Don't listen to the rain on the tower, don't watch the sycamore fall

1. Don't listen to the rain

(1) Don't listen to the wounds of the rain, drink a cup of wine

People all over the world.

Ten years ago, he held a single sword and was invincible at the same level. He was hailed as the youngest star in the human race. Even the Gods' servants were drooling at him and regarded it as the body of God. Yaoguang was his master, but he was the one who was hurt the most. Wutong was his lover, but he was the person who hurt the most.

Just because he was deceived by Wutong, he killed his master Yaoguang.

But that is the death of the stars, one of the only eight remaining stars in the human race.

to this end,

Once Tianlan closes, it will wither;

The Holy Emperor was furious and there were millions of corpses floating on him.

He should have been sentenced to death, and he decided to kill the person he had to betray him the most ten years later.

However, this is just a joke.

For ten years, no one will believe it.

For ten years, no one dared to believe that he could kill Wutong, who had been addicted to the star for many years, even if the sky sword is in his hand and talent is in his body, he cannot violate the laws of this world - star death, which is connected to the star; if he cannot cut off the star, he cannot kill the star death.

Therefore, this is destined to be a topic of conversation after dinner, just a smile.

But what was surprised was that the Holy Emperor, who should have been the most angry, believed it and realized that it was just a lie to ask for life. He just looked at his eyes because of his green eyes that were red. What is even more ridiculous in the world?

However, the Holy Emperor believed, so we believed too.

For ten years, he was drunk, sleeping, and sweeping the graves, and was more in a daze, but he didn't practice knife.

After ten years, he has made no progress in his realm.

So, he is still a joke in our eyes.

Ten years ago, we vaguely remembered that his name was Mo Tingyu;

All we know for ten years is that he is called Drunk Fish.

(2) Don’t listen to the meaning of the rain and continue the inheritance

Su Chang'an.

That year, he decided to go to the north with a sword. Since he was asking for a life to continue in front of the palace ten years ago, he made this decision. Not to mention that his life no longer belongs to him, nor the Holy Emperor's more extensive layout for the north, just saying that it can make the demon clan fall and kill a life star, it is also excellent for the human race.

The concept is lofty and the reality is skinny.

Before he could reach the north, he fainted only at Nagato.

That year, Nagato Feixue, I saved him,

The reason is simple,

Because in the cold wind, there was a knife beside him;

Moreover, because I want to learn to learn to kill, I will change my current situation.

That year, although the cottage was cold, he told me

The knife cannot be used to nourish the mind,

Because of hatred, I owe everyone an explanation;

He has hatred, and has betrayed the people of the world and even more so has the Yaoguang lineage.

The withering of Yaoguang's lineage made him feel guilty, so I, who was taking care of him, became his only choice, inherited Yaoguang's glory, and also shouldered the burden that should not belong to me.

In this way, I became his apprentice and the successor of the Yaoguang lineage for no reason.

But he never taught me any sword skills.

What I saw was more that he was looking at the north, yes, just staring blankly, not practicing swords.

When I went to school, he was in a daze;

When I went home, he was in a daze;

I want to learn sword, he was dazed;

He was quiet for a while before he said: Refining a knife to nourish his mind. But it is not what I think practiced a knife and promoted goodness.

Anyway, no matter how much I persuade him, he just won't teach him.

It's halfway through the cold and snowy night.

He leaned against the wall, with a resolute and comfortable atmosphere, quietly waiting for the arrival of time.

I tossed and turned in bed. Because I knew, "He was preparing to go to the North after two hours. Not only did he fight, but he also went to die. If he couldn't come back, he really wouldn't come back. In my opinion, this would be extremely bad."

"I don't know your name yet?" Although he didn't teach me how to practice swords, I still wanted to know about him, such as the name. He was like a passerby, never brought anything or took anything away. But I just didn't want him to die in vain. I hope he could be kept by my words. So I asked in his back, "Why don't you wait until the injury is healed before going back, and then come back."

I had long forgotten the answer he gave me that night. I only vaguely remembered his name "Mo Tingyu". It turned out that his name was Mo Tingyu.

I cried for him. Although I knew I couldn't do anything, I still chose to cry for him.

I should be glad that he was moved by me. Although I don’t know if it was the effect of this tear, he decided to teach me how to practice the knife.

So we went to the north together.

In a match between Northland, I finally learned his only sword, also called Mo Tingyu. I witnessed the incredible scene that people in the world could not see, and it also involved the cause and effect of the death of three stars.

Until today.

Mo Tomb, in front of the monument, is clearly engraved in seal script.

There are graves in the south,

Burial of the people who went to the north,

Don't listen to the wind and rain,

A star fell from the knife.

The knife fell and the people scattered.

Mo Tingyu, you are really not a good master.

My tears just flowed like this.

(III) Don't listen to the rain's dream, it's very broken

Don't listen to the rain.

Ten years ago.

In Chang'an in December, winter is coming to an end.

Chang'an City, a rain of Wei.

I was so caught off guard, so I didn’t have time to hide or avoid it.

I'm trapped here.

If outsiders can’t get in, I can’t get out, at least I don’t want to get out either.

Sycamore.

I never dreamed that this person would betray me, and finally chose to betray me.

My eyes have looked down upon all the geniuses of my time,

At this time, he was blinded and killed his mentor Yaoguang.

The love I thought pushed me into an abyss that I could not extricate myself.

The more I pushed, the farther and farther I fell, until I felt so heartbroken.

I have suffered, I have regretted it, and I have even more tied up.

I can even use my heaviest oath to pray for my life in front of the palace.

Since that day, I have given up my pride of talent.

Since that day, my knife has not been sheathed and only nourishes my mind.

Since that day, I have forgotten everything, only one knife, and it is also the only one I remember.

It's been ten years since I was almost unable to suppress the intention on the knife.

No one in the world believes it,

Only I believe it myself,

My sword can avenge my shame and revenge.

It's been ten years.

Chang'an is approaching December again, and winter is about to end.

Chang'an City, a rain of Wei.
To be continued...