long night walk

Chapter 1351
The sky is shining brightly, and the broken mirror on the ground is filled with splashing sparks. Everything seems to be collapsing, and all life is like death.

Balian curled up into a ball, and the entire background world seemed to be shrouded in dark shadows. A pair of raised eyes were filled with emptiness and haze, reflecting an endless gray sky.

In all directions, there were broken pictures showing all the experiences in his previous life, entangled with him like a nightmare, constantly entrenched around his body.

Pull him down.

With that little bit of heart-fire jumping, Balian's empty eyes would occasionally shine with a ray of clear color.

It was just that the clarity was fleeting. Between the smoke, dust, snow, and destruction, countless scenes that made people feel lonely and despair flashed in the depths of his eyes. The fleeting images penetrated deeply into the depths of his soul.

Yun Rong didn't dare to approach at will for a while.

Even though she was entering the country for the first time, she calculated her time carefully.

From the moment the Baili Anxin lamp was lit, it was the moment when she entered the dream world.

If you calculate it carefully, it should take less than one stick of incense.

Even if his inner demons eroded him and he fell into a dream disaster, his inner fire would not be extinguished to the size of a bean in such a short period of time.

Just when Yun Rong felt weird in her heart, she suddenly seemed to sense something. Her beautiful eyes flickered and she looked around quickly.

His heart lamp, which was originally stained black by A'rao's arrow and filled with demonic breath, now looked completely white and pure.

From the inside to the outside, there is no trace of contamination. It is as clear as if a lamp with a clear glass lamp has been carefully wiped thousands of times.

When Yun Rong saw this scene, her brain felt like it was suddenly hammered by something, and she looked carefully again.

Until she saw the wisp of light rising in front of Balian's heart, which was emitting white mist-like gas, constantly flowing into the floating heart lamp close to her, and bit by bit the black turbid breath inside it. The spots were dispersed cleanly, returning to a spotless and clear appearance.

Even though he was trapped in a trap, he still protected her so perfectly almost instinctively.

Yun Rong suddenly felt soreness rushing up to the bridge of her nose, and her strong and determined attitude when facing A'rao instantly fell apart. It took a lot of effort for her to endure the fog in her eyes.

No longer hesitant or cautious, Yun Rong flew towards Bailian.

The broken and twisted space around her could not stop her figure.

There were mottled and fine fragments floating in the space, scratching the collar and corners of her clothes. Yun Rong's palm touched her heart lamp, but she did not take it back.

Instead, it was pushed to Bailian's heart without any reservation.

Different subjects cannot absorb the inner light of others.

However, Yun Rong's cloud lantern was pushed and merged into Bailian's heart without any hindrance, merging with that heart fire.

The desolate world in front of Balian's eyes was finally illuminated by a ray of light.

But in this way, Yun Rong, who has lost his heart lamp, is like a fishing fire that has lost its way to illuminate the way forward in the endless dark sea.

Once Balian disappears from her sight, she will be lost in this boundless darkness, unable to find her way forward or return home.

It's like a traveler who is about to go blind, but stubbornly wants to bring a person who will freeze to death back to his hometown step by step.

The warm temperature spread in Balian's chest, and a large warm white halo spread out from his body.

He raised his empty but no longer hazy eyes with a blank expression, looking at Yun Rong empty-handedly.

The glance that seemed like a lifetime ago made Yun Rong feel dazed. She smiled lightly, held Bai Lian's cheeks in her hands, closed her eyes, leaned down, and rested her forehead against her forehead.

The collapse of the endless world around them stopped the moment the two people's bodies came into contact with each other.

It was as if the world was frozen, everything was still.

As Yun Rong's clothes slowly moved, the fragments flowed and changed. Their bodies were connected, and they were soon sucked into a fragment of the world, and their figures disappeared.

The sky is quiet and vast, and the rivers are thousands of miles away.

For a moment, it was like returning to the south of the Yangtze River in a dream, with endless mist on the water. It was July, the green trees were dense, the wind was coming from the water, and the cicadas were chirping in my ears.

Balian woke up from a burst of dazzling and warm sunlight. He covered his eyes with his hands and slowly opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty. The golden and warm sunlight fell on his eyes along the gaps between his fingers, making his dark eyes brighter. Warm and moist.

The humidity around me was thick, and under my ears, the running water trembled, and there was the clear sound of green bamboo poles holding the water and making waves.

Balian sat upright, feeling warmth in his chest, as if it was warmed by the sun, but underneath him, he was on a small boat.

