small rivers and lakes

Watching Anji lead the people disappear into the snow curtain, Long Yunteng picked up his elder sister and walked towards the carriage step by step. Mr. Wei stepped forward to meet him quickly, stretched out a large oil umbrella, and propped it on top of Long Yunteng's head.

Putting Mrs. Long's body into the carriage, Long Yunteng looked down at her, the ferocity of his life had faded away, his cheeks were thin and pale, exuding a frightening sternness, like a dead snow peak.

Long Yunteng raised his hand, his fingertips were suspended in the air, trembling for a while, and then slowly fell down.

The eyebrows are still moon-edge eyebrows, the crescent moon is pointed, but the brow bone is raised high. Long Yunteng recalled that when he was young, his sister had not yet left the cabinet, and a Yunyou female crown once said that she would lose her life if she lost her brow bone, and everyone turned pale. Elder sister just drove the female crown out of the city, laughed it off, and didn't take it to heart.

"If I followed that female crown back then to go home to cultivate immortals, wouldn't it have ended in such a tragic end?" Long Yunteng murmured, and after a while, he smiled bitterly again, "But that's not you. "

Even though she married thousands of miles away according to her father's order, she, Long Ling, rode a fierce horse in this life, sailed a thousand sails, and she was always handsome. , what is more difficult to control than Qianfan is emotion.

Slowly brushing the messy hair on her face with fingertips, Long Yunteng let out a painful breath, raised his head, stared blankly at the snow-covered mountains and forests ahead, and put a cold hand on his shoulder silently superior.

Long Yunteng's back stiffened, but he didn't look back, he just said calmly: "Now that you have been proved innocent and your vengeance has been avenged, I have nothing left for you to use."

"Son talks to dad like this, I really deserve a spanking," Su Yuhen's fingers crawled along his shoulders to his neck, his fingertips were stained with blood, bringing a strong smell of blood, he squeezed his chin, forcing him Turning his head, "Are you dead, sister?"

Long Yunteng said coldly: "What are you going to do?"

"My dear one has also died," Su Yuhen said with a grin. "Maybe it will be sad for a few days, but it will pass soon, and I won't even have one more dream."

Long Yunteng turned around and looked at his beautiful eyebrows and eyes. There was only a bright smile in him, but no trace of sadness. Suddenly, a huge tyranny rose from the bottom of his heart, and he shot him suddenly, throwing him on the carriage , The big hand clasped his throat severely.

Su Yuhen leaned against the wall of the car comfortably: "Son, you have a bad temper."

"How can you be so indifferent?" Long Yunteng growled, "Are you really heartless?"

"Heart?" Su Yuhen curled up a lock of hair with his fingers, and bit it lightly between his teeth, raised his long eyebrows, and smiled with a wink, "What is that?"

Long Yunteng felt that there was a giant hand that crushed all his internal organs. After the huge pain, there was an indescribable emptiness. He looked at Su Yuhen's smiling face blankly, and suddenly felt that his beauty was like a poisonous poison Poisonous, sweet and charming, but seeing blood seal her throat.

He couldn't help letting go of his hand, and murmured: "Yes, what is the heart? My martial arts have reached the peak, and my whole body is like copper skin and iron bones. Why does my heart... still hurt?"

"Maybe it's because you enjoy too many blessings but suffer too little," Su Yu said leisurely, looking at his face with a smile, and suddenly said, "Ameng is your nephew?"

Long Yunteng knew that he must have sneaked into Shushizhuang hidden among the visitors before, and knowing Su Mengxing's life experience, he nodded: "Yes."

"No wonder you resemble him so much." Su Yuhen raised her hand to touch his resolute cheek.

His fingers were as cold as ice, Long Yunteng raised his hand to cover his fingers, his palm was almost frozen.

Su Yuhen murmured a dreamlike laugh in his ear: "If my family, Mengruo, grows up, she should also have such red phoenix eyes, crouching silkworm eyebrows, pursed lips, and a serious smile..."

Long Yunteng frowned.

