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

Chapter 35

This sword struck Yan Buhui's head and his heart.

The bright moon hangs high, illuminating the depths of his heart.

Yan Buhui shouted angrily, his internal energy exploded, and Qi Xuan and Yu Ji flew out again.

Covering his head, he roared wildly, and he cried.

The swordsman who had never lowered his head in his life actually cried.

Perhaps, it's not that there are no tears but that it's not time to be sad.

Mo Qianshang sighed.

"go"

Luo Qinghong stepped forward slowly, she could feel his despair, his heartache.

Yan Buhui raised his head slowly, the purple light in his eyes was gone, only the young man was there.

The eyes that used to look at the common people like a dog are unprecedentedly gentle.

That was her familiar look, she had been waiting for ten years.

"Qinghong, ten years have passed, and you are still the same as before."

Tears, dripping again.

She choked, she trembled, she wept.

"You're back?"

Yan Buhui nodded and sighed.

"Yes, I'm back. I still remember the first time I saw you, the way you beat me with a whip, and you were so capricious at that time.

Later you said that the whip is not good-looking, you want to learn the knife.Together we form the Sword of Swords.Thinking about it now, it's like a story that happened yesterday. "

Luo Qinghong couldn't bear it any longer, and threw herself on him.

Tears soaked his blood shirt.

"Why! Why are you coming back now? I have been waiting for you for ten years! Ten years!"

Yan Bugui is sad,
"sorry"

She stretched out her hand, stroked his vicissitudes and bearded cheeks, and choked up.

"You were"

"I went. I really went. I was only one step away, and I stepped into the door, but, I fainted."

"Why didn't you arrive early?"

"I received your letter, and there are only three days left. I traveled day and night, but when I arrived, the wedding was over. In desperation, I passed out and was brought back to Wushuang City by my master."

Luo Qinghong eyes trembling,
"Are you serious?"

"I swear, if there are false words, heaven and earth will be destroyed."

Luo Qinghong choked up and said.

"I believe"

Because, his eyes did not deceive her.

Sudden.

Yan Buhui's eyes were red, and when he pushed them away, they turned red.

"No regrets, what's wrong with you?"

"do not come!"

Yan Buhui inside the body.

"You love her, you love her! You have to face up to your heart and give yourself to me."

"I don't regret it, that woman betrayed you, you can think clearly about this heartless sword."

"You hate your master, right? If he hadn't intercepted that letter on purpose, you wouldn't have missed Luo Qinghong at all."

"I don't regret it, Wushuang City is handed over to you, I'm getting old"

"Think about this desperate woman in front of you. She has been waiting for you for ten years. Can you bear it?"

"You were already here at that time, and it was your master who brought you back. If it wasn't for him, maybe there would be no tragedy! Hate it, be angry."

Yan Buhui roared angrily,
"No! No! Everything you say is wrong! Everything you say is wrong!"

Lovers are lost and found, gained and lost again.

Luo Qinghong couldn't help but took a step forward, "Clang", the ruthless sword was unsheathed.

Yan Buhui's eyes were cold, and he desperately pressed down the sword with his left hand.

"No! You can't kill her!"

"No, kill her, your heartless sword can truly be heartless."

Suddenly, Yan Buhui roared angrily.

"Kill me! Kill me! I can't control myself!"

Luo Qinghong mourned.

"No! I can't do it! I really can't do it!"

"Shoot the knife! Don't hesitate, or you will all die!"

Reach out and slowly draw the knife.

This knife is so difficult.

Good weight.

it hurts.

The most important thing is that life is broken and parted, and a touch of autumn wind sends people home.

Yan Buhui let out a rage, his eyes were covered with purple, and he ruthlessly pointed his sword at Luo Qinghong.

subconsciously.

She raised the knife.

He dropped his sword.

Pass through the chest.

"No!"

The mournful shout resounded through the sky.

The purple color disappears, and the fundus of the eyes is clear.

He drew his right hand towards the goddess statue, staying in fleeting years.

Lift gently.

She covered his hand.

He caressed her jade face.

"If there is an afterlife, I would like to turn into a spring breeze and protect you for the rest of your life."

droop.

leave.

