Nightfall Chapter 98: Cross-strait

This river has many names. It is called Weishui River in the twenty-mile land that bypasses the Tang Dynasty, Yishui River in Yan State, Juma River, and Tongtian River in Song State. , Because there was a tributary flowing directly into the storm sea, and Song Guo always insisted that it was the main river, completely ignoring that this river had more than seven hundred miles to Daze.

No one calls it a big river, because there is already a big river in the south of the world, but this river is actually very big, with plenty of water, wide waves, and the wind blowing on both sides of the rice flowers, nurturing countless humans.

Especially in the front and back section of the Swallow Realm, the river surface is extremely wide. With a distance of several hundred feet, no matter how strong the vision is, it is difficult to see the face of the person on the other side, and naturally there is no way to recognize who the other person is.

But Ning Que glanced across the river and recognized that the person was Long Qing. It was a feeling that was difficult to describe in words. It was as natural as a river entering the sea, or taken for granted.

The world is so big, Yishui is so cold, wars are still frequent, and the flames are raging. People who should be fleeing have already escaped. Walking in the wilderness, there are rare human traces, but some people appear on the other side of the river.

That person, of course, can only be Long Qing.

The **** horse stopped, and Ning Que looked towards the opposite bank. At this moment, Long Qing also stopped riding and looked at him. The eyes of the two met on the surging river. There was no such literary narration: You are here, but simply tell the other person that I see you, then you can't leave.

After looking at each other in silence for a while, Ning Que pulled on the reins and continued to travel northward. Long Qing also traveled northward on the other side. His mount was obviously extraordinary, and he was able to keep up with the speed of the **** horse.

In the winter, Ning Que was a little hungry. He stopped by a river and took out the dry food. Then he began to eat in the river. Long Qing also stopped and took a few drinks to quench his thirst.

Ning Que stopped in the twilight cage. I picked up some branches and started a bonfire, and let the **** horse wander around to rest. He sat by the fire and roasted wild wheat until it was slightly burnt, then threw it into his lips and started chewing. It didn't take long for a bonfire to light up on the other side, which was particularly eye-catching in the first night.

The morning light shines on the earth. Ning Que woke up, walked to the bank and picked up a handful of cold river water, washed his face, and looked up, only to see that Long Qing was using his skin to draw water, and the other party didn't even look here.

Ning Que continued to drive north. Long Qing continued to accompany on the other side.

The two people did not speak, maintained absolute silence, did not look at threats, did not even show a trace of hostility, and naturally there were no swords and arrows, peach blossoms and magic runes flying through the air.

When we came to the depths of Yanjing, the river turned to the west and entered a region of low mountain gorges. The river surface has become much narrower than yesterday, and the people on the other side can see it more clearly.

Ning Que and Long Qing still walked silently, like the banks of a river.

No matter the left bank or the right bank, in fact, the banks of the river always look similar, there will be water plants, there will be gravel, there will be stone steps in crowded places, and blue stones for washing clothes. There will be waste thrown into the river by people on the boat, rotten vegetable leaves floating on the water, and crooked lines.

The most similar to the river bank can only be the river bank, but the two banks of the river will always spread in parallel, unless you go back to the source or until you enter the Daze or the sea, there will be no chance of meeting.

The most similar to you is often the enemy, and you have been competing with him for many years. It seems that you know each other well, but in fact you have never really touched each other, you just looked at each other.

The more upstream the wind is, the more bleak the wind, and the colder the water is. The river surface became narrower and narrower. Ning Que could clearly see Long Qing’s brows and eyes, and saw the scars that had faded a lot. If you want to come to Long Qing, you can also see the very inconspicuous freckles on his cheeks and his shoulders. The straw rope wrapped around the handle of the iron knife.

Two days after entering the Yanbei Mountain Range, until the mountains were poor, they reached the end of the water, where there was endless thick fog, which rose from the ground like white clouds, as beautiful as a fairyland, and also covered each other's shadows.

