Red Heart Survey

"Brother Xiang Xian!"

Zhongshan Weisun stood up and shouted enthusiastically.

Xiang Bei held up the Unparalleled Halberd and turned his head back to show that he was "looking".

"It's been eight years since we said goodbye on the riverbank!" Zhongshan Weisun said with a smile on his face: "Brother Xiang Xian's heroic appearance still often comes to my mind!"

Eight years have passed, and they are no longer the young phoenixes who "cried only when they cried". They have each experienced a lot.

Time has carved Xiang Bei's facial features into a very strong character. He was once a high-minded and domineering man, but now he is very reserved.

Hearing this, he just said: "Is it the heroic figure who was pressed on the face by fireworks?"

For many years since then, people have reviewed the Yellow River Meeting in 3919 in the Taoist calendar. When talking about the most exciting scenes in this grand gathering of geniuses that have surpassed all dynasties, there are usually two scenes that are the most popular -

They are Douzhao and Chongxuanzun, the geniuses of the world, Jiang Wangjian, the immortal, and Qin Zhizhen, the emperor of Yama.

Underneath this are Jiang Wangjian and Xiang Bei.

This is a battle that is often watched, discussed, and studied, but it doesn’t always come to mind. Many people outside the Chu Kingdom talked about Xiang Bei... Oh, he was the big man who Jiang Wang put fireworks on his face!

Zhongshan Weisun was stunned for a moment and quickly made amends: "It's all in the past! Who hasn't had a time when their performance was unsatisfactory? I was only among the top four in the field back then."

"I am the top eight in the Neifuchang." Xiang Beidao.

Only then did Zhongshan Weisun remember that Xiang Bei had very bad luck in signing, and he met Jiang Wang when he entered the fourth grade.

Of course, when it comes to luck, Zhongshan Weisun's luck is excellent, but he failed to grasp it and lost to Yan Shaofei, so what can he say?

"Let's go!" Zhongshan Weisun waved his hand and said with a heroic attitude: "If you count the famous people, let's look at the present!"

Xiang Bei didn't speak. He just tapped his eyes with his index finger, as if asking - what do you think?

"Don't be like this." Zhongshan Weisun laughed along with him: "I can't continue talking like this."

"We have already counted the most famous people in 3919. Now eight years have passed, and the most dazzling people are still the most dazzling. Do you want to look back? In two to seven years, a new Yellow River Conference will also be held. Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and new unparalleled geniuses will soon attract the attention of the world." Xiang Bei carried the unparalleled halberd and flew forward: "The time left for us to prove ourselves is getting less and less."

"Yes! We all need to work harder." Zhongshan Weisun hurriedly followed and got closer: "The failure of the Yellow River often wakes me up at midnight. I often feel that time is hard to catch up with, and I am afraid of wasting it - Brother Xiang Xian, we What a kindred spirit!”

Xiang Bei raised his unparalleled halberd horizontally, indicating that he would stop here and no longer have to follow: "We are not like-minded, Zhongshan Weisun, you haven't found your true self yet. Where is your path?"

Zhongshan Weisun paused and said with a forced smile: "Brother Xiang, I don't understand what you mean."

Xiang Beixuan stood there, separated by an unparalleled halberd from Zhongshan Weisun: "Do you think that doing something you have never done before is considered a change? Do you think that learning to bow your head is considered mature? Do you think Do you think that by breaking the rules, you will be reborn?"

"Brother Xiang." The smile on Zhongshan Weisun's face disappeared: "What do you want to say?"

Xiang Bei shook his head: "Whether it's gentle or elegant, it's just replacing one mask with another. Neither you now nor you before are the real you. You don't really break the rules, you just Disgraceful. The thief on the mountain is still on the mountain. The thief in the heart is still in the heart."

So what is the real me? Zhongshan Weisun wanted to ask this, but he didn't say anything. Because this is really an unnecessary question.

"It's hard to see the Heavenly Palace if you are fake and stubborn. I suggest you go and look at the details of the battle in Jiangge's Heavenly Capital. Maybe you can understand what it means to 'break the barriers and become enlightened'!"

After Xiang Bei said this, he walked away with his halberd.

His tall figure just flickered and blended into the shadow of the distant mountains, as if he was one of the towering mountains and part of the stretching mountains.

Zhongshan Weisun did not follow.

Xiang Bei has already given his answer, Xiang Bei can't help him.

But Xiang Bei also gave his own help.

Standing here, looking in all directions, everything is desolate. Beyond the stretching military tents lies an empty wilderness. This autumn is destined to be unforgettable.

