely person in front of him, and remembered that she came here alone for him, so he worried: "Where are you from, and do you have a place to live now?"
Ruanyao shook her head, "I only joined the music and dance troupe to see you. After today, I have to leave."
Ye Gurong tentatively asked: "Is there anywhere you want to go after?" Seeing her shaking her head, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Then, are you willing to follow me?"
Ruanyao raised her head in shock, and then mist formed in her eyes again, "Brother Rong is kind-hearted, so naturally Ruiyao is willing, even if it means being a maid serving tea and water..."
"No..." Ye Gurong interrupted her and said bluntly: "I'm not a maid..."
Even if the explanation is not clear enough, the meaning is clear enough to outsiders.
Ruiyao pushed the boat along, shedding tears, and the pear blossoms were wet with rain. Even a man couldn't hold back such affection. Yegurong stepped forward and bravely held her in his arms, "I want you to be by my side."
, are you willing to travel together and see all the mountains and rivers?"
Ruoyao nodded and put her arms around his waist.
The two of them made this so-called love right under this roof.
And in the distance, Xin Liuxiang, who was wearing a concubine-colored dress, saw all this. Zhixin was angry: "Princess, I will tell the master and let him deal with this boy properly."
Xin Liuxiang had no expression on his face and said calmly: "No! My marriage to him was originally forced by my father. I don't like him, so why do I care about it."
Zhixin could tell that her princess was definitely not who she said she was.
"Let's go." The two of them walked for a while, and she stopped again, "My dear, I want to change into a dress. This color doesn't seem to suit me very well."
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In the Eastern Continent, there is a place south of the South China Sea. Legend has it that it is the corner of the sky and the sea, the end of the world. But in such a deserted place, there is a sect unknown to the world - Tianmu Peak.
There are layers of rock peaks along the coast, and the ups and downs are seamless. Only such a mountain standing in the sea seems a bit unconventional.
The morning fog was hazy and the sound of waves was calm. On the cliff halfway up Tianmu Peak, a man in Tsing Yi, who was in his mid-twenties, was standing. His delicate face revealed a trace of sickly paleness, and his eyes looking into the distance were firm and persistent.
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Ruanyao slowly walked from the end of the road, put a thick cloak on him, lowered her head and replied, "Master Fuxiang (xun, one sound), Master Xiaoyan is back."
He turned around and said calmly: "I understand."
It has been fifteen years since Yuhua Fuxiang came to Tianmu Peak.
Fifteen years ago, a war broke out in Yuhua Prefecture, and he, who was just nine years old, was also orphaned in the turmoil. He especially remembered that he was living on the streets when he met his master. That god-like man, even though he only glanced at him,
But it has become his only pride in his life.
When he finally came to Tianmu Peak as he wished, he was surprised to find that the power of this sea city was actually comparable to that of the Eight Kingdoms, and its owner was the man he admired, Qianhe.
No one can imagine how desperately a young man pursues his dream.
He hoped that he could become as powerful as Qianhe in the future, so he vowed to become his disciple and learn his kung fu.
He had a naive mentality when he was young, but he had enough courage and persistence.
For six years, practicing day and night, and taking increasingly difficult exams each time became all the memories of my youth.
Huangtian paid off, and six years of hard work finally paid off.
When he was fifteen years old, with his superb martial arts and intelligence, he won seven games in a row, defeated his senior brothers who were several years above him, successfully won the crown, won the appreciation of the city lord, worshiped him, and naturally became the young city lord of Tianmu Peak.
Living alone in the snowy peak, he practiced the art of keeping out the cold. Sadly, God actually played a fatal joke on him at this moment!
Although his physique is not bad, it is not suitable for practicing the cold internal energy. The Cold Warming Technique is originally against the conventional method. Forcibly practicing it will only make the functions of the internal organs decline faster. Nai He refuses to let his wish fail and disappoint the master, so he insists
He has been meditating on profound mental techniques in Xuefeng for a year. During this year, his skills have improved rapidly. He can actually freeze liquid water into the desired form by collecting Qi. No one in the history of Tianmu Peak has been able to collect Qi.
He was able to do this as he pleased! The joy that overwhelmed him made him forget one fact.
Three months later, his neglected body reached its limit. When he woke up, he was already at the foot of the mountain. His master told him that he could no longer practice the Cold War Technique because he was almost useless...
The huge blow almost made him go crazy. He could move three feet forward just a moment ago, so how could he be disabled now? He didn't believe it, but suddenly he found that he couldn't even feel his hands and feet...
He might be really useless...
That was the first time he cried. What he cried was his dream. His seven years of hard work had become a bubble. How could he be willing to do so?
Before leaving Tianmu Peak, his master warned him not to practice the Cold Warming Technique anymore, but he did not mention the abandonment of the young city lord requested by the elders, but he knew that that day would come.
