Tiansheng 15 years

"Guard Bo, you are careless." This village is definitely not as simple as it seems.Luo Yang swept towards the cloudy sky because of the rain, and his uneasy heart became more and more intense after entering the village.

I always feel that there will be a disaster here soon.

"Guard Luo, what do you see?" Luo Yang was always keen, and he knew this a long time ago.

"This village has a broken formation, and it's been a long time." It's been so long that he can't be sure when it happened.

"Where is it?" Liang Feiqin was excited, and Huo De stood up. From his appearance, as long as Luo Yang pointed out the direction, he could run there immediately.

"It's raining now." The implication is that it is not suitable to go out now.

Speaking of this, Liang Feiqin became angry, and he said angrily: "Who is it that I can't see when I wake up in the morning, and who is it that I didn't see before I had eaten in the morning. Oh, yes, and the one who was hugged before Wasn’t it you that little girl was walking in the rain? Did you only allow state officials to set fires, but not the common people to light lamps?”

Luo Yang was speechless.

Bo Yan couldn't bear it, so he persuaded him, "Third Young Master, Luo Yang is also doing it for your own good."

"Shut up." You can call him by his first name, too.Liang Feiqin was even more angry, looking at the silent Luo Yang with burning eyes, the grievance and uneasiness in his heart were almost revealed in essence.

It's like this again, it's like this again!Every time their dialogue does not exceed ten sentences, it will become like this.Obviously we were not like this before!Although Luo Yang in the past was also not talkative, as long as he talked to him, he would respond!No, not such silence!

Bo Yan, who was innocently being yelled at, shrugged helplessly, and pointed his eyes at Luo Yang to coax him quickly.But I didn't want Luo Yang to just glance at him indifferently, and then said unhurriedly: "You can't go."

Add fuel to the fire!Bo Yan groaned secretly in his heart, and at the same time wondered if they had been like this for more than ten years?Then why did the third son still choose Luo Yang as his bodyguard? Is it just because Fengzhu Liang picked him?

Liang Feiqin laughed back in anger, and asked in a calm tone, "Why?" But the expression on his face declared that if Luo Yang didn't give him a satisfactory answer, he would never give up.

"Someone followed me when I came back." Then he disappeared the moment he entered the village.

"Stalking? Who would follow you?" Liang Feiqin asked Bo Yan again, "Do you feel like you're being followed when elder brother is here?"

Bo Yan shook his head and said, "That's not true." He and the eldest son have been inseparable all the time, if anyone follows, the eldest son will definitely tell him.Is it possible that you still choose someone to follow?No, not right.They have come to this village, no matter where they go, they are a few people together, and they never travel alone.Could this be the reason why Luo Yang was being followed?

"Maybe it's because of you alone." Bo Yan said his guess, and unexpectedly got Liang Feiqin's evaluation.

"Nonsense." Tracking is always the most effective one-on-one follow-up, and two or more people are easy to lose track of, not to mention easy to be exposed.

"There is indeed a problem in this village."

Luo Yang subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and sure enough, the next moment he heard Liang Feiqin, he said excitedly: "Since this is the case, my son is a disciple from the immortal sect, how can I just ignore it, I want to go out and see it with my own eyes, and then Find out who followed Luo Yang."

Bo Yan said disapprovingly: "Third Young Master, it's cool in autumn and it's raining outside. If you go out rashly, you will easily get sick." What's more, judging by what you did in Luweijiang, you just stay there obediently. is the best.

Liang Feiqin ignored him, passed him and Luo Yang, and walked out directly.Bo Yan looked at Luo Yang who was standing at the door questioningly, but was ignored again.

have to.Really worthy of being a master and servant, even their temperaments are so alike.

The autumn rain is as continuous as willows, and the cool rain is cold without touching it.On a desolate country road, two young and immature youths were protected under the umbrella of a black plum.

Liang Feiqin slightly turned his head to look at the indifferent side face of the young man beside him, and thought to himself: I am really self-willed!

Greed for the joy of a sound, in exchange for half a lifetime of floating life.I haven't got anything yet, but I have stepped into the abyss. This is really unfair!

"Luo Yang, use your other hand to hold the umbrella." The handle of the umbrella lying between them was an eyesore.

Luo Yang gave him a strange look, but changed hands, holding the umbrella with his right hand, while his left hand was tightly held by someone.

A trace of uneasiness flashed between Luo Yang's brows, but he still didn't break free in the end, and let him hold it, and walked with him slowly along the country path to the Luoke Mountain not far away.

Liang Feiqin, who thought he would be thrown away, was shocked at first, and then filled with joy.He was a little carried away, so he said indiscriminately: "Luo Yang, do you think you and I look like Feng Sheng and Li Sheng in "The Wind and Cloud Turning Butterfly"?"

"Fengyunhuadie? What is that?" Luo Yang asked him with half of his mind, while the other half was in the eyes of malicious eyes behind him.

