The Snow and the Moon in the Wind: The Lights Dim and the Way Back

Chapter 100
The nineteenth day of the first month of the seventh year of Mingde
The battle will eventually end, and people will eventually go home.

Beautiful women are far away, and their hearts are like each other.

With a bang, the pagoda under the two of them shattered, and the young man jumped up, pointing his sword at the moon.

"On the way back to the moon, the wanderer will finally come back, come back!"

The crescent moon shrinks like a shooting star, and instantly enters the sword.

All of a sudden, the canopy appeared in silver frost and moonlight, and a sword of moonlight appeared in the young man's hand.

"This sword said: The old man returns!"

The sword is condensed with frost, shining like a star, piercing Ye Ding's hand, and piercing his heart.

"Good sword!"

Ye Dingzhi stretched out his right hand to resist with his palm.

The purple air rises, holding heaven and earth in the palm, the sword of Yuehua pierces the palm, emitting a gradual light.

"This sword is very beautiful. The old man is still there, don't ask about the past. But it's not enough!"

The young man looked at him coldly, seeing his purple eyes smiling, talking and laughing happily, he suddenly thought of the simple man he used to be, he was not wrong, what was wrong was that in this world, those who were destined to love were injured all over their bodies.

In grief and indignation, the boy roared angrily.

"Farewell!"

Yuehua soared upon hearing the sound.

But this was not enough, the young man bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood on the sword.

Feed the sword with blood, sacrifice the sword with blood, drink human blood with the sword, and be invincible!

Yuehua's momentum soared by three points again. Seeing Ye Dingzhi's surprised eyes, this sword broke through his palm and slashed across.

"Boom", the sound is endless.

Another ten-foot-long sword energy penetrated the Dafanyin Temple and Khotan Kingdom.

The Luoyue River was thus formed.

The sword broke through the thousand-year-old city, and the momentum shocked thousands of miles.

Yueqing and Yin Luoxia changed positions and remained silent.

This is not their battle, they can't help, they can only watch the battle, and they can only watch the battle.

month, disappeared.

The blizzard stopped.

There was a fog ahead.

Yueqing was a little worried and anxious. She didn't know who she was worried about. He should be worried about Ye Dingzhi, but he wanted to see that boy in his heart.

"You said, is it over?"

Yin Luoxia was very calm about this, she was only a little familiar with Ye Dingzhi, but very familiar with the young man.

"No. Still fighting!"

really.

As the sound fell, two figures appeared in the smoke and dust, but Ye Dingzhi was much more embarrassed than before.

The clothes on the upper body were already broken, revealing strong and powerful muscles, sturdy and heroic, making people daunting, but the muscles are now full of sword marks.

At this moment, the boy's turban had fallen on the eaves, his hair was scattered behind him, his face was covered with scars, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his left hand was hanging down, obviously the injury was serious.

"wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

Leaning on the sword, the young man gasped violently, letting the blood slide down the hilt to the blade.

Staring at the man, he is stubborn and tenacious.

"I still have the last sword!"

Ye Dingzhi also panted slightly, looked at the boy's unyielding eyes, and smiled.

"Another sword? Very good! In this world, I despise anyone except you and Baili Dongjun! It's a pity that Baili Dongjun is abolished now, and you are the only one who can be my opponent!"

"This sword, which I realized in Kunlun Mountain, is called Fleeting Years! How dare you take it!"

"Youth is gone, fleeting years are gone. Good name, but I don't know, what about the sword!"

"You'll see!"

The young man struggled to get up, panting wildly again, and slid his left hand along the lines of the Iron Horse Glacier one by one. The blood stained the Iron Horse Glacier, and slowly dripped down the blade of the sword.

The boy closed his eyes, and a sword intent bloomed in all directions along his body.

Move without wind, walk without heart.

Ye Dingzhi panted and mobilized the Void Mind Divine Art, layer after layer of purple aura appeared in front of him, he could feel that the young man's sword was very special.

Swizzing, whistling, densely covered with code words, like wind and human voice.

Suddenly,

Open your eyes.

A sword light streaked across the sky.

The young man also flashed like a flash of sword light.

There is no powerful sword move, no mighty sword power.

All the power is concentrated on one sword.

Fleeting time, isn't it just passing by in a flash, how could it be so powerful?

