Chapter 291 Three brothers, reunited with the seven dead friends of the past

In the cold pool shrouded in night, only the cold air is spreading, accumulating, and remembering.

The sword was shining brightly, and at this moment, the blood belonging to Zheng Miyun was clearly seen on the blade, and Song Xian's originally numb thoughts suddenly convulsed...

Shocking, as cold as an ice cellar, as blood as fireworks, it belongs to the harsh winter battlefield, to the warm winter courtyard, it feels so familiar, blood...

Deep in my memory, I suddenly saw that person... the boy who always insisted that he was his brother...

It turns out that he really does exist in life, but that boy is not named Lin Qian, not Lin Qian...

It seems to be Tai'an in the winter of a certain year, a snowy night, a world in black and white, just like now, with wounds on the body... Yes, it was the most critical night of the war in the Red Coat Village. When a powerful enemy approached the battle, when

It’s hard to be alone

Ming, when he was seriously injured, when he was on the verge of despair, it was the young man that he, Yang Songxian, had been unable to alienate from throughout his life. He came across the battlefield single-handedly, and at the same time brought a glimmer of hope to turn defeat into victory. Hearing that the enemy was attacking again

At that time, I was unconscious due to serious injuries. None of my subordinates could stop my impulse. I was exhausted mentally and physically but risked my life to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy. It was also the young man named Lin Mingshengnan who forcibly held me down without any argument.

After bandaging the wound, his usual gentleness and kindness did not remain. He suddenly felt the majesty of a king and the coldness of a god. It was also him. At the same time, he sincerely said to him: "Is it necessary to be so desperate? My brother is still here."

Is it necessary to be so desperate? Brother... is still here...

What is a brother? Isn’t a brother someone who can help you win a breather when you are tired? Isn’t it someone who does not need Yang Songxian to bleed out all the blood alone, but works with him to use blood to lay the foundation for victory?

That person...

Song Xian, therefore, had already told him the meaning of his brother - when Shengnan was far away and couldn't be taken care of, he, Yang Songxian, could help, and if necessary, he could even commit crimes and die on his behalf!

Shengnan...Shengnan...his name is Shengnan...

Suddenly I recalled the first episode about Lin Qian, it was so clear but far away. It was about Lin Qian, but also about the war, the memory of being touched by blood, the impression of dark red and light red, but when that man was...

The scene of bandaging the wound was so real and unforgettable...

Blood, in another winter, the scene changed, the battlefield changed to the courtyard, and the person who bandaged his wounds also changed. This person was not simple. She made Song Xian fulfill his brother's promise and fulfill his love at the same time.

…

The story takes place in Lin'an, a place with beautiful scenery and distinctive features. She broke into the Han Mansion with many scars and he was determined to take her away. She was covered in blood and surrounded by siege. She walked slowly over and tore off her skirt with a bleak expression.

There is a trace of pity and confusion hidden in it... She, Yu Ze, is Sheng Nan's love and Sheng Nan's clone. Therefore, she is destined to be out of reach of Yang Songxian, and she is also destined to be the love of Yang Songxian's life.

But why, in front of everyone, when she was bandaging his wounds, she had to be like Sheng Nan, who liked to tie herself in a tight knot. She said: "If you tie a tight knot, it won't loosen..." However, some people and some things,

It seems to be really tied up...

"Sheng Nan, Yu Ze... are really the two most important people in my life... they... it turns out that I love them all, it's not an illusion, it's real, it's real... And, it seems that I want to do the opposite,

It's me who's causing confusion, it's me who's hindering..." Song Xian's sword was scattered and torn apart in confusion. The consequences of losing his original intention suddenly appeared. When it was turned upside down, real flaws appeared among false flaws!

Zheng Miyun saw that his sword was resolute, and he had no confidence to defeat, but suddenly he turned the opportunity to ask for it. He immediately defended the attack.

Song Xian tried to solve his heart knot. At present, the enemy is finally defeated in the memory. The contradiction in the sword has prompted the hardships of death.

At the time, he unbuttoned the dead ending. The semi -scent passed, and the fragrance flew away. He opened the knot and immediately had another crazy entanglement, twists and turns, and it was difficult to remove.

The silk sword, life and death are difficult to judge.

His eyes were sore, very tired ... the fate had to be so careless, hurting the three of them, and mocked! He could not solve their dead knot at all ...

This is the sentence that is branded -the smaller the knot, the more difficult to solve.

