[Rebirth] Chivalry

The beauty Yanmo studies ink, and there are many talented women who study poetry in this gentle town, and the red card girl Yanmo is the first to be recommended.

Although Yan Mo is a delicate and pretty lady, but in front of all these beauties, she looks a little pale.

But now because of her proficiency in poetry, Wufeng Sword Master actually gave her a point!It is conceivable that her net worth in the future can be said to rise with the tide.

Ran Yanmo was not surprised, since entering the door, she quietly waited on the pen and ink.

A poem, a cup of tea.

Spreading out the white rice paper, Bai Junxi pondered for a while, and then began to swipe his pen.

But Wei Mingliu here was a little dazed—the alcohol filled his brain, making it difficult for him to concentrate properly.

In the blink of an eye, he was taken away by the familiar scene in front of him.

Yu Shuhai Wuya messed up a pile of rice paper, tried to write poems but couldn't get the point...

Lin Weisi, who came to visit him and kept stabbing him to persuade him that he didn't have the talent to write poetry, pulled him to sneak past Master Shu Ling, but Master Shu Ling caught him expressionlessly.There is also Yan Buwei who crazily ridiculed himself in the sea of ​​consciousness for not knowing the rhyme at all...

And not far away, under the peach tree, the young Pianpian who is absorbed in the way of the sword...

However, these can never go back.

Wei Mingliu covered his eyes, unable to restrain the corners of his mouth from rising continuously, forming a cold arc of ridicule.

There are many such people in the world—they exchange friendship for benefits, gain status with betrayal, and trample their sincerity with money...

But can you say, are you really qualified to say that he did something wrong?

People all over the world always regard friendship, credibility and chivalry as a measure of a person's right and wrong, but the ruler on the surface is different from most of the rulers in their hearts.

In his Wei Mingliu's eyes, so what if money is more important than sincerity, interests are more important than friendship, and status is more important than reputation?It was measured by the ruler in his heart, and he had the strength to practice it, and use the things he got to save everything!Except for that person, who in the world has the qualifications to criticize!

But unfortunately, people all over the world accused him in every possible way, reviled him in every possible way, and plotted against him.

But the only qualified person treats him as nothing, wants to cut off his robes, and is stingy with giving him even a look.

Wei Mingliu slowly moved his hand away, glanced at Bai Junxi who was concentrating on brushing ink, and laughed at himself in his heart. Back then, he told Bai Shaohua righteously that he would be different from him, but now he felt that he was not as good as Bai Shaohua.

At least Bai Shaohua died in Bai Junxi's arms and was forgiven by the other party.

Lifting the pen, a black shadow pierced in his heart. Wei Mingliu slightly exerted force on the left hand holding the pen, and the wound caused by the ancient sword Jiuyuan burst open, and the bright red blood flowed into the white part along the jade pen. on rice paper.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.Immediately, with that smear of blood, he swept it on the white rice paper very quickly!

When the pen stopped, Yan Mo just finished drinking a cup of tea.

"My lord, did you finish writing it so quickly?" Yan Mo carefully picked up Wei Mingliu's poem, just a little bit of respect rose, but she burst out laughing after reading the content.

"Yan Mo first asks you to forgive me, the poem must be fair." Yan Mo bowed her body and said, "Your... this sentence is amazing, but you copied it from other places, missing a lot of content, really It's..." It's hard to make a poem.

"Oh?" Bai Junxi stepped forward to take a look - I saw four lines written on the white rice paper and its wild cursive, and in a blink of an eye I could only see a shocking dark red "abandoned" character.

Just take a look, even those who have been obsessed with calligraphy for many years will definitely find that the state of mind of this brush stroker is as chaotic as a gust of wind passing by, and what is filled with his heart is either bloody hatred... or the great regret that cannot be fulfilled in a lifetime !

Extreme sorrow and extreme pain are taboos for those who practice the way of swordsmanship!If you continue to maintain this kind of state of mind, you will be insane in a blink of an eye!

One night's thoughts can lead to catastrophe, and people can fall into the devil overnight.

In fact, it's only one night.

This feeling and this scene are also very suitable for the name of Wei Mingliu's One Night Sword.

However, looking at Wei Mingliu again, his face is calm, and there seems to be a faint mocking smile on the corner of his mouth forever, making it impossible to see any flaws.

With a slight movement in his heart, Bai Junxi fixed his eyes on the wild and desolate pen and ink, and said softly:

Those who forsake me are not allowed to stay yesterday;

Those who disturb my heart are so troubled today.

The water will flow even more when the knife is cut off, and the sorrow will be relieved by a toast.

