Becoming a Senior Sister Lingshan

Chapter 698

The two rested for a long time.

It is snowing.

Lu Ling and Liu Fufeng talked about many things, many details.

Liu Fufeng listened as always, and hugged her A Ling tenderly. At this time, she let go of all the burdens and memories that did not belong to her, and she could finally embrace her A Ling with happiness as usual, and put all the future Put it on her.

From the beginning, she was her future.

No matter who she is, she will never put her way on Lu Ling's future, never will.

Holding Lu Ling.

Enjoying the tenderness that should be taken for granted but has not been felt at ease for a long time.

……

……

Lu Ling felt something was a little bit wrong, but generally speaking, it was in a good direction.

Very comfortable.

Her junior sister...hasn't hugged her like this for a long time.

It was as if I had returned to the time when I first came to Lingshan and had not yet descended the mountain. At that time, my junior sister's arms were also so warm, instead of being full of miscellaneous thoughts like later.

Now Liu Fufeng is hugging Lu Ling, his mind is full of her, and he can't hold other people anymore.

sudden.

Lu Ling paused for a moment while talking in a homely way.

Face is a little red.

"Junior Sister, you... are hugging too tightly."

Her arm ached from Liu Fufeng's hoop.

"En." Liu Fufeng responded lightly, loosened a little, but immediately hugged Lu Ling tightly again, much stronger than before.

"Let me hug you for a while today, just today." Liu Fufeng whispered in Lu Ling's ear.

"Okay." Lu Ling's cheeks were blood red, she let go of her insistence, and her whole body limp in Liu Fufeng's arms.

However, Liu Fufeng let go of his hand suddenly, making Lu Ling look back at her suspiciously.

"Since you're going back to your mother's house, how can you not dress up beautifully, what does it look like now, fix it before you go home." Liu Fufeng smiled and stroked Lu Ling's loose long hair.

The pitch black can already be dragged to the ground, it doesn't look as beautiful as before, but rather sloppy.

"Okay, but what does it mean to go back to my mother's house?" Lu Ling puffed her cheeks in dissatisfaction, and sat motionless, waiting for her junior sister to dress her up.

Liu Fufeng shook his head and went to get the scissors.

Opening the cabinet, there were a few of her most precious things inside.

She opened the drawer compartment and looked inside.

Lying quietly in the compartment was a mask, a red ghost mask that looked terrifying.

This is hers, the one with Lu Ling.

A familiar story from childhood, Facebook.

The one she gave to Lu Ling was the same as hers, representing the moment when the betrayer took off the mask, and also the mask representing justice and friendship...

Smile frankly.

At the beginning, she didn't choose the mask of justice, friendship, or even love for Ah Ling, but chose such a dark face. It seems that she had discovered something at the beginning.

It's just... the betrayer was never her.

Maybe it was Lu Ling.

She doesn't want to think about it.

Shaking her head and closing the compartment, she hoped that Ah Ling would never have to wear it again, just like this, just live as a naive girl full of hope for the future.

At this moment, Liu Fufeng had never thought about what would happen to Lu Ling if she died.

This is her selfishness.

It was also the first time that Lu Ling's selfishness might be hurt.

Liu Fufeng opened another drawer, and there was a box inside.

In the wooden box, there was a piece of jewelry, a stroke of black hair, and a piece of slightly yellowed paper.

Liu Fufeng stretched out his hand, and put the blood butterfly hair ornament on his own hair. This was a gift from Ah Ling, and she always liked it very much. The whole person was filled with a strange smell.

He took off the jewelry and put it back.

Focus on another object.

hair.

This represents her Aling's growth.

Just let it be kept like this.

Look away.

Yellow paper, faintly stained with ink.

Lu Ling.

In it, there is the name that A Ling picked up a pen for the first time and wrote down, which has always been her most precious thing.

Liu Fufeng carefully picked up the yellow paper, opened it, looked at the crooked ink pen on it, as if he saw Lu Ling at that time.

Holding the paper to her heart, the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a heartfelt smile.

"Junior Sister? Why are you so slow!"

Suddenly, Lu Ling's slightly complaining voice tore Liu Fufeng out of his only happiness.

Liu Fufeng shook his hand, and the yellow paper fell into the box.

She was about to close the box in a panic, but she didn't dare to look at the name on the yellow paper again, as if she was afraid that the filth on her body would contaminate the most beautiful corner of her heart.

Now she is no longer entitled to those times.

Liu Fufeng carefully put the box in the compartment, then waved his sleeves, compressed the entire compartment with space, and carried it on his body.

He picked up the scissors and comb and walked towards Lu Ling.