The medical sage's medical skills can really be said to have brought the patient back to life. With a little bit of hope, after half a year of conditioning, he is now able to move freely. Except for the occasional coughing up of blood and the inability to lift his breath, he is still intact as before.
At that time, he thought a lot, such as resigning as the young master of Tianmu Peak, leaving this place, returning to his roots, and returning to Yuhua Prefecture for a visit. Later, he thought about the rigidity of those elders. If he really wanted to leave, in order not to reveal the secrets of Tianmu Peak,
Even if they felt sorry for him, they would at least cut off his meridians and cut out his tongue before agreeing.
He is already a disabled person, so why bother to make things difficult for himself anymore? The only thing he can do is to wait for the master to come back.
Half a year later, when he saw the twelve-year-old boy Qianhe brought back, he probably understood what his master meant...
Tianmu Peak must have a successor after all, but he is no longer qualified.
"His name is Yan Jue. From now on, he will be your junior brother."
That child has clear eyes and is even more outstanding than he was back then.
"Senior Brother Fuxi."
He touched his head and said with a smile: "You must work harder in the future and don't let Master down."
The boy showed a big smile and said loudly: "Yes."
Witnessed by everyone in Tianmu Peak, what was unexpected was that Qian He did not say anything against his words, and it was unclear whether he was out of consideration for him or had other plans.
Afterwards, Qianhe asked him to go to Yunge. Yunge was located under the Qingding Cliff. It was not anyone's residence, but just a pavilion in the sky to watch the sea.
He stood quietly behind Qian He without saying a word. After a while, he could no longer compose his thoughts and said straightly: "Master, you'd better destroy the false reputation of a disciple."
"Oh?" The man in white put one hand behind his back and asked softly: "What is a false name?"
"This disciple is ashamed of his master's teachings and is incapable of inheriting his honorable position."
The man turned around, and his white shirt was blown up by the sea breeze, giving him the illusion of becoming an immortal.
Qianhe's eyes were indifferent, "Since you are my disciple, no matter whether you can sit in the position of city lord or not, you have to shoulder the responsibility for the future of Tianmu Peak."
He frowned and lowered his head, choking and saying, "But I..." It's already useless...
He couldn't say these words, after all, he would rather not believe this fatal fact. With a heavy weight on his shoulders, he raised his head, and Qian He was putting his hands on his shoulders. It was obviously just a very ordinary movement, but it seemed to bring him an impact.
There's tremendous energy coming.
"Fu Xian, people sometimes have to accept their fate, but sometimes, their fate is also in their own hands."
He didn't understand whether the master wanted him to accept his fate or not, and he didn't want to understand. He only knew that he was unwilling to accept it, and why did God allow his life to suffer so many hardships?
He knelt straight in front of him, his fists clenched and trembling slightly, "After seven years of hard work, this disciple is not that capable to see through it all at once."
The original ambition has not been realized, but now it is difficult to survive. Who is willing to accept such a fate! How to compromise...
He let out a long sigh, "I know why you work hard, but you can still sit on the position of city lord. Xiaoyan is a good boy, and he will try his best to assist you."
"Master..." He raised his head suddenly, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer. What Qian He meant was that if he wanted to, the position of city lord would still be left to him?
Although he was grateful to Qianhe, his body was already disabled, so how could he still have the mind to realize his ambitions? After thinking for a long time, he said painfully: "I want to be powerful enough to protect the people I care about, just like you, Master, give me
Those helpless people took shelter from the wind and rain, but now, I can’t do anything and have nothing..."
"Shelter from the wind and rain?" Qian He said: "Look at the top of the sea of clouds. It has been exposed to wind and rain for many years, and it is still standing today. If you can't even withstand basic blows, how can you protect others?"
Perhaps because something painful was mentioned, he frowned and remained silent.
"Didn't you say you want to help those helpless people?" Calling the waiter not far away, Qianhe pointed to the baby in the waiter's arms, "This baby girl was found by my teacher on the roadside. She is terminally ill.
Her pulse is only ten years old at most. If you can raise her up, I will allow you to return to Yuhua Prefecture and do what you want."
Watching him leave with the child in his arms, Qian He murmured: "The ten-year agreement, if you can survive it, ten years will be enough for you to settle down."
Very few people understand the good intentions during this period.
"It's a pity that these two children are suffering..." He was stunned for a moment, and his expression returned to expressionless in an instant.
He turned around again, his back seemed to be isolated from everything else in the world.
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“Xiao Porcelain!!!”
A low, suppressed roar suddenly came from the quiet room, and then, a man in white slowly sat up against the light coming from the window. He curled up one leg and held his cold forehead with one hand, dazed.