Zhongshan Weisun looked lonely in the distance, the top four in the outer building of the Yellow River Meeting, and looked at the backs of the top eight in the inner field.

This man blinded his natural supernatural eye, but he could see more clearly. This man lost the meeting of the Yellow River and the realm of mountains and seas, but he became even more majestic.

Whether you win or lose, experience can make you grow—if you face it all.

Although I have never relaxed my efforts in the past eight years, there is always something missing.

What's missing?

It cannot be explained clearly, it cannot be seen or touched.

There is a long road ahead, do you have any insights today?

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The skylight shatters the glazed tiles, and the autumn thoughts and dreams are lost.

In the chaotic Nandou Secret Realm, this side hall is rare and quiet.

But the tranquility was soon shattered.

Long Boji walked in hastily with his eyes heavy and his sword raised.

The ethereal and aloof temperament of the past is gone. His face, which could be called upright and square, was also wrinkled by a ferocious emotion. Resentment was out of control in every sudden wrinkle.

Only her hair, which was tightly restrained by a hosta, still managed to retain a bit of dignity.

Snap! Snap!

The boots stamped murderously on the floor tiles.

The woman wearing a black veil and standing in front of the independent window sill, illuminated by the sunset with warm colors, is quietly experiencing the thoughts of late autumn. He heard the footsteps approaching, and then he looked back lazily. The look in those charming eyes was quite careless——

"Senior Brother Long, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Long Boji unsheathed his sword, murderous intent burst out, and for a moment he was furious: "You still dare to ask me what I mean?!"

Meiyue simply turned around, leaned back casually, leaned against the window sill, folded her arms, and looked at Long Boji with disdain: "This secret operation has been planned by Sanfenxianglou for many years. Enough preparations. We have bet on our business in Chu for so many years, activated all the secrets in Chu territory, overcome all obstacles, and quietly took out [Peach Blossom Spring]. Nothing happened in Yingcheng, Nothing happened in the Chu Kingdom, but in the simplest and easiest link, he was discovered when he was about to be sent out of the Southern Territory! Senior Brother Long - why can't I ask you what you mean?"

Her eyes at this moment were indifferent, the indifference of no one returning after the sunset: "The Yuanshi sent by me from Sanfenxiang Tower can fill this side hall. The materials we offer are all What your Nandou Palace lacks. And what have you done? Your Nandou Palace is an ancient sect with a long history and a rich foundation. But you can't even take on the easiest part of this matter! Senior Brother Long - I shouldn't What do you mean by asking?"

This clear statement is an irrefutable fact.

Long Boji tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, as if this could support his anger and give him a reason to be angry: "You didn't say at first that you wanted to steal the [Peach Blossom Spring]! The people's hearts are not strong enough to stroke the tiger's beard, and this is the only way to get into this catastrophic disaster!" "

"That's not stealing, it's getting back something that belongs to you." Meiyue said calmly: "Didn't I inform you before taking back [Peach Blossom Spring]? Don't you know? Let's transfer Sanfenxianglou's property, transfer Seven times. I will feed you until you are full every time. Every time we tell you clearly what we are going to take, what route we are going to take, and where we will hand over. You just need to ensure the safety of the last section of the road and do it the easiest way. Let’s get the most out of our affairs—now that the Chu army is here, are you starting to blame us?”

Long Boji raised his sword and asked her menacingly. At this moment, she was the one walking forward. She pressed forward step by step, as if she had stepped on Long Boji's heartbeat: "The matter failed at this stage, and the secret was leaked because of you. Now In this operation, our Sansan Xiang Tower has exhausted all the accumulation in the Southern Territory and exhausted the Chu realm chess pieces. In the end, we lost everything! Tian Xiang had seven, and three of them were killed in the battle. Xin Xiang was eleven, and five of them were punished. I'm here to say that. Xiang Zhenren Faro died under Douzhao's knife! Senior Brother Long - you actually come to blame me?"

Long Boji couldn't refute anything that Meiyue said.

He came with a sword full of murderous intent, but it didn't make sense now.

But he knew clearly in his heart that all the dangers Nandou Hall had to face now were brought about by the woman in front of him. It was she who opened the box full of disasters. The most fragrant one is the harm to the country and the people!

Long Boji bit his tongue and said harshly: "Shouldn't I blame you? Shouldn't those people who died blame you? If you hadn't come to Nandou Secret Realm, none of this would have happened!"

Meiyue shook her head. The disappointment in her eyes was so obvious that it made Long Boji wonder how many wrong things he had done!

