Traveling through the little expert and his wonderful employers

I don't know when, the snow gradually became smaller, only the fresh wind rolled up the remaining snow all over the ground, and suddenly blew into the empty temple gate.The figure of the white-clothed young man holding the sword was hidden in the dark place of the temple, and as time passed, his long eyebrows frowned and deepened.

The eyes of the young people in the formation were astonishingly bright, and the sword became more and more aggressive. Shen Xingyuan felt that he had encountered the most difficult dilemma.

He was arousing his fighting spirit to the extreme. He hadn't used this way of killing one thousand enemies and damaging himself eight hundred for many years.The horrific wounds on his body felt no pain, and even the bleeding didn't look like his own.In a trance, he went back to the day eight years ago when Bai Yanxiu practiced his sword and fell off the cliff. He single-handedly killed 78 people on the edge of the cliff... At this night and this battle, he is no longer a deep-minded superior, but a passionate person who does not care about life or death. teenager.

Because that person is behind him, even if he dies in the formation, he must die together, so as not to cause him any trouble.

The snow stopped and the wind lightened.The smell of blood became more and more intense.In the wilderness, there are only the sounds of palm wind whistling, sword blades striking each other, and piercing clothes and flesh.The young man in white looked at the dark night sky and whispered to himself, "Here we come."

Before the words fell, the sky brightened for a moment, the clouds parted, and the stars appeared!

The Tianluo formation is driven by manpower to travel to the sky, and the three talents gather together to fight together.But at this time, the atmosphere between the heaven and the earth changed suddenly, and the balance of the entire formation was suddenly broken. In the one-thousandth of a flaw, the leader of the formation had not yet come and the order changed. Suddenly, his mind was shocked, and he subconsciously avoided to the left...

The sword struck horizontally, with incredible power, and it came in an instant. The screams of the people around him were stuck in their throats, and they were silent.

'Du Men' among the eight gates and nine escapes died.

Before the sword came, Shen Xingyuan knew that Bai Yanxiu had made a move.Turning around, I saw those clear eyes, revealing a touch of concern, looking over through the blood shadow and sword light.Then he split the blood in front of his eyes, and suddenly became clear.

The leader of the battle shouted, "The three talents are in harmony, and the nine qi are in harmony!"

At the same moment, the young man in white said softly, "Seven Stars Dou Gang."

The formation changed instantly, but Shen Xingyuan's sword moves became faster than theirs.Breaking out from Dumen's opening, he backhanded a sword and killed the 'Ghost Dun' in the Nine Dungeons.The people in black were in chaos, they focused on attacking and defending, and they would protect the leader in the middle.

Seven faint stars appeared in the eastern sky, forming a Big Dipper.Under the stars, silver light flickered faintly on the back of the young man's sword, forming a zigzagging pattern of seven stars.

The timing was perfect, and the power of the Seven Star Lore Sword reached its peak.Passing over the shadows, piercing the heart vein with a sword, the stars in the sky seemed to be dazzled a bit.

"It's not a bad thing to see two peerless famous swords tonight and die under the 'Seven Stars'..." The man in black laughed hoarsely, and the crazy brilliance in his eyes was finally extinguished.

Shen Xingyuan drew out his long sword, and let the gushing blood splash all over his Tsing Yi, "You have a bad heart, you are not worthy of holding a sword."

After Cheng Xiaobai killed the last person, he turned around and saw the young man's slender figure shrouded in the starlight, standing tall and straight despite being covered in blood.But his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly... He stepped forward to support him, and grabbed the pulse door. The young man seemed to want to break free, but finally closed his eyes wearily.

Cheng Xiaobai's complexion also changed after probing.Xiongzi's injuries were much more serious than he had imagined, his meridians were severely damaged, his qi was surging, his body had already reached its limit, and he only managed to hold on until now with a breath of air.

Xiongzi was seriously injured and unable to travel at night, Cheng Xiaobai helped him into the temple, took off his cloak and spread it on the ground near the corner of the wall, pulled him into his arms, channeled his true energy continuously, and covered them with fox fur .

"elder brother……"

"Sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up."

The person in his arms was breathing weakly, his face was pale, and he was still staring at him with his eyes open.

Cheng Xiaobai sighed, "I'm right here. When you wake up, I'll still be here."

Shen Xingyuan looked at the people close at hand, like a warm and sweet dream, wishing to stay drunk forever.

Thinking about it in a trance, it seems that their reunion is either wind and rain or snow.

