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The one who fell from the sky was Zhao Gou, the green demon hand of Hongye Temple.

The person who proclaimed the Buddha's name and stepped on the snow was Nanshan Zen Master Li Xingyun.

Ganggu Iron Armor is the Hongpao direct descendant of Jiangmanlou.

The black-robed leader of the collapsed city tower is Chongyang, the new leader of the Demon Sect, who revived the Demon Sect.

He shouted, "Who is the one who has no clothes, the moon shadow, the seven killings, and the three people of the moon and the three who have gone to see each other."

The black torrent behind the two were the silver-white torrents between the sky and the earth led by Wu Xiuyang...

Since Luo Changfeng lay in the Forgetful River and walked through the gates of hell, his former ten-son companions have been at the end of the world. I can't remember how long it took, but for about two years, the ten people have never met again.

Under the cover of the Green Demon's hand, Luo Changfeng, who had been desolate for a hundred years, was filled with mixed feelings.

Isn’t it said that I have no clothes and I am with my son?

He was betting on Pojiangdu, which was the right bet.

...

The silvery earth.

The bright red sunset.

Broken city tower.

The lonely figure on the city tower.

The dusk after the snow has a unique view, like a painting. However, the people in the painting on the city tower have no intention of appreciating the brief calm in the beacon fire and wolf smoke.

This battle is bizarre.

The map of the country, mountains and rivers is separated from the soul and merged with the vast earth. Luo Changfeng thought hard for a long time but could not understand the mystery.

He still has many questions.

He didn't know whether he had already opened a great world, whether the so-called troubled disaster was a ridiculous word from the world that followed the crowd, and whether everything he experienced in the illusion of life and death was illusory or real.

However, he looked inward and saw that the map of the country, mountains and rivers was no longer there.

Wu Xiuyang quietly came behind him wearing armor.

Luo Changfeng heard the sound of footsteps and woke up from the sudden loss of mind.

After taking over the Xiliu Army, Wu Xiuyang and Luo Changfeng, who seemed to have thrown away all the bad habits of playboys overnight, looked side by side at the distant dusk and said, "Everyone said that they are very kind, but this time, I still have to say thank you."

!I, Wu Xiuyang, owe you a favor."

Luo Changfeng thought of Li Luo, Shen Tianxin, Jiangmanlou, Li Xingyun and others. Whether it was captured Fenglingdu or destroyed Jiangdu City, if there were no such comrades, Luo Changfeng asked himself that he was unable to turn the world: "Actually, I have to thank you."

, It's me."

Wu Xiuyang nodded silently.

When he saw his life for a hundred years, he felt guilty.

Thinking of the news he had received just now, Wu Xiuyang said: "Mr. Military Advisor did not break his promise. Sister An is already on the way back."

Luo Changfeng's heart was finally calmed down: "That's good."

Wu Xiuyang turned his head to look at Luo Changfeng, and hid in his heart that he didn't say anything but stopped talking.

Luo Changfeng said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Wu Xiuyang looked into Luo Changfeng's eyes: "If possible, I hope you don't let Sister An down."

Luo Changfeng was speechless.

He remembered the exquisite dice that An Hongdou stuffed into his hand.

The exquisite dice is filled with red beans, and you will know if you miss me in my bones.

What kind of emotion is that for An Hongdou? Luo Changfeng can't explain it clearly.

The unintentional mistake on the night of Hongye Temple was like a red line in the dark, which implicated the two of them from then on. On the three thousand-foot sword wall, Luo Bing in white-robed robbery with his own hands to revenge the Great Happy Bodhisattva, Yu Luo Changfeng

A trace of swordsmanship left in the soul. In fact, it was not a trace of pure insight, there was also a trace of beauty that had once appeared to An Hongdou.

That kind of beauty is called feelings.

Perhaps Luo Changfeng was unconscious and had been subtly influenced by this feeling.

Seeing that Luo Changfeng was silent, Wu Xiuyang did not continue to speak.

Although he could not let go of Sister An, who was so heroic and handsome in a red robe, he knew very well that if Sister An married in this life, she would only be a hero of the same generation.

