Sealing Sword Chapter 200: Dawn (end of text)

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This battle between good and evil lasted more than ten days.

The Lost Trail, which stretches for dozens of miles, has truly become a burial **** in which the netherworld lives and kills. No one knows how many people died in this battle, how many black and white good and evil are interspersed, fighting and screaming. The sound is endless, from dawn to night, from the moon to the sunset, and repeats itself again and again, like the cycle of reincarnation in the world again and again.

Although He Lianyu is dead, the foundation of the Burial Palace is still there. The Demon Dao factions who heard the wind are fishing in troubled waters, the righteous Dao coalition forces are engaged in a death fight with them, and the right and wrong of the world have no meaning now, only left A simple life and death outcome.

The blood is cooling on the blade, and it is resurged in the arena.

However, this battle has nothing to do with Baiguimen.

They are ghosts that walk in the night, moving in secret, and even if they are dressed in human skin, they cannot be exposed to broad daylight. Therefore, when Chu Xiwei released the signal fireworks, he burned the Jingfeng Temple, and sent people to guard nearby to make sure that no gu worm crawled out of the sea of ​​fire alive, so he took scorpions and most of his men along with Ye Fu and Duanqing from the secret road. After the mountain, they left Zhang proud to respond in the ridge.

Lu Mingyuan and Xuan Su, as the main force of the younger generation of Bai Dao, gained their reputations and glory in this battle. Even if Ye Fusheng and Chu Xiwei retreated to Los Angeles behind the Lost Ridge, they could get theirs from the battle report every day. According to the news, Chu Xiwei felt that although the battle situation was severe, the situation turned better, so he let go of his worries and turned his head to see Ye Fusheng resting his hands on the window frame, looking up at the sky with vicissitudes of life.

He put down the report, drove out the subordinates who reported the report, took a large cloak and put it on Ye Fusheng's shoulders, and said: "In early winter late at night, the weather turns cold, even if you are not afraid of cold, you have to pay attention."

"Ayao, I suddenly feel that I am old." Ye Fusheng turned around and said with emotion, "Xuan Su will not say anything, look at girl Qin, when I was this age, I was still Let’s go to the house to reveal the tiles."

"She also has footprints in the sky now." Chu Xiwei snorted, and her conversation suddenly changed, "Besides, I don't know if you are old."

"..." Ye Fusheng choked his tea after hearing the words, and looked at Chu Xiwei with a look of surprise, as if he had seen some rare and exotic beast, "My dear, great, Ayao, you actually know how to open it. Huangqiang!"

Chu Xiwei's mouth twitched: "It's the master who teaches by deeds, and the disciples are black when they are close to Mo."

Ye Fusheng's face has always been as thick as the corner of a city wall, and he didn't feel ashamed. Instead, he grabbed Chu Xiwei's arm, turned and pressed the person on the window sill, rubbing his finger on the other's pale lips, and smiled: "A good disciple is promising. I don't know what else you don't know. You need a master to teach me?"

Chu Xiwei's face flushed with composure just now, his eyes were half-closed, his eyelashes cast two rows of small shadows, and Ye Fusheng's heart was itchy and his hands were more itchy, and he leaned forward. Blowed into his ear: "How about master teaching you to behave?"

Before the voice was over, the courtyard gate was kicked open, accompanied by the people who chanted: "Hey-oh, I'll go, it's midnight!"

Ye Fusheng: "..."

Chu Xiwei: "..."

He quietly put away the hand that was about to fall on Ye Fusheng’s waist, one straightened up vigorously, and smoothly pressed the cloak that almost slipped off Ye Fusheng’s shoulder, before turning his head and looking outward: "Yi Father, can you knock on the door before entering the hospital?"

Shen Wu Duan lifted his clothes and walked in, with disdain on his face: "Where did I not see you when I chopped you into a boiled egg to soak in a medicinal bath, rare?"

Chu Xiwei said seriously: "This is different from the past, I am a person with a family."

The elderly widower Shen Wuyuan: "..."

