Sovereign of the Era

A broken heart, where to find a bosom friend.

A pear flower withers, only rose snow red.

A beautiful smile, how can the past be from the beginning.

A sad samsara, where can I meet you again.

This sword was born extraordinary after a disordered song; floating clouds are not my intention, and I have been fingering for ten thousand years!

Among the mountains standing in the air, Lin Yun is in the boundless mountains and forests. He plays five songs in a row. Each song has no specific score, only by virtue of the mood in the heart, playing at will.

All the joys and sorrows, the joys and sorrows, all the blood and tenderness in his heart are in the five music scores. Xiao music between heaven and earth, in the mountains and forests, stirring, bright bloom.

Each song is his true feelings. The first one is his loneliness and loneliness, and also all his oppressed pain and torture on the road to heaven.

The second song is for elder martial sister Xinyan, the third is for yueweiwei, and the fourth is for Su ziyao.

These are the three most important women in his life. Each of them has an irreplaceable weight. Many times, they always wait until they are lost before they know how to cherish them.

At that time, I didn't understand, but the emotion was precipitated in my heart like old wine. The longer it was, the deeper the injury was.

For example, elder martial sister Xinyan, he just woke up with fright until now. It turns out that senior sister occupies such an important position in his mind.

Like the moon Weiwei, he looked at the jade flute in his hand, and immediately appeared the girl in red on the maple trees beside the river with a smile.

Red leaf River, the first moon, a smile miss life. Since then, love is hard to break, how can the past be recalled from the beginning.

Lin Yun looks at the jade flute in his hand, stunned.

The fourth song he is a brother for Su ziyao. This is his lover for two generations. How hard is reincarnation. He is the forest cloud of the earth and the forest cloud of JianNu, but the forest cloud of the earth is no longer there, so is the JianNu forest cloud.

Life two generations of samsara bitter, this body where to meet the king again.

Saying goodbye to Kunlun, Lin Yun died all his life on the road to heaven, only to come to Kunlun when he ascended to the top. Where can we meet again? When can we meet again?

How can the pain of samsara be compared with the word of love!

In the last song, he sang for the burial of the foil in his hand, and also for himself. We are not objects in the pool. This sword is extraordinary.

The master of Shengjian mountain is singing with his sword. The clouds are not my intention. Ten thousand years!

Lin Yun is the same as Lin Yun. The sword in his hand will not be trapped under the clouds and will be above the sky one day.

Among the mountains and forests, there are countless swords, which form ice crystal like flowers, which are full of emptiness. In the twinkling of an eye, they look like stars all over the sky.

Under the night, such a beautiful scenery, people can see.

"So it is."

Lin Yun whispered to himself. At this moment, he fully understood the true meaning of using Xiao to control the sword, which is a word of love.

His eyebrows are moving with heat. Lin Yun closes his eyes and feels that there is a majestic sword in the center of his eyebrows. He wants to break something, but he can't break it.

"Is it related to the meaning of four kinds of sword?"

This is not the first time that Lin Yun touches the center of his eyebrows as if he is thoughtful. Before that, when the sword idea has been improved, the eyebrow heart will have this change.

It turns out that Xiao Yin can also help me improve my sword sense. Lin Yun thought to himself that in this way, practicing Xiao is really practicing sword.

I'm really looking forward to what kind of light this sword in the sky can shine in my hands.

Whoa!

With a wave of his hand, Lin Yun can see a sword like flower in the mountain forest, which is like a Kongming lamp rising from the mountain peak.

It's beautiful. It's addictive.

Four points sword meaning, I'm afraid it will be so beautiful, Lin Yun read softly.

Bang! Bang! Qiang!

just before Lin Yun was ready to leave, the ethereal and high Miao Qin music suddenly sounded among the 108 floating peaks around Shengjian mountain. The sound of the Qin music among the peaks in the sky is as beautiful as the immortal sound, and it moves people's heartstrings in an instant.

What a brilliant piano sound!

