You are so beautiful

"The Qinghe layman in the past was clearly a gentle and loving lover, but he was born to be a villain in Meiyan Mountain."

Bai Zhishuang still looked in disbelief at the person in front of him who was defenseless but suddenly turned around and gave him a sword.

"You are not random."

"You just know?"

That face was smiling, speaking in a calm and breezy manner, it was clearly the face of the younger brother, it was clearly that.

"Who are you?"

Her complexion was as white as paper, her lips lost all color, Bai Zhishuang looked down at the sword in her heart, her pupils slowly dilated.

"Oh it's you."

On the Weng River in the past, when he was in danger, he realized the nine fists of smiling, and knocked him down in the river with one palm, was swept away by the waves, and his arm was eaten by a fish.Since then, there has been no Layman Qinghe in the world.

They also used to sit and watch Yunqi, toast to the moon, and learn martial arts.

They also used to be friends rather than enemies, sharing weal and woe.If not for that martial arts competition, if not for that one joke.

If no one takes it seriously.

Could it be that later on, she wouldn't be so depressed.

"You took my sword." Although Bai Zhishuang asked him, her tone was firm.

The man laughed: "What do you mean I took it? You forgot the bet between us in that battle. Whoever wins can take anything from the other party."

That's right, the joke at the beginning was his self-righteous affection. He thought, if he wins him, he will ask him for a heart.But what that person wanted was never this little love.

Now, that person used the Qingliang sword that was taken from him in the past, and used the face of his closest relative, junior, and unexpectedly stabbed him with the sword.

A sword is called life and death, and a sword is called killing the heart.

The man leaned over and said to him: "Bai Zhishuang, I know that you love me deeply, and I also have you in my heart. You know, the glory of my life is all because of you, so I am naturally very grateful to you, but you No, you shouldn't be my enemy."

"Look." Shangguan Wushang spread his hands and showed his whole body, "I can use this skin very well, not only the glory of the past, but also the glory of your junior brother, this supreme glory, only I can match it."

"You killed my junior brother and took his body."

"Hahaha." Shangguan Wushang raised his head and laughed. After laughing heartily, he leaned over to Bai Zhishuang, held his face with his hands, and said in a low voice, "If you love me, you must fulfill me. Only then will you live up to me." Your affection."

"Ha." Bai Zhishuang laughed very lightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Shangguan Wushang was annoyed by his laughter.

"From the beginning of love, you have experienced life and death, and then there will be romance again, and it will not be you."

Following his soft words, Shangguan Wushang's face gradually became ugly, and he asked angrily, "Who is it? Who do you love now?"

He didn't know that he had heard Bai Zhishuang say that it wasn't him, and that he would no longer love him in the future, but just hearing such a sentence, he would be in chaos.

"No matter who it is, it's not you anyway." Bai Zhishuang added this sentence gently.

"Impossible." Shangguan Wushang shook his head, "You love me, my Mixiao Nine Fist is enlightened by love, enlightened by you, you love me, I can defeat you."

Bai Zhishuang still smiled gently, but the smile gradually faded away.

He never told anyone that the sword in his sleeve, the so-called Qingliang sword, was the last Liusha sword in this world.

The Liusha knife that was split into two in the past, one was buried with the master, and the other was in his hands, he spent ten years recasting it and refining it into a hidden sword.

He wields this dreadful sword, but never actually kills a human being.

To this day, Shangguan Wushang stabbed him in the heart, and the owner of this sword became the first person to die by the sword.

"The battle of Wengjiang was already my destination. It was me who was unwilling, it was me..."

"What did you say?" Hearing Bai Zhishuang's whisper, Shangguan Wushang couldn't help but put his ear to his lips, trying to hear what he said clearly.

Cha Cha.

There was a cracking sound.

When did he pull out that cool sword.

Repeatedly, it stabbed into his stomach.

Shangguan Wushang pushed him away violently, covered the bleeding wound on his stomach, and furiously said, "Are you crazy? This is the skin I got with great difficulty, how dare you... how dare you hurt..." His angry screams stopped suddenly, and his body was covered in frost.

And Bai Zhishuang, who was one step away from him, had already died quietly.

His body was covered on the ground like a handful of frost and snow.

Shangguan Wu cried out sadly: "Come here! Come here!"

But he couldn't make a sound anymore, he was lucky enough to use the Shuofeng Heavy Clothes Technique, but his body was still bit by bit stiff.

How is it possible, how can a mere Qingliang sword hurt him?

Angelica cream!Angelica cream!Cheng is also you!You are the loser! !