Ye Fusheng felt that he could be choked to death by the two masters if he didn't make a sound, he bent his arm and stabbed Chu Xi with an elbow, and smiled at Shen without reason: "Shen Qian..."

Chu Xiwei suddenly coughed from behind, Shen Wuyou copying his arm, Yin and Yang asked strangely: "Abduct my son and let it go with a'senior'?"

Ye Fusheng was stunned at first, and immediately reacted, smiled and squinted, borrowing the donkey from the slope, openly shouting: "Foster father."

"This is just like talking." Shen Wucai laughed, took out two pieces of Hetian Jade Pei from his waistband and threw it over, "The marriage ceremony Liu Rong prepared for this kid before his death is now given."

Ye Fusheng raised his hand to catch the jade pendant, and saw that it was a simple safety buckle style, one large and one small, just concentric circles.

He hung the small one around his neck and put it next to him, then picked up Chu Xiwei’s hair, tied the big one with his own hands, turned his head back and stretched out his hand for no reason, and said with a smile: " Yes, the foster father didn’t say anything, right?"

Shen Wuyuan curled his lips: "You look like Gu Qifang ten percent like Gu Qifang. Let's talk about it after you turn around and put a toast to the old man!"

After that, he pulled out the two small tails that closed his eyes and listened, and pushed Ye Fusheng impatiently, saying: "When I go, this kid will come to you all the time, and he will still lead him. Bringing a little girl, I made me walk the streets like my grandparents along the way!"

One of the little tails is naturally Xie Li. He has tossed between Wenchan Mountain and Jialan City a few times, but he has tasted the ups and downs, but Xue Chanyi took Xie Zhang and others to participate. Bai Daoyou army, only left a team of Xie family disciples to protect his safety, these people are afraid that something will happen to the young master in their own hands, and they want to follow him even to the hut, if not accidentally caught Shen Wuyou, I am afraid he is still in Garan City Guarding a small courtyard for the far travellers.

Therefore, although Xie Li entered the door and was shocked by the affectionate scene of the two, now that he came back to see Ye Fusheng's smiling face, he rushed forward, holding his thigh and not letting go. No crying or making trouble, just rubbing like a cat.

"Why did A Li come?" Ye Fusheng lowered his head and touched the restless hair on his head, "It's not safe here, it's dangerous."

Xie Li said in a low voice: "Uncle Ye, I want to come and have a look. If you don't run around, just follow you and don't drive me."

"Okay, then you just follow it. It's not bad to know how long it is." Ye Fusheng has always eaten soft or hard, and smiled when he heard that, but he looked up and saw that Chu Xiwei was standing behind Xie Li. Little girl.

The little girl is dressed in men's clothing. Her hair is half-length and not short without hairpins and ornaments. She only uses a cyan hairband tied into a ponytail behind her head. Her face is bright and white, and her facial features are not yet mature, but already Visible shadows of the eyelids.

The last time they went back to Jialan City, they came and went in a hurry and didn't see Aru. At this time, Chu Xiwei felt that she was a bit familiar, and couldn't remember where she had met.

Shen Wuyou raised his eyelids and said, "She's Aru, Lu Mingyuan and Qin Yatou are not very old and thoughtful. She was watching by the side when I took Xie Li away, but at night she robbed us in front. I don’t know how to open the gate of the city. I have a good relationship with this little bastard, so I don’t want to rush back, so I just brought it together."

Chu Xi frowned slightly, and rarely asked Aru: "Are you by this name?"

A Ru's gaze turned around on him, and finally fell on Ye Fusheng, nodding.

Ye Fusheng's pupils shrank, and then his face recovered again, but the change in this moment did not escape the eyes of Chu Xiwei and Shen Wuyou.

When the old man is getting older, he sometimes doesn’t bother to care about the young people’s affairs. Shen Wuyou and Chu Xiwei looked at each other, but he didn’t say much, and asked, “Let them play by themselves, and make sure Where?"

Ye Fusheng's smile was stagnant, and he whispered: "Reading in the backyard."

