Qingyun hugged him: "No, grandpa, I can't help you! I'm tired of you!"

Huo Jingyun's expression became cold again, "In that case, don't blame me! Let go!"

The sound of ping-pong-pong-pong fighting started again, the rustling arrows made Qingyun feel that the air seemed to be still

People are still familiar. Gu Fan is facing Zhang Yang, Ling Chen and King Rui are facing Huo Jingyun, Han Zhitao is facing Zhou Kai, Qingyun is facing Liang Hongxiu, grandpa and uncle are surrounded by countless people...

The soldiers with arrows surrounded there quietly, waiting for Huo Jingyun to give an order, but Huo Jingyun did not order.

Chen Heran saw that Qingyun was not Liang Hongxiu's opponent and came to help Qingyun.

The wind in February is still very cold, and the world is full of desolate roars like wild beasts.

Grandpa took them back in battle.

Qingyun suddenly remembered that there was a place to hide on the east side of the valley. She jumped to her grandpa: "Grandpa, go to Moon Valley!"

Chen Youshui said, "Everyone, follow me!"

Behind them unknowingly there was another group of men, dressed in short shirts, holding spears, carrying bows and arrows, and all dressed in black. Drilled out of the dense forest and stopped them.

It was still from Tsing Yi Tang, but it was Chen Chao and Huo Jingyun who stood in front.

Ling Chen stopped and looked at Chen Youshui, "Old Hall Master, you can withdraw. Qingyitang should not kill each other."

Chen Youshui pondered for a moment, and rushed to the front with a large knife in his hand, "Whoever dares to come up today will pass on my old bone!"

Chen Chao led people to stand in front. He stood with a dark face, but blocked their way of retreat and did not rush forward.

Chen Youshui led everyone to prepare to rush over. Daxing's soldiers surrounded Chen Youshui, and the pieces of armor that were instantly killed by Chen Youshui remained.

Qingyun looked around, is this beautiful Qinglong Mountain now turning into a massacre?

She didn't seem to hear any sound in her ears, only the birds flying across the sky flapped their wings and passed over their heads, fluttering and so free.

Qing Yun watched Meng Chai slash a sword at Chen Youshui from behind, Qing Yun couldn't help screaming, Ling Chen glanced at Qing Yun, a stride to protect Chen Youshui, the Canglong sword entangled Meng Chai's sword.

From the corner of Qing Yun's eyes, Huo Jingyun took the bow and arrow in the hand of the soldier next to him and aimed it at Ling Chen.

Before she could make a sound, an arrow flashed past her eyes, carrying a mysterious dark wind in the middle of Ling Chen's chest, where he was stabbed by Liang Hongxiu who was dressed as a blue cloud in the palace a few days ago. One sword.

Qingyun ran over.

A blood flower spewed out in an instant.

The afternoon sun was shining, and the blood burst in mid-air with a dazzling brilliance, splashing on Qing Yun's cold face.

Qing Yun's breathing stagnated for an instant, she stood there blankly, looking at Ling Chen's lonely figure in the cold wind, blood filled her eyes, and everything in front of her eyes became crimson.

Behind him came cheers and shouts of killing. Everyone saw Ling Chen hit the arrow. Once the highest ruler in Daxing, and even the ruler of the Northern Desolate Continent, now they will be killed in this hidden Qinglong Mountain!

Everyone was shaking with excitement.

Ling Chen's body fell straight back!

Zhang Yang pushed Qing Yun away, stepped forward to hug Ling Chen, and carried him on his shoulders.

Numerous people from Ling Chen gathered around and surrounded Ling Chen.

Qingyun saw Huo Jingyun in a silver robe and slowly walked over with a blunt sword in his hand. Qingyun couldn't help but stretched out his hand to hug Huo Jingyun: "Brother! Let him go! Let him go, I will marry you! I am willing to marry you. !"

He stopped, his breath suddenly stagnated, she could not stand firmly, and slowly slipped down in front of him, she knelt on the ground, hugging his leg tightly.

Qingyun, the stubborn woman who never bowed her head, at this moment, she knelt at his feet, begging him, begging him to let the man go! Huo Jingyun's heart was pierced by needles, and he was bitter and hated!

Huo Jingyun looked at Ling Chen who was close at hand: "Qingyun, you, I want to marry, and he will also die. Only if he is dead can you end! We can truly begin!"

Chen Youshui's broad sword was in front and led everyone to withdraw inside. Chen Chao's team was breached by Chen Youshui's lead. After all, he had been the master of Tsing Yi Hall for so many years, no one dared to stop him!

With a blood on his face, Zhang Yang held Ling Chen and withdrew back!

Meng Chai took a look at Ling Chen and saw that he was about to escape, Chen Youshui stood there with Dao Rin, and stopped the people in Qingyi Hall.

Meng Chai grabbed the soldier's arrow and shot it at Chen Youshui. He doesn't know the people in Tsing Yi Tang, he has no feelings for them. He doesn't allow anyone to stop them!

