Tsundere Road, Long-bellied Black Flower [Sword Three]

, "Humph".

Then he saw Xue Mangmang's comment:

Xue Mangmang: Hug sister Hua qwq.

Duan Fuyi was first shocked by the deep sadness in this post, and then shocked by this comment.

Xue Mangmang has such a big heart! ! !

He has always had a bad memory, and after thinking about it for a long time, he realized that he went to blow up fireworks after playing jjc that night. He really said so...but he was really stuck!Campus network ah campus network.Duan Fuyi stroked his forehead, if he had known earlier he would not have said that, no matter what, it was all his own fault.

No, this is Lu Yanting's fault! [Playing a song to blow up fireworks for that dog, and that dog actually blows it up for himself, using himself as a shield while happily catching other girls, is it not unethical? ? ?Sooner or later there will be retribution! ! !

While spraying Lu Yanting at the bottom of the post, he scratched his head and hesitantly sent a message to Fang Ge: "That...sorry, I really had no other intentions before."

He felt a little heavy in his heart.

In the game JX[-], some people are playing JX[-], some are playing JX[-], Lu Yanting is playing JX[-], Yao Xiuluo is playing JX[-], what did he do? ?

What can he leave behind?

Duan Fuyi felt a little stuck in his heart, and wanted to find someone to vent his anger on.

He logged into his account, and Yaoxiuluo was indeed online, and he right-clicked and chatted secretly: Do you want to plant a flag.

Yaoxiuluo returned after a while.

[Yaoxiuluo whispers to you quietly]: Oh, today is the villain's song party!I'm listening to a concert!

[You whisper to Yaoxiuluo]: ... What's so good about this, if you want to listen to the concert, go directly to the singer.

[Yaoxiuluo whispers to you quietly]: Come on, YY1234567, there are so many little brothers singing! Voice control benefits!But you'd better open a small account, we also want to trick Haoqi this time, and prepare to block IPs one by one.

Duan Fuyi thought about it for a while, and it's okay to go and have a look, anyway, he is YY online, so it's better to listen to music to refresh his mind.

When he entered the channel, he happened to meet the wife of the leader of a gang of villains who was singing between the eyebrows affectionately, and just sang:

"Only now, who is waiting to look back in the vast snow, knowing that no one looks back."

After the girl finished singing, there was a lot of booing and booing, and the leader cheerfully called out his daughter-in-law, and then went down, and then Yaoxiuluo was hugged by Mai.

He cleared his throat, and as soon as he spoke, the people below were brushing:

"Wow, it's Yaoxiuluo!"

"Young voice!"

"wwww Yaoxiu is the cutest!"

"Wow, the nasal voice is so cute!!"

Duan Fuyi stared dumbfounded at a group of girls frantically swiping the screen. He had played jjc with Yaoxiuluo for a season and a half, and he was already tired of his voice. Was it so exaggerated? ? ?

Duan Fuyi shook his head while thinking, these girls must not have heard how he screamed so loudly in jjc.

"Ahem, I want to sing a song... No, uh, not for anyone, no, not for anyone..." Yaoxiuluo stuttered suddenly, and then said helplessly, "Oh, if you insist If you think so, then who is it for?”

With the accompaniment, the atmosphere suddenly changed, only Yaoxiuluo was singing slowly.

"In my dream, I saw him turn around the mountains and rivers again,

Said: "The rivers and lakes are down and out, and the world of mortals is dull." '

Chang'an walked too slowly.

In front of the white pistil hairpin, Yun Ni is draped on the side

Dressed in the color of a girl, not singing the song of picking lotus

Love cannot be said, and books cannot be trusted

The sky is like splashing ink.

Fuqin water pavilion, but broad mind

Lick the thin frost with the edge of the blade, light the beacon fire with the fan

Shake off this pink powder, and never take it off in my life

The double swords have been worn properly. "

A flash of light flashed in Duan Fuyi's mind: This song is definitely for whom! ! !

He was a little bit embarrassed, thinking that after listening to a few songs, it was almost done. He just moved the mouse to the exit channel button.Just happened to hear a familiar voice, warm and moist, like the wet rain in the West Lake, with a light smile, said: "Xiuxiu sings very well."