Lin Yun was surprised to himself that the master of the piano was many times better than the man in Qingyi in Shengjian mountain before.

He listened attentively, and he could not help rising from the sky and cruising on the cloud.

After approaching, Lin Yun's arms spread out and the clouds, like layers of curtains, were uncovered in front of him.

When the clouds and fog dispersed, Lin Yun saw the player playing the piano in the pavilion on the top of the peak. There is a woman playing the piano in the pavilion. Her fingers are like snow and grease, playing on the strings.

How beautiful!

Just with these hands, we can conclude that the owner of the hand must be a beautiful woman.

Lin Yun looked up, and her eyes flashed a look of surprise. It was her!

The woman was dressed in white, with a white gauze hat on her head, and her beautiful face loomed faintly.

Can take a closer look, but across a layer of fog, can not really see the face.

Lin Yun firmly believes that she is the mysterious woman in Feiyun hall seven days ago, the woman in white who stares at himself secretly.Lin Yun quietly, quietly close, hidden in the clouds to observe.

Click!

The sound of the zither in the white dress woman's hand suddenly stopped, but a string broke. She said leisurely, "since you are here, you don't have to hide and hide. I was waiting for you."

Found, Lin Yun embarrassed smile, in the fog out.

He came to the cliff, to the pavilion, and found that there were already five wine glasses on the table beside him, which were filled with wine.

"The girl is waiting for me?"

Lin Yun asked curiously.

The woman in white laughed and said in a soft voice, "I haven't played the piano for many years. After hearing master Lin's five flute music tonight, I have some feelings and feelings. He picked up his old art and tried to attract him to make him laugh

"Mr. Lin..." Lin yunnian said with a smile, "you know my surname. It seems that it was you that day."

The woman in white didn't deny it. She said in a low voice, "they said that the road to heaven is coming. I'll come and have a look. It's really amazing. Otherwise, I'll miss a good play. A stranger is like a jade, and his son is incomparable in his life. He becomes a sword in seven steps and reaches the top of the holy sword mountain. The sound of the road and the sound of the sword bell ring through the clouds. "

"It's amazing enough. I didn't expect that master Lin's Xiao music was so accomplished. It really opened my eyes."

Lin Yun was so boasted, but he was a little embarrassed. He said in a low voice, "I just practiced flute. Where can I talk about my accomplishments?"

"But the sound of the flute clearly has got the essence of the rhythm. The sound of the Phoenix flute moves like a cloud. However, I would like to know why Mr. Lin's flute sound is so melancholy and touching Endless sadness, endless loneliness, endless joys and sorrows. " The woman in white looks up at Lin Yun. Her voice is clear and pleasant, like jade beads falling on a plate.

The smile on Lin Yun's face converged in an instant, and he was quite surprised. He didn't expect that someone would recognize the true meaning of the song and show a little bitterness on his face.

"Girl, do you want to hear a story?"

Lin Yun was silent for a moment. He did have the desire to speak.

"Sit down and drink. You say, I'll listen Baiyun woman reached out.

Lin Yun sat down, picked up his glass and said with a smile, "it turns out that this wine is really prepared for me, so I'm not polite."

He drank it in one gulp. It was a strong drink, burning like a fire in his throat. When the wine fell, his internal organs immediately turned to the sea, and his tears were burning in his eyes.

"Good wine!"

Lin Yun said again and again, "this story is really long. Once upon a time, there was a sword slave in a clan in a very remote place. He was gifted and savvy. He had nothing but sword washing skills, but he was a kind of crazy love!"

Ha ha ha!

Lin Yun burst out laughing. The laughter was sad, but it was full of heroism. He is clearly telling other people's stories, but his tears are flowing incessantly.

Little do not know, today and evening, the earth forest cloud and the JianNu forest cloud, already is one person.

He is Lin Yun on the earth, and the sword slave of Qingyun sect.

He told the story of Lin Yun to Su ziyao, from Qingyun Zong to the Qin Empire, to the death of xinjue, and to the snowstorm in the capital of the emperor. When he was angry, he turned into a beauty and pulled out his sword without turning back.