The arrow pierced through Chen Youshui's body, and the **** black arrow was nailed to the winter resistant tree behind Chen Youshui. The red flowers rustle down on the tree, and it is difficult to distinguish which are blood and which are flowers.

Qingyun heard everyone's exclamation, she raised her face to see Grandpa lying there crookedly.

All the people in Tsing Yi Hall stopped, and Chen Chao knelt on the ground.

With blood in Qing Yun's eyes, she stood up and stumbled towards her grandfather. Meng Chai was about to rush forward with her sword. Qing Yun passed by him, walked in front of him, and turned around and gave him a sword.

She looked into his eyes, his unwilling eyes.

He was Huo Jingyun's attendant when he was young. He lived for Huo Jingyun. Now, it is worthwhile to die for his master.

He just wasn't reconciled, he hadn't killed the enemy of the master, the person who hindered the master's progress.

Qing Yun pulled out his sword, and Meng Chai slowly fell to the ground.

Qingyun turned around and ran to Grandpa. She pushed Chen Chao away and held Grandpa in her arms.

Chen Youshui was already out of breath.

Qingyun looked at grandfather's blue face tremblingly. This old man of the military life, the person she missed most in Moshan, is now leaving her.

She placed her grandfather's body under the resistant winter tree, and the two people who came to Tsing Yi Tang, with tears in their eyes, carefully lifted him up.

The entrance to the Moon Valley was in front of him, but Ling Chen and the others could no longer move a step. Chen Chao and the people from Qingyitang also surrounded him, and Huo Jingyun's arrow team all drew their bows and arrows at them.

There were fewer and fewer people in Ling Chen, they were slowly forced to retreat, and finally retreated to the edge of the cliff.

"Qingyun, come here!" Huo Jingyun said painfully.

Ling Chen slowly opened his eyes with Huayan's support. He stood there, holding the Canglong Sword in his hand and slowly walked to the front.

"Brothers of Qingyi Hall, you don't have to follow me, the old hall master has already left, you can leave here." Ling Chen's voice was low but clear.

No one left.

Huo Jingyun rushed up with a blunt sword in his hand. It seemed that he waited too long, and Huo Jingyun didn't want to wait any longer.

Ling Chen raised the Canglong Sword in his hand to greet him.

Ling Chen's gray clothes were stained with blood, and he stood proudly, his face pale.

Huo Jingyun's silver robe was hunting and flying, and there was no more temperature.

Flowing clouds flew, and the wind whimpered. In the silence, the evil spirit was slowly rising.

Qingyun stood between them. She seems to have no other way. The brain is blank, and the usual cleverness and ideas are gone.

In the blink of an eye, the killing was easy to unfold in silence, and the smell of blood permeated.

Short-handedly, one side fought and retreated, and the other side chased.

Ling Chen, Huo Jingyun, the two stood there, motionless, watching the masses ruthlessly, strategizing, as if they had already predicted everyone's ending.

Qing Yun stared at the two closely.

She looked around and found Huo Jingyun's people on three sides and a cliff on the other. What's under the cliff? Qingyun's brain was spinning fast.

Qing Yun stared at Huo Jingyun, Huo Jingyun seemed to sense it, and glanced at Qing Yun. In those eyes, there was no intention to retreat, he told her that he must kill Ling Chen today.

Qing Yun glanced at Ling Chen again, and Ling Chen was also looking at her. A pair of eyes are bottomless. He smiled softly, like a beautiful jade falling into the water, the brilliance flowed. The blood in the chest is like the bright red winter flowers next to it.

"Ling Chen, you are dead, I will let all these people go. I swear." Huo Jingyun said to Ling Chen in a deep voice.

"Big Brother Ling, don't listen to him nonsense!" Huayan next to her jumped over and stood beside Ling Chen.

Ling Chen looked at Qingyun, her eyes soft and watery. Qingyun also looked at him, he had never looked at her so tenderly.

With Qingjun's face, jade-like eyes, pale lips, and tall nose, he stared at her with burning eyes. Qing Yun just wanted to speak, he turned his face.

Ling Chen stretched out his hand and pushed Huayan aside: "Huayan, after you leave, forget us all and live your life!"

Huayan burst into tears, "Big Brother Ling, I will not leave you! Never!"

Ling Chen no longer looked at them, the smile on his face also converged.

He took the initiative to attack, the Canglong Sword snaked forward, wrapped around the blunt sword, and the blunt sword was swung up to the sky. A few blue rays entangled the two of them and went up in a circle. The blue light was filled with purple shadows and then colorful light and shadows. Qingyun knew that it was Ling Chen's colorful blade, his stunt...

They are entwined together like a colorful ball, which looks so beautiful.

Qingyun stared at the two blankly, and in this noisy clank slaying, she could do nothing. She didn't even have a chance to block the sword for them. In front of them, she really was nothing.

