Langya Bang Jingsu - Nuo

The skin is as creamy and soft as catkins, it is clearly another person.Xiao Jingyan let go of his hand a little, but the hand was still holding him, trembling slightly.

No.

His eyes widened.

My eyes were blurred and I couldn't see anything clearly.It can only be vaguely distinguished that there is a slight fire nearby.

"Son..."

It was clearly a woman's voice, soft and weak, but also somewhat fearful.

Xiao Jingyan looked around at the sound, but couldn't see anything clearly.

"Your poison, Gong Yu can only help you so far. Although you can't see things clearly... But Gong Yu will definitely find a way." She spoke slowly, as if she was deliberately probing.

Xiao Jingyan grabbed Gong Yu's wrist with his backhand, and Gong Yu trembled in shock. "where is he?"

"Who……"

"The one who played the flute just now."

"Just...just now...it was Gong Yu blowing..."

"Not you."

Xiao Jingyan groped backward habitually, and he really pulled out the Chiyan Sword.

"Your internal energy is well hidden, but too much is leaked."

"I……"

"Say!"

Gong Yu's right hand was clutched by Xiao Jingyan, looking at the Chiyan Sword pressing tightly around his neck, he was speechless.

"You don't have to force her. It's Su Mou's flute to wake up the Seventh Hall Master."

He has changed too much.How could... be so impatient.

Mei Changsu couldn't hold back his cough for a long time.As if... was about to fall down at any moment.

Xiao Jingyan let go of his hand, and looked in that direction blankly, and Gong Yu hurried to the side.

"Suzerain! Suzerain!"

metropolitan?

He seems to be a person who is not in good health.Such a violent cough seemed to cough up his life.No wonder the flute sound is so ethereal.

"metropolitan……"

There was a cry in Gong Yu's voice.

"Is this gentleman unwell?"

"It's okay... I'm sick! Gong Yu, you go down first."

He finally stretched out his hand and held Xiao Jingyan.

Jingyan grasps the light in his life.

"You saved me. Thank you." Not a question.Xiao Jingyan has always trusted his intuition.It's like he has always believed that Xiao Shu is not dead.

"No... I didn't save you. I just found you in the dense forest." Mei Changsu moved the lamp in front of Xiao Jingyan, carefully scrutinizing this face, which he had painted countless times.Although the eyes are dull, but they are so real.

He stretched out his fingers unconsciously, wanting to touch the face as gentle as a jade carving.

"The one who saved you is the person you have been calling for. I think you can call him the sword god Lin Shu."

Xiao Jingyan's hand holding the Chiyan Sword suddenly clenched.

Chiyanjian lay quietly under the moonlight and firelight.The red and complicated decorations seem to be covered with blood.

"When I found you, the red-sleeve-moved purple snake was beside you. They were determined to kill you. The poison is hard to cure. We saved your life, but we can't do anything about the eye disease."

Mei Changsu took something from behind and put it in Xiao Jingyan's hands.

"Come on, take it."

Xiao Jingyan leaned closer to the faint light, groped with his hand, and drew the thing in the darkness.Slender, smooth, graceful, concise.There is only a simple coiled dragon pattern, but it is also majestic and dignified.

Xiao Jingyan seemed to see its shadow.The whole body is crystal clear and white, and the head of the sword is inlaid with round and clear sapphires.The dance is as if the moon is in the sky and the wind is blowing, and the clouds and the moon are pushed away in a misty way, calm and kind.

He suddenly saw the man who danced the sword under the moon many years ago, where the clothes were flying, and the stream of light was passing by.Flying flowers fell like snow one after another, startling Liu Ying's side lamp.

"Chang Lin...my Chang Lin..." Xiao Jingyan suddenly fell silent.The feeling of this sword is too familiar, as if Xiao Shu returned to him.

"Who are you...why is Changlin here with you?"

Mei Changsu looked at Jingyan's eyes filled with tears, and felt choked up.

Who is he……

Is it... your Lin Shu...

Xiao Jingyan couldn't see clearly, but he still stubbornly wanted to get the answer.

"I'm here...Langya Pavilion, Mei Changsu. The Changlin Sword was sent to the Langya Mountain Sword Pagoda by a farmer many years ago."

"Langya Pavilion? The peasants there will easily send the Changlin Sword to the Langya Pavilion."

"This is a deal." Mei Changsu calmed down, "That farmer is from Meizhou. He lives...under Meiling."

Meiling...

The wind became louder, as if waves had been stirred up, slapping the shore frantically.

He heard ghostly weeping.Come from Meiling, go to the bottom of my heart.

His little Shu, too, had walked through that bloody hell.

The world is a cage, and who has ever escaped.

"This is where?"

"Yushan, Qizhou, a private residence in Jiangzuo."

Xiao Jingyan didn't speak any more, but held Changlin Sword and Chiyan Sword in his arms for a long time.

The night rain in the rivers and lakes never stops, and the wine and the lamp are drunk in late autumn.

The broken moon is sad when listening to the flowers and rain.

The old man's tour was originally a boating alone on an empty mountain.

〖3〗

Xiao Jingyan held life and death in his hands.His life, and Xiaoshu's death.

--Inscription

Chi Yan and Chang Lin finally reunited after 12 years.

The sword is psychic, and the sword is sentient.Even though Xiao Jingyan couldn't hear or see at this time, he still clearly understood the sadness of these two swords.