Su Yuhen said with a light smile, "I miss him..."

Long Yunteng's eyes were deep, he took off his cloak, and wrapped him up. Su Yuhen's bloodless cheeks were surrounded by soft velvet. In the gray world, one side was thick black, and the other side was sickly white. Only the birthmark on his forehead is the only color.

"No matter what you take me for," Long Yunteng gripped his cold fingers, "I want you, I always want you."

Su Yuhen looked at him blankly as if he didn't understand.

Long Yunteng hugged him together with his cloak, strode towards his mount, raised his head, looked at the wind and snow covering the sky in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me back to Haitianliancheng."

Su Yuhen held the sable fur with his fingers, greedy for the remaining body temperature, and murmured: "I still have something to do."

"I do it for you."

"I still haven't killed someone."

"I will kill for you."

"I don't like you."

"I know."

Su Yuhen was startled, and opened his mouth in a daze, only to find that the other party had already thought everything through clearly, and seemed to be in an invincible position.

Being put on the horse's back, Su Yuhen looked down at him, and suddenly said: "I will not be nice to you."

There was a slight smile on Long Yunteng's stern face, and it was fleeting. He turned on the horse, wrapped his arms around his chest, pulled the rein, and pinched his legs, urging the horse to spread its hooves and gallop towards the snow in front of him. The raging canyon.

Su Yuhen was wrapped in the warm sable fur, the new wind whizzed past his ears, and a deep voice came from the hunting wind: "Beside me, there is nothing else I want."

It was already evening when they crossed the canyon, and they drove forward for more than forty miles, catching up with Le Wuyou and the others. The wind and snow gradually stopped, and everyone found a shelter from the wind. Chang Zixuan sat facing each other, and Yungong healed his wounds.

Long Yunteng took a piece of roasted rabbit leg from Le Wuyou, without eating it himself, and handed it to Su Yuhen.

"I am a vegetarian." Su Yuhen turned his head away, reached out to pick up the flagon, and took two sips with his face up, the strong smell of alcohol wafted away.

Long Yunteng frowned, tore off the rabbit meat and put it in his mouth, suddenly his expression froze, and he glanced at Le Wuyou expressionlessly, doubting the truth of Su Yu's hatred of being a vegetarian.

Le Wuyou roasted the hare happily, and stared at it: "Look what I am doing? A hare only has two hind legs, and I will share one with you. What kind of friendship is this?"

"Do you have any salt?" Long Yunteng asked.

"There's more than just salt!" Le Wuyou said proudly, winking at Jiubao.

So Long Yunteng watched in surprise as he took out salt, star anise, Chinese prickly ash, cinnamon, fennel...

Zhong Yi threw a few dead branches into the fire, fiddled with the flames with a fire stick, and said with a smile: "Since we want to kill Ding Gange, how can we not have a perfect plan? The Xiongguan Pass outside Shushizhuang is steep, deep valleys and cliffs, and it will take ten days It's hard to find them for half a month, and when the Tianxia League sent troops to search the mountains, we had already crossed the deep mountains and headed to the pass, but in this midwinter season, we had to hunt some hares and pheasants to satisfy our hunger, if there was no salt, Wouldn't it be a disappointment?"

Long Yunteng nodded, chewing the rabbit meat silently, thinking that even if there was salt, there was no need to use it so generously, spoiling wild rabbits was a small matter, but killing people was a big matter.

The air was filled with smoke from jujube sticks burning. Zhong Yi was holding a wooden stick and wearing another hare. While roasting, he smeared seasonings on it. It was crispy, shining brightly in the dark night, and the unique aroma of rabbit meat gradually wafted out.

Le Wuyou stuffed the whole hare into Long Yunteng's hand, and leaned against Zhong Yi silently.

Zhong Yi glanced at him with a smile, put the roasted hare on a temporary wooden rack to cool, picked up the Zhihuang sword and opened the rabbit's belly, and immediately the rich aroma burst out.

