Breaking the Day

In the early morning, Lingshan sent Tibetan sword pavilion and Jiufeng Mountain.

The morning dew in the early morning condensed into crystals, and they turned into a series of frost hanging under the eaves, like a row of bright and crystal necklaces.

This is the residence where the disciples of Cangjian Pavilion live. The name is: Huitianju, originally called Mojianlou. The name means ten years of grinding a sword. It is the name given to the master of Cangjian Pavilion, Chaotianque.

At that time, the Tibetan sword pavilion was uplifting, and everyone's spirits were high. They all suffocated their energy to prove themselves, wanting to make a blockbuster.

Later, they did it under the leadership of Chaotianque. There were more than two thousand three hundred disciples in the hidden sword pavilion, all of them bravely killed four, and all of them went forward. They grind their swords for ten years and know the world!

But with the disappearance of Chaotianque, the hidden sword pavilion began to decline rapidly. In order to desperately maintain the position of the hidden sword pavilion, the disciples of the hidden sword pavilion paid a huge sacrifice. Every time they went on a mission, someone would die in battle, and they would be seriously injured. thing.

The original Mojian Building has also become a place for them to heal their wounds. At that time, the leader of Lingtian Thirteen Swords, Xiao Shishu, joked that the Mojian Building had become a place to heal wounds, and everyone needed a magic medicine to return to the sky.

As a result, Mojianlou has gradually become what everyone calls "Return to Heaven", and they all hope that one day they can return to heaven and save the sun!

But as time went by, they slowly realized that this was an ominous name, but in fact, they had lost their skills!

...

"Dingling" made a crisp sound, and the big brother suddenly recovered his senses. Only then did he realize that he had walked to the residence of the female disciple of Huitianju, "Fanghuating".

Most of the female disciples in the spiritual world are elegant people. At least after they have practiced for a long time, they will be more or less contaminated with a lot of elegance. They dress up their residences elegantly and exquisitely, just like: looking around the trees and forests, there are dense greens. There are buildings in rare places, and the breeze moves the curtain.

The pavilion is hidden in the jungle, the wind chimes are hidden deep under the attic, and the big brother is in the courtyard. At this moment, he seems to see the scene of the past reappear in front of him.

It was a breezy, sunny day, with the golden sun shining down, making people lazy and not wanting to move.

Not far away, there was a burst of crisp laughter mixed with crisp bells, like a slight ripple, and it was gently sent over. The big brother was struck by lightning. He turned around and looked at the entrance of the courtyard, but he saw a bright eye. , With red lips and white teeth, the smiling woman with a sweet smile played with a peach blossom in her hands. Behind her are two equally beautiful female disciples.

The three women saw the big brother at a glance, and they suddenly had a happy body shape, their feet slowed down, and their posture also calmed down. They changed from a happy little Jiabiyu to a calm lady.

"It's you..." The smiling woman closed her smile, but there were still two extremely beautiful pears at the corners of her mouth. She smiled and said to the senior brother, "What's the matter with you?"

The big brother had tears in his eyes, his lips squirmed, and he was about to speak, but he heard a shy voice next to him: "Little...little, little uncle asked me to come and get Lan Yundan."

The elder brother turned his head to look, but he saw a young and shy looking man standing not far away, who was exactly the man decades ago!

At that time, I tried to pretend to be calm in front of the younger sister, and didn’t want the other person to see his feelings. But at this time, the older brother looked at him, but felt that even the blind could clearly understand him. His feelings have almost overflowed from the corner of his eyes.

The two female disciples next to the little elder sister talked with a small smile, and looked at the young elder brother unceasingly. They covered their mouths and giggled, and whispered: "Look at this idiot!"

When the young master was at a loss, her cheeks were slightly red, but the little sister did not make him embarrassed at all. She went away like a gust of wind, and came like a gust of wind, and handed a green small medicine bottle into the hands of the master, she The voice exhorted softly: "Go tell the guy who knows to call others, he has hands and feet, and he wants to fetch things by himself, so why bother little brother?"