Duan Fuyi shook his hands in fright and pressed exit.

In the next second, he secretly entered the channel again.

The person who just spoke was praising the host and expressing condolences to the subtitler, acting like the ambassador of Xishan Residence Duwan YY, what an old sow xxx, one set after another.

Obviously, Duan Fuyi was the only one complaining viciously.The others were all elated, frenziedly swiping at the male god.

The pronunciation on the screen was one after another, and even the text could not be read clearly.

With such a disgusting tone, such a coquettish ending, and using such despicable means to buy people's hearts, who else but Lu Yanting? ? ?

Duan Fuyi was about to scold him, but he held back after thinking about it.

Because Lu Yanting said: "I'm going to sing a song next...well, Xiaoqin has already sung the snow between eyebrows just now, so I'll sing "Chunyang Snow"."

The people present were immediately excited.

"Wow!! Pure Yang!! @DUAN FUYI!"

"Is the male god confessing his love???"

"Wait a minute, is the goddess of singing also on the channel..."

"Lu Yanting, Lu Yanting.jpg."

"Chun Yangxue!!! Duan Fuyi, did you hear that!!! Lu Yanting only wants to say three words to you! Chun! Yang! Xue!"

The whole world is crazily reading the last sentence, and the whole channel has a grand state of copying the party to dominate the country.

Duan Fuyi sat in front of the computer and jumped with anger.

Pooh!

"Chunyang Snow" is his favorite Chunyang fan song, Lu Yanting doesn't deserve to sing it at all!

He was furious, and immediately typed: "Sing your Wanhua's song! Don't sing our Chunyang's!"

However, because he was driving a trumpet, this sentence was just a drop in the ocean.Duan Fuyi didn't even see clearly, so he was brushed off.

Lu Yanting suddenly paused for a few seconds before continuing to speak.

Duan Fuyi listened to the whole "Pure Yangxue" without knowing if Lu Yanting saw him.

The author has something to say: update, update slowly, it's the end of the period! ! !

☆、818th floor of 550

[High Energy 818] Lu Yanting, what Duan Fuyi wants to say to you is always only three words

As I mentioned last time, the Changgemen Games came to a successful conclusion.

For the next two days, Lu Yanting practiced piano skills with Yang Biewen every day, often went to listen to their classes, sang songs, recited poems and books, ate rice, and had extracurricular activities with the piano teacher every day. Only Duan Fuyi showed his The temperament of being a disciple of Chunyang, no, it should be Jianchun's temperament.

When Duan Fuyi was just getting started, he heard from an old white-haired swordsman who was carrying a night talk egret on his back, that every swordsman is a lone swordsman, they are indifferent, they move like the wind, and they have tasted all It's hard to live in the cold, but they can also warm people, just warming a person for a lifetime. This person must be the happiest person in the world and the person they cherish the most.

The senior brother looked up to the sky, his eyes were empty, and he asked indifferently: "Do you know how I put on my clothes?"

The young Duan Fuyi asked: "How?"

"When the one I loved left me, this dress was on me."

At that time, Shi Fuyi was still young and didn't understand such a profound principle of pretense, so he almost asked, "Brother, who helped you take off your clothes".

Fortunately, he is a type of player who gets more mentally handicapped as he grows up. He was quite witty when he was young, so he held back this sentence.

But now, when Duan Fuyi became the head of the Taoist priest, that kind of lonely temperament has already appeared in him.

In the place where Changge's disciples competed with each other, the sound of the zither and the sword could be heard endlessly, and he was the only one carrying the sword that had been inserted into the soil because of the mold, sitting in meditation, silent.

Regardless of what kind of pigskin he was thinking about, this pretentious trick did trick a few mother-in-law Qinluo, who had already reached a deal with Chimi in private and got Duan Fuyi's contact way, not to mention here.

Two days have passed, and Lu Yanting and his group's trip to Changgemen has come to an end.In the early morning of the third day, they were queuing up at the gate of Changgemen to get on the bus and go back to Wanhua. Gasping, he said, "Wait a minute! Wait... a moment!"

