At the foot of the "Jade Mountain" outside the Jade Dragon Pass of the Jichen Empire, a very beautiful woman dressed in white mourning clothes, accompanied by the head of the Yanzi Sect, Yun Qing and Liang Yue, slowly walked out of the gate of Yushan.
As soon as the girl came out of the mountain gate, Luo Yan, who had been staying at the guest pavilion outside Yushan Mountain for more than a year, strode out and walked quickly towards the girl.
"Yun Qing, stay here."
Xia Ziyan bowed slightly towards Yun Qing and said lightly.
It is not difficult to see the sorrow and helplessness in his sad expression.
"Princess, I have lived in Yushan for more than a year, but Yun Qing has been busy with worldly affairs and has not been able to spend much time with me.
If there is anything rude, I hope the princess will not blame her."
Yun Qing said politely, after a long period of beating After practicing, Yunqing's face became more mature but less astringent.
"Yunqing, you don't have to be so polite.
I came here uninvited.
I've been staying in Yushan for so long.
I should be the one to be rude," Xia Ziyan said politely.
Liang Yue walked over with red eyes, gently held Xia Ziyan's hand, and said softly: "Yan'er, whether Feng'er or not, this is your home.
If you want to come over in the future, no notification is required, and you will be taken care of."
That's it" "Master's wife, don't worry.
I will come to see you often in the future.
Even though I am dead, I will definitely be filial to you on his behalf."
Xia Ziyan choked and said, taking a step forward and hugging Liang Yue tightly, unwilling to let go for a long time. .
In this young woman, Xia Ziyan experienced the tenderness of a woman.
The motherly love Liang Yue gave her was something she could never experience in the royal palace.
Although my father treats her like a treasure and master, you treat her like your own child, how can the royal family's faint affection compare with Liang Yue's passionate emotions.
"Well, Master Wife is waiting for you," Liang Yue responded softly while holding back her tears.
Xia Ziyan leaned towards Liang Yueyi and said loudly: "Master's wife, Ziyan takes leave."
After Xia Ziyan said that, he nodded slightly to Yun Qing to show politeness, turned around with tears in his eyes and walked quickly out of the mountain.
"Yan'er, come here often when you have time," Liang Yue waved to Xia Ziyan and shouted loudly.
"Yeah" Xia Ziyan turned around and responded, turned around and left quickly.
Luo Yan raised his fist towards Yun Qing and said politely: "Master Yun, please forgive me for disturbing you.
Luo Yan took his leave."
"Brother Luo Yan is busy, so he doesn't stay much.
If there is a chance, I hope that brother Luo Yan will come and visit more often."
Yun Qing clasped his fists in return and said politely to Luo Yan.
"Okay, sure, I'll say goodbye."
"Take care of yourself" "Take care of yourself" After Luo Yan said this, he cupped his hands towards Yun Qing and Liang Yue, turned around and walked quickly in the direction where Xia Ziyan left.
"Mom, let's go in too," Yun Qing walked to Liang Yue and said softly.
"If I, Feng'er, were born, what qualifications does Luo Yan have to be by Yan'er's side?"
Liang Yue looked at Luo Yan who was walking away coldly, and said with disdain.
After saying that, Liang Yue quickly turned around and walked towards the gate of Yushan Mountain.
Yun Qing stood there in a daze.
He couldn't believe that his mother, who was cautious in her words and modest in personality in the past, would actually say such words today.
Yun Qing thought secretly: "Perhaps the death of Senior Brother Yunfeng was a big blow to his mother, maybe it was his father's illness that bothered his mother, maybe it was Yan'er's body and gentleness that made his mother cherish him, maybe there are too many possibilities. ” In the snow-capped mountains, a young man and woman were walking slowly on top of the thick snow.
The biting cold wind was like a sharp knife, cutting the two of them severely.
But no matter how cold the cold wind in the snow-capped mountains is, it can't compare to the coldness in the woman's heart at this time, the despair and sorrow deep in her heart.
The young man following the woman turned a blind eye to the biting cold wind of the mountain.
He was wearing a thin, slightly worn gown and a dim red cloak that was swinging randomly in the cold wind, but it did not affect the man and the woman behind him at all.
The pace, perhaps in this world, only the woman in front of him could make his heart as cold as ice throb.
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The woman stayed in the cave at night, and the man sat cross-legged and waited outside the cave.
During the day, the two of them set off again and walked leisurely towards the Yulong Pass.
But no matter what the man did for her, the woman never said a word to the man behind her, not even a direct look to the man.
She leaves, the man leaves.
When she stopped, the man dug a cave on the spot with his bloody knife to give the woman a shelter from the wind.
The man's heart hopes that this road to the snowy mountains will never reach his heart.
