The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1109: Are we a thing in the pool
Chapter One Hundred and Nine
With a broken heart, where to find a friend in the world.
A song of pear blossoms fades, only the rose is red in the snow.
A confidant smile, how can the past be made from scratch.
A song of reincarnation is bitter, where will you meet again?
A chaotic country, this sword is born extraordinary; floating clouds are not my intention, tens of thousands of years!
In the floating mountain peak, Lin Yun is in the vast mountains and forests, and he plays five tunes in a row. There is no specific score for each piece, just relying on the emotions in the heart, playing at will.
All the joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, all the blood and tenderness in his heart are all in the five music scores. Xiaoyin is between the heaven and the earth, between the mountains and forests, full of vitality, blooming brightly.
Every song is his true feelings. The first song is his loneliness and loneliness, and it is also his oppressed pain and torture on the road to the sky.
The second song is for Sister Xinyan, the third song is for Yue Weiwei, and the fourth song is for Su Ziyao.
These are the three most important women in his life. Each of them has an irreplaceable weight. In many cases, they always wait until they are lost before knowing to cherish them.
I didn't understand it at the time, but the emotions settled in my heart like old wine. The longer it lasts, the deeper the hurt.
For example, Senior Sister Xinyan, he only woke up in shock until now, it turns out that Senior Sister occupies such an important position in his mind.
For example, Yue Weiwei, he looked at the Yuxiao in his hand, and immediately showed the girl in red looking back and smiling on the maple forest by the river.
The first sight of the moon by the Hongye River, the confidant smiled and missed her life. Since then, the love thread is hard to break, and the past can be recalled from the beginning.
Lin Yun looked at the jade flute in his hand, staring blankly.
In the fourth song, he is Su Ziyao and his brother, this is his lover for two lives, how bitter the reincarnation is. He is Earth Lin Yun and Jian Nu Lin Yun, but the Earth Lin Yun is no longer there, and Jian Nu Lin Yun is no longer there.
Reincarnation is suffering for two lifetimes. Where can we meet again?
Goodbye to Kunlun, Lin Yun spent nine lives on the road to the sky, only to come to Kunlun when he reached the top. Where can we meet again? When can we meet again?
How can the suffering of reincarnation compare to the word love!
In the last song, he sang for the burial sword in his hand, and sang for himself. We are in the pool, this sword is born extraordinary.
The master of Sacred Sword Mountain sings with his sword, floating clouds are not my intention, tens of thousands of years!
Lin Yun is the same. How could the sword in his hand be trapped under the clouds and be in the sky one day?
In the mountains and forests, there are countless sword intents formed into ice crystal-like flowers, full of void, and in the blink of an eye they look like stars in the sky, endless.
Under the night, such a beautiful scenery is amazing.
"Using Xiao Yujian, that's how it is."
Lin Yun whispered to himself, at this moment, he completely understood that the true meaning of using Xiao Yujian is a love word.
There was a flow of heat between his eyebrows, and Lin Yun closed his eyes and felt that a majestic sword intent was accumulating at the center of his eyebrows. He wanted to break something, but he couldn't hit it for a long time.
"The Fourth Grade Sword Intent, is it related to this?" [~@爱奇文学&...Free reading]
Lin Yun touched his eyebrows thoughtfully. This is not the first time. When the sword intent had improved before, the eyebrows would have this movement.
It turns out that Xiaoyin will also help me improve my sword intent. Lin Yun thought to himself that practicing Xiao is indeed practicing sword.
I really look forward to what kind of light this sword intent can shine in my hands.
Wow!
Lin Yun stretched out his hand and waved, the flowers dotted with swords in the mountains and forests rose up from the peak like a lantern.
It's beautiful, it makes people addicted to it.
Rank 4 sword intent, I'm afraid it will be so beautiful, Lin Yun muttered softly.
Chang! Cang! Cang!
Just as Lin Yun was about to leave, among the 108 peaks floating around the Holy Sword Mountain, an ethereal and high-pitched piano sounded suddenly. The sound of the piano is like a fairy sound among the peaks lingering in the clouds, and it instantly touches people's heartstrings.
What a brilliant piano sound!
Lin Yun was surprised secretly in his heart, the master of playing the piano, I'm afraid it is better than before
The Tsing Yi people in Jianshan are many times more brilliant.