He hasn't shed tears for a long time, and since the sword god "disappeared" in the battle of sword debate in Meiling, he won't shed tears.

Even later, he was given a soul-breaking whip by the master of the Jinling Xiao Mansion—his father Xiao Mengzhu, and was framed by his elder brother Wu Tangzhu to hide the Changlin Sword and the Red Flame Sword, and was locked in the underground ice cellar for three years. , he did not have a tear.

During countless times of coma, he could vaguely feel that Xiaoshu was leaning beside him, gently sweeping his face with the tassel on the red flame sword hilt.

He can't die, he hasn't found Xiao Shu, he hasn't found Chi Yan and Chang Lin, he can't let Jianghu misunderstand the sword god.

What a difficult day has passed, and now I just can't see things clearly, it's already...God has mercy.

After Meiling's sword debate, both Chang Lin and Chi Yan disappeared, and Leader Xiao naturally put his suspicions on him.

He endured heavy punishments and was close to death. He gritted his teeth and refused to admit the so-called "Chang Lin and Chi Yan were stolen by Lin Shu as a conspiracy."

He can't talk nonsense, not only because Xiaoshu is not that kind of person, but also because the sword of life and death represents the status of the supreme martial artist.

Changlin Chiyan, inheriting the extreme world, lives and dies, life and death, neither life nor death.

Those are a pair of divine swords born at the foot of Kunwu Mountain. Chi Yan inherited the power of Kunwu, which is enough to turn the world around.The long forest turns into red flames and comes out, and goes in reverse, warming and transforming everything.

Jingyan doesn't think so.

It was just his and Xiaoshu's sword, it was a gift from Xiaoshu who almost died.

Xiaoshu said that the real strong does not lie in the exquisiteness of weapons, but in the heart, whether there is justice.Otherwise, no matter how good a weapon is in the hands of the wicked, it is nothing more than a butcher's knife.

Coming out of the ice cellar, Xiao Jingyan was already hit.Hongxiu Zhao will never let go of any opportunity to deliver it to your door.His fifth elder brother is like that Qin Banruo, who has a heart of snakes and scorpions, but his father doesn't know about it.

He never gave up looking for Chang Lin and Chi Yan.

His father never gave up either.

The entire martial arts world never gave up.

Mei Changsu's hand holding the candle holder trembled.In order to prevent Chi Yan from being born, he specially ordered Zhen Ping to hide Chi Yan in the East China Sea.

Changlin... he is reluctant...

Keep it close to you and carry it with you every day.

Unexpectedly, Jingyan slammed right on the wrong side, and finally pulled out the red flame from the shore of the East China Sea.

Jingyan sat there, quietly touching the sword of life and death.Mei Changsu sat there, quietly watching Jingyan.

Jingyan, Jingyan.

As soon as the red flame comes out, it will definitely bring a catastrophe to the world.

Lin Shu has already died because of this sword, I cannot let you suffer the same.

It's not that I haven't lived enough.

But you are still there, how can I leave.

I don't give up, only you.

"Sovereign, medicine."

Xiao Jingyan turned his head when he heard the sound, and the blurred figure of the woman just now made the light dyed into chaos and swayed.

Gong Yu brings medicine, one is Mei Changsu's and one is Xiao Jingyan's.

She backed away softly, as if she had never been there.

Mei Changsu picked up the medicine bowl, a trace of sorrow flashed in his eyes, he swallowed the black liquid, and exhaled.

The life-sustaining medicine is too bitter.

"Is Sect Master Mei's medicine very bitter?"

Mei Changsu's hand holding the bowl stopped abruptly.

"All the sweet grass leaves have been put in, and the suzerain is still exhaling. Naturally, this medicine is difficult to swallow."

Xiao Jingyan smiled self-deprecatingly, and turned his face towards Mei Changsu. "Xiaoshu used to hate drinking bitter medicine the most, so my mother put sweet grass leaves for him, and he couldn't do without it ever since. But when he encountered bitter medicine, he would still breathe out after drinking it."

Mei Changsu gently put down the medicine bowl.

"I know the taste of sweet grass leaves. I thought that if I add sweet grass leaves, it won't be bitter. Later, I realized that it should be bitter. No matter how many sweet grass leaves, it can't be wiped out. After everyone has tasted the bitterness, They will all breathe a sigh of relief. I feel that I can resist it."

"The hall master even remembers these trivial things clearly, and he really has a deep affection for the sword god..."

Xiao Jingyan was stunned.

Mei Changsu didn't even pay attention, and blurted out the words "use the deepest affection" by himself.

"Let the hall master laugh. Su can't bear it."

Mei Changsu picked up the medicine bottle. "Hall Master, Su is abrupt, please take off your clothes, it's time to change your medicine. The snake venom of the red sleeve move cannot be delayed."

Xiao Jingyan put the two swords together and untied his belt.

Seeing new wounds and old grudges on his back, Mei Changsu couldn't restrain the pain in his heart.

The tears were silent, but they hit the overlapping sleeves of the two of them hard.

There is no trace of the old dream, and the clouds fall and the purple smoke sinks in the clear night.

The bamboo horse marks are light and affectionate, parting, seeing each other is as good as not hearing each other.

〖4〗

When Chi Yan returned to his hand, he stood against the wind, Gong Yu only said, flinching,