stepping on the moon and asking green hills

When Duan Qingshuang woke up again, Duan Yuan had already rushed back all night.She didn't see Duan Qingming except for her haggard-looking father standing by the bed. She was faintly worried that something might happen to Duan Qingming after she lost consciousness. The wound on her hand was open and she was afraid that she would be angry again, so she had to press her acupuncture points back to the bed to comfort her for a while, then carefully took the Qingshuang Sword from the sheath from the bedside, carefully pulled out the sword, and immediately It was painfully cold.

He wanted to comfort Duan Qingshuang, but he was speechless in front of the Qingshuang sword that almost killed his daughter. As soon as he said "brother is fine", the second half of the sentence was cut off by the cold air surrounding the sword .

A few days later, Duan Zhou rushed back after hearing the news. He made no secret of his expectation and desire for Qingshuang Sword. He entered the gate of Duan Mansion and went straight to the sword casting room. When he pushed open the stone gate, he saw Duan Qingshuang sitting on the ice bed practicing kung fu. And standing in front of her was the sword covered in white frost.

His steps toward Duan Qingshuang and Qingshuang Sword were unsteady, the wind was blowing under his feet, he accidentally tripped his leg, and fell under the Qingshuang Sword in embarrassment.

When Duan Qingshuang opened her eyes, she saw the always steady and self-restraining uncle bowing down in front of Qingshuangjian in a submissive posture, with a frightening greed that she had never seen before in his eyes.

Before reaching adulthood, Duan Qingshuang made such a shocking move. Yongluo's territory is not big, so her deeds have already been spread.Duan Yuan talks about her all day long, when friends come to visit or visit friends, he can't wait to boast that she is omnipotent.

The sword was born from Duan Qingshuang's hands, named Qingshuang, and outsiders saw it as her destined sword—Duan Yuan also thought so, and Duan Qingming.

And Duan Qingshuang tried to "return" the Qingshuang Sword to Duan Zhou, but as soon as the Qingshuang Sword left her body, she became restless and even seriously injured Duan Zhou once, so she had to take it back.After Duan Zhou recovered, no one mentioned this matter again.

In the following two years, the people who came to Yongluo to propose marriage to Duan Qingshuang almost broke through the threshold of Duan's mansion. Duan Yuan carefully chose the conditions for her, the number one scholar who was from the right family, and married her to a place thousands of miles away in a lively manner. At the feet of the emperor outside.

"It's a long way to go after getting married, and I became pregnant not long ago, so it's very difficult to go home once. After a few years, when I finally have the chance to come back, I found—" Duan Qingshuang clenched her cuffs tightly, and the fabric was all caught by her. wrinkle.She bit her lower lip, clenched her other hand into a fist and loosened it.

At that time, the legend of Shi Shi's sword-casting was still passed on in the rivers and lakes, but the Duan Mansion came to an end overnight.I don't know when, the cute young son of the Duan family no longer appeared on Yongluo Street, and the scene of Duan Yuan rolling up his sleeves and casting a sword was no longer seen in Duan's mansion.

Duan Qingshuang didn't return home for several years, and when she returned to Yongluo, she found that Duan's mansion was already empty.She turned Yongluo upside down but did not find Duan Yuan and Duan Qingming, nor did she find out where Duan Zhou traveled again.

So she waited day and night at the gate of the Duan Mansion, she waited when the weather was sunny and hot, and she also waited when there was a strong wind and rain, and the wait lasted for more than three months.She wrote a letter to the capital, telling her husband that something happened at home and she would go back later, and she got a reply and forgiveness, so she cleaned up the mansion again and moved in.

And she lived here for several years.

"If you came here for the Qingshuang Sword, I advise you to leave Yongluo earlier." At this point in the story, the storytellers and those who listened to the story were a little bit uneasy, Duan Qingshuang still didn't tell Bai Qiuling what happened afterwards Only then will Qingshuangjian completely lose control, and he can only calm down by drinking her heart and soul.

The windows were blown open by the wind, and a table of meals had been completely cooled by the wind.Bai Qiuling watched Qingshuangjian hesitate to speak, when Duan Qingshuang came to the door, after careful consideration, he spoke to stop her from going out.

"Senior, if this continues, I'm afraid you will die before you find your father and younger brother."

Duan Qingshuang nodded and smiled bitterly: "Of course I know."

"Then why did senior let it go—I mean Qingshuang Sword, why did senior raise it at the cost of his life..."

"What are you raising?" Duan Qingshuang turned around, raised her hand and slowly stroked the scabbard, caressing the whitish frost flower, and said: "Bloodthirsty? Irritable?"

Bai Qiuling pursed his lips and remained silent, not saying yes or no.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in his eyes, and the coldness between his brows swept away, taking away some heat from his skin—Duan Qingshuang drew his sword again in front of him, he raised his hand to block his eyes, turned his head slightly to dodge, and before he put down his hand, I heard Duan Qingshuang say:

"A sword is just a sword. If no one deliberately tames it, how will it know whether killing is justice or just killing!"