He listened intently, so he could not help but rise into the air, patrolling over the clouds.
As he approached, Lin Yun spread his arms, and the clouds were like layers of curtains, uncovered in front of him.
When the mist in the clouds cleared, Lin Yun saw the piano player in the pavilion above the peak. There was a woman who was stroking the piano in the pavilion, with her ten fingers like snow, strumming the strings.
So beautiful!
With these hands alone, it can be concluded that the owner of the hands must be a peerless beauty.
Lin Yun looked up, his eyes flashed with surprise, it was her!
The woman was dressed in white, wearing a white gauze hat, and a looming beautiful face was set off in the dimness.
I can take a closer look, but through a mist, I can’t really see my face clearly.
Lin Yun was sure in her heart that she was the mysterious woman in Feiyun Hall seven days ago, the woman in white who was staring at her secretly.
Lin Yun stayed quietly, approached quietly, hiding in the clouds and observing.
Crack!
The sound of the piano in the hands of the woman in white stopped abruptly, but a string broke, she said leisurely, "Young Master Lin, since he is here, you don't have to hide, I was waiting for you."
When someone found out, Lin Yun smiled awkwardly and walked out of the clouds.
He came to the cliff, came to the pavilion, and found that there were already five wine glasses on the side table, and they were all filled with wine.
"The girl is waiting for me?"
Lin Yun asked curiously.
The white-clothed woman smiled and whispered, "I haven't played the piano for many years. After hearing Young Master Lin's five flutes tonight, I felt a little bit of affection and grief. So I regained my old art and wanted to lead him Come, let Young Master Lin laugh."
"Young Master Lin..." Lin Yun said with a smile, "You know my surname, then it seems that it was indeed you that day."
The woman in white did not deny it, and whispered softly, "They said that the road to the sky is a strange person, so I will come and see it. It is a strange person, otherwise I really miss a good show. The stranger is like jade, and the son is unparalleled; seven steps Cheng Jian, climbed to the top of Sacred Sword Mountain, the sound of the avenue, the bell of kendo, ringed through the clouds."
"This is amazing enough. I didn't expect Young Master Lin's Xiaoyin to be so accomplished. It really opened the eyes of the little girl."
Lin Yun was a little embarrassed to be boasted so much, and said softly, "I'm just practicing flute. Where can I talk about some accomplishments."
"But this flute sound clearly has the essence of the rhythm, the phoenix flute sounds like in the sky. But I want to know why Lin Gongzi's flute sound is so melancholy, it makes people move...endless sadness, Endless loneliness, endless joys and sorrows." The white-clothed woman raised her head to look at Lin Yun, her voice was crisp and sweet, like a jade bead.
The smile on Lin Yun's face instantly diminished, and he looked quite surprised. Unexpectedly, someone would hear the true meaning of the song, and his face could not help showing a little bitterness.
"Girl, do you want to hear a story?"
Lin Yun was silent for a moment. I don't know why, but he did speak.
"Sit down, please drink. You say, I listen." The white cloud woman stretched out her hand.
Lin Yun took a seat, picked up the wine glass, and said with a smile, "It turns out this wine is really prepared for me, so I'm not welcome."
He drank it in one fell swoop. It was a glass of strong wine, burning in his throat like a fire. When the wine fell, his internal organs immediately turned into the sea, and his eyes were filled with spicy tears.
"Good wine!"
Lin Yun said heavily, and immediately said, "This story is really long. In the past, there was a very remote place in a sect. There was a sword slave in a sect. He was so talented and savvy. Generally speaking, there is nothing but one-handed sword washing skills, but it is a kind of infatuation!"
Hahaha!
Lin Yun laughed, his laughter was sad, but full of heroism. He was clearly telling other people's stories, but his tears kept streaming.
As everyone knows, at this eve, Earth Lin Yun and sword slave Lin Yun are already one person.
He is Lin Yun on the earth and Lin Yun, the sword slave of Qingyun Sect.
He talked about Lin Yun’s story, about Su Ziyao, about Qingyunzong about the Great Qin Empire, about Xinjue’s death, about the emperor
During the heavy snowfall, he was angry as a confidante, drew his sword and did not look back.