"Feng's class." Liang Feiqin curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and complained: "I went to see it with you last month, but in the end, you disappeared after the opening." The young master of Shengtang was also there, and he had long since lost his temper.

Luo Yang said in a low voice: "Something happened."

"You can't tell me anything." Liang Feiqin bumped into him dissatisfied.

Luo Yang leaned into his ear and said softly: "It's about Xiao Tingsi." He was born in Xiao Tingsi, and occasionally he would do something for Si Li.

"Oh, that's right." Liang Feiqin replied absent-mindedly, resisting the urge to touch his earlobe, and focused his attention on the fields in the countryside.

In autumn, everything withers, but obvious signs of cultivation can be seen in the fields.The road under his feet is not a dirt road, but is paved with bluestones about one foot long and half a foot wide.The top is a bit bumpy due to the age, but the strange thing is that it is very clean, not even a leaf or a bit of dirt. It is as clean as if someone cleaned it every day.

"Luo Yang, this..." The snowy and icy breath came towards him, he stared at the indifferent face so close, but his chest was full of heat.In the continuous autumn rain and the cold and rustling autumn wind, he thought of the image in his eyes and imprinted in his heart after his reckless intrusion last year, and he felt an uncontrollable heat flow up his nasal cavity.

He has a nosebleed!

Letting go of his tightly held hands, Liang Feiqin and Ren Luoyang, who had a face full of bitterness and hatred, wiped the blood under his nose with a handkerchief woven from snow silk from Tianshan Mountains and soaked in medicinal juice, which would exude a faint bitter aroma. .He said listlessly: "In autumn, the weather is dry, and people are prone to get angry. When I go back, I remember to boil some medicine to reduce the fire."

"Yes."

Cold fingers occasionally brushed the tip of his nose, which made Liang Feiqin involuntarily want to sneak around.Before he could make a move, Luo Yang seemed to have sensed something, he withdrew his hand leisurely, and said in a tone that could put people down, "My lord, your heart is not quiet enough."

Liang Feiqin said angrily: "I'm not you." Then he felt a touch of softness and a touch of sandalwood under his nose.He lowered his eyes and saw that a blue handkerchief was gently placed under his nose.

Qingwu flutters its wings and is famous all over the world.

It's his handkerchief!

Before he could be moved, he heard him say coldly: "My lord, please take it yourself."

don't want.But after thinking about it, if he took it himself, he wouldn't have to pay it back.Thinking of this, his displeasure suddenly evaporated, and he happily took over.

"Young master, should we go back or continue to move forward?" He looked at the foot of Luohu Mountain, a hundred meters away, and the feeling of uneasiness in his heart became more and more profound.

The legend may be true.If this conch shell mountain was really transformed by the great demon after his death, then there must be his loyal followers around it.Luo Yang thought of the faint evil spirit in the village and the little mermaids in the village, and he confirmed this guess even more.

The royal family has tomb guards, so it's not surprising that the big demon has several tomb guards.But that gaze full of malice in the dark...

For the safety of his young master and other guards, he had better check it out.

She lowered her head slightly, looking at those pair of immature peach blossom eyes, feeling slightly bitter in her heart.

Identity and lineage are not something he can deny if he wants to, they are inherently unavoidable for him.He knew that day would come sooner or later, he would reveal the fact that he was a half-demon sooner or later, but he still wanted to wait a little later, it would be best when he could see that he had been protecting him and didn't need him.

Forgive me, I really want to be with you all the time, really want to.

"Of course we are going forward." Liang Feiqin put the handkerchief in his arms and walked forward on his own, while Luo Yang had no choice but to follow in order to prevent him from getting wet.

There is no sound in the mountains and fields, only rain falls.

It is indeed very wrong!Although Liang Feiqin had never lived in a village, he had also been in the mountains and dense forests.Let alone autumn, even in winter, there will be one or two birdsong on the treetops in the mountains.

It's so quiet in here, it's disturbingly quiet.

Looking ahead at the bluestone path winding to Luoke Mountain, Liang Feiqin stopped in his tracks with a solemn expression.He is not a reckless person, knowing that something is wrong ahead but still going inside is not bold but heartless.Moreover, he could not satisfy his curiosity with his life.

"It's so boring! Let's go back." He said casually, but actually clenched his hands that were hanging by his side and covered by his sleeves.

Luo Yang said: "Wait for a while." The next moment, the sword light piercing the sky penetrated the rain, penetrating everything around him like crystal clear needles.

Huaguang Sword Art No.17 - Songhai.

The Huaguang Sword Art has always been only passed on to direct disciples, but after Luo Yang was accepted by the mountain lord on behalf of his disciples a month ago, he bestowed Lan Yin as his Taoist name and at the same time also passed on the exercises learned by the direct disciples. and passed it on to him.

One month!It took only one month to practice the No.17 style, and I still used it.Liang Feiqin thinks this is probably the meaning of the legend that one method can master all methods.

"Remember to give me pointers when you go back."

"it is good."