Chapter 1109

A piece of liver and intestines is broken, where can I find a soulmate in the end of the world.

A song of pear flowers fades, only roses are red in the snow.

With a rosy smile, the past can be worth billions of dollars from scratch.

A song of reincarnation is bitter, where will I meet you again.

A song that chaotic rivers and mountains, this sword is born extraordinary; the floating clouds are not my intention, and it will last ten thousand years!

In the floating mountain peak, Lin Yun was in the vast mountains and forests, and he played five songs in a row. There is no specific score for each song, just rely on the emotions in your heart, and you can play it at will.

All the joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, all the blood and tenderness in his heart are all contained in the five scores. Xiao Yin is in the middle of heaven and earth, in the mountains and forests, full of breath and blooming brightly.

Every song is his true feelings, the first song is his loneliness and loneliness, and it is also all his suppressed pain and torture on the road to heaven.

The second song is for Senior 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, and each of them has an irreplaceable weight. Many times, he always waits until he loses them before he knows how to cherish them.

I didn't understand it at the time, but the emotion was like old wine, and the longer it lasted, the deeper it hurt.

For example, Senior Sister Xinyan, he has only woken up in horror until now. It turns out that Senior Sister occupies such an important position in his heart.

Take Yue Weiwei, for example, when he looked at the jade flute in his hand, the girl in red immediately looked back and smiled on the maple forest by the river.

At the first sight of the moon by the Hongye River, Hongyan smiled for the rest of her life. Since then, the love will be difficult to break, and the past will not be remembered from the beginning.

Lin Yun looked at the jade flute in his hand, stunned.

In the fourth song, he is a brother for Su Ziyao. This is his lover in two lifetimes. How hard is reincarnation. He is the Earth Lin Yun and the Sword Slave Lin Yun, but the Earth's Lin Yun is gone, and neither is the Sword Slave Lin Yun.

Two lifetimes of suffering in reincarnation, where will I meet you again.

Saying goodbye to Kunlun, Lin Yun died on the road to the sky, only to come to Kunlun when he reached the top. Where can we meet again? When will we meet again?

The suffering of reincarnation cannot be compared to the word love!

In the last song, he sang for the funeral sword in his hand and sang for himself. My generation is not a thing in the pool, this sword is born extraordinary.

The master of Sacred Sword Mountain sings loudly with his sword, floating clouds are not my intention, ten thousand years with a flick of his finger!

The same is true for Lin Yun, how could the sword in his hand be trapped under the clouds, and one day it will be in the sky.

In the mountains and forests, there are countless sword intents forming ice crystal-like flowers, covering the void, and in the blink of an eye, it looks like the stars in the sky, boundless as far as the eye can see.

Under the night, such a beautiful scenery makes people see God.

"Yi Xiao Yu Jian, so it is."

Lin Yun whispered to himself, and at this moment, he completely understood that the true meaning of using Xiao Yujian was a love word.

There was a heat flow between his eyebrows, Lin Yun closed his eyes and felt that there was a majestic sword intent accumulating between his eyebrows.

"Fourth Grade Sword Intent, is it related to this?"

Lin Yun touched the center of his eyebrows thoughtfully. This was not the first time. When the sword intent had been improved before, the center of his eyebrows would have moved like this.

It turns out that Xiaoyin will also help me improve my sword intent, Lin Yun thought to himself, in this way, practicing Xiao is really practicing swordsmanship.

I am really looking forward to what kind of light this sword intent in the sky can shine in my hands.

Whoa!

Lin Yun stretched out his hand and waved, the flower of sword intent seen in the forest, lifted off from the mountain like a lantern.

It's beautiful, it's addicting.

Fourth-grade Sword Intent, I'm afraid it will be so beautiful, Lin Yun said softly.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Just as Lin Yun was about to leave, among the 108 peaks floating around the Holy Sword Mountain, an ethereal and high-pitched piano sound suddenly sounded. The sound of the qin is like a fairy sound between the peaks swirling in the sky, and it instantly touches the heartstrings of people.

What a brilliant sound!

Lin Yun was secretly surprised, the master who played the piano was probably many times more intelligent than the people in Tsing Yi in the Holy Sword Mountain before.

He was fascinated by what he heard, and he couldn't help but rise up into the air, patrolling the sound above the floating clouds.

After approaching, Lin Yun spread his arms, and the clouds and mist were like layers of curtains, which were opened layer by layer in front of him.

After the fog cleared, Lin Yun saw the man playing the piano in the pavilion above the peak. There was a woman who was playing the qin in the pavilion, her ten fingers like white snow, constantly fiddling on the strings.

What a nice view!

With just these hands, it can be concluded that the owner of the hands must be a peerless beauty.

Lin Yun looked up, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, it was her!

The woman was dressed in white, with a white gauze hat on, and a looming beautiful face was reflected in the haze.

But if you look closely, you can't really see his face through a layer of fog.

Lin Yun was certain that she was the mysterious woman in Feiyun Palace seven days ago, the woman in white who was staring at him secretly.

Lin Yun kept his head down, approached quietly, and hid in the clouds to observe.

Click!

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 you are here, you don't have to hide. I was waiting for you."

Being discovered, Lin Yun smiled awkwardly and walked out in the mist.

He came to the cliff and came to the pavilion, and found that five wine glasses had already been placed on the table beside him, and the glasses were all filled with wine.

"The girl is waiting for me?"

Lin Yun asked curiously.

