Red Heart Survey

  Chapter 685 The world is different in the sky

  The joyous atmosphere in Cloud City continues.

  The phoenix lantern was flying in the night sky. There was a rain tonight, but it was also dispersed by the monks of the Lingxiao Pavilion.

   Jiang Anan grabbed Ye Qingyu's hand and bounced around in the market.

  She played the phoenix lantern tonight and floated over the entire Cloud City. She ate a lot of delicious food and was extremely happy.

   "Sister Qingyu, look at this, this!"

  Xiao An’an pointed to a jade jue on the roadside stall, which was oval in shape, pure white in color, and carved with auspicious cloud-like patterns, which was really delicate.

   "Does it look good?"

   Ye Qingyu nodded seriously: "An An has a very good vision!"

  Jiang An’an grinned, turned his head, and said to the stallholder graciously: "Can I look at your piece of jade?"

  The owner of the stall was an old woman with white hair. He smiled and handed Yujue over: "Of course it can, Little Beauty."

  Jiang An'an turned her head in embarrassment, holding this piece of white jade, and whispered to Ye Qingyu: "Sister, do you think my brother Dai Yu looks good?"

  She has a very low voice, as if she was afraid that someone would **** her after listening.

  Ye Qingyu thought for a while. When he first met Jiang Wang at Yuhengfeng, he seemed to wear jade around his waist. See you later, but I didn't see it anymore.

   "It looks good," she said.

   "Then I will buy this!" Jiang An'an was happy.

  Looking at her touching silver in the squirrel box, Ye Qingyu also smiled: "This is the New Year gift you bought for your brother?"

  Jiang An'an nodded vigorously while counting the silver biscuits, muttering words in his mouth.

  "Where did you get the money for your brother's New Year's gift?" Ye Qingyu teased her deliberately.

"My brother gave it to me!" Jiang An'an replied crisply, not feeling that there was anything wrong with using his brother's money to buy gifts for his brother, and turned around to bargain with the stall owner: "Mother-in-law, I buy this, you can give it to me. Is it cheaper?"

   Ye Qingyu couldn't help covering her face. This silly girl, she hasn't started quoting yet.

  The old woman laughed so wrinkles piled together: "It's the cheapest for you!"

  Waiting to pay the bill, take Yujue in her hand, Xiao An'an's eyes bend into crescents. Putting this piece of jade into the squirrel box with great treasure, then obediently holding Ye Qingyu's hand, she said happily: "Sister Qingyu, let's go find my brother!"

  The soft little hands bring a kind of warmth in the cold night.

  In the crowded market, Ye Qingyu looked down and saw the stars. Sparkling, all in her eyes.

  At this moment, Ye Qingyu was too able to understand Jiang Wang’s love for Jiang An’an.

  Who can not love Jiang An'an?

  She has a pure heart like glass, with stars in her eyes.

  ……

  ……

  The bright moon shining on Yuncheng, I did not care about Xin'an City tonight.

  The dark clouds made Mingyue ashamed, and the beasts under the clouds were still fighting.

  Life and death are inherently eternal divisions.

  Dong A never gave up any opportunity to resist.

  Even if there is only one hand and one leg, he is fighting.

  Even if he hits with his head or bites with his teeth, he is fighting.

  I tried my best.

  He asked himself that he should have tried his best. I am worthy of my official position, worthy of the commitment on my shoulders, worthy of all the choices I have come along this way.

  After all the six killing nails were nailed down, and all his limbs were cut off, he finally could no longer move.

  He was nailed to the ground, knowing that he no longer had a chance.

  His reaction was dull.

  There is no fear or despair.

  It seems that the cold night is deep, as if he is just about to fall asleep...and he accepts the fact that he is asleep.

  In this battle that took place on Xin'ancheng Street, Dong A and Jiang Wang deliberately controlled the scope of the battle, and did not even affect the homes of the people on both sides of the long street.

  They remained silent throughout the battle. Only at the very beginning, they said hello to each other.

   "Teacher, long time no see."

   "Yes. It's been a long time."

  Only this dialogue.

  Except for themselves, probably no one can know their mood.

  In this battle that took place in Xin'an City, no matter how tragic the battle was, no matter how severe the injuries were, the two people who fought did not even hum.

