Chapter 65

'Boundless' didn't move forward, and after a while, a young soul dressed in black came out.

"you are very funny."

The young man is very white, obviously he has a very pleasing appearance, but his eyes are full of hostility, and even the words he speaks are cold.

It reminded her of Feng Yuan when they first met.

Mu Wanwan looked at the red lines between the young man's eyebrows, and said with some uncertainty, "Boundless?"

The young man picked out his ears, seemed a little impatient, and the irritability between his brows was even worse: "I don't know how that guy came up with such a bad name?"

Mu Wanwan said, "Is that the person on the terrace who gave you the name?"

The boy raised his eyebrows and looked at her with interest: "You really saw it."

The boy's laughter was wild and cold, but the words in his mouth didn't stop.

"Then you must have seen the chaos in the world, and the people's lives are in dire straits. That's his own merit."

As if he suddenly thought of something, the boy suddenly stopped laughing, looked at her and asked Youyou: "Did you see his face?"

The cold voice was like a snake spitting out a letter, piercing into her heart along the pinna, bringing a bone-chilling chill.

Mu Wanwan shook her head.

The young man stayed away from her: "He really puts so much effort into it, he won't let you see it even in the illusion, it's extremely boring."

Mu Wanwan saw him leaning on the sword with a look of indifference on his face, and asked, "How long have you been here?"

The young man thought and thought again: "500 years? 400 years? Oh, he came once, that's 300 years."

Mu Wanwan asked again: "Is that the person in the illusion?"

The boy looked at her with nostalgia in his eyes: "It's just that he doesn't want me anymore, he took the other sword."

But the emotion in the boy's eyes didn't stay for long, and immediately changed back to the cold look when he just came out.

He looked at his hands: "But it's okay, following you is better than following him."

Mu Wanwan was still thinking about what this sentence meant, when she heard the sound of sharp weapons piercing through the air.

Seeing that the young man had returned to the sword, and the vast sword was too close to be blocked, Mu Wanwan closed her eyes.

The expected pain did not come, only the sound of iron objects colliding.

She opened her eyes again, and the young man appeared, with a painful expression on his face.

It's just that the voice was full of hostility and anger.

"What are you doing!"

"I'm here to stop you."

Mu Wanwan looked at the person who came, dressed in white, she looked like a fairy, and even her voice was ethereal like fairy music.

The man is tall and tall, and his face is covered with tulle.Although Mu Wanwan couldn't see her face clearly, she felt that it must be good.

Mang Mang got up from the ground, rushed to the man, and gritted his teeth: "Chengyan! What are you meddling with?"

Cheng Yan just slowly brushed off the dirt on the boy's body.

"I promised my master that I will take good care of you."

Hearing this, Mang Mang became even more excited.

"What kind of bullshit master? Why do you like me? Your master is dead long ago, and the person your master told you to favor is also dead long ago! Dead!"

Cheng Yan lowered her eyebrows for a moment, and when she raised her eyes again, her voice seemed calm, but Mu Wanwan heard an imperceptible tremor.

"I will watch you, without you, that person cannot do great evil."

Mangmang spat at Chengyan: "Only you, take your master's words as the golden rule. If that person wants to do evil, even without me, the world will be in chaos."

Cheng Yan looked at Mang Mang indifferently: "Mang Mang, you are the evil sword."

Mangmang seemed to have heard something terrible, and grabbed Chengyan's collar: "Yes! I am Xiejian! Only you, only you, Chengyan, is pure and flawless! Only you represent the right way of heaven and earth! But look She, look who she is!"

Mu Wanwan was at a loss when she saw Mangmang pointing at herself.

Immediately Cheng Yan also looked over, with a moment of hesitation in his eyes, Mu Wanwan saw the doubt in Cheng Yan's eyes.

Mangman let go of Chengyan, but Chengyan seemed to have lost his fulcrum.

"how could be?"

Seeing this, Mang Mang laughed wildly.

"He doesn't want me, and you don't. You don't even recognize her!"

Chengyan walked towards her step by step, his eyes were slightly red.

"how could be?"

Mu Wanwan saw Cheng Yan stop in front of her, saw the golden pattern between Cheng Yan's eyebrows, and saw Cheng Yan's eyes full of nostalgia.

Then I saw Chengyan put his hand between her eyebrows.

She seemed to have lost her bearings again, lost her weight.

Mu Wanwan felt like a leaf, a flying flower.With the wind fluttering, swaying down.

She can see the blue sky and even smell the grass and trees in the air.

"You took this sword from the sword furnace, what are you going to call it." There was endless tenderness in the voice of the speaker.

"Its previous owner has already given it a name. It told me it's called Chengyan." The woman's voice was flat, but Mu Wanwan could hear the excitement she was hiding.

"You like it?" the man asked again.

"I like it very much." It seems that it is not very good to break the topic like this.So he said again: "Could it be that brother is planning to give your sword a new name?"

The man thought for a while: "Although my life is very good, the ancestors said that this name is too scary. I asked the ancestors if there is a way to change the name. The ancestors said that the sword spirit changes with the sword owner. Even if the evil sword is held in the hands of a person who has no other thoughts, it may become the sword of justice. It has nothing to do with external objects, but only in my own heart. I think, when I become crazy and become a demon when I become obsessed with one thing, this name will naturally be It can be changed."

The woman smiled after hearing this: "Then I wish senior brother to change the name of Yushi as soon as possible."

The man walked away smiling.

It's just that the days of warm sun and wind will always pass, and storms will come one after another.

Her senior brother hadn't changed the name of his sword yet, and he had already done something to ruin the world.

That winter, Mu Wanwan hung on a branch as usual, listening to the woman in the yard humming a song, but when she was caught off guard, she heard the news she didn't want to hear.

"Brother has defected."

And at this time, it was the Xianmen Conference held every three years.

She didn't know what happened at the Xianmen Conference, but at the most lively time of this event, she heard heartbreak.

Those six words were like a nightmare that could not be shaken off, following her all the time.

In the end, it also changed from defection to something else.

Massacre the city, bewitched, and kill like hemp.

It seems that the gentle and easy-going person who was at the beginning never existed.

Then, it was the siege organized by Xianmen, and that person took her to a deep mountain.

During that time, they lived the ordinary life that every ordinary person lives.

It's just that you can't hide, you can't hide after all.

That day when everyone from Xianmen gathered, she looked at the familiar faces, but felt her throat was sore and she couldn't say anything.

On one side is his lover, on the other side is his former classmate.

She found that she couldn't abandon her senior brother no matter what.

So all searches came to nothing.

(End of this chapter)

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