Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 62: Manshan plum blossoms
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Green hills.
A graceful young girl, with a dazed expression, looked at the distant scenery, a head of green silk scattered randomly on the fragrant shoulders, the girl seemed to be waiting for someone, stopped and looked at the distant girl motionless, half-sounding girl He bowed his head again and sighed in his heart.
Green Mountain, at this time there is still a trace of emerald green across the mountains and plains, all of which have been covered by heavy snow in the sky, covered in silver.
The girl who stopped and looked forward to it was Susu. Now it has been almost a year since she was separated from Zhao Jiuge. Every time Susu who has gone out of practice will come to this hill where she agreed to meet Zhao Jiuge, looking forward to it. The figure of dreams will appear, but every time he deceives himself and others, afterwards, knowing that the person will not appear now, Susu is also used to walking around here in a daze.
Heavy snow cover can't conceal the plum blossoms in the mountains. The little bit of red is so conspicuous in the white of the sky, scattered and dotted in the wind and snow like falling red.
Mei Xu Xunxue is three points white, but Xue loses Mei for a while.
Susu took a light step, shuttled through the plum blossom forest, raised his right hand to reveal the white and green fingers and gently stroked the plum blossom branches that were still covered with a little snow, and a little bit of residual snow was brought to the ground, but Su Su turned a blind eye, thinking about that figure and her eyes were a little silly.
Susu loves plums, but the wood is what she loves more. Once upon a time, how many nights she asked herself, her feelings for the wood, she finally realized that the seed did not know when she planted it in her heart. under.
The five-year appointment, and now it's only a year, Susu's left hand tightly pinched the half of the jade pendant, her fingers were white because of the tightness, but she didn't feel it, and raised her right hand gently Holding a petal of plum blossoms, I looked at it carefully, smelling the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, thinking about others and remembering.
When I put my eyes away, I can only see the sky full of white and the dots of plum red, like a scroll unfolding.
Lingxiu's eyelashes moved lightly, and Susu's closed eyes opened, a little in a trance, and then seemed to feel a little dull, turning around and looking at the picturesque snow scene, the sky and the earth are all connected together. Su just stood silently like this, motionless, as if the whole person was in this emotion, this scene, this painting.
I don't know when, a little bit of snow began to fall again, adding a bit of life to the sky full of scenery.
Behind Susu, there is also a child with two heads shorter than her. The figure is a little thin, and the child seems a little afraid of the cold, with his hands curled together, so that he can be more warm, and his nose is red and cold. , The nostrils moved lightly. Although it was cold, the child tried not to make a noise for fear of disturbing the girl in front.
The shoulders of the two of them have been covered with a layer of snow, and they seem to feel the chill of the child behind them, and the girlishness withdraws their eyes, and glances toward the south reluctantly, just because of the one in their hearts The wood is practicing there.
Turning around, Susu's eyes were gentle, and she said softly, "Xiaotian, is it cold? Let's go back."
I heard that I was going back. Although the child was relieved and didn't need to be frozen anymore, but there was some doubt in his dark eyes. He tilted his head slightly and asked incomprehensibly, "Sister, are you waiting for your brother? ."
Compared with Qingrong Township, Zhao Xiaotian is undoubtedly a little taller. Although his figure is still so thin, he is still practicing the practice after returning with Susu, but the progress is slower because of this. The child's physique has been too nutritious since he was young, and there are too many magazines, so now the body is still afraid of the cold.
Faced with Zhao Xiaotian’s question, Susu shook her head slightly, smiled meaningfully and said, “He who should come will come, and he will not come if he shouldn’t come.”
Zhao Xiaotian blinked and blinked his eyes, seeming to understand, he seemed to understand what his sister was saying, but he didn't seem to understand anything, he was still young, he didn't understand the emotions between men and women, just ignorant Said, "Sister, you like your brother, why don't you be with your brother? Are you afraid that your brother will run away with others in recent years."
Susu raised Bai Nen's right hand and wanted to fight. Zhao Xiaotian smiled happily, knowing that this slap would not really fall, and he would not hide.
"The kid who told you this, tell you, if your brother dared to run away with others, then I will chase him to the end of the world, and I will kill this grief first, and then I will die. He’s the one.” Susu wrinkled her nose cutely. When she talked about the shyness of a young girl, her cheeks were dyed blush, but her inexplicable eyes turned gloomy. Zhao Xiaotian didn’t pay much attention to Su because of his age. Su's face changed.
Susu sighed again in her heart, thinking, isn't it a last resort, don't I want to go with him, but I also have unspeakable difficulties.
Hush, a wave of air surged in the distance, rolling up the white snow on the ground, like a flying silver, but the air force flashed away, and it was immediately taken back after a sudden leak.
Susu's eyes were cold, and without lifting her head, she said coldly, "There is no blood, how many times have I said, telling you not to always follow me sneakily."
