【Most Beautiful】Body in a dream

"Why have you been following me these days?"

Under the bright moonlight, the man in white stood on the top of the mountain, leaned over slightly, and lightly touched the top of the dog mastiff beside him, "Are you guilty of hurting them?"

The frost-white dog mastiff let out a bark, as if answering his question, and rubbed its head against the cold palm.

"Ha." Jiu Qiansheng chuckled, and walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, looking down, the river that had flooded that day was below.

At this time, the raging tide has calmed down, and the horror of swallowing everything like a beast like a beast can not be seen.

After a while, he looked up at the stars, there was no cloud or rain tonight, and the stars were exceptionally bright, but it was a pity that there were few people to accompany him to watch the stars.

In the past, Jiuqiansheng had a weakness that was not known to outsiders. It might be ridiculous to say it, that is, he was afraid of heights.

Standing on the top of a high mountain, watching the sea of ​​clouds change from day to night, watching the world change like floating, how happy it is, and what kind of pride it can arouse... However, when he stood in such a place, he could only feel dizzy.

Naturally, this kind of thing is not humane, nor can it be humane, so whenever someone invites him to climb the peak to enjoy the moon, he just refuses with a smile until he meets the best time.

He likes stargazing most of the time, and also likes the legends about stars in a difficult situation. When he was asked to go up the mountain to watch the stars, he wanted to refuse at first, but he relented in the end.

Maybe it's not entirely soft-hearted. Compared with that 19-year-old boy, if a person who has lived for a long time shows timidity, he really..."I'm sorry".

So that night, I climbed a peak together with the best time, the peak is already in front of my eyes, there is only a secluded ravine in front of me, with the lightness skills of the two of them, naturally there is no problem, but this refers to the flat ground.

So he stopped and said, "Let's go here."

Most Guang looked back at him, showing a very puzzled look: "We will be at the top soon."

He covered his face with the fan, thinking about how to get away with it, he caught a glimpse of the white velvet tail buttoned in the young man's hand, he had a flash of inspiration, and said: "I suddenly feel like dancing with a knife, how about it, do you want to fight with me?"

"Huh?" Zuo Guang's eyes lit up: "Okay."

He started with two knives, but he saw that young man stepped across the ravine and climbed to the top, then turned around, flicked the white tail in his hand, and said: "It's more pleasant to come up here and compete."

"..." He raised his eyes and saw that the best time was standing on the top of the peak, his clothes fluttering, and the sea of ​​stars behind him made that figure look like an exiled immortal, untouched by the world of mortals.

That's it.

With a sigh in his heart, he withdrew his two sabers, used lightness kung fu, swept across the secluded gorge, climbed to the top, and stood beside Zuo Guangyin.

It's a beautiful day, but it's a pity that when the night wind blows, the fingertips are all cold.

The most time turned the white velvet tail into a long knife, and said in a deep voice: "Let's kill each other, Lord Jiuqiansheng."

Don't mention swinging the knife, it's good that he can stand firmly now, the mountain road just now is covered by trees, there is nothing else here, he can only slap his forehead against his forehead, and slightly relieve the feeling of dizziness .

After a while, he only heard a low laugh, and he subconsciously raised his eyes to look, but saw that under the bright moonlight, the usually expressionless silver-haired young man was smiling, and even his lips that looked very affectionate were slightly curved. The young man's face was already too delicate Kong Ling, with such a smile, it was really worthy of a glimpse. He stared blankly, completely forgetting that he was on the top of the mountain.

"So you're also afraid, Lord Jiuqiansheng?"

The slightly rising tone at the end made him inexplicably feel that there was a hint of ridicule in the words, and the next moment, the young man's warm palm firmly held his: "Let's watch the stars quietly."

Most Guangyin pulled him to sit down on a rock on the edge of the cliff, but he never let go of his hand.

That hand was warm and dry, with some cocoons left by holding the knife, but also the softness and youthfulness that hadn't faded away from the boy. Such a close hand holding made the dizzy feeling of being crumbling much less, so he finally had the first time Once I experienced the beauty of stargazing.

That night, the two sat on the top of the mountain until the sun rose. The dawn was brilliant and the sea of ​​clouds was steaming. ?"

The bright red color of the rising sun smudged the handsome and ethereal spirit that belongs only to the young man. He smiled lowly and did not answer directly. He just tightened his hands and said, "Don't let me go."

"Okay, I won't let go."

At the very end, he answered simply, that day until he went down the mountain, he never let go of the hand he was holding.

But, did he really understand the meaning of the words?

The night wind chilled the stars, Jiuqiansheng lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the double knives hanging by his side.

"Don't you trust your own sword? Nine thousand wins."

The words that Qi Luosheng asked him a few days ago echoed in his ears, Jiuqiansheng put his swords in his hands, stood still for a moment, his shadow moved, and the swords were raised, the snow-colored cold light pierced the starry night, piercing the eyes like cuts, piercing the ears, killing The moonlight is also broken into thousands of threads, woven into pieces of nets.

Swordsman, if you can't trust your own sword, then the sword will become a piece of scrap iron.

People can be defeated, but they cannot be defeated first by their own hearts.

The knife swung faster and faster, the shadow of the knife was gone under the moonlight, only the hoarse sound of the knife's energy smashing rocks and tearing trees remained.The snow mastiff had already avoided the distance, and there was only one person on the top of the mountain, dancing alone on the cliff.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from afar, and a light shadow swept away, and another sword light appeared, and the time was shattered under the cold front, turning into an invisible phantom.

The blades collided, two knives sang, and a cloud of dust flew away.

The dust cleared, and each stood still. The silver-haired boy turned the long knife in his hand into a white velvet tail, stared at the figure standing on the edge of the cliff, and said, "I don't like the knife you used tonight."

"Ha." Jiuqiansheng retracted his knife, and his heart that had been hanging in the air for several days finally came back to reality, "Come here."

Most Guangyin walked to his side, his amber eyes were dark under the lashes, "What's wrong?"

Jiuqiansheng whispered: "I'm afraid of heights."

Zhi Guang didn't speak, just stretched out his hand to hold him, the hands that swung the knife were as cold as ice, even colder than the blade.

The two stood there silently, neither of them spoke.

After a while, Jiu Qiansheng said, "Where is Qi Luosheng?"

The best time knew that he would ask, and opened the other hand, with a peony petal in the palm: "You know who he is, don't you?"

"Yeah." Jiu Qiansheng nodded, and stroked the peony petals with his fingertips. However, the moment they touched, the petals revealed a faint fragrance, and then turned into foam, "This..."

The most time lightly grasped the palm of the hand, as if to hold the last lingering fragrance: "The person whose time is wrong has changed the known time track, and his fate has changed."

Having said so far, Jiu Qiansheng already knew the result of that person, and after a long silence, he said, "Can you tell stories?"

"will not."

The straightforward refusal let him know that there must be too much sadness in that story.

"Nine thousand wins."

"Ok?"

"Maybe, there is no sadness like you and I imagined, because time is a constant that can never be turned back."

"yes……"

"Tonight, watch the stars with me. The stars in the sky will show you the stories you want to know."

"it is good."