There is an angry sound of water, coming out of the clouds and mist, hitting the cliff, breaking into countless pieces of sound, you can imagine how steep the invisible river becomes in the valley.

Ning Que got off his horse and looked at the opposite bank in the mist, wondering if Long Qing was there.

At this moment, the sound of Long Qing sounded in the fog.

"What character did you write?"

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Ning Que and Longqing are regarded by many as the enemies of their lives. In fact, their destinies have been entangled over the years. The two have met very rarely, but each time they meet, they will come to life and death. Each victory or defeat will affect their destiny and even a wider range of destiny and the future. .

Meeting on the bank of Yishui, walking silently on both sides of the strait, there were no words, only a bonfire to compare, until they walked into the mountains and rivers, and couldn’t see each other, they started talking, but Ning Que didn’t think of it, and Long Qing said In his first sentence, it would be such a content, which made his pupils shrink slightly.

What character did Ning Que write in the blood of a barbarian on the grassland outside Weicheng? He went to Lanke Temple to see the stone broken in half in the autumn rain, but did he write down? If there is a pen, what is written? Is it the final Protestant doctrine that was handed over to Chen Pipi? then what?

"Everyone is in Xiling, why are you here?"

Ning Que did not answer Long Qing’s question, although Long Qing’s first sentence broke his mind, making him feel that the saying does have some truth-the person who knows you best is often your enemy.

Long Qing’s voice came from the clouds again: "Because you are here."

Ning Que's expression remained unchanged, and he untied the iron bow on his shoulders, as if to rest here for a while.

The meaning of Long Qing's expression is very clear. For Daomen or the world, the final battle of Xiling Temple is important, but in his opinion, Ning Que's whereabouts is not more important.

"Many people are guessing when I will go to Chengcheng to kill you, but in fact I don’t have this idea. In addition to dislike being watched, the more important reason is that I am not sure to kill you... …"

"I know you will not go to Chengjing to find me, so I have been waiting for you at the border."

"There are countless idiots in the world who always think that there must be a battle between you and me. Are you so stupid now that you have to follow the routines in the story?"

"I said, I have no confidence in killing you, and... I killed Ada and Hengmu, killing them in order. It is very boring and monotonous, and does not conform to the aesthetics of the academy."

Ning Que looked at the iron bow lying on his knees calmly. I don't know when, a dark iron arrow in the arrow box was already in his hand, and there was no sound when he took the arrow.

He is telling the truth.

Long Qing is indeed very strong right now-how can someone who can't even see through the big brother is not strong? The more critical proof lies in the fact that the watcher entrusted Long Qing with the most important mission of killing Ye Su to help him become a holy person. Such a person is not so easy to kill, so why should he take the risk?

But. Ning Que knew that he was also very strong. According to the saying, Long Qing should be more aware of how strong he was and how hard he was to kill. He didn't want to fight Long Qing, so why did Long Qing stop him?

"You kill people all over the world, but you are actually looking for people. Others don't understand, I understand... You killed Hengmu and Ada, just trying to find her. You always think that since they said it, the whole world is also spreading it. They are her gifts or confession left in the world. Then you can always get some information by killing them."

In the depths of the clouds, Long Qing's voice was quiet for a moment, and then it sounded again.

"I am different. I am not a gift left by Haotian to the world. From that moment on, I was even less qualified to be her son. Of course. Now I am not very interested in this name. No, I betrayed her. I only believe in myself. In this case, it doesn’t make sense for you to kill me. Why take the risk?"

Ning Que's fingers gently stroked the rocky, stable bowstring. Said: "Yes."

Long Qing said: "You will not come to kill me, but I will come to you... Because I feel that you are getting closer and closer to finding her. My teacher and I have different ideas. I think you are most likely Find her, I can't let you continue, and I don't care what you want to write in the end, I can't let you write again."

Ning Que raised his head, looked into the depths of the clouds and mist, and said, "You really value me."