They stopped and looked back.Isn't this the same baaluoxuemangmang that I met on Mount Hua back then?

Xue Mangmang was still holding a bunch of candied haws in his hand, and several priests followed behind him.

It was Duan Fuyi who spoke first. Obviously, he thought that Xue Mangmang was looking for him, so he paused and smiled: "Junior Sister, what's the matter?"

Xue Mangmang was obviously taken aback, and replied dully: "Ah, Senior Brother Duan."

Although she was replying to Duan Fuyi's words, her eyes were fixed on Lu Yanting.

The place in Duan Fuyi's heart was empty again.

Lu Yanting put away the brush in his bosom, squatted down, and said to Xue Mangmang: "It's you, little baaluo, what's the matter?"

"... Candied haws, here you are." Xue Mangmang hesitated for a long time before handing the things to Lu Yanting with a blushing face. Just as she turned around, she turned around and said, "I will come to you again." When I get older , I can go to Flower Valley alone, so I will come.

Xue Mangmang turned around, a strong expression appeared on her immature face.

She said silently in her heart: Yanting... must wait for me to grow up.

Xue Mangmang, she doesn't know, she won't grow up to become a Taoist nun, she can only be a girl for the rest of her life.

After returning to Wanhua, everyone went back to their homes.Lu Yanting brought Duan Fuyi and eating rice to the gate of Samsung Wangyue Community, only to find that in a row of empty shops next to it, there seemed to be a "open" light, lonely and stubborn, like Mingjiao.

Seeing them coming back, the boss walked out of the store—it was Lu Shengmi and Lu Yuduo.They came back the day after the sports meeting. They had already made a bet with the marathon prize money, and began to concentrate on carrying forward the business of grilled fruits.

The days that followed were ordinary, but when Duan Fuyi recalled it many years later, he felt that it was an extremely happy time.

When Duan Fuyi practiced swordsmanship diligently, Lu Yanting would point out a thing or two from time to time, Duan Fuyi was sometimes lazy, as long as Lu Yanting let out a deep laugh, Duan Fuyi immediately picked up the sword and did not dare to relax.

After a long time, Duan Fuyi's youthful temperament could no longer be restrained.He was already in the period of rebellion, and at this time, it was also the time of spring, and Duan Fuyi became more and more restless. Some memories of his childhood escaped in his mind, and he had nightmares from time to time.

Whenever he had a nightmare, when he woke up, Lu Yanting would hold his hand and comfort him softly. In this way, Duan Fuyi wished he could have more nightmares.

Duan Fuyi discovered at this time that he had the super power to make his wishes come true, because the number of nightmares he had really started to become more and more frequent.

However, Lu Yanting was not by his side several times.

This can't be blamed on Lu Yanting, he was discussing with Fang Ge about the Spring Flower Appreciation Party held in the Sea of ​​Flowers in Wanhua Valley. They were all discussing business matters, but when Duan Fuyi saw it, he immediately changed his mind.

Although Duan Fuyi's memory is fragmentary, he always knew that Lu Yanting's attitude towards him as a child was different from what he is now. He always suspected that he had done something wrong. That's why his master stopped laughing at him, and he didn't care that he was caught in a nightmare. It's only when I stopped... that I got so close to singing.

……

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became, the more upset he became, the more anxious he became, the more anxious and depressed he became, and finally he stopped practicing completely, stopped practicing, and stared at the moon obsessively.

Lu Yanting just came back from buying skewers, and a great lightness kung fu fell steadily to the edge of the flowers in the courtyard. Seeing that Fuyi had stopped practicing, he walked up to him and asked him, "What are you thinking?"

Duan Fuyi's lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.

"say."

When Duan Fuyi heard Lu Yanting's tone, he lowered his head aggrievedly: "...Master, did I do something wrong?

"It's not a big mistake to practice unintentionally." Lu Yanting thought for a while and said.

"No... no, I—"

Seeing his intentional expression, Lu Yanting softened his heart a bit, and lightly stroked his shoulder with his fingers.

