Tiansheng 15 years

"Your father just came down from Liangshui Shepherd, you shouldn't be satisfied, so what else did you do?"

"I didn't do anything, I just added fuel to the flames. I also casually notified those who had old grievances with my father, and let them vent their anger on the road. Of course, if they acted harshly, there was nothing they could do about it, right?" Lian Qingyu gave him a playful smile, but the chill in her eyes overflowed.

Liang Feiqin shook his head disapprovingly, and said, "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. If you are a close friend, why bother to put on airs?"

Lian Qingyu pouted, and said in dissatisfaction: "You are just putting on airs. Let me tell you that this young master is the majestic young master of Liansheng Hall, the future master of Liansheng Hall, and in the future, this young master will be called a king and respected. "

Liang Feiqin smiled and said: "Yes, yes, you are the most powerful, let's do it." At this point, his face changed, and he pondered for a while with a solemn expression, before saying: "The assassination you participated in before was really for Revenge on Huang Feiming is still for you..." He raised his eyes to Lian Qingyu, wanting to find an answer.

Lian Qingyu said: "Although I am not a good person, I am not bad to the end. I will stand by and watch a child, but I will not kill him." She shook her head lightly, and said: "Actually, I still don't want to kill a child." Insignificant people get their hands dirty."

Doesn't matter?Indeed!Liang Feiqin sighed for that child in his heart, and then put it behind his mind, he lightly tapped the teacup with his fingertips, and said, "Why do you want to tell me this, you must know that I am Songheyan's direct disciple, in case I'll take the opportunity to threaten you in the future and take the opportunity to swallow your Lianshengtang, what should you do then?"

Lian Qingyu said: "Do not bark a dog that bites. If you really want to, you will definitely not tell me. Besides, I don't know you yet, you just want to practice hard to be a chic and dissolute cultivator. "He doesn't have too much self-motivation, and he doesn't have a degenerate mind. With an ordinary mentality, he doesn't look like a cultivator at first glance, but when he looks closely, he feels that there are fires burning in his eyes.

A very strange and strange person.But it was such a person who became friends with her. It's really interesting to think about this kind of fate!

"You are the dog. Just say this to you, and Lianshengtang will definitely be in the bag." Liang Feiqin was so anxious that he almost wanted to slap the table, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

Lian Qingyu chuckled, supported the Eight Immortals table, and said with a smile: "Please do." As soon as he finished speaking, he collapsed on the table laughing.

Liang Feiqin became even more angry, and was about to reach out to smash the teacup in his hand, when his wrist suddenly froze, a broad and powerful palm slowly stopped his wrist that was about to smash , the owner of the palm said coldly in his usual and indifferent tone: "The tea is cold."

"Then pour another cup." He let go of his hand and let the teacup fall into the man's hand.

After he was stuffed with a cup of tea again, he was a little dazed while holding the warm cup of tea.What did he say just now?He lowered his head, took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "I drank a lot today, after supper, do you want to go back or stay in this building for the night?"

Lian Qingyu said: "Of course I stayed overnight. I don't want to go back at night to slander, it's too stupid. I'll have breakfast tomorrow and then go back in the afternoon. What about you? You and Guard Luo will go back later or tomorrow ?”

Liang Feiqin glanced at Luo Yang, and said, "I'll go back later, I have something to do tomorrow, so I can't spend time in Yipin Building, you can play here by yourself. When you are free in a few days, let's drink tea together, okay? "

Lian Qingyu asked casually: "What's the matter? What do you need tomorrow?"

Liang Feiqin said: "Come and pay a visit to our Lord Qianwei in Songheyan, and then casually tell the elders about Luo Yang's anecdote."

So this is ah!Lian Qingyu nodded, and said: "The real people of our Lianshengtang are with us, you don't need to go to see them specially, but you are a little far away from your family's Qianwei Lord, walking over now, it happens to be dawn, That way we can have breakfast together.”

Liang Feiqin said helplessly: "Mr. Qianwei has been fasting for many years, and he doesn't need to eat." These days, he learned the technique of fasting from Luo Yang, and it was quite effective. It's just a little unaccustomed not to eat.

Lian Qingyu said: "Mr. Qianwei doesn't eat it, but don't you? Don't his disciples who are not high in cultivation also eat it? Dongsu, you don't want to try the Shuijiang Pavilion where Lord Qianwei lives. Did you make fish soup?"

Liang Feiqin shook his head, and said, "I've been practicing the bigu technique for the past few days. Didn't you notice that I rarely touch anything except wine?"

Lian Qingyu said innocently: "No. I patronized Brother Feng. Sigh, to be honest, Brother Feng, Feng Lianfu is really good-looking, if I hadn't sworn to Tiandaomeng, maybe I would have attacked him. "He looks so good-looking, all the beauties she has seen in her life are barely worth [-]% of him.

"Brother Feng really wants to thank God for allowing him to meet you at this time, making you feel powerless."

Lian Qingyu nodded in agreement with Rong Youyan, which left Liang Feiqin speechless when he said this.He shook his head helplessly, and said, "You, I always make me look up to you."

Lian Qingyu said with a smile: "My honor."

