Chapter 1305

Chapter One Hundred and Nine

Where can I find a friend in the end of the world?

A song of pear blossoms fades, only the rose is red in the snow.

A confetti smile, how can the past be rebuilt from the beginning.

A song of reincarnation is bitter, where will you meet again?

A chaotic country, this sword is born extraordinary; floating clouds are not my intention, tens of thousands of years!

Among the floating peaks, Lin Yun was in the vast mountains and forests, and he played five tunes in succession. There is no specific score for each piece, just relying on the emotions in the heart, playing at will.

All the joys and sorrows, joys, angers, sorrows and joys, all the blood and tenderness in his heart are all in the five music scores. Xiaoyin is between the heaven and the earth, between the mountains and forests, full of vitality, blooming brightly.

Each song is his true feelings, the first song is his loneliness and loneliness, and it is also his oppressed pain and torture on the road to the sky.

The second song is for Sister Xinyan, the third song is for Yue Weiwei, and the fourth song is for Su Ziyao.

These are the three most important women in his life. Each of them has an irreplaceable weight. In many cases, they always wait until they are lost before knowing to cherish them.

I didn’t understand it at the time, but the emotions settled in my heart like old wine, the longer I kept it, the deeper the hurt.

For example, Senior Sister Xinyan, he only woke up in shock until now, it turned out that Senior Sister occupies such an important position in his mind.

For example, Yue Weiwei, looking at the jade flute in his hand, immediately showed the girl in red looking back and smiling on the maple forest by the river.

At the first sight of the moon by the Hongye River, the confidant smiled and missed his life. Since then, the love thread is hard to break, and the past can be recalled from the beginning.

Lin Yun looked at the jade flute in his hand, blankly.

In the fourth song, he is brother Su Ziyao, this is his lover for two generations, how bitter reincarnation is. He is Earth Lin Yun and Jian Nu Lin Yun, but the Earth Lin Yun is no longer there, and Jian Nu Lin Yun is no longer there.

There is suffering in reincarnation for two lifetimes, where is the reunion of the king again.

Saying goodbye to Kunlun, Lin Yun spent nine deaths on the road to the sky, only to come to Kunlun when he reached the top. Where can I meet again? When will we meet again?

How can the suffering of reincarnation be compared to a word of love!

In the last song, he sang for the burial sword in his hand, and also sang for himself. We are in the pool, this sword is born extraordinary.

The master of Sacred Sword Mountain sang with his sword, floating clouds are not my intention, tens of thousands of years!

Lin Yun is the same, how could the sword in his hand be trapped under the floating clouds, and one day in the sky.

In the mountains and forests, there are countless sword intents formed into ice crystal-like flowers, full of void, and in the blink of an eye they look like stars in the sky, endless.

Under the night, such a beautiful scenery is amazing.

“Using Xiao Yujian, that’s how it is.”

Lin Yun whispered to himself, at this moment, he fully understood that the essence of using Xiao Yujian is a love word.

There was a flow of heat between his eyebrows, and Lin Yun closed his eyes and felt that the majestic sword intent was accumulating at the center of his eyebrows. He wanted to break something, but he could not hit it for a long time.

“Fourth Grade Sword Intent, is it related to this?”

Lin Yun touched his eyebrows thoughtfully. This was not the first time. When the sword intent had been diligent before, the eyebrows would have moved like this.

It turns out that Xiaoyin will also help me improve my sword intent. Lin Yun thought to himself that, in this way, practicing Xiao is indeed practicing sword.

I really look forward to it, what kind of light this sword intent above the sky can bloom in my hands.

Wow!

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and waved, the sword-inspired flowers dotted in the mountains and forests rose into the sky like a lantern from the mountain.

It’s beautiful, it makes people indulge in nostalgia.

Grade 4 sword intent, I’m afraid it will be so beautiful, Lin Yun said softly.

Cang! Cang! Cang!

Just when Lin Yun was about to leave, among the 108 peaks floating around the Holy Sword Mountain, an ethereal and high-pitched piano sound suddenly sounded. The sound of the piano is like a fairy sound among the peaks lingering in the clouds, and it touches people’s heartstrings in an instant.

What a clever piano sound!

Lin Yun was surprised secretly in his heart. The master of the piano is probably many times more brilliant than the Tsing Yi man in the Sacred Sword Mountain before.