"What's the hurry. Here we come."

"Do you want to move ahead?" Liu Fufeng looked at Lu Ling and asked.

Lu Ling looked at Liu Fufeng unexpectedly.

In the past, my junior sister never asked her own opinion when styling her hair. She always followed her ideas, so she used the double ponytail many times that made her feel ashamed.

But since Junior Sister gave her a choice, then she will be willful... Forget it, let's do it according to Junior Sister's idea.

Lu Ling originally wanted to cut her hair short, but in the end she gave up, as long as the junior sister likes it.

After shaking, looking at the girl in the mirror, Lu Ling said, "No need, it's not very long, just cut off the ends of the hair on both sides."

"En." Liu Fufeng nodded, she also felt the same way.

With a sound of clicking, strands of blue silk fell on the brocade that Liu Fufeng had prepared. Looking at it again, Lu Ling felt much refreshed and regained her youthful vigor that belonged to a girl.

"Looking good." Lu Ling looked at the two girls in the mirror with her face lifted, she didn't know whether she was talking about herself or Liu Fufeng who was bending over to clean up her fallen hair.

Mostly she was talking about her junior sister.

"As long as you like it." Liu Fufeng responded, not sure if she understood who Lu Ling was praising, she straightened her waist, and put away all of Lu Ling's fallen hair, not missing a single strand.

"Then go home now?" Lu Ling said.

Liu Fufeng didn't speak, put Lu Ling on the wheelchair, put on a tiger skin scarf, looked at Lu Ling's red skirt, nodded in satisfaction, put a blanket on her, and said with a smile.

"go home."

Pushing Lu Ling out the door.

The snow outside the door was very heavy. Ever since Lu Ling awakened that strange formation talent, the snow in the sky has been getting bigger and bigger.

Liu Fufeng looked at Lu Ling's happy look and knew that she liked Xuehua very much, so he gave her an umbrella helplessly and asked Lu Ling to hold the umbrella instead of protecting her from the wind and rain by himself.

Feeling the snowflakes falling on her face, Lu Ling let out a series of laughter like silver bells, which infected Liu Fufeng and made her feel much better.

Lu Ling was only focused on playing with the snow, but she didn't see that the junior sister who pushed her didn't use her space talent to prop up the barrier, but let the snowflakes fall on her face, hair, and neck... The temperature of the snowflakes made Liu Fufeng Feel the kindness.

She doesn't like snow.

But because of Lu Ling, she fell in love with him again.

Seeing that Lu Ling liked snowflakes so much, Liu Fufeng didn't use space to move, but pushed Lu Ling to walk on the mountain little by little.

During the period, I met many senior sisters and said hello to them.

The pair of sisters are quite well-known in Lingshan.

Liu Fufeng was absent-minded.

She...hasn't seen her Aling's own piano club yet.

There is no chance.

As for other people... Even Xu Xu, the current Liu Fufeng has no intention of meeting her.

After half an hour.

Lu Ling's interest comes and goes quickly. Now she can't move her legs and feet, and can't play with the snow happily. Just watching them fall on her body is a bit boring.

Liu Fufeng understood her thoughts, speeded up, came to the front of the teleportation formation, and went directly to Feng Jiu.

Xifeng and the others had already received the news that Liu Fufeng was coming back in advance, cleaned all the snow in front of the thatched cottage, and were already waiting on the top of the mountain.

Seeing Liu Fufeng and Lu Ling appear, Xifeng walked up directly.

"Welcome home." Xifeng said with a smile.

"Sister Xifeng." Liu Fufeng nodded, then looked at Zhao Yingge behind him, who also nodded.

Immediately afterwards, a small figure rushed out of Zhao Yingge's arms and threw itself into Lu Ling's arms.

It was Xuechen.

Soon, Lu Ling and Xuechen got tired of each other, and they didn't know each other.

It's not the first time they have returned from leaving home, and they are familiar with the road.

Then, as if welcoming a little princess back home, Xifeng took Liu Fufeng's place, pushed Lu Ling forward, Zhao Yingge followed behind, the snow was still falling, and she had to go home first to exchange pleasantries.

I haven't seen each other for a long time. There must be a lot of interesting things happening at home. Xifeng learned martial arts from Nie Yin, Zhao Yingge and Gu Xiao learned marksmanship, Zhao Yingge had a lot of embarrassing things, Xifeng casually said a few words to Lu Ling, and it made her giggle laugh.

This is family.

Liu Fufeng looked at the laughter and laughter in front of him, and smiled reluctantly.

This is exactly what she wanted to see.