Life is unsatisfactory in the world, the Ming Dynasty distributes flat boats.

Bai Junxi frowned, suddenly unable to describe how she felt at the moment.

Wei Mingliu took the rice paper and laughed, and cupped his fists towards the onlookers: "Everyone is laughing, I am not talented, I have long believed in my heart that this is a game that I must lose, destroying the classics of the past There is really no talent at all!"

Bai Junxi always felt a little weird, but couldn't explain why.So he said casually: "It's quite casual."

A trace of sarcasm flitted across Wei Mingliu's eyes, which happened to be caught by Bai Junxi.

At Yinshi, the sky in the new town just turned pale.

Located north of the center of the new city is a huge lake named Bibo.It is famous for its clear green water and fresh and delicious fish.At night, it is full of fishermen's lights, very lively.

In Bibo Lake at dawn, the weeping willows on both sides dance gently with the breeze, and the sound of insects brought by the wind can be heard carefully, which is very quiet and beautiful.

A small boat parked quietly in the center of Bibo Lake, but the quiet atmosphere was broken after a while—the originally silent lake began to sway with circles of water ripples from a distance, very subtle water treading The sound came from far to near, and when I looked closely, I could only see a very fast red shadow skipping across the water, and finally landed lightly on the leafy boat. The steady steps did not make the boat shake a little bit!

However, before the circles of water waves on the lake completely returned to calm, a touch of white on the shore quickly took advantage of the center of each circle of ripples just stepped out by the red shadow, and his figure was like a ghost, as if standing on the boat in the blink of an eye. among!

However, the water waves on the lake surface, under the gentle step of the man in white, not only did not disperse and expand, but instead were as smooth as a mirror, and they calmed down quickly with all their strength!

"sit."

Except for a small square wooden table, a simple white porcelain teapot, and two teacups, there is nothing else in the boat.

Bai Junxi lightly raised his right hand, first used the real fire in his body to boil the white water in the teapot until it boiled, and then roughly took out some tea leaves from the bag and put them in.

Wei Mingliu raised his eyebrows at this slightly unrefined approach, but did not express any opinion.

Filling up one of the cups, Bai Junxi handed it to Wei Mingliu, but just touching the rim of the white porcelain teacup, Wei Mingliu felt an astonishingly hot scorching wave from his fingertips!

"Hey." Wei Mingliu smiled lightly, and immediately filled his right hand with genuine energy not inferior to the heat of a teacup, and held it directly.

Under the impact of the two qi, the fragile white porcelain teacup trembled slightly, but then the green tea in the cup started to boil again!

Bai Junxi narrowed his eyes slightly, he could see clearly, in the faint smile of the person in front of him, there was clearly arrogance and persistence that were determined not to compromise.

"Bam—!"

With the teacup as the center, the small boat gradually began to tremble slightly. With the escalation of the scramble between the two infuriating forces, the emerald green lake surrounding the small boat suddenly exploded with a bang!

Water splashed everywhere, Bai Junxi withdrew his hand abruptly, and said with a wry smile: "If you don't let go, I'm afraid you won't even be able to see the corpse of the teacup."

Wei Mingliu took the teacup with a light smile, sniffed lightly and took a sip, his face softened a lot.

——If you fight, you must win.Lose or give me death.

Bai Junxi sighed softly, her eyes froze in the emerald green lake.

"Wei Mingliu, why have you infiltrated the Poison Sect repeatedly?"

Wei Mingliu narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and said calmly, "Brother Bai suddenly mentioned why?"

"The secret treasures of Lingchan Ancient Temple, Nanhai Jingxin Sect, and Tanyuan Sword League have all been stolen by you. I naturally don't believe you are asking for money." Bai Junxi smiled lightly, looked into Wei Mingliu's eyes and said, "Tell me your purpose. If you tell a reason, I can give it to you."

Wei Mingliu took a shallow sip, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his tone was slightly sarcastic: "Thank you, Brother Bai, just to ask—Poison Sect is the leader of all poisons. , Can you expel... the soul of a practitioner?"

"Soul-suppressing banners have the effect of fixing the soul, but this method is taboo to be used by those who seize the house. If the body and the soul are not in harmony, at least they will be expelled from the body, and at worst, the soul will be scattered." Bai Junxi patted the storage on his waist lightly With the corners of his lips hooked slightly, he said softly: "Why does Mingliu ask this?"

Wei Mingliu exhaled lightly, his eyelashes trembling slightly along with his heart.

Found it...he found it!