The deliciousness of rabbit meat is mixed with the fragrance of chestnuts and a hint of sweetness of jujube branches, which is very attractive in this cold and snowy night.Zhong Yi took out more than a dozen mountain chestnuts from the rabbit's belly, handed them to Le Wuyou, cut off a hind leg, and handed them over together, saying: "Leave these to Aunt Le."

"Yeah." Le Wuyou bit the mountain chestnut, looked at the two people who were healing their injuries not far away, his eyes shone brighter than the stars.

Zhong Yi looked at him tenderly, with a smile on his lips, and waited until Le Wuyou finally looked away, turned his head to look back, and then smiled softly: "I was so greedy just now, why are you not in a hurry to eat now? I worked so hard to bake it, if you don’t eat it, then I will give this rabbit leg to Jiubao, and you can eat the deadly one you baked yourself.”

"Who said I wouldn't eat it?" Le Wuyou smiled, reaching out to catch the rabbit leg in his hand.

Zhong Yi became playful, and lifted up the rabbit's leg quickly, Le Wuyou grabbed the empty space suddenly, laughed loudly, lightly tapped his two fingers, and a strong wind blew out, Zhong Yi's wrist trembled extremely quickly , as if shivering, but lightly flashed by the strong wind, Le Wuyou saw that the blow missed, and immediately changed his moves, fingering like lightning, and pointed at his wrist, unexpectedly Zhongyi's wrist was soft and boneless, and hit the target In an instant, like spring water, Le Wuyou quietly swayed away, and Le Wuyou turned his fingers into palms, attached to his arm like a spirit snake, winding upwards, Zhong Yi was slightly lucky, and was about to shake him away.

Suddenly, a wave of warmth came to his face, Le Wuyou's soft lips had already pressed against his, the tip of his tongue slipped into his mouth, Zhong Yi was startled, immediately entangled his tongue and kissed back.

Unexpectedly, Le Wuyou had bad intentions, flicked his second finger on the numb point on his arm, Zhong Yi suddenly half of his arm collapsed, Le Wuyou smiled maliciously, and stretched out his hand to catch the falling rabbit leg.

A bony hand came obliquely, grabbed the rabbit's leg lightly, and left.

Le Wuyou cried out anxiously, Zhong Yi turned her head and saw Su Yuhen snatched the rabbit's leg expressionlessly and threw it to Long Yunteng.

"It's such a trick that the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, hahaha..." There was a burst of laughter not far away.

The anger on Le Wuyou's face was wiped away, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Mom! Are you alright?"

"It's almost there." Le Qishu helped Chang Zixuan to lie down, got up and walked back to the campfire, sat down cross-legged, stretched out his hands to warm the fire, and looked at Le Wuyou with a smile, "Your boy has grown up. "

"Hmm." Le Wuyou smiled.

"They will all be close to the little boy."

Le Wuyou's smile froze on his face, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his brows and eyes, he paused, and retorted: "So what, how did Ah Jue treat me, didn't you notice it?"

"No."

"...The old man has bad eyesight."

"Hey!" Le Qishu stretched out her hand.

Le Wuyou leaned back, trying to dodge it, but Le Qishu made a new move, piercing his eyes with two fingers, Le Wuyou rolled into Zhong Yi's arms without thinking He arched his body and shouted: "He has no conscience, he killed his parents and children!"

Le Qishu burst out laughing, turned her fingers into palms, and slapped him on the buttocks with a high-five, and scolded with a smile: "Little beast!"

Zhong Yi hugged Le Wuyou's waist, and smiled at Le Qishu: "Ayou misses Aunt very much in the past, but now that she also escaped in a catastrophe, the surprise in my heart is beyond words. Seeing him as happy as today."

Le Qishu nodded with a smile, looked at him with a smile for a long while, then turned his eyes to look at Zhong Yi, there was a complicated light in the old eyes, half a smile but not a smile, noncommittal.

Even though the two had been together day and night, under such scrutiny, Zhong Yi couldn't help breathing short of breath.

