Yaozu

Back then, he was full of gratitude and love for Ning Xuewei who had been in a coma for more than a year. But after Ning Xuewei woke up, he didn't know how to face her because of a joke from the task elder.

After years, the past is like smoke.

Du Feiyun once thought that after not seeing each other for several years, and being distracted by blood feud and hard training, he had buried her deeply in his heart and never remembered her again.

But he never thought that when he saw her again, it would be like this.

At that moment, all the memories of the past flooded into his heart, and his heart was torn apart by a colic, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Seeing her, who was like a small grass in the wind and rain, showing a trace of despair under more than a dozen bright swords, his heart felt like a knife cut and stabbed.

At this moment, he realized that that figure had long been buried in his heart, and even after several times of wind and rain, he still hadn't forgotten it.

Is this love?Maybe that's it.

The black streamer suddenly bloomed, the distance of thousands of feet was reached in an instant, and the speed of Mengmeng was still unmatched. He stared directly at the dozen or so bright swords, almost filled with anger, and subconsciously squeezed out complicated moves with his hands. Trick, draw a hand shadow.

A bloody hand about ten feet in size suddenly appeared, suddenly appearing around her, covering her with a half-clasp of the bloody hand.

More than a dozen sword gangs, which were powerful enough to open a stele and crack stones, slammed into the blood-colored giant's hand, but they failed to injure the slightest bit. Instead, they shattered and exploded one after another. The dozen or so monks holding the sword gang were immediately shocked The force was so shocking that blood was vomited wildly, and it flew upside down like a broken sack.

The bloody hand suddenly spread out, sweeping away her body in a three zhang radius, and all the disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect were swallowed by the blood, not even the dregs left.

Immediately afterwards, under the horrified gazes of countless disciples... the blood-colored giant hand became ten feet in size, sweeping all the disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect together.After that, the giant hand was like the iron hoof of an ancient giant beast, raised it high, aimed at the crowd of Qingshan Sword Sect disciples and slapped it fiercely.

Boom! !

The earth-shattering muffled sound exploded, and the jangling continued in the valley. Even the ground trembled a few times, opening dozens of cracks several feet wide.

A total of 68 Qingshan Sword Sect disciples, all of them are outstanding among the disciples of the inner sect... All of them have innate early and mid-stage cultivation bases, but under this giant hand, they couldn't even make a scream, and all of them disappeared into thin air. Flour.

The smoke and dust dissipated, the rumbling sound faded away, and a deep pit with the size of tens of feet appeared in the valley, but there was not even a corpse at the bottom of the pit.

Ning Xuewei, who closed her eyes tightly and thought she was going to die... Hearing the strange noises around her, she opened her eyes at this moment, and what came into her eyes was a face that she could never have imagined even in her dreams.

It's him!It turned out to be him!Is this hallucination?

Ning Xuewei closed her eyes, her bloodless lips trembling slightly, when she opened her eyes again, there was still that face in front of her... gentle and handsome.

It really is him!He really showed up!

Before she died, Ning Xuewei made a wish to heaven, if she could see him again before being torn apart by more than a dozen sword gangs, that would be great.Now, God favored her and finally fulfilled her wish, and she was inexplicably pleasantly surprised.

Then, her eyes darkened and she passed out.

Du Feiyun took a step forward... Stretched out his powerful arms... He wrapped her arms around her slender waist, hugged her tightly, pressed her forehead against her forehead, and whispered something softly.

The disciples of the Liuyun Sect who survived the catastrophe... stood stunned and stared at the huge deep pit as if they had seen a ghost. They all swallowed quietly, and immediately set their eyes on the slender figure in the field.

It's him! !It turned out to be him! !

As a disciple of Cangxue Bingfeng, there is almost no one who does not know this man.It was this legendary man who became the only regular male visitor in the history of Zangxue Bingfeng.The female disciples looked at Du Feiyun's back one after another, their eyes were full of excitement, and they couldn't help but look at the huge pit. Thinking of the terrifying giant hand just now, each of them was so shocked that they couldn't be more shocked.

Lin Yin also recognized Du Feiyun, and a flowery smile bloomed on her pretty face with lingering fear, and she was about to rush forward with joy, but suddenly thought of something, and stopped abruptly.

A moment later, in the silent arena where fallen leaves could be heard, more than 30 female disciples bowed their heads in unison: "I've seen Deputy Head Feiyun!"

Ye Dire and Mengmeng have already turned into human figures, and they are standing not far away, looking at the scene in the arena, the two women gathered together and muttered something, their eyes kept glancing at Ning Xuewei and Du Feiyun, as if they were discussing What gossip.

"Ye Dire, why is Du Feiyun hugging sister Xuewei?"

"Oh, Mengmeng, you are so stupid, didn't you see that woman couldn't stand still?"

"No, why didn't Du Feiyun hug me when I couldn't stand firmly?"

"Do you think Du Feiyun will hug a fat bird that can't stand still?"

"You! Ye Dire, you are bullying me! Also, Du Feiyun must be bullying sister Xuewei!"