"The smaller the knot, the more difficult it is ... is it like this ..." Since it is difficult to solve, why is it suffering? This love is the two poles, one is the timidity of love, one is affection, and the bipolar potential, the knot is not a bipolar.

Could it be that the original intention of the silk sword is the integration of this love? Could it be that it is necessary to overcome each other? It cannot be overcome, so let it grow until the thing will be reversed until the death will die?!

The light flashes, the filament and the pest, non -opposition, but it should be connected!

Suddenly the silk sword is brilliant, but it can be connected to the end of the world, it can extend the terrain, gorgeous, wrapped with delicate and rigidity, and drove together and the wind and electricity. Although the moment of the sword silk is still entangled with each other, it is directly attacked by Zheng Miyun.

Zheng Miyun noticed the change of changes, and it was unexpected.

The sword was redefined in the hands of Yang Songxian. At the beginning of the mountains, the Qinghui was clear, and a ray of soft silk was tangled with Mian, as thin as cicada wings, like the breeze on the river, quiet than lone lanterns, and the green daisy in the wind and elegant paintings.

It can turn any decay into a magical, can leisurely lead the vast sadness, and can elapse the bones between invisible ... This is not weird, this is the power of challenging the limit.

At the disadvantage, the other party has twice the strength of his own strength, and the tenderness in his sword, regarding Wan Jun like four or two!

Obviously, when this sword stabbed to Zheng Miyun, there were obviously two dense light in the air.

Cloud defeat is undoubted!

Zheng Miyun glanced at the two white lights of the Si Si Sword Sword Suddenly, and the tighter it tightened, but he knew that the variables were still there, and there was still an opportunity to subvert.

In the state, any new thing, the fate may not be long -term, as long as you are blocked by people when they first appear! At this moment, Zheng Mi Yunxin has a lot of money: At this moment, we must take advantage of Yang Songxian's swordsmanship to be stable and quote him to lead him.

Go back from the direction of entanglement ...

However, like Yang Songxian, such as the fish, the silk sword seems to be able to swim in Zheng Miyun's sword. This unrefined jade has made all beings feel self -evolved.

Mixed with some red dust, but it is more glorious, shiny and crystal! As Zheng Mi Yun's heart is away, it is the moment of Song Xian's pursuit.

Nympho

Zheng Miyun, how can you be willing to show weakness: Jade-faced little white dragon, your silk sword is actually seeking an adventure. There is only one line between ripples and entanglement. If you want to have both, it will not be so easy...

The sword whistles and the song swings, ileum.

The six fingers held the cold wind and interspersed among the thousands of threads, like a knife coveting the blood. With just one cut, the blood would flow into a river...

Song Xian had long expected the intention of the sixth finger, and he controlled the force of the sword, whether it was light or heavy. As long as he completely blocked the sixth finger from the sword net, he could find an exit to defeat the enemy. His silk thread

The sword was handled with precision and calculation. Seeing that Zheng Miyun, who was full of anger, was about to lose his sword, there was nothing he could do...

Song Xian never thought that when he opened up another world with Zhusi Sword, the inspired enemy Zheng Miyun seemed to have penetrated another level of Yijian! Master swordsmanship, the world is unified, all levels are

Advance, go deeper step by step!

The enemy and we are forcing each other to continuously expand their understanding of the sword, and compete against each other - Zheng Miyun should never be the enemy who was casually defeated by Song Xian many years ago. He should definitely not be Yang Songxian on his journey.

, the servant who accompanied him in sword practice! Murong Jingji stared at Zheng Miyun's distorted face in fear: Maybe, Song Xian's sword becomes stronger the more entangled it is, while Zheng Miyun becomes less weak the more angry it becomes! Sword Intent,

Of course it must match the character of the sword owner!

The six-finger sword practice is not limited to "five fingers for swords and the sixth finger for killing", but can be done at will, "anything with fingers can be turned into a sword"! Immediately, Zheng Miyun's sixth finger was still a silk sword.

He was blocked, but the fifth finger unexpectedly broke into the silk threads. Song Xian's offensive was disrupted and blocked, and he was unable to resist the entanglement!

Song Xian was defeated.

Immediately, the Silk Sword was like falling from heaven to hell, twisting and turning around, giving it the punishment that the Silk Sword has been tempered for many times. Zheng Miyun, with his mind, threaded the threads of Song Xian's sword, leading one sword thread after another to become entangled into a dead knot!

