The Swordsman is full of flowers

更新时间2014-12-1419:48:38字数：2992

As the saying goes, "The branches of the jade tree in front of the mirror stand are sparse and the morning sun is dawning and the makeup is late. Dreaming back to the five-color Jianglang brushes, blooming flowers overnight and trying thrushes."

When Huamanlou and Dongfang Baizheng's mandarin ducks crossed their necks and were rolled by the waves, Linghu Chong's heart was also in great pain, his eyes were full of remorse, and he followed Feng Qingyang dejectedly, led by the believers to the guest room to rest .

Feng Qingyang regretted Linghu Chong's gaffe, shook his head and said in a low voice, "Fate is destined to happen, if you don't have a fate, don't force it, let go of what's in the past."

"Master uncle, I..." I couldn't let go.Linghu Chong was about to say something, but he thought of something and swallowed it. After all, this is Heimuya, and the disciples of the Sun Moon God Sect were leading the way. Everything is the result of his own hand.

"This is your guest room. Heimuya's mechanism is heavy and I hope you don't move around easily." The masked believer opened the wooden door and signaled.

Feng Qingyang cupped his hands to express his gratitude, and dragged Linghu into the house, "Rest early, we will leave tomorrow morning."

"Leave tomorrow?" Linghu Chong paused and then responded with a sad smile, "That's right, there's no point in staying here."

"Chong'er, a man, you have to be able to hold it and put it down. After you go back this time, you will retreat for me, and when you will understand it, you will come out." Feng Qingyang said, sitting cross-legged on the arhat bed, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"Yes, Master Uncle." Linghu Chong could only answer in response, but he couldn't lift his spirits because of the loss in his heart, and fell down on the bed a little listlessly.

Tonight, Linghu Chong will be a sleepless night, and for Huamanlou and Dongfang Bai, it will be a happy night with all kinds of amorous feelings, but for Linghu Chong, everything is not over.

Early in the morning, Feng Qingyang and Linghu Chong packed their luggage and planned to leave Heimuya, but they were stopped by the gods.

Feng Qingyang stroked his beard without changing his face, "Is this to keep us staying longer or what?"

During the silence, Lin Pingzhi quickly walked out from among the disciples of the God Cult, clasped his fists and said humbly, "How dare the junior interfere with the senior, but there are some things that need to be explained by Linghu hero, please forgive me .”

"If you have anything to say, just say it, why bother to punish those idiots." Feng Qingyang thought about Huashan, seeing that other sects had already come down to Heimuya, he said a little dissatisfied.

Linghu Chong was a little puzzled when he heard that Lin Pingzhi wanted to keep him, and wondered if it was Dongfang Bai who wanted to see him?But she's already married, so it's impossible to find him. Could it be that the wedding was just a show?Linghu Chong was full of thoughts and did not hear the next conversation between the two.

"Senior taught me that." Lin Pingzhi was not angry, and responded with a smile, "Then please come to Lao Er." Lin Pingzhi said and gestured sideways.

Feng Qingyang glanced at the absent-minded Linghu Chong, and shouted, "Follow up quickly."

"Oh, yes." Linghu Chong was startled and quickly followed Feng Qingyang's footsteps, his heart was also full of anticipation.

About half an hour later, surrounded by a group of people, Lin Pingzhi led Feng Qingyang and Linghu Chong to a courtyard where the yellow leaves were withered outside, and a maid indifferently swept the fallen leaves at the door. The time seemed particularly deserted, quiet and desolate.

"This?" Feng Qingyang stepped into the small courtyard without any haste, and looked at Lin Pingzhi in confusion.

"The relatives of Hero Linghu live here. Hero Linghu, please come in." Lin Pingzhi said as he stepped into the courtyard.

"My relatives?" Linghu Chong was full of doubts. He had been in Huashan since he was a child, and he didn't know what relatives he had for a long time. He was dubious about Lin Pingzhi's words, and his heart, which was still expecting, felt a little uneasy for a moment.

"You'll know when we go in." Lin Pingzhi pursed his lips and couldn't help imagining Linghu Chong's surprised expression, looking forward to his performance.

Linghu Chong looked at Feng Qingyang suspiciously, but found that Feng Qingyang didn't express anything, he could only scratch his head and follow Lin Ping into the yard.

There were two maids sweeping the yard, except for the sound of the broom, it was very quiet here.Seeing Lin Pingzhi and his party, the two maids saluted quickly.

"Is she awake?" Lin Pingzhi nodded.

"Go back to Lin Youshi, she has woken up and is having breakfast in the room." A maid responded with a low eyebrow.

"Well, that's good, hero Linghu, people are in the house, you go in by yourself." Lin Pingzhi gestured to Linghu Chong as a gesture of invitation.

After thinking for a while, Linghu Chong couldn't help his curiosity. He followed Lin Pingzhi's finger to the door, hesitated for a moment at the door, and found that the door was not closed tightly at all, so he reached out and gently pushed the door. Some entered the door cautiously.