They came down the mountain that day, and Chu Xiwei found Sun Minfeng, and tried his best to seal Duan Qing’s three main points and pulses, which could prevent the loss of anger and let Duan Qing slow down. One level of risk, can run the "Wuji Gong" internal force to adjust the interest rate.

Ye Fusheng and Chu Xiwei still feel uncomfortable.

When Sun Minfeng put away the golden needles, he confessed to them that Duan Qing first lost half of his skill and lost the longevity gu, and caused the dark wounds and old troubles that were previously suppressed. The most important thing is his whole spirit. They are all exhausted, even if the ghost doctor magic hand magic arts, is not a **** who can bring back the dead.

Four years, this is the longest time limit given by Sun Minfeng. During this period, we must carefully recuperate and adjust the breath, otherwise it may not even be four years.

Duan Qing looked young, but in fact he was quite old. He was very open to this matter. After a few words of relief, he didn't bother to see the frustrated faces of Ye Fusheng and Chu Xiwei. He put the two juniors together. I rushed to the front yard and made tea and burned incense in the backyard~IndoMTL.com~Blowing flute, which is more at ease than countless days and nights in 13 years.

Shen Liu didn’t feel sad when they said about it. Instead, he laughed and said: “How about four years? He has been guilty of most of his life and can’t enjoy the blessing for a few years? Young people have to learn to look away. Otherwise, everything will be on my mind and I will be too tired to live."

After that, Shen Wuyou smiled past them and walked to the backyard.

Ye Fusheng drove the two juniors to play in the house, he and Chu Xiwei were a few steps behind Shen Wudu, and he whispered: "She is Miss Ru."

There are not many people who can get his honorific name. Chu Xi narrowed her eyes slightly: "When I left Beijing, I hadn't heard of "Miss Ru"."

Ye Fusheng looked into his eyes: "Don't you think she resembles you when you were a kid?"

Chu Xi slightly stagnated.

"Miss Ru, is the daughter of Princess Yu Ning and Tang Zhiyang, the husband." Ye Fusheng's voice was very soft, but Chu Xiwei held her breath.

Ten years ago, when the Tianjing Palace changed, Princess Chu Wanning of Yuning killed her husband Tang Zhiyang for the righteous evildoer, but she was pregnant at that time.

The Tang family supported the Jing King's rebellion. The first emperor was furious about this. Although he did not punish the nine tribes because of his in-laws, he had killed countless people. If it were not for Princess Yuning's life to protect him, the first emperor fell ill after this incident. If he died again, I am afraid that this child will not be able to keep it.

After Chu Ziyu ascended to the throne of God, he respected Princess Yuning, but even though this child was her flesh and blood, she was still in the blood of the Tang family. His position in the palace was very embarrassing, even a serious name. It's getting better, just called the name-Aru.

When Princess Yuning passed away four years ago, Ye Fusheng saw her grasping Chu Ziyu's hand and begging, hoping that he would treat Aru kindly in his own face, and the latter indeed lived up to his trust. Take care of me and take care of me.

But Aru can't stay in the palace for a lifetime.

Chu Xiwei thought about the little girl's face, and vaguely remembered Princess Yuning's voice and smile ten years ago and the innocent things she said in front of her at that time. Her heart was sour and soft, and there was a hint of unspeakable joy. meaning.

He thought that the Tang family was over long ago, but he didn't expect that there would still be A Ru, as if a grass sprout grew out of the devastated soil. It was so small and fragile, but it represented a ray of vitality. .

Ye Fusheng grabbed Chu Xiwei's hand and clasped it tightly, smiling and bending his eyes, and said: "Everything will be fine."

They went into the backyard and just saw Duanqing pouring tea. The freshly brewed holly had an elegant fragrance, and the yellowish tea was poured into the four tea cups eighty full, no more, no less.

"For so many years, your unpredictable prophet is still so capable." Shen Wuyou sat down unceremoniously, took a sip from the cup, and then "pooh" without giving face, "It's so bitter."

