Since the battle on Tongtian Peak ended. Five days have passed. The white clouds are lingering, the breeze is gentle, and the towering seven peaks of Qingyun reach into the clouds and reach into the sky.
In the battle of Fenxiang Valley, Yun Yilan died tragically at Qingyun, while Li Xun, Shangguan Ce and others fled back to southern Xinjiang without any further incident. The entire Central Plains has returned to its former peace.
Qingyun Mountain Dazhu Peak
The misty clouds are changing gently in the mountains. The slightly humid air in the morning and the fresh and cool wind passed over the green bamboo forest and blew over the top of Dazhu Peak. In the courtyard where the disciple lives, there is a green pine on the left and right sides, and there are seven or eight bamboos as high as two people planted next to it. In the green bamboo forest, there is a faint sound of the mountain wind blowing the bamboo leaves, echoing leisurely. Even the wind blowing from that direction seems to carry the fragrance of the bamboo leaves and the breath of the bamboo forest. .
Green hills, green bamboos, wind blowing, like the sea... rustling, rustling, rustling...
In a room on the right side of the small courtyard, Zhang Xiaofan opened his eyes slightly, and the familiar smell and familiar scenery appeared in front of him one by one. Breathing gently the fresh air unique to this place, silently feeling the familiar bed beneath me, the big word "道" on the wall is still so vigorous and powerful, but it has become a bit dim. This place is still the same as before, just like when I first came to Dazhu Peak, it is nostalgic...
Five days ago, Zhang Xiaofan passed out after defeating Yun Yilan on Tongtian Peak. Although he relied on Zhu Xian's supreme power to defeat the Eight Desolate Fire Dragons, the hot body of the fire dragon was not something ordinary people could bear. Although Xuan Huo Jian absorbed most of the heat, his internal organs were still severely burned and his life was in danger.
Fortunately, with the efforts of everyone from Qingyun Sect and Tianyin Temple and the help of various miraculous medicines, the injury was finally stabilized, but he was still in a deep coma and has not yet woken up.
When he was about to get up, he found that he was holding a jade hand in his hand. Zhang Xiaofan turned around and saw Lu Xueqi leaning on the bed and falling asleep. At this time, Lu Xueqi was like an innocent child, holding her hand tightly even in her dream. Zhang Xiaofan felt warm in his heart when he saw that she had been accompanying him all the time. No matter what time, she would never leave him. With her by his side, he was not alone in these thousands of mountains and rivers, and he was not the only one in the snowy mountains. Walk alone.
At this moment, Lu Xueqi let out a cry and opened her eyes slightly. When she saw Zhang Xiaofan waking up, she couldn't help but throw herself into his arms, that familiar embrace. A familiar scent. It seemed to melt everything about her.
Xiaofan…..
After a long time, Lu Xueqi said softly: "Xiaofan, are you feeling better?" Zhang Xiaofan gently stroked Lu Xueqi's hair and said: "Well, how long have I been lying there?" "You have been unconscious for five whole days. Damn it, I'm worried to death." Lu Xueqi added:
"I want to go out for a walk," Zhang Xiaofan said, "But what about your body?" Lu Xueqi said, "It doesn't matter."
"Okay, but don't force it too hard." Lu Xueqi said with concern.
So Lu Xueqi helped Zhang Xiaofan out of the room and walked slowly towards the back mountain. In the bamboo forest in the back mountain, the gentle breeze blew through the bamboos, making waves of bamboo waves, and the fragrance of the unique black knot bamboo here was exuded. Refreshing. Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi were walking slowly in this sea of bamboo, holding their hands tightly and unwilling to let go. As Zhang Xiaofan walked in this bamboo forest, he couldn't help but think of the time he came here with Tian Linger. In the past of cutting bamboo, when they walked to an open space, they saw a piece of black knotted bamboo lying quietly on the ground. Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help being stunned for a moment, as if there was a shadow in green sitting there, looking at it with a smile on his face. Own.
"Xiaofan, what's wrong?" Lu Xueqi asked when she saw Zhang Xiaofan was lost in thought.
Zhang Xiaofan came back to his senses and said, "It's nothing, I just remembered some past events." Seeing the look on Zhang Xiaofan's face, Lu Xueqi had already guessed something. "Is it Baguio?" Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and said after a moment of silence: "Yes, I remember that the day before my trial, Baguio and I were sitting on this section of bamboo..." Then he told Lu Xueqi About what happened with Baguio that day. Lu Xueqi listened quietly, Zhang Xiaofan said: "Although I lost Baguio, but..." He saw Lu Xueqi clenching her hand and said: "But I still have you, because I know that you will You are always by my side, aren't you?" When Lu Xueqi heard what Zhang Xiaofan said, her eyes were moist, and crystal jade beads seemed to fall from the corners of her eyes. She gently leaned her head on Zhang Xiaofan's chest and said, "Yes, Xiaofan , I will always be by your side and never leave you. Never."
Zhang Xiaofan looked at this wife who was deeply devoted to him, and said nothing more. He just opened his hands and hugged her delicate body tightly. The two hugged each other tightly, and their hearts were tightly connected. The breeze blew by, and Lu Xueqi's silk threads moved with the wind, light and beautiful. She smiled, and her smile was so sweet. It turned out that no matter how good everything in this world is, it can't compare to a deep hug from the one she loves...
