The jubilant atmosphere in Yuncheng continued.
Phoenix lanterns floated in the night sky. There was supposed to be rain tonight, but it was also dispersed by the cultivators of Lingxiao Pavilion.
Jiang Anan grabbed Ye Qingyu's hand and jumped in the market.
She played with the phoenix lanterns tonight, floated over the entire Yuncheng, ate a lot of delicious food, and was very happy.
"Sister Qingyu, look at this, this!"
Little Anan pointed to a jade pendant on a roadside stall. It was oval, pure white, and engraved with auspicious cloud patterns. It was really delicate.
"Is it beautiful?"
Ye Qingyu nodded seriously. "Anan has good taste!"
Jiang Anan grinned, turned her head, and said to the stall owner obediently, "Can I see this jade?"
The stall owner was a white-haired old woman. Hearing this, she handed the jade pendant with a smile. "Of course, little beauty."
Jiang Anan turned her head a little embarrassedly, holding the white jade, and whispered to Ye Qingyu, "Sister, do you think my brother looks good wearing this jade?"
Her voice was very low, as if she was afraid that someone would rob her of it.
Ye Qingyu thought for a moment. When she first saw Jiang Wang on Yuheng Peak, he seemed to be wearing a jade pendant on his waist. Later, when they met again, she didn't see it.
"It looks good," she said.
"Then I'll buy this!" Jiang Anan was happy.
Seeing her fumbling for money in the squirrel box, Ye Qingyu also smiled. "This is the New Year's gift you bought for your brother?"
Jiang Anan counted the taels of silver and muttered to himself as he nodded vigorously.
"Then where did you get the money to buy your brother a New Year's gift?" Ye Qingyu deliberately teased her.
"My brother gave it to me!" Jiang Anan answered crisply. She didn't think there was anything wrong with using her brother's money to buy a gift for her brother. She even turned her head and bargained with the stall owner. "Grandma, I want to buy this. Can you give me a cheaper price?"
Ye Qingyu couldn't help but cover her face. This silly girl, she hasn't even started to quote.
The old woman smiled and her wrinkles piled together. "I'll give you the cheapest one!"
After paying the bill and receiving the jade pendant, little An 'an's eyes curved into crescents. She placed the piece of jade into the squirrel box like it was a treasure, then obediently held Ye Qingyu's hand and said happily, "Sister Qingyu, let's go find my brother!"
That soft little hand brought a kind of warmth in the cold night.
In the bustling market, Ye Qingyu lowered her head and saw the stars. Sparkling, all in her eyes.
At this moment, Ye Qingyu understood Jiang Wang's love for Jiang Anan all too well.
Who wouldn't love Jiang Anan?
Her heart was pure like glass, and there were stars in her eyes.
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The bright moon that shone on Yun City did not shine on Xin 'an City tonight.
The dark clouds made the bright moon feel ashamed. Under the clouds, the fighting beasts were still fighting.
Life and death had always been the eternal divide.
Dong A did not give up any chance to resist.
Even if he only had one arm and one leg left, he was still fighting.
Even if he was using his head to smash and his teeth to bite, he was still fighting.
I tried my best.
He asked himself if he had done his best. He was worthy of his official position, worthy of the burden on his shoulders, worthy of all the choices he had made along the way.
After all six Killing Nails were nailed and his limbs were cut off, he finally could not move anymore.
He was nailed to the ground and knew that he no longer had a chance.
His reaction was very calm.
There was no fear or despair.
It was as if it was late in the cold night, as if he was just about to fall asleep … and he accepted the fact that he fell asleep.
In this battle that took place on the street of Xin 'an City, Dong A and Jiang Wang deliberately controlled the scope of the battle. They did not even affect the common people on both sides of the street.
They were silent throughout the whole battle. Only at the very beginning did they greet each other.
"Teacher, long time no see."
"Yes. It's been a long time. "
Only this sentence was exchanged.
Except for themselves, probably no one could know their feelings.
In this battle that took place in Xin 'an City, no matter how tragic the situation was, no matter how serious the injuries were, the two people fighting did not even groan in pain.
Silent confrontation … silent fighting.
Silent suffering. Silent endurance.
