The breeze blew gently through a green forest. The ground was covered with flowers, leaving only a narrow path, like a garden, colorful and full of flowers, which was very beautiful.
Butterfly wore a cyan tights, showing off her graceful figure. Holding the long sword in her hand, Butterfly strolled through the flowers, came to a tomb, and stopped.
The short mound was already covered with flowers. Fruits were offered in front of the tomb. The surrounding area was very clean. The tombstone was just an ordinary piece of wood with a simple words on it:
【Feixue's Tomb】
Butterfly looked at the tombstone and gradually frowned, with a look of sadness in her beautiful eyes. She sighed softly and said hesitantly: "Feixue... are you... okay? He... has never forgotten you in all these years. He has never forgotten you. I have let go of you... After all, I can't compare to the chance you have in his heart... If I was the one who died in the first place, how wonderful it would be..."
A man, with a strong body and light steps, which shows his high level of kung fu. He is in his forties, wearing a brown gown, dressed casually, with long hair tied up, mixed with some white silk.
The man was Butterfly's senior brother, named Leng Yue. He approached Butterfly slowly. His dark eyes looked at the tombstone, showing a trace of sadness. Then he moved his gaze to Butterfly. In a low and deep voice, he persuaded: "The past You can never come back, and no one can change the wheel of fate. Since you are alive, you should live well, otherwise how can you live up to the people around you."
In fact, when talking about Leng Yue, Feixue, and Butterfly, we have to start with Qixue, who is ranked third in the divine weapon rankings and third in the divine sword rankings.
[Weeping Blood was made by the famous swordsmith Xun Huang. The sword is three feet long and weighs five pounds, five liang and five qian. It is made of Feiyun flint. It is extremely hard and can be broken by blowing hair. The entire sword body is blood red and looks extremely evil. , has been circulating in the world for hundreds of years. 】
Weeping Blood is the masterpiece that Emperor Xun spent half his life on, and it is also Emperor Xun's pride. When Emperor Xun was dying, Emperor Xun ordered his two apprentices to protect Weeping Blood from generation to generation, and to respect the Lord of Weeping Blood.
Back then, the guardian of Weeping Blood, Old Man Xuancheng took in two disciples and named them Leng Yue and Feixue respectively. Later, by chance, he picked up an orphan butterfly, so Old Man Xuancheng carefully trained the three of them to guard Weeping Blood. The responsibility is passed on.
Later, Weeping Blood was passed to the Xuanmen Sect Master, so Leng Yue, Feixue, and Butterfly have been guarding the Xuanmen Sect Master.
Leng Yue and Feixue grew up together and fell in love with each other for a long time. Leng Yue always loved Feixue, but she kept it in her heart and never mentioned it until the three of them met the master of Xuanmen. For various reasons, Feixue fell in love with her. The master of the Xuanmen Sect, and the master of the Xuanmen Sect also fell in love with Feixue, but a trick of fate, twenty years ago, because of the master of the Xuanmen Sect, Feixue died unfortunately in order to protect the butterfly.
After that, Leng Yue left the Xuanmen Sect Master with Feixue in anger, and buried Feixue here, always with Feixue.
The Xuanmen Sect Master has always blamed himself, thinking that he had caused Feixue's death, so when he saw Luoxue, whose eyebrows were very similar to Feixue's and whose personality was also very similar, he seemed to see Feixue alive, and also It was precisely for this reason that the Xuanmen Sect Master could tolerate Luo Xue again and again, even at the expense of Mu Lingtian's trust, to bring Luo Xue back.
Butterfly heard the sound, turned around, smiled at Leng Yue, and shouted softly: "Senior brother."
Leng Yue lowered her eyebrows and glanced at Butterfly. A soft smile appeared on her cold face, and she said with a slight smile: "Have you disappeared for so many years? Why do you suddenly think of my wild mountainous area?"
Butterfly slightly raised the corner of his mouth, turned around and looked at Leng Yue, and explained: "Master ordered us to respect the Lord of Weeping Blood for the rest of our lives. I wonder if senior brother still remembers that?"
Leng Yue knew that Butterfly liked the Xuanmen Sect Master, and also guessed that Butterfly's visit this time was not an easy one. She frowned slightly, and did not want to mince words, and asked directly: "What can he do to the Xuanmen Sect Master?"
Butterfly looked away, took a deep breath, and said seriously: "Now the Sixteen Swords of Zhu Xian have returned to the Jianghu, the Jianghu is in chaos, and a shocking chess game has begun. Xuanmen and the sky are destined to have a life and death battle, so he need you."
"The Sixteen Swords of Killing Immortals? It seems that this river and lake is the river and lake, and it will never be really quiet." Leng Yue was startled, looked at the butterfly deeply, sighed in disbelief, shook her head slightly, and asked with a sneer: "He What? Why don’t you come by yourself?”
"He... you know that he will never speak to you." Butterfly said with a helpless smile, then turned around, looked at Feixue's tombstone, and said: "You know very well, he does treat you as a brother. , now that he needs you, can't you temporarily let go of the resentment in your heart? If Feixue was still here, how would she choose? "
Leng Yue and the Xuanmen Sect Master are as close as brothers. Although she resents the Xuanmen Sect Master, more than twenty years have passed and the resentment in her heart has indeed dissipated a lot.
Sighing deeply, Leng Yue's eyes flashed with the past. She looked up at the sky, seemingly hesitant. She was silent for a moment, looked down at Feixue's tombstone, and said coldly: "I...think about it. .”
Butterfly didn't want to force Leng Yue, so she didn't speak and just stared at Feixue's tombstone quietly.
…
Seeing that the day of the Longjuan City Martial Arts Conference was getting closer and closer, the outside of Longjuan City was already overcrowded. Tang Jing and others also came to Longjuan City. Although a few people were not invited, due to their identities, As well as his influence in the world, he was treated like a distinguished guest and stayed in Longjuan City.
Although Longjuan City is heavily guarded, with all the heroes gathered, it is inevitable that there will be some sneaky people who want to fish in troubled waters and steal the Frost, Snow and Ice Soul.
In two days, there will be a martial arts conference. If we don’t wait for the martial arts conference to start, and some people want to get the frost, snow and ice soul, there will be almost no chance, so naturally some people will be impatient. live.
Dusk has fallen, the lights in Longjuan City are brightly lit, and there are twice as many guards as there were during the day.
A group of people from the Jianghu, dressed in night clothes, lurk in the night at the residents' camp outside Longjuan City. According to the plan, they are preparing to burn Longjuan City to cause chaos and seize the frost and snow ice soul.
Huang Hongyi is so smart. He has already anticipated these little thoughts, so he has made arrangements in various residential areas outside Longjuan City.
Although there are many martial arts masters among these people in the world, under Huang Hongyi's careful arrangements, it is impossible for them to have a chance to take action.
"咻咻咻——"
The elite guards of Longjuan City hiding in the darkness released poisonous arrows and took advantage of the unpreparedness of the intruders to kill those who wanted to sneak into Longjuan City.