At the end of the memory, it is full of unforgettable blood and coldness.

In the middle of the night, the young man developed a high fever, closed his eyes tightly, frowned deeply, and started talking nonsense in a daze.

"I know it's not you, it's a trap to lure me, but I still went..."

"I thought I'd never see you again, but who knew that a snowfall would bring you back, that's great..."

Cheng Xiaobai murmured to himself, "...Stop talking"

"Brother, let's go back to Xiushui City, back to the yard back then, I'll buy cloud cakes for you to eat every day..."

"I know I was wrong, don't blame me anymore, I just want you to stay by my side... It's as good as it is now, if I really die like this, I don't have any regrets..."

Cheng Xiaobai shouted: "What stupid words!"

The youth fell silent.

After a while, I didn't know what I dreamed about, and suddenly opened my scarlet eyes, "Kill them! Kill them!", grabbed the Seven Star Sword at hand and was about to get up.

But he was ordered to sleep.

The sleeping bear cuddled obediently by his neck just like when he was a child.Cheng Xiaobai looked at the person in his arms, as if in a dream, his sharp facial features softened.Eyelashes as long as crow feathers were gently lowered, covering the bewitching eyes.The breath is stable and full of attachment.

This is the child he brought up, watching him grow from a small bean to a handsome boy.

Teach him martial arts one move at a time, and teach him calligraphy stroke by stroke.

But I don't know how many roads he has traveled in these years, how much blood has been shed, how many times he has been seriously injured, and how many times he has survived.

Some people say that the more injured you are, the more stable you stand. When Cheng Xiaobai jumped off the cliff, he thought that this child would stand more stable than anyone else in the future.

But in the final analysis, during the eight most difficult years of his life, I was never by his side.

Suddenly remembered a line, "A reunion depends on who will sue, even if it is a foreword, it will fail..."

The stars in the sky circulate, seemingly indifferent, seeming to be compassionate, quietly shining on the absurd world of bloody corpses.

The light entered the dilapidated temple and fell on the two people who depended on each other, dyeing the blood into a tender look.

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Xiushui City in winter is the most lonely.The green willows and flowers faded, and the songtai silk bamboo fell silent.Households with white walls and black tiles are closed and locked, the long street is empty, and the red lanterns on the cornices are swaying in the north wind.

In winter this year, it snowed abnormally for three days.

Bailibi Lake is as flat as a mirror, with rime fog and white clouds and water.There is no trace of the bird, only the deep sky.

In contrast, Jiangnan Academy is quite lively, no matter what the weather is, there is still the sound of reading books floating out of the courtyard wall.

It spread directly to the small courtyard facing the street, and melted into the misty teacup in the hands of the young man in white.

The newly moved green calyx plum blossoms in the courtyard are covered with crystal white snow, and the cold and lingering fragrance mixed with the warm tea fragrance refreshes the heart.

But because of such a deep cold, even if you hold a stove to enjoy the snow, or play the flute by the plum blossom, it is not as good as strong wine to the bone, burning away the cold.

Cheng Xiaobai could understand it, but he definitely didn't agree with it.

So he snatched the jug from the person next to him, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over, "The injury is not healed, so it's not suitable for drinking." After thinking about it for a while, he frowned slightly, "Let's go back to the house, you... Be careful if you get caught in the cold." body."

The young man sitting under the plum tree smiled, his eyes and eyebrows melted with tenderness, "Listen to brother."

Cheng Xiaobai's mind was full of bullet screens: What do you mean listen to me!Do you think I'm blind if you don't take your medicine on time every day? !Finding your pulse is obviously no big deal!Wouldn't it be embarrassing for someone to help you by walking a few more steps? !Where did your toughness go that night! !

Zheng Huan, who was slandered, saw the young man standing up, walking a few steps and then looking back at him, his appearance was fully reflected in the starry eyes, and it seemed that there was a surge of water, uttering silent prayers.

Cheng Xiaobai took advantage of the situation and helped him up.

Then I was taken aback... I really want to slap myself!No!Smoking a bear, how cute is it at a young age!

Forget it, let's draw it myself... It's actually really cute! !

"Brother, the New Year is approaching."

"……Um."

"We haven't celebrated New Year together for a long time..."

Even if you want to leave, at least spend another year with me. With warm memories, I can walk through the wind, snow and cold every year by myself.

The young man in white seemed to sigh, "You have grown up..."

"……so?"

Don't you even want to stay for one more month?

