Nine Heavens

Where does the Qin die, and the resentful soul goes to Jiuyou. Waiting for miracles for three thousand years, suffering from Qizhou for ten thousand years.

The sky is showing clues, and the seven stars are disasters. Embarrassed by the sound of the piano, Zhuang Qiankou cried bitterly.

Nangong Tingduan waved his sleeves angrily, and with a crisp sound of "ka bang", the Mohunqin broke into two pieces.

Qin Duansheng swallowed softly, and then stopped with a bang.

Looking at Canqin, Nangong heard it, a thousand horses galloped in his chest, a burst of sweetness in his mouth, blood spewed out mouthfuls with wow.

The last sound of the zither floated to the sky, Nangong listened to it and thought it was also the last time to see the blue sky.

The sky has been restored to cleanliness, and the Tiangang star is shining with clear colors.

The four out-of-the-ordinary stars blinked magically, and there was nothing wrong with it.

I hope that there will never be a day of reunion, Nangong Tingduan slowly closed his eyes, leaving a glimmer of hope in his heart.

That mouthful of blood sprayed on the remnant qin, and with a lingering sound, it melted into the sound of rustling leaves and drifted away with the wind.

In the air, a white-haired old man was lying on his back on a cypress, with two broken pianos beside him.

White hair fluttering, pale face, the corners of the mouth are painful.

His eyes staring at Jiutian were just open like that, no one knew what those eyes were yearning for, and the feeling was only resignation.

Cheng Donglai floated towards the wind, holding an old volume of ancient books in his hand, the book said the records of the five clans.

Standing quietly, looking at the skinny figure, searching his memory, he couldn't find any shadow of his brother, hero, martial arts.

However, he was convinced that this was the senior brother, and when he sent himself away, he already knew his choice in his heart.

Cheng Donglai didn't cry. People of his age and cultivation level are more open and calm about life and death than ordinary people.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the senior brother quietly, holding the thin body in his arms.

Cheng Donglai gently closed his eyes for his senior brother, and said softly:

"Senior brother, don't worry about going. I know that you must concentrate your soul and go away to prevent some catastrophe in the villa.

In fact, children and grandchildren have their own blessings, so why be too persistent! "

Cheng Donglai's pale face was full of tears, dripping with sorrow.

In grief, Cheng Donglai's eyes fell on his senior brother's chest, and a corner of a letter was exposed.

Cheng Donglai stretched out his hand and gently pulled it out. With Dongtian's bright light, he carefully looked at it from beginning to end several times, and tears still flowed down. Letter cloud:

The second brother personally said, I will go for my brother! The five brothers and I have been together happily, and the vicissitudes of hundreds of years have been happy and bitter, as if it was yesterday.

There is life, there is a time for meeting and parting, there is no regret, I hope that all the younger brothers will go to Qingliu Kingdom as soon as possible after the festival, to help the heavens defeat the demons, and bring peace to the world.

Bluestone Villa fears that there will be no more days! Do not publicize the news of my death, and ask my second brother to burn my mortal body, and just spread the ashes in the Qingtian River.

Tell everyone in Zhuangzhong that I have important matters to go to Qingliu country to live permanently and I will not return, and the four junior brothers have full authority to handle all matters in the village.

If there is a reincarnation, they must still be brothers. Brother Nangong listened to cut off the pen.

Cheng Donglai, dreaming with tears in his eyes, the green mountains and clear waters in the past, the five brothers and sisters' days like gods, scenes are vividly before his eyes.

A mouthful of thousand is drunk, and willow leaves are blowing in the wind. Yaoqin and purple silk are held up, and the cold sword is shining with stars.

Looking up, I took a sip of the fragrant wine, the aroma is still full of aroma, but the taste is bitter.

Thousands of faints, thousand faints! Cheng Donglai sighed in his heart:

"You have the title of Qianhun, which is only worthy of charming the mind and drawing the soul out of the body, but it cannot return the soul to the body!

If you have the ability, let my senior brother come here!"

Gently poured the wine into Nangong Tingduan's mouth, staring at it obsessively.

The surroundings were quiet, and the familiar voice remained silent. The wine kept pouring down, and Cheng Donglai's tears kept flowing. There is no sound, but thousands of flowers are sad.