Long Qing’s voice came: "People who look down on you are dead."

Ning Que was silent for a moment and said: "I used to look down on you very much when you were going to be her handmaid."

Long Qing said: "Yes, looking back at the time, thinking about her identity, I am so stupid, arrogant and idiot."

Ning Que said: "You used the word idiot first, it is very strong, so I have nothing to say."

Long Qing said: "Thank you very much."

Ning Que continued: "Later, I shot you an arrow on the snow cliff, but you survived. You survived shamelessly. You started to warn me, because I was the one who survived. …In fact, in the autumn rain at Red Lotus Temple, you almost killed me."

Long Qing's voice seemed a bit regretful: "But after all, he still failed to kill you."

Ning Que said: "I want to come now, everything is God's will."

Long Qing agreed: "Haotian was always by your side back then, and the will of heaven is naturally yours."

Ning Que said: "If I were you, I would not accept it."

Long Qing said: "There is nothing to refuse."

Ning Que said: "Otherwise, why are you here now?"

He asked this question before, and Long Qing has already answered it. In order to prevent him from finding Sangsang, in order to prevent him from writing the word, for the Taoist or the world, for many glorious, great, and just...

But he asked again.

Long Qing was silent for a long time, and then gave a new answer.

"Yes, this is an unnecessary battle. Haotian, Daomen, Human World... and the word you wrote are all excuses. I just want to see if I can kill you now, because I... Not satisfied."

In the clouds and mist, his voice was very calm, as if he had pulled off his coat "ci　luo" and was playing in the mud by the river. He finally gained freedom and happiness, which was so real and emotional.

There was silence, except for the sound of water.

Ning Que stood up and quietly watched the voice rise in the clouds, without speaking for a long time.

Long Qing did not speak for a long time.

The world is very big. They don't meet many times, but they never forget their hearts. There are maids on the banquet, the mountaineering ratio on the second floor, and an arrow on the snow cliff. Three times in a row, Ning Que won.

Because of that iron arrow, Long Qing became a waste without knowing his life and death. He gave up his fiancée, plunged into the darkness and became a demon. After learning the Grey Eye exercises, he rebelled against the Taoist school. He thought that his magic was great, and he ambushed Ning Que in front of the Honglian Temple. I didn't think that Ning Que had learned Gourmet Dafa, even if it bite like two wild dogs, Ning Que would eventually win.

There are many stories afterwards, generous, bitter, beautiful, and heavy. The two walked separately on both sides of the strait according to their different destinies, survived hard and continued to shine.

I really met at the end of the mountains and rivers, sitting and talking.

It's just two words to talk about the way of life and death.

Not satisfied.

Since there is Ning Que in the world, why do I have to?

Long Qing, refuse to accept.

This story has been too long and too long, it's time to end.

It doesn’t matter whether there is a reason or no reason.

Ning Que quietly looked at the depths of the clouds and mist, feeling the will, very emotional.

He has felt that will in many places.

For example, at the bottom of Daming Lake, such as the cliff cave at the back of the academy.

He didn't expect Long Qing's unwillingness to be so strong.

He respects each other very much.

He raised the iron bow, aimed at the position confirmed through the dialogue, without hesitation.

With a buzzing sound, the iron arrow left the string and disappeared instantly.

His expression is still the same as before, calm and cold-blooded.

Said something, recalled some past, gave birth to some respect and emotion, but I still want to kill you.

Since you have been dissatisfied for such a long time, please continue to dissatisfy until Nether.

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(It’s not like the feeling of wind and cold that my wife said yesterday. Although it’s an occasional feeling, the wind and cold are extremely severe. Fortunately, it took a day today to get this episode out and put it on the scene. The reader is not very happy when it is interrupted, but it is really impossible to write, mainly because the plot itself, in my opinion, is a complete and more important plot. After writing, there is a serious task. A sense of completion, I feel that tomorrow will be a new day again, Barabara, um, I love you.)