Duan Fuyi lowered his head, avoiding Lu Yanting's gaze, and said, "Do you...don't like me anymore?"

When Lu Yanting heard this question, he was a little dazed, blinked his eyes, and suddenly wanted to tease him: "Huh? How did you know that?"

"You are so strict with me. You have to practice swords for four hours and paint for one hour every day. I really seldom be lazy. I will be very good...so—" Duan Fuyi said in one breath, The remaining two sentences stuck.

"So what?" Duan Fuyi didn't hear it, and when Lu Yanting said this, he was smiling.

"So... Master, can you, look at me more."

Lu Yanting will never forget the look in Duan Fuyi's eyes when he said these words, what kind of eyes it was, lonely and persevering, full of expectations, filled with starlight and moistened by mist.

Lu Yanting has been a swordsman for many years and has countless relationships. He has never seen any kind of eyes or heard any kind of love words.

Thousands of words, thousands of styles, can't match this moment.

The author has something to say: Taixu Sword Intent, invincible in the world! ! !

☆, 818th floor of 580

For a while, both of them were speechless.

At this time, Duan Fuyi suddenly turned sideways and asked softly: "Master, when can I become the sharp Jianchun?"

Lu Yanting: "Then let me ask you, why did you learn Taixu's sword intent?"

"..." Duan Fuyi was taken aback, yes, why did he want to learn Taixu Sword Intent, obviously he had also received an invitation from the head teacher of Qichun ([-]) class at that time, so...why?

Lu Yanting patted his head: "Show me some more sword moves."

Duan Fuyi drew his sword as he said, and rose against the wind.

He used the three talents he had just learned to transform into life and Jianfei to shock the sky, Lu Yanting pondered for a while, and said solemnly: "It's far from it."

Duan Fuyi immediately lost his temper, but with the help of the moonlight, he inexplicably found the courage to ask: "With whom?"

"One... Carrying Night Talk Egret, old white hair, sword tea set, 99 dead loves, old Chang'an meditates every night at ten o'clock."

"Then... what happened next?"

"Later, he died the [-]th love affair, ah." Lu Yanting's eyes were deep, and Linglong's thoughts were hidden in them.

Duan Fuyi's crystal-like heart was broken again.He couldn't help taking a step back.What does Master mean... let me die a hundred times?

But he hasn't reached the full level yet, so where is the love coming from?

As soon as this idea came to mind, Duan Fuyi's temples began to hurt like a burst. The childhood memory, what happened at Lu Yanting's house, Mao Pangci... played back intermittently in his mind.

As soon as Duan Fuyi closed his eyes, he lost his support, his body became weak, and the moment he was about to fall, someone grabbed his waist.

He thought in the dark, let time stop at this moment. 】

After reading today's post, Duan Fuyi went online with a blank expression.

[You whisper to Yao Xiuluo]: How did you know that Lu Yanting asked me why I wanted to play Jianchun?

Yaoxiuluo was also online and replied after a while.

【Yaoxiuluo whispers to you quietly】: I guess.

[You quietly say to Yaoxiuluo]: Wow, Banxian, why don't you cosplay Brother Yang Bao.

[Yaoxiuluo whispers to you]: I'm thinking about it, but I'm a lolita.

[You whisper to Yaoxiuluo]: Vomit.

Yao Xiuluo sat in front of the computer screen, thinking that Lu Yanting wants to save the country with curves, and kill the flow of memories, you two are involved in the foundation... no, I have already figured out the things about master and apprentice,

Then he saw Duan Fuyi send another secret chat.

[Duan Fuyi whispers to you]: No...why is there no romance before the full level?Before Lao Tzu, there was a master Qixiu, who had already been trained to be bound by my sister Xiu's master!She even said she wanted to make love with me!

[You whisper to Duan Fuyi]: Is it Sister Yaoxiu?

【Duan Fuyi whispers to you】: No four!It's Miss Zhenxiu!

[You whisper to Duan Fuyi]: Have you disappeared from the world?

【Duan Fuyi whispers to you】: Well, how do you know.

Yaoxiuluo sighed, silly boy, Lu Yanting told me all those shitty things when you were young.