Bai Qiuling heard the sullenness in her tone clearly, and also understood the meaning of her words, and said calmly: "What senior said is absolutely true, a sword is just a sword, because the one holding the sword is a person of flesh and blood, so it Knows hatred but also understands the human heart——

"This junior is bold enough to ask senior to give me a chance to see if I can cure senior and 'cure' the Cyan Frost Sword."

Duan Qingshuang took a step forward while holding the sword with a flick of his wrist, and suddenly raised his hand, the blade of the sword brushed against Bai Qiuling's bridge of nose, the tip of the sword glowed coldly, and it was only half a finger away from his throat.

She asked coldly, "Who are you?"

Bai Qiuling looked at the Qingshuang Sword in front of him calmly again, and saw that the sword was covered with big frost flowers like the scabbard, and said calmly: "The unknown person walks in the rivers and lakes, Sansheng is lucky to meet This peerless sword, I ask this junior to fulfill it."

Duan Qingshuang was silent for a moment, looked at Bai Qiuling's determined eyes, almost misunderstood that he could really heal herself, and then laughed at herself and said: "I am dying, if you really like this sword, after I die Just pick it up yourself, you don’t need to spend a lot of time on me.”

"This junior doesn't mean that--" Bai Qiuling frowned, watching Duan Qingshuang put away the sword in front of him and turned around, then took a step forward and said: "The Qingshuang sword was forged by seniors, and I think seniors don't want it to end up in a bad way." The reputation of the sword—"

Duan Qingshuang turned his head to look at him, and he said: "Just like the senior, if the senior really dies, there are many people in this world who covet the sword. If it falls into the wrong hands, wouldn't it be a waste of killing? It will inevitably be another battle. The catastrophe of the rivers and lakes."

The windows in the room were creaked by the river wind, and when the wind came in, it rolled up the tulle on Bai Qiuling's mat hat hanging on the wall and gently swept the window edge, making a small sound.

After another long silence, Duan Qingshuang stood in the corridor and looked up, watching a few rays of sunlight pass through the cracks of the tiles and fall on the small shrubs in the courtyard that were dehydrated and yellowed. mouthed:

"You come with me."

Bai Qiuling followed Duan Qingshuang to the sword casting room of Duan's mansion. When the stone door was pushed open, there was a dull sound echoing in the corridor, which seemed quiet and quiet.He subconsciously looked around at the inscriptions on the surrounding stone walls, and couldn't help raising his hand to stroke the sunken strokes.

Duan Qingshuang stood behind him and watched a sword on the stone wall, and when he spoke, his voice seemed to come from far away, "That's the sword casting manual."

Bai Qiuling's hand trembled, and he immediately retracted it, pinching the sleeve with his fingertips and rubbing it carefully.He turned around and stood facing Duan Qingshuang, and said, "Qingshuang sword's sword casting manual?"

Duan Qingshuang shook her head: "No, it's Qingming Sword."

Tang Yun stood in front of the stone gate and spent an incense stick of time before he could find the mechanism to open the door. Annoyed, he raised his hand and wanted to smash the obstructive stone gate with his palm.

He put away the folding fan and put it on his waist, concentrated his internal energy in the palm, and the real air flowed in his dantian, he thought that Haoyue Palm hit with [-]% force, this stone door can break a hole even if it is not broken to allow one person to pass through.

The day before when he saw Bai Qiuling rescue the woman in the woods, he thought of an "excellent" solution, but his enemy, who usually chased him diligently, hadn't moved at all these two days.

Even a straw bag from Linhai Villa will do.

He had already used the "hero to save the beauty" method, and the man's attitude towards him was a little bit better, but he was soon disturbed by himself, and he left in anger.

He chased all the way to the woods on the outskirts of the city, and when he saw Bai Qiuling saving someone, he had a flash of inspiration and thought again——

Tang Yun, the owner of the pavilion, was chased and killed by his enemies. When his life was hanging by a thread, he was lucky to be helped by the young hero. The kindness of saving his life should be repaid by the spring.

Bai Qiuling had already figured out all these reasons, it could be said that everything was ready and the only thing he owed was Dongfeng.

But Tang Yun waited all night but no one came to chase him down. Bai Qiuling followed the woman to such a gloomy old house and couldn't come out. He lost his patience and wanted to force his way in.

Cheng Qinghuai got the news last night and dispatched a few killers from a nearby town. He went to offend Tang Yun's enemies again in a hurry, and then Fei Ge sent him a letter to make him prepare—and he prepared a At night, the surroundings were so quiet that there was no wind.

He cursed that the mud couldn't support the wall, he raised his hand to hit the stone gate in front of him, but he turned around the moment he shot, slapped the person behind him who was about to sneak attack, and then swept away lightly.

"You guys are too late."

When he landed on the ground, he had already opened a folding fan, and on the fan was a gorgeous red lotus, which was so lifelike in its movements, as if the wind passed through the petals.