"How could you say such a thing? Huh?"

Her eyes were mixed in the autumn colors, showing a kind of depressed solemnity. She almost pointed at Long Boji's face and asked: "You are the direct descendant of Siming Palace, the expected future of Nandou, Long Boji, the proud son of destiny." ! How did you say such stupid and childish words? If you calm down a little and use your brain to think about it, would you still say that? That all this would never have happened? "

She stared at Long Boji: "Is the Chu State going to destroy Nandou Palace because you have done something wrong? Or did they just want to destroy Nandou Palace and just happened to find this reason? Isn't this a very complicated issue? You see Don’t you get the answer? Senior Brother Long, where did you go, that wise and steady person? Your heart is so confused! You are so scared—"

She took a step back suddenly, pulling away to a safe distance.

The increasingly intense feeling of oppression suddenly dissipated! Long Boji looked out the window subconsciously. For a moment, he wanted to breathe hard - he almost couldn't breathe.

Meiyue opened her hands and raised her head slightly, revealing her snow-colored neck.

"Haha -" she laughed, and her laughter was so aggressive: "Senior Brother Long, if you want to kill me, please do it with Heng Jian. Maybe this can help you regain some courage."

Long Boji took a step back almost instinctively!

After this step, he felt great frustration.

He realized that he had indeed lost everything.

He has been living in the secret realm of Nandou since he can remember.

Nandou Hall is everything to him. All his life so far, he has been working hard to become a "qualified inheritor of Nandou".

He is extremely talented and shows off his talents. He began to handle the affairs of Siming Palace early, and in recent years, he also began to share the power of the entire Nandou Palace.

Everyone thinks so, and he himself thinks so too - he must be the next generation of Master Siming, and is very likely to grow into the master of Nandou Hall.

Nandou Palace suffered a disaster, and it was his sky that collapsed.

He didn't want to believe it all, and he did everything he could, but he knew very well that it was all in vain.

Is he a loser?

No, he knew he was at the end of his rope.

Is he stupid?

No, he just wants to go crazy!

"Senior Brother Long." Meiyue's voice fell gently, and she asked, "Why don't you kill me?"

Long Boji held the sword and said nothing for a moment.

Miyue smiled softly, she smiled lazily like this: "Do you think you are the only one who hates me? Do you think you are the only one in the entire Nandou Palace who wants me to die? Doesn't Master Siming hate me? Doesn't Lord Changsheng want to? Crush me to death? Although everyone knows that I am not the culprit, at this moment I am the one who is easiest to hate, right?"

"People will always choose to hate the one who is easiest to hate, rather than the one who deserves to be hated the most."

"But you said -" Her voice was even a little light at this time, as if she didn't care about anything, including her own life and death: "Do you know why you were the only one who came here with a sword and killed me recklessly?"

Long Boji looked up at her with bloodshot eyes, angry and confused... waiting for her answer.

"Because it doesn't make sense," she said.

Meiyue burst out laughing, covered her mouth, and laughed so hard that her flowers trembled: "Because... none of us can escape... Hahahaha, there is no difference between Shenlin, Dongzhen, and Yandao, and there are no exceptions - —We will all...die here!"

Bang, bang, bang!

The sword in Long Boji's hand fell to the ground.

Many of his expressions disappeared in an instant, and his eyes were dull.

There was a hint of coldness in Meiyue's smiling eyes - people who can't hold a sword until the last moment are really weak. Even though the golden body and chalcedony are passed down directly from a large number of families, they are just superficial. Not as good as a seventeen-year-old small town boy from Zhou Tianjing.

But the coldness quickly melted away, falling crystally on the ends of her long eyelashes.

She gently scraped away the tears from her laughter with her little finger, looked at Long Boji and said: "That's not right. Not everyone in Nandou Palace will die. Just like Sanfenxiang Pavilion, they just die and unfortunately end up in the South Territory. This group. You and I are just abandoned people."

There was a glimmer of light in Long Boji's eyes. He slowly recovered and blinked.

"Speaking of which, all the monks in the Tiannan Dou Secret Realm are guarding the gate these days, but I don't know where Master Tianji and Master Qisha have gone?" Meiyue smiled: "They were no longer in the Nandou Palace when Chu State took action, right? It's really true. O prophet!"

As if Long Boji didn't hear anything, he squatted down, picked up the sword on the ground, and without saying a word, turned around and walked away faster and faster. He almost escaped from this side hall.

He came with murderous intent and left in a panic.

The sound of the sword left in this side hall was just a lonely sound of hitting the ground.