Chapter 1351 The Promise Back then
The sky is shining brightly, and the broken mirror on the ground is full of flying sparks. Everything seems to be collapsing, and all life is like death.
Bailian curled up into a ball, and the entire background world seemed to be shrouded in dark shadows. A pair of raised eyes were full of emptiness and haze, reflecting an endless gray sky.
In all directions, there were fragmented pictures showing various experiences in his previous life, entangled with him like a nightmare, constantly entrenched around his body.
Pull him to sink.
With that little bit of heart-fire jumping, Balian's empty eyes would occasionally shine with a ray of clear color.
It was just that the clarity was fleeting. Between the smoke, dust, snow, and destruction, countless scenes that made people feel lonely and despair flashed in the depths of his eyes. The fleeting glimpses, but they penetrated deeply into the soul. at.
Yunrong did not dare to approach at will for a while.
Although it was an entry into the country, she calculated her time very carefully.
Since the Baili Anxin lamp was lit, it was the moment when she entered the country to dream.
If you calculate it carefully, it should take less than one stick of incense.
Even if his inner demons eroded him and he fell into a dream, his inner fire would not be extinguished to the size of a bean in such a short period of time.
Just when Yun Rong felt weird in her heart, she suddenly seemed to sense something. Her beautiful eyes were looking around quickly.
My heart lamp, which was originally stained black by Arao's arrow and was stained with demonic breath, now looks completely white and pure.
From the inside to the outside, there is no trace of contamination. It is as clear as a lamp with a clear glass lamp that has been carefully wiped thousands of times.
When Yun Rong saw this scene, her brain felt like it was suddenly hammered by something, and she looked carefully again.
Until I saw the wisp of light rising from the front of Balian's heart, it was emitting white mist-like gas, constantly flowing into the floating heart light near her, and the gas in it was The black turbid breath was dissipated bit by bit, returning to a spotless and clear appearance.
I have been trapped in this trap, but I still protect her so perfectly almost instinctively.
Yunrong suddenly felt soreness rushing up to the bridge of her nose, and the strong and determined attitude she had when facing Arao instantly fell apart. She spent a lot of effort to endure the fog in her eyes.
No longer hesitating, no longer cautious, Yun Rong flew towards Bailian.
The broken and twisted space around her could not stop her figure.
Mottled and broken fragments floated in the space, scratching the collar and corners of her clothes. Yun Rong's palm touched her heart lamp, but she did not take it back.
But it was pushed to Balian's heart without any reservation.
Different subjects cannot absorb the inner light of others.
But Yun Rong's cloud lantern was pushed and merged into Bailian's heart without any hindrance, merging with that heart fire.
The desolate world in front of Balian's eyes was finally illuminated by a ray of light.
Just like this, Yun Rong, who has lost his inner lamp, is like a fishing fire that has lost its way to illuminate the way forward in the endless dark sea.
Once Balian disappears from her sight, she will be lost in this boundless darkness, unable to find her way forward or home.
It is like a traveler who is about to go blind, but stubbornly wants to bring a person who will freeze to death back to his hometown step by step.
The warm temperature spread in Balian's chest, and a large warm white halo spread out from his body.
He raised his empty but no longer hazy eyes with a blank expression, looking at Yun Rong empty-handedly.
The glance that seemed like a lifetime ago made Yun Rong feel dazed. She smiled lightly, held Bailian's cheeks in her hands, closed her eyes, leaned down, and rested her forehead against her forehead.
The collapse in the endless world around them stopped the moment the two people's bodies came into contact with each other.
As if the world is frozen, everything is still.
As Yun Rong's clothes slowly moved, the fragments flowed and changed. Their bodies were connected, and they were soon sucked into a fragment of the world, and their figures disappeared.
The sky is quiet and vast, and the rivers are thousands of miles away.
For a moment, it was like returning to the south of the Yangtze River in a dream, with endless mist on the water. It was July, the green trees were dense, the wind was coming from the water, and the cicadas were chirping in my ears.
Bailian woke up from a burst of dazzling and warm sunshine. He covered his eyes with his hands and slowly opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty. The golden and warm sunshine fell on his eyes along the gaps between his fingers, reflecting the His dark eyes became more and more warm and dark.
The humidity around me is thick, and under my ears, the running water trembles, and there is the clear sound of green bamboo poles holding the water and paddling the waves.
Bailian sat upright, feeling warmth in his chest, as if it was warmed by the sun, but underneath him, he was on a small boat.