The killers in black obviously didn't understand what he was talking about, they exchanged glances and rushed forward, the blades in their hands pierced through the afterglow of the setting sun and rushed straight to his face.

Tang Yun turned sideways with great agility, raised his fan to block the reflective knife point, and then lightly tapped on the back of the knife, causing the man holding the knife to retreat half a step.The man was amazed by Tang Yun's profound internal strength, and was caught off guard by a folding fan that flew over his shoulder, causing his flesh to tear apart.

The number of people who have been chasing and killing Tang Yun over the years is countless. The various sects dare not clash with Pinglou on the surface, but they often spend a lot of money to hire various killers from the Western Regions or the East China Sea to hunt down and kill him. Now facing a few men in black with unfamiliar martial arts skills, it was quite easy to deal with.

He deliberately left some leeway for his subordinates, thinking in his mind how to delay until Bai Qiuling heard the movement coming out from inside, so he became more and more perfunctory in his moves, deliberately leaking some loopholes for the opponent to catch, just kept procrastinating like this, after several rounds. All the killers gradually became tired.

He took the folding fan back in his hand, and dropped it on the branch of the banyan tree standing next to him. He secretly said that something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "What kind of mud are you that can't support the wall? You can't even beat this? Which sect spent so much money to hire it?" !"

Several killers had never encountered this kind of situation, but they couldn't beat this person, and they even got the upper hand in terms of momentum, so the leader gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Put the formation!"

Tang Yun got down from the tree branch and landed lightly, without even a little dust.He frowned and took two steps forward, shaking his fan, and questioned: "You guys...can you do it? How about you rehearse it first and let me see?"

The killer was so angry that he kept changing his formation, and it seemed interesting. Tang Yun felt relieved a little. He folded his folding fan and guessed that the movement was big enough. He coughed twice and took a look at Shimen. , and said: "How much is the opposite party paying, I will pay double—"

"Begging for mercy now? It's too late!" the leader killer said.

Tang Yun: "I'll pay double, you hold on longer, don't be beaten to death by that person later - come on, I'll let you slash first."

"..."

"You're going to cut it!——Are you going to cut it or not?" Tang Yun took a few steps forward, pointed at one of the killers, and urged, "If he doesn't cut you, I'll kill you later."

The killers stared blankly at each other, stunned. Tang Yun heard the clearer footsteps in the stone gate when he moved his ears. Impatiently, he took the dagger from the killer in front of him and slashed it fiercely on the arm, not saving himself any face.

With the sound of the fabric being torn, the white clothes were immediately stained with blood. Tang Yun couldn't feel the pain of the horrific wound on his arm, but a strange numbness came from the split skin.

He cursed in a low voice, and immediately took a few steps back to use his skills to resist the poison that quickly traveled all over his body, and took a black pill at the same time as acupuncture.

Outside the "beating" was inseparable, inside Bai Qiuling and Duan Qingshuang finally heard the movement and ran out.The moment he pushed open the stone door, Bai Qiuling watched Tang Yun sway a few steps in place, and then fell straight back.

He felt that something was wrong, and lightly swept over to catch the fallen man, and saw a long wound on his arm from the shoulder to the elbow. The wound was turning black, and his eyes were dazed. How did you wake up.

"The solution, the antidote is...in him...poof!"

Tang Yun kept a secret, he never expected that the blade would be poisoned, although he didn't know whether the poison would kill him or not, but he thought, since he had already taken Pinglou's pill, his life should be safe now .

And his goal has also been achieved, now he is comfortably leaning on Bai Qiuling's arms, he can look at his handsome facial features carefully over and over again, if it is not really that he has no strength, he must say something to teach him He blushed, seeing how shy he looked.

Even Bai Qiuling's tightly frowning expression became more and more joyful to him, and he secretly sighed that such a face might be hard to find in the world.Afraid of being noticed by this person, he held back the smile on his lips, pretended to be in extreme pain and said slowly: "Thank you Qiu... Qiu..."

Bai Qiuling had no time to find out what Tang Yun said. He heard that the antidote was in the hands of the killers in front of him. Seeing that his complexion was getting worse and worse, he didn't care about other things. After handing him over to Duan Qingshuang, he raised his sword and charged go up.

……

After a while Tang Yun felt that his consciousness and strength were being pulled away, and his breathing became lighter and lighter. He knew that it was the pill that helped him slow down his breathing and tried his best to prevent the poison from spreading to his body.He struggled to turn his head to see Bai Qiuling dexterously avoiding the killer's attack, coughed twice and spit out some dark blood - he purposely made it louder, in exchange for the man to look back.

In a daze, Cheng Qinghuai's voice sounded next to his ears, as if he heard her asking himself why he followed Bai Qiuling again, he couldn't help but smile this time.

He told Cheng Qinghuai that Bai Qiuling is good-looking, and he likes good-looking people. In the future, if this person is not good-looking, or he gets tired of looking at it, that's all.

Then he said something, and he couldn't remember it for a while.