The scholar soon bid farewell to the woman's tearful eyes to see her leave the village where the same group of people left. In order to go to Beijing to take the exam, the scholar's not rich family insisted on taking out the silver coins. Of course, the woman secretly asked someone to give most of the money to the scholar's family.

The woman was waiting hard at home, hoping for scholars to go to high school. The wait was long. Because of excessive longing, the woman's appetite became worse and worse, and people became thinner and thinner. The woman, who was already a little weak, looked more and more as time passed.

Pale hair.

A year later, the candidates who were traveling with the scholar rushed back from the capital in groups of three or three, and also brought back the good news that the scholar was the second place in high school.

The villagers were very envious, saying that the scholar was the material for becoming an official in the future. The scholar's future made every relative excited, and even threatened to hold a banquet when the scholar came back as an official to invite the villagers to have a big meal. He was also happy for the scholar.

Of course, he was also there. She often dreamed of the moment when she came in and married her, and her complexion had changed a lot recently.

Another month has passed, and the scholar has not come back yet, and a trace of uneasiness appears quietly in the woman's heart. Wang Er, who came back from the capital in the village, finally brought news about the scholar, saying that the prime minister wanted to win over the scholar's talent.

, if you want to recruit him as your son-in-law, the wedding date will be half a month later.

The news hit the woman's uneasy heart like a thunderbolt. The woman was not happy in one breath and even coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. She silently whispered with tears in her eyes, "I don't believe that Brother Tian will come back. It will definitely happen, he said

Will marry me."

The woman's family comforted her silently, saying that she could find a good family with her conditions, so why bother hanging on a crooked tree? She didn't say a word, just buried her head in the quilt and cried.

Half a month later, the woman still didn't wait for the scholar to return, but she became silently crying and held a ball of paper in her hand and closed her eyes. Tears flowed down her cheeks. A teardrop dripped onto the new shoes she embroidered for herself.

She was the one she prepared to wear that day he married her.

At this time, a man pushed the door vigorously and entered, "Bing'er, I'm back! I'm back marrying you!" He gave up and ascended the prime minister to resign and rushed back to the scholar home.

The scholar returned to the village and didn't even go home, so he ran to the woman's house excitedly. But in front of him, the white silk and plain flowers in front of the door were so dazzling that the scholar was a little lost. Such a result was really hard for him to make him feel

accept.

A strong wind blew, and the window frames that had been patched for countless patches were creaking, and the white paper flowers in the room swayed and bloomed in the wind. The scholar's luggage fell to the ground with a "bang".

The scholar walked towards the woman in a silence, looking at her pale cheeks, with dazzling tears on her cheeks.

He gently stroked her hair, wiped the corners of her eyes with the corners of her sleeves, and looked at her in a daze.

"In my heart, you are the most beautiful, always like this." The scholar said blankly. He found that the woman's clenched left hand slowly spread out, and he saw that it was a ball of paper.

Gently kneaded the paper ball away, the scholar's vision blurred, and he hugged her, left with the acquiescent of the woman's family, and threw the paper ball to the ground.

The woman's relative took a look at the paper ball thrown on the ground - it said, "Even if the love is deep, why is the fate shallow?", and then sighed without hesitation.

The scholar kept holding the woman and walking towards the west. It was the place where he got up early in the morning to study, and she would come to see him every time. The scholar looked at him and did not stop until he reached the river.

The setting sun was still struggling in the sky, pulling the shadows so long, and the birds returning from the river returned to their nests in pairs. A tear dripped from the scholar's face to the woman's eyes, and flowed along her face to the corner of her smiling mouth.

He held her and they were together forever.

Huang Tian recovered a little consciousness in the darkness, but he felt dizzy and closed his eyes again.

On a new moon night, on the Broken Moon Mountain, the cold moonlight shone on the two people confronting each other in the dark, adding a little bit of solemnity. The shadows of the trees swayed, beside the shadows of the two, like a group of cheering audiences.

"Wind Tian, ​​you and I are both the best of time, but an era does not require two heroes to be admired by people. Therefore, you and I must have a result here." A tall and elegant man in cloth clothes waved.

The eprus in his hand, said.

"Zhongye, I have no intention of fighting with you. If you want to be the leader of this era, you should just take it as you! It has nothing to do with me." The person who spoke was Huang Tian, ​​but this was what he grew up like.

He is much taller and still has the same heroic spirit, but his momentum is even more compelling.

"Hmph, I can't help you! I have you or not today." Zhongye sneered and threw a pink handkerchief over. "If you don't fight me, I won't guarantee her safety!"

Huang Tian took the handkerchief and saw the word "'Huang' on the handkerchief. His fists clenched and his whole body was tense. A murderous aura burst out instantly, "Where is she? It has nothing to do with her! Let her go!"

"Haha, a generation of heroes bowed for women. It's really a hero who is sad to be a beauty. If you want to know, pass me first..."

Before Zhongye could finish his words, Huang Tian pulled out a big sword nearly four feet from behind. The hilt was decorated with dragon shapes, as if it was a real dragon.

Huang Tian disappeared in place, and Zhongye quickly took out the halberd in his hand and waved it behind him. The two of them were in a strange stalemate.

Huang Tian slowly pressed downwards in the air and said, "I asked again, let her go, this is also letting you go."

"Haha, it's impossible. You'd better die. See you in hell!" Zhongye pulled the halberd in his hand, Huang Tian threw the air and hit the ground hard, splitting the huge rock under Zhongye's feet, sand

Stones permeate the air.

Zhongye stabbed the halberd with his backhand, and was about to stab Huang Tian. Huang Tian flashed and disappeared from the spot again.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhongye's mouth and disappeared from the spot.

The two of them used a speed that was difficult to follow through with their naked eyes, and the ground was filled with smoke and sand.

In this way, the two of them were in a fierce confrontation without any fatigue. The sun rose and set, and the moon set again and again. They grew for three days and three nights!

With a loud "bang", the halberd in Zhongye's hand broke into three pieces, and Huangtian's big sword was also shaken to the foot of the mountain.

The two of them were covered in blood, and the battle was obviously extremely tragic. Their attack just now used up all their last bit of strength, and at the same time they fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a piece of smoke and dust.

Zhongye's right arm was cut off by Huang Tian, ​​and the blood had stopped flowing, but it still hurt slightly on Zhongye. Huang Tian's left leg was also taken away by Zhongye.

The two lay on the ground panting.

"The Emperor of Desolation is indeed well-known!" Zhongye broke the coldness and burst into laughter.

"Nan Emperor is also the number one enemy that Huang has ever seen in his life!" Huang Tian also laughed loudly. "It's such a great pleasure to fight with Brother Nan! But can Brother Nan Emperor let her go safely?"

"Haha, since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty!" Zhongye coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. "I, Zhong, am I, who is that villain? I just borrowed her a handkerchief! Don't worry, Brother Huang!"

"..." Huang Tian was speechless for a moment, and after a while of silence, he slowly said, "Okay, it's not worthy of my pride to be able to die with the hero!"

"It's refreshing! But I still want to say, sorry, Brother Huang!"

"Haha! Have fun!"

"Have fun! Haha!"

...

The night is as quiet as stagnant water, and finally the sun in the east rises again, a beam of sunlight shines on the Broken Moon Peak and on the faces of the two. The sunlight brings the last warmth to their already cold bodies, praising the dead

Heroes.

"What is this? Is it a dream?" Huang Tian came over in the scene just now, but there was darkness in front of him, "Am I dead?"
Chapter completed!