"Far above you? Brother Yan, are you kidding me?"

Mo Li opened his mouth slightly, his clear eyes full of disbelief.

Yan Lan nodded and smiled: "Yes, he saved me once, but I still can't see his cultivation clearly."

When Ziyi heard this, her eyes lit up and she said in surprise: "Brother Lan'er, are you talking about brother Wu Se? Are we about to see him?"

Yan Lan smiled and said: "Yes, he is in the west not far from here!"

Xichen frowned and said, "Junior Brother Yan, the name Wu Se sounds a bit like a Buddhist title. Could it be that he is from the Buddhist sect?"

Yan Lan said: "Senior Brother Xichen guessed correctly, Wu Se is a disciple of Buddhism!"

"Puch, hahaha!"

Xichen covered his mouth and laughed.

Mo Li rolled his eyes at Xichen and said, "I have a convulsion!"

Xichen slapped his thigh and suppressed his smile, saying: "Enlightenment, hahaha, aren't all the people in the Buddhist sect the enlightenment Wukong? It's really interesting that he is still enlightened. Junior Brother Yan, I really want to see him.

Now, I have to ask myself how much he has realized, hahaha..."

Ziyi pouted and said, "Senior brother Xichen, brother Wuse is not as bad as you think, huh!"

Yan Lan smiled silently and said: "Well...you asked me, remember to tell me, I also want to know!"

Yan Lan couldn't imagine what kind of answer Wu Se would give if Xichen really asked Wu Se this question.

Everyone talked and laughed for a few more minutes while burning incense, before preparing to adjust their breaths so as to be fully prepared to hit the road tomorrow morning.

Qingjian Wuchang stood up and said: "Tongzhi, Moli, and Xichen. The three of you have fused my three sword enlightenments respectively, and you can be regarded as my half descendants. Come out for a moment. When I killed the Yilang, I

I have paid attention to the sword movements you performed, and there are a few points I would like to give you some pointers on."

After saying this, Qing Jian Wuchang softly groaned behind him, the long sword was unsheathed, and his body was like lightning. He walked out of the cave, hanging proudly in the wilderness, with his eyes closed.

Scenes of the past flashed through his mind, from acquaintance, to falling in love, to being on a different journey, and finally to being killed by his sword.

After a while, Qing Jian Wuchang's eyes suddenly opened. He held the long sword in his hand and started dancing wildly in the wilderness.

"The sword of love, each sword and every move, contains infinite deep feelings. Love does not have the taste of not knowing it, love does not have the bitterness of not knowing the depth, love does not have the sadness of not knowing. Be optimistic..."

Qing Jian Wu Chang's body changed into three, forming a triangle shape, and he waved the long sword continuously.

The three figures were wielding the Sword of Passion, the Sword of Bitterness, and the Sword of Unfeeling, and their fluctuating sword intentions suddenly fluctuated.

I don't know if it was affected by the love sword, but suddenly the night sky with the bright moon was covered with dark clouds, and then it started to rain lightly.

Whether it was the cry of heaven or the will of the sword, no one knows.

However, Tongzhi, Moli and Xichen were fascinated by it.

In their eyes, the Love Sword Impermanence seems not to be a sword dance, but to dance for his love, to recall and forget his true love.

Unknowingly, a warm current surged in their hearts, as if the secret of love flowed into their hearts.

"Love means no hesitation!"

Xichen murmured to himself, immediately raised his sword, flew high into the sky, closed his eyes and danced.

"Love is heartbreaking!"

Mo Li looked compassionate, and her slender green shadow jumped up, dancing with her edge in the weeping rain.

"Love is the dependence of life and death!"

Tong Xin's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her enchanting body streaked across the sky, her sword light flowed, and her hair was flying, like a fairy from the Nine Heavens, dancing drunkenly in the world.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, but not a drop fell on me.

At the entrance of the cave, Yanlan, Ziyi, Shixu, and Beifeng looked up and stared with different expressions.

In the sky, the sword dancing continued for a long time, but became faster and faster, like streaks of lightning.

Ziyi frowned and sighed: "Brother, why do I feel the urge to cry when I see them dancing with swords?"

Yan Lan turned his head and smiled at Ziyi, soothing the sour feeling in his nose. The moment before Ziyi asked, Ling Yu's every frown, smile, and every move clearly appeared in front of his eyes.

He especially remembered the scene where Ling Yu painted pig heads all over his house.

"When I draw all the pig heads, will the young man marry me?"

"It's not early, I want to finish painting now."

"Now I have painted pig heads all over the house. You are mine. Don't regret it!"

"..."

Yan Lan's ears echoed with Ling Yu's naughty and stubborn voice, and he suddenly froze. At this moment, he suddenly understood why Ling Yu was so anxious to paint pig heads all over his house.

"I may not be able to wait for that moment in the future, I may not be able to see the moment when you look down on the world, I may not be able to follow you in the world, I may not be able to pester you and bully you anymore, but at this moment, I must become

Your bride, even if it only fulfills our childhood sweetheart's promise, even if it is just a few days of happiness..."

Yan Lan's body swayed slightly, and at this moment, he actually read Ling Yu's heart.

"Sister Ling Yu..."

Yan Lan clenched her fist and softly shouted out these three words hidden deep in her heart.

He suddenly felt his heart hurt.

At that moment, he didn't realize Ling Yu's deep love and piercing pain.

All of that was the pain caused to them by the Pang family and the Situ family.

Thinking of this, Yan Lan closed her eyes, and two lines of tears fell gently.

"Brother, sister Ling Yu, who is it?"

Yan Lan quickly wiped away the tears on her nose with her hands, turned her head, looked at Ziyi with clear and curious eyes, and said with a smile: "Nothing!"

He couldn't explain to Ziyi, and he didn't want to tell anyone about Tianlu's past.

It was a restricted area in his heart. Once he touched it, it would be extremely painful, and raging anger would surge throughout his body.

Ziyi lowered her head, thoughtfully, and then murmured in a low voice: "Sister Ling Yu, are you my brother's true love..."

At this moment, the innocent Ziyi faintly felt the unspeakable pain in Yan Lan's heart, which made her heartbroken and silent.

She doesn't care who Ling Yu is, she only cares about who made her beloved brother Lan'er so sad.

After a long time, Ziyi raised her head, smiled at Yan Lan, and said: "Brother, there can be sunshine even in the wind and rain. After the wind and rain, there will be a rainbow, right? Look!"

Ziyi stretched out her little hand and pointed to the distant sky.

Yan Lan looked up and saw dark clouds rolling in the sky pointed by Ziyi, and then a crack opened.

Behind the crack, the moon was like a mirror, and the light of the bright moon shone on his body.

It was as if the light of the entire bright moon was shining only on him.

Yan Lan turned her head, gently stroked Zi Yi's flowing long hair, smiled at her, nodded and said, "Yi'er is right!"

Ziyi also smiled softly at Yanlan and clenched her pink fists.

"Brother, no matter how many dark clouds and obstacles are in front of you, Yi'er will do whatever it takes to bring light to my brother!"
Chapter completed!