Passing away silently in the years, aging silently in youth, this is fleeting time.

"Half life is wind and rain and half life is cold, a glass of turbid wine to toast the fleeting year. What a fleeting year, what a sword above a fairy."

Ye Dingzhi spit out a mouthful of blood slowly, knelt down on one knee, showing a wry smile and a trace of emotion.

He was indeed not as good as him at the previous age.

The young man also knelt down slowly behind him, his face was pale, blood kept spitting out from his mouth.

This battle is the most tragic battle he has experienced so far, and it is also the longest battle.

He was a little tired and sleepy, and his eyelids began to close slowly involuntarily.

Behind him, Ye Dingzhi's indifferent voice suddenly came.

"But, it's not enough! You haven't killed me yet! Aren't you going to knock me down?"

The boy turned around with difficulty, showing disbelief in his eyes.

I saw a puff of heat coming out of Ye Dingzhi's body, and there was an illusion of King Kong's angry eyes behind him.

Seeing the doubt in the young man's eyes, Ye Dingzhi gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said softly.

"That sword of yours almost killed me. But unfortunately, it was a little bit worse."

"You, what kind of exercise is this?"

"Fudoming Wang Gong, have you heard of it? The world's most overbearing, overbearing and also the easiest to hurt yourself. It can burst out all the power in the body in an instant. It can kill people in adversity! Now, you think you can still win ?"

The young man was indifferent and speechless, he was exhausted now, his internal energy was so empty that it was difficult to even walk, let alone kill.

But he refused to admit defeat, because he still had strength and he could stand up.

"Aren't you going to leave room for yourself?"

Staggering, shaking, getting up slowly, very slow and difficult.

Seeing the young man still standing up in such a situation, Ye Dingzhi admired him slightly, but also felt slightly moved.

"If I kill you today, the way of swordsmanship in this world will be as dim as a long night"

"Thank you for your compliment, but unfortunately, I may not die!"

"Oh, it's all like this, can you still draw a sword?"

The boy said calmly.

"Yes, I can still use a sword! It can definitely defeat you!"

Ye Dingzhi was slightly taken aback, then smiled.

"Okay! Let me see how you make this sword!"

The young man stood up and dragged the iron horse Binghe towards Ye Dingzhi step by step.

The trajectory of the sword marks on the ground meanders and circles, like an earthworm.He took a staggered step and almost fell to the ground, but he stood up again holding the sword, and the gasping in his mouth became more and more heavy. He was like an old man in his twilight years, or like a dying young child, dragging a sword that he couldn't lift , Walking towards a middle-aged man, so overreaching, yet admirable.

Ye Dingzhi stood quietly at the same spot, watching him walk over step by step. With a distance of more than ten meters, he seemed to have walked for a century, and also for a spring and autumn.

"You can't even lift your sword, how do you draw your sword?"

Looking at the purple-eyed man in front of him, the boy showed a green but persistent smile.

"Who said I couldn't lift it up!"

Holding the iron horse Binghe with both hands, the tip of the sword rose slowly, slowly rising.

Finally, the tip of the sword touched Ye Dingzhi's chest.

Time slows down at this moment.

Ye Dingzhi felt the sword on his chest that could only be supported by himself, and said contemptuously.

"This is your last sword."

"Yes."

"What about the name? Don't you like calling names very much?"

The young man was slightly shy and embarrassed, but still said two words.

"Definitely!"

"Resolute? Resolute, resolute!"

After silently reciting three whispers and three memories, Ye Dingzhi's eyes gradually enlarged, and the tip of Iron Horse Binghe's sword gradually shone.

Life for life, close-range explosion.

There is no retreat, no one knows life and death, and everything is decided by fate.

This sword is decisive and determined.

Without the determination to die, how dare you use this sword.

A loud bang.

The scene of the sword being given by Qingshui Lake in Gusu resurfaced.

"That day, my teacher didn't let me see it, because he said, this sword is too miserable. It's called Jujue. Today, I will also give it to you. I hope you don't have a chance to use it."

"This is decisiveness. Life for life. Survival of the fittest. Do you feel its decisiveness?"

The scene of Qingshui Lake giving swords separately caught the hearts of the two.

Time went back to three seconds before the explosion.

"Do you feel my determination?"

Ye Dingzhi smiled wryly.

"I didn't expect that your sword would be used on me!"

