Chapter 195: Knights

I do n’t know how far to go, and then look back, the valley pass is only a large area of ​​snow and mist, and the small pavilion has quietly disappeared in the misty white mountains. On the way, I don't see anyone on the road.
Lin was inadvertently embraced by Xiao Shao.
He hugged so tightly that he almost had nothing to do with Lin.
Lin Shu leaned on his chest and let him hold him so tightly.
They often have such moments when their skin is close to their breath, and Xiao Shao's icy cold plum aroma will soak on him for a long time. At this time, Lin Shu always has an illusion, that in the vast world, there are only two of them. He is part of Xiao Shao, Xiao Shao's breath is his breath, and Xiao Shao's bone blood is also his bone blood.
He looked up and looked at Xiao Shao.
Xiao Shao looked down at him.
Lin Shu's voice was a little trembling, trying to calm down: "Why don't you want to watch Yingying?"
So much like Yingying.
Xiao Shao was silent for a long time.
"This is the end of the world," he only said softly, "see you again, only to make her hurt."
Lin Shu closed his eyes, after all, could not help but shed two tears.
This life, the previous life, he has never been like this-so vulnerable, it seems that there have never been tears in the limited memory, but this year, it is so frequent, as if to pay off previous debts.
Yes.
Xiao Shao thought so, and he told himself like that.
The fate of this life, in any case, is here to stop.
"Then I ..." he whispered, "I wouldn't ... add any more hurt."
Xiao Shao: "I am selfish."
Lin Shu buried his face on Xiao Shao's shoulder.
He was afraid he would cry in the next moment.
Xiao Shao hugged him silently.
Lin Shu didn't speak again.
After calming down, I separated and returned to the inn.
On the bed of the inn, Lin Shu took the initiative to kiss Xiao Shao's neck.
Xiao Shao held his shoulder and leaned down to kiss him.
When he was confused, Xiao Shao took him to the mirror.
The floor was covered with soft blankets, his shirt was half unbuttoned, and he knelt in front of the bronze mirror on the floor, with Xiao Shao's hands around his waist.
He looks at himself in the mirror.
In the past, Xiao Shao also forced him to look in the mirror. He didn't understand why Xiao Shao always loved it, but he was never willing to look at it.
Therefore, this is the first time he has carefully examined his body and features.
The white dress with a veil-like texture slipped halfway, exposing the shoulders and half of the arms.
He looked at the handsome and beautiful features of the man in the mirror, his thin red eyes, and his pink skin due to the touch of his skin.
Is this himself?
It's not disgusting.
Xiao Shao touched his bare shoulder with his right hand.
"Does it look good?" He muffled his voice, like the confusion from the deepest part of the night.
The ghost was so terrified that Lin Shu reached out and touched his face in the mirror.
"Does it look good?" Xiao Shao asked again.
The man in the mirror had a surprised look and nodded hesitantly.
Xiao Shao choked his throat, his strength was neither light nor heavy, and he slightly blocked his breath.
"Does it look good?" Again.
Lin Shu knew that he had to force himself to say those words.
He was a little lost, and said, "Good-looking."
Xiao Shao kissed him and said, "Do you like yourself?"
Lin Shu was even more confused, looking at the same confused person in the mirror, and didn't know how to answer.
Xiao Shao said: "Xiao Shao likes Lin Shu, does Lin Shu like himself?"
Lin Shu didn't know.
Whether he likes it or not, he is Lin Shu.
Since the ending is the same, why make a choice?
Xiao Shao was paranoid and asked him over and over again: "Do you like him?"
Originally disliked.
But since Xiao Shao likes it, and this person is not disgusting, can he like Wuya and Wuwu as well?
Lin Shu's fingers stayed on the side of the man in the mirror, and he shouted, "I like ..."
He saw Xiao Shao's eyebrows narrow in the mirror, smiling very tenderly, as if he had repaid all year long wishes.
Xiao Shao said: "Say it again."
Lin Shu: "... like it."
Xiao Shao: "The third time."
Lin Shu: "Like."
...
Forced so much, he said with a voice, but something suddenly fell in his heart.
Or a door that has been sealed for decades has collapsed, revealing things outside the door.
He was stabbed in the eyes in the scorching light, and after adapting, he wanted to cry and laugh.
Old things, old clouds, rotten moss and rotten wood in the corners, the wettest cold soil on the ground, suddenly turned into the lightest floating soil under such hot and shining light. A gust of wind blew over, and it was scattered and scattered to heaven and earth. Nowhere to look.
He remembered certain past events that were difficult to recall, all kinds of bad eyes and laughter, crowded crowds of hot and humid people who could not escape, and slowly, his face was no longer abominable, and the smell was no longer disgusting.
He used to think that such a scene would be his fault. Because he was useless, he was sad and was punished for it.
He seemed to see the time fly by, the crowd dispersed, leaving him alone, standing in a ray of light.