He typed while thinking, and read out while typing.

"Because I'm a half-immortal, slightly, slightly, slightly."

Duan Fuyi was puzzled and pouted.

【You whisper to Yaoxiuluo】:...... Do you want to be beaten?

[Yaoxiuluo whispers to you]: If I said I didn't want to, you wouldn't hit me.

[You whisper to Yaoxiuluo]: Dream about your pigskin pigskin daydream.

【Yaoxiuluo whispers to you quietly】: ……………

[You whisper to Yaoxiuluo]: Why do so many people like Lu Yanting's dog competition? ? ?Singing, Xuemangmang or something? ? ?

[Yao Xiuluo whispers to you quietly]: Because I am 818 of the documentary class.

[You whisper to Yaoxiuluo]: Is it also a documentary that the coachman in Yangzhou winks at Lu Yanting? ? ?Be careful that he won't let you ride in his car in the future! ! !No matter, I also want to like me personally, if not, you just wait to be killed by vendetta.

【Yaoxiuluo whispers to you quietly】: Brother!Where can I find someone you like?

[You whisper to Yaoxiuluo]: Make up one.

[Yaoxiuluo whispers to you quietly]: I can't make up people, but can I make up a bunny?

Duan Fuyi narrowed his eyes.

[You whisper to Yaoxiuluo]: Come on, I'll send you a screenshot, I want this kind of sister Xiu, if you don't see sister Xiu appearing in the next update, you should stop messing around in this server.

Yaoxiuluo was at the other end of the network cable, closed her eyes in despair, and said blindly as if death was at home.

[You whisper to Duan Fuyi]: Is this not very good?Wouldn't that be a novel?

[Duan Fuyi whispers to you]: Damn, isn't this called a novel? ? ?I xkjdndjokanajsijsjdjdkdk.

[You whisper to Duan Fuyi]: Scream!Yiyi, why did you go berserk!Do you have any requests for Miss Xiu!

[Duan Fuyi whispers to you]: Pvp, human-headed dog, sharp but not crippled, the kind who only cultivates Bingxin, one sword can break you one by one.

【You quietly said to Duan Fuyi】: You are asking too much.

[Duan Fuyi whispers to you]: Then come someone with long legs and a sticky butt.

Yaoxiuluo seemed to be having a psychological struggle, and finally asked.

[You quietly said to Duan Fuyi]: That should still be the last request.Oh no, isn't she really Miss Yaoxiu? ? ?

[Duan Fuyi whispers to you]: Why do you talk so much? ? ?

[You whisper to Duan Fuyi]: But!But!You haven't reached the full level yet, so you really can't ask for love! ! !

【Duan Fuyi whispers to you】: Say it again.

Yaoxiuluo copied it without even thinking about it.

Then you will see a line of system prompts.

[System] [Duan Fuyi] is no longer your friend.

[System] [Duan Fuyi] has launched a vendetta against you.

[System] Countdown.

【System】5.

【System】4.

【System】3.

【System】2.

【System】1.

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☆、The 818th floor of [-]

[High Energy 818] Lu Yanting, what Duan Fuyi wants to say to you is always only three words.

emmmmm... The landlord who was beaten badly gave you the code words, and I want to say three words to Duan Fuyi - dead gay! ! ! !Okay, let's continue to update.

【Duan Fuyi has been staying in Huagu for a long time. One day, while drinking tea, Lu Yanting asked him to go out to practice alone in a normal tone.

Duan Fuyi was stunned for a moment, and agreed, and went to Qutang Gorge to do the task. Without the company and guidance of his master, he felt a little strenuous and lonely.

When it was late at night and he fell asleep alone, the feeling of loneliness resurfaced.

His mind has been messed up.

He couldn't help but recall that he had felt this way before... when he was a baa wife.

At that time, he had just left Huashan, the first time he traveled far away, and came to a bustling market like Yangzhou. That night, he tossed and turned like this, because he was homesick.

Strange, could it be...he now regards Lu Yanting's room as his...home?

Duan Fuyi's heart sank.

