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date="2021-11-14"

title="Chapter Fifteen"

weight="147282"

series = ["Carven Jade"]

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After writing this sentence, he took the person into his arms, and his heart was calm and peaceful.

After a while, the person in his arms suddenly moved, and Fu Changling reacted immediately. He panicked and made an "ahhhhh" voice, trying to wake Yan Ming.

Yan Ming finally said, "Water."

Fu Changling hurriedly gave him a water bag, and after Yan Ming drank a few sips of water, Fu Changling helped him up.

Before Yan Ming came over, Fu Changling carried him on his back, let him guide the way, and walked to the edge of the city.

Yan Ming leaned on his back. Fu Changling felt his heart beating very fast. He didn't know if Yan Ming was awake just now, or if Yan Ming knew what he did. He wanted to ask many times, but before he said it. Lost his courage for a moment.

They were on the outskirts of the city that night, and a fire was raised randomly, and then the two of them sat by the fire, each sipping the wine in his spirit pouch.

He thought that Yan Ming didn't know how to drink, but he knew that night that Yan Ming had a good drink.

While they were drinking and chatting, most of them were written by him, and Yan Ming watched him write.

He drank more and started talking nonsense. He felt the chill in the wind, sighed, bowed his head and wrote in the palm of Yan Ming's hand: "It's a pity."

"What a pity?"

"I don't like winter, I like spring." Fu Changling took a sip of wine and continued to write, "The last drink before he died was on the winter night. It's a pity to think about it."

Yan Ming did not speak. After a long time, he calmly said, "You will not die."

He slowly said: "I said, I want to send you out."

Fu Changling was stunned. After a while, he heard Yan Ming say: "Don't think too much, I'll give you a gift."

Fu Changling was confused, and Yan Ming stood up. He took two steps forward, seeming to draw his sword. After a while, he heard the sword sweep across the mountains and rivers, and then the wind and snow stopped suddenly and the temperature In an instant, it began to rise steadily, urging thousands of spring flowers to bloom, the flowers bloomed and the leaves were luxuriant, and the fragrance was swept across Fu Changling's face, making Fu Changling's eyes widened for a moment.

"This is the secret skill of my teacher. Master used to make me happy like this. Now the flowers are blooming, but unfortunately you can't see it. Waiting to go out," Yan Ming said, returning to his side and sitting next to him. , After drinking the last sip of wine, "I will go to you when I finish my business. I will heal your eyes. When the spring blossoms, we will drink together."

Hearing this, Fu Changling laughed, and he was quite excited: "A word is a deal."

Yan Ming replied, "A word is definite."

They spent a few days on the outskirts of the city, and the two recovered their injuries.

With the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, they have the possibility of a battle with the main god in the Xuanji Secret Realm.

They couldn't find the rules, and the only way was to directly break through the exit of Xuanji Secret Realm.

So they divide the work well, Fu Changling is responsible for breaking the formation, and Yan Ming is responsible for attracting the attention of the Lord God.

After their wounds were almost recovered, it came to the day of sacrifice.

As planned, Yan Ming is responsible for attracting the attention of the Lord, and he is responsible for finding a way to break the formation.

They were ready for everything, but found that the enemy was much stronger than they thought.

Yan Ming is very strong among the monks of the Golden Core Stage, but no matter how strong he is, it is impossible to face the strangulation of a secret realm rated as "Ferocious Realm".

So Fu Changling heard the muffled hum from Yan Ming again and again.

Fu Changling knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling. He closed his eyes and fumbled for the formation on the ground. His fingertips and the lines he touched were all moist blood.

He kept telling himself to calm down and don't think about anything. He knew that Yan Ming was behind him. He could feel that person's blood splashing on him, and he heard the muffled sound of something running through his body.

He forced his composure, but his heart was already full of emotions.

It was in that kind of scene that he penetrated the sealing circle at the exit of the Xuanji Secret Realm and forcibly broke through the golden core. Then he took the Spirit Gathering Tower and borrowed spiritual power from the Spirit Gathering Tower to send it all the way to the formation.

He felt his blood and spiritual power fill up the lines on the formation little by little, and he also noticed that the golden core was unable to support it and began to crack because of the infusion and output of too strong spiritual power.

But he couldn't stop, whether it was for himself or Yan Ming, he couldn't stop.

Yan Ming, who noticed his abnormality next to him, couldn't help but yelled: "Changling, stop!"

