Tiansheng 15 years

Well, his elder brother never lied to others, and he wouldn't open his mouth easily if he wasn't [-]% sure about one thing.Since his elder brother said it, it must be true.

Liang Feiqin said: "If that's the case, please tell me, Fellow Daoist Chang Ce, why I can't take this mermaid away." He still didn't give up and wanted to save He Weiwei.

Lei Changce frowned, and said, "Liang Feiyan said that any living beings in this village should not be spared, and it is best to kill them. As for the reason, he speculated that it seemed to be the people in this village, no, they were demons, and they all belonged to Luoke Mountain." Subordinates exist exclusively to protect it."

A mountain has subordinates, how strange!But considering that the mountain was transformed by the monster race in the water, it is not surprising.

Xu Jingwan said: "It's better to kill one thousand by mistake than to let one go. In case they sneak up on us, then..." Murderous aura overflowed.

"But looking at its aura, there is no bloody smell on this merman." Liang Feiqin was inexplicably weak.

At this time, Bo Yan passed Liang Feiqin and came directly to Yuren's side, and said in a solemn tone: "Third Young Master, the monster race is unforgivable." The sword blade was unsheathed, shining brilliantly.

"What are you going to do?" Inexplicably flustered.

In response, he waved his sword mercilessly.

"Snail Shell Mountain? My subordinates are deeply impressed." In the dark night, Bo Yan's eyes were shining, and he said slowly with a hint of nostalgia and excitement, "The eldest son became famous through this, how could my subordinates not remember it."

"Then... what about the little shark?"

"Third Young Master, my subordinates still say the same thing, the monster race is unforgivable." Bo Yan's eyes were stubborn and firm, as if what he said was the right words of heaven and earth.

"You are hopeless."

The spring breeze blows gently, but the spring rain comes suddenly.

Bo Yan stood in the gazebo, looking at the slanting rain outside the pavilion, thinking in his heart how did he make the third son angry again?

"Where is your son?" Luo Yang, who had finished talking with Mr. Qianwei, came outside the gazebo in the wind and rain.

"Hey, you are still injured, so don't get caught in the rain." Bo Yan first pulled Luo Yang closer to the gazebo, and opened his mouth with a series of reproachful words.I have been talking about not cherishing myself and worrying people for a quarter of an hour.

Luo Yang listened well to the first two sentences, but when he heard Songheyan's reputation and majesty later on, he rarely became impatient.

The breath of ice and snow was released, and when Bo Yan was muttering about how cold it was, he took a step back at the right time.

"Farewell."

Then he used it instantly, and disappeared in front of Bo Yan in an instant.

"You haven't healed yet." Is it really okay to use the blinking body like this?Bo Yan thought worriedly.

And in Luo Yang's temporary residence, Liang Feiqin asked this question.

"Using the blinking body, it seems that your body is fine?"

Luo Yang replied coldly: "It's not a problem." Then he took off his outer shirt and sat up cross-legged on the bed.

Liang Feiqin squatted down in front of Luo Yang, fingered the cloud animal pattern on Luo Yang's knee, and asked with his face up, "What did Qianwei Jun say to you?"

Luo Yang replied without opening his eyes: "The Feast of Heroes."

There is no good banquet for a gathering of talents.Liang Feiqin, who only participated once, expressed a headache.

Liang Feiqin wailed, "Can I not go?"

"No." Luo Yang slightly opened his eyes, the ocher red pupils looked gentle and pure against the light.

Liang Feiqin couldn't help caressing his hand, and asked, "Why?"

"Seniority." Closing his eyes again, Luo Yang's words were still as concise as ever.

Although Liang Feiqin was young, his seniority was not low.Among the disciples of Songhe Yande's generation, although he was not the youngest, he was settled down by the precept elders early.When he was a toddler, the precept elder told the mountain master that he had already chosen the next precept elder, and asked the mountain master not to recommend anyone.

The owner of the mountain saw that his expression was not fake, so he said, "Just choose it."I didn't even ask who it was and why.

The mountain lords along the Songhe River have various faults, but the point of trusting the entrusted person is deeper than that of other celestial family lords.

The Mountain Lord believed in the person he entrusted, and the entrusted person had never failed the Mountain Lord's trust.

"I do not want to go."

Luo Yang was speechless.

"Not to mention it's too boring, it's still annoying." Recalling the last time he was curious and pestered his master to see him, what was the result?His head hurts all day long.

