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    Author of Qing Sanskrit Song: Garland Green smoke curls up, inside the bamboo curtain, there is a pot of warm wine and a bamboo flute.  Outside the curtain, a young man in white was sitting on his knees, unrolling a roll of silk that had just been untied from the pigeon's feet.  ¡®Master, three senior brothers came to report that the master of Fengyi Sect was surrounded and killed by the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation and died in the battle.  ''knew.  As if he was indifferent, the man behind the curtain agreed casually and picked up the wine bottle.  ¡®You¡­just step back.  ¡®Amid the bustle of footsteps, no one heard the slight sound of wine dripping onto several cases, and the crisp sound ofthe jug suddenly breaking.  Silently, the man raised his hand, turned his wrist, and poured the full glass of green wine onto the ground. After that, the porcelain cup, as clear as jade, drew an arc across the window and disappeared silently.  She is still dead after all.  Waving my sleeves, I opened the door, the north wind howled, and my eyes were filled with flying snow like pear blossoms.  Huiyao Huiyao.  I can't avenge you!  1. When I was young, I stroked my sword and wandered alone in the shaded ground, with clear shadows swaying in the wind.  The horse's hooves hit the ground leisurely. The man in Tsing Yi looked around leisurely at the wild grass and flowers on the mountain road, and suddenly frowned slightly.  There is murderous intent.  With a hand on the saddle, the man in green transformed into a stream of light and jumped up. After only a dozen or so ups and downs, he saw a small sedan moving along the narrow mountain road in front of him. In the surrounding deep forest, the long grass was faintly swaying.  The man in green frowned and was about to make a sound when suddenly a loud arrow swung down from above his head, and dozens of bright long knives flashed, surrounding the sedan from all sides.  Before the bandits could say the word "robbery," the two bearers were so frightened that they squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, wishing they could dig a hole and crawl into the mud.  With a flash of white light, the sedan curtain was opened with a long knife, and the greedy eyes of the bandits immediately turned fiery.  ¡®What a beautiful girl!  ''Our brother is really crazy'' In a simple bamboo sedan, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl curled up into a ball as hard as she could, with the color on her cheeks already gone.  The bandits were already swarming over in a chaotic manner. The one closest to him was about to catch the girl's clothes when he suddenly paused and then let out a long scream!  ??The cry didn¡¯t end. Outside the sedan, the man in green clothes walked away with the knife. A continuous ball of sword light flashed around the sedan, and every time a bandit fell down.  In a moment, dozens of people on the mountain road fell to the ground in a mess, and the screams of the first person still echoed in the forest.  The man in green clothes casually returned the long sword to its sheath, flicked the hem of his long coat, and then calmly turned around.  "Girl, don't be afraid" "Who told you to be troublesome!"  'The girl's autumn-like eyes were naturally bright and bright even when she was angry. The man in green was stunned for a moment in the blazing gaze. A white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and he saw that the girl was already standing on the mountain road.  ¡®Why am I so troubled?  ¡®Looking at such a pretty face, one really can¡¯t get angry. There is a smile in the voice of the man in green.  ¡®And you said you were fine!  They had planned well. If they snatched me, they would definitely offer it to the village master. Then I would take a free sedan chair to go up the mountain and capture the thief and the king.  It¡¯s okay now, you¡¯ve got everyone killed!  Tell me how to compensate!  ¡®Isn¡¯t this too troublesome?  The man in green was dumbfounded and was about to retort when he saw the corner of the girl's mouth curled up slightly, her eyes slightly curved upwards, a playful look flashed across her beautiful eyes, and for some reason, a smile suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart.  You two looked at me and I looked at you, and couldn't help laughing loudly at the same time.  In the long laugh, the man said, and said, ¡®I¡¯ m reckless.  'While saying that, he didn't even get up. He tilted his head slightly and was already on the top of the tree. He was far away in the blink of an eye.     'Hello!  you you!  "The girl had no time to shout, so she stopped and said to the two bearers who were shaking in a ball: "You guys take the sedan away, I won't sit on it anymore."  ¡®Floating on the tree, I hurriedly chased after him.  Unexpectedly, the man's lightness skills were far beyond her imagination. No matter how hard she tried to catch up, she still saw the green shadow getting further and further away.  The girl had only arrived halfway up the mountain, and there were already sporadic screams and bloody smells blown down by the mountain wind.  With her clothes fluttering, the girl increased her speed to the extreme, and there was a slight sweat on her forehead when she stepped into the village.  