The girl's words and eyes were so cold, the wind, frost and snow all over the sky seemed so insignificant in front of the girl's eyes, and it was often compared by the chill in the girl's bones.
A feminine man in a blood-colored robe dared to look at his face and walked out, ignoring the girl’s questioning, and asked with an uneven face, "That kid is really so good. , Believe it or not, I will kill him then, I can’t compare to him in any way.
The words were passionate, the tone was rapid, and he looked at the beautiful face of the girl without any retreat.
Previously, Xue Wuxing had been hiding in the distance and secretly looking at the back that made him dream, until the final dialogue couldn't help being angry, and the murderous air showed Susu's surprise.
"Do you dare." Susu's beautiful face was frosty, his face jumped, waiting for his eyes to chit.
The killing intent was surging around the girl, and the calm Shirayuki on the ground followed the girl's momentum and danced.
"Susu, don't forget your identity, when you see me dare you." The feminine man named Xue Wuxing did not move at all, and left a cold sentence and stopped going. Paying attention, turned and left, and gradually disappeared in this emerald green mountain with only white and red.
Hearing these words, Susu, who had originally been killing intent, was suddenly discouraged, her body softened, and her face turned pale.
Xue Wu Xing is the son of his father picked up and raised, and he is also regarded as a personal disciple. He is undoubtedly the rising star of the school. He has liked himself for many years and is chasing after him. If he doesn't like him, believe in his love You can't force yourself, you can only let yourself.
But now, as soon as the wood goes to the practice place, it is getting further and further away from himself, and the dreams of the gods and goddesses are getting further and further away.
For a while, Susu's heart was upset, but she still couldn't stop her heart for that wood no matter what.
The world is safe and secure, and it will live up to the Tathagata and the Qing.
Zhao Xiaotian looked at the previous scene with a calm expression on his face. He kept his feelings cold and warm when he was a child. Although he was young, he didn’t know about human feelings. He did not ask about the world, and who treated him badly. Keeping it in my heart, I just kept silent, squeezed my small fist tightly, and meditated in my heart that I should practice hard and not be afraid of hardship.
Susu converged for a while, restored her calm, stretched out her left hand to hold Zhao Xiaotian's cold little hand, and slowly left, leaving the picture-like scenery.
As soon as he left, Susu's right hand took away a few strands of blue silk scattered on his forehead, and finally recovered and forgot to glance at the south.
Love you hate you, ask if you know it.
The wood in the distance, I don’t know if you are well. If you are well, it will be sunny.
Even the blizzard can't stop my heart for you.
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Xuantian Sword Gate, Si Jianya.
Regardless of whether the outside world is full of snow or not, the Xuantian Sword Gate guarded by the formation is like spring all year round, overflowing with aura.
The wood that someone missed has been in Sijian Cliff for more than nine months.
Puff puff puff...
The sound of flowing water from the waterfall in my ear kept ringing, and a young man in a blue sword robe in Sijian Cliff kept waving the ordinary wooden sword in his hand.
The sword light flies all over the sky, sometimes like a dream, sometimes like a song like a cry, sometimes flipped and sometimes shocked, the sword posture is elegant, the whole person gives a person a kind of dusty and elegant temperament, compared with before the beginning, The edge appears to be more restrained.
The sword light is still there, and the water flows in my ears.
The sound of running water became clearer in the young man's ears, and the sound of water became louder and louder. The young man's eyes narrowed, completely immersed in his sword intent.
At this moment, the boy's closed eyes suddenly opened, his aura suddenly changed, and the sword intent that was originally like a creek suddenly became surging.
Raising the hand, the sword fell, and a dazzling sword light flew towards the outside of Sijian Cliff, like a leaf boat.
Beyond Sijian Cliff, there are sky full of emerald green waves, which are caused by ancient trees that are hundreds of feet high. The sword light is raging, and finally rushes in Zhao Jiuge's expectant eyes.
Boom, and a gap of several feet long looks so dazzling on this undulating green wave, like a wound.
Zhao Jiuge's eyes showed a faint sense of joy, but it was not strong, as if it were reasonable.
Others have sharpened their swords for ten years, and they are close to one year to realize this. Although it is not bad, it still hasn't reached the point of mastering Xuan, but it is fast.
This sword is getting closer and closer to the sword intent of the first level of the Xuantian Sword Art.
Zhang Fan's soft boat does not use the small boat, Tiaoxi, and the river.
Following the daily sound of flowing water and the understanding of sword intent, Zhao Jiuge finally used a sword he was relatively satisfied with!
Xuantian Temple.
When Zhao Jiuge used that sword, Jian Wuxin, who was comprehending cultivation, opened his eyes, with a smile in his eyes, nodded gently, and then closed his eyes and went to practice cultivation in peace.