It's not like this.
He likes this person now.
This person deserves to be liked.
No one has done anything wrong.
He reached out to the group of lights, and returned to God, finding that he was still touching the smooth bronze mirror and himself in the mirror.
The chest behind him belongs to Xiao Shao, warm and solid.
Lin Shuzhen bowed his head, opened his five fingers, and looked at his lightly disordered palm prints.
His master Xiu Xian was a bit feudal superstitious, and he showed him palmistry in his youth.
However, Master also knows that fortune-telling gentlemen have more rhetoric and threatened the gentleman to say only bad things and not good things.
The street with a pair of sunglasses reckons that your destiny, lonely star, more ups and downs, injustice, no merit, life is long, and you will die.
Master panicked and asked her how to solve it.
Mr. Deity, one finger, one finger, one finger: "Every time, life is also ... the old man has limited mana, is willing to save people, unable to return to heaven, whether there is a chance to reborn, can only be created by yourself."
He was fascinated, Xiao Shao held the hand, and then covered his palm.
In this way, in the arms of Xiao Shao, in Xiao Shao's hands, he was finally reborn and reborn.
Xiao Shao bit his ear gently and said, "Xian Jun, you will never be confused again."
He pulled down Lin Shu's robe.
The white clothes, like falling clouds, fell on the vermilion carpet and spread out.
He unplugs Lin Shufa.
The flowing blue silk slipped off his shoulder.
Xiao Shao kissed him from the side of his neck and gently licked and bit down.
Lin Shu hugged him, fingers running into his hair.
The red candle swayed, and he took a breath and followed Xiao Shao's movements, slightly pushing his chest up.
In the mirror, he saw a rounded arc on his waist, which Xiao Shao took in his hands.
He closed his eyes, as if trapped in a big dream that would never end.
But day after day, night after night, time passes by like this, twelve hours a day, no more than a moment, no less.
In a blink of an eye, it was more than a month.
He followed Xiao Shao, almost walking through most of the red dusty mountains and mountains, watching the ghosts under his sword more than a day, there were tens of thousands of people, and the blood on the sword was thickened day by day, and one night he opened his eyes It was shocking to see Wu Gu spontaneously glowing with a dim red light in the night.
Sometimes, the causal mirror will float out by itself, and follow them, he does not care about it, and does not explore-no matter what this mirror is, for better or worse, things cannot be worse than now.
Until the end, the heavy murder of Xiao Shao could almost be felt intuitively.
Where he was, there was a faint thunder roar in the sky.
And the folk rumors are getting more and more fierce. On the other hand, the words "Liangzhou has no returning guests" are the incarnation of the evil phoenix, the culprit of this long and eternal night, but his cultivation is unpredictable. Can give birth to a super hero, kill this.
Xiao Shao still only heard nothing.
Lin Shu also looked down on it. It was still the same thing that he said to Guoguo. After all his successes, people have no right to put a beak and leave it to future generations to comment.
The last medicine was also taken for more than 20 days. Xiao Shao had entrusted the familiar master of Dao Dao to prepare the "Ming Fang Zong" medicine according to the ancient Dan Fang, but after the senior heard the rumors, he abandoned the furnace to destroy the medicine. No more refining-In fact, even if he continues to refine, this ancient medicine is not reproducible by the current alchemists.
Only these days, Lin Shu found that Xiao Shao's direction of travel was returning to Fenghuang Villa.
One day in February, they returned to the villa, after which Xiao Shao did not kill anyone again. He went back to his former room and took out the ring jewelry and silk kerchiefs that the girls had stored there, and set up a tomb for them in a quiet valley. Seeds of flowers and trees were buried next to the grave, watered, and fertilized. Ten years later, after their souls returned, they could see deep green trees and lush flowers.
On this day, Lin Shu accompanied him and dug out an altar of daughter red from the phoenix flower tree, opened the sealed mud, and sprinkled it on the grave.
There seemed to be a breeze between the heavens and the earth, and there was a girl's tulle sleeves rushing in front of her, and the scent of fragrance seemed to be pinched at the nose, and then dissipated again.
Heaven and earth were silent, and suddenly I heard the noise from the main entrance of Phoenix Villa in the distance.
Going down the Shanmen Grand Order, you can see the crowds gathered together. There are many of the eight majors, and there are also many other majors. Each of them has a representative in front of it, full of integrity.
Even the wizards of the former Beixia came together for fun. The immortal heroes and the wizards together pulled a huge white and miserable guise, and wrote the four-letter word:
Going for the Sky
.
Xiao Shao led Lin Shu and stood at the highest point of the mountain gate.
Seeing them, the heroes were angry.
Yaoyao heard a strong man mobilize: "Today's heroes are gathered together. I will wait for the concerted efforts to kill the evildoers and wipe out the world!"
They shouted in unison: "Kill the evildoers and cleanse the world!"