What does it mean to speak as you speak, to carry a gun with a stick, to fight openly and secretly?It's because the food is not good, the wine is not good, or the dancer is not beautiful enough.Can't you just sit down and eat food, drink wine and enjoy dancing?You have to play lip service.If you have the ability, you can fight with real swords and guns!

The group meeting he attended was full of things he wanted to say, but in the end he only said what he wanted to say instead of what he wanted to say in his heart.

I always feel that once he speaks out, he will be ashamed if he doesn't say it, and his teacher will also be ashamed.

"Hey, Luo Yang, when will the banquet of heroes be held?" He changed his caress to a poke, letting the corners of his eyes to the corners of his indifferent lips be stained with his own warmth one by one.

"The day after tomorrow."

In the future, Luo Yang will not be able to go.Thinking of this, Liang Feiqin didn't even want to go.

The finger slid down and slowly landed on Luo Yang's icy fingers. Liang Feiqin sighed and said, "You have not recovered from your serious injury. I don't want to go anywhere." I just want to be with you.

Luo Yang opened his eyes, and said to Liang Feiqin, who was sinking to the ground: "The subordinates will also go in the future." His injuries are no longer serious, as long as he does not use excessive spiritual power, the wounds will not open.

"No. You can't go, your injury is still not healed." Liang Feiqin disagreed 1 times.

"Mr. Qianwei has already agreed." Originally, Mr. Qianwei just asked him to tell, but he was a little worried about his son, so he said that he wanted to go too.At first, Mr. Qianwei disagreed, but when he stretched out his wrist for Mr. Qianwei to check, Mr. Qianwei agreed.

Lord Qianwei praised: "Xiao Tingsi's secret technique is really powerful!"

"Your Majesty is absurd."

Xiao Tingsi's secret technique is indeed powerful, but it is not as good as the secret technique used by Songheyan's direct disciples.Although he was accepted as a disciple by the mountain lord, he was only a guard after all, and he was destined to miss some of the secret methods passed down from generation to generation.Fortunately, he never dared to be interested.

Qianwei Jun sighed: "To this day, I still regret that you were not born as a disciple, otherwise your achievements may be better." Daily life forgets the fact that Luo Yang formed the golden elixir in his 20s.

Luo Yang said indifferently: "This subordinate is also fine now." Then he left.

"Is it good?" Qianwei Jun murmured, looking up at Xingzi disappearing among the dark clouds.

It's going to rain!

Spring comes to appreciate flowers, summer rains, autumn leaves dry leaves, winter snow cold.The four seasons are different, and the sound of rain is also different.

The spring rains are continuous, the summer rains are often urgent, the autumn rains are full of melancholy, and the winter rains are bitterly cold.The rain in each season has different feelings in the ears, but the only constant is the increasingly calm state of mind.

Mr. Qianwei never calmed down to listen to a rain in his vigorous youth and heroic youth. Instead, when he was in his forties, he often leaned on the railing alone and listened to the meeting of heaven and earth.

He couldn't remember what he was thinking while listening to the rain at that time, but the state of mind when listening to the rain was firmly engraved in his heart, which made him reach the peak.

Now this spring rain is continuous and drizzling, Qianwei-jun stands in the corridor, watching the rain streaking past his eyes, the uneasiness in his heart gradually subsides, and instead he feels that his behavior of trapping Lin Bengang is very wise and mighty.

I am doing it for his own good, so Lin Bengang will definitely understand him, for sure.

Fortunately, Lin Bengang didn't know what Qianweijun was thinking from the beginning to the end, otherwise his first action after getting out of trouble was not to care, but to punch him directly, so that Qianweijun could experience his anger.

It was too much, and he was locked up without saying a word, which made him think...

Forget it, it's fine.

After 20 years of Jing'an, the rain is sunny, Kang asked the teacher, why is it good after the rain?The teacher smiled and said nothing.

No one knew why Master Mo Lian smiled and said nothing, just like he didn't know why he breathed fresh after the rain.

In fact, even if he didn't know, it wouldn't affect Liang Feiqin's wonderful mood.He sat on the couch in front of the bed, resting his chin with one hand, watching Luo Yang put on the costumes that represented Jindan Daoist Songheyan.

