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Huangfu Yi didn't speak out after all.

In front of the teacher's mourning hall, under the questioning of my junior brother.

Sometimes silence does not mean a default, perhaps from the beginning, the senior brother never thought about this problem.

This is the first time.

Huangfu Yi began to have to think about whether there was anyone around him who had ever practiced swords and Taoism together.

The wind and snow in the Forgetful River became more and more violent, dancing in the wind without any rules. They seemed to be afraid of the cold and swept through the door, like moths pounced on the soul fire in front of the moth's coffin.

Luo Changfeng, who saw the figure, raised his head.

In his sight, Jiang Manlou came with the wind and snow.

This young master of the Jiang family who always talks about the pride and fallacy that he always shows off his pride and fallacy today has said much less and his behavior has become much more at ease.

Perhaps it was the fall of Wuxiang Dao Sect that touched his heart.

Luo Changfeng would not think that this guy was an enlightenment and growing up day by day.

It is possible to grow old day and night.

况且,江家少爷打从心底也并不想要面对尔虞我诈真假难辨的世界的本质与真相.或许在未来某一天,江满楼不得不面临这种命中注定的选择,可那也在未来不是

Is it?

When drinking and singing, how much life is, it is like morning dew, and the days are full of pain... Timely fun has always been the purpose of Jiangmanlou's life, but it is just to look at the opportunity and occasion.

After dusting the wind and snow on his body, Jiang Manlou knelt in front of the Wuxiangdao Sect’s spirit and mourning the spirit for the salute.

Yu Guang glanced at Luo Changfeng, and Jiang Manlou said softly: "Let's go down the mountain with me."

Luo Changfeng shook his head: "I am the inheritor of the academy. The future of the academy depends on me. Besides, the teacher's body is not cold, so how can I turn my faith and leave the academy?"

Jiang Manlou glanced at Huangfu Yi, and the indifferent latter raised his head slightly.

Jiang Manlou turned his gaze to Luo Changfeng again: "You know, when the academy is robbed, it will be useless even if you stay."

Luo Changfeng suddenly raised his voice: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Manlou was slightly stunned and looked at him with confusion: "Even if it's a death?"

Luo Changfeng grinned: "It doesn't matter the ending, it doesn't matter the consequences, it's just an attitude, isn't it?"

Jiang Manlou fell into silence.

You can stop a stubborn person from doing something persistently, but you can't stop his attitude of doing it even though he knows it is impossible.

This is not the fallacy of Jiang Manlou.

This is a kind of sorrow.

Luo Changfeng looked up and looked at Jiang Manlou again and said, "You go. Take them down the mountain and complete the task entrusted to you by the dean is the best explanation to the academy."

Jiang Manlou sighed softly and stood up.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly stopped.

The wind and snow fell on his face. Jiang Manlou turned his head and squeezed out a smile and said, "If you part today, you may not meet again. At least your comrades will have a brother and sister. Don't you plan to send me off?"

Although he was surprised, he could not refuse Jiang Manlou's proposal, Luo Changfeng stood up.

That year's Starry Sky Vow was indeed the best moment in the academy's memory. I was thinking about the former Luo Changfeng and went out with Jiang Manlou.

As soon as his feet landed in front of the door, he suddenly became stunned.

Then he closed his eyes.

The body fell down with a tilt back.

A pair of hands covered with calluses and holding the knife for many years helped him.

That was senior brother Huangfu Yi.

Jiang Manlou looked at Luo Changfeng's face and sighed: "Forgive me to put you in a place of unrighteousness and filial piety, but there is always hope for life, right?"

Jiang Manlou had Luo Changfeng fainted by his senior brother's palm on his back.

Huangfu Yi respectfully held a knife with both hands and handed it to the young master of the Jiang family: "Take good care of him."

Jiang Manlou looked at Uncle Master, who was covered in silver hair and blind, and remembered the first time he saw this genius's energetic appearance when he entered school.

For a moment, the arrogant young master of the Jiang family blurred his eyes with tears.

Jiang Manlou, who had never cried, finally cried.

People’s hearts are not iron stones. Who can remain indifferent if you have such a senior brother?

The young master of the first family, who was choked with his voice, took the butcher knife that was once famous in the future of the academy with both hands. He had never felt that the burden on him was so heavy.

Jiang Manlou, who was carrying Luo Changfeng, knelt on one knee with a knife on his back. His heart was surging and he couldn't calm down: "You must survive! Changfeng owes you, let him repay what Changfeng owes you..."

In the Forgetful River, Jiang Manlou, carrying Luo Changfeng's back, gradually disappeared into the snow of the ice field!

From now on, only a figure was left.

The lonely figure of senior brother Huangfu Yi.

Huangfu Yi held his hands on his back and raised his head.

With his silver hair spread out, he was not watching the ruthless Yuntian. There was already endless darkness in front of him. He just wanted the snowflakes to fly on his cheeks and find a familiar and cold feeling.

This will make him awake.

Only by staying awake can you face everything that follows.

...

At the foot of Bodhi Mountain, Jiangmanlou and the three thousand big red robes were all set off, ready to go.

Looking back at Bodhi Mountain, which has been standing for thousands of years, Jiang Manlou, who once had a relationship with the academy to avoid marriage, made a move and rode his horse and whipped it.

Three thousand red robes rushed past the Bodhi city gate.

Along the way, there was a piece of uneasy chickens and dogs and smoke rising from the road.

The time you go does not decrease, and this scene is the same as before.

In Tianxiang Attic, Yuzhongtang, who was also wearing a big red robe, looked at Jiang Manlou from afar, leading a torrent to pass by. The two of them had their eyes intersected in shocking eyes. At that moment, I don’t know who had reflected in whose eyes, who

He broke into someone's heart and made a promise to follow him to the death.

After watching Jiang Manlou leave, Pi Yuzhongtang, a young lady who followed her to the academy to force her to get married, jumped down from the high building. Her figure was as fast as the wind, and disappeared into the towers in a few flashes.

Yu Zhongtang appeared in the Chengzhong Library.

The Bodhi Academy is set up, and although the library responsible for communicating with the outside of the mountain is not as good as the academy, it is also divided into six-character gate buildings.

Behind the various buildings of the library, there is an extremely spacious and exquisite courtyard.

At this moment, there were also three thousand big red robes waiting anxiously in the courtyard. When they saw the appearance of the rain, about three thousand red robes quickly gathered.

Yu Zhongtang, wearing a red robe, stood in front of the Sanqian Red robe, facing everyone.

After glanced at some figures in the team, Yu Zhongtang drew his sword and pointed: "Set out..."

...

The mountain gate is opened in the east.

There are saints who have produced eight hundred sects.

The ten figures of the twelve stars of the Sutra Heaven, except for the Qiao brothers and sisters trapped in the Bodhi Academy, were raising huge holy horses with gold hanging clouds painted with sun and moon, five stars, and walking in the vast mountains and forests.

A figure who looked so peaceful and peaceful in the colorful tassels and blue curtains danced in the wind was sitting cross-legged in the giant chassis.

The man wore a Taoist robe with thunder clouds embroidered with thunder clouds!

Even after thousands of years, his face has not yet aged at all, just like when he rode the Thunder Beast by Tiandong in the past.

The Taoist name is Chen Qing.

The Taoist is still young.

The statue of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong who can use the twelve stars of the sutra as the sedan chairmen is a true saint who has the true cultivation of saints!

So he is also known as Chen Sheng!

(PS: The original version of this book is in the mountains and rivers. Friends who like it hope to support it, Loulan is very grateful.)