  Silence is relative... Silence fights.

   Silent pain, silently endure.

  This pair of former masters and apprentices seems to have the same tenacity and the same stubbornness.

  Even at this moment, Dong A’s limbs were cut off, and the endless supernatural powers were nailed to death, and he did not say a word.

  He just felt the cold breath from the six long nails, felt the powerless attempts of the supernatural power seeds inside his body, and felt the blood draining unfettered.

  The feeling of life slowly passing by, for the first time so clear and specific.

  He looked at Jiang Wang quietly, guessing what kind of hard work this student had put in to get this set of spikes, and what kind of story he experienced.

   "It seems that I missed a lot..." he thought to himself.

   Jiang Wang knelt down on Dong A, imprisoning his actions, and at the same time watching him silently.

  In Dong Ana's eyes, Jiang Wang couldn't see any emotions.

   Except for his unconscious eyelids, it can also explain that he is not completely unable to feel the pain of the flesh.

  This is great.

  He can feel the pain, even if it's just physically...that's good.

  Jiang Wang silently turned back to the long sword, and slowly moved towards Dong A’s neck.

  This process is very slow, but there is no pause.

  Dong A’s eyes moved with this sword, clearly knowing that death was approaching.

   Close firmly.

   "What's the name of this sword?" He opened his mouth and asked.

  Jiang Wang crossed the long sword, allowing him to see the three-character inscription "Swallows return to the nest" on the sword.

  "It's called Sauvignon Blanc."

  Seeing all the eaves, Chunyan can’t fly back to the nest.

  Wandering in the old city, the heat and cold are all gone at four o'clock!

  The name of the sword is Sauvignon Blanc, and the sword Mingyan returns to the nest.

  This sword, this love, this heart!

  Dong A retracted his gaze.

   "I understand." He said.

  At that moment, there was a very complicated look in his eyes, but it was only a fleeting moment.

  The sky is dark. The rain will not fall.

   Sauvignon Blanc slowly approached, and finally lay on Dong A’s neck.

  Jiang Wang looked at Shen Yi’s eyes and asked, "Do you have anything to explain?"

  Dong A laughed.

   His unsmiling face was unexpectedly presumptuous when he laughed.

  He smiled arrogantly: "Boy, keep working hard. You are not qualified yet, ask me to explain."

  This is the first time Jiang Wang saw this person smile.

   is also the last time.

  As soon as the long sword was pulled past, a human head was cut off.

  In Dong A's body, the Tongtian Palace collapsed, and the three inner palaces collapsed one after another...The muffled noise, like the sound of firecrackers, welcomed the New Year.

  Even the emerald seed of supernatural power in the second inner mansion dissipated.

  Vitality is gone.

  Dao Li 3918 New Year's Eve, in Xin'an City, the capital of Zhuangguo, beheaded Dong A.

  Boom!

   Lightning ran across the sky and thunder blasted out.

  The sky was dark, and the rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell.

   Jiang Wang still kept the posture of kneeling and pressing Dong A, pulling out the killing nails one by one, and put them away.

  He is very slow and serious.

  Dong A is dead, Dong A is really dead.

  Jiang Wang looked up at the sky, the raindrops all over the sky were falling towards him.

  This is the New Year’s Eve in the year 3918 of Dao Li.

  Because it was raining, because it was too heavy, Jiang Wang couldn’t tell whether he was crying!

  ……

  ……

  ……

  【I wanted to end here, because this is the picture I really want to freeze.

  At the beginning of the Liang Ye scroll, Jiang Wang left Yuncheng and walked down the ascending cloud stage, leaving only a back view of the world. In Ye Qingyu's arms, An An stepped onto the ladder and walked to the sky.

  At that time, I thought of today’s scene, one in Yuncheng, one in Xin'an, one in laughter, and one in sorrow. This was Jiang Wang's choice and Jiang Wang's responsibility.

  I have revised this chapter many times, and each time is good, but I want the best.

  Finally, it is presented to everyone.

  The importance of saving the manuscript lies in this. Without saving the manuscript, it can only be changed and adjusted.

  The ending here is also very good. The mood is very full and it is in line with my personal aesthetics.

  But considering the layout of the entire plot, I sat all day and had a better choice.

  So come, the story continues. 】

  (End of this chapter)