The killing was obviously over. In the pool of blood on the ground, the man in Tsing Yi was returning the knife to its sheath. When he heard her footsteps, he turned around and nodded slightly to her.  That was the first encounter between this legendary pair of men and women.  She knew that his name was Jing Wuji, and he also knew that she had a beautiful name, Fan Huiyao.     that is it.  "Other than that, it's just like the wind blowing on the water, passing by quietly without leaving a trace.  2. Lying in Pingzhou covered with frost. It has been many years since then.  He went from an ordinary disciple of the Demon Sect to the heir designated by the leader of the Japanese Sect of the Demon Sect, and all the ups and downs in the Central Plains martial arts were brought to his desk day by day - soHe knew that four years after she disappeared, she was like a new star rising in the martial arts world of the Central Plains. She was invincible with the light of her sword. So he knew that she had become the young master of Fengyi Sect, an originally inconspicuous little girl.  The sect was growing gloriously in her hands; so he knew that she was always surrounded by countless admirers, but she vowed never to marry; then he knew that her martial arts had been ranked among the top masters in the world, and she had become a popular name for everyone.  The heroine whom he admired; he even knew which day she had a few new scars on her body, which day she fell ill in the inn, traveling in a desolate way, without any friends The news about her is getting denser every month.  .  His master, the leader of the Demon Sect at that time, once inadvertently pointed to a piece of information and said with a smile: 'Wuji, I'm afraid this woman will be your biggest opponent in the future.  'He nodded silently, but the shadow of a bright-eyed girl with a coquettish smile flashed across his heart.  It was just a flash.  Until that day.  Traveling around the Central Plains.  In the inn, homing pigeons flew over, and after a moment, a disciple quietly opened the door and knelt down on one knee.  ¡®This is to inform the young sect master that Fan Huiyao will marry the young master of Heifeng Village. The wedding invitations have been sent out and guests from all over are invited.  ¡®She¡¯s getting married?  After counting on his fingers, Jing Wuji burst into laughter.  Eight years have passed since the last time we met. She is now in her twenties, and she is already at the age where she should get married.  Since you have nothing to do, why not go see an old friend?  Wearing a green shirt and a small gift, Jing Wuji felt extremely relaxed and happy when he stepped into Heifeng Village.  The mountains are decorated with lanterns and colorful lights, and the place is full of laughter and noise. Being among them, people's mood improves unconsciously.  It seems that Heifeng Village attaches great importance to their bride, and she should live well - Jing Wuji thought irrelevantly.  However, when the bride walked step by step on the red carpet, Jing Wuji secretly tightened his grip on the long knife at his waist.  There is something strange.  The woman hidden under the red scarf could not clearly see her expression. Her figure was steady and her steps were solemn. Her martial arts had reached a level that was completely different from what it was eight years ago. With Xi Niang's support, she was moving like an arrow.  , on the verge of breaking out, Jing Wuji even smelled the mixture of blood and sharp blades!  So, among the shock of all the guests in the hall, only Jing Wuji held an almost expectant mood, and saw the flash of Xue Liang's sword, and the groom at the wedding, the young master of Heifeng Village, screamed in agony, and his body was covered in blood and flesh.  In the wedding hall, the red robe flew into pieces like bloody butterflies.  Among the guests who retreated in panic, Jing Wuji stood still, silently watching Fan Huiyao standing in the court with a sword in hand.  Under the cold light of the sword energy, his white clothes as cold as frost and snow seemed to be burning.  That was no longer the pretty, naughty girl he remembered eight years ago, but it was exactly the image he had sketched out in his heart every day for eight years.  Beautiful and dazzling like a red phoenix bathed in fire, awe-inspiring and noble like a plum blossom fighting in the snow.  She looked back coldly in the pool of blood, her eyes passed over Jing Wuji, and then turned away without stopping.  If you don¡¯t know each other.  The next moment, many masters from Black Wind Village rushed forward with roars of anger, drowning the woman in snow clothes in an instant.  Jing Wuji stood aside and watched coldly as the subordinates of Heifeng Village surrounded Fan Huiyao.  Well, there are a lot of people from Heifeng Village today. The forty-eight guardians and the village owners of the one hundred and eight sub-villages are all here. Plus the leaders who are constantly pouring in, I am afraid there are at least five or six hundred  pity.  Jing Wuji looked at the green light that exploded in the middle of the crowd and smiled coldly. This kind of martial arts was just for Fan Huiyao to kill.  But, having too many people is a bit troublesome after all. Just the swords cutting down from all directions are enough to give people a headache for a while.  