Cheng Donglai swayed his figure, stood up slowly, and said to himself:

"Brother, let's go, Donglai will take you home! Go home!"

Holding Nangong Tingjuan's body, Cheng Donglai staggered along.

There was a strange aroma of wine in the air.

A strange figure behind him suddenly sprang out from the clouds, and pushed out his palms, instantly pushing the corpses of Cheng Donglai and Nangong Tingju to the sky.

Xuanyou moved his palms back, sucking back the two people who were rolling in the void.

After a few ups and downs, Cheng Donglai fell on the cypress, with dark red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his eyes closed tightly, and he was already dead.

Even so, Cheng Donglai was still holding his respected senior brother Nangong tightly in his arms to hear it.

The strange figure walked up to Cheng Donglai, and said with a cold snort:

"I thought you, Cheng Donglai, had a lot of talent, but it turns out you're just a drunk, bad luck!"

After the strange figure finished speaking, he looked at the two desperate elders with disdain, and turned to leave.

Turning around suddenly, the strange figure saw an old book under Cheng Donglai's body, felt a burst of curiosity, sucked it up vigorously, and said strangely:

"Five Clan Chronicles?"

The strange figure inspected it for a while, but without opening it, he put the "Five Clans" into his arms.

Then he looked around, turned around and disappeared into the thick fog.

Behind him, two icy corpses were left behind.

Looking at the two pale faces, one was skinny and the other was shocked.

"how so?"

Cheng Yuanfang looked at Liu Juan suspiciously, and continued:

"They were fine, why suddenly..."

Cheng Yuanfang was crying and couldn't bear to continue. Liu Juan was also astonished.

I followed the two elders all the way here. They were obviously in good health, so why did they die suddenly? What on earth happened? "

Liu Juan asked herself in bewilderment.

The two looked around carefully, and they couldn't see anything unusual, and there were no traces of fighting.

Liu Juan stared at Cheng Yuanfang and said:

"Let's go back quickly, fortunately I'm here, otherwise your primordial spirit won't be able to go back.

We can't do anything now, go back and find a way to tell Dad and them. "

Cheng Yuanfang nodded noncommittally, feeling infinitely uncomfortable and regretful, and secretly sighed that he and sister Juan were practicing the Liu family's swordsmanship just now, and returned to the yellow planet to hide the sword after the practice.

Had I come a little earlier, perhaps such a thing would not have happened.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Liu Juan took Cheng Yuanfang's arm and floated up, heading straight for Qingshi Villa.

When I woke up, it was already bright, and the dazzling sunlight shone on the quilt through the window, making it warm.

In the morning, there is a cool breeze.

Cheng Yuanfang gently opened the window and sent Fangxin's fragrance of flowers head-on.

Outside the gate, a familiar figure was pacing back and forth. Hey, isn't that sister Juan?

Cheng Yuanfang stood in the house and waved and shouted:

"Sister Juan! Sister Juan! Why don't you come in?"

However, Liu Juan didn't seem to hear it at all, and was still pacing back and forth outside the gate, as if thinking about something.

Cheng Yuanfang got dressed and walked out of the room. It was found that the door of father and mother was open, and there was no movement inside.

Cheng Yuanfang felt very strange, usually at this time, the mother is cooking, why is there no sound today.

Cheng Yuanfang murmured in his heart, and walked in to see that his parents' room was empty, and the dining table was also empty.

"hiss?"

Cheng Yuanfang sighed suspiciously, walked out of the room again, and came to the door.

Liu Juan suddenly looked up and saw Cheng Yuanfang, and said anxiously:

"You're awake now, let me ask you, did you dream last night?"

Cheng Yuanfang looked at Liu Juan's ridiculous appearance, and said with a smile:

"I did, I dreamed of marrying a wife"

"What nonsense are you talking about,"

Liu Juan stepped forward and grabbed Cheng Yuanfang's ear and said:

"I'm telling you something serious, do you still remember that you and I practiced the Liu family's swordsmanship with me in the dream last night?

Tears of Heart Sword, your Loyal Heart Sword, my Tears of Blood Sword. "

Liu Juan tried her best to remind Cheng Yuanfang.

My God, Cheng Yuanfang was amazed, how could she know all the dreams she had, it was terrible.

But deliberately pretending to be relaxed, looking at the distant mountains, stretched his waist and said:

"Sister Juan is amazing, you know all my dreams."