The sky breeze is clear, the green water surface reflects the golden warm sun, the white flowers are dazzling, and the lotus flowers in the lake are in full bloom, so beautiful and vigorous.

The boat is sailing on the water, the streets are prosperous, and the spring breeze blows the catkins on both sides of the bank.

An old man in a bamboo hat was rowing a boat, humming a low country tune.

The sound of the flute gradually became louder and chanted, reflecting the flowing water here, and the jingling of poles and stones, like the quality of pearls and jade, gradually drifting away, faint and beautiful, distant and empty.

Balian looked dazed, rubbed his heavy forehead, and looked up.

Next to the curvy old man in a bamboo hat, he saw a slim and tall figure standing in the mist of the lake against the light.

The woman stands tall and tall, holding a jade flute in her hands as white as jade, with a simple and elegant tassel hanging from the tail of the flute. Her side face is as beautiful as jade, as bright as the moon, and as elegant as the pear blossom.

In the peripheral vision, she saw Bai Lian waking up and sitting up. She stopped playing and put down her long flute.

In the blink of an eye, the woman smiled gracefully and brightly, the smile in her eyes reflected the bright light, the warm sunshine fell on her shoulders, and the thin dust danced in the golden air, mixed with the moist mist of the lake, She was so hazy and beautiful that she seemed to be an unearthly person.

"Junior brother, I had a really good sleep this time. I slept all the way down to Jiangnan until now."

Bai Lian was stunned for a long time, unable to gather his thoughts for a long time. For a while, he didn't know where he was, and his entire consciousness was like a mess of porridge, which was difficult to sort out.

He raised his eyes with a puzzled look: "All the way...down to Jiangnan?"

Yun Rong saw his confused look. Although the smile on his face did not diminish, his beautiful eyebrows were slightly raised, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

Before she could speak, the old man holding the pole and boat next to her took the lead and joked with a smile, "This young husband is probably confused by his sleep. Isn't it just for the reason that you bought this old bamboo boat and set off from Dong Qingcheng to the south of the Yangtze River?" Are you going to enjoy the scenery with your wife? How come you are so confused as soon as you wake up?"

Balian frowned, his head hurting deeply. It was difficult for him to hear the old man's words for a while, but his consciousness was still in a trance, as if he recalled some bloody and horrific scene.

But when he wanted to think about it carefully, bursts of warmth came from under his chest, which actually suppressed all the sticky and terrifying thoughts.

The bamboo boat creaked, and Yun Rong had already moved from the bow to the stern. Her slender jade-white fingers from deep inside gently flicked Balian's forehead, and said with a chuckle:
"Junior brother said it himself. We have been married for many years, and even if we live together in the Tianxi Sword Sect, we often get together less and stay apart more. No couple can be as alienated and disconnected as we are. So you promise me to solve the drought disaster in the west. , when life is peaceful, he will take the time to travel to the south of the Yangtze River with me arm in arm."

"Why did you forget so much about your promise just after arriving in Jiangnan?"

Yun Rong narrowed her pretty eyes, "It's probably that my junior brother thinks I'm boring and wants to return to the mountain earlier."

Balian held his aching forehead, and in a daze, it seemed that there was such an agreement.

But for some reason, this agreement was made distant and vague, as if it was already a memory from the previous life.

As his thoughts were whirling, he raised his eyes and looked at the woman who was as gentle and beautiful as jade in front of him. Although his consciousness was still difficult to understand and his head was in pain, the corners of his lips still curled up slightly unconsciously, and he said in a natural tone:

"Senior sister is right, I feel very wronged, but how can I remember that I invited him several times afterwards? It was clearly because senior sister was immersed in sword practice day and night, and avoided going out with her companions?"

"Hmm...cough cough."

A subtle embarrassment appeared on Yun Rong's face, and she coughed slightly, her face slightly rosy.

She originally made this agreement with her junior brother in the early years.

It was too early for them to get married that year, and they were both estranged and not close to each other, and they lived their lives respectfully.

In addition, the two of them had no elders around them to teach them the ways of love. Bailiyu was extremely satisfied with being the master of the Tianxi Sword Sect all day long, and with the master's wife.

When it comes to getting along as a loving couple, both of them are in a state of ignorance.

Although he is ignorant, compared to Yun Rong, who is devoted to studying the art of swordsmanship and only thinks about swords, Balian actually has some insights and understanding of this art.

The two have been married for many years, but they feel there is nothing wrong with sharing a room but different beds.