Ye Fusheng blinked, picking up the tea cup and savoring it, frowning, then unwinding; "The entrance is extremely bitter, but the aftertaste is sweet."

"Life is the same, first bitter, then sweet, Fang Ming's true meaning." Duan Qing smiled, and he scattered the gray and gray hair behind his head, his face looked ten years older than before. , But lacked the unkind loneliness, became warm from the inside out, and when looking at them, there was a cloud of sky and clouds in his eyes, which was incredibly clear.

Ye Fusheng lowered his eyelids and seemed to realize something, Chu Xiwei consciously couldn't tell the truth, so he chewed and drank a cup of tea and added another cup to herself.

Duan Qing asked: "How is the battle?"

"I have been anxious these days, the victory and defeat have been divided, and it is time to clean up the mess." Chu Xiwei said concisely, "Modao's vitality is severely injured this time, although Baidao won eight hundred at his own expense, all have to rest and rest, and talk less about the future. Ten years will not be a storm."

"Innate light and shadow, yin and yang form a balance. It is best to have a balance." Duan Qing put down the cup, "What are your plans?"

"After this matter, first go back to Baiguimen to deal with the affairs, and then..." Chu Xiwei paused, holding Ye Fusheng's hand and raising her head, "We want to ask Dao Chang to lead the way and go to the Supreme Palace. Take a trip to Feiyun Peak."

Shen Wuyou smiled unkindly: "Oh, the ugly wife sees in-laws?"

Duan Qing glanced at him lightly, Lao Buxiu shut up immediately, Ye Fusheng sighed secretly, "One thing drops one thing", then he smiled and said: "Yes, I want to marry a flowery daughter-in-law Son, can’t you take it home and let the master hold his hands?"

Chu Xiwei raised her eyebrows and repeated: "You marry?"

Ye Fusheng blinked at him and said sincerely: "You can marry."

Chu Xiwei immediately decided to discuss this issue with him personally tonight.

Duan Qing raised his head and glanced at the bare peach blossom tree behind him, a soft color flashed in his eyes, and said: "Okay."

They made tea in the backyard and talked for a whole night, and they talked about the big things in the world, and also laughed at the parents. The night was bright before they knew it. Two little bunnies in the front yard circled you and chased me, and looked at the gates on both sides from time to time. Suddenly they saw a fireworks in the distance rushing to the sky, exploding the gorgeous colors.

Aru confiscated his feet for a while, and fell into a gourd with Xie Li. The four adults in the backyard were also alarmed and walked out one after another, watching the fireworks over there rise one after another in the sky where the sky is looming. Spread out Ambilight.

The kid didn't know what the fireworks represented, but saw Ye Fusheng's smiles on their faces at the same time.

The four big and two small stood in the yard for a long time, until the violent wind swept the flowing clouds, and the dim sky above the head lit up with a dazzling light, dyeing the original quiet and indifferent color with red satin-like beauty, and the sun was dazzling The shadow of is looming behind the clouds, and the dawn is cut into golden silk and jade flakes by invisible hands, stretched piece by piece, as if a hole had been broken in the dark night, throwing out a group of vibrant fire.

This is not the first time Ye Fusheng has watched the sunrise, but it is his favorite time.

All things withered and died, while decayed and festered in the dark, while growing and rejuvenating in the sun, the world, regardless of the world's conditions, were rugged or downturned, all turned in such a cycle.

Perhaps one day, the cold iron sword breaks its blade and wraps its sheath, and the mountains and rivers fill up and disappear. Even the years of the rivers and lakes have been tossed in the long river, but there is a ray of sky, and the blood is not cold.

Ye Fusheng was in a daze for a moment, before being pulled back to his sanity by a hug.

Chu Xiwei wrapped her hands around his body, gently placed her head on his shoulders, and smiled gently, "Master, we should go home."

There was a warm sun in those eyes, which drove away the coldness of the blade in the cold night, and stabilized Ye Fusheng's precarious sailing boat for half a lifetime.

Your peace of mind is my life.

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