"Go and prepare some tea, let's sit outside." Lin Pingzhi turned around and told the maid again, he planned to sit and wait for the good show.

"I don't think you have a feeling of gloating about your misfortune." Feng Qingyang frowned his long snow-white eyebrows to express his doubts.

"I just brought him here, I didn't do the rest." Lin Pingzhi could emphasize the ending, and looked at the door with folded hands, looking forward to the excitement.

Sure enough, as he expected, there was a crisp "cracking" sound inside the door, presumably the porcelain must have been broken all over the place.

"Get out!" A shrill female voice shouted dryly.

Seeing that Linghu Chong was poured with porridge all over his face, he rushed out the door wetly, and wanted to escape from the yard, but unexpectedly, Lin Pingzhi's subordinates flew out of the iron chain and trapped him firmly in place. Jump feet.

"Linghu Chong, hero Linghu Chong, where are you going to hide?" Lin Pingzhi gloated.

"Chong'er, are you alright!" Feng Qingyang was about to step forward to make a move, but was interrupted by Lin Pingzhi's words.

"Senior, it's not that I want to catch him. It's his own problem anyway." After Lin Pingzhi finished speaking, he looked towards the wooden door, only to see Ren Yingying staggering out with her protruding belly, holding a He threw the vase at Linghu Chong without even thinking about it.

Since Lin Pingzhi brought Linghu Chong to see Ren Yingying, he didn't intend to harm Ren Yingying, so he winked at the masked believers who bound Linghu Chong, and the masked believers were not ordinary people. Seeing the vase being circled, she pulled it back into her arms, and put it firmly into the hand of the maid on the other side.

"Why must Miss Ren be so capricious and smashed Linghu Chong? The child in your womb will not have a father in the future. You must know that a child without parents is extremely pitiful." Lin Pingzhi comforted with a smile.

"Stop rambling here, you don't need to take care of my affairs." Ren Yingying gave Lin Pingzhi a squinting look.

"The child in her belly is Chong'er's?" Feng Qingyang was a little hard to accept this reality. Although he liked Dongfang Bai very much, he never thought that this person would have Linghu Chong's flesh and blood.

"Senior, didn't you know that Linghu Chong was married?" Lin Pingzhi asked Feng Qingyang.

"I know this, but..." Feng Qingyang tugged at his beard in doubt.

"Since we're married, it's not surprising to have a child. Oh, but since Linghu Chong has divorced Ren Yingying, he doesn't have to think about the child." Lin Pingzhi said sarcastically.

"I have a child! She and I have a child!" Linghu Chong muttered in a bit of embarrassment, looking at Ren Yingying's arched abdomen, he couldn't believe his eyes. Make him creepy.

"I don't want this child, I don't want it!" Linghu Chong shook his head wildly.

Ren Yingying looked at Linghu Chong with a sneer, "You disgusting smelly man, if you don't get out, I don't want to see you!"

Feng Qingyang also clicked his tongue, his divorced wife was pregnant, but Linghu Chong didn't want it, he couldn't help saying angrily, "Chong'er, how can you be a person who abandons his wife and children, what is the difference between such a person and a woman."

Hearing this, Linghu Chong felt depressed and felt distressed. How could he be with a woman with a beard all over his face? Thinking about it makes him feel sick, "Uncle Master, it's not what you see, disciple and grandson!" There is a reason!"

"I have heard about what you did. In order to escape the Songshan faction, you will give your wife to them for a way to survive. I thought it was just hearsay, but I didn't expect it to be true. Such actions are really cowards." Your behavior is shameful and hateful, just stay here and don't go back to Mount Hua!" Feng Qingyang flicked his wide sleeves and walked away.

"Respectfully send off senior." Lin Pingzhi clasped his fists and asked Feng Qingyang to leave Heimuya.

"Uncle Master, your apprentice really has a hard time!" Linghu Chong watched Feng Qingyang leave, and it was too late to explain everything.

After Feng Qingyang left, Lin Pingzhi looked at Ren Yingying and Linghu Chong with a light smile and said, "You can be regarded as a husband and wife reunion, for the sake of the child in your belly, you should take it easy."

"Let me go!" Linghu Chong roared.

"By the way, I almost forgot. Ren Yingying is pregnant with Liujia. If you are so crazy, you will definitely hurt her. Come and feed him." Lin Pingzhi took out a bottle from his arms and threw it to Meng. Facing the disciples, he watched Linghu Chong being poured down.

"This is a way to seal your inner strength little by little. From now on, you will love each other and be together. Take good care of the two of them, and don't let them both die." Lin Pingzhi laughed and left.

Lin Pingzhi left, but Linghu Chong was still bound by the iron chain. The masked men looked at each other, and the iron chain flew out, firmly clasping Ren Yingying's ankle, leaving a distance of more than one meter between the two.

Linghu Chong felt that his nightmare was coming.