I didn¡¯t see how he acted, his body floated gently as if he was not under any force, he landed on the beam silently, and then he raised his hands downwards.  A huge momentum swept out, and those with weaker martial arts stumbled involuntarily.  Seeing Fan Huiyao swallowing his sword light and rushing out, Jing Wuji smiled with satisfaction, lay down on his side on the beam, gathered his breath, and looked down from above.  After eight years of not seeing each other, that girl¡¯s kung fu has really improved a lot.  Apart from anything else, looking at her weaving in and out of the crowd, her qinggong, not to mention shocking, can also be described as as graceful as a stunning dragon.  What is even more touching is her swordsmanship. The sky is filled with green sword light. The fast sword seems to have exceeded the limit that the human body can reach. With a light touch, a bloody rainbow passes by, and life and blood spurt out together.  This is a picture made with blood and ink, and the turning and moving snow-white figures are the brightest color in it.  For some reason, the figure that was still elegant and luxurious in the brutal fight reminded him of an ancient poem: The sword energy in thousands of mountains is lonely in the snow.  It¡¯s such a loneliness that is so deep and cold Jing Wuji¡¯s brows wrinkled slightly.  It shouldn't be like this, no oneKnowing that rushing out is the best option, why is she still fighting here?  Below, Fan Huiyao is really in a hard fight.  Her Gale Sword Technique has not yet been fully developed, and her internal strength is gradually unable to support the lightning-fast sword moves. Her body slows down a little, and her back is painfully painful, and she has already received two scars.  However, her temperament was extremely tenacious, and she swiped two swords with her backhand. The enemy behind her screamed and fell down. She followed the long sword and circled, drawing a beautiful arc in front of her, protecting herself and rushing out of the circle.  ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????OUT OUT off a low whistle in the distance, followed by loud noises, and a rough voice yelled: 'That old woman has escaped, take this down!  'Fan Huiyao felt relieved: Master has been rescued, it's time to rush out As soon as she relaxed, she felt strange pain in many places on her body.  By this time, she no longer counted the injuries on her body. She only felt that her body was getting colder and colder, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a dark shadow. If it weren't for her amazing perseverance, she could hardly hold the sword.  Fan Huiyao gritted her teeth, managed to take a breath of energy, and slowly straightened her shoulders.  At that moment, her white shirt was stained with blood and her whole body was crumbling. However, everyone who came into contact with her sharp and abnormal eyes could not help but take two steps back.  It would be a pity for such a person to die here.  Looking at her tall and straight figure from above, Jing Wuji instantly made up his mind and said via voice: 'I'll open a way for you, rush out!  'As he spoke, the long knife in his hand vibrated and turned into thousands of fragments. He used his inner strength to throw it downwards!  Jing Wuji's martial arts at this time can already aspire to be the number one young master in the Central Plains. Is it unusual to use all his strength?  Seeing three handfuls of fragments being thrown out one after another, and no one could stand in the wedding hall until the door, Jing Wuji shouted: 'Let's go!  ¡® 3. Drifting with the current, letting things go¡¯ Fan Huiyao groaned and woke up leisurely, feeling pain all over his body as if it was being torn apart.  She lay in the darkness and thought about it silently: She remembered that during the battle in Black Wind Village, she had help from others, and she broke out of the siege with her body and sword.  At that time, she was seriously injured and struggling to run on the mountain road. She could only tap a few acupuncture points on herself to stop the bleeding, but it was not enough.  Thenthen I took a deep breath, my internal energy was functioning normally, and there were no restrictions on my body.  The quilt surrounding her was warm, soft and thick, and a faint medicinal fragrance came from her nose.  After calming down, Fan Huiyao heard a girl whispering outside.  ¡®That girl inside is so beautiful!  Could it be that the young master likes her?  ''Maybe!  I hugged her all the way back and kept holding her hand, even when I was binding my wounds, I couldn't bear to let him go!  ''What are you talking nonsense about?  The young master was using his inner strength to keep her alive. I heard that the girl was seriously injured!  ¡ª¡ªHey, young master!  With a creak, the door opened, and a man slowly walked in. He looked at her face and said with a smile: "You're awake."  ¡®The voice was deep and deep, and it seemed familiar.  "Thank you so much for saving me, may I ask your benefactor's name" Fan Huiyao struggled to get up to say thanks, but was held down by the man: "Don't move."  You were seriously injured, with thirty-seven large and small wounds all over your body, and you were in a coma for three days.  'After a pause, he said again: 'You really can't remember me.  