Speaking of, before leaving the Daqin Palace, the woman who was angry at him and made him not proud.
Bright sunshine, don’t be proud.
The woman in white looked through the hat and white gauze. When Lin Yun talked about this, she couldn't help but smiled at the corner of her mouth. This guy was very proud.
"Are you really proud when you slept with her?" The white-clothed woman interjected for the first time. I don't know when, a layer of chill was quietly covered in the pavilion.
Lin Yun, who was half drunk and half awake, didn't notice it. He smiled and said, "How can I be such a superficial person? I am proud because she has me in her heart!"
I don't know when the five cups of wine have been drunk, Lin Yun poured himself the wine and said while drinking.
He also doesn't know why he has no scruples today, maybe it is hard to find a friend?
Or maybe he does have a lot of stories in his heart, and he wants to tell people that he has completely taken off his guard in front of this stranger.
He talked about the road to heaven again, talked about the final battle and rejected the opponent, talked about his heartache, and didn't really forget the opponent.
There is also Xinyan, he also has a lot of unwillingness in his heart, and his melancholy and pain are borrowed from this.
"Don’t be heartache. If you really have no feelings for these two women, you would be too cold and unsympathetic. Maybe, the person you like will dislike you because of it."
The woman in white said at the right time.
Lin Yun smiled and said, "No, it has nothing to do with her. I never thought that one day I would be troubled by love. The word love is really harder than kendo. It is unforgettable and unforgettable to kill without seeing blood. ."
The woman in white said with emotion, "Young Master Lin, it is completely different from what I saw seven days ago."
Lin Yun put down the wine glass, drunk eyes a little dim, and chuckled softly, "It can't be said to be different, just can't figure out the old guy's thoughts, he wants to play, let him play with him, but it seems that the game is a bit bigger. "
He drank and talked, and in the end he was obviously drunk, got up and drew with the other party, telling the other party what the significance of the five songs he had just played.
At the end of the talk, Lin Yun was drunk in the pavilion, still muttering in his dream.
When dawn still broke and the vast sea of clouds was covered with a golden light, Lin Yun opened his eyes leisurely. He was wearing a white fur coat, the sun shone on his face, and Lin Yun opened his eyes lazily.
"Where is this?"
Lin Yun woke up in shock, and when he looked around, the pavilion was empty.
Lin Yun slowly remembered until he saw the wine glass on the table, then looked at the white fur coat on his body, and smiled bitterly, "It's really shameful to be drunk."
He stood up swayingly, lifted the glass, and licked the remaining wine drop by drop.
Afterwards, he wiped the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "This wine is really good."
Wine is good, but I don’t know if this woman in white is a good person.
Lin Yun shook his head, not thinking too much, he passed through the vast sea of clouds. After half a stick of incense, he returned to Ting Fengju, a small figure in the middle of Ting Feng, fiddling with her hair irritably.
Lin Yun's eyes lit up~IndoMTL.com~It's Xiao Bingfeng, she is back from Ye Ziling.
Little Bingfeng raised his head when he heard the sound, Lin Yun was shocked instantly, and all the drinks he drank last night were shocked.
I saw the little ice phoenix disheveled hair, a mess, and her hair resembled a sparrow nest. There was a bright round blush on his cheeks, and a lot of black pockmarked on his face. The most terrible thing is that he is still wearing a rustic red cotton jacket.
Lin Yun stepped back, scared "Where did the monster come from!"
Xiao Bingfeng choked a few times when he heard the words, and then sat down on the ground, crying "Wow, Lin Yun, you bastard, I don't want to live anymore!"
[Chapter two is delivered, thanks to the four million yuan in the Yuqingfeng boss for the reward, I know that he is the No. 1 local tyrant Yuqingfeng, the Yuqingfeng of the Huya bottle family. But more happily, his other identity, he is an old book friend of Xianwu. The Azure Dragon King, Thousand-Year Fire, White-clothed Swordsman, Chu Chaoyun, Emperor Wuwei, Mo Chen, Liu Ruyue...Who still remembers these? One hundred thousand celestial friends back then did not know where they are scattered now. I'm back...Is everyone back? If you can, let’s take a dip. I’ve been very tired these days, but I really miss you guys now. 】
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