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

Chapter 346 Extraordinary Story ([-]) Eternal Light and Darkness

Jiuxiaocheng.

The light rain is cool and cool, so the summer heat is cooler.

The new shoots in the ground quietly reveal immature green seedlings, bringing a touch of green in this summer.

in the dark.

Under the lush willow tree, holes slowly appeared one after another.

The sand sank, revealing immature bugs.

With the only light in this life, they struggled to climb towards the tree trunk.

All around are brothers.

Birdsong came from the sky.

The terrifying predators pounced down without retreating. To live is hope. Even if only one survives, the future will be bright.

Compared with the continuation of race, life is nothing.

The willows are in a secluded small courtyard, and the green bamboo barrels continuously pass the clear spring to the pool below.

A man in red was sitting under the eaves.

Poured a cup of tea for himself, held the teacup with both hands, the man closed his eyes lightly, revealing a feeling of endless aftertaste.

Putting down the teacup, he looked ahead indifferently,

"You came."

In his field of vision, a man holding a paper umbrella was approaching him with steady steps.

It had just rained, and the paper umbrella was a little wet, so the man shook the paper umbrella lightly, placed it beside the stone steps, and then sat next to the man in red.

The man in red smiled and poured him a cup of tea himself.

"Try it, freshly soaked."

The man holding the umbrella picked up the teacup, held it politely, and then took a sip.

Bitter and sweet.

Putting down the teacup, the man saw that the bird took away a worm,
"You're waiting for me."

The man in red has vicissitudes of eyes, revealing the mottled years,

"Yes."

"You knew I was coming?"

"Only you can find me."

"Why do you do that? Isn't he your friend?"

The man in red didn't answer, but looked at the sunshine after the rain,

"Sunshine, that's great."

"You still have not answered my question."

The man in red lowered his head slightly, looked at his right hand, and then put it away.

"I have already answered you."

The man narrowed his eyes, trying to recall what he said, but still couldn't figure it out.

"Changhe, you are still the same as before, always doing things that I can't understand."

Su Changhe stood up with a half-smile,

"Mu Yu, if you understand. Your name is Su Changhe."

Su Muyu also stood up, walked to his side,

"So you're always smarter than me."

Picking up the long sword with dragon pattern and dragon head on the stone steps, Su Changhe drew it out with a bang, the cold light flashed across the shadow, the shadow of the sword fascinated the soul, brushed the blade with his left hand, sighed softly,
"But you gave me the position of being the patriarch."

"Because you are more suitable for this position than me."

"Really? But I don't think so."

With a sound of brushing, the long sword was sheathed, and he turned and sat back to his original position.

"It's been more than ten years. How are you and Bai Hehuai? How come I haven't heard from you? Has the silver in the small courtyard been dug up yet?"

Su Muyu fell silent for a moment.

Su Changhe looked at him with a half-smile,
"You are really a piece of wood. This woman has been with you for more than ten years. You still don't understand her mind."

Su Muyu raised her head, blushing a little, a little embarrassed,
"After we go back. We will get married. You must come then."

"Okay! This is a good thing. It turns out that you have finally enlightened. Bai Hehuai has finally blossomed and borne fruit."

"Well. What about you?"

Su Changhe was a little surprised, a little funny,

"Me? Just like me, how can a girl like you. She liked Yumo back then, but she just liked you. Later, she fell in love with Tang Lianyue. I don't understand, what's wrong with me? Hey, I'm just so ugly!"

With his head down, Su Changhe shook his head and smiled wryly.

Picking up the teacup, he took a deep sip.

"Hey, these women are all guys who judge people by their appearance. I don't understand what is the beauty of the soul is real beauty?"

Su Muyu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled,

"Maybe it's because you don't give others a chance. Otherwise, there are definitely more people who like you than what you see."

"No, no, no. I am the head of the family anyway, how can I like an ordinary woman! At least a woman on the beauty list is worthy of me."

"I didn't expect you to have so many requests."

"Of course, that's a lifetime thing. How can it be careless."

"Then I'll go back and help you see if there are any similar girls."

"Okay! I'm waiting for your good news."

silence.

Quiet.

After a while.

"Mu Yu, has it been 12 years?"

"Well. How have you been in the past 12 years?"

"It's okay! It's just that being alone is a bit boring."

"Why don't you come to Qiantang to see me?"

"You don't like the dark river, so I will keep the dark river away from you."

"we are brothers."

"Because I'm a brother, I have to think about you. I know, you don't like Dark River."

Su Muyu sighed softly,
"Then why are you dealing with Xueyue City?"

"I've answered it before."

"Stop it, can you?"

Su Changhe smiled lightly, and put the Sleeping Dragon Sword on his knees.

"It's up to you to decide."

Su Muyu didn't understand, she turned around,

"What do you mean?"

Seeing a flash of cold light, Su Changhe made a move.

Subconsciously, Su Muyu stretched out his right hand, the umbrella shattered, and a long sword emerged from the umbrella.

Hold, stab, all in one go.

Blood slowly flowed out along the sword, staining his palm red.

Su Muyu stared blankly at the sword in her hand, paused every word,
"Why, you, want, this, what, do?"

original.

That cold light turned out to be the hilt of the Mianlong Sword, and what Su Changhe stretched out was just the scabbard of the Mianlong Sword.

Facing Su Muyu's questioning, Su Changhe just replied with one sentence.

"For, Dark River."

For a moment, Su Muyu was stunned.

Su Changhe moved back slowly, his long sword left his body with a hissing sound, blood gushed out again, staining his clothes red, but he slowly leaned on the stone steps unconsciously, and handed out the Sleeping Dragon Sword in his hands,
"It's over to you."

It is the Sleeping Dragon Sword, and it is an underground river.

Looking at him in shock, Su Muyu stepped forward and hugged him.

At this moment, his heart is so confused, so sad, so indignant.

"Why! Why are you doing this?"

Facing Su Muyu's distressed look, Su Changhe actually showed a nostalgic expression,
"The dark river, in my hands, is still a dark river, and it still has no light. But in your hands, I believe, it has light."

Tears, slipping down.

Voice, choked.

"If you just want me to take over Dark River! You tell me! I will definitely agree. But why are you doing this?"

Facing this question, Su Changhe glanced at his right hand indifferently, and left a sentence,

"Don't practice Yan Mo Palm! Remember, remember!"

Close your eyes and leave this world.

Like catkins drifting by, and like dandelions flying, Su Changhe's body turned into dust, filling the space between the sky and the earth.

Su Muyu maintained the posture of hugging him, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

He understood everything.

His hands are so dark, so hungry.

"It turns out that he really has been waiting for me."

(End of this chapter)