'Has she met this man before?  Fan Huiyao bit her lip and struggled to remember, but she couldn't remember it anyway.  But the man had already walked to the door, turned around and said: 'Take good care of yourself.  Don't worry, no one can touch you here.  'A flash of inspiration flashed, and Fan Huiyao lost her voice and said: 'It's you!  You are¡ªyou are Jing Wuji!  'The man who looked back calmly with blood all over the floor, the man who was three parts cold, three parts decisive, three parts arrogant and a little gentle, the man who had only met her once, the first person she saw when she first debuted.  The young masterit's him!  It's him!  It was because of meeting him that I realized that my kung fu was far from enough to travel around the world, so I went back to my master to practice hard, and by chance, I got a fragment of the "Taiyin Heart Sutra"; it was this person who made me realize the power of the world for the first time.  Cruel; now, he had saved her again Fan Huiyao stared at the tall figure blankly, with mixed feelings in her heart.  ¡°It¡¯s you in Heifeng Village too¡­¡± ¡°That¡¯s right.  ''Why?  ''It would be a shame for someone like you to die.  ¡¯ He pondered for a while and finally said: ¡®I received the news that your master has been rescued.  In your battle, most of the forty-eight guardians of Heifeng Village died, and more than 40% of the 108 village owners died. Now the world is shaking, and Heifeng Village is searching for your traces.  'He said slowly: 'What do you want to do?  'what to do?  Fan Huiyao's lips curved into a sneer: 'If I don't avenge this, I swear I won't be a human being!  ¡®In the next three months, Jing Wuji quietly watched this woman bloom with astonishing light.  She only stayed with him for seven days to recover from her injuries. As soon as she was able to move, she spread the news.  Within three months, this woman continued to travel around the world, inviting heroes from all over the world to gather together to conquer Black Mountain Stronghold.  Taking advantage of the heavy losses in the power of Heishan village, powerful people from all walks of life made trouble. With Fan Huiyao's mediation, the once-prominent Heilongjiang wasThe cottage became a thing of the past in a blink of an eye.  ¡°He once said to her: ¡®If you want, I can destroy this village for you.  'The tone was calm and clear, just like when he casually said that he would kill all the bandits for her.  Fan Huiyao smiled lightly: ¡®No need.  ¡®There was one sentence she didn¡¯t say: I¡¯ve asked you to save me once, and if I rely on your words this time, what qualifications do I have to stand side by side with you?  4. Love is off When Heifeng Stronghold collapsed, Jing Wuji was not with Fan Huiyao.  He just sent a short note: "The moon is bright and the wind is gentle. It's such a good night. It's a pity that I can't spend the night with you."  ¡®He also has his own things to do. Since Fan Huiyao has not spoken, there is no need for him to run around with her every day.  As for the 'young heroes' and 'confidant friends' whom she usually responded to - Jing Wuji didn't even bother to look at them.  In the next few years, the two went their separate ways and only met occasionally.  Fortunately, the Demon Sect's intelligence network was extremely developed. Several times a month, they would receive a message from the other party - 'It will be snowing in the evening, and I will have a stove and a glass of wine. This will be a happy life!'  It's a pity that I can't do the same thing as you.  ¡®A small jar of sweet and mellow pear blossom white arrived at the same time.  ¡®There will be less and more, and life will be like this!  Last night, the winter plum blossoms were blooming in front of the window, and I wanted to send a sprig of spring.  ¡®If there is a faint fragrance floating on the letter, it will last for a long time.  ¡®In late spring in March, the grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River, and the new green is a welcome sight.  But seeing the people displaced, I can't bear it.  I should plan it.  'The handwriting is straight and steep, and the ink is dripping. I imagine that the sender's heart is full of pride.  ¡®When you visit Tianmen Village, the mountains are vast and distant, and the hustle and bustle is gone.  However, there are people who live in such a high place to avoid the Qin Dynasty. In troubled times, they are more fierce than tigers, which is really regrettable.  'Every time Feihong interacts with each other, there are only a few words, as if they are carelessly scrawled in the excitement. There are some things that the two of them never mention in a tacit understanding.  However, there is something secretly growing, soft and fine, tightly surrounding the man and woman, silently However, what cuts through this soft and fine mesh is also a flying pigeon.  short note.  ¡®The heroes are vying for the throne, and the livelihood of the people is very difficult.  I want to unite the world and save Guizhou and Li from water and fire.  ¡®Holding this piece of silk tightly, Jing Wuji sighed.  Huiyao, Huiyao, why are you doing this?  A woman, no matter how strong she is, cannot dominate the world.  