Yun Rong was obsessed with practicing swords all day long, and didn't pay much attention to trivial matters. On the contrary, Bai Lian saw the Taoist couple between the sects, and even though they were openly and outwardly, they treated each other as if they were a couple. , but there are also some things they don’t have.

After some careful consultation, Balian himself vaguely realized that a real couple should not spend all day together with a sword in the mountains and lonely clouds.

Between half-understanding and half-understanding, he also knew that he should take his married wife down the mountain to enjoy the scenery.

He and Yun Rong agreed that after the drought and disaster in the west were over, they would each take time to go to the south of the Yangtze River to see the flowing water, the people, the sunset, and the bustle of the city.

When the agreement was made, the drought demons in the western realm were making trouble.

Yun Rong didn't think much about it at the time and agreed casually.

When everything calmed down, Bai Lian happily packed his bags and invited her.

It was also her fault that she was ambitious at that time. She had just realized a new idea of ​​swordsmanship and did not want to be distracted by it, so she refused.

At that time, she didn't even have the time to think about whether her junior brother had ever felt depressed.

But now the two of them are dreaming together, dreaming of going to Jiangnan.

Only then did they suddenly realize that the unfinished agreement back then had actually become an unspeakable regret in the hearts of the two of them.

Although Yun Rong tolerated Aluo Ke's ridicule and disdain for her thoughts as a straight woman who devoted herself to practicing swordsmanship.

But in front of Bailian, she still looked a little stupid and shy that she couldn't bear to look at.

Therefore, in the dream, taking advantage of her clear consciousness, she quietly bullied her junior brother, deciding that his memory of his past life was misplaced and vague, and he could not settle old scores with her, so he could only be at her mercy.

Unexpectedly, not only was she difficult to manipulate, but she also went over old scores so clearly that it almost made her unable to step down? !
Yun Rong felt a little embarrassed. Just as she was about to speak, Bai Lian, who was looking at her face, suddenly realized something. He suddenly slapped his head and pretended to be regretful:

"Yes, yes, I was confused. I didn't invite him several times at that time. I only invited him once. Senior sister is reserved, and I didn't invite her formally enough, so senior sister couldn't make up her mind.

Senior sister didn't know if I was sincere in inviting her, so she declined politely by practicing sword practice. She blamed me for not insisting on inviting me, which made senior sister feel that I was not sincere, and she was afraid that she would be annoyed, so I missed the appointment. Zhou, I made my senior sister feel sad. "

This time it was Yun Rong's turn to be stunned.

She looked at Bailian intently with her jade-green eyes, wondering why her junior brother in this life was no longer stupid at all, but had become so understanding of people and the world, so tactful and considerate.

The steps were laid out clearly for her, and she couldn't find any faults.

Such a junior brother...how should I put it?

Very cute and tight.

Yun Rong realized that he liked his junior brother since he had given her arousal through the ice coffin and used the most extreme behavior to force her to have feelings for him.

She was seriously injured and lay in an ice coffin all day long. The days she spent with him were very few, and it was difficult for her to convey her well-known feelings to him, so she could only tell them to herself.

Now, after meeting him again after thousands of years, Yun Rong felt that she did not like her best, only more, towards her junior brother.

The junior brother who is so lovable right now, the junior brother who carefully laid the steps for her, even if he doesn't touch him, just looking at him so closely, makes Yun Rong feel a sweet feeling in his heart. Warmth comes.

make her feel...

In this life, I can still see my junior brother like this.

very nice.

But then I thought about it, my junior brother has become more understanding of girls' thoughts. Although he is cute and warm, his ability to 'understand girls' thoughts' was cultivated in each girl...

Thinking of this, Yun Rong couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

Bai Lian saw that the expression on Yun Rong's face was bright and bright for a moment, and for a moment there was a hint of resentment and melancholy that he couldn't describe. He didn't know what he didn't say well, and he could actually make his senior sister, who was obsessed with swords, show such a rich expression.

"Senior sister..." He whispered uneasily, not daring to talk nonsense anymore.

Yun Rong sighed in his heart, secretly thinking that this was fate.

Thinking back to the time when she was out of her mind and even asked her husband to marry his wife, her junior brother was not willing at that time, so she complained in her heart that her junior brother was old-fashioned.

Nowadays, junior brother is not old-fashioned anymore. If you count them carefully, there will be quite a lot of ordinary wives in the future.

Can't count on one hand.

What is she still complaining about?
Junior Brother has exceeded the requirements she set.

(End of this chapter)