This pair of former teacher and disciple seemed to have the same tenacity and stubbornness.
Even at this moment, when Dong A's limbs were cut off and his endless supernatural power was nailed to death by the Killing Nails, he did not make a sound.
He only felt the cold aura coming from the six long nails, felt the seed of supernatural power in his body trying again and again, and felt his blood flowing out uncontrollably.
The feeling of life slowly flowing away was clear and concrete for the first time.
He looked at Jiang Wang quietly and guessed what kind of effort this student had put in to get this set of long nails and what kind of story he had experienced.
"It seems that I have missed out on a lot …" he thought.
Jiang Wang knelt on Dong A's body and restrained his movements. At the same time, he looked at him silently.
Jiang Wang could not see any emotions in Dong A's eyes.
Other than his eyelids twitching unconsciously, it could also mean that he was not completely unable to feel physical pain.
This was very good.
He could feel pain, even if it was only in his body … This was very good.
Jiang Wang silently turned his long sword back and slowly moved it towards Dong A's neck.
This process was very slow, but there was no pause.
Dong A's gaze followed the movement of this sword. He clearly knew that death was approaching.
He approached firmly.
"What is the name of this sword?" he opened his mouth and asked.
Jiang Wang held the long sword horizontally so that he could see the three words "Swallow Returns to Nest" inscription on the sword.
"Its name is Sauvignon Yearning."
Looking at all the eaves, there is not a single spring swallow that flies back to its nest.
Wandering in the old city, crying in the air, the four seasons are over, the cold and heat are gone!
The sword's name is Sauvignon Yearning, the sword's name is Swallow Returns to Nest.
This sword, this emotion, this heart!
Dong A withdrew his gaze.
"I understand," he said.
In that instant, there was a very complicated expression in his eyes, but it was only a flash.
The sky was dark and heavy. The rain was about to fall.
Sauvignon Yearning slowly approached and finally laid across Dong A's neck.
Jiang Wang looked at his firm eyes and asked, "Don't you have anything to explain?"
Dong A laughed.
His serious face was unexpectedly impudent when he laughed.
He laughed arrogantly. "Kid, keep working hard. You are not qualified to ask me for an explanation now. "
This was the first time Jiang Wang saw this person laugh.
It was also the last time.
With a pull of the long sword, a head was cut off.
In Dong A's body, the Tongtian Palace disintegrated, and the three inner residences collapsed one after another … The muffled sounds were like the sound of firecrackers welcoming the new year.
Even the jade-green supernatural power seed in the second inner residence dissipated.
His vitality was extinguished.
On New Year's Eve of the year 3918 of the Taoist calendar, Dong A was beheaded in the capital of Zhuang Country, Xin 'an City.
Rumble!
Lightning flashed across the sky, and thunder exploded.
In the dark and heavy sky, the heavy rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell.
Jiang Wang still maintained the posture of kneeling and pressing Dong A down. One by one, he pulled out the Killing Nails and put them away.
His movements were slow and serious.
Dong A was dead. Dong A was truly dead.
Jiang Wang looked up at the sky. The raindrops all over the sky were falling toward him.
This was New Year's Eve of the year 3918 of the Taoist calendar.
Because it was raining and the rain was too heavy, Jiang Wang couldn't tell if he was crying or not!
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[Originally, I wanted this to be the ending because this was the scene I wanted to freeze.
In the opening chapter of The Good Night, Jiang Wang left Yun City and walked down the cloud stairs, leaving only his back to the world. And An 'an, in Ye Qingyu's arms, stepped on the cloud ladder and walked up to the sky.
At that time, I thought of this scene today. One in Yun City, one in Xin 'an, one in laughter, one in sorrow. This was Jiang Wang's choice, and also Jiang Wang's responsibility.
I've revised this chapter many times. Every revision is good, but I want the best.
In the end, I presented it to everyone.
This is the importance of having a stockpile of manuscripts. Without a stockpile of manuscripts, I could only make adjustments.
The ending here was also very good. It was full of emotions, and it was also in line with my personal aesthetics.
But considering the overall layout, I sat idly for a whole day and had a better choice.
So, let's continue the story.]
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