The sky is clear, the blue water surface reflects the golden warm sun, the white flowers are dazzling, and the lotus flowers in the lake are in full bloom, so beautiful and vigorous.
The boat is sailing on the water, the streets are prosperous, and the spring breeze blows the catkins on both sides of the bank.
An old man in a bamboo hat rowed a boat, humming a low country tune.
The sound of the flute gradually sounds and chants, reflecting the flowing water here and the jingling of poles and stones, like the quality of pearls and jade, gradually floating away, faint and beautiful, distant and empty.
Bailian looked stunned, rubbed his heavy forehead, and looked up.
Next to the curvy old man in a bamboo hat, he saw a slim and tall figure standing in the mist of the lake against the light.
The woman stands tall and tall, holding a jade flute in her hands as white as jade, with a simple and elegant tassel hanging from the end of the flute. Her side face is as beautiful as jade, as bright as the moon, and as elegant as the pear blossom.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Balian waking up and sitting up. She stopped playing and put down her long flute.
In the blink of an eye, the woman smiled gracefully and brightly. The smile in her eyes reflected the bright light. The warm sunshine fell on her shoulders, and the thin dust danced in the golden air, mixing Facing the moist mist of the lake, she looked hazy and beautiful, as if she were an unearthly person.
"Junior brother, I had a really good sleep this time. I slept all the way down to Jiangnan until now."
Bai Lian was stunned for a long time, unable to gather his thoughts for a long time. For a while, he didn't know where he was, and his entire consciousness was like a mess of porridge, which was difficult to sort out.
He raised his eyes with a puzzled look: "All the way...down to the south of the Yangtze River?"
Yun Rong saw his confused look, although the smile on his face did not diminish, but his beautiful eyebrows But he provoked it slightly, seeming to be a little dissatisfied.
Before she could speak, the old man holding the pole and boat beside her took the lead and joked with a smile, "This little husband is probably confused by his sleep. You can buy this bamboo boat from me and set off from Dong Qingcheng." Isn’t it just to go to the south of the Yangtze River to enjoy the scenery with my wife? "Is that so? How come you are so confused after you wake up?"
Bailian frowned, his head was aching. He could not hear the old man's words for a while, but his consciousness was still in a trance. It was as if he recalled some bloody and horrific scene.
But when he wanted to think about it carefully, bursts of warmth came from under his chest, which actually suppressed all the sticky and terrifying thoughts.
The bamboo boat creaked. At this time, Yun Rong had already moved from the bow to the stern. Her long, jade-white fingers from the depths of the boat lightly flicked Balian's forehead, and she chuckled: < br>
"Junior brother said it himself. We have been married for many years, and even if we live together in the Tianxi Sword Sect, we often get together less and stay apart more. Which couple You will be as alienated as we are. So you promise to me that after we have solved the drought disaster in the west, you will take the time to travel to the south of the Yangtze River with me arm in arm."
< br>“Why did you forget your promise so completely just after arriving in Jiangnan?”
Yun Rong narrowed her beautiful eyes, "It's better to say that my junior brother thinks I'm boring and wants to return to the mountain earlier."
Bailian held his aching forehead, and in a daze, he seemed to have something. Such an agreement.
It’s just that for some reason, this agreement was made distant and vague, as if it was already a memory from the previous life.
As his thoughts were racing, he raised his eyes and looked at the woman who was as gentle and beautiful as jade in front of him. Although his consciousness was still difficult to understand and his head was in pain, the corners of his lips still curled up slightly unconsciously, and he said in a natural tone:
"Senior Sister is right, I feel extremely wronged, but how do I remember that I invited you several times afterwards? It was clearly Senior Sister who was immersed in sword practice day and night and avoided going out with her companions?"
"Um...ahem."
A trace of subtle embarrassment appeared on Yun Rong's face, who tried to blame others but failed. She coughed lightly, her face rosy.
She originally made this agreement with her junior brother in her early years.
It was too early for them to get married that year. They were both alienated and not close to each other, and they lived their lives respectfully.
Coupled with the fact that there are no elders around them to teach couples how to love each other, and Bailiyu is extremely satisfied with being the sect leader of the Tianxi Sword Sect all day long, and with the sect leader’s wife.
When it comes to getting along as a loving couple, both of them are in a state of ignorance.
Although he is ignorant, compared to Yun Rong, who is devoted to the art of swordsmanship and only thinks about swords, Balian actually has some insights and understanding of this art.
The two have been married for many years, but they feel there is nothing wrong with sharing a room but different beds.