When the young big brother was a little red, he barely maintained his composure, and said nervously: "No, it's okay, it's okay for the uncle, and it's a matter for the nephew to serve, it's okay."

The two female disciples next to him couldn't help but giggled. The big brother who laughed so young couldn't stand it anymore. He panicked and said, "Is there anything wrong with the little sister? Yes, if it's okay, then I, I, I will..."

"Hey, wait..." The younger sister called to the young senior brother who wanted to escape. She stepped forward and gently turned out the folded collar for the senior brother, and then treated him like a gentle wife. Sweeping the folds of the robe, patted the dust on the shoulders, and said, "What an adult, don't pay attention to it! Go, remember to bring the words to you! You, too honest, honest, too bad !"

The big brother stared blankly at him when he was young and fled here as if he was running away. He was so embarrassed that the appearance of his neck caused the two female disciples to laugh forward and back together. At that time, he subconsciously glanced back, that little senior sister. Looking at him with a smile at the corner of his mouth, that smile was like a summer day when the water was moving and the wind was cool, and the smooth and mirror-like surface of the lake touched lightly, and layers of ripples poured into my heart.

The senior brother was in tears, and he tremblingly stretched out his hand to touch the little senior sister next to him, but when his hand was about to touch the little senior sister, her figure was like remnant snow, turned into flying ash, and suddenly disappeared.

It is still Tianju this time, it is still Fanghua Ting, but at this time in the twelfth lunar month, ice crystals are hanging on the curtain, although there are high winter sunshine, but it is biting cold on the body.

The tears that flowed down from the big brother just reached his cheeks, and they were frozen into ice. He stretched out in a panic to keep the "little sister" turned into ashes, but when he turned around, he saw that the little sister had fallen in a pool of blood. In the middle, she kept pouring blood in her throat, and tightly grasping the hand of the big brother next to her, she struggled and whispered: "Promise me...you must promise me!"

The big brother resisted his sorrow, he choked and said: "Yes, yes, I promise you..."

But the little sister did not let go. She still clung to the hand of her big brother who was holding her tightly. She exhausted all her strength and said, "You, what did you promise me?"

The big brother could not make a sound, choked hard to say: "I promise you, I will never avenge you! If you violate this statement, you will die!"

The little senior sister laughed, with relief in her smile, her lips moved slightly, and she whispered in a low voice: "Damn, idiot, I...I..."

The senior brother burst into tears, leaned forward to his mouth, and cried: "Little senior sister, what are you talking about?"

Little Senior Sister smiled, with tears in her eyes, and whispered: "Hi, I like... Hi..."

"Senior Sister, what are you talking about?" When the senior brother looked up again, he found that the smile on the face of the beautiful woman in his arms had frozen, and she could no longer speak.

He can no longer know what the next little sister is going to say!

Do you like him, or do you like Xiaoshu?

He will never know!

"Little Senior Sister!!! No!!!" Senior Brother raised up to the sky with a sorrowful roar, and his voice spread far away in the gloomy night.

...

When the big brother came back to his senses, he was already in tears, standing where he was already covered with frost, and he didn't know how long he stood.

He moved slowly, opened one of the doors, and came to the little sister's boudoir.

Although there was no one living here for many years, it was still tidy and clean. The big brother came to the counter, and he sat down slowly, staring blankly at the pen and ink on the counter. The paper inkstone seemed to have seen the scene where the little senior sister was holding his hand and teaching him to draw a talisman.

All of this made the senior brother uncontrollable, sobbing and crying: "Little senior sister, I'm sorry! For so many years...I haven't found a murderer! I...I'm not reconciled, I'm really not reconciled! You won't let me Go find the murderer! But I haven't been able to sleep well in all these years! I only need to close my eyes and I can see you when I close them! I can see you die in my arms! I, I'm really unwilling! Can't die, if I die! Who will avenge you!"

While crying, the elder brother whispered, "You will forgive me, won’t you? Little elder sister? I did the right thing, am I?"

The voice of the big brother softly spread out in the attic of Fang Hua Ting's solitary residence, lingering in the courtyard.