Shangguan fell to his knees unwillingly without injury, turning into a frozen corpse.

You don't know, half of my life I have been good, I have a sword that is cool, and I have never killed a single person.I have been evil for half my life, and the evil spirit flows in the sword, which can defeat you in the wind and heavy clothes.

Luo Qi was guarding the front hall of the east courtyard, when suddenly his eyelids twitched, he rubbed his eyes, thinking it was because he was tired of dealing with the mountain master last night and didn't sleep well.

"Shanzhu, it's not good, it's not good!"

But I saw Yi Ye came in shouting and rolling and crawling.

Luo Qi and Yan He both stopped Master Yi because of their responsibilities: "No trespassing without notification."

"Oh! What are you reporting? The situation is urgent, and the Wulin League has surrounded the villa!"

Luo Qi was stunned, only to hear the sound of the door opening and closing behind him, and it was the Mountain Lord who stepped out.

"The Wulin League has eaten the bear's heart and the leopard's guts, dare to encircle and suppress my village?"

As soon as Master Yi saw the mountain master coming out, he hurried forward and bowed down at the foot of the stone steps, "Mountain master, the Wulin League attacked the villa on the grounds of following the hero's death. The hero has always been famous, and the heroes of the martial arts have always looked up to him. Now he dead, they will naturally come to seek justice."

"Dead?" Master Meishan couldn't help being surprised when he heard this.

When Luo Qi heard the news of "Following Heroes"'s death, he couldn't help being stunned on the spot, his blood ran cold for a moment, and he didn't know how to react.

It was Master Meishan who reacted from the shock first, and he asked, "How did you die, why did you seek justice from my village?"

Master Yi said: "I heard... I heard that it was the master of the snow altar who killed him."

"Bai Zhishuang?" Master Mei Shan's face turned serious, "What about others?"

Master Yi tremblingly raised his hand, pointed behind him, and said intermittently: "They hung the body of the master of the snow altar on the pole, and they are shouting in front of the door."

"Bai Zhishuang is dead?" Master Mei Shan said word by word.

Master Yi was so oppressed by the murderous intent everywhere that he couldn't lift his head up, and fell on the ground tremblingly, trembling like a mountain mouse.

After a long while, only hearing the sound of the mountain master leaving in a flick of his sleeves, Master Yi raised his head in fear, looked around, and found that the mountain master had indeed left. Eye.

"Luo Qi!" Startled by the eyes that were staring at him, Master Yi jumped up and shouted, "What are you doing, you bastard?"

"You just said that my brother is dead?"

"What about you, brother, don't think that with the backing of the mountain master, you can randomly grab your relatives, you are so stupid..." Before he could finish speaking, Master Yi was suddenly lifted up by the skirt of his clothes. In front of him, he was lifted up in mid-air like a quail, and Luo Qi, who usually dare not even look straight at others, stared at him fiercely like a Rakshasa.

"I ask you, who died?"

The sound was like chewing it in the stomach and spitting it out.

Master Yi was trembling with fright, and he didn't dare to utter a word of swearing. Yan He, who was on the side, was shocked when he saw Luo Qi, who was silent on weekdays, suddenly acting abnormally. Save him.

"Luo Qi, if you want to know what happened, you might as well go out and have a look."

Hearing Yan He's words, Luo Qi slammed Yiye in his hand to the ground, then turned and ran out without saying a word.

The layout of the big villa is complicated, with row upon row of courtyards. Luo Qi can't do light work, so he has to run wildly. In normal times, someone would definitely block his way, but today the Wulin League encircled and suppressed the villa, and the guards in the villa went to all the key points to guard and prepare for the battle. To prevent a surprise attack, the mountain owner has already gone to the gate of the villa, and it is normal for Luo Qinai, the mountain owner's bodyguard, to go together.

When Luo was out of breath and ran to the gate of the village, he heard wailing and screaming outside the gate, and all members of the Wulin League fell to the ground. There were broken arms and limbs all over the ground, and blood flowed like rivers, as if they were in purgatory.

Luo Qi slowly raised his eyes and looked over, saw the mountain master standing up in the air with his hands behind his back, saw him come out, and suddenly threw a corpse over, Luo Qi stretched out his arms to hug him, and was crushed to the ground by the heavy corpse.

He turned over and slowly brushed away the few strands of hair that covered the man's face with trembling hands.

The face is covered with frost crystals, the body is as cold as a stone, the eyes are permanently closed, and the lips are never smiling.

"..."