Without waiting for Wei Mingliu's reaction, Bai Junxi raised the teacup in his hand and continued: "This tea is ginger tea from an ordinary poor family. How can Mingliu drink it? Caring for children and grandchildren, hand in hand with partners... This is something that a Wufeng sword master can no longer achieve."

"Wealth is in hand, so why can't we get it?" Wei Mingliu said coldly, his eyes fixed on Bai Junxi, his palms were covered with sweat, and he frantically thought about when would be the safest time to do so: "On the contrary, those things are all Easily destroyed."

Bai Junxi shook his head, "Wei Mingliu thinks so. What about Mingliu?"

Holding the teacup tightly, Wei Mingliu's eyes sharpened, and he raised his eyes to look at Bai Junxi, only to find that his eyes were fixed on him. The eyes were pressing, but unexpectedly there was a comforting warmth.

"So what do you think? Yes, so what, no... so what?" Wei Mingliu's eyes were slightly cold, his throat was sore, and his whole body slowly relaxed, giving people a feeling of exhaustion from walking to the end of the world with a sense of helplessness.

"Could it be that in this world, I, Wei Mingliu, have to consider my own thoughts?"

"As long as the goal can be achieved." Wei Mingliu said softly and seriously: "I, Wei Mingliu, never do or look at meaningless things."

Some things, even if you think about it in your heart, you think it is a luxury.

However, in a flash of his mind, Bai Junxi at the side finally understood!

Why did he always feel that Wei Mingliu had a weird sense of incongruity.

Those who forsake me are not allowed to stay yesterday;

Those who disturb my heart are so troubled today.

I see!That's how it is!

There are rumors in the market that Wei Mingliu spends his days in the brothel Chu Pavilion, but this is... not the kind of affection that a person in the romantic way can write!

To have such deep affection for his old enemy?Really... Bai Junxi suddenly wanted to look up and laugh.

What a One Night Sword Master!What a Wei Mingliu!

Bai Junxi took a deep look at Wei Mingliu, but he felt a little soft in his heart—he finally understood how similar this person was to Bai Shaohua, but he didn't expect, he didn't expect that he would be accused by the world of being unrestrained and despicable The second young master Wei turned out to be...a kind of love that has almost disappeared in the Jianghu!

Bai Junxi's eyes froze slightly. Then, what the Second Young Master Wei did before may all be illusions...

Maybe a truly romantic person has a pair of free eyes and a free heart.

Chaos in the world of mortals, desire for wealth and power, playing command room, but mediocre.However, in this world, there is one thing that can tie your hands and feet, bind your tongue, and control your heart and soul.

All living beings in this world choose their own hardships... Unexpectedly, you, Wei Mingliu, seem to be a smart and easy-going person, but you are also willing to fall.

Who is willing to believe in this vast rivers and lakes?There are only three words for the downfall of the overnight sword master that makes everyone talk about it?

——The three characters are: Wei Ruowu.

"So whether it's capturing the One Night Sword, or being entangled with the Demon Realm...you are all for the wealth and power to get it after you get it?" Bai Junxi smiled and said, "The One Night Sword Master shouldn't do such stupid things."

Wei Mingliu frowned, "What do you mean?"

After pouring some tea on the table, Bai Junxi wrote a word with his index finger - Abandon!

Then he looked up at Wei Mingliu and said, "You are clearly seeking your own death."

"Wufeng Sword Master is so provocative, isn't he also seeking his own death?" Wei Mingliu's tone was provocative, but seeing that Bai Junxi did not respond, he said in a deep voice: "That is my choice."

Nothing to do with anyone.

Bai Junxi looked at the person in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart—although he had a tenacious will unimaginable by ordinary people, but the exhaustion emanating from the depths of this person's soul became heavier and heavier, which was the sign of premature death.

"Wei Mingliu..." Bai Junxi couldn't bear it, and persuaded again: "The love obtained by exhausting means will not last long, it is better to let it go and fulfill it, in exchange for spiritual freedom, don't you realize that your sword intent has been imprisoned by your own obsession Hold on, go on like this..."

If the sword master Yixi is used by the demon world, even if Bai Junxi does not interfere in the world, he will not allow the ground under his feet to be trampled by the demon world, so he can only...

However, "Do everything you can to get love?" Wei Mingliu repeated in a murmur, rubbed his forehead, and sighed with some regret: "Bai Junxi, did you misunderstand something?"

"At this point, it's okay..." Wei Mingliu closed his eyes.He knew how to win the Soul Banner.If he were Wei Mingliu or Yixi Sword Master, he would never be able to defeat Wufeng Sword Master.

For now, this is the only way left.