At this moment, the door was knocked twice and pushed open.
"Senior brother."
The person who appeared outside the house was none other than Yan Jue, who had recently returned to Tianmu Peak. Yuhua supported her and slowly raised her eyes. Yan Jue had already entered the house by herself and skillfully poured him a glass of water.
He took it and took a sip to calm down his shock, then slowly said: "You're here."
Yan Jue sat at the table and replied dully, "Yeah." Since Xiao Ci left, Fu Xi's body has become weaker and weaker. It is simply not an option to continue like this, so he couldn't help but say something inappropriate, "Senior Brother
, Shall I go find Xiaoci and come back?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he could only hear the sound of the porcelain cup falling to the ground and falling into pieces. The room was silent, and he looked pale. After all, he couldn't hold it back. He coughed several times and a trace of blood dripped from the corner of his lips.
"Senior brother..."
"I'm fine." Yuhua Fuxi stretched out her hand to stop her. Her face seemed fragile, but her words were very firm. "Since she chose to leave, don't mention it again in the future."
Yanjue said worriedly: "But your body..."
Fu Xian shook his head and panted: "I know my body well. Although part of it is due to the fluctuations in my heart, most of the reasons are still the root causes of the disease in the past."
"I'm sorry, I..." Yan Jue clenched her fists tightly, "I will definitely step up my search for Qilin Jue."
Fu Xian patted him on the shoulder to express comfort, "Ah Jue, you have done enough. There is no need for us brothers and sisters to say those indiscreet words."
"Yes." He wondered, "But does Huaying Stone really have no help for your condition?"
Fu Xian moved his eyes out the window, "Hua Ying Stone can save everyone in the world, but it can't save me. The Cold Warning Jue destroyed my body, and then took away my life." He stretched out his hand to cover his heart, where he only felt that
It was cold and a little stiff, "Once my heart is frozen, even if Huaying Stone allows me to survive, I can only be a living dead who cannot move or think." He looked back at Yan Jue, "If I want to
Save me, only that piece of Qilin Jue can withstand the coldness of the Cold Warning Technique."
"I have sent extra manpower to search, and I will definitely find it."
"I hope so." He took a deep breath and felt a severe pain in his chest. "Did something happen on this trip down the mountain? I see you have been absent-minded these days."
Yanjue shook his head, "It's okay, I just couldn't persuade Baiyue Jing, so now Baiyue is in chaos and a bit confused."
Yuhua Fuxuan put a hand on her bent knees and sneered, "He is asking for his own death. I, Tianmu Peak, saved his life but he didn't want to. He bumped into the enemy's blade. Who can blame him?"
It can be seen that if Yuhua Fuxiang takes the position of city lord, he will indeed be a resolute and resolute monarch.
"Senior brother, is there any way to capture Baiyue?"
Yuhua leaned back and lay softly on the back cushion. She closed her eyes and said, "Let them mess around first. How can they fish if the water is not muddy?"
Yan Jie didn't say anything. Compared with using his brain, Yuhua Fuxiang was better at it. He could come up with ideas, so he was naturally happy to do so.
"I heard that the girl from the Mo family solved the Baiyue issue this time?"
"Yes, Mr. Mo's granddaughter is named Mo Shuruo."
"what do you think?"
Yanjue thought for a while, "It's not difficult to handle the matter, but it was handled improperly."
"I'm talking about people."
The silence for a moment was a little awkward. Yanjue coughed and said, "What nonsense did Yuyao whisper in your ear?"
"If she dares to tell nonsense, I will break her legs. Do you think she is lying?"
"..." After struggling for a long time, "Although I am too irrational in my behavior, I am still meticulous in my work."
The more he talked, the colder the expression on Fuxiao's face became, "Do you still want to see this person again?" These words were not easy to say, and Yanjue sounded full of danger. Fuxiao said coldly: "I know what you are thinking.
Get out of here while you're not in deep, don't force me to kill her."
"Senior brother...I have nothing to do with her..."
"It's too late if there is anything." Yanjue said nothing, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking. Fuxi frowned and looked at him, "I'm doing it for your own good, don't regret it until you become like me."
After brewing for a long time, he only uttered three words, "I know."
The first time I felt confused, the more I wanted to forget, the more I thought about it.
Yanjue gave a bitter smile. "Senior brother, don't worry, I've got it figured out."
Yuhua Fuxuan closed her eyes with a weak look on her face, and said in a low voice, "Our lives are short, and there are many things we want to do but cannot do. Although it is painful to not get it, it is also the best choice. I don't regret it, and I won't do it later...
..." His voice became softer and softer, his head tilted, and he stopped responding.
Yanjue helped him lie down and covered him with a quilt.
The sunlight outside the window shone through the bamboo curtains on the two of them, making them indescribably desolate.