Luo Qi opened his mouth, but no sound came out of his throat.He thought of the news of his brother's death during the Wengjiang battle, how did he feel when he heard the bad news?I forgot, I really forgot, I can't remember the original scene, I only vaguely remember that I challenged Shangguan Wushang at Qiquanmen, and beat him severely.

For many years after that, when he lived in the world, he always felt that his brother was not dead, so he didn't feel much pain in his heart.Later, when I saw my brother again at the Linjiang Restaurant in Shujiang City, knowing that he was well in this world, he didn't say anything, but he was happy in his heart.

Now, the brother's body is indeed in his arms.Luo Qi's fingers followed his senior brother's cheeks slowly to the sword wound on his heart, and there was faint black smoke flowing from the wound that had condensed into frost.

Luo Qi was stunned, this was obviously a sword wound caused by the Qingliang Sword, but the black smoke from that wound...

At this time, Luo Qi heard the majestic words of the mountain master.

"Do you have any justice to ask for?"

He was talking to the group of martial arts allies who fell to the ground.

Everyone wailed again and again, how could they dare to ask for justice.But there is still a young young hero who is not afraid of death, filled with righteous indignation and cursed: "You Meiyan Mountain are indeed evil heretics, and you are acting so outrageously outrageous! Bai Zhishuang was originally a righteous way of martial arts, and the Bai clan, who joined your evil spirits, did not know how to train you!" What kind of magic power, to use such means to kill the hero!"

Hearing the young hero's scolding, some people followed suit and shouted: "I heard that Bai Zhishuang and Sui Daxia are brothers from the same sect. He has fallen into evil ways and even dared to attack his fellow sect. Meiyanshan is all evil! I Never give in to the demon's despotic power!"

"Oh?" Master Meishan's final voice raised slightly, "As you said, the Snow Altar Master of Wushan Mountain is so vicious and vicious, so how did he die?"

Everyone was silent for a while, and then someone shouted: "He harmed his fellow apprentice, knowing that it would be difficult for him to face the sword holy spring, so he committed suicide with the Qingliang sword to apologize."

"That's right! If you don't believe me, you can check his wounds to see if they were wounded by his own sword!"

Master Meishan covered his lips with Xuanji fan and smiled lightly, "Every word you said is reasonable, but I always hate reasoning. Since my altar master died in your martial arts alliance, this revenge must be avenged."

Before he finished his words, he smiled and lifted his fan in the air. Everyone couldn't see his ultimate move clearly, and he fell to the ground with his breath, unable to utter a word of reason.

Master Mei Shan proudly glanced over the corpses all over the floor, closed his fan, jumped to the ground, and walked in front of Luo Qi.

Luo Qi heard the movement around him, and looked up slowly along the shoes in his line of sight. The mountain lord was wearing a moon-white toga, with black plums painted on the skirt and sleeves. It was his ordinary clothes in daily life. The hem of his clothes was stained with blood. Holding the Xuanji fan in his hand, he had just killed a hundred people, and his killing intent had not faded.

It makes people feel disappointed.

Luo Qi looked into the eyes of the mountain master, the mountain master's eyes were not disturbed, he didn't look like he had killed a hundred people just now, he glanced at the dead Bai Zhishuang in Luo Qi's arms, and said "return to the village", the figure Then suddenly disappeared into the distance.

However, this time, Luo Qi did not obediently obey him. With great strength, he hugged his brother's corpse, stepped down the stone steps, and stepped over the corpses all over the ground. Some guards of the villa saw him trying to run out to stop him, but he The terrible eyes deterred and retreated.

He walked step by step on the long street, both sides of the street were familiar things from his previous life, he became Luo Qi, trapped in a world, bound his limbs, bound the world he once loved.

But he was never a bird in a cage.

He traded his robe for wine at the wine shop.

He walked for a long time, I don't know how long.

He stopped in front of a stream, he sat on a rock, and he placed his brother at the bottom of the clear and shallow stream.

"Brother."

"I haven't had a good look at these green mountains and green waters for a long time."

"It's been a long time since I drank my wine by this stream."

"Brother, I miss Master."

"I want to eat steamed buns made by Master."

"I want to listen to the piano played by the master."

Luo Qi smiled.

He wiped his eyes lightly.

"Brother, I'm sorry, you met the master, and said sorry to the old man for me. I let him down, and I also let you down."

Luo Qi raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"I finally know why Master is willing to teach Liu Sha Kung Fu, but refuses to give me the sword. He would rather bury this peerless sword in the loess."

