Tiansheng 15 years

The moon shadow Qionghualu is like frost on the snow.How many people are facing each other in the snow on the eaves?

When Mr. Qianwei found the Yueying Pavilion on the fairy boat that was used to entertain people, he knew that the people who came were not welcome just by looking at the faces of his disciples before he entered.

"Who is it?"

"Mr. Linguang."

It's him?This is quite unexpected.Lord Qianwei paced in, and looked to the left, he was indeed Lord Linguang from Jiuqionghe.

A generation of arrogance, not visible but proud, even sitting there without speaking, the sarcasm on his brows is still naturally revealed.

Well, he knew what was going on with his disciples.However, here he wants to complain for Lord Linguang.It's not that he wants to ridicule others, it's just that he has such a natural appearance. In fact, Lord Linguang is quite humble, really.

Seeing him coming in, Mr. Linguang stood up and said hello to him.

"Mr. Qianwei, long time no see, how are you doing?"

It was just a normal greeting, but coupled with his face, it only made people feel that he was sneering and sarcastic, which made people involuntarily angry.

No, all the disciples serving in the pavilion were silently staring at Lord Linguang.

Mr. Linguang didn't know whether he accepted it or not, anyway, he couldn't see anything on the surface, he could only see that he was still mockingly looking at Mr. Qianwei who came in, with contempt in his eyes.

Mr. Qianwei asked him to sit down, and he himself sat down opposite him. He asked Mr. Linguang: "Why are you here? Where are the others?"

Mr. Linguang replied in a flat tone: "I heard that you were here, so I came here without invitation." Although the old friend from his youth, although he didn't communicate often, he still had feelings.

Lord Qianwei smiled when he heard the words, and said in a warm voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Oh, by the way, is your ancestor Yuli okay? He should be able to sit up now."

Lord Linguang said: "I don't know, but it should be fine."

Mr. Qianwei asked with a smile in his eyes: "I have saved his life, have you thought about how to repay me?"

Lord Linguang said: "This trip is by the way." He mainly came to see Mr. Qianwei, and it was a way to thank Patriarch Yuli.

Mr. Qianwei shook his head, and said: "Not only that, let's talk about something together, there are no outsiders here." If he read correctly, when he came in just now, Lord Linguang's eyes seemed to stay behind him, It was as if he was expecting someone to appear behind him.

Lord Linguang said: "It's nothing."

Okay, he's sure he has something to ask him.After dismissing the disciples, there were only four of them left in the pavilion.

"If you don't say it again, I won't accompany you." He made a gesture to get up and leave.

"Lingyu, she..."

"I don't know. I met her in the Yipin Building, but I didn't know about it later." Qianwei Jun looked at him and persuaded: "You know she has always been... you put it down." Back then Ling Yuxian was drunk When he asked him, he didn't take it seriously, but he said that she was thinking too much.Later, after some observation, he thought: Girls are careful.

I know you like her, and she knows you like her, but what's the use of that, she likes Zhou Cha, not you.

Lord Linguang calmly said: "I have let go."

Mr. Qianwei gave him a deep look, and said: "That's good. Don't worry, she won't die so easily. People like me are still alive, let alone her." Then he turned to the mountain master above and said: "I Let's go first, you entertain him."

"it is good."

As night fell, Mr. Qianwei leaned against the window, listening to the faint sounds of Sanskrit and scriptures in the wind, frowning.

Is war really inevitable?

With a sigh, Qianwei-jun closed his eyes.

If it is really unavoidable, then try to strengthen your own strength. After all, this is not only for yourself, but also for the entire human race.

And on the jade couch separated by a wall, the disciples of medical practitioners from Songheyan were trying their best to let go of the two hands that were holding each other.

"Okay, don't worry about it, it's important to save people quickly." Seeing that they were sweating so much, he hurriedly asked them to skip this process.

If they can't be separated, they can't be separated. Saving people is the most important thing.

"Yes."

Then after they let go, the owner of one of the two hands opened his eyes, and then sat up with one hand.

"Brother Lanyin!" The surrounding medical disciples hurried over to help.

"Lan Yin, don't get up!" Is this kid so strong?With so much blood shed, it's up to me to talk about it.

Luo Yang was stunned for a while, and then hesitantly said: "Shanzhu?"

"It's me." The Mountain Lord sat beside him, reached out and touched his forehead, feeling that his forehead was still cold, and was not sure whether Luo Yang was in serious trouble for a while.

"Lord of the mountain, my subordinates are incompetent." He struggled to stay on the bed.

"You child..." The Lord of the Mountain beckoned someone to hold him down, and at the same time comforted him: "If you have anything to say, what kind of crime do you plan to ask, it's fine, everything will be fine when you recover completely."

Luo Yang looked around in confusion, tightened the fingers that were holding each other, and closed his eyes in relief.

Son, we are safe.

"Go." The mountain master stood up and retreated, watching the medical practitioners treat them.

The dazzling light illuminated the blood stains and stains on the bodies of the two of them, and Luo Yang was the worst. His dark blue clothes were stained dark brown by the blood, which made people feel chills involuntarily.

The medical practitioners were busy until midnight, and finally they were able to stop.The mountain master asked them to stay with two of them to watch, and the rest rushed back to rest, and after giving them some good advice, they left the room.After walking less than two steps, under the brightly lit corridor, he saw Yun Fu, his family, walking towards this side.