He only heard a "bang" in his ears, Huo Jingyun vomited blood, half-kneeled on the ground, Ling Chen fell to the cliff, the Canglong Sword was inserted on the cliff, he held the Canglong Sword with one arm, and the blood was flowing in his chest. To fall into the cliff...

Qingyun staggered towards the cliff desperately. Huo Jingyun was shocked, and caught up with her a few steps and hugged her tightly, but Qingyun couldn't step forward. Qing Yun looked at Ling Chen about to fall down the cliff, her despair and heartache hit like a tide!

Huo Jingyun clicked on her acupuncture point. Almost at the same time, he quickly picked up the arrow next to him. Qing Yun watched him hit the arrow with his bow. The sharp black arrow accurately shot into Ling Chen's **** wound, and blood was splashed. Ling Chen finally fell...

Qingyun opened his mouth, watching Huayan jump down, Zhang Yang jumped down, Han Zhitao jumped down...

Bai Shaoting and King Rui were overturned by Huo Jingyun with sword energy...

Moon Valley was close at hand, they did not arrive after all, Ling Chen's arrow fell off the cliff! Everyone knows that after being hit by Huo Jingyun's arrow, there is no possibility of surviving. What's more, he was already seriously injured before hitting the arrow!

Everyone froze there.

Huo Jingyun clicked Qingyun's acupuncture point, but hugged her tightly.

Qingyun climbed to the edge of the cliff, and Huo Jingyun also came to the edge of the cliff.

Qingyun stretched out his hand to face down, opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

For her, Ling Chen was omnipotent, and existed like a god. She had never thought that he would die.

A mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly and fell on Huo Jingyun's wrist. She fell to the ground crying in despair, her body trembling violently.

"Qingyun, he is really dead." Huo Jingyun said in a low and slow voice.

Qingyun looked back at him, hated, hated, sad, and disappointed...

Huo Jingyun pressed her teeth tightly and hugged her: "Qingyun, he is dead, he is finally dead!"

I don't know whether to talk to Qingyun or myself.

The coach died, and the civil war stopped immediately.

The Shangshan Valley of Qinglong Mountain is warm like spring, sunny, and is flourishing in winter. However, what makes it famous is because a ruler who almost ruled the Northern Wild Continent was here...

The roads are beautiful days and beautiful scenery. The moon in the south river and the snow in Xiling are not like they were back then.

The past lives are elusive, and the iron cavalry is still there. Who was killed in the past?

The bones are gone, the dusk is hidden, and the history is left empty for years!

Qingyun heard someone calling her in her ear, but she didn't want to wake up, half asleep, half awake, deep asleep, her heart was already cold, no matter how she covered it, she couldn't cover it.

She had been dreaming. On Qingyun Mountain, she saved Yuan Xun. Yuan Xun secretly looked at her from her long hair, like a child.

And he took her hand and left from the flowery engagement ceremony, his smiling unruly face...

There are still a lot of fragments, one by one, and it's not clear what life it is. But she can remember his appearance in every life.

The most intersection is this third life.

In the third life, he is Ling Chen. In the dazed lake, she remembered the story the master told her, the story of Qingyun and Yuanxun. At that time, she pestered her master to ask about the story of Qingyun and Yuan Yu's third generation.

It turned out that the master really didn't know.

They have met and entangled life after life, as Aunt Meng said, but is the result now what they want? Can they control it?

What went wrong?

Qingyun fell asleep for a while and was awake, thinking about things all the time.

For the first time in her life, Qingyun felt so fragile, that her life was no longer nostalgic, and the people who had worried her suddenly disappeared, and her heart suddenly became empty.

She didn't want to think, couldn't think about it, didn't even have the courage to open her eyes and face everything in reality.

She was escaping from all this, she wanted to be a bird, a cloud.

She refused to eat, refused to drink medicine, and did not get in.

This time, she watched him fall to the cliff with an arrow.

I heard Xiaojing calling her again and again, talking to her non-stop.

Xiaojing said that the emperor sent a lot of people to look for the original emperor under the cliff, but he did not find the body. He hasn't given up yet. He is still looking for it. He sent a lot of officers and soldiers, and all the people from Tsing Yi Tang were dispatched...

Qingyun knew that Huo Jingyun wanted to confirm whether Ling Chen was really dead. Ling Chen is not dead, he will not feel at ease.

Xiaojing said that the old hall master has been buried, and the emperor released all the people in Tsing Yi Tang who followed the old hall master...

Xiaojing said that King Rui and Bai Shaoting suddenly disappeared after being brought back by the emperor, and their whereabouts are unknown...

Sometimes, there will be a person sitting next to her, motionless. She knew who the faint smell of agarwood was.

Once, his finger gently stroked her lips, stroked back and forth. Her lips had already been cracked with a few big openings, and her lips were hot and painful.

She heard him take a deep breath and said, wake up Qingyun, if you don't wake up, I will die of heartache. Qingyun, everything will pass, and you will forget him sooner or later.