He also saw Cangyu and Yue Ruohe, and his classmates with Sanliang Xuegong.
It's just that these people are struggling with reason to try to stop them-but the voice of opposition soon drowned in the shouts of the heroes.
The crowds agitated, marched forward slowly, and the killers came up.
Xiao Shao laughed.
"Heroes." He had a smile in his voice, and the ending was slightly provoked. Zhang Yangzhong was a bit harsh and wishful young man: "coming from afar, it must be hard, and it would be better for you to catch the wind."
The headed man shouted: "The thief must not be crazy! Today in the next year is your death date!"
This is a cliché. Even Lin Shu couldn't help laughing.
Xiao Shao sighed with sigh: "You heroes are just so thin and admired."
Then the conversation turned around: "It's just, where do we go from here? We have plans for the next morning, but today and tomorrow. How hard are you to get humiliation?"
"The wicked bullshit!"
After another generous statement, the two wizards who had been robbed and repaired, and the two wizards who helped with friendship, no matter how much they deceived, violated the morals of the rivers and lakes, pulled swords, pulled swords, Flying all at once, one shot is the biggest killing move, and the momentum is very vigorous, such as Bai Hongzhiri.
The heroes shouted, "Okay !!!"
I saw Xiao Shaomo's black robe sleeve flutter.
Several righteous stunned righteous people were locked in midair, unable to move.
The heroes snored.
Lin looked at them silently.
These people only know that Xiao Shao's killing of mortals is as easy as cutting a mess, and they don't know that his true cultivation has been greatly underestimated.
But Xiao Shao only needs to lightly move a little finger, so that they can know what it means to "take their own shame".
The early birds are sanctioned, and the rest are turned into black people.
Xiao Shao folded his arms, turned around, and sighed lightly: "With the help of the heroes in the world, Xiao Shao can't be ignored in this life."
He went up the mountain.
Lin Shu embraced the piano to keep up.
The heroes followed suit, keeping up with some.
Xiao Shao finally walked over to the offering roof.
Lin Shu stared at him.
He stroked his right hand over his forehead, and gently kissed his forehead.
Lin Shu heard him say, "Treasure."
Lin looked at him sparsely and said, "You ... rest assured."
Xiao Shao smiled: "Take care of your body, practice diligently ... as early as possible in the fairyland, I am waiting for your good news below."
Lin Shu heard himself whispering: "You go."
Xiao Shao went.
Lin Shu hand plucked the strings.
On the way to him, there is a sound of piano, and it can also resolve loneliness.
He went to the center of the altar and lit the candle of worship to heaven and earth.
The heroes stood up, wondering what he was going to do.
But seeing him pull out his knife.
The blood is full of strength like the sea.
Xiao Shao will be worthy of being inserted into the altar of offering heaven.
There seemed to be a flicker of blood rising up to the dim sky.
The faint sound of thunder between the heavens and the earth was suddenly loud.
But seeing him look up slightly, looking at the horizon.
"Xiao Shao, a returnee, has a lot of blood debts and cannot be tolerated."
"In the past, traveling with priests in Beixia led to the case of hundreds of people in Taohuayuan who also rejected the tragic death of the generals in Beiguan. This is the beginning."
"The daughters of the Phoenix Villas died because of me. On July 15th, the fire was burned and more than a thousand lives died because of me. In the long night of the world, the people left, and the dead were numerous."
"Since then, Xiao Shao has been in a terrible state of mind, and the slaughter is unstoppable. He has killed more than 30,000 people in the world. The civil grievances are extremely high.
"Although the bad karma created in the past has remorse, it cannot be indemnified. It is the only death."
Speaking of which, his voice seemed to be lessened: "It's just that all kinds of sins are made by me, and have nothing to do with Lin Shu."
The sound of thunder in the sky was so high that it almost overshadowed his voice.
But when he heard the sound of thunder, he slowly said, "Just ask the sky to descend from the purple thunder, and burn my soul, and never sin."
He said one word at a time: "Xiao Shao asked the heavens and the earth to ask the soldiers for help."
The words landed.
Bright purple thunder, tearing the gloomy sky.
Bing Ge's killing spirit is more than a hundred times stronger than crossing the robbery Thunder.
The gale rose suddenly.
Xiao Shao remained motionless.
At this time he was not like the evil in the population of that world.
No one knows that the blade in his hand is a well-deserved sword.
He deserves nothing in his life.
No shame, no shame.
Blood splattered three feet and ended injustice, but did not touch the body.
Lin Shu's harp first made a sound of killing and felling, and instead had a sense of broadness and chicness. But seeing the sky and the water, Hongyan went north, looking far away, the world is endless.
Kill one person in ten steps, not stay a thousand miles.
When things go, I hide my strength and name.
-This song is called "Xia Ke Xing".
The author has something to say: "Kill one person in ten steps, leave nowhere for thousands of miles, get away with everything, and conceal merit and name."