He is willing to accompany this woman like this for the rest of his life, until the end of the world.
But unfortunately, the road leads to the sea and the shore.
No matter how slowly they walk, the broad Magnolia River still crosses their eyes.
The man raised his head slightly, and there was a slightly worn wooden tag hanging on a wooden beam next to him, with five blurry characters written on it: "Magnolia River Ferry".
The man walked slowly along the small wooden bridge in front of the river to the ferry.
He gave a fist to the young man on the only boat at the ferry and said calmly: "Boatman, please send me and my lady to the other side."
After the man finished speaking, he took out a gold coin from his pocket and handed it over.
When the boatman saw the golden gold coin, a strange excitement flashed through his eyes, and his dull right hand grasped the man's gold coin.
When the boatman's hand was only an inch away from the gold coin in the man's hand, he stopped abruptly.
The boatman cleared his dry throat and said awkwardly: "Sir, go to the other side and give each person two copper coins.
I’m afraid I won’t be able to get this gold coin from you.”
"There's no need to look for it," the man said lightly.
He stretched out his right hand and pressed the gold coin into the boatman's trembling palm.
He turned around and walked towards the woman behind him.
"Girl, please take a seat."
After the woman got on the boat, the boatman excitedly wiped the wooden bench of the boat with his dirty sleeves.
The woman was speechless and sat down sideways.
"Boatman, sail the boat," the man said calmly.
"Yes," the boatman said excitedly, and then he sat on the bow of the boat, rowing the oars with his hands rhythmically, and the boat sailed steadily towards the other shore.
The rapid water of the Magnolia River lapped at the edge of the boat, and drops of clear river water were washed onto the boat.
However, the woman's white mourning clothes were not stained by a drop of water.
Whenever a water droplet flew to the edge of her clothes, it instantly melted.
A line of white smoke appeared, dissipating between heaven and earth.
The woman turned slightly to one side and glanced at the man behind her with slightly closed eyes out of the corner of her eye.
She didn't expect that just one year after not seeing Luo Yan, his cultivation level would have improved so amazingly.
By dispersing the energy of the sword, you can protect yourself from the outside world.
When the boat slowly sailed to the middle of the Magnolia River, Luo Yan's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and two icy cold lights shot out instantly from his unrippled eyes.
I saw his figure rise above the void, draw the sword with his right hand, and several blood-red sword shadows were drawn from the sword, quickly sweeping up the river on both sides of the boat.
"Bang!"
The man turned over and stood behind the woman with his feet lightly.
The long knife in his hand was sheathed almost at the same time.
Looking at the man's motionless figure, if it weren't for the river water on both sides of the boat, there were patches of blood.
Liquid, no one would believe that he had ever moved his body.
Corpses wearing black plasticized waterproof clothes floated up from the water.
The corpses and red blood quickly flowed downstream with the rapid river water, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"Uh."
The boatman looked at the unsmiling man in front of him with some horror.
His right hand subconsciously touched the golden gold coin in his arms.
He considered whether to return the gold coin to the other party because he was really afraid of the shining gold coin in the other person's hand.
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The long sword of red light.
"Boatman, these are my enemies and have nothing to do with you.
Just ferry safely," the man said calmly when he saw the boat stagnant in the river.
"Yes," the boatman responded with a hurried nod, swaying the oar rhythmically and paddling forward.
"Alas" Luo Yan shook his head helplessly, slowly reached his right hand into his arms, took out a few gold coins and said calmly: "Shipman, with your water skills, it shouldn't be a problem to swim back to the shore from here."
"Uh, yes, the little one has been familiar with water since he was a child, so it doesn't matter if he returns to the shore."
The boatman replied without knowing why.
"That's good.
I bought your boat.
You can get off the boat and swim back to the shore."
Luo Yan said calmly.
He flicked his right hand, counted a few gold coins and threw them at the boatman's feet.
The boatman was stunned and said excitedly: "Sir, the gold coins you just gave me are enough to buy dozens of these boats, so you won't give me any more gold coins."
"Take it and let's go," the man said calmly.
As soon as the man finished speaking, dozens of black shadows emerged from the lake and surrounded the small boat.
In the distance, a speedboat came quickly along the river, but in the blink of an eye, it stopped just a few feet in front of the boat.
On top of the clipper, there were five elderly people sitting in splendid attire.
When the black figures around the boat saw the five old people, they all respectfully raised their fists towards the old man and shouted in unison: "Subordinates, wait a moment."
I’ve met five elders” An old white man on the boat stood up, waved to everyone, then walked slowly to the bow, looked at the young man on the boat coldly and said loudly: "Your Excellency is the "Magic Sword Luo Yan" ":