When the enemy was defeated repeatedly but figured out his own weakness, so he deliberately messed up the silk sword and succeeded with one blow. Song Xian knew that the opening up of the enemy's realm was the beginning of his own failure...

"Don't think that what you see is the exit..." Zheng Miyun's words echoed again. The sky was completely dark, and Song Xian felt a burning sensation in his chest. Zheng Miyun was reminding him that his Silk Sword, even if he could see clearly who the enemy was, could still

I can't get out at all...

The saddest thing in the world is clearly seeing the exit, but still being trapped in it!

There is love and obsession in life, and he is in a dilemma because of love. Even if the memory is only taken out of context, he is still heroic and short-tempered.

The Silk Sword, when he had distracting thoughts, sailed against the current, entangled more fiercely. Isn't love the way out for the sword? The attempt at a new realm announced his opponent's breakthrough and his failure?

In his mind, the pictures of Yuze and Shengnan were cut off in confusion. He impulsively began to deceive himself: No, it is the memory that is lying to me. There was no Yuze in this world, otherwise she could not be just a shadow and a picture but never

Not showing up! In fact, Yuze and Shengnan are the same person, but it’s just because my thoughts are messy

, and just made up a person who is exactly the same as Shengnan... Yes, Yuze is Shengnan, their eyebrows, their expressions are all so amazingly similar... No wonder there is never Shengnan and Yuze in my thoughts

The scenes that appear together, yes, Yuze and Shengnan are actually the same person!

Quickly, the path of the Silk Sword returned to a clear and thorough state. It was still two paths, but it had the tendency to merge into one again. The distinction between priority and priority was quietly disappearing. Zheng Miyun saw clearly in an instant that Song Xian had not bothered.

To untie the repeated dead knots he had woven, he directly "abandoned the old silk and made new silk"! Zheng Miyun was obviously shocked by this higher level of realm, and his whole soul was invaded by the meticulousness of the Silk Sword!

When Song Xian gradually regained consciousness, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat: Oh my God, what on earth was I thinking about? Yu Ze is gentle and demure, while Sheng Nan is brave and heroic. How could they be the same person!?

However - Yu Ze, Sheng Nan, you two are clearly the indelible and painful love in my heart...

This time, there are clearly two people in my heart, but the silk sword did not entangle itself, but complemented each other, perfectly matched, and the two sword threads tended to balance each other in a state of intertwining! Song Xian was dominated by contradictions, and his passion and cowardice finally

Once you reach the same height, your swordsmanship will naturally become more refined!

In Zheng Miyun's eyes, the two sudden sword lights were indistinguishable in terms of strength and about the same content. He suddenly had no way to think about how to respond. The sword of intention was immediately entangled with the silk sword, and the closer it got, the tighter it became.

Dead knots came one after another to trap him, delicate and tangled, indestructible!

This sword intention is very much like the love of three people. Who can understand it? The sword master can't move it, let alone the enemy of the sword? Zheng Miyun's offensive is lost in the boundless knot. The next moment, he can only

Meet the fate of death!

Unable to hold the sword that was tied to death, Zheng Miyun's eyes dimmed, his palms were still warm, but his life was sadly and violently drained along the silk sword on his chest: "Yang Songxian... Yang Songxian..."

"How do you know that what I saw was not the exit?" Yang Songxian smiled in relief. What he saw was the exit. He had been looking for the answer for half a year: Lin Qian, it turns out that you really are the person who filled my life...

"In the end, I still lose..." Zheng Miyun coughed up blood violently and smiled sadly. The sword named Jealousy still failed to kill his opponent in the end.

"Zheng Miyun, I will remember your name. I, Yang Songxian, defeated the real No. 6 Jinbei, no matter how easy it is." Song Xian said sternly. At least, Zheng Miyun did do that before he died.

That threatened Yang Songxian's life.

"It's not easy, it's not easy..." Zheng Miyun painfully enjoyed the last few words of his life. Suddenly he saw Yang Songxian's silk sword side, exuding a trace of cold air, gently dissipating it, rippling in the air, smiling sadly,

It is too late to think about anything: I, Zheng Miyun, have been defeated by a genius in my life...

Although Zheng Miyun is dead, there is still fog beside the cliff. Song Xian looks at the moon with sadness: Lin Qian is really my brother. My hatred and misunderstanding of you should actually be your feelings towards me...
Chapter completed!