Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 384 Until the end of time, only you and me are left (46)

After the grief, there is a killing.

Li Bai caught the mastermind who wanted to destroy the Lingyue Sect. He alone beheaded 120 and seven members of the Hongming Sect with one sword, and forced the leader of the Hongming Sect to kill himself in front of him.

After the bloody massacre, the catastrophe is over.

Everyone passed the New Year in peace and stability, and ushered in the second spring.

From the beginning to the end, Li Bai did not tell Luo Heng that Luo Qinglian jumped off the cliff, and her life and death were unknown.

Luo Heng thought that Luo Qinglian was being stubborn, and after being reprimanded by him, he made her petty and sneaked out of the door.

Li Bai also believed that she would not die.

Luo Qinglian, why did she die?
She is so stubborn and loves beautiful scenery so much, she should be playing somewhere, and then choose a certain time to come back to seek revenge on him.

The hatred in her eyes is so strong, she will not die.

As long as she can come back, even if she comes to take his life, it doesn't matter.

"Squeak-"

The door was pushed open, and Luo Qinglian's room remained as it was before she left.

The quilt on the bed was messy and unmade, and there was no rouge and powder on the dressing table, only a mahogany comb, with a few long hairs remaining among the wooden teeth.

Li Bai raised his hand, twirled her black hair, stroked it a few times, and seemed to be able to feel the fragrance of her hair.

Missing always wears people off.

In his thoughts, he gradually forgot that he used to like to indulge in mountains and rivers, yes, once.

When he put the word "once" on his former favorite Indulgence Shanshui, it proved that now, in his heart, Shanshui Jianghu is far less than Luo Qinglian.

I used to be obsessed with traveling everywhere, wanton in the rivers and lakes, and felt leisurely and happy, but now I realize that the mountains, rivers, and beautiful scenery are not as good as the bluestone trails that I walked with you under the umbrella.

The door was closed, and the tender nostalgia in Li Bai's eyes seemed to overflow. He sat on the stone bench in front of Yan Huan's room and looked at the locust tree that was frozen to death last winter. The rotten wood was felled, leaving a stump.

The dead tree is in spring, but there is no sprout.

He caressed the stump of the locust tree, the annual rings were entwined and climbed up the moss, mottled and decayed, like our entangled fate.

The spring breeze is back.

And you don't.

……

early spring.

Along the Mu River, a cold and gorgeous man in white clothes and silver hair suddenly appeared.

When others asked his name, he only said one sentence, Qinglian Layman.

He went along the Mujiang River to every lively tea house and tavern, and asked about a woman's whereabouts.

No one has seen the woman.

He asked all the way, searched all the way, but there was no news.

He fell in love with drinking, not tasting cup by cup, but pouring into altars.

He fell in love with writing poems and reciting poems after drinking, not because of his ambition to swallow mountains and rivers, but because of his love for his sons and daughters.

He fell in love with Dancing Sword Under the Moon, not because he was fierce and domineering, but because he was affectionate and sincere.

After getting drunk, he would see the woman he was thinking of. She rested her chin, her eyes were playful, she would sometimes call him uncle with a smile, and sometimes accuse him of drinking so much wine.

Why do I drink so much alcohol?

Because if you don't drink, you won't be able to see you.

Although wine is spicy, memories are bitter.

But I miss you sick, miss you addicted.

I have seen thousands of rivers and mountains, but I can no longer see the beautiful scenery from them, and I look like your eyebrows and eyes everywhere.

A three-foot long sword can cut endless lovesickness and love.

……

Spring to summer solstice.

The sun was hot and dazzling again.

The horseshoe got a lot, and finally arrived at the destination.

The majestic and majestic city wall is majestic and majestic. There is a plaque inlaid with nanmu wood hanging on the city wall, and the letter: Kyoto.

　Thanks to Xiangle (Gu Dasha) for rewarding 200 book coins~

　　Thank you Lzhyue for rewarding 99 book coins~

　　Thanks to Zheng Shibiao for rewarding 688 book coins~

　　【Quietly, Mimi puts her cold hands into the hands of the little fairies to warm them~】

　　[The next chapter is about to meet! ! 】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)