"There is no lucky money for Chinese New Year."

"..."

After Cheng Xiaobai finished speaking, he regretted it. When did his brain circuit drop to such an extreme level! ! !

In order to remedy the image, he pretended to be calm and said, "Let's keep the procurement arrangement simple this year."

The young man smiled, "That's natural."

Cheng Xiaobai thought for a while, and added another sentence: "If you order Chunzhai's sponge cake, you have to pay a deposit in advance for the Heyi cake, otherwise you won't be able to buy it."

The young man's smile deepened, "I know."

Cheng Xiaobai seemed to see the banter in those smiling eyes, and walked into the back room with a flick of his sleeves.

What are you laughing laughing! !Dare to say that you don’t want to eat muffins during Chinese New Year! ! !

The 24th of the twelfth lunar month.Small night.

Bright red lanterns were hung on the corridors and eaves of the courtyard, swaying gently in the wind and snow, glowing with red light.

The window was half open, and the warm yellow light streamed out, falling on the white snow in the courtyard, and the dyed white snow also added warmth.The stove in the room is burning hotly, the curtains are lowered, green smoke is curling up from the animal pattern incense burner, and the sweet smell of Su Hexiang mixed with the faint fragrance of ink permeates the room.

The table was covered with newly cut golden red paper. The young man stood tall and tall. He poured water and rubbed the ink, and the wolf hair was dipped in the full ink, but he handed it to the young man in white, "Brother, come first."

Cheng Xiaobai took the pen, hesitated for a while and put it on the inkstone again.He frowned slightly, as if in deep thought.

Haven't done this for many years, okay? !Write what? ! "In the sound of firecrackers, the year ends, and the spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu"? !This has already been written! !Write everything that can be written, overturn the table! ! !

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When Shen Xingyuan was nine years old, they celebrated their first New Year in Xiushui City together in a dilapidated courtyard by the green lake.

At that time, Cheng Xiaobai was still focusing on improving his style. When he was writing Spring Festival couplets, he saw trembling white plums outside the window.

He wrote, "Forgetting all the worldly things in the past few years, a tree of plum blossoms and half a poem."

The little bear seemed to understand, but clapped his hands and applauded, "Brother's handwriting is really beautiful!"

The young man in white rubbed the child's hair, "Is today's post finished?"

The bear child dropped the corners of his mouth, and went to Lintie pitifully.

Later, they moved to the yard facing the street of Jiangnan Academy. After renovation, the study room was more refined and elegant.It's just that there are no more white plums in the yard. This winter, Cheng Xiaobai listened to the firecrackers and drums in the street, and said with a pen, "The sound of firecrackers will kill the year."

He handed the pen to Xiongzi again, holding his soft little hand and wrote, "The spring breeze brings warmth into Tusu."

The bear boy smiled with crooked eyebrows.

After another year, Shen Xingyuan's characters were first formed.Cheng Xiaobai wrote the first couplet, and asked Xiongzi to write the second couplet.

Although the brush strokes are a little immature and weak, they have faintly revealed the charm and strength of the frame.Cheng Xiaobai nodded secretly.

After so many years, the Spring Festival couplets are different every year.

The child's stature has sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain, and his handwriting has become more and more sophisticated.

When he stood in front of the case at the age of 16, he was almost as tall as Cheng Xiaobai.

The young man is endowed with extraordinary talent and has a small success in martial arts. He is full of high spirits and looks down on the world with pride. He writes without thinking when he lifts a pen, "Hundreds of generations are so good, and the present is new."

Cheng Xiaobai slandered: Secondary school is a disease, it must be cured.

I saw the boy raised his head and looked at him expectantly, "What do you think, brother?"

The young man in white groaned for a while, "That's right...it's just that it's unavoidable..."

This kind of Spring Festival couplets are really posted, is it the rhythm of an uprising?The script doesn't have this, it's inappropriate! !

The young man smiled, his brows burning, "Then, on New Year's Eve, my brother and I will rewrite another one."

After all, there was no time.

The figure in white with a sword disappeared on the windy cliff.The boy covered in blood grew up overnight.

He became famous in the first battle, and since then he has been wandering in the rivers and lakes with swords and swords.

When Cheng Xiaobai returned to the company, the eight years of teaching and companionship seemed like a big dream.

Later, he traveled through many planes, sharpened his mind, accumulated strength, and smugly planned for a promotion and salary increase.

Bury the youth in high spirits deep into the memory.

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