The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Liang Yan didn't know what was going on. He only felt that he was floating in the air like a fog, and everything around him became illusory, giving people a sense of unreality.

　　 When he woke up again, he found that he had turned into an ordinary soldier, right on the battlefield, and surrounded by all sides, densely packed with enemy troops.

　　 His side has been defeated like a mountain, and now he is besieged by the enemy, there is no way to survive.

"kill!"

　　 I don't know who shouted first, and then the drums shook the sky. The surrounding soldiers all expressed grief and anger, raising their spears in their hands and rushing towards the enemy's formation.

　　 Liang Yan was also infected by this atmosphere somehow. He looked at the countless enemy soldiers around him as if he saw the hardships in his life.

　　 Those past that I don't want to remember, come to mind one by one.

　　 From Huaiyuan Town’s being wiped out overnight, to Yixing Pavilion being used by Zhuo Bufan, and then to the desolate life experience of the capital, the events of more than ten years flashed like a revolving lantern.

　　 But the last thing that came to my mind was a sweet and delicate face.

　　 Tang Diexian's white clothing model, with his ears and temples, close to each other, sharing the longing of the ignorant and ignorant that year, this scene seems to have known each other, as if it appeared in his dreams thousands of times.

　　 But the good times didn't last long. The next moment, the white-clothed woman turned slightly, but left herself and left alone.

　　 Liang Yan stretched out his hand, trying to pull her back, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't reach half of her clothes.

　　 He opened his mouth again, trying to call her back, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

　　 In the end, I can only watch her leave.

　　 "Sister Tang........."

　　 Liang Yan murmured, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had been surrounded, and the surrounding colleagues had been dead and wounded, and only the sharp blade of the enemy army exuded a cold light in front of his eyes.

　　 He tried desperately to kill the enemy, but he was still outnumbered.

　　 "Manpower is sometimes poor."

　　 This is a sentence that came out of Liang Yan's mind.

　　 Ordinary people are eager to cultivate immortals, thinking that once they enter the gate of immortality, they will be happy ever since. Little did he know that Xiu Xian Xiu Xian, after all, is not an immortal, still going up and down in the billowing dust.

　　 The sky is boundless, indifferent and ruthless, life is alive, how to be happy?

　　 was in a daze, Liang Yan seemed to have separated from his body, turned into a cloud of gray mist, and fled from the embarrassing battlefield.

　　 He is getting lighter and lighter, flying higher and higher, and there is no more mountains and rivers around, nor can he hear the drums shaking the sky, there is only a monotonous and barren chaos.

　　 In this chaos, Liang Yan vaguely saw another cloud of mist.

　　 It was a cloud of purple mist, floating here like him, neither knowing where it came from nor where it was going.

　　 Gradually, the two mists got closer and closer and began to slowly rotate around each other.

　　 A little gray mist merged into the purple mist, and similarly, a wisp of purple mist merged into the gray mist.

　　 As time goes by, the two mists begin to merge gradually, until there is purple in the gray and gray in the purple, and they blend in with each other, regardless of each other.

　　 Liang Yan didn't know what happened. His actions depended on instinct. At first, he was at a loss for a moment, but then he saw another life.

　　 That is what a demon woman has experienced.

　　 She has experienced hundreds of years of dynasty's prosperity and decline, from the carefree when she was a child, to the warmth and coldness of the world when she grew up, and finally the collapse of the country.

　　 The friends of the past, those who were trustworthy, turned into betrayers overnight, and took up the butcher knife and turned into a butcher.

　　 She has also changed from a high princess to a desperado who left her hometown to avoid hunting and killing. Since then, she has been displaced for hundreds of years, just to bring her subordinates back to her homeland one day.

　　 All of this, I really want to talk about it in detail, I am afraid that it will not be over after seven days and seven nights, but Liang Yan looks like a revolving lantern, seeing it clearly from beginning to end.

　　 The two mists of different colors flowed slowly, and now they have completely merged together. Liang Yan has a strange feeling in his heart. It seems that while watching her life, everything about herself is also exposed to her eyes.

　　 At this moment, the two of them are naked and candidly meet each other, and there are no more secrets.

　　 I don't know how long this state has been maintained. Liang Yan only felt warm and comfortable, and didn't want to change anything at all, until a gust of breeze blew him, causing him to shiver violently.

　　 The next moment, Liang Yan's eyes suddenly opened, and his consciousness returned to the physical body, and the original stiff body also regained consciousness.

　　 It was just that his forehead was sweating coldly, and his whole body was exhausted. He only heard "Bang!" and he fell to the ground.

　　 "Oh my God, you guys finally woke up! I thought you couldn't come back, I really scared Komatsu to death!"

　　 A slightly childish voice came from behind, and saw a girl with double braids on her head and green jacket full of excitement. She almost jumped up and clapped her hands to celebrate.

　　 Liang Yan ignored the girl. He shook his dizzy head and let out a long sigh of relief before turning his head to look at the other end of Shiting.

　　 Wuxin is now leaning against a stone pillar, sitting on the ground like him, his face is pale, his clothes are already wet with sweat, and he is biting his lip at this moment and looking at him.

　　 The two eyes crossed ~www.ltnovel.com~Thousands of words were speechless, and they seemed to be silent.

　　 The witch's face flushed slightly, she suddenly lowered her head, and whispered, "Have you seen it all?"

"Ok."

　　 Liang Yan did not deny it, and nodded very simply.

　　 I don't know if it was his illusion, but Wuxin felt very different from before.

　　 Although the witch from the past used to provoke herself from time to time, she practiced Heavenly Demon Mei Gong, which was originally a thousand people, and her seemingly affectionate verbal provocations might hide extremely powerful killing moves.

　　 Therefore, he has never taken all those silly talks about hook-ups seriously.

　　 But now Wuxin seems to have faded away from the gorgeous disguise, and has removed the thousands of faces of the devil's Meigong, and there is only one who is the most authentic in the beginning.

　　 The witch at this time, on the contrary, quieted down.

　　 The two of them looked at each other speechlessly, and the entire Shi Ting was plunged into an atmosphere of inexplicability.

After a long time, she still had no intention to speak first. She seemed to think about it, and then whispered: "I too...I also saw your past... In fact, it's a surreal life. Dreams, such as day and night, how much joy and suffering are there? Those past things...It's better to let them pass."

　　 Liang Yan was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and looked, and saw Wuxin's eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky. Suddenly an impulse arose in his heart that could speak a thousand words, and when he reached his mouth, it only turned into a knowing smile:

　　 "Also!"