Heaven’s Shadow

The door was opened, the light spilled from the tavern, and the darkness of the street staggered at that moment. The human voice laughed like the ebb and flow, and the people came and went like ghosts and ghosts. With a heart in mind, they forgot to take a look and just passed by.

Faint, faint, like a scent of fragrance, dark and dim, like the twists and turns of life difficult.

He leaned on the hip flask, looking ahead, watching the dark night, walking alone, but never glanced at the person around him, the slim shadow, when the door was pushed in, the lintel swayed and the light and shadow trembled. For a moment, when her figure stopped at the door, the eye of the house was brightly illuminated by the bright lights.

She was thoughtful, and the light shone on her cheek, reflecting a dazzling luster, like a memory of a past.

She frowned slightly, as if thinking about something. After a while, she suddenly turned around and pushed out the door again.

Yongchang Street is long, crowded in the dark, and if there is a ghost walking in the night, she looks up and looks for the figure that made her heart suddenly jump at the moment when she passed by.

The figure is a little strange, but it seems to be very familiar.

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Lu Chen walked on the dark street with the jug, his arms were swaying, the jug in his hand was shaking, and the fine wine made a slight whistle in the jug from time to time. He walked a few streets, and when he saw the Xima Bridge far away, he stopped suddenly.

He glanced up at the night sky. There was no starlight in the clouds, and the earth was dark in the night. Only in Xiancheng, a unique city, will it still shine like a gem on such a night.

He took a jug of wine and took a sip of his head. The wine rolled down his throat with a burning pleasure.

Suddenly, the night wind blew, and he stood there for a moment and groaned, then suddenly turned around and walked in the other direction.

Behind him, the dark fluttered and swayed, and occasionally a person walked by, as if a pair of eyes were staring at his back in the darkness, and after a while, a dark shadow came out of the dim street and stood where Lu Chen had just stood local.

In the dark, she could not see the man's face, and saw that she turned to look at the direction in which the landing dust left, and inadvertently looked back at the Ximama Bridge not far away.

On this night, Lu Chen is a bit like a lonely ghost who lives in nowhere. He walks alone in this brilliant city, walking on the darkest street, all the way to the place he used to be a few days ago. Outside the meat shop.

屠 The butcher named Rui Xiaotian had already fled, and he did not know where he was going. He remembered that there was a peach tree in bloom in the room, and of course, the dark and mysterious underneath of the tree, but the secret passage was virtually empty.

He walked behind this house that had become a "murder house", jumped over the wall and jumped in. He fell silent on the ground. The house was still cold in the night, and the ground was still a mess, not seen for a few days. The atmosphere of despair and pervasion permeated this area.

There is only one peach tree in the courtyard, even in the middle of the night, it is still in full bloom, showing vitality, and a slight fragrance in the night wind.

Lu Chen glanced around and walked straight towards the peach tree. The entrance to the secret road under the tree was still open, dark, like a big mouth of a demon.

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A dark shadow flew from the night, swept up the high wall, and stared at the courtyard below for a moment. I saw a silence in the sight, the courtyard was silent, and the peach blossom was in full bloom. There was no other figure.

The figure paused for a moment, then fell off the wall, as if a falling leaf was silent, blending with the dark water, only a pair of clear and bright eyes shining like a gem in the dark.

In the courtyard that no one cares about, the grass and wild flowers grow wildly as if out of control. In some places, the ankle is almost over, and the grass has a stronger aroma than in the past. The wind was passing in the darkness, and the bushes were slightly undulating and rustling.

She frowned slightly, subconsciously feeling a little weird, so she looked around more and more, and finally her eyes fell on the most prominent and beautiful peach tree in the courtyard.

Peach the blossoming peach tree, like snow falling and shining in the dark.

She walked slowly, still silent around, no half figure, no movement.

There is flat ground under the linden tree, and a little bit further, it is the entrance to the deep and dark secret road that suddenly appeared on the ground. The latecomer paused, looking at the secret passage, as if he was hesitating to go in, another night wind came over.

The peach tree trembled, the peach trees swaying, colorful and beautiful like a grand snow, she could not help looking up, and a petal falling from the air was reflected in her crystal clear pupils, shining brightly.

Then, the wind suddenly became fierce, and a dark shadow burst out, such as the roaring Warcraft instantly swept away all the beauty, shattered the petals, and a black flame gushed out of the heart indifferently, splitting her head under.

She whispered, took a step back, and did not see how she moved, only a brilliant dazzling Guanghua appeared in her hands out of thin air. This night was a hazy night without stars and moons, but at the moment when she pulled out her sword, there seemed to be a bright moon rising suddenly into the desolate and ruined courtyard.

Moonlight is like water, and the sword is like autumn and cold. A sword cuts through the darkness and coldness, as if it illuminates the darkness around it instantly, breaks the wind, faces the black fire, and rushes with unstoppable brightness.

Ji Jian's light illuminated the man's face, a little indifferent, some vicissitudes ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and a little sudden surprise. The black fire swayed in the sword light, although it was messy but not extinguished, the black short sword accurately found the target in the dazzling sword shadow of Mantianguanghua, and hit the tip of the sword that was bright like autumn water.

"Dang ..."

The crisp voice echoed in this courtyard, the two figures were intertwined, and the fierce and violent power roared like a beast, like a detached wild horse who wanted to eat and ate, eager for the smell of blood.

Ji Jianguang reflected the faces of the two of them.

The sword blades staggered, one piercing the chest and one piercing the throat.

The wind blew violently, but it suddenly closed again. The moment of bright prosperity was silent, and the darkness returned.

The peach tree swayed by itself, and the petals fell countlessly, like a last cold snow.

Then both figures stopped.

There is a quiet breathing in the dark, a heartbeat beating gently in the chest, a familiar look and familiar face, and a strange and cold sword blade against the throat of the chest.

Lu Chen watched quietly standing in front of himself, but in the dark seemed to be more beautiful Su Qingyu, sighed softly, and said, "It was you."

The voice only came to an end, and he lowered his head and glanced at him, only to feel that his chest was cold. The cold sword edge penetrated his clothes and pierced his chest.

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