When he sighed like this, he was planning the next battle with Yang Laosheng, and Fan Huiyao had already walked into Li Yuan's army tent. After a long conversation overnight, there was a woman named Ji Xia beside Li Yuan.  5. Today, when I see you, I will fight with you as if you haven¡¯t seen each other.  They would have been short -distance, and they had a coincidence that they could get together for two or three months.  Both of them were open-minded and didn't think there was anything wrong with getting along like this, so they just let it go.  After Fan Huiyao joined Dayong, he traveled all over for Li Yuan to win over powerful families in various places, and his affairs were busy.  Not only did the two never have the chance to see each other again, but they also gradually drifted apart from each other through letters.  When they met again, both of them were surprised by the other's reborn temperament.  Jing Wuji became more calm and sharp, as if he had the demeanor of a generation sect leader, but Fan Huiyao became more noble and refined day by day.  Even though the two of them were deliberately restrained and were sitting in the grass hut of a country tavern in common clothes, others still peeked over at them one after another.  ¡®This country brew has a unique flavor.  Jing Wuji poured a bowl of turbid wine and pushed it over with a smile, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Miss Fan's style is still better than before."  ¡®He poured himself another bowl and drank it all in one gulp.  ¡®The sect leader was joking.  Fan Huiyao raised the wine bowl and took a sip. "Although the countryside is good, it is a pity that there are wars and rogues from all directions. Maybe if you and I leave the village today, tomorrow this place will be destroyed by war."  ''It is exactly what is said in prosperity, the people suffer; in death, the people suffer.  Jing Wuji said leisurely, "The Eastern Jin Dynasty lost its way, and the princes rose up together. It took more than one person to turn the tide in troubled times."  With our martial arts talents, we can only choose a wise master and help him unify the world, so that we can stop the war and save the people.  Yang Laosheng occupies the Central Plains, with fierce generals like clouds, and tens of thousands of elite soldiers under his command, making him the best armored soldier in the world.  What does Miss Fan think?  ¡®Looking steadily into her eyes, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.  Fan Huiyao lowered her eyes slightly and smiled faintly.  "When it comes to military power, Yang Laosheng is naturally the most powerful. However, he is also an overlord. He only lives up to his reputation for bravery and cannot become a great weapon."  Dayong Li Yuan has the people in mind, and his political leadership is austere. If this person wins the world, he will be able to rest with the people.  ''So, Miss Fan is determined to get Li Yuan.  'Jing Wuji sighed softly.  ¡®Will the sect master give up on Yang Laosheng?  Fan Huiyao chuckled.  With their status today, there are some things that no longer need to be said.  What's more, in this troubled world, the connections between her Fengyi Sect and Dayong, and between his Demon Sect and Yang Laosheng are all intricately linked, so it can't be said that they can be cut off.  Meeting each other today is just a matter of doing human affairs.    Jing Wuji stared into those bright eyes, and finally swallowed the words that came to his mouth.  Although he knew that once he faced an enemy, the friendship that had lasted for several years would be severed, how could a man like him ask her to quit?  Her proud temperament is nothing but self-humiliation.  Either wait until he defeats her openly on the battlefield before revealing his feelings, or there is no need to say anything!  ¡°Li Yuan is an extraordinary person. In less than two years, he will face Yang Laosheng head-on.  ''At that time, it will just be everyone's own master, so why should the sect leader take it to heart?  Fan Huiyao leaned forward with a smile, filled another bowl for Jing Wuji, and drank it all himself first.  ¡®It¡¯s well said, when we meet on the battlefield, there will be no hatred between life and death.  But I'm not open-minded enough.  "After drinking the wine in one gulp, Jing Wuji felt a burning aroma of alcohol rushing straight into his chest and abdomen. He suddenly felt heroic and threw the bowl away, let out a loud roar, and walked out the door without looking back.  He did not look back, nor did he dare to look back.  So he didn't know how long Fan Huiyao, who was staring at his back, had been sitting in this country shop in a daze.   Although everyone is his own master and has no hatred in life or death, Jing Wuji, after rescuing me twice and reciprocating for many years, can I really take action against you?  6. Washing the Qingqiu with Pockets of Ink ¡®Fengyi Sect Master Fan Huiyao Taijian: I have been asking questions for a long time, and I am thinking about it all the time.  Today I heard that the scenery of Sheshen Cliff in Huashan Mountain is extremely beautiful. Looking forward to it in August, I would like to have a drink with the master to discuss the general trend of the world.  Momen Jingwujinqi.  'The snow-white paper and the tall handwriting are just like the three or two lines of words carried by flying pigeons in the past.  Nothing has changed.  