The sword doesn''t return at the moment. It''s like a girl who doesn''t know the world. Everything is still ignorant. The action is very childish. Without a sword out of the scabbard, the enemy doesn''t destroy the momentum of the sword.


    Ye QingHan appeared in the valley. Under the stars and the moon, the hundred mile peach blossoms were red and beautiful to the extreme. Under the face of the sword, they lost some color. Everything outside the world served as a foil.


    "I didn''t expect that we would see each other again." the sword didn''t return and didn''t look back, whispered.


    "Sooner or later, I''m so stubborn that hell doesn''t bother to accept me." ye QingHan came to the side where the sword doesn''t return, sat on a stone and said calmly looking at the depths of the lake.


    Dong Dong Dong


    Their heartbeat fluctuated and complemented each other.


    "What is the ultimate purpose of your return this time? Destroy the Seven Realms and offer sacrifices to the dead of the great wilderness?" the sword whispered.


    "Since you don''t ask about the world, why should you know my purpose?" ye QingHan asked with a smile.


    "I......" the sword didn''t return to the fortress, saying that no matter what happened in the world, but how could she stay out and destroy the Seven Realms? How many innocent people would die. It seems that she is cruel and cruel. Perhaps only ye QingHan understands the weakness in her heart.


    "The purpose of you looking for me is just to ask me my ultimate goal?" ye QingHan turned his head and looked at the goblin like face. His eyes were very aggressive. He saw his ankles all the time from his face. No wonder people all over the world would be crazy about it, which attracted the seven world leaders to fight with each other. The unspeakable temperament made men''s hormones restless and restless, with a feeling that could not be suppressed.


    Such a woman, no one will see, if not, ye QingHan is no exception, not to mention that they had a good feeling for each other in those years.


    "Well, I want to know."


    In order to avoid ye QingHan''s aggressive eyes, bugui slowly squatted by the lake, pulled out the bugui sword and stirred it in the water. His restless left hand had nowhere to be placed, and kept lifting his sideburns back. All kinds of customs were in this every move.


    Ye QingHan is silent. He doesn''t want to drag the sword into his hatred, and doesn''t want to take her as a bargaining chip to revenge the Lord of the seven worlds. This is his bottom line and will never be broken.


    "Restore order!"


    Ye QingHan took a deep breath and said firmly.


    "If it is successful, what will be the fate of the seven world masters?" the sword asked.


    "Death!" ye QingHan spared words like gold, and there was no room for relaxation.


    "Where are their lineal inheritors?" the sword asked again.


    "Still dead! There is no second way for them to go. All the participants in that year will die!" ye Qingleng said.


    "I see."


    The peach blossom valley was quiet again. In addition to the peach blossom falling in the wind, it was the sound of their shallow breathing.


    "If possible, I can exchange one shot for the lives of thousands of innocent people in the world, can I?" the sword finally looked directly at ye QingHan and asked in a condensed voice.


    "No, I''ll kill those who should be killed, and I''m not interested in killing innocent people." ye QingHan shook his head and still didn''t want her to intervene. Since he couldn''t give her a safe life, he would never drag her into danger.


    Some words need not be said thoroughly. If the sword doesn''t return, you will understand the deep meaning of Ye QingHan.


    "Do you... Have a wife?" the sword asked in a trembling voice.


    "Yes... Yes." ye QingHan bowed his head and replied.


    "Ha ha... Congratulations, I was alone in those years, but now I have finally inherited it." Jian bugui smiled bitterly. He turned his head and carried ye QingHan on his back. He didn''t want him to see her embarrassed and sad.


    "Are you still alone?" ye QingHan asked with a sigh.


    "Well!" the sword whispered back.


    Inexplicable feelings filled the hundred mile peach blossom mountain. They didn''t want to point out each other. They were not alone and could not be unscrupulous. They were silent.


    A man sat on a stone and touched the rock with his hands. A man squatted by the lake and reached out to stir the clear water.


    A breeze blew and the weeping willows beside the lake swayed.


    "Come and sit down."


    Ye QingHan was silent for a long time and said to the sword.


    The sword hesitated. After all, they still sat behind ye QingHan. They turned their backs to each other and always maintained a gap without skin relatives.


    The night wind rolled up black hair and entangled it.


    "Do you love her... Them?" Jian Bu GUI asked curiously.


    "Love!" ye QingHan nodded affirmatively.


    "All love? How many?" asked Jian bugui in surprise.


    "Three, one of them has passed away and died for me. Maybe it''s more family affection for Jane chenxue and the most simple love for the emperor." ye QingHan whispered and explained.


    They are like old friends, perhaps old friends, telling.


    When Jian doesn''t return, he wants to ask, "what about me?" But proud she didn''t ask.


    The stars and moon flicker on the lake. The valley is very bright and aura. As time goes by, the originally slow time has become particularly fast at this moment.


    "It''s almost dawn, you go back." the sword didn''t return, but stood up on the sword and said softly.


    "OK, I''ll see you next time."


    Ye QingHan took a breath, got up slowly, turned his head and looked at the sword''s imperfect face and figure, and a sinister smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.


    Dong Dong!


    When the sword didn''t return, his heart almost stopped. He was amazed by the evil smile. He stepped back a few steps, kept a certain distance, nodded, turned and disappeared in the Baili peach blossom mountain.


    Ye QingHan looked at her disappeared back, but knew that she didn''t leave, but stood in the depths and looked at herself, so he turned and left, leaving a lonely and cold back for the sword.


    Lovers can''t be in pairs. They understand in their hearts, but they are extremely arrogant and unwilling to speak.


    Dada dada


    Ye QingHan walked in the night with firm steps, walked in the lake, sometimes shuttled through the forest, and gradually approached the outside of Dalong mountain.


    The two sides were at war, but the three commanders in DALONGSHAN city were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.


    "The left winger must dare to set fire to the mountain. I don''t know how many people will die at that time, and we will suffer heavy losses!" Sun Yang said in a deep voice.


    "We can''t wait to die. We can either retreat outside Longshan Prefecture and re-establish fortifications, or counterattack overnight. But if we counterattack, we will suffer a loss in quantity. The puppet weapons are not as good as them. There is no chance of winning. Personally, I think we should retreat and ask the Royal family for assistance." tianwu supreme said.


    "I support general tianwu''s proposal. I believe your majesty will understand our difficulties." long ziyue followed.


    The three commanders discussed in the middle of the night and finally decided to retreat. They immediately left a team of dead soldiers to guard inside the valley. They took all the troops and resources away at night, leaving only an empty city.


    The distance between the two camps is too far, including Gu Qingyu. He didn''t find that they had led the army to run. When ye QingHan came back, he found that the strong had retreated except for some villagers in the periphery and powerless families in the city.