Although Wu Xiuyang is the young master of Xingyunzhou, he feels ashamed of himself compared to the character beside him who dares to choose the King of Jiangdu with the power of three people.

He lost to Tianque No. 2 and was convinced.

Wu Xiuyang breathed a sigh of relief, patted Luo Changfeng on the shoulder with a smile and said, "They are waiting for you."

...

After the great destruction of Jiangdu City, the white-robed Snow Dragon Cavalry of Dayan and the remaining troops guarding the city were defeated and fled under the pursuit of the three thousand Tiefutu and the Xiliu Army. Now the second imperial city of Dayan is only left with no power to tie a chicken.

Millions of civilians.

In order to reduce the panic among the people in the city, the Xiliu army withdrew from Jiangdu City and stationed ten miles away. Only the three thousand iron pagodas in Jiangmanlou were stationed in the city.

Of course, there are Luo Changfeng and his ten-son comrades.

A separate and elegant courtyard emerged from the mansion of Li Taibai, the king of Jiangdu, who was buried by Luo Changfeng. Dozens of plum blossoms were planted sparsely in the courtyard. The plum blossoms were reflected in the snow at dusk, which was very beautiful.

There is a plum pavilion beside the lake in the plum forest.

The Zen Master Li Xingyun, who is no longer a scholar, wore a robes and sat upright in the stone seat in the pavilion. Next to the stone table were Mo Xiangqi and Shen Tianxin.

Yue and the other two drank with Jiang Manlou leaning against the railings and drinking against the lake.

In the black robe, Chongyang stood with his hands in his arms and looked at the plum blossoms in the courtyard.

After the awakening of the only one, Li Luo looked at his old reflection in the pool water in a daze.

That's a picture.

A quiet picture with a faint sadness.

No one speaks.

A long time to meet again should have endless stories that can be talked about at night, but at this moment there is nothing to say.

Luo Changfeng stood in front of the courtyard door, looking at the no longer the same figures, and his heart was a little painful when he touched some memories of the past.

He remembered that he was in the academy.

There was a college on the mountain at that time.

There are peach blossoms flying all over the sky in the academy, and there are many energetic students of the same age.

That's right, there is also a pavilion in the academy.

The arrogant Jiang Manlou, the scholarly enthusiastic Li Xingyun, the taciturn Chongyang, the sharp-eyed desolate, the mysterious Shen Tianxin, the orphan Yuezhi brothers who depend on each other, and the ignorant Xueer Linger, who is calm and sophisticated

Nancy Han, the unparalleled wisdom of Jun Zeyu.

At that time, there was no winter snow in the academies, and some of them were like spring flowers flying all over the sky.

Two years in the blink of an eye.

The academy will no longer exist two years later.

They are no longer students of the Six Character Sect.

There is no eye-catching peach blossom forest, there is only setting sun and white snow in front of you.

Jiang Manlou supported the family business accumulated in the past few lifetimes of Tibing Mountain Zangbing Valley. Li Xingyun abandoned his cultivation and converted to Buddhism. Chongyang took over the Demon Sect from his senior brother and carried the Hunyuan Map of Creation. He left his own arm for a hundred years.

In body, Shen Tianxin left the Emperor Alliance and waited alone to marry the oath of King Yuan in red. The Yuezhi brothers remained in the world with all the hopes of Qisha.

Jun Zeyu cut off his robe and made his righteousness. Nancy Han’s whereabouts are unknown. Ling’er has been dead for a long time, and Xue’er also takes on the responsibility of his family and country.

After two years of time and two years of gathering, it suddenly became clear that everything had changed and everything was gone...

The cool breeze blows.

It seemed that light snow was falling in dusk.

Luo Changfeng calmed down his heavy mood and walked into the courtyard with the prepared wine and food.

Snowflakes and plum blossoms fly.

The quiet courtyard was filled with wine.

In fact, there is no need to complain about anything, nor do you have to drink to talk about each other’s experiences.

They are no longer the teenagers of the past.

They are all growing.

In fact, life is mostly like this.

Whether it is two or ten years, you should be content if you meet and get together.

I hope you will be well in the ends of the world!

(PS: Use this chapter to respect the friendship in the world, and hope you will be well.)