Liu Juan said leisurely:

"It would be nice if it was really a dream, but it's a pity that it's not a dream, it's real.

It is true that we both saw Grandpa Nangong and Grandpa Cheng die on the Qingtianbai! "

"ah!"

This time, Cheng Yuanfang was quite surprised. He stared blankly at Liu Juan, speechless for a long time.

"My father, mother, Uncle Cheng, and my aunt have all gone to the village to help, and the corpses of the two elders and grandpas have been brought back.

It is said that it was discovered by the elder and grandpa of the East. There are rumors in the village that the two elders and grandpas must have been killed by the thief who stole the green-toothed linlingxi double-toothed sword. "

Liu Juan stared at Cheng Yuanfang, her eyes full of worry.

Could this be true? Looking at Liu Juan with a serious face, Cheng Yuanfang couldn't get serious, even if he was beaten to death, he still couldn't understand.

Cheng Yuanfang looked at Liu Juan in front of him, the sun shone on her emerald green dress, and the stars danced, setting off the crystal dewdrops on the wild flowers and grass around her, reflecting each other.

I saw Liu Juan's hands were at a loss, which was rare, and she kept rubbing the corners of her clothes. Cheng Yuanfang looked into those two beautiful eyes and said:

"Are you worried that they will misunderstand that you killed the two elders?"

"Yes, I stole the Jade-Toothed Lin Lingxi Double-toothed Sword. They will think that I killed him because the two elders stopped me from stealing the sword!"

Liu Juan said helplessly and painfully.

Cheng Yuanfang said disapprovingly:

"Who would believe that with your ability, you can kill two elders with peerless martial arts. Can you?"

"able!"

Liu Juan nodded.

"oh."

Cheng Yuanfang was slightly taken aback.

Although she didn't completely believe Liu Juan's words, according to what she saw in her dream, Liu Juan's martial arts were indeed superb.

If the elders understand these words, it is impossible to doubt them.

Cheng Yuanfang looked at Liu Juan who bowed her head, and said:

"What are you going to do?"

Liu Juan straightened the strands of hair on her forehead and said:

"I want to confess about stealing the sword. If I don't confess for a day, they will focus on finding me, and they won't be able to find the real murderer of the elder and grandpa.

Although I don't like the elders, I can't watch them die unjustly. "

"No, no!"

Cheng Yuanfang objected:

"You can't go, you know, breaking into the Orion Temple is a death penalty, not to mention you stole the sword.

The death of the elder has nothing to do with you, the sword should belong to you and me, I advise you not to be stupid, as long as you and I use the Tearing Heart Sword to do good and eliminate evil. "

Cheng Yuanfang grabbed Liu Juan's hand and said anxiously.

Liu Juan felt Cheng Yuanfang's violent heartbeat, and was moved in her heart, and said in her mouth:

"But······"

Before Liu Juan finished speaking, Cheng Yuanfang said:

"Listen to me, no but. Those people are sometimes too cruel, we don't need to sacrifice for them. Have you forgotten that Uncle Liu was broken by them when he was a child?"

The morning breeze blows, and there is warmth floating in the coolness. Two boys and girls stand side by side, looking at the blue sky. The starry sky is not there. Where is the dream of flying last night?

The white clouds are long, and the goshawks are parading. Under the white clouds, among the clouds, there are continuous Longyun Mountains, towering peaks, vast and majestic.

Liu Juan gently took out two black jade balls from her bosom, quietly placed them in Cheng Yuanfang's hands, and said softly:

"This is the gift I gave you in the dream last night, its essence has been absorbed by you, this is its body.

Put it well, one day, you are destined to learn miraculous skills, and you can refine them and incorporate them into your body. "

Cheng Yuanfang took it with both hands and nodded slightly.

Through the layers of fog, Cheng Yuanfang saw the gate of the elders' home from a distance, covered with white gauze, and the boys in Tsing Yi who used to be beside the gate were all dressed in linen and mourning, standing silently.

The people who come in and out of the gate are also plain and white, solemn and depressed.

Cheng Yuanfang turned to Liu Juan and said:

"Look, the elders' house."

Liu Juan nodded slightly and said:

"You can see it too." Then he was speechless.

Neither of them was talking, they were silently watching the direction of the elders' house.