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The golden autumn of October is the most beautiful season of Xiling Lake. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the surface of the lake that is dozens of miles wide, the waves are rippling, the weeping willows are reflected, and several pleasure boats are dotted among them, just like the ink and blue paintings. In the distance, the city outline is half-oblique, the jungle is frost-stained, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn color is intoxicating.

Such a beautiful view, just like the old days. There are also fairies accompanied, which makes the lake and mountains more leisurely in heaven and earth.

On the rippling surface of the lake, a small boat ripples slightly.

Wu Ji and Ziyan sat in the stern of the boat, clasped hands, snuggled side by side, quietly enjoying the scenery near and far. From time to time, there are painting boats and pleasure boats passing by, and the sound of light singing and chanting mixed with silk and bamboo drifts in the wind.

"Everyone only says that the gods are good, but the clouds are too ethereal, don't say that the red dust meets the bitterness, and the king holds hands with the ......"

Ziyan looked at the carefree tourists on the lake, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "Alas, the mundane is only a hundred years, and it has its own landscape interest, and I, Ziyan, was a monk, but I spent my life in vain!"

Now that she has no cultivation and has returned to the world, the world she knows is still vaguely the scene when she was a teenager. Once the mood that she has adhered to for many years collapses, she seems to have become the girl in the mountains again. However, the feelings are the same, but the time has been broken and the time is no more. So much sentimentality is also inevitable.

Wu Yi turned his head and glanced faintly at the distance, his eyes seemed to flicker, and he turned to pat Ziyan's little hand and said with a smile: "You, why do you have to be emotional, I want to linger here back then, but I regret it to this day......."

"Why do you regret it?"

"Young Meng Lang, it's unbearable to look back, it's better to talk about interesting things, you are like the scenery outside the Seychelles......"

Wu Yi was reluctant to mention the sad past, so as not to hurt Ziyan's fragile feelings, but the woman was quite interested in his past, and asked casually: "You said that you were a general, it's really unimaginable." I don't know where your soldiers are, and how they will fight outside the fortress?"

"Well, I have already dismissed those old brothers, otherwise I might have met a few today, and the battle of Huwei Gorge back then was really tragic! The general said: The sword travels thousands of miles, the wind and snow battle drums, and the blood dyes the iron clothes, who fights ...... battle."

"That general is also heroic!"

"That general is me!"

"You......"

Blamelessness aroused Ziyan's curiosity and took the opportunity to talk.

He talked about the scene of the expedition, the wind and snow in the sky, and the Huwei Gorge outside the Saiwai, and of course, his broken camp......

Unconsciously, the sunset outline of the city, the sunset dyed the water surface red, and the Xiling Lake at dusk added a bit of beautiful scenery. Gradually, the lake was lit up, and lanterns were hung on the pleasure boats. And the small boat carrying the two people in the lake is still floating quietly and leisurely.

Ziyan had never heard of the tragedy of the mundane battlefield, and was still immersed in an inexplicable shock. And when she looked up at the relaxed smiling face beside her, she couldn't help but sigh softly: "What an honor it is for me to meet a heroic general!"

"It turns out that fairies also like heroes, I knew it was like this, and I bragged for two more hours, hehe!"

Blameless lowered his head and gave a strange smile, reaching out to pick up the oar and paddling gently.

"Daughter's family, who doesn't like heroes! In the past few years, you have experienced setbacks, had enough of grievances, and had to take pain into happiness, but you are still maverick, but unfortunately Ziyan can't give you comfort, let alone see the day you save Shenzhou......"

Ziyan's words were filled with a hint of sorrow.

Wu Yi hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold his weak shoulder, and complained softly: "I just want to accompany my Ziyan, and I don't bother to pay attention to the immortal gate of Shenzhou!"

"You're always hiding your thoughts from others. And you have inadvertently expressed your ambition!"

Ziyan's voice was still unhurried: "I remember you once said that you realized the supernatural power of the Nine Star Sword, and your perception was different before and after, isn't that where your heart knot is!"

Wu Yi was slightly stunned, and raised his eyes to look at Xiling Lake shrouded in night. Just as the lights are bright, the lake is reflected. It is like the grand scene of a three-point festival, but the cold wind is withering. The scene was moving, and he blurted out: "Xiaoqiao sheng song, a leaf flat boat out of the bright moon......;

He bragged to Ziyan about his encounter with the immortal gate, and once told the origin of his realization of "stars and rain falling flowers".

And this woman seems to be weak and sad, but she is smart and smart, and she actually guessed from it, and said casually: "Last night the wind swept the flag, today the horse stepped on the snow, slashed the sky with a sword, and watched the stars and rains fall!"

"It's just a momentary nonsense, not serious!"

"Well, no matter what, don't embarrass yourself, you are destined to be an overwhelming man!"

Wu Yi looked down at Ziyan, who was also silently looking at each other. He was speechless, grinning, gently stroking the other party's hair, and his expression and demeanor were full of endless tenderness. And when he touched the silver thread, which was becoming more and more conspicuous, his fingers trembled slightly.

When the boat reached the lake, the two went ashore, and hand in hand with each other, walked slowly down the street where the lights were swaying.

At this time, two figures appeared in a liquor store on the shore.

These are two men, both dressed as monks.