He can't stop.

No matter what the result, no matter what the sacrifice, he has to take Yan Ming out.

Yan Ming must live if he wants to live.

His mind was filled with this thought, that is, at that instant, a gust of wind rose into the sky, and his whole person could no longer support falling forward.

The moment he just fell, he grabbed him with both hands. The opponent seemed to be swept by a huge force. He didn't have time to talk too much, so he just dragged him tightly and handed a spirit bag into his hand, roaring. Said: "Fu Changling! Go out and live, you must live! I will find you!"

When Fu Changling heard this, he couldn't help but smile.

The other party pulled his hand away with great force little by little. From the moment he pulled him, Fu Changling began to write in the palm of his hand, and at the moment the other party's hand completely left, the last stroke was just finished.

He wrote-I am waiting for you.

This is what he liked when he was a teenager. It was so clean that he trembled every time he thought about it.

Fu Changling rubbed the jade pendant, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

This love started with a deep friendship, but it didn't end well.

After he left the secret realm, because he had forcibly formed a pill in the secret realm, he faced Thunder Tribulation at the door of Shangguan's house. He could only take out the spirit capsule that Yan Ming gave him and threw out all the magic weapons.

He was lucky to survive the thunder robbery.

But Yan Ming’s things were completely smashed by lightning. After the catastrophe, he stood alone in the ruins that were smashed by the lightning. The slightest trace.

So he can only wait.

Although he had knotted the golden core, there were cracks, and a cracked golden core was almost useless. During those days, he sat at home every day to recover from his injuries, and then sent someone to the world, called this young sword cultivator named Yan Ming.

But after searching for a long time, he didn't find that person either.

Such talent, if it weren't for hiding in the mountains, it would have been famous all over the world. After looking through the entire Yunze, I couldn't find it. Later, Fu Changling became Huayang Jun and never saw him. There are only two possibilities. Either he lives in seclusion in the mountains, or the name Yan Ming itself is a pseudonym.

He has no clues and can only wait day after day.

At first, he waited full of expectation, and then gradually resented. At the end, his heart was ashamed, thinking that this person had either lied to him or died.

No matter what the result is, he shouldn't read him again.

However, on the autumn night a year later, when it was drizzling that night, he suddenly heard a noise. He put on his single clothes and got up. At that time, he was almost like a mortal. Night Rain was so cold that he couldn't help coughing twice.

When he walked out of the inner room, he saw a blooming dead flower quietly placed on the window by the window.

Fu Changling was stunned.

The legendary rebirth flower, born under the cliff of ten thousand bones, has the effect of alive and dead, and its effect is against the sky. It is naturally extremely rare.

The dead heart came back to life again. He rushed out the door and yelled at the outside: "Yan Ming! Yan Ming, come out! Yan Ming!"

No one responded.

He stood in the rain looking for a long time, but did not find the boy in white.

He thought that if he could see him again, he would definitely recognize him with just one glance.

But there is no goodbye.

At this point, the mountains were high and the water was wide, and until Fu Changling died, for a full forty-two years, this man seemed to have lived his life from the future and never met again.

He said he wanted to come back, but he didn't come.

But Fu Changling kept guarding, and felt that it didn't matter whether he came or not.

After all, when he used the deceased flower to restore the golden core, when he became famous in the Junzitai controversy, when the karma prison demon repaired, Qin Yan fell to the devil, and the Fu family died at the hands of the demon repair, the world was turbulent, and the clouds were in chaos. .

The white moonlight slowly faded in color. After a long time, he could not even remember Yan Ming's voice clearly.

I just remember the cold tone, with the chill of high mountains and white snow.

Probably, just like Qin Yan.

But sword cultivator seems, and indeed most of them are like this.

Fu Changling held the jade pendant and fell asleep in a daze.

In the early morning of the next day, as soon as the sun fell on him, he was woken up by a kick, and then heard Wu Sisi's dissatisfied voice: "What's the matter with you!"

Fu Changling turned his head in a daze, and saw Wu Sisi at a glance. He was so scared that he took the quilt and took a step back to the corner. Then, after reacting to the people, he patted his hand on his forehead with some pain: "Oh my God, when you enter the man's room in the morning, Didn't you knock on the door?!"

"Qin Yan opened the door for me."