In front of the visitor, the master of Fengyi Sect, who was already respected by all and radiant, smiled slightly and said calmly: "Please reply to your sect leader and tell me that Fan Huiyao will be on time for the appointment."  'Sending the messenger away, Fan Huiyao turned around and went in. After closing the door, she felt her heart pounding and her knees could barely support the weight of her body.  Is he coming?  He wants to fight with her?  This is supposed to be a fight to the death Otherwise, why would we choose such a dangerous place as Sheshen Cliff?  ¡°For so many years, Jing Wuji¡¯s martial arts has always been superior to hers. In terms of martial arts alone, she is more dangerous than others. What¡¯s more, she doesn¡¯t know if she can do it.  However, Fan Huiyao stood up straight. No matter what, she must win!  Dayong, whom she worked so hard for, has not yet unified the Central Plains. No matter what, she must not lose!  After hearing the envoy¡¯s report, Jing Wuji could only sigh in silence.  They didn't see each other for several years after their separation, and they didn't even exchange letters.  The conflict between Yang Laosheng and Dayong finally heated up. Through their respective intelligence networks, Jing Wuji kept paying attention to the woman's every move. With her current status, there should be a steady stream of news sent to her desk!  I wonder if her eyes stayed even for a moment when she saw the news about him Is this another kind of "the world is as close as our neighbor"?  Jing Wuji sometimes thought with a wry smile.  As the master of the Demon Sect, he led a large number of disciples to charge into battle, exchanging blood for fame and glory; while Fan Huiyao, after subduing many powerful men, relied on her peerless martial arts and unparalleled ingenuity to assassinate the opponent's leading general.  On their respective battlefields, they are all writing their own legends and history.  "It's a pity that neither personal bravery nor conspiracy to assassinate can change the direction of history. The wheels of troubled times roll forward slowly but unstoppably.  Fan Huiyao's vision at the beginning was indeed accurate. As a result, the strength of Dayong, who had a clear political system, was indeed superior to that of Yang Laosheng, not to mention the great help of Baidao of Wulin.  "Fan Huiyao is really an amazing woman. She grew up in the grass and fields, but she shines brightly in troubled times. Her peerless martial arts and wisdom are like a gift from heaven.  Jing Wuji sighed slightly, it seemed that he and her were no longer destined to be together after all.  After several years of fighting, the Demon Sect and Fengyi Sect have become life-and-death rivals. Disciples from both sides have retaliated cyclically, and the indelible blood has created an insurmountable gap between the two.  Jing Wuji finally issued an order to assassinate the famous generals of Yong Dynasty.  Although Yang Laosheng is indeed not as popular as Dayong in the hearts of the people, in the martial arts world, they are still capable of fighting!  Assassination is rewarded with assassination!  The showdown between the Demon Sect disciples and Fengyi Sect was extremely brutal.  In just half a year, more than 30% of Dayong's elite generals fell, while Yang Laosheng and the Demon Sect suffered even more heavy losses.  Fan Huiyao always takes action personally, and her unpredictable assassination techniques are dazzling.  Jing Wuji always smiled bitterly at the spies. Maybe he should change his spy leader.  The assassination process presented by this guy right now is beautifully eloquent and thrilling. Every time it is a legend!  In the past six months, in cooperation with the killers of Fengyi Sect, Dayong's army has been so powerful that it has pushed Yang Laosheng to the point of no return. If it were not for the support of the Demon Sect, he would have been defeated.  fall.  But it is difficult for a single tree to hold up the sky.The magic gate cannot change the overall situation.  Jing Wuji pondered, he could no longer let her go on like this.  The people's will cannot be changed and the general situation cannot be changed, but as the leader of the Demon Sect, his responsibility to protect the entire Demon Sect is weighing heavily on him!  Even if it cannot lead the Demon Sect to glory and wealth, it must at least allow it to withdraw from the Central Plains without losing its dignity and retain its vitality.  Fan Huiyao, after so many years of separation, let me see how strong you have become!  7. Writing from the beginning That day, the wind was sunny and the weather was so good that both Jing Wuji and Fan Huiyao just wanted to sigh.  News of this battle, which was related to the fate of the martial arts community in the Central Plains, had been released early. Lotus Peak was densely packed with people. If the rightful master hadn't wanted to duel today, there would have only been enough space for them to jump off the cliff.  Yes, who doesn¡¯t want to see the duel between Grandmaster Jing Wuji and Fan Huiyao, the most amazing woman in martial arts?  At noon, the two people who arrived as promised stared at each other, their eyes locked, without saying a word.  This is destined to be the last time they see each other.  