i have a sword fairy

The last time the three of their childhood sweethearts slept together was a long, long time ago, when Xiaoqian'er had not yet become a fourth-bedroom maid. She was Xiaochai at the time, and she was just taken out of the orphanage by him and Qingjun, and lived on a tree in the back mountain. in the 'secret cabin'.

It was the three of them playing house, but they slept together...

And after many years, in the west wing of this farmyard far away from Dachu in the Lidi mountain forest, Zhuma and the two green plums slept together again.

Only this time, the three of them are no longer playing house, and...the real king and wife.

In the darkness, the atmosphere was quiet at first.

Beside Zhao Rong, the two girls remained motionless.

At a certain moment, Xiao Qian'er blushed.

Then, as if there was a tacit understanding, Concubine Zhao Ling's pretty face on the other side also blushed quietly.

Then Xiao Qian'er moved and buried her head in Zhao Rong's quilt.

He had taught her in Hanjing before.

The second wife of Lao Zhao's family is listening to the class seriously and taking notes with Xiaoshou, and she is quite proficient.

So the quilt bulged, and the girl got into the depths of her husband's quilt, not knowing what to do.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who was sleeping on Zhao Rong's left side, covered her hot pretty face with one hand, and clutched a white handkerchief embroidered with a fat duck in her plain hand, and was about to get into the bedding and guide her to help.

Zhao Rong, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly moved.

In the darkness, the man who was sleeping in the middle suddenly got up and sat up, and through the brocade quilt, he stretched out his hand to block a certain cute little head in the quilt that wanted to arch and arch.

"Come out." He said in a tired tone.

"Hmm." Xiao Qian'er immediately got out of the quilt obediently.

She hasn't started class yet, and the books haven't been completely taken out yet.

On the bed in the darkness, the peach-eyed girl got out of the bed and took two quick breaths of fresh air. At this moment, her hair was a little messy, and she lowered her head as if she had made a mistake.

But Zhao Rong didn't seem to be angry about it.

He lay down again and covered himself with the quilt.

A soft sound wafted into the ears of Xiao Qian'er and Concubine Zhao Ling.

"sleep."

So Xiaoqian'er lay down obediently.

Then, on the pitch-black bed, silence was restored again.

The three of them shared the pillow, breathing steadily, and fell asleep peacefully.

At a certain moment, the two girls stretched out their hands carefully one after another, trying to wrap their arms around the arms of the man in the middle to sleep.

It seems a little nervous.

However, Zhao Rong did not move.

Ever since, the second daughter exhaled slightly, embraced his strong arms, and fell asleep peacefully...

Next to the bed, the west window is hung high, and moonlight falls from it, casting silver light on the wooden footstool in front of the bed.

I saw three pairs of shoes.

In the darkness where the moonlight cannot be seen, there are three different dreams.

……

Zhao Rong has been asking himself a question.

Since the quarrel with Qingjun Qian'er today, he suddenly asked himself...

What exactly does he want in this life.

Get up from the floor of Zhao Rong's wedding room in the Duke's mansion.

To find the piece of jade that made him feel guilty in front of his mother's grave.

And then he silently changed his destination, went northward and went all the way to Duyou City, and came to the end of the world.

What exactly is he looking for?

On the way north to Solitary City.

Zhao Rong witnessed the 'thing' that his friend Lin Wenruo was ambitious to pursue, and the 'thing' that Liu Sanbian, who was also a teacher and friend, wanted to defend.

He himself has become a 'good friend' Su Xiaoxiao is holding on to the 'things' he wants to get.

But what exactly does Zhao Rong and Zhao Ziyu want?

Is it success and fame?

The students in the school care about vanity and compete for rankings, while he is willful and willful.

The seniors in the academy were fighting openly and secretly for the number of places to study, but he stood by and watched.

Zhu Yourong appointed him as a teaching assistant in the calligraphy class, but he half pushed and half agreed.

Yang Wuwei invited him to study history on the seventh floor, but he refused decisively.

The little emperor and Zhang Huizhi asked him to stay to assist Sheji, but he shook his head and declined.

This time Dali Fengchan, it was only because of the guilt and responsibility for Gu Yiwu and other students of Zhengyi Hall that he tried his best to plan and rush around...

Is it the cultivation base that reaches the sky, and the pursuit of the avenue of longevity?

On weekdays, he practiced hard and worked steadily.

But when the sword spirit asked him to let go of all the shackles of the world of mortals, turn his head and go south to Xiaoyaozhou, looking for opportunities for the great road, and honing his cultivation realm, he refused early.

In Tunanzhou Jixia Academy, there are obviously endless opportunities for greatness, and Tao Yuanran also bluntly said that he is suitable for the big world stage where a hundred schools of thought contend, but he still stays in this lonely city at the end of the world.

Along the way, he obtained Taoist Ziqi, Liji Jianwan, Xiachongzhai wine and other great blessings, but he, who is obviously a waste of talent, gave it all to Tianjiao lady like a good fortune boy.