One of them was an old man, with a majestic demeanor, but he reached out and pulled his beard, looking very helpless.

The other was a strong man, carrying a big bow on his back, eager to try, and whispered: "Master, is the disciple going to catch up?"

The old man shook his head slightly, his face gloomy.

The strong man hurriedly said: "Master, if you don't go to Yushan to confess your guilt and subjugate the law, the Shenzhou envoy will kill all the human immortal predecessors......"

The old man's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "The Shenzhou envoy has ordered the Shenzhou Immortal Gate, don't I know?"

The strong man hurriedly retreated, bowing his head to make amends.

The old man should be angry, and continued to say: "Do you think that if you have a relationship with him on behalf of Dai Hong, he will not kill you? Even if Fang Cai comes forward to persuade the teacher, he will turn his face and deny people! Hmph......

Dai Hong, a disciple of Ziding Mountain, because of his upright temperament, has a master who builds a foundation and cultivates. And his master is Ziquan.

It is not for nothing that the master and apprentice are here.

Last month, the Shenzhou envoy issued an order, ordering all the immortal sects to find Wu Ji, and urging Wu Ji to rush to Yushan to confess his guilt. Otherwise, the immortal masters imprisoned in Shenzhou will inevitably die.

The immortal sects were very panicked, so they scattered their hands to find the whereabouts of Wu Blame. Dai Hong was ordered to garrison the capital, and he was really looking for a place. The man and the woman are so eye-catching. He recognized that he was not guilty, did not dare to make a noise, and sent out a letter, just waiting for the master to come and decide. And his master Ziquan rushed to come, but there was no movement for a long time. He couldn't figure out the situation, so he had to rush after him.

Dai Hong is not reckless, but dependent. Before he entered Ziding Mountain, he once called someone a brother. and chase him to tell him the details, and the other party should not blame.

And after Ziquan reprimanded his disciple, he couldn't say anything, and sighed heavily, very helpless.

He came here in the early afternoon. From afar, I saw Wu Ji taking the woman on a boat, so he was about to show up. Unexpectedly, the other party looked leisurely, but suddenly sent a warning to him. If he dared to step into Xiling Lake for half a step, he would let his master and apprentice be buried at the bottom of the lake. Then he added, don't be unpredictable!

Alas, I don't understand, the Shenzhou Immortal Gate is already in dire straits, and that Wujiao actually took the woman to wander around. That's fine, don't bother, otherwise he wants to kill someone, it's really unreasonable! And whether he is a womanizer or a perverse person, he must tell him the truth, so as not to innocently ruin the lives of his predecessors!

Ziquan didn't dare to set foot in Xiling Lake, so he had to quietly spread the news. In order to show kindness, he also shared a piece of the past. And what is even more depressing is that no one pays attention to him at all.

Greedy for beauty and forgetting morality!

I remember that although the blameless person acted perversely, he was not a dirty person. What's wrong with him now, how did he become so dehuman?

However, when the man was excited to leave, he left a sentence: "Follow half a step and break your legs......"

......

"This is your home?"

In the night, the two slowly stopped.

And the once dilapidated General's Mansion is gone, and even the few dilapidated houses that were once there are also collapsed in the ruins. Only the row of steps exposed in the weedy pile, and the half-cut tree trunk next to it, bear witness to a period of time and an unbearable existence.

Ziyan was slightly stunned, very unbelievable.

In her opinion, someone's home is a general's mansion, and even if it is unbearable, it is far better than an ordinary mansion. And what I saw with my own eyes, a ruin, and the tragic situation of the broken yard in her Guliang Village are very similar.

"No, you and I are homeless!"

Wu Yi smiled faintly, and then said: "I killed the enemy of the royal family, Ji Lu." His descendants could not seek revenge on me, so they burned down my only remaining mansion. Retribution, when is it?"

When he came to the capital with purple smoke, he wanted to return to his hometown, but he saw a ruin in the distance, so he had to give up for the time being. Without waiting for him to turn around and find someone to settle the account, someone had already informed him of the reason. Ji Lu died, the clansmen were still there, and they didn't dare to find him to take revenge, so they vented their anger in the already dilapidated General's Mansion. Lu San's father, who left him to guard the house, doesn't know where he has fallen!

"Let's go, I'll take you to see my father!"

Wu Blame stepped on the sword and slowly left the ground with purple smoke.

People are in mid-air, overlooking the huge capital. The lights of thousands of homes, the stars are dotted, it seems to be very familiar, but it is hazy and distant.

More than ten miles away in the southwest of the capital, there is a hill dozens of zhang high. Just as the bright moon rose, the mountain was shrouded in a faint layer of moonlight.

Two figures landed on the top of the mountain, and a staggered tomb appeared in front of him.

"It's ......"

"This is burying my father, my mother, my family, and my ......"

Blameless let go of Ziyan's hand and wrapped the fox fur cloak around her shoulders tightly before turning around and walking towards a tomb with a stone monument. Suddenly, a cold wind hit, and the hem of his large-sleeved shirt rolled up and made a slight noise. He was stunned, slowly knelt on his knees, turned over his hand and took out incense and candles to light them, and put on dried fruit offerings, and then knelt on the ground and bowed, and said in a low voice: "Father, mother, the child is here to visit the second elder......"