In today's battle, either Jing Wuji will fall and die on the cliff, or Fan Huiyao's beauty will return to the dust forever. Even if both of them are lucky enough to survive, one of them will leave the Central Plains martial arts forever.  "It's a pity Fan Huiyao looked around with a bitter smile. There were so many people. No matter what he said or did, they were all under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes.  Even if parting is a foregone conclusion, even if we never meet again in this life, the sky is so cruel that it won't even give them a chance to say a word in peace!  What they can talk about - all they can talk about is the general trend of the world!  According to historical records, in August, Fan Huiyao, the leader of the Fengyi Sect, and Jing Wuji, the leader of the Demon Sect, met at the Sheshen Cliff of Huashan Mountain. The two discussed the general trend of the world and speculated, just like confidants.  When the time came, Wuji sighed and said: "It's just that we met too late. In today's battle, you will die and I will die. If I die, you will be in the Central Plains for a day, and my demon gate will not enter the Central Plains."  ¡®It¡¯s too late to meet each other¡­really we really regret to meet each other too late?  It was not too late for them to meet, but he watched helplessly as opportunities slipped through his fingers.  If he had taken her under his wing when she first debuted If Heifeng Village had brought her directly back to the Demon Sect after rescuing people If in the subsequent years of correspondence, he had revealed his  In his mind If But if he does this, then Jing Wuji will no longer be Jing Wuji, and Fan Huiyao will no longer be Fan Huiyao.  After all, they are not ordinary men and women in the world of mortals. They have superb martial arts skills and bear the important responsibilities of their respective sects. They are also living in this troubled world Perhaps, because of his self-esteem and her arrogance, it is only suitable for them to meet each other.  As before, it's just a good time to have a drink, talk, laugh and get to know each other.  Maybe, it¡¯s better to stay in touch with each other than to forget each other in the world.  ¡®If I were to die, I would not be able to enter the Central Plains even a single step while you were in the Central Plains.  ¡®Since you can¡¯t get it, let it go!  Cut it off quickly and completely!  Fan Huiyao smiled calmly.  Seeing each other is like not seeing each other. Is this what you mean? If you are defeated by me, even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will use the Central Plains as a boundary and never meet each other?  You are so cruel, since you want to cut off, then you will not leave any hope to each other.  But, I¡¯m afraid I¡¯m the only one who will lose.  Looking at that person's calmness and the gleam in his eyes, he is afraid that he has already reached the realm of heaven. In this battle, his chances of winning are not great "If you are unlucky, Huiyao will be silent no matter how silent you are. If I die,  , Fengyi Sect will also withdraw from the world.  'She smiled.  I will remember you, regardless of victory or defeat, life or death.  In this life, I will not accept anyone else except you.  Butas you wish, after this battle, we will never see each other again.  Never meet again.  The two of them drew their weapons at the same time and jumped forward.  This battle will be a shocking battle that is worthy of being remembered by the entire martial arts world!  8. Self-displayed sword skills are domineering and gorgeous, and sword moves are elegant and gorgeous.  Jing Wuji and Fan Huiyao are going all out. Since this is the last battle, don't leave any regrets for yourself!  No regrets?  Jing Wuji smiled bitterly.  He had understood the way of heaven. Originally, there was no hope for Fan Huiyao, but looking at her flowery face, he could not bring himself to take her life.  If he killed her, he would really have irreparable regrets in this life.  ¡°After all¡­after all¡­¡± Well, after all, my goal is to lead the Demon Sect to withdraw from the Central Plains, not to defeat the Fengyi Sect and then fight for hegemony in the Central Plains.  So, he just needs to wait for a chance to exit gracefully, right?  But, why do you always use this life-threatening style of play? Is victory really so important to you, Huiyao?  Is it so important that you are willing to sacrifice your life to fight for this possible chance?    Fan Huiyao has no room for such random thoughts.  Jing Wuji's sword skills were extremely frightening, his moves were ruthless and his swords were fast. If she hadn't concentrated on urging her sword moves, she would have fallen to Jing Wuji's sword long ago.  Even so, the gap in martial arts between the two cannot be easily bridged. Although Fan Huiyao is often forced to use his sword to save himself at the critical moment, Fan Huiyao still has scars one after another on his body, and his white shirt is like dots of plum blossoms blooming.  .  It¡¯s just that she has an extremely arrogant and tough temperament. At the beginning, she was on the defensive with seven points and attacked with three points. When she saw that the situation was not good, she gritted her teeth and simply attacked as fast as possible, attacking without giving up a step.  