"Oh, so this is called bullying, so I'll just bully you. Hey, Mengmeng, what are you doing, don't run away, let me bully you..."

More than 30 female disciples in the arena were watching, and everyone seemed to be familiar with them. Du Feiyun didn't want to look too rude and waved his hands to signal everyone to excuse him, and then greeted everyone with a smile.

As for Ning Xuewei, there is nothing serious about her body, but she has fainted for a while after the exhaustion of Yuanli. He injected a trace of mellow mana into Ning Xuewei's body, wandered around her meridians and dantian to nourish her, and helped her by the way After clarifying the context, he withdrew his mana.

After a while, Ning Xuewei recovered and finally woke up.As soon as she caught sight of Du Feiyun's gentle smiling face full of concern, Ning Xuewei's pretty face was immediately stained with two blushes when she noticed the strong arms around her waist, and even Jiaonen's ears turned red.

She hastily broke free from Du Feiyun's embrace, took two steps back, and looked at Du Feiyun with a complicated complexion, her eyes were full of surprise and excitement, but her white fingers under the sleeves of her robe were secretly clenched, and she didn't even notice that her nails were stuck in her palm.

Du Feiyun looked at her gently, there was something called tenderness in his eyes, his heart seemed to be warm, and there was a feeling of melting.

"Senior Sister Xuewei, long time no see, how are you?"

He spoke, his voice was strangely hoarse and seemed a little out of tune.Whether it was then or now, his title remains unchanged.

It's just that it's not what it used to be.

Ning Xuewei looked at the outline of his face that was close at hand, not daring to look at his gentle eyes, the look on her face gradually faded away, and gradually became calm, indifferent, and indifferent little by little.

She lowered her head, saluted Jishou, and said in a calm tone: "It's been a long time, Deputy Head Feiyun, I can't afford the title Senior Sister, you can call me Ning Xuewei."

Du Feiyun was suddenly struck by thunder, his body froze on the spot, his hands under the sleeves of his robe were clenched tightly, his eyes looked directly at Ning Xuewei, and the tenderness in it gradually dissipated.

"Why?" Although he knew that there would be no answer, he still couldn't help asking, otherwise, he felt that this would become his demon.

"If Deputy Head Feiyun has nothing else to do, then the disciple will step back." Ning Xuewei's face and eyes were calm, and her tone carried the usual indifference of Zangxue Bingfeng disciples, without any emotion.

Seeing Du Feiyun standing there in a daze, just staring at him, a look of distress gradually appeared in her eyes, she hurriedly lowered her head and couldn't bear to look at it, turned around to greet other disciples, after finishing the team and counting the number of people, she was going to clean up the battlefield and prepare Return to camp.

High above the sky, there is a golden sun shining down, the world is peaceful and peaceful, and the warm breeze is blowing, making people enchanted.But in him, the warmth in his heart gradually disappeared, and he gradually felt cold and gloomy.

The sun shone on him, spreading his shadow on the ground and dragging it for a long time.He stood on the spot, looking at Ning Xuewei's slender and thin back, and never left for a long time.

Ning Xuewei's eyes were filled with mist, and she counted the number of people as usual, and then asked the disciples to take the bodies of the teachers and sisters out of the valley and gradually go away.

The dazzling eyes were on her pretty face, blinding her eyes. Even in the warm spring day, she couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

Her steps were a little staggering, her face became paler, and the mist in her eyes finally slipped down her cheeks after leaving the valley.

Sometimes, she understands that she seems to be in a daze. There is something called desire, which has long been planted deep in her heart and cannot be erased or shaken off.

However, she understands better that it is illusory after all, and everything will be forgotten in the depths of memory like a passing cloud.Even if she won't forget, doesn't want to forget, doesn't want to forget, she has to force herself to forget after all.

Many years ago, he who had always been taciturn, practiced in obscurity and did sect tasks.At that time, he would call her Senior Sister Xuewei affectionately, and would show her a sincere smile from the bottom of his heart.

If it was possible, how she wished that he would still be the unknown him, the one who talked with him about his understanding of cultivation and his motivation for hard work.

It's just that things have changed.When she needed him the most, he disappeared without a trace. When she missed him the most, he was far away.

Today, when we meet again, he is the great monk who stands proudly in the clouds and overlooks all living beings. With a flick of his fingers, he turns dozens of inner sect disciples into fly ashes. An evildoer who has gained a reputation in the territory.

And she was still just an unknown introvert disciple, standing like a grass in the crowd, tossed and tossed by the wind and rain, shaky and embarrassed.

"We have love, but we can't love. I can't bear your love. It's too heavy for me to breathe."

"I love you, and I can't forget to erase it in this life, but I can only leave you and look up to you in the crowd."

"If you are well, I will be happy. With you in my heart, this life is enough."

The moment her back disappeared at the mouth of the valley, Ning Xuewei finally stopped her staggering steps, knelt down weakly, held her cheeks in her hands, and silently choked up tears, letting her tears fall like rain.

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