Chapter 73 Binglan (Second Explosion!)

"Yang...Brother..." was already like a cold heart, suddenly rippled.

The middle-aged man in red and with long hair is a person who is hard to meet in his life... Why did you meet here again?

Fate?

In the dark, have you and my today been destined for a long time?

Brother Yang, this confuses the loneliness. He thought that although the woman knew the master, she was by no means a good one. It's better to bear the result.

Thinking of this, my footsteps slowly separated, cut my head with one move, and suddenly cut the back of Binglan's neck, and then cut it again!

"slow down!"

I saw a snow-white breath, which immediately covered the blood.

Looking up, it's not the broken-hearted sword of Yunfeng, the king of ice and snow. Who is it?

Yunfeng always abided by the agreement with Yang Gucheng. He just fell on the wall and did not step into the garden.

Look at the faint back from afar. Silent tears slid down his face.

Dugu was stunned for a while.

What's going on? Why do the two rare masters in the world, the strange master and the ancestor of Hancheng, have to protect this demon woman of unknown origin at the same time?

Xueyao.

Yunfeng Taoist broke his sleeves against the wind and read it gently in his mouth.

Where have you been these years?

"I've been waiting for you all these years." Yang Gucheng resisted the soul of recovery at this moment and said softly, "I've been waiting for you. Even if I know I can't wait for you, I'm willing to wait here and live for you."

In Yang Gucheng's eyes, a tenderness that has never existed in recent years suddenly appeared.

"Are you all right? Can you take off the veil and show it to me?

Bing Lan was very skilled in suppressing the excitement in her heart.

has been under pressure for more than 20 years, and even if it is pressed again at this moment, why not?

She turned her body and carried it on her back.

Tears are like a bead curtain, scattered into a string.

I just want to see this plum garden first. Look at this one of your favorite plum blossoms. I have long heard that Hancheng is already the head of the cold city, and there is absolutely no one who can recognize him. Moreover, those people can definitely break through the frost formation, which made her make such a decision.

But she didn't expect it in this long-lost plum garden.

I actually met someone I haven't seen for a long time.

Although the plum blossoms are good, they are just cute.

The man is: smile at a glance, and worry bit by bit. All of them are more unforgettable.

Yang Gucheng inserted his long hair from the front with one hand and stroked it back a few times.

He looked up and smiled, "Hahahaha... I, Yang Gucheng, have been waiting for you in the world for 26 years, and today, I finally waited for you!"

I have also been waiting for you for 26 years.

Above the courtyard wall, the one-armed old man never dared to say his love. He has no way to compete here.

26 years ago, from the moment he failed to push her off the cliff for the position of leader, he had lost the opportunity to compete.

She suddenly turned around and couldn't help but see the clouds and wind on the wall of the courtyard.

"Brother..."

She was stunned, as if she had gone back to 26 years ago.

All three of them are young.

At that time, wasn't it just like today?

There are two dilemmas, left and right, all with one hand. You just need to reach out and hold your hand.

"Sister. You are finally back." Yunfeng said lightly.

Unfortunately, 26 years ago, everything was involuntarily.

Binglan saw the empty sleeve on the left side of Yunfeng and was surprised: "Brother, your hand..."

Yunfeng smiled miserably and said, "Hand...what is it?"

Yang Gucheng stared and said angrily, "Yunfeng! What are you doing here?"

Yunfeng closed his eyes and couldn't help crying.

He slowly turned around and said, "I, a sinner, don't dare to think about anything at this moment..."

Yang Gucheng said affectionately: "Xue Jia... In those years, your master tried his best to stop us from being together, so that we finally missed it and forged a lifetime of regret. And today, I finally waited for you to come back... Xueyao, give me another chance... Let me know that this is not a dream... Please believe my knife. Now under the world, who can stop us from being together?"

Together?

XueJang couldn't help trembling all over. This is what I look like. When you are middle-aged, how can you be with your beloved Langjun with spring and fantasy like a delicate girl back then?

Twenty-six years later, even if it can be realized, I'm afraid this fantasy is no longer beautiful at this moment.

"Brother Yang, I'm sorry..." Xue Jia cried, "I can't be with you like this anymore..."

Xueyao, how many past events have been carried on your fragile shoulders in the past 26 years?

Yang Gucheng rushed up with an arrow step and held Xue Jia tightly from behind in his arms.

Her body is so lacking in warmth, so thin, and in need of protection.

Yang Gucheng whispered, "Xue Jia, as long as I can be with you, I don't care what you become."

Xue Jang broke away from his arms, turned around, and gently stroked the deep knife marks on his face.

"There is only one knife mark on your face, but there are countless ways on my face. My face is more horrible than ghosts now..."

The snow was like tears, and the veil was soaked.

"In those years, this ice cliff fell. Fortunately, several crooked neck trees slowed down my body a little, and then I saved my life. But my face," she gently stroked her veil with great fear. "My face has also been scraped into deep marks... I'm no longer young or beautiful... Brother Yang, you forget me..."

The voice has trembling, as if it will be drowned in silent tears at any time.

The iron-stone heart of Yang Ancient City is as soft as tofu at this moment. Every word she said made his heart hurt for a while.

He reached out and hugged her and put her head in his arms.

"So many years have passed, why are you still so stupid? I remember that I had a scar on my face for a long time. You didn't dislike me. How can I dislike you?

"But..."

Yang Gucheng gently stroked her long hair and said, "Don't do it... Let's go now."

"Hail..."

Yunfeng suddenly raised his hand.

Yang Gucheng said angrily, "Yunfeng, you have made a big mistake 26 years ago. Now, do you still want to make mistakes again and again?"

"Xue Jia, it was all my fault..." Yun Feng turned around and said affectionately to Xue Jia, "I know that I am no longer qualified to compete with Brother Yang... But as long as you are happy, I will bless silently. As long as you can forgive me..."

Xue Jia came out of Yang Gucheng's arms, but did not answer.

Yunfeng said sadly, "Over the years, I have gradually given up everything. And now, as long as you are happy, I can give up everything for you... Do you want to be the position of the head of Hancheng? If you want it, I will immediately ask for the frost Zen to..."