White light flashed suddenly, and the explosion swept the two of them.

After a while.

A deep pit appeared in the original position of the two. On both sides of the pit lay two scarred people, and their blood flowed into the pit slowly like two rivers.

The two lay quietly on the ground, motionless.

after awhile.

When Yin Luoxia and Yueqing came here, seeing the completely changed Dafanyin Temple, it was not easy to look at each other in shock.

Suddenly.

Yueqing handed the child to Yin Luoxia, and suddenly ran over to help Mo Qianshang, which made Yin Luoxia speechless for a while.

Regardless of the filth and blood on the young man's body, Yueqing said in a little panic.

"Hey, how are you? Wake up!"

The young man slowly opened his eyes with a smile on his face.
"No loss, no win. Just a little tired"

opposite.

Ye Dingzhi got up slowly, his skill was already much stronger than Mo Qianshang, and he also had the magical skill of Void Mind to protect his body, so he naturally recovered a little faster than Mo Qianshang.

It's just that the purple in his eyes is much less at the moment, and there is more depression.

Yin Luoxia pulled out the Xiaying Sword, feeling a little nervous and flustered.

"Hey, Ye Dingzhi, what do you want?"

Ye Dingzhi shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed lightly.

"It's all right, Fairy Luoxia, I haven't seen you in eight years since the apocalypse?"

"It should be almost nine years! Hey, Ye Dingzhi, are you a human or a demon now?"

"Magic body and heart, does it count?"

Yin Luoxia was suddenly puzzled,

"Anything like that?"

"My body is a demon body, and my heart is a human heart. Qianshang temporarily suppressed my demonic thoughts, so I am half a person now."

"Yin Luoxia, it's okay, he's back to normal now."

Yueqing supported the boy and walked over slowly.

The boy looked at the former man and said with emotion.

"Brother Ye, long time no see."

Ye Dingzhi was a little sad, but also emotional.

"Yes! It's been a long time. It's been almost three years since we left that year."

"Yeah, three years"

"Where's Li Hanyi?"

"At home, wait for me to go back."

"Hahaha, it seems that you will be like me in the future"

"Is not it good?"

Ye Dingzhi was slightly taken aback,
"Very good, very good. It's rare to meet today, let's have a drink?"

"it is good!"

In the thatched cottage in Gusu, they never returned home until they were drunk.

Now, they can only drink one drink.

It's not that I don't want to get drunk, but that the people around me are no longer there.

How much love and hatred, how many joys and sorrows, like the Yangtze River, are all jokes.

After a moment.

A small teahouse, two people sitting opposite each other, a pot of wine, a portion of peanuts, and a portion of beef, this is today's dinner.

Knocking a peanut lightly, pouring a glass of wine, the two toasted.

Take a sip of fine wine into your throat, and forget your sorrows in this life.

The boy ate a mouthful of beef, drank a mouthful of wine, and said in distaste.

"This dish is incomparable to Brother Ye's. It's salty and tough."

Ye Dingzhi also swallowed it in one mouthful, spicy and refreshing.

"Haha, who told us to fight off all the people in the city, otherwise we can go to Fo Tiao Zhai to eat golden Luo Han Guo, Tathagata steamed cake, and Avalokitesvara taro paste, and taste the bitter Buddha wine there. "

"Actually, this wine is also good, spicy and bitter."

Ye Dingzhi shook his wine glass and said with emotion.

"This wine is called bitter wine. After eating bitterness, Fang's heart is natural. This is a unique strong wine in the Western Regions. The Zen here believes that only through hard work can one realize great freedom. .Cheap and inexpensive, available everywhere!"

"No wonder. Drink, brother Ye, only drink today, don't talk about sad things!"

"Dry!"

Qingming drizzle caresses the green hills, a hundred years of beasts wait for their dreams to return.

The light and shadow are interlaced and mottled, and people come and go to enjoy it alone.

When the flowers bloom and fall, don't be sad for the fleeting time.

The gathering and parting of life is unknown, remembering the past and offering sacrifices to Qingshan.

　Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a collection.

　　This scene of resoluteness was actually thought of in the first volume, and I am very happy to write it now.

　　In this scene, the young soul who never forgets his original intention is over.

　　In the next scene, the Demon Cult's Eastern Expedition will finally have regrets~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)