The swords, light and sword energy intertwined in vertical and horizontal directions, and Fan Huiyao's heart felt empty. She felt that there had never been such a hearty battle.  No matter whether we win or lose today, it is a life worth living to win such a battle!  This battle is the pinnacle of her martial arts skills!  Even if her bones are buried in Huashan Mountain, she has no regrets!  Fan Huiyao's heart surged with pride, and amidst the long roar, the sword light flew out like a startling rainbow and lightning, and there was an endless stream of strange moves.  There was a soft sound, and the sword light and sword energy suddenly stagnated.  This magical sword actually pierced Jing Wuji¡¯s chest!  No one thought of it, not even Fan Huiyao herself, so when she saw the sharp sword thrust into Jing Wuji's chest, she was stunned for a moment.  She hurt him!  She actually hurt him!  At that moment, cold pain shot through her internal organs.  The past kindness and friendship, everything, were finally cut off by her own hands.  Fan Huiyao moved, instinctively wanting to explain, to step forward to help him, to stop the bleeding and heal his injuries.  Jing Wuji pulled out his long sword on his own, tapped a few acupuncture points with his backhand to stop the bleeding, and said with a smile: "Master Brahma Sect has done a great job."  After today, as long as the Brahma Sect Master is alive, the Demon Sect will not enter the Central Plains!  After saying that, he walked away without looking back.  Fan Huiyao stared at his dim but still aloof back, suppressed all panic and pain, and watched him leave calmly.  She is the master of the Fengyi Sect, the leader of the White Way in the Central Plains who has just defeated the master of the Demon Sect, a newly born grandmaster, and the most anticipated sword in the world!  Therefore, she can only stand proudly on Lotus Peak, as airy as a fairy and as majestic as a god!  9. Yi Youyou After that day, the two never saw each other again.  Fan Huiyao only heard that Jing Wuji escaped into the Northern Han Dynasty with the people from the Demon Sect, and then walked away to the desert alone, and perfected his swordsmanship in the wind and smoke outside the Great Wall.  It is said that a few years later he became the Imperial Master of the Northern Han Dynasty.  It is said that his sword skills have improved to the level of heaven and man.  It is said However, he kept his promise and never stepped into the Central Plains again. He just watched quietly in the Northern Han Dynasty, watching the Fengyi Sect rise from the top to the disastrous defeat of the imperial family.  ¡®Master, three senior brothers came to report that the master of Fengyi Sect was surrounded and killed by the Shaolin Eighteen Arhat Formation and died in the battle.  ¡°After reading the whole incident, Jing Wuji sighed sadly.  He knew that hatred should be boiling in his chest. There should be nothing in the world that could stop him from killing the young man named Jiang Zhe, the surrender minister of Nanchu who designed to force the master of Fengyi Sect to be killed.  But strangely, he couldn't even think of revenge for Fan Huiyao.  It¡¯s not about fearing Yong¡¯s revenge on the Northern Han Dynasty, nor is it about worrying about one¡¯s own identity.  Fighting for the heir apparent is like competing for the throne in troubled times. It is exactly what he and Fan Huiyao said back then, everyone is his own master, and there is no hatred in life or death.  If someone dies in such a fight, there is no hatred at all.  " If he wanted to kill countless masters in the world, even if he took action himself, he would not dare to expect victory. Besides, he was such a frail and sickly young man.  How rare.  Such people should be defeated openly and honestly by relying on wisdom, how can they be insulted by conspiracy and assassination.  Until I met Jiang Zhedao Zuo, I saw him walking towards me in a blue shirt and bare feet, talking freely and uninhibitedly in front of him, with such magnanimity and magnificence, which is rare in the world.  Jing Wuji sighed secretly, Huiyao, Huiyao, if you die in the hands of such a person, you will not live up to your reputation.  After years of obsession, he finally let go. He knew that from today on, the name Fan Huiyao would never arouse any bitterness and sadness in his heart.  Looking up at the sky, the sky is high and the clouds are light.  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª After reading the extra chapter written by Miss Garland, I feel very ashamed. Although I left a lot of unfinished thoughts in Military Advisor, I really don¡¯t have the energy to write the extra chapter.  , in fact, I have a heavy workload of work and study this year, and I feel that Miss Garland has grasped the essence of the military advisor. Even if I wrote it myself, I probably wouldn¡¯t have written it better. Although I still feel that the ending is a bit rushed. When I originally wrote the military advisor,  , I left a foreshadowing. Although it was just a flash of inspiration, it was captured by Miss Garland. Although the original setting may not be love between Jing Wuji and Fan Huiyao, after reading this article, I feel that there seems to be no second possibility.  , haha, so I solemnly recommend it?Miss Garland's "Qingfan Song".
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