The mask worn on the face and heart day and night has been peeled off by hand. This person in front of him is by no means the perfect person to listen to and complain about, but...he is tired.

Moreover, there is almost no need to hide.

Opening his eyes, his thin lips pursed slightly, Wei Mingliu turned his sword hand lightly, and left two words on the table.The look in Wufeng Sword Master's eyes was completely different.

He knew very well that as Wei Mingliu or Yixi Sword Master, he would never be able to defeat Wufeng Sword Master.But if you are Mingliu, if you want to protect and defend a person's will, you will never be invincible!

Those two words have no strokes at all, each stroke is correct, with clear and shallow strength, just like the meaning of the two words themselves - no dispute.

"What..." Bai Junxi raised his head, just in time to meet Wei Mingliu's eyes, it was indescribable, what kind of eyes he saw...

The light dark eyes seemed to glow with warm and soft waves, warm and dazzling like deep sea pearls, pure and deep.People can't help but a strong idea arises from the bottom of their hearts - they want to follow the owner of the eyes to wander the world and see all the beautiful scenery in the world.

And the only thing that remains unchanged from before is the determination in his eyes, like a stubborn stone, no matter whether the world is dark or the universe is wild, it cannot force him to move a little bit.

but.

It's not at all...

It's not the eyes that Sword Master Yixi can have!

It's not at all...

It's not the look that a person in the rivers and lakes should have!

"You..." Bai Junxi was completely dumb, a guess suddenly appeared in his heart, and then he met Wei Mingliu's eyes again, and his thoughts were instantly confirmed.

After being stunned for a while, he smiled wryly and said, "You can hide your true nature so deeply...! Wei Mingliu, Wei Mingliu, what are you..."

——Hold the treasure of the world, abandon the wealth and power of the world, laugh at the indisputability of the world, and only seek to remain true to one's heart.

You insist on stepping into the abyss and being stuck in the mud forever, but the purpose is to ask your heart not to change with external things... But Wei Mingliu, do you know that as long as your heart does not change, the mud in the abyss will make you pay for it—in a sharp way At the expense of your life.

Bai Junxi was silent. He knew very well that if Wei Mingliu couldn't hide his "invincible" nature well, he might have been overthrown by various forces and exposed to the wilderness.

And... the casual exposure in front of my eyes is not based on trust, not from the similarity between each other...

But Wei Mingliu was exhausted to the point that he had no energy to hide, he was too tired.

In order not to change his original intention, from the very beginning... he had the will to die!

"By all means? Get it? Get it done?" Wei Mingliu said softly, "No, that's not what Mingliu asked for."

"I'm a little similar to you, that is, I don't fight for my heart... I am bright, and I always do things regardless of the consequences, and only seek my heart."

His voice is as clear as gurgling water and has a penetrating power, as if the tenacious will in it can flow slowly into the depths of the soul through words.

"The direction of my heart is the way I choose."

Wei Mingliu closed his eyes, and said in a shy voice: "From the moment I stepped into the rivers and lakes, my original heart has never changed until today! Everything I do, Mingliu, is the same... I only hope that one person can stand on this ground without any loss. World!"

"Whether it's his body or his will...everything about him, absolutely, cannot be damaged!"

Although Wei Mingliu was sitting in the small boat, he looked calm and gentle from a distance, but those firm words were like the sharpest and most resolute sword of oath in the world!Although he didn't use any inner power and true energy, his whole body was condensed with a frightening sword intent that soared to the sky!

It seems that even if there is a huge collision with the law of balance between heaven and earth, even if the body is turned into ashes, he still has to walk straight step by step towards his original heart!

"Om-"

In an instant, the Yixi sword at the waist trembled and emitted a dazzling silver brilliance as if sensing the sword master's mood!

Bai Junxi held Wufeng tightly, trying to restrain the bloodiness inspired by Wei Mingliu's sword intent, his lungs were full of blood, and his throat was filled with faint fishy sweetness - because of Wei Mingliu's sudden attack, he suffered serious internal injuries!

One Night Sword Master... is so domineering!Bai Junxi couldn't hide the strong surprise and anxiety in his eyes.

Such a person, how could his strength be inferior to that of Jiuyuan Sword Saint Wei Ruowu!

Such brilliance, even the Jiuyuan Sword Master, how could he suppress it!

"Hahaha……"

Wei Ming laughed quickly, then grasped the Yixi sword, and removed the pressure of the sword energy from his body. He reached out and nimbly took away the storage bag tied to Bai Junxi's waist, got up and stepped on the water, leaving only a long howl echoing in the air. Around Bibo Lake:

"This is my way, Brother Bai, do you understand?"