"What's the matter, Yunfu, but something happened?"

Yun Fu said: "It's nothing, it's just that our family's Qing Chengzun is back."

"Oh, is that so?" The owner of the mountain paused, a trace of struggle flashed across his handsome face, but he still said, "Then let's ask for a cup of tea from the uncle."

Yunfu asked strangely: "Don't you want to see Qing Chengzun?" Why?

Shanzhu rubbed his face and said: "No." He just felt that his complexion was not very good-looking, so he didn't want to get close to the elders.

Yun Fu said: "If the mountain lord is tired, it's okay to meet Qing Chengzun tomorrow."

"I'm not tired." The body is not tired, but the heart is a little tired. After thinking about it for a few days, he can't wait to call the personal disciple who stayed behind to help him share one or two troublesome things.

Shan Zhuqiang cheered up, but he couldn't think of Qing Chengzun's Songyuan building. The disciples on duty came forward and said that Qing Chengzun was in retreat, and asked him to come back in the future.

The owner of the mountain nodded to show that he knew, and he went wandering around with Yunfu.

Yunfu persuaded: "It's still some time before dawn, you might as well take a rest."

"That tiring energy has passed, and now I am full of energy." The owner of the mountain stretched out his hand and pulled Yunfu, who was a step behind, to his body, and whispered in his ear: "Otherwise, you go to sleep with me, you Come with me, okay?"

Yun Fu tilted his head and kissed him lightly, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

So straightforward, there must be fraud.

The next day, the mountain owner, who was suffering from back pain, back pain, everywhere, couldn't help but gave him a blank look when he heard Yun Fu tell him that Luo Yang was begging to see him, and then said: "You go and greet him, anyway, he is still a good man now. People from Xiaotingsi."

"Then you can lie down again." He got up and tucked in the quilt for him, and after getting dressed, he went out of the room.

The bright spring breeze blows into the wide-open window, driving the crystal curtain of the sea of ​​clouds to swing wantonly.Luo Yang was dressed in snow-white clothes and knelt in front of the tea table, his back was as straight as a pine and cypress, and his face was as calm as snow. Wherever he was, he didn't seem to be there.

"Get up. A man, don't do this." Yun Fu shrinks into an inch, and pulls him up.

"Master." Luo Yang saluted, with uneasiness and guilt flickering rarely in his eyes.

Yun Fu sighed, and said: "I already know, I don't blame you, I only blame their lives."

Luo Yang lowered his eyes, and then was pushed down by Yun Fu to sit down again, and asked him to cook a pot of tea that the mountain master liked to drink. All things and said their own conjectures.

"Greed hurts people." Yun Fu smiled wryly and shook his head.This is not only about them but also all the cultivators who entered the ruins.

After the tea was cooked, Yun Fu asked him to go back to guard his young master, and said: "It's been a mess outside these few days, if you have nothing to do, take care of your wounds and don't go out."

"Yes. Director, go slowly."

After seeing off Yunfu, Luo Yang sat here for a while, looking at the churning sea of ​​clouds outside the window, his thoughts were full of thoughts, and finally he could only sigh.

In the end it was his fault.

After returning to the place where they treated the wounds, he responded to the greetings of the medical disciples. He knelt down in front of the couch and looked at the sleepy man, feeling powerless in his heart.

Even he can't protect anything.

During those ten days, he was determined to protect him even though he was bleeding dry, but in the last two days, Liang Feiqin woke up and saw his blood-soaked state.At that time, he was struggling to maintain the guard, but he didn't even have the strength to knock Liang Feiqin unconscious. He protected him with one breath, but he couldn't protect his eyes from dust and blood from his heart.

Sorry, son!

At this moment, the fingers of the person on the couch moved, and Luo Yang, who had been watching like this, suddenly felt that the world had been moved.He stretched out his hand, held it in his hand, and at the same time called softly: "Young master."

"Luo Yang."

"Subordinates are here."

Liang Feiqin opened his eyes with difficulty, staring at him intently, a tear suddenly flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Luo Yang raised his hand to wipe it off, and said, "My lord, we're all fine."

"You're bleeding, a lot." Tears fell slowly, and soon wet a small piece of Luo Yang's sleeve.

"Yes, but I'm not dead yet!" Luo Yang lowered his gaze, and looked at him softly, with tenderness like water. "The mountain master is here, we are safe."

Liang Feiqin looked at him and didn't speak, but the tears still kept flowing.

Luo Yang smiled helplessly, stood up and kissed him lightly on the forehead, and said, "My lord, if you continue to cry, you will become thirsty."

Liang Feiqin didn't respond, and his mind was still immersed in the forehead kiss just now. He couldn't recover for a long time, but at least he stopped crying.

After a while, he saw that Luo Yang seemed to get up, he hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, and muttered: "I want more." I want you to kiss me.

"Okay." Luo Yang kissed him lightly on the forehead, and followed the trend to place the kiss on the corner of the eye. After noticing the uneasy trembling of the eyelashes of the person below him, a chuckle rolled out of his throat, Another kiss landed on his cheek, and he said in the ear: "Young master, close your eyes and rest for a while, I will always be there, I will always be here." The kiss fell on the red earlobe, and then swallowed it Grind gently in warm mouth.

Luo Yang.He whispered silently, and soon fell into a deep sleep.