The body is like smoke and dust, turning into yellow sand and dissipating with the wind.

Everyone in the field was sad.

Tears flowed from the giant sword boy, he finally understood why his master didn't let him practice the ruthless sword, it wasn't ruthless, it was a tragedy.

After knocking three times, he turned and walked towards the outside of Wushuang City.

Since then.

He is Wuzong swordsman, he has no home.

Li Hanyi's eyes were red, and he murmured.

"Qian Shang, I got sand in my eyes. Don't move."

Mo Qianshang was speechless and hadn't spoken yet.

The girl was already in her arms, twitching slightly.

Mo Qianshang felt that the tears also soaked his clothes.

And he didn't shed tears.

Whose is that crystal clear?
after awhile.

Luo Qinghong cheered up, walked in front of the boys and girls,

Hand out the fleeting year in your hand.

Mo Qianshang was speechless,
"This is?"

"For you. Thank you for helping me fulfill my wish."

Mo Qianshang felt a little embarrassed now, and smiled sarcastically.

"What's the point of this?"

"Mr. Mo, you gave me the knife with the intention first, and the second was to save my life, and you also helped me fulfill my wish. I hope you can accept this bottle of fleeting years. Otherwise, Luo Qinghong will not be safe in this life."

Mo Qianshang hesitated for a moment,
"Forget it, since you've said that, I'm not hypocritical."

After taking the bottle, the golden yellow liquid shone brightly in the sun.

"By the way, what are your plans for the future?"

Luo Qinghong smiled freely, put the knife behind her, and walked down the mountain.

"I will go back to the Northwest Desert to see the great rivers and mountains for him. If Mr. Mo is free to go to the Northwest, he must come to my Sunset Gate as a guest."

After all, leave in style.

Looking at the lonely figure, the boy sighed.

"After the phoenix trees were half dead and the frost cleared, the white mandarin ducks flew away."

"Hey."

Looking at the girl in his arms, he felt inexplicably sad, what will happen to his future with her?

But when he saw the fleeting time in his hand, he also smiled slightly,
"cold clothes"

The girl looked up,

"Qian Shang, what's wrong?"

A thud.

Mo Qianshang casually discarded the empty bottle.

Li Hanyi froze for a moment,
"What did you drink for me?"

"The wind is always there, the rain never dies, the fleeting years are not drunk, and the fleeting years stay."

After the voice fell, the brilliance flashed.

Li Hanyi's originally beautiful face now has an extravagant temperament.

The cocoons and some scars caused by practicing swords have disappeared.

The face became whiter, more moving, and shone brightly.

At this moment, if a fairy descends to earth, the beauty is suffocating.

Mo Qianshang said in a daze,

"It's so beautiful. I should call you little fairy from now on."

The girl was overjoyed and full of shame, but her face turned cold and she turned around.

"If you do this again, I will ignore you in the future."

Mo Qianshang was in a hurry,
"Don't, don't, can't I change it? I will never bark in the future."

The girl smiled happily,
"It's almost there."

Mo Qianshang asked suddenly.

"Han Yi, do you have an engagement?"

The girl wondered.

"no, what happened?"

The boy breathed a sigh of relief.

"Nothing! I'm just asking. Let's go to the next place."

"it is good!"

When he reached the intersection, the boy suddenly remembered that there were still two heroes.

Turn around and say hello.

"Both, thank you very much. If you have time to visit Xueyue City, I will treat you well."

The girl whispered.

"Qian Shang, don't you still owe Xueyue City 10 taels?"

The teenager smiled awkwardly.

"I don't have too many debts, I can pay on credit, hahaha"

The girl chuckled, and the two left the place in a hurry.

Baifa and Ziyi supported each other.

Violet shrugged,

"It's all right now, the bamboo basket fetching water is useless!"

"No! I have gained more."

The wind blows.

Yellow sand rises.

Long sword isolated.

It tells of the helplessness and parting in the world.

In many cases, an accident is a tragedy.

Who can tell?

Yan Buhui, I don't know if what he doesn't regret is the previous encounter, or the original youthful heart?
　Ask for a ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)