Why...why does he like someone so much? Even if he grows up, even if it's puberty, even if he loses his memory, it can't change this matter.

However, he still doesn't know the other party's intentions.

The most difficult thing in the world is nothing but a single arrow; the most bitter thing in the world is nothing but lovesickness.

The next day, with dark circles under his eyes, Duan Fuyi continued his chivalrous deeds in Qutang Gorge. After helping many people, he was about to rush to Bailongkou to continue his journey.

However, something unexpected happened, and he still couldn't find the way to Bailongkou.

It stands to reason that he is not a road-crazed sheep, so why can't he find his way?Could it be that he met Ghost Net Three?

He stood blankly near Jiangliuji, with a sad look on his face, his back looked so wronged, and his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry.

If only Master were here now...that would be great.

The more Duan Fuyi thought about it, the more wronged he became, and he couldn't help crying while leaning against the pillars in the pavilion.

At this time, a handkerchief exuding an elegant floral fragrance appeared in front of him.

Duan Fuyi raised his head, wondering if it was Master——

At first glance, it was actually a sister Xiu riding Juechen, with a heroic figure and picturesque eyes, she raised her horse's hoof and stopped beside Duan Fuyi.

Sister Xiu's eyebrows and eyes are gentle yet heroic, she is both soft and strong, she really has a goddess face.

She saw the disappointment that could not be concealed in Duan Fuyi's eyes, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Duan Fuyi, her eyes unexpectedly showed a bright spring.

Before Duan Fuyi asked for help, she pursed her lips and spoke with a Yangzhou accent: "Xiao Daoist, why do you stay here?"

Just imagine, everyone, Duan Fuyi, who is not yet at the full level, has never seen such a cool, domineering and domineering president with a natural temperament.And he had always only been closer to the dwarf.Of course, there are reasons for this - he can be a dwarf in thought and a giant in height when he is among the dwarfs.

Duan Fuyi saw that the visitor took the initiative to talk to him, and said shyly: "...I can't find the way to Bailongkou from Qutang Gorge."

"Huh?" Sister Xiu laughed loudly, and then said, "Is it just lost? Then you just saw how disappointed I was, what a naughty little sheep."

Duan Fuyi was stunned by the aura of this beautiful sister. In his impression, only Ye Yunqi would speak in this tone when he was dating a younger sister.

Sister Xiu suddenly said coquettishly: "Little Daoist, what are you doing in a daze, get on the horse."

At this moment, Duan Fuyi seemed to be being manipulated by Pingsha, and followed her on the horse in a daze.

Sister Xiu has a high rank, first she used the president's tone to attract Duan Fuyi's attention, overwhelmed Duan Fuyi's evil spirit in terms of momentum, and then acted tenderly, making Duan Fuyi have to listen to her... ...Goddess show, I admire it!

Duan Fuyi was taller than Sister Xiu, and when the horse galloped all the way, Sister Xiu's hair stuck to his chest, and his face blushed unknowingly.

Sister Xiu took him to the riverside, where the water was rolling and boundless. She rode her horse and looked into the distance for a while, then suddenly turned her head, met Fu Yi's gaze, raised her chin and smiled and said, "Here we are, why are you in a daze again? It's really worrying."

Duan Fuyi lowered his head and jumped off his horse, not daring to continue looking at Sister Xiu.

Sister Xiu recalled the horse: "If I had known you were so stupid, I wouldn't have helped you, but there is no way, why do I like the Taoist priest?"

Sister Xiu walked up to Duan Fuyi and picked his chin: "It's pretty cute."

At that moment, Duan Fuyi's earlobes were as bright red as blood, probably dyed by the colorful clouds in the sky.

Sister Xiu showed a bright smile and turned her back to Duan Fuyi. After a while, an extra bamboo raft appeared out of thin air on the river.

"Come." Sister Xiu said concisely, pulling Duan Fuyi onto the bamboo raft.

On the river, sister Xiu stretched her oars, the Taoist priest sat quietly, and the mountains stretched in the distance. This scene was very harmonious.

Sister Xiu's bamboo raft stopped at the entrance of Bailongkou.

