Willow bank.

Pavilion in the middle of the lake with the waning moon in the morning breeze.

Liu Yili sat alone in the pavilion playing the piano.

"The sound of the flute swallows Qin'e's dream of breaking the moon in the Qin Tower. The moon in the Qin Tower makes the willows color every year, and Baling is sad to say goodbye. Junshan breaks willows, regardless of separation and reunion."

"On the Qingqiu Festival in Yueyouyuan, the sound of Xianyang's ancient road is extinguished. The sound is extinguished, the west wind is shining, the Han family mausoleum. Missing, the Han family mausoleum."

This was the sound of the piano that came from under the big bell of Hanshan Temple every morning more than half a month ago.

For Liu Yili, it was no longer important who played the piece. What was important was that the piece gave her a strong sense of familiarity, which made her remember the piece so much that she

Play the same song every day.

The song ends.

The ripples on the lake soon subsided in the waning wind of dawn, and the pavilion in the center of the lake fell silent, in stark contrast to the noise outside. Liu Biran looked up at a pair of orioles singing in pairs on the green willows ahead.

I can't help but remember that time.

That year.

The young man, dressed in white like snow, drifted into her life.

The girl is as elegant as a flower, blooming in his heart.

When the two met for the first time, they fell in love with each other.

Sometimes she would be angry because of his arrogance, she would envy his chic and frivolous appearance, and she would also secretly feel sad that he was loved by countless boudoir girls in Lin'an.

, she is still the only one.

They love and attract each other deeply, and they will keep it in their hearts forever.

However, not long after the snow fell in her heart, the boy disappeared, and the snow made of broken white clothes stopped falling. But the snow in her heart had been hidden for many years, turning into longing, and roaring in her heart.

"A Li." Liu Biran walked out of nowhere.

"Sister?" Liu Yili looked at her hurriedly.

Liu Biran, however, avoided Liu Yili's expectant eyes and said softly: "He didn't come."

The expectations of several days and nights were shattered by these four words.

Liu Biran felt a little guilty, "I just attended the big ceremony. A young swordsman with whom he has been close in recent times and the maid in his boat also came, but he was the only one who was not seen."

"What my sister is talking about is Mr. Guzhou." Liu Yili asked quietly.

"Yes." Liu Biran looked around and confirmed that no one was around before solemnly saying: "Young Master Guzhou is Ren Shaohua."

"Sister Yan smiled." Liu Yili's expression remained calm and did not reveal the surprise that Liu Biran expected.

"You don't believe it?" Liu Biran frowned.

"It's not that I don't believe it. It's that he and Mr. Guzhou are two different people, there is no doubt about it." Liu Yili said seriously.

"But Mr. Guzhou is indeed the one you miss so much." Liu Biran snorted coldly, "This matter has been witnessed by a friend of mine. That day when we visited Guzhoufang, he hid behind the screen.

Just to prevent you from seeing his true face."

"If a person wants to escape his former identity, then he will no longer be the same person as before." Liu Yili smiled softly and played the strings, "If he wants to change back to the person he used to be.

, we can only wait for him to admit it."

"So, Mr. Guzhou cannot be him."

"He won't be a lonely man either."

In the distance, under a willow tree by the lake.

Liu Zangfeng, also known as Mr. Guzhou, after hearing the conversation between the two girls, he couldn't help but look down at the folding fan in his hand. There was a pool of blood on the fan, which was dark red, as if it had been mottled for several years.

This folding fan was the folding fan that I carried with me when I was a young master on Mo Shang. It was an ordinary folding fan.

He originally wanted to use this folding fan and his father's identity to cut off Liu Yili's thoughts, but he didn't expect that Liu Biran would walk out halfway and tell Liu Yili a fact.

However, Liu Yili's view of this fact surprised him quite a bit.

Young Master Guzhou sighed, "Can I go back? But I'm afraid all I can do is escape."

The imperial capital, Luoyang City.

Liu Mansion.

A middle-aged man with a thin face and a clean beard is sitting cross-legged in the upper seat of the lobby, closing his eyes to meditate. Another man of similar age to him, with a beard on his cheeks, is pacing back and forth below.

It was Liu Zangfeng and his younger brother Liu Zanglie.

Liu Zangfeng listened to the pacing and asked, "Second brother, why are you so worried?"

Liu Zanglie stopped, made a fist with his right hand, and thumped the palm of his left hand, "Brother, you said we don't go back this time, can my sister-in-law handle this conference?"

"Can't you trust your sister-in-law?" Liu Zangfeng frowned.

"That's not true." Liu Zanglie scratched his head, "It's just that as the master of a village, this is another grand alliance meeting held every five years. Without you, I'm afraid those heroes in the world will continue to criticize you."

"Let them discuss it to their heart's content." Liu Zangfeng said calmly: "Soon, those voices of criticism will no longer exist."

Liu Zanglie's eyes lit up, "Brother, are you so confident?"

"Do you think that when I come to Luoyang this time, I will gain nothing?" Liu Zangfeng opened his eyes, and his eyes were extremely stern.

"Yesterday, King Jing and the Master of Tianji Pavilion summoned you. What did they say?" Liu Zanglie approached Liu Zangfeng and asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing more than Loulan's business." Liu Zangfeng lightly pressed his right hand on the table and put down his cross-legged legs. "Although in today's world, it has become a trend that no one in the Jianghu and the court can offend each other. The Jianghu is the Jianghu.

Yes, temples are all about temples. But if Loulan is involved, no one in the world or in the court can do without the other."

"Loulan?" Liu Zanglie said in surprise: "I heard that there are inexhaustible treasures buried under the Loulan ruins, with silver turning into sand and gold gathering into towers. Has even the court thought about it?

"

Liu Zangfeng glanced at him lightly, "What you see are these treasures, but what I see are secret books, or in other words, a mural."

"Murals?" Liu Zanglie was surprised, "Murals in Loulan!"

"That's what you can think of now, because there is only that one mural in the entire Loulan." Liu Zangfeng replied softly.

"The Immortal Kills the White Dragon."

"The Immortal Kills the White Dragon!" Liu Zanglie couldn't hold back and exclaimed.

It is said that the Immortal Slaying White Dragon contains the purest sword intention, and contains at least four unknown internal skills, mental methods or martial arts, each of which is peerless. Back then, the Sword Ancestor and Xunxianke realized it

The profound truths and mysteries among them inspired me. Although one has been famous for generations and the other has been infamous for thousands of years, this does not hinder their "achievements" in different fields.

"Brother, are you sure to win this immortal slaying the white dragon?" Liu Zanglie asked after a while.

"With the help of my two 'daughters', of course I am bound to win." Liu Zangfeng calmly looked at the sword in the corner.

The color looks like a green spring willow. It is the softest sword in the world. It is ranked fifteenth in the famous sword book, Spring Willow in February.

"This sword will eventually be listed as one of the top ten famous swords. Together with its owner, it will become the world's most famous sword." Liu Zangfeng withdrew his gaze.

Outside the gate of the imperial capital.

Taishi Mo Wendong, dressed in red, waved his hand and intercepted a homing pigeon carrying a willow branch in its mouth.

It was the homing pigeon that flew from Liuyue Villa.

Mo Wendong released the carrier pigeon and unfolded the letter.

There are just nine words on the letter:

Someone is pretending to be you, please return to Junshan as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!