He listened attentively, and could not help but rise into the air, patrolling the sound above the floating clouds.

As he approached, Lin Yun spread his arms, and the clouds were like layers of curtains, uncovering layers in front of him.

When the mist in the clouds cleared, Lin Yun saw the person playing the piano in the pavilion above the peak. There was a woman who was stroking the piano in the pavilion, with her ten fingers like snow, flicking on the strings.

What a nice view!

With just these hands, it can be concluded that the owner of the hands must be a peerless beauty.

Lin Yun looked up, his eyes flashed with surprise, it was her!

The woman was dressed in white, wearing a white gauze hat, and a looming beauty was reflected in the hazy.

I can look closely, but through a mist, I can’t really see my face clearly.

Lin Yun was sure in his heart that she was the mysterious woman in Feiyun Hall seven days ago, the woman in white who was staring at herself secretly.

Lin Yun remained silent, approached quietly, hiding in the clouds and observing.

Click!

The sound of the piano in the hands of the woman in white stopped abruptly, but a string broke, she said leisurely, “Master Lin, since he is here, there is no need to hide. I was waiting for you.”

When someone found out, Lin Yun smiled awkwardly and walked out of the clouds.

He came to the cliff, came to the pavilion, and found that there were already five wine glasses on the side table, and they were all filled with wine.

“The girl is waiting for me?”

Lin Yun asked curiously.

The white-clothed woman smiled and said softly, “I haven’t played the piano for many years. After hearing Young Master Lin’s five flute sounds tonight, I felt a little bit of affection. I regained my old art and wanted to attract Young Master. It made Young Master Lin laugh.”

“Mr. Lin…” Lin Yun said with a smile, “You know my surname, then it seems that it was indeed you that day.”

The white-clothed woman did not deny, and whispered softly: “They said that the road to heaven is a strange person, so I came to see it, it is a strange person, otherwise I really missed a good show. The stranger is like a jade, the son is unparalleled; seven steps into a sword , Climbing to the top of Sacred Sword Mountain, the sound of the avenue, the kendo bell, ringing through the clouds.”

“This is amazing enough. I didn’t expect that Young Master Lin’s Xiaoyin was so accomplished, it really opened the eyes of the little girl.”

Lin Yun was a little embarrassed to be boasted so much, and said softly, “I’m just practicing flute, so there is nothing to be said about accomplishments.”

“But the sound of this flute clearly has the essence of the rhythm, and the sound of the phoenix flute moves like in the sky. But I want to know why Lin Gongzi’s flute sound is so melancholy, and it makes people moving… endless sadness, endless loneliness , Endless joys and sorrows.” The white-clothed woman looked up at Lin Yun, her voice was crisp and sweet, like a jade bead.

The smile on Lin Yun’s face instantly diminished, and he looked quite surprised. He didn’t expect that someone would hear the true meaning of the song, and his face could not help but show a little bitterness.

“Girl, do you want to hear a story?”

Lin Yun was silent for a moment. For some reason, he did have the desire to speak.

“Please sit down, please drink. You say, I listen.” The white cloud woman stretched out her hand.

Lin Yun took his seat, picked up the wine glass, and said with a smile: “It turns out that this wine is really prepared for me, so I’m not welcome.”

He drank it in one fell swoop. It was a glass of strong wine, burning in his throat like a fire. When the wine fell, his internal organs immediately turned and poured into the sea, and his eyes were filled with spicy tears.

“Good wine!”

Lin Yun said loudly, and then said: “This story is really long. In the past, there was a very remote place in a sect. There was a sword slave in a sect. He was so talented and so savvy. Except for washing the sword with one hand, there is nothing, but it is a kind of infatuation!”

Hahaha!

Lin Yun laughed loudly, his laughter was sad, but full of heroism. He was clearly telling other people’s stories, but his tears kept streaming.

As everyone knows, what is this eve, Earth Lin Yun and Jian Nu Lin Yun are already one person.

He is Lin Yun on the earth and the sword slave of Qingyun Sect.

He told Lin Yun’s story about Su Ziyao, about Qingyunzong about the Great Qin Empire, about Xinjue’s death, about the heavy snowfall in the imperial capital.

Speaking of, before leaving the Daqin Palace, the woman who angered him and made him not to be proud.