Yunrong is obsessed with practicing swords all day long, and doesn’t pay much attention to trivial matters. On the contrary, Bailian saw the two Taoist couples between the sects. They treat each other with respect as a couple, but there is something extra that they don't have.
After careful consultation, Balian himself also vaguely realized that a real couple should not be accompanied by a sword in the green mountains and lonely clouds all day long.
Somewhere between understanding and understanding, he also knew that he should take his married wife down the mountain to enjoy the scenery.
So he and Yun Rong decided that after ending the drought and disaster in the west, they would each take time out in peacetime to go to the south of the Yangtze River to see the flowing water of the people, the sunset, and the bustle of the city.
When the agreement was made, the drought demons in the western realm were making trouble.
Yun Rong didn’t think much about it at the time and agreed casually.
When everything calmed down, Balian happily packed his bags and invited her.
It was also her fault that she was ambitious at that time. She had just realized a new idea of swordsmanship and did not want to be distracted by it, so she refused.
At that time, she didn't even have the time to think about whether her junior brother had ever felt depressed.
But now the two of them are dreaming together, dreaming of going to Jiangnan.
I suddenly realized that the unfinished agreement back then had actually become an unspeakable regret in the hearts of the two of them.
Although Yun Rong tolerated Aluo Ke's ridicule and disdain for her thoughts as a straight woman who devoted herself to practicing swordsmanship.
But in front of Bailian, she still looked a little stupid and shy that she couldn't bear to look at.
So in the dream, taking advantage of her clear consciousness, she quietly bullied her junior brother, deciding that his memory of his past life was misplaced and vague, and he could not settle old scores with her, so he could only be at her mercy. .
Unexpectedly, not only was it difficult to manipulate, but he also went over old scores so clearly that it almost made her unable to step down? !
Yunrong felt a little embarrassed. Just when she was about to speak, Bailian, who was looking at her face, suddenly realized something. He suddenly slapped his head and pretended to be regretful and said:
< br>"Yes, yes, I was confused. I didn't invite him several times at that time. I only invited him once. My senior sister is reserved, and I didn't invite her formally enough, so she couldn't make up her mind.
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Senior sister didn't know if I was sincere in inviting her, so she declined politely by practicing sword practice. She blamed me for not insisting on inviting me, which made senior sister feel that I was not sincere, and she was afraid that she would be annoyed, so I missed the appointment. Zhou, I made my senior sister feel sad. ”
This time it was Yun Rong’s turn to be stunned.
She looked at Bailian with a pair of jade-green eyes, wondering why the junior brother in this life was not at all eluding. I'm so dumb, I've become so clueless Xiao Renqing is so smooth and considerate.
The steps are clearly laid out for her, and there is nothing wrong with her.
What should I say about such a junior brother? >
Very cute and tight.
Yun Rong realized that she liked her junior brother since he had stimulated her through the ice coffin and used the most extreme behavior to force her to have feelings for him.
She was seriously injured and lay in an ice coffin all day long. The days she spent with him were very few, and it was difficult for her to convey her well-known feelings to him, so she could only tell them to herself.
Now, after meeting him again after thousands of years, Yun Rong felt that she did not like her best, only more, towards her junior brother.
The junior brother who is so lovable right now, the junior brother who carefully laid the steps for her, even if she doesn’t touch him, just looking at him so closely, makes Yun Rong’s heart unstoppable A sweet warmth arose.
It made her feel...
In this life, she could still see her junior brother like this.
That’s great.
But then I thought about it, my junior brother has become more understanding of girls’ thoughts. Although he is cute and heart-warming, his ability to ‘understand girls’ thoughts’ was cultivated in each girl...
Thinking of this, Yun Rong couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.
Bai Lian saw that the expression on Yun Rong's face was bright and bright for a moment, and for a moment there was a hint of resentment and melancholy that he couldn't describe. He didn't know what he didn't say well, and he could actually make his senior sister, who was obsessed with swords, show such a rich expression.
"Senior Sister..." He whispered uneasily, not daring to talk nonsense anymore.
Yun Rong sighed in his heart, secretly thinking that this was fate.
Thinking back to the time when she was out of her mind and even asked her husband to marry his wife, but her junior brother was not willing at that time, she complained in her heart that her junior brother was old-fashioned.
Nowadays, my junior brother is no longer rigid. Counting it down, there are quite a lot of ordinary wives in the future.
I can’t count them on one hand.
Why is she still complaining here?
Junior brother has exceeded the requirements she set.
(End of this chapter)