But... she has never been a generous person.

For a moment, she actually wanted to escape from this place.

However, after taking a last look at the dark place, he put away all his thoughts and followed.

……

……

dark place.

Taoist nun's eyebrows froze together.

She...was discovered by Liu Fufeng?

Is this the space talent?

But that's beside the point.

What happened to Liu Fufeng?
Chu Qishui is no better than others, she is one of the two best people of this generation, no worse than Master, even stronger, different from Liu Yu's "open" life, her life is one step at a time .

Although it is now halfway up the mountain, it used to be an existence on the top of the mountain.

She sensed a strange aura from Liu Fufeng.

dead air.

She couldn't understand why that happy girl with only Lu Ling in her eyes was filled with a faint air of death, especially when she observed that there was nothing abnormal about Liu Fufeng's body and soul, this kind of doubt reached its peak.

Moreover... this dead air also has an inexplicable sense of familiarity, which makes her feel as if she has seen it somewhere...but she can't remember it...it seems that she doesn't want to remember it.

Maybe I misread it.

Now Liu Fufeng has solved the problem of talent, and Lu Ling has also emerged. This should be the happiest time for her, isn't it?

Maybe I was really wrong.

Looking at Liu Fufeng's back, Chu Qishui sighed, and just about to hide his figure, he suddenly froze and reappeared, staring at Liu Fufeng firmly.

Liu Yu? !
For a moment, she thought she saw her former senior sister, but when she looked over again, the figure that gradually disappeared in the wind and snow was not Liu Yu, but Liu Fufeng [-] percent.

The breath is similar.

At the same time, with a flawless body, it's no wonder that I have a momentary illusion.

Chu Qishui took a sip of wine for himself, but his eyes became clearer.

Liu Fufeng's current state...was so similar to Liu Yu's before his death.

She finally knew what was going on with that familiar feeling. When Liu Yu rescued her back then, when she faced the strong man like the demon sky alone, this was the back view she left behind.

Why is it so.

Chu Qishui's mind went blank for a moment, his fingers, arms, and finally his whole body trembled.

She is the first and only person who discovered that Liu Fufeng has the will to die.

Perhaps it was because Liu Fufeng also had a flawless body, and she was the one who knew the most about the flawless body, so she was able to discover these abnormalities.

Chu Qishui couldn't bear it anymore and followed.

Liu Fufeng is her approved and favorite apprentice.

……

……

In the room.

Liu Fufeng and Lu Ling came back, and the atmosphere in the house became hot in an instant, just like Chinese New Year.

The lights are bright, and the fire lotus is constantly rotating around Liu Fufeng, conveying his joyful mood.

Lu Ling hugged Xuechen and discussed her new talent and swordsmanship with her. Xuechen was fascinated by what she heard, and she was tired of her master's arms, not looking at anything outside.

Zhao Yingge leaned aside and read the book.

Xifeng and Liu Fufeng began to divide labor skillfully, washing vegetables and boiling water.

This is for dinner.

"Sister."

"Sister."

Lu Ling was discussing cultivation with Xuechen, and she didn't hear Liu Fufeng's words for a while. Suddenly, Xuechen was lifted up by someone pinching her neck, and made a meowing sound. After Fufeng, he instantly wilted down.

This is the head of the family...

She has completely admitted that Liu Fufeng's existence is greater than her master's, and she has accepted her fate.

He could only look at Lu Ling pitifully.

Liu Fufeng glanced at Xuechen inadvertently, and a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

It turns out that you are Aling's chance.

Seeing Xuechen's eyes asking for help, Lu Ling smiled, and opened her arms to Liu Fufeng.

Seeing this, Liu Fufeng smiled helplessly, threw Xuechen back into Lu Ling's arms, then knocked her on the head, and said angrily.

"I asked you what kind of soup you drink? You can't hear me when you're with Xuechen, can you?"

"Hey..." Lu Ling smiled embarrassedly, and then her eyes lit up.

Soup?

"Egg drop soup." Lu Ling said firmly.

"It's egg drop soup again, aren't you tired..." Liu Fufeng sighed.

"Not greasy." Lu Ling put Xuechen on her shoulder and hugged Liu Fufeng's arm.

Ever since her junior sister made egg drop soup for her, she fell in love with it. In the past, her junior sister couldn't see meat and she seldom asked for it, but now with the help of sister Xifeng, Lu Ling drinks this almost every time. ...

Never get tired of it.

"It's up to you." Liu Fufeng patted her head.

Let's cook.

Xuechen looked at Liu Fufeng's back and suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

【Master, I'm a little cold. 】

(End of this chapter)