And not long ago, it was clear that he could get more chance treasures from the mythical transparent woman in the ruins for free, as long as he stayed with her, but in order not to make the beauties outside worry and sad, he declined and turned back directly.

At the same time, he didn't go to check the body repaired by the pure white cold palace, and the cultivation level after the recovery of the body, but returned with all his heart, and saw the beautiful woman first...

So……

What Zhao Rong really wants is a beautiful woman and soft food?

He traveled thousands of miles, all the way north, made love to Su Xiaoxiao, returned the jade to Qingjun, and then took it back and repaired the two Qingmei's unswerving love for him.

The three goddess-like beauties in pink that he could not have imagined in his previous life fell in love with him together, and were influenced by the ethics and customs of this world. The husband is the sky.

Moreover, as the angry words said not long ago, he can even bully them even more excessively, be a "untrustworthy, shameless, moral and rude person" that they can't do anything about, turn his hunting eyes on Zhu Yourong, and go to the jockey's contempt. Zu, try to attack this beauty with a big bowl of soft rice.

Be a philanderer who loves to collect stamps, eat all kinds of soft food, and can use the etiquette and customs, not to be condemned by the world, and even praised for being suave, leaving a good story that will be admired and admired by future generations of men.

So to be a "Peach Blossom Sword Master" who collects all kinds of soft food and eats them hard, is that what he has always wanted?

Zhao Rong before today, perhaps thought, yes.

His affection for Su Xiaoxiao and Qingjun is hard to bear, he wants them all.

He said to Meng Zhengjun, what's wrong with a seven-foot man who likes to eat soft rice.

He told Luo Xiu that the outside world is very interesting, but what he finds most interesting is the beautiful woman in front of him.

He told Lin Wenruo and Zhang Huizhi that Xu Qing would not allow the country...

This is what the former Zhao Rong thought he wanted.

but now.

He doesn't feel it anymore.

Today, it was supposed to be a happy reunion with the beautiful woman after going through all kinds of dangers, but let him witness Qingjun Qianer's jealousy, overtly and secretly chagang, and the innocent Zhu Yourong.

Today, he was furious and flew into a rage, but Qing Junqian'er immediately softened, and turned to hurting themselves and hurting him deeply with remarks that were so humble that they belittled themselves.

Zhao Rong suddenly felt tired.

Even when his right arm was torn off by Qin Jianfu, and his head was trampled under his feet by an old Gold Core monster.

He had never felt so tired before.

She smiled sadly and brightly when she saw Qingjun's words belittling herself.

Looking at the moist eye sockets of Xiaoqian'er's peachy eyes that were so red from crying.

At that moment, Zhao Rong also felt boring and strange.

It wasn't the kind of relationship and atmosphere he wanted with nice people.

Not what he wanted for the rest of his life.

At that moment, beside the heart lake.

A man suddenly lowered his head and looked at himself reflected on the surface of the heart lake.

Start asking yourself.

What 'something' does he want?

Chapter 581 Looking forward to passing through Qiushui and looking forward to returning home

Just when a Confucian scholar suffered from insomnia all night, sitting on the bank of a heart lake with his legs crossed, looking down at the water, asking himself again and again.

Not far away on the tall building by the lake, there is a sword spirit in purple, sitting on the railing of the top floor.

It swayed its long legs casually, while looking at the wandering dragons in the lake, and occasionally glanced at the back of the silent and self-closing man by the lake below.

Return to nod.

It feels more and more that someone is fit to walk the magic path.

It's a pity that we can't go for the time being.

The sword spirit suddenly looked at the bottom of the heart lake...there are only 72 evil dragons left.

……

In the west wing room, the three of them had their own dreams and had nothing to say all night.

early morning.

The first ray of sunlight passed through the branches where the dewdrops hung, and then passed through a small window next to the bed in the west wing, lazily spreading on the three pairs of shoes in front of the bed.

Zhao Rong on the bed opened his eyes.

His eyes were faintly bloodshot from staying up all night thinking hard.

He still has a lot of things to do today.

at this time.

A certain sword spirit suddenly said: "Zhao Rong, something is wrong with you."

It clicked its tongue in amazement, "The two delicate sword fairy ladies are delivered to the door, or buy one get one free, the ladies and maids are together, and the big quilt sleeps together... Logically, you can't do it?"

Zhao Rong, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and looked at the curtain above the bed, without speaking.

Sword Spirit thought for a while, and said seriously:

"Hey, Zhao Rong, maybe something happened to you?

It said pleasantly.

Zhao Rong: "..."

"Fuck off."

He echoed angrily in his heart, immediately ignored it, and was about to get up.

But this time.

Zhao Rong's movement seemed to wake up the two beauties beside him...

……

What is it like to be hugged and slept by two beauties?

Zhao Rong stayed up all night, asking himself puzzled, thinking about clothes, but he didn't pay much attention to the feelings of the two beauties who were sleeping with his arms in their arms.

The deepest impression of the night is the fragrance.