The clothes are as bright as bright, covered with pine green.Gold and silver lines, depicting the strength of character.The waist wears the world, and the feet step on the dragon.His expression is as ice-like as snow, and his momentum does not show his prestige.

What a Jindan real person!Liang Feiqin, who loves opera, sang silently from the bottom of his heart.Thanks to Lian Qingyu's gift of sending scripts all the year round, he can now write a play for Luo Yang.

"Okay, now you can comb your hair." Bo Yan, who had finished handing Luo Yang the clothes, teleported himself to the dressing cabinet under the window with great interest.

"Come on, this is the girl from the Meng family who brought it here immediately after hearing about the breakfast." Bo Yan patted the mahogany dressing cabinet, and said excitedly: "Meng Sanqiu said that there are all things in it, I'm sure you don't need it .”

It looks quite complete, almost as tall as a person. If it is not complete, the craftsman who does this work will cry to death.

But why are you more excited than me.Liang Feiqin gave Bo Yan a puzzled look, and followed him.But the next moment, he knew.

The same mahogany comb was held in Bo Yan's fingertips, and he waved his hand to signal Luo Yang to hurry up.

Luo Yang's walking steps faltered, he frowned lightly, and said, "Put it down, I'll do it myself."

Bo Yan said worriedly: "But Daoist Jindan wears a lot of headgear, and you have to comb all your hair, so it's not easy for you alone."

Luo Yang didn't say a word, but he just waved his pine and green gauze sleeves and disappeared in front of them in an instant.

"Young master." Luo Yang's voice came from outside the house, Liang Feiqin and Bo Yan went out to have a look, okay, everyone has already combed and tied their hair.

Liang Feiqin stepped forward, stretched out his hand to smooth the pine-blue tassels hanging from Shunluo Yang's hair crown, and said yes.He thought that when he became Jindan, he would be able to wear almost the same clothes as Luo Yang. At that time, he asked Luo Yang to comb his hair and put a crown on him.

Liang Feiqin and Luo Yang looked at each other for a long time, and finally came to their senses under Bo Yan's reminder.

"Third Young Master, it's time to go."

"Let's go."

Shangyi City can't walk with a sword, but can only go there in a horse-drawn carriage.After Liang Feiqin got into the carriage, Bo Yan reached out to stop Luo Yang, and motioned him to go backwards with his eyes.

Luo Yang glanced at Bo Yan coldly, but did not move.

Bo Yan maintained the posture of blocking him, but also did not move.

Luo Yang sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand to hold Bao Yan's arm, and said softly, "I will always be proud." Then, in the gap between Bao Yan's daze, he pulled him into the carriage.

Liang Feiqin, who was groping around in the middle of the carriage, heard them coming in, turned his head and couldn't look away.

"Third Young Master, is there a problem?" Bo Yan, who couldn't stand Liang Feiqin's gloomy gaze, asked first.

Liang Feiqin didn't speak, but still stared at Luo Yang's wrist with sharp eyes.

Bo Yan saw it, and his previous thoughts came to his mind again. He held Luo Yang's wrist with his backhand, and as expected, he received Liang Feiqin's more piercing eyes.

"Snapped."

Because Bo Yan's idea was confirmed, his heart was suddenly suspended, and Luo Yang's action of knocking off his hand made his heart return to its place all of a sudden.

It's useless for one person, Luo Yang... Bo Yan glanced at the person sitting upright, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Luo Yang didn't, otherwise Peak Master Liang wouldn't let him go.

Bo Yan hadn't met Liang Fengzhu a few times, but the few times he had met, he also knew that Liang Fengzhu was hard-hearted and regarded his children as things he could control.He has never taken care of his children, but he took the rights of a father as a matter of course when treating the three children who were thrown out of the gate.

From his own eldest son to the youngest Liang Feixue, Peak Master Liang scolded everyone, and even Mrs. Liang's persuasion would get similar words like 'a loving mother loses her son'.

"Guard Bo, does your hand hurt?" Liang Feiqin stared at a certain guard who was still standing blankly, with a half-smile.

"It doesn't hurt." Bo Yan replied subconsciously, and then saw Liang Feiqin's face pulled down quickly.

What did he say wrong again?Bo Yan looked at Luo Yang questioningly, but saw him cooking tea.

Well, the journey from Shuijiang Pavilion to Jinyuan is neither long nor short, but it is more than enough to drink a cup of tea.But... "Luo Yang, are you just going to make a cup?"

"of course."