"Go." Sister Xiu waved her hand.

Duan Fuyi couldn't help asking: "—Dare to ask the girl's name?"

"You really want to know?" Sister Xiu blinked at him.

"En." Duan Fuyi nodded.

"Well, now that you know my name, you're mine, and you're willing to do that?" Sister Xiu tilted her head.

"..." Duan Fuyi took a step back with his eyes wide open.

"What are you so nervous about? I mean, do you want to be my apprentice?" Sister Xiu covered her lips and smiled.

Duan Fuyi panicked, bowed his head and said, "Only this matter... I'm sorry, I already have a mentor."

"Oh? It seems that your master is quite possessive. Since you don't want to be a master and apprentice, do you want to have a relationship with me?" Sister Xiu suddenly got close to Duan Fuyi, and when she heard his heartbeat, she couldn't help laughing.

Sister Xiu almost laughed out of tears: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you... I was just kidding, are you so timid, I won't force ♂♂♂ you."

"It's me... I'm disrespectful." Duan Fuyi lowered his head and stammered.

Sister Xiu changed the subject, cleared her throat, and stopped teasing him, and said sternly, "Then you and I just met by chance today, and I just want to tell you that I am Bingxiu, and in this life... I will not repair Yunshang."

Duan Fuyi raised his eyes to look at her, a trace of disappointment flashed in Sister Xiu's eyes, and then she said heartily.

"Where does the rivers and lakes not meet each other, if there is a future, we will see you again."

Sister Xiu withdrew the bamboo raft after saying these words, and Duan Fuyi was soaked in the river water in the blink of an eye.

He looked up, and there was an ice lotus left in the sky above the water, and he couldn't even see the figure.

It was getting late, Duan Fuyi traveled around Bailongkou, and finally couldn't bear to go back to Huagu.

When he returned to Samsung Mochizuki Community, Lu Shengmiie, wearing a hood, jumped out and meowed at him twice: "Are you back so late?"

"I... I went outside to practice."

"Wow, that's the way it is. No wonder Brother Hua hasn't come to our shop these days." Lu Shengmie got her fingers right, she blinked at Duan Fuyi, and said, "Brother Hua taught gymnastics to a younger brother today. Much harsher than usual... seems to be in a bad mood."

When Duan Fuyi heard this, Master was in a bad mood?He hurriedly said goodbye to Lu Shengmi: "Then I have to go home quickly."

He took a few steps forward before realizing what he had just said - home.

As expected...he had fallen deeply into Lu Yanting's tenderness.

Duan Fuyi knocked on the door with complicated emotions. Lu Yanting was writing a scroll. He raised his eyes to look at Duan Fuyi, and he felt relieved a lot. The boredom accumulated in the past few days has been swept away.

However, he still said coldly, "You have moisture on your body."

"...I fell into the river." Duan Fuyi explained.

There was a hint of distress in Lu Yanting's eyes, but because he lowered his head and smoothed the rice paper, Duan Fuyi didn't see this look clearly.

Lu Yanting's voice sounded the same as usual: "You still need to improve your qinggong."

At this time, Duan Fuyi couldn't help but sneezed, his body trembled, and the wool was no longer fluffy.

He suddenly felt very wronged, even more wronged than getting lost today.

Why, in this big river and lake, the sister Xiu who met by chance is so kind to him, but the master who gets along with him day and night is always inexplicably indifferent to him?

Duan Fuyi sniffed, and when tears were about to fall, he said very unnaturally, "I'm going back to my room", and then ran away.

Lu Yanting narrowed his eyes and sighed.

His heart was also very bitter.

Why wouldn't he want to hold Duan Fuyi in his arms, change his clothes with his own hands, or accompany him to practice every day, and stay by his side all the time?

But he never dared to forget the teachings of senior Li Wangsheng, and he also understood how dangerous this world was, and he couldn't keep Duan Fuyi in his arms for the rest of his life.

If in the future, he suffers a little bit of bullying in the battle and has no power to fight back, he will blame himself for his doting before him for the rest of his life.

What's more, senior Li Wangsheng also showed him the composition Duan Fuyi wrote in class when he was young - "My Ideal".