"Shameless." Liang Feiqin cursed softly, but the pampering in his eyes flowed out like a gentle spring.

Even though they are about the same age, he often subconsciously treats her as a teenage girl, pampering and letting her temper go unknowingly.Occasionally, he realizes something is wrong, but the next moment his thoughts vanish into nothingness.As time passed, he let this kind of pampering and doting on his little sister let go.

Fortunately, Lian Qingyu didn't know what he was thinking, otherwise she would have made trouble.Because in terms of age, she was born in the early winter season and was obviously more than a month older than Liang Feiqin when she was born in the twelfth lunar month. From the usual point of view, he wants to respectfully call himself Senior Sister Lian.Although they are not from the same sect, the cultivators of the world belong to the same family, so it is not an exaggeration to call them senior sisters.When we first met, she pestered him to call him Senior Sister, but instead of calling him, he beat her up severely, and threatened, "If there is a next time, I will never forgive you lightly."

She was in pain for a full month from that fight, and after being rescued by him, she made jokes about it, and she seemed to have no desire to call Liang Feiqin a senior sister.

Anyway, it's not too long, so don't bark if you don't bark, in fact, it's quite good to get along like this.Thinking of this, she smiled brightly at the bewildered Liang Feiqin. Of course, the wound that will no longer bleed in the next moment will teach her not to be too complacent, otherwise please look at her.

Lian Qingyu pretended to be innocent and said: "What is a face? Can it be eaten?"

"No."

Liang Feiqin's serious answer made her laugh. She put her face on one hand and said with a smile: "Dong Su is really funny, and I don't know which female cultivator will be better off in the future."

"Anyway, it won't be cheap for you." While talking, he couldn't help but glance at the man standing in front of the window.His stature was majestic, and he exuded wisps of ice-cold air.It was as black as ink, pouring down, mixed with the dark blue gold tassels hanging from the hair, adding to the extreme coldness.

Liang Feiqin thought strangely: Is their Songheyan Ice System so powerful?Luo Yang is only 30 years old this year, and he has managed to be icy, if in the future... Well, thinking about it, I feel very cold.

"Dong Su, what are you shaking?"

When he heard Lian Qingyu's question, he realized that he was trembling unconsciously, and he couldn't hold back, so he said in a vicious voice: "You are blind."

Lian Qingyu turned her bright eyes lightly, and said: "Well, you are right, this young master's poor eyesight made a mistake, okay? Sigh, Dongsu, do you want some supper? Let me tell you The supper in this Pinlou is delicious. Oh, I forgot, you have bigu. What a pity, what a pity!" She said it was a pity, but she had a gloating expression on her face.

Liang Feiqin snorted coldly, put down the teacup, cupped his hands and said, "It's getting late, let's leave. Luo Yang, let's go. Luo Yang, Luo Yang?" I will also give a response, what happened today, is it possible that I am in a daze?

"Young master." Luo Yang, who was standing in front of the window, turned around, rubbing the center of his brows in a rare tiredness, with a headache.

Lian Qingyu asked with concern: "Guard Luo is not feeling well?"

Luo Yang shook his head, except for a slight frown between his brows, he was not much different from before.

Liang Feiqin smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, but said hello to Lian Qingyu, and asked Luo Yang to break the barrier and leave.

Luo Yang nodded to Lian Qingyu, and left with his son.

"So, why is Guard Luo having a headache?" Lian Qingyu asked herself doubtfully, holding her face in both hands.Liang Feiqin didn't cause any trouble, and didn't he do any evil?What the hell is guard Luo having a headache about?Could it be that he was worrying about the matter of Jiuqionghe? It shouldn't be. Guard Luo is not a warm-hearted person, so he couldn't figure it out.

But the atmosphere between the people who had just walked out was somewhat dignified.Liang Feiqin took the lead and walked in front, while Luo Yang followed behind with some disbelief.

The night wind brings bursts of fragrance of flowers, plants and trees, and the lingering and intoxicating singing sounds from afar, like a dream, like a shadow.

Sensing that there was no one around, Liang Feiqin stopped, turned around, and stared at Luo Yang with an unkind expression.

At this time, they were in a place with lush trees. The exposed roots of the trees on the dark land and the blooming Burong Hei complement each other, just like nature.

Luo Yang also stopped in his tracks, looked at him with a cold face, and called out in doubt, "Master?"

Liang Feiqin frowned, and said bluntly, "What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think so." He said, but his brows were slightly frowned.

Liang Feiqin stepped forward, raised his head, stroked his brows with warm fingers, and said, "Haven't you thought about it?"

"Yes." Chu red eyes were lowered halfway, and he stared blankly at the emptiness behind Liang Feiqin.

"Liar." Moving his fingertips lightly, from the slightly wrinkled brows to the sword-like thick brows, he raised his head and continued: "You are not good at lying."

Luo Yang pulled his hand and reminded him coldly: "It's getting late, please, my lord."

Liang Feiqin clasped his hand behind his back, felt the cold touch of his fingertips, frowned, and stared at Luo Yang without blinking, his always gentle peach eyes exuded coldness and anger .

"Son."

"You're right, it's getting late, let's go."