Wu Sisi answered with confidence. Turning off the topic did not make Wu Sisi forget her intention. She lifted Fu Changling's collar and said angrily: "Where's the tower?! Qin Yan said you were going to grab the Linglong Tower. You let the people go? "

"Let me explain..."

"Is there any explanation? What kind of person is a good person? I think you just look at the parents, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Fu Changling's head hurt even more. He felt that a woman's intuition was terrifying. He quickly raised his hands and said, "I definitely don't think he looks good. I'm sure about holding a sword. You Don't worry, I will find someone today and it will definitely succeed."

These words made Wu Sisi's hand holding his collar looser. After hesitating for a while, Wu Sisi slowly put down Fu Changling's collar and urged: "There is not much time, don't waste it. There are other things."

"Don't worry, sister, my relatives," Fu Changling vowed, "I will bring back Linglong Tower for you today."

When Wu Sisi heard this, she completely retracted her hand, patted the bedboard, and turned around and said, "Hurry up."

After speaking, Wu Sisi turned and walked out. Qin Yan had finished washing and stood by Fu Changling's bed. Fu Changling raised his head and glanced at him, then quickly got up and said, "Well, I will go out now. I really convinced you."

Fu Changling stood up, and after washing himself, he led Qin Yan out. The two of them went to the street. Qin Yan held a sword and watched the people coming and going on the street, saying: "How to find?"

"I cast a tracking curse on him." Fu Changling yawned, "I know."

Fu Changling said, leading Qin Yan all the way through the alley to an inn. Fu Changling gave waiter a piece of spiritual stone and walked to the backyard with Qin Yan. After reaching the backyard, Fu Changling suddenly became a little nervous. He turned his head and said to Qin Yan: "You look too fierce and easy to fight, or I Go up and have a chat first, are you waiting for me here?"

"Remember to have a sword."

Qin Yan asked, but didn't say much. Fu Changling nodded and turned upstairs, and then he stood in front of Yan Ming's room. After hesitating again and again, he finally knocked on the door and cautiously said: "That, Young Master Yan, in Xia Yunze, Brother Fu Changling, is planning to figure out As for the secret environment, there are some issues that need to be co-operated with Young Master Yan. I wonder if Young Master Yan can do it conveniently and open the door for a description?"

There was no movement inside the door. Fu Changling stood at the door. He sighed and said, "Master Yan, I know we have many misunderstandings, but you can rest assured that I am really a good person. My heart for Master Yan is a lesson from heaven and earth. Provable."

"It's true," Fu Changling spoke alone, his thoughts scattered and illogical. As he said, he couldn't help but recall the past. "When I saw Young Master Yan last night, I couldn't help but think of the one I admired many years ago. An deceased person. Master Yan is exactly the same as that deceased person. I thought, if Master Yan could give a chance, we would be friends..."

Before he finished speaking, the door opened. Fu Changling looked up and saw Yan Ming standing at the door with a cold face. Fu Changling smiled in surprise. He didn't expect the other party to open the door so easily, and said happily: "Young Master Yan?"

Yan Ming didn't speak, and reached out to Fu Changling directly, and dragged him in the door with a hand.

After a while, Fu Changling was thrown out of the window directly, and he slammed into Qin Yan with a loud "Ah".

Qin Yan looked down at him, Fu Changling raised his head and saw Qin Yan, he was stunned at first, and then smiled embarrassingly: "Mistake..."

Qin Yan did not listen to his explanation, turned around with the sword, and walked upstairs directly. Fu Changling hurriedly got up. Because he had just been beaten, he felt pain when he moved, and delayed his movements. He fell. Taking a breath, he hurriedly said: "Qin Yan! Wait! Wait for me to try again! Qin..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Changling saw that Yan Ming was exactly the same as he was just now, and he was kicked out of the window.

Then the white-clothed embroidered crane boy stepped through the window and fell lightly from the second floor. He held a black sandalwood carved box in one hand, and in the other hand he held a sword with a few crimson long swords on him. The point of the long sword was straight Pointing at the neck of Yan Ming who just got up.

Yan Ming panted heavily and looked at Qin Yan who was expressionless in front of him with anger. Fu Changling's heart suddenly became tight and hurriedly persuaded, "Well, Qin Yan..."

"Pack."

Qin Yan spoke plainly, and Fu Changling was a little dazed: "Huh?"

Qin Yan glanced at him, his eyes were full of warnings: "I said, pack."