Lu Yanting could imagine how Duan Fuyi used his tiny hands to pinch the pen holder, and carefully and solemnly wrote down: [My ideal is to become famous all over the world in the future, fight swords and become a hero of the generation. 】

He must fulfill this wish of his apprentice brother.

But he didn't know that many years later, if Lu Yanting mentioned this matter to Duan Fuyi, who has become a fetal god, Duan Fuyi would wave his hands in surprise and say, "Wow, do you believe in the ideals in the composition? That At that time, my real ideal was to eat, sleep, eat and talk about love, but I can’t write this. If I write this, I will be cut by the teacher from Changgemen... Ah! Don’t mess around!!! Master Father, I was wrong!!"

Not to mention here.

Tonight, Lu Yanting had no intention of painting, got up and put down his pen, and took out a brand new dress from the closet.

Knocked on Duan Fuyi's door.

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There was no sound in the house.

Duan Fuyi didn't open the door either.

Lu Yanting said outside the door: "Disciple, I'm coming in."

Then he opened the door and found that Duan Fuyi had fallen asleep.

Looking at Duan Fuyi's sleeping face, he thought he must be tired... He squeezed his face a little amusingly.

It turned out to be a little moist to the touch.

Lu Yanting silently put the clothes in front of Duan Fuyi's bed, and pressed a kiss on his forehead.

The sound of eating rice sounded outside the door: "Yiyi! I came to play with you Yiyi!"

Then he opened the door.

Lu Yanting's action was over, so Shi Shiran put his index finger to his lips and made a silent movement: "Shh."

After eating the rice, he quickly shut his mouth and walked outside with Lu Yanting.

Eat rice and asked tentatively: "Brother Lu... I think you have been too strict with Yiyi recently?"

"I have never dared to forget the teachings of Daoist Li Wangsheng." Lu Yanting sighed.

"I always feel that Yiyi is unhappy."

"...According to you, what should I do?"

"You can be stricter about teaching him sword skills, and talk to him more on weekdays... Every time you talk to Senior Sister Fangge, Yiyi looks very sad." Eat Rice pointed to his finger.

"... Well, I have nothing to do with singing."

"What about baaluo? That baaluo named Xue Mangmang?" Eat Rice pressed the question urgently, and he felt that if Duan Fuyi was asking this question, his tone should be almost the same as his.

Lu Yanting explained, and said, "You, you can't swim among the flowers, and your deviation from scriptures doesn't make sense, so you should read 818 less and practice your techniques more."

Eating rice and rubbing his eyes: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh

"Oh, what happened then?"

"On the other side...the communication with us has increased."

Lu Yanting cast an interested look.

Encouraged to eat rice, he repeated sternly: "One piece of milk, Mingjiao comes out to fight Mingjiao."

Lu Yanting: "..."

Almost in the blink of an eye, time passed by their shoulders.It's summer.

Duan Fuyi is still used to the temperature of Huashan. As the temperature rises, his sleep becomes lighter day by day, and he will wake up from his dream when he feels a little uncomfortable. Although the climate of Huagu is humid and connected to the mountains, it is isolated from the heat, but it cannot be isolated from the scorching sun.

In the afternoon, Duan Fuyi ate melons and finally couldn't take it anymore.

Lu Yanting was in the same room with him, and seeing him showing a gloomy expression: "If it's hot, you can take off your coat."

Duan Fuyi blushed and was unwilling to say anything.

Lu Yanting didn't force it, he put his pen down, stood in front of the court alone, and looked at the dazzling sunlight: "Come, follow me to a place."

As he spoke, he took Duan Fuyi's hand.

Duan Fuyi's heart skipped a beat.

When was the last time Lu Yanting held him...he couldn't remember.

Duan Fuyi lost his appetite as soon as summer came, and his whole body became thinner, and his clothes hung on his body, making him look a little loose.

Lu Yanting dragged him into the carriage, stroked the back of his hand and said, "Eat more in the future."

Being touched by Lu Yanting like this, Duan Fuyi felt a special feeling in his heart, like