Luo Qi glanced at his brother who was lying at the bottom of the stream, being gently washed by the running water.

"It turns out that Master was right. The masters of Liusha Dao in the past have never had a good end. I dug the grave and robbed the sword, and was robbed and died miserably. But you are conceited, thinking that you can forge soldiers like gods, and think that you can refine them again, so then Can conquer fate."

Luo Qi covered his face and smiled lowly.

"But you see, none of us have had a better time."

He laughed until his shoulders shook, and said again.

"It's not easy for anyone."

Luo Qi smiled and stopped. He turned his head and heard someone coming from behind.

It is not dyed.

The kite led him here.

Hua Buran was holding an oil-paper umbrella with complicated gossip diagrams painted on it.

He walked slowly to Luo Qi's side, listening to the sound of the stream flowing slowly.

He nodded slightly.

"Qinghe, it can be regarded as his home, worthy of his old nickname."

Luo Qi didn't answer, but his eyes fell on Bai Zhishuang in the stream as if nostalgic.

Senior brother has an extremely gentle temperament since he was a child, and he doesn't easily get along with others.The two disciples of Sword Master were good people in the past.

"I thought that if I didn't tell him your identity, he wouldn't have survived this catastrophe. It's ridiculous that I gouged out my eyes in the past, but I still don't understand this truth. Destiny is natural, nothing less."

After hearing Hua Buran's self-mockery, Luo Qi's eyes widened suddenly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Hua Buran standing beside him.

Surprised and uncertain: "How do you know that I am..."

"It's not me who knows who you are." Hua Buran answered indifferently, "The one who recognized you at a glance is the mountain master you hate the most."

I don't hate... An excuse stuck in his throat, Luo Qi couldn't say it, he was shocked by the sudden truth, that person knew who he was from the beginning to the end, that person watched his struggle and pain with cold eyes, that People listen to his deep affection, don't they... never believe it.

Hua Buran seemed to feel the pain of Luo Qi's mixed sorrow and joy. He smiled coldly and said, "Since you have admitted your identity, you should know why your senior brother died."

Luo Qi looked at Hua Buran in a daze.

Hua Buran couldn't wait for his answer, so he lowered his tone and said with a little anger: "I heard that it was a hero from the Wulin League who wrote a letter to invite the Lord of the Snow Altar to meet him, and said in the letter that he would return the relics of the Sword Sage , the Snow Altar Master went alone regardless of the danger."

"Impossible." Luo Qi shook his head.

Hua Buran snorted coldly, a handful of embers fell from the palm he was holding, and only listened to him.

"Although the letter was burned, others would have no way of knowing it, but I can't help it. If it wasn't for you, how could Bai Zhishuang be stabbed in the chest without defense? If it wasn't for you Dao, perverted, destroyed the tomb of the Dao Sheng, and left his mentor with no bones, how could he fall into the trap?"

Hua Buran asked aggressively, like a sharp sword piercing the heart, Luo Qi looked at Bai Zhishuang at the bottom of the water, as if seeing those eyes opened, looking at him with grief and indignation, as if hearing his extremely disappointed reprimand.

"You destroyed tombs and robbed knives for your own personal vengeance, so that the master will not live in peace. You have done your master's favor! You are a disciple in vain! You are a sinner through the ages!"

"No, no...it's not like that...no, I'm not...I didn't..."

Luo Qi was so guilty that he knelt down beside the stream, weeping and weeping at the corpse in the water.

When Hua Buran heard the sound, no matter how heartless and ruthless he was, he couldn't help feeling a little pity for him, he sighed, and couldn't bear to persecute him any longer.

"You still don't want to tell the truth, who took your body and killed your brother?"

"It's him...it's Shangguan Wushang."

Hatred gradually accumulated in Luo Qi's eyes, his expression was like madness, he fixed a glance at the corpse in the water, suddenly got up, and ran away.

Hua Buran didn't go to stop Luo Qi, he showed a look that really belonged to him, like a compassionate and kind person in the world, he suddenly turned the gossip umbrella in his hand, the umbrella rose into the sky, spinning on the stream, and the complicated gossip on the umbrella surface Tu Yinyin streamed light, and Hua Buran sang Sanskrit to save the dead.

I saw that the corpse in the stream gradually melted away, like melting snow, merging with the clear stream, and dispersed in an instant, flowing away.

"Bai Zhishuang, an infatuated person whose affection has been betrayed."

Hua Buran retracted her umbrella and was led away by the kite.

By the riverside of the stream, Yu sighed with regret.

☆、Chapter 25