Warm spring breezes are often accompanied by spring rains.

The spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River is accompanied by purple and red.

The moist and gentle breath, accompanied by the fragrance of those flowers and plants, rushed into Yuan Yan's nose one after another, and she watched the drizzle on the roof, among the forests and fields, and the rain seemed to gradually turn into smoke, swirling in the spring light.

The smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are indeed very beautiful.

Although the Sanli Station outside Jiankang City is nominally only a post station, a small market town has been formed around the post station, which was formed decades before the fall of the previous dynasty, and several ancient wells and a pond originally used for drinking horses are even older.

Yuan Yan didn't think about anything at this time, and she rarely had this kind of quiet view of the scenery, when she was in a daze in the scenery, but she felt that the speeding carriage suddenly slowed down.

She was stunned, and felt that Lin Yi's movements in the carriage had also become sluggish.

In the next moment, when Lin Yi rolled up the curtains of the car and she looked towards the place where Lin Yi was looking, she understood what the reason was.

There is a small stone bridge at the entrance of an alley in the town.

The small stone bridge leads to the farmland outside the town, where many golden cauliflower flowers are in full bloom, which is particularly strong, and the other end of the small stone bridge is the mouth of a narrow alley, and on both sides of the narrow alley are old houses with blue bricks and black tiles.

On the unadorned courtyard walls, some vines that she didn't know their names had grown for years, and were blooming at this time.

The flowers were lilac and clustered together like little bells.

In the smoke and rain, these flowers appear bright, but with the breath of that narrow alley, quiet and peaceful.

A woman stood on the stone bridge.

She wore a paper umbrella, a goose-yellow shirt, and a little powder, but from any angle, one could feel that she had put on her makeup very carefully before she walked onto the stone bridge.

Yuan Yan felt that this woman was exceptionally quiet and beautiful.

Her beauty is like the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River at this time.

Even if Lin Yi in the carriage was not unusual, she knew that this woman was Xiao Shufei.

The carriages came to a complete stop.

Lin Yi got out of the carriage.

He looked at Xiao Shufei on the bridge, Xiao Shufei nodded at him, smiled, and waved his hand.

He also nodded, just looking at Xiao Shufei seriously today.

After only a few breaths, Xiao Shufei left the stone bridge and slowly disappeared from her and Lin Yi's sight.

"That's all?"

Yuan Yan's heart rang

There was such a voice.

She felt a little lacking, but she also felt that it seemed that it should be like this, this picture was beautiful, this artistic conception was even more beautiful, and this was enough.

Looking at the woman who was more beautiful than the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, she understood why Lin Yi had loved her alone all these years.

It has been more than ten years since the separation of Qiyun Academy.

In the past ten years, she and Lin Yi have gathered a lot and rarely met.

Even if Lin Yi rushed back to the Southern Dynasty this time, she did not deliberately meet with Lin Yi, but at this time, she carefully put on makeup, and deliberately met Lin Yi again before Lin Yi left again.

She knew very well that no matter how high or low her cultivation was, as long as the general went out to fight, it would naturally be very dangerous.

Especially this time, Lin Yi had to face either the Demon Sect or the extremely powerful existence of He Bayue.

So she, like ordinary children, carefully put on makeup to make herself the most beautiful, and came to see Lin Yi off.

But she knew very well that time was the most precious thing, so she just looked at each other from afar.

She is like a flower in that alley, silently blooming for Lin Yi.

Yuan Yan was even a little envious.

She turned her head slowly, and in the drizzling fields, in the fields where cauliflower was blooming, she saw a farmer and a peasant woman planting something in the spring rain.

She saw that although the clothes of the two were already wet, the two of them still had some laughter.

Watching the peasant woman help the farmer wipe the sweat and rain off her face from time to time, she also felt that the picture was beautiful.

Everyone has hardships that others don't know about, and there are lives that others can't envy.

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In most parts of the Northern Wei Dynasty, there was much less rain than in the Southern Dynasty.

Even in the spring, when the wind from the south warms up, many roads in Luoyang, Shangqiu, and further south borders are still dusty and dry.

A carriage heading towards the southern border stopped.

The road was dusty, but the sky was blue.

An old tree on the side of the road was also full of dust, but a person standing under this old tree was clean and clean, countless times cleaner than the shoots born on this old tree.

He looked at the stopped carriage and was a little surprised.

"I really admire He Xiuxian. ”

He couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Not only him, but even these two disciples of his have always dared to do things against the sky. ”

He said this because he felt he was qualified to say so.

Because he is Hobalt.

In his opinion, more than ten years ago, Shen Yue was undoubtedly the top of the cultivator's world, the heavens.

And after more than ten years, he is now the heaven.

So the best people in this world really like to die, they really love to challenge more powerful existences than themselves, and they really like to rebel against the sky?

Looking at this carriage, he really sensed that the person inside was not the Demon Sect he thought, but Chen Ziyun, whom he had met once on the border of the Southern Dynasty and the Northern Wei Dynasty not long ago, he couldn't understand it even more.

"Just like He Xiu had to be the enemy of Shen Yue back then, why do you have to be an enemy of me who is stronger than you, why can't you cooperate with me?

Listening to He Bayue's voice, Chen Ziyun stepped out of the carriage.

He looked at He Batyue and said: "Countless years ago, people were also like Ru Mao and drank blood, no different from beasts, but people later had education, and they began to know etiquette, righteousness and shame, and the reason why people are human beings is not because people have more powerful power, but because people have the rules produced by education, and the rules are the truths that must be known in the interactions between people for many years. With reason, there is a distinction between good and evil, and only then can people with different views form different groups, and people are enemies and friends, that is, to see what kind of group they belong to, what kind of environment they are in, and what kind of love and dislike are also based on this. When we are disgusted by what we do, we naturally dislike this person, and if we don't like this person, we naturally become enemies. So it's not that we like to go against the sky, it's not that we like to express our attitude to find our own sense of existence and place in this world, but it's impossible to change it to make us like it. ”

"Then if I hand over the Netherworld Silkworm and the Nine Netherworld King Swords, I may be better able to govern the world than the Emperor of the Southern Dynasty and the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty?" He Batyue looked at him and said, "Don't believe in this possibility?"

If this is a debate in Buddhism or a debate in the Southern Dynasties, perhaps based on the different views of both sides, it can really be debated for a long time.

But alas, Chen Ziyun is the one who dislikes this kind of debate the most.

The enemy is the enemy.

Already an enemy, there is nothing to say.

The dead cannot be resurrected, and if you want to reason, then please also go and reason with the slain.

This has always been the truth of the Sword Pavilion.

Those who don't agree with this kind of truth will not be the people of the Sword Pavilion.

So he just raised his head, no longer looked at He Bayue, and said very simply: "Netherworld Silkworm and Nine Netherworld King Sword, I won't hand them over." ”