The sun is shining, so don’t be proud.

The woman in white looked through the hat and white gauze. When Lin Yun talked about this, she couldn’t help but smiled at the corner of her mouth. This guy was very proud.

“Are you really proud of her when you slept?” The white-clothed woman interjected for the first time. I don’t know when, a layer of chill was quietly covered in the pavilion.

Lin Yun, who was half drunk and half awake, didn’t notice. He smiled and said, “How can I be such a superficial person? I am proud because she has me in her heart!”

I don’t know when the five cups of wine have been drunk, Lin Yun poured himself the wine, and said while drinking.

He also doesn’t know why he has no scruples today, maybe it’s hard to find a friend?

Or maybe he did have a lot of stories in his heart, and he wanted to tell people that he was completely defensive in front of this stranger.

He also talked about the road to heaven, talked about the final battle, politely rejecting the opponent, and talked about his heartache, and did not really forget the other party.

There is also Xinyan, he also has a lot of unwillingness in his heart, and his melancholy and pain are borrowed from this.

“Don’t be heartache. If you really have no feelings for these two women, you would be too indifferent and unsympathetic. Maybe, the person you like will dislike you because of it.”

The woman in white said at the right time.

Lin Yun smiled and said: “No, it has nothing to do with her. I never thought that one day I would be troubled by love. The word love is really harder than kendo. It is unforgettable and unforgettable to kill without seeing blood.”

The woman in white said with emotion: “Young Master Lin, it is completely different from what I saw seven days ago.”

Lin Yun put down the wine glass, drunk eyes a little dimly, and chuckled softly: “It can’t be said to be different, but I can’t figure out the old guy’s thoughts. He wants to play, let’s play with him for the time being, but it seems that the game is a bit bigger.”

He drank and talked, and in the end he was obviously drunk. He got up and drew with the other party, telling the other party what the meaning of the five songs he had just played.

At the end of the talk, Lin Yun fell drunk in the pavilion, still muttering to himself in his dream.

When dawn still broke and the vast sea of clouds was covered with golden light, Lin Yun opened his eyes leisurely. He was wearing a white fur coat, the sun shone on his face, and Lin Yun lazily opened his eyes.

“Where is this?”

Lin Yun woke up in shock, and looking around, the pavilion was empty.

Lin Yun slowly remembered until he saw the wine glass on the table, and then looked at the white fur coat on his body, and smiled bitterly: “It’s really shameful to be drunk.”

He stood up swayingly, raised the cup, and licked the remaining wine drop by drop.

Afterwards, he wiped the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: “This wine is really good.”

Wine is good, but I don’t know if this woman in white is a good person.

Lin Yun shook his head, not thinking too much, he passed through the vast sea of clouds. After half a stick of incense, he returned to Ting Fengju, a small figure in the middle of Ting Feng was fiddling with his hair.

Lin Yun’s eyes lit up, it was Xiao Bingfeng, she had returned from Ye Ziling.

Xiao Bingfeng raised his head when he heard the sound, Lin Yun was shocked instantly, and all the drinks he drank last night were shocked.

Seeing the little ice phoenix disheveled her hair, her hair was numb, and her hair was like a sparrow’s nest. There was a bright round blush on his cheeks, and there were a lot of black pockmarks on his cheeks. The most terrible thing is that he is still wearing a rustic red cotton-padded jacket.

Lin Yun stepped back, scared: “Where did the monster come from!”

Xiao Bingfeng choked a few times when he heard the words, and then sat down on the ground, crying with a wow: “Woohoo, Lin Yun, you bastard, this emperor doesn’t want to live anymore!”

[Chapter two arrived, thanks to Yu Qingfeng’s four million aspect coins for the reward, I realized that he is the No. 1 local tyrant Yu Qingfeng, the Yu Qingfeng of the Huya bottle family. But more happily, his other identity, he is an old book friend of Xianwu. The Azure Dragon King, Thousand-Year Fire, White-clothed Swordsman, Chu Chaoyun, Emperor Wuwei, Mo Chen, Liu Ruyue… Who else remembers these? One hundred thousand celestial friends back then did not know where they are scattered now. I’m back…Is everyone back? If you can, come and take a dip, I’ve been very tired these days, but I really miss you guys now. 】