Fighter of the Destiny

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, if Mo Yu asked someone for something, let alone a sword, even if it was all the family property, countless people would willingly give it to him with both hands, and he would feel it was a great honor.

Although Chen Changsheng's current status is not ordinary, if he can take advantage of the opportunity of his previous slip of the tongue to turn this secret connection between the two into friendship, it will be a good thing no matter how he looks at it.

This is a smooth process, very easy and natural, and no one will refuse.

Chen Changsheng didn't refuse, but he didn't agree immediately. He thought about it seriously, then looked into Mo Yu's eyes and asked, Why?

Mo Yu was stunned. She never imagined that she would get such a reply when it was extremely rare for her to ask someone for something.

Of course she would not answer Chen Changsheng's question. She sneered, turned around and disappeared into the woods outside the window.

Chen Changsheng looked at the looming figure in the night forest, and he didn't understand why her mood suddenly deteriorated.

He thought about it before and confirmed that the Yue Nv Sword was indeed not on the list, but... it is his own thing. Even if you ask me for it, can't I ask why? To put it more directly, wouldn’t it be okay if I don’t want to give you my things? The people in Xining Town are so simple, and Senior Brother Yu Ren is so simple. Why are these people in Kyoto so confusing?

He no longer thought about these things that were countless times more complicated than Daozang, closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

Perhaps it was because Mo Yu left too quickly and did not have time to leave too much body fragrance in the room. This time, he fell into meditation very quickly. He soon sensed his life star and began to use starlight to cleanse his marrow. At the same time, he produced a very fine ray of spiritual consciousness from the sea of ​​consciousness and entered it into the scabbard of the sword. With some difficulty but familiarity, he crossed the ocean composed of sharp sword intent. He came to the other side again and saw the black stone monument. phantom. After these days of trying hard, his consciousness will no longer be destroyed if it touches the black stone tablet, and he can even go some distance deeper into it. Especially tonight, this ray of his consciousness is completely immersed in the shadow of the black stone tablet. Among them, I even vaguely saw a cliff!

The cliff is very dilapidated, and it can still be barely seen. The top of the cliff should be smooth and hard gray-white rock, but now countless cracks have appeared, and all the green trees have been destroyed. There are only a few pine trees with roots deep into the crevices of the cliff. He persisted crookedly, and in the distance of the cliff, he could still see many mirror-like small lakes, which seemed even more familiar to him.

Is it Muyu? Those small lakes are the wetlands on the edge of the Sun Never Sets Grassland, where I escaped from the bottom of the lake on the other side of the mountain, right? So this is really the current Zhou Garden? Is she...still in there? At this time, his consciousness had penetrated too far into the phantom of the black stone monument, and was crushed by extremely powerful energy. Not to mention searching deep into the Zhou Garden, even if he wanted to persist for a moment, he couldn't do it, but this He looked at it from afar, thought about it, and then turned into a line of blue smoke and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Changsheng opened his eyes and woke up.

It was already dark at this time, and the sky outside the window was full of stars. The woods in the Chinese Academy of Education under the stars looked like lush grass branches.

Just like those weeds that are taller than people in the grassland where the sun never sets.

Chen Changsheng naturally thought of the days when he walked with her in the grassland, the dependence of life and death in the Snow Temple, the blood and water blending together in the Zhou Tomb, and the conversation at the end of the Shinto. If Nan Ke hadn't used the soul hub to control the newly born golden-winged roc and led the beast tide to surround Zhou Ling, or he and she had already begun...

Confessing to each other? Is that the word? He wasn't quite sure. It was a strange emotion that he had never been exposed to before. It was sweet, but it made people a little scared, it was uneasy, but it made people yearn for it. The most important thing was that The sadness and joy brought by this emotion are so strong that sometimes they even seem more important than everything else.

He studied Taoism since he was a child. After he was ten years old, he knew that his life was not long. He strictly controlled his emotions, neither sad nor happy. However, whether he was carrying her on his back in the grassland or touching his shoulders in front of the stone gate at the end of the Shinto, Thinking of her now, he couldn't and didn't want to control this emotion, because he liked the beauty of that time and confirmed that he missed her now...

So, where are you?

…

…

Xu Yourong walked among the cliffs.

Her features are picturesque, childlike, beautiful, solemn and sacred.

Yes, this is a rhyme, because she is extremely beautiful. Apart from the ethereal rhymes, it is difficult to describe her with anything that actually exists. The night wind was blowing her clothes, and her white clothes were fluttering. She walked slowly, and her steps were lively. However, if you look carefully, you may find a touch of sadness hidden in her watery eyes.

Girls under the age of sixteen should be enjoying their youth, but why are they sad?

Because news came from Saintess Peak again, no one knew who the Snow Mountain Sect disciple was. The Snow Mountain Sect in the far northwest even refused to admit that it had a disciple named Xu Sheng. You may have sneaked into Zhou Garden, you may be a disciple of the Hidden Sect, or you may have some secrets, but that doesn't matter. It's just that your name is Xu Sheng? Are you really going to die like this?

After leaving Zhou Garden, because she was too seriously injured, she has been living in seclusion behind the Saintess Peak to recuperate. She no longer enjoys the snow, listens to the rain, or collects medicine every day, but only rests, reads, and meditates.

She thought quietly about her experiences in Zhou Garden, the life and death in that grassland, and that man.

She had long since decided to dedicate her life to the great road in the book. She never expected that she would actually encounter the first throbbing in her life. However, that throbbing disappeared so quickly with the wind. It was an unspeakable sadness, an unforgettable memory that she had nowhere to complain about. She knew very well that perhaps that memory would accompany her forever in the long years of monasticism, and only she knew what it would be like in the end. Become a corner of her spiritual world that no one can touch

That was a world she didn't want to leave yet, so naturally she no longer cared about other things. Su Li, Liang Wangsun, Huajia Xiao Zhang, Wang Po, Zhu Luo, Stargazer... The storm in Xunyang City shocked the entire continent, but it couldn't make her raise her slightly drooped eyes. Only the Saintess Teacher and The names of Chen Changsheng made her concentrate for a moment.

But there was someone she had to care about, and she did.

There was civil strife in Lishan, Xiaosonggong and three other elders were plotting a rebellion, and Lord Qiushan was seriously injured and was about to die. These news had already spread throughout Tiannan.

When she gradually recovered from her injuries and walked out of the Saintess' Back Peak, she heard the news and knew she had to go and see it.

Yes, she walked among the cliffs.

She was walking on Mount Li at this time.

…

…

(There is another chapter at night.)