Chapter 1865 [Shang Xie] Forget the Past
In the stagnant air, the figures of two people moved in an instant, one backward and the other forward. The stagnant sound of rain suddenly fell, like the pouring sea water pouring back into the sky and earth.
When the figures, one in black and one in red, crossed each other in the vast rain, the sound of the swords colliding sharply cut through the air, instantly creating large ripples in the rain.
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The next group of the sect leader's personal guards followed the traces of battle and rushed towards the cliff from afar.
The man with his back to the approaching troops looked at Xia Fuyi. Countless complex and indistinguishable emotions flashed across his dark eyes at that moment, but those emotions soon sank into his eyes and turned into the most common smile on his face.
Light, romantic, and nonchalant.
"Don't let me see you again, Xia Fuyi."
Hua Yan's slightly cold laugh was still lingering in her ears. The man had already put away the sword across the girl's neck and reached out to push her gently.
The water-red sleeves of her dress were blown up by the wind, and then she fell into the depths of the cliff.
The man's face flashed before the girl's eyes, and what was finally reflected was the sky that she had seen for ten years in Piaomiao Mountain.
The raindrops fell into her eyes, as if falling into the sea, so calm that not a ripple appeared.
On the cliff, the man quietly watched the streak of red fall into the endless woods below. He didn't put away his sword until it disappeared. He turned around and greeted the large number of guards. He said calmly,
"After the rain stopped, we searched the mountain and found that Pavilion Master Xia had fallen down."
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She woke up in a blood-red sunset.
The winding mountains in the distance are separated from the sight by a thin layer of clouds and mist, and are gradually disappearing from sight.
The carriage moved slowly forward, shaking her.
She blinked, her black eyes were warm and innocent, like a newborn baby, with clear pupils.
It felt like I had been sleeping for a long time, and when I woke up, all the past was forgotten.
The Misty Mountain where she had lived for ten years was now just a passing fog, strange and distant.
She fell into a daze and closed her eyes again in the cradle-like rocking. When she woke up again, she was already in the bustling city, and the green mountains were no longer in sight.
No one knew who had brought her to a small town. The girl ignorantly drank the medicine and ate the food brought to her by the waiter every day. After a month passed in this inexplicable way, she was finally "invited" out by the shopkeeper in a friendly manner.
"Your money has run out, and the person who brought you here hasn't come back to pay. We can't do anything about it."
The shopkeeper said this with a guilty look on his face, but he sent the girl out of the inn without giving her a chance to refuse.
People were coming and going on the street, with the sounds of hawking and laughing continuing, surrounding the girl in a noisy atmosphere. She stood there for a long time, and finally chose a direction at random and walked slowly forward.
I don’t know where I came from, and I don’t know where I’m going.
She walked alone from spring to summer, and from summer to autumn.
Finally, in the winter in a border town, she met her future master.
It was an evening without a sunset. The wind was cold and biting. Small snowflakes were blowing in the deep blue, almost black sky. The lanterns that had just been lit made clanging sounds in the wind.
Under the dim light, the simply dressed girl wiped the wine from her lips, stood up with the empty wine jug, and prepared to go back to her nest to sleep.
Just as she turned around, the old man who was already drunk and unconscious suddenly called her.
"Hey, beggar girl."
She tilted her head. This old man had been competing with her in drinking for several days, and she had never been able to beat him. However, apart from that, they rarely talked. This was the first time that the old man took the initiative to call her.
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