The Path Toward Heaven

When Zhao Jiu returned to the front, Zhao Layue was already awake.

She looked around cautiously, the cyan sword flying silently around her, ready to attack at any time.

She vaguely guessed where it was, but she couldn't believe it, so she became more nervous.

It was not until Jing Jiu came out that her expression relaxed a little, and asked, "What's going on?"

Jing Jiu said: "As you can see, we are already at the top of the peak."

Zhao Layue's voice shivered slightly: "This is Shifu's cave?"

Jing Jiu said: "It should be."

Zhao Layue received the green sword, stared at his eyes, and said after a long silence: "How did you do it?"

She had long guessed that Jing Jiu should have a way to reach the summit, but when he really did, and was taken to the summit with her, she was still surprised.

Jing Jiu thought for a while and said, "When you are asleep, a fairy with a white beard suddenly appears, takes us here, and disappears again."

Zhao Layue looked at him and did not speak.

Jing Jiu said: "This story is not good?"

Zhao Layue said: "Not good."

Jing Jiu said: "Are you likely to believe that a little bit?"

Zhao Layue looked at him seriously and said, "I am not Liu Shisui."

Jing Jiu sighed: "It seems that I want to think about a story again."

Zhao Layue asked, "Who the hell are you?"

Jing Jiu said: "I am also looking for answers."

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There is a stone chair in the cave house left by the real person of Jingyang. There is a cushion on it. The cushion is embroidered with gold thread with a very simple pattern of flowers and birds. I do n’t know how many years it has been worn. The color of the gold thread has faded. It's a little fuzzy, but it's not broken yet, and the mat is thick and soft like a cloud.

Jing Jiu sat down unkindly, and then watched Zhao Layue looking for something in the cave.

"Are you looking for that sword?"

Zhao Layue stopped and looked at him a little puzzled and said, "Don't you want to find that sword?"

Jing Jiu wanted to say something to her, she had already gone elsewhere.

Zhao Layue searched the inside and outside of the Dong Mansion, but he still couldn't find the sword, sensed with the sword, and did not respond.

She walked to the cliff and looked at the mountains, thinking that the sword was in the peak?But how is it possible for God Mofeng to be so big?

Chaoyang is on the other side of the mountains. After a few rays of morning light, it illuminates the white clouds, and there is still a gloom under the peak.

Her face was pale.

"what happened?"

Jing Jiu approached her.

Zhao Layue looked down, like a child who did something wrong: "I didn't find the sword."

Jing Jiu said: "It doesn't matter if we can't carry the sword, we can go to Liangwang Peak."

When he said this, he didn't seem to think about it. Of course, Liang Wangfeng would welcome Zhao Layue, but would he do the same to him?

"It's not about Cheng Jian."

Zhao Layue thought that if the uncle ancestor Jingyang failed to ascend, the sword was still at the end of the god's peak, indicating that he might still be here to heal.

If the sword was gone, he was afraid that he would not be there.

She vaguely guessed what Jing Jiu should have to do with Jing Yang Shishu, but she didn't know if she should be told.

She sat down by the cliff, holding her knees, and looked very lonely.

This is the first time Jing Jiu has seen this weak emotion on her face.

When he met for the first time at the summit of Jianfeng, he saw that there was a deep depression in the eyes of this little girl.

Many things have answers tonight.

"Uncle Shi is dead."

Zhao Layue looked at the silent mountain, thinking about the deserted and empty cave house, thinking in his heart.

She murmured: "It turns out that it's really dead."

What's the point of all the things she has done in the past four years?

The stress, exhaustion, and sad emotions that can't be spoken with, but can only be buried deep in the heart, come out at this moment.

Zheng sounded softly.

The green sword broke in two pieces and landed on the ground, losing all aura.

puff!Zhao Layue spurted a sip of blood and passed out.

Looking at this picture, Jing Jiu was a little moved.

He had never had such emotions in the past, even if it was a teenager, he had long forgotten it.

Since I stepped on the green hill again, such emotions have appeared a few times, for example, when I was ten years old drinking that cup of tea, like now.

"He is not dead."

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, and said, "He just nearly died."

After saying this, he raised his right hand.

A crackling sound.

His palm hit the top of Zhao Layue's head.

The breeze Xulai, the white clothes fluttering, an indescribable breath spread out at the peak.

The endless Jianyuan poured into Zhao Layue's head to protect her severely damaged sword heart, and then slowly moisturized and repaired.

I don't know how long it took to confirm that she was safe. Jing Jiu withdrew his right hand.

He went back to Dongfu and took a hand towel to wet it with spring water, walked back to the cliff to support her in his arms, and began to wipe her face.

He wiped it very carefully, and the blood and dust on the little girl's face were quickly wiped away.

He glanced at her short, fluffy and messy hair, and after thinking about it, he took a shaded wooden comb back into the hole and began to comb her hair.

A shaded wood comb with a cool, off-air breath is perfect for combing your hair.

The girl's messy short hair quickly became smooth, and the dust disappeared.

Jing Jiu combed her hair while talking to herself.

"So your family name is Zhao."

"But it was obviously a light snow that day, how could there be any heavy snow."

"Besides, is the twelfth lunar month the name of the twelfth lunar month? The name is really awesome."

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Zhao Layue woke up again and found that he was still in the cave mansion of Uncle Patriarch Jingyang, but this time it was not on the cold ground, but on a piece of warm jade.

This difference in treatment did not make her think too much, because she was a little confused at this time, and I wondered if she had just said anything she should not have said.

When she saw herself in the bronze mirror, she felt something was wrong, why her face became so clean, and ...

She completely forgot her previous worries and speculation about Jing Jiu's identity, rushed outside the cave, and said, "What did you do to me?"

Jing Jiu said: "I did nothing."

"Nothing? How do you explain this?"

Zhao Layue pointed to his hair and said.

Her short hair was combed up, and she had a little scent, facing the sky.

Jing Jiu said, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Layue said angrily: "How can you pierce me! I am not a kid!"

"If your hair is so short, you can talk about it as a braid.

Jing Jiu looked at her seriously and said, "And I think it's cute."

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(In order to pay tribute to the butterfly classmates who recently like to brave the sky, Fang Xiang classmates and Liu Xia classmates, there is a chapter today, not at night, this is the real tribute ...)