The woman in white smiled and said softly, "I haven't played the piano for many years. After hearing Mr. Lin's five-song xiao tone tonight, I felt a little bit emotional. So I resumed my old art and wanted to attract the young master. Let Young Master Lin laugh."

"Young Master Lin..." Lin Yun said with a smile, "You know my surname, so it seems that it was indeed you that day."

The woman in white did not deny it, and said softly: "They said that the road to the sky is a strange person, so I will come to see, it is really strange, otherwise I will miss a good show. , Climbing to the top of the Holy Sword Mountain, the sound of the road, the sound of the kendo bell, resounded through the clouds."

"It's amazing enough. I didn't expect Young Master Lin's Xiao Yin to be so accomplished. It really opened the little girl's eyes."

Lin Yun was a little embarrassed to be praised like this, and said softly, "I'm just practicing the flute, how can I talk about any attainments."

"But this xiao sound has clearly acquired the essence of rhythm. The sound of the phoenix flute is 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 woman in white looked up at Lin Yun, her voice was clear and sweet, like jade beads falling on a plate.

The smile on Lin Yun's face faded instantly, looking quite surprised. He didn't expect anyone to hear the true meaning of the song, and his face couldn't help showing a bit of bitterness.

"Girl, do you want to hear a story?"

Lin Yun was silent for a moment. For some reason, he did have the desire to speak.

"Please sit, please drink. You speak, I will listen." The white cloud woman stretched out her hand.

Lin Yun took his seat, raised his glass, and said with a smile, "So this wine was really prepared for me, so I'm welcome."

He drank it, it was a glass of strong wine, burning like fire in his throat. The wine fell into his stomach, and his internal organs were immediately thrown into the sea, and his hot tears appeared in his eyes.

"Good wine!"

Lin Yun said heavily, and then immediately said: "This story is really long. In the past, in a very remote place, there was a sword slave in a sect. He had average talent and average understanding. Apart from the unique skill of washing the sword with one hand, there is nothing, but he is an infatuation!"

Hahaha!

Lin Yun laughed, his laughter was sad, but full of heroism. He was clearly telling other people's stories, but his own tears kept flowing.

As everyone knows, Earth Lin Yun and Sword Slave Lin Yun are already one person.

He is Lin Yun on Earth, and also the sword slave Lin Yun of Qingyun Sect.

He told the story of Lin Yun to Su Ziyao, from Qingyunzong to the Daqin Empire, to the death of Xinjue, and to the heavy snowfall in the imperial capital.

Speaking of which, before leaving the Daqin Palace, the woman who was angry at him and made him not allowed to be proud.

Bright sunshine, don't be complacent.

The woman in white looked through the hat and white gauze. When Lin Yun talked about it, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth involuntarily. This guy was very proud.

"Are you really proud that you slept with her?" The woman in white interjected for the first time, and at some point in the pavilion, there was a chill.

Lin Yun, who was half-drunk and half-awake, didn't notice it. He smiled and said, "I am such a superficial person, I am proud of her because she has me in her heart!"

I don't know when the five glasses of wine were finished, Lin Yun poured himself the wine and said while drinking.

He also doesn't know why he has no scruples today, maybe it's because his soulmates are hard to find?

Or maybe it was because he really had a lot of stories in his heart that he wanted to tell others, and he completely let down his guard in front of this stranger.

He talked about the road to the sky again, talked about the final battle of rejecting the other party, and talked about his heartache just now, but he didn't really forget the other party.

There is also Xinyan, he also has a lot of reluctance in his heart, and his melancholy pain comes from this.

"Don't be heartbroken. If you really have no feelings for these two women, you would be too indifferent and heartless. Maybe, the person you like will not like you because of this."

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 more difficult than swordsmanship. Killing people without blood is unforgettable and hard to give up."

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, his drunk eyes were a little hazy, and he laughed softly: "It's not different, but I can't understand the old guy's thoughts. He wants to play, so let's play with him for the time being, but it seems that the game is a little big."

He was talking while drinking, and at the end he was obviously drunk, got up and started to draw with the other party, telling the other party what the meaning of the five pieces he just played.

At the end, Lin Yun was drunk in the pavilion, still muttering to himself in his dream.

When dawn 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 jacket, and the sun shone on his face, and Lin Yun opened his eyes lazily.

"What place is this?"

Lin Yun woke up with a start, and when he looked around, the pavilion was empty.

It wasn't until he saw the wine glass on the table that Lin Yun slowly remembered it, looked at the white fur coat on his body again, and smiled bitterly: "It's really a shame to be drunk."

He swayed and stood up, raised 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."

Wine is good wine, but I don't know if this woman in white is a good person.

Lin Yun shook his head, without thinking too much, he passed through the vast sea of ​​clouds. After half a column of incense, I returned to Tingfeng Residence. In the center of Tingfeng, a small figure was playing with his hair irritably.

Lin Yun's eyes lit up, it was Xiao Bingfeng, she came back from Ye Ziling.

When Xiao Bingfeng heard the sound, she raised her head, Lin Yun was instantly startled, and all the drinks she drank last night were taken away.

I saw Xiao Bingfeng's hair was disheveled, messy, and her hair was like a sparrow's nest. Bright round blush was on her cheeks, and there were some black pockmarks on her face. The most terrible thing is that he is still wearing a rustic red cotton jacket.

Lin Yunchao stepped back and said in fright, "Where did the monster come from!"

Hearing this, Xiao Bingfeng choked up a few times, then sat down on the ground, crying loudly: "Wow, woohoo, Lin Yun, you bastard, this emperor doesn't want to live!"