After suppressing the absurd thought in his heart, seeing that Liu Zhuqing seemed to be in a state of enlightenment, Gu Han quietly stepped away without disturbing him.
He waved his sleeves.
A ban was casually set up.
When he came to a wild flower in full bloom, he suddenly thought of Yun Jiansheng's natural sword intent.
"do not worry."
Sighing, he whispered: "This time, I will definitely reunite you with Senior Feiyu!"
…
Deep in the vast silence.
A swirling mist of stars slowly rotates, hazy, dreamlike, like billions of stars gathered together, magnificent and mysterious.
Within the star mist.
Thousands of floating islands loomed, arranged in an orderly manner, and were connected to each other by star chains like ribbons, turning into a majestic and powerful formation.
Xuanji Ancient Saint Path!
A force that is older and much older than the Xuantian Territory!
The edge of thousands of floating islands.
There is a special valley.
Outside the valley.
There was a layer of restrictions covering it, as if the place was completely sealed.
In the valley.
The birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the spirit is high, the grass is green, and the flowers are everywhere, full of fresh and natural meaning.
Right in the center.
There is a thatched cottage about ten feet in diameter, which is full of elegance and freshness.
There was a flash of light.
A figure fell in the valley. She was wearing a yellow dress. She was about eighteen or nineteen years old. She had a slim figure, a lively temperament, and a beautiful face. She was a girl.
Her waist is gentle.
When I came to the hut, I bowed respectfully. The sound was like a lark, clear and moving.
"aunt."
"Daddy asked me to ask you again, do you still disagree?"
There was silence in the hut.
The girl's expression did not change. This was not her first time here, nor was it the first time she had hit a wall.
in the past.
She always asked and left when she didn't get a reply, but this time it was different.
"correct."
She curled her lips and said deliberately: "Before I came this time, I heard that Xuantian Territory was going to restart the sword fighting competition."
"Really?"
A trembling female voice came from the hut.
Different from girls.
The woman's voice is as ethereal as a clear mountain spring, but also has the graceful lingering sound. It seems to be able to wash away everything. Just by listening to the voice, you can guess what kind of stunning person is inside.
"Of course it's true."
When the girl saw the woman speaking, she added, "The time will be half a month later."
"He is back?"
The woman spoke again, with a hint of hope in her voice.
"I haven't heard of that."
The girl said deliberately: "It seems that the four major sword sects jointly restarted it. It has nothing to do with the former Xuantian Sword Sect."
"..."
There was a long silence.
he.
Didn't come back?
"I'm going to take a look."
After a while, the woman spoke again, her voice still empty and graceful, but a little more lonely and sad.
"Auntie, it can't be done."
The girl shook her head, "Dad said, as long as you don't agree to the marriage contract of the Qian tribe, you will not be able to leave this valley for a day."
"..."
There was another long silence.
"Wen Yue."
After a while, the woman spoke again and said softly: "You have wanted the position of Saint Xuanji for a long time, right?"
Hear the words.
Suddenly something strange flashed in the girl's eyes.
"Auntie was joking."
She lowered her eyes, concealed her emotions, and said softly: "No matter what aspect, I am not as good as my aunt, how can I dare to think anything wrong?"
"Let me out."
The woman ignored her words and her voice gradually calmed down, "I know you have a way."
"Let me leave."
"Let me take a look and let me... give up. This inheritance mark of Saint Xuanji is yours."
"aunt!"
The girl's eyes were filled with brilliance again, "Are you serious?"
"nature."
"Okay, aunt, wait a minute."
The girl seemed to be a different person, her body's movements disappeared, replaced by endless ambition and greed.
"Half a day later."
"I will give my aunt an answer and I will definitely fulfill her wish!"
Say it.
She didn't want to stay any longer, so she swept away the jade talisman in her hand and left the valley, leaving only a lonely thatched hut.
The furnishings in the hut are extremely crude.
A woman in white clothes stood leaning against the window, staring blankly outside, not knowing what she was thinking.
The temperament is pure and elegant.
Her eyebrows are as dark as distant mountains, her eyes are like the waves of autumn water, and her appearance is as beautiful as a country. There is no flaw at all. It seems that God has given her the best of everything.
only.
What was a little bit unexpected was her snow-like hair, which made her look even more weak and lonely.
Saint Xuanji, learned from Feiyu.
He was also Yun Jiansheng's former lover.
The flying rain falls into the mortal world, and the sword emerges from the hidden clouds.
My black hair turns to white hair, praying for your return.
But now the world of mortals has broken off, the sword has grown into mist, the flying rain has no place to fall, and has naturally become a rootless rain. The three thousand blue hairs have all turned into the white hair of longing.
she knows.
The probability of Yun Jian surviving is extremely small.
She knows better.
This time I went to the sword fighting competition, only to get more despair.
But she couldn't help it.
Even if there was a chance of one in a billion, she wanted to take a look and see for herself to see if that familiar figure would appear next to her again like it did back then.
This is her last hope.
It is also the only motivation to support her survival.
Staring at the valley blankly.
Amidst the billowing clouds and mist, a man's figure seemed to be faintly transformed, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, as handsome and as energetic as before.
"sorry……"
"I may...not be able to wait until you come back."
Looking at this non-existent figure, she murmured to herself, two lines of clear tears streaked down her cheeks, and they couldn't stop anymore.
…
The time for the sword fighting competition was getting closer and closer, and Gu Han's mood became calmer.
As before.
While enjoying this hard-won quiet time, I am also constantly thinking about my future path.
Time keeps passing.
In the blink of an eye, another half month passed.
The sun is rising.
Climbing along the horizon, a ray of red light fell on Gu Han, waking him up from his trance.
"Tangtang."
Touching the head of the little girl next to him, he whispered: "It's time for us to go."
"Where are you going, Master?"
Tangtang had just come to his senses and was a little confused.
"Look for them."
Gu Han chuckled softly, "Take back what belongs to us!"
at the same time.
Not far away, Liu Zhuqing also woke up.
Compared to before.
Her temperament has changed quite a bit.
Paranoid.
Still have it.
It's just that it's not as long as half a month, and the ancient sword in his arms is not held so tightly, and the whole person feels relaxed.
The breath on his body is faintly visible.
It already has some embryonic form of domain power, and it seems that it can completely break into the realm of unity at any time.
"Miss Liu."
Gu Han smiled and said, "Congratulations on your breakthrough."
"Nothing to cheer about."
Liu Zhuqing was not so happy, "It's just half a step."