Speaking of, before leaving the Daqin palace, the woman who was angry with him and told him not to be complacent.

Bright sunshine, no complacency.

The woman in white looked through the bamboo hat and white gauze. Speaking of this, Lin Yun could not help but smile in the corner of her mouth. The guy was very proud.

"Are you really proud of sleeping with her?" The woman in white interposed for the first time. I don't know when in the pavilion, there is a layer of chill on it.

Half drunk and half awake, Lin Yun didn't notice. He said with a smile, "I'm not such a shallow person. I'm proud because she has me in her heart."

I don't know when the five cups of wine have been finished. Lin Yun poured himself wine and said as he drank.

He didn't know why he had no scruples today. Maybe it was hard to find a bosom friend?

Or maybe there are many stories in his heart that he wants to tell people that he has completely removed his guard in front of this stranger.

He also talked about the road to heaven, about the final war, declined the other side, said that he was just heartbroken, and did not really forget the other side.

There are also Xinyan, his heart also has many do not give up, his melancholy pain borrows from this.

"Don't be heartbroken. If you really have no feelings for these two women, you will be too indifferent. Maybe, your lover will not like you for this reason

The woman in White said in good time.

Lin Yun said with a smile, "no, it has nothing to do with her. I never thought that I would be trapped in love one day. The word "love" is really more difficult than kendo. Killing without blood is unforgettable and hard to give up. "

"Childe Lin, it's totally different from what I saw seven days ago."

Lin Yun put down his glass, his eyes were a little hazy, and he chuckled: "it's not different. It's just that I can't figure out what the old guy thinks. If he wants to play, let's play with him. It's just like playing a little big."He talked while drinking. At last, he was obviously drunk. He got up and drew with the other party, telling him what the five songs he had just played.

At the end, Lin Yun fell drunk in the pavilion, still mumbling in his dream.

When dawn still broke and the vast sea of clouds was covered with a golden light, Lin Yun opened his eyes leisurely. He was wearing a white fur fur coat, and the sun was shining on his face. Lin Yun opened his eyes lazily.

"Where is this place?"

Lin Yun wakes up and looks at it. The pavilion is empty.

It was not until he saw the wine glass on the table that Lin Yun began to think about it. He looked at his white fur fur coat and said with a bitter smile, "it's really humiliating to be drunk."

He stood up unsteadily, lifted up the glass and licked the remaining wine drop by drop.

Afterwards, he wiped it on the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "this wine is really good."

Wine is good wine, but I don't know if the woman in white is a good person.

Lin Yun shakes his head, does not think much, he crosses the boundless sea of clouds. After half a column of incense, she returned to Tingfeng residence again. A small figure in the middle of Ting Feng was fidgeting with her hair.

Lin Yun in front of a bright, is small ice Phoenix, she came back from ye Ziling.

Xiao Bingfeng heard the sound and raised her head. Lin Yun was suddenly frightened. All the drinks she drank last night were scared out.

See the small ice Phoenix hair hair, a mess, hair with sparrow nest like. His cheeks were bright and blush, with a good black pock marked on his face. The most important thing is that he still wears a red cotton padded jacket with rustic flavor.

Lin Yunchao stepped back and said, "where are the monsters?"

Xiaobingfeng heard the speech, choked a few times, and then sat on the ground, whoa cry up: "wuwuwu, Lin Yun, you son of a bitch, this emperor doesn't want to live!"

[the second chapter is delivered to you. Thanks for the 4 million coins awarded by yuqingfeng, I realized that he was the first local tyrant of Tiandao, yuqingfeng of Huya bottle house. But more happy is that he has another identity, he is an old book friend of Xianwu. Qinglong king, thousand year fire, white swordsman, Chu Chaoyun, Emperor Wuqian, Mochen, Liu Ruyue Who else remembers these? At that time, 100000 fairy friends did not know where they were scattered now. I'm back Are you all back? If you can, I'm tired of fighting these days, but I really miss you now. 】

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