Feeling the tightening of the fingers around her waist, Le Wuyou raised her head in a daze, and saw Zhong Yi's lips were smiling, but the smile was one-third worried and seven-point nervous, and asked in a murmur, "You..."

"You're fine." Le Qishu said.

Zhong Yi loosened his fingers and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Le Qishu said, "Thank you."

Zhong Yi knew that she was referring to her unwavering commitment to Le Wuyou's journey, so she smiled, grasped Le Wuyou's fingers, interlocked her fingers, looked at Le Qishu, and said softly, "It's all my own will."

The wind and snow had stopped, a round of blurred moon came out of the clouds, the white snow reflected the mountains and forests like daytime, the night sky was as cool as washing, a few wisps of clouds drifted away with the wind, the mountains and forests were silent, only here occasionally The crackle of dead branches burning.

Everyone sat around the campfire eating rabbit meat and dry food. Le Qishu tore off a strand of rabbit meat and put it in his mouth. Feeling the ultimate deliciousness bursting in his mouth, he couldn't help being more satisfied. Rou's Le Wuyou laughed unknowingly, thinking that this kid is as lucky as his hapless father.

Long Yunteng sat up straight: "Auntie, when the tragedy happened, the apprentice was in retreat. After I left the retreat, I rushed to Tianque Mountain, only to see the ground was devastated. Afterwards, I asked many times and learned that the tragedy of that night was horrifying. Auntie How did you escape?"

Le Qishu's chewing speed slowed down, and she chewed the rabbit meat dumbly. After a long time, she swallowed the rabbit meat, and said in an old voice: "That night, the fierce battle continued until the early morning. Almost dead and wounded, we retreated into the hidden sword pavilion, Jingchen blocked the door with his body, and fought for a moment of respite, I found a female corpse and roughly disguised it as mine, the door was broken, and countless disciples of the Tianxia League poured in When he came in, Jing Chen was almost cut into pieces..."

"Stop talking." Le Wuyou interrupted her, obviously her voice was so calm that she seemed to be talking about other family's affairs, but it made people hear a bone-chilling chill oozing out of the bones.

"Why don't you say it?" Le Qishu chuckled, "I probably thought about it too many times in my dreams, and I won't be sad anymore. I just feel that the despair that the situation is not as good as human beings will last forever."

Everyone looked at her in silence.

Le Qishu said softly: "I mobilized my whole life's skills, used the Xuezhaoyunguangjue, beheaded more than a dozen people, and while the rest were dazzled, I put on a robe of the Tianxiameng, disguised as The wounded disciples of the Tianxia League sought an opportunity to escape down Tianque Mountain."

"Then who saved you?" Le Wuyou asked.

"No one rescued me. I hid in the cave for a few days, and with the last of my strength, I escaped to the shore of the East China Sea and joined Granny Hairpin."

Zhong Yi blinked her eyes: "There really is Granny Hairpin..."

"My mother-in-law is my uncle in terms of seniority. She has long since escaped from the world and ignored world affairs. I passed out after entering her sea-viewing environment, and it was ten years later when I woke up again."

"what?"

Le Qishu looked at her old hands: "That move of Xuezhaoyunguangjue used my whole life's skills. If I didn't pass out, I must have died of damage to my heart. In ten years, Grandma Zanhua used her own skills The gong power healed my wounds, and it was only then that I protected my heart."

Le Wuyou pursed his lips tightly, raised his head, starlight flickered in the corners of his sad eyes, Zhong Yi put his arms around his shoulders, and said in a low voice: "It's all over, isn't it, you fell down the cliff that day, it was so miserable, it's not the same now Are you alive? Ayou, there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome."

"Yeah." Le Wuyou nodded, tears rolled down.

Zhong Yi wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, looked at the red marks at the corners of his eyes distressedly, and thought that if it wasn't for the public watching, she really wanted to kiss his tears away bit by bit.

Le Qishu stroked Le Wuyou's hair: "What about you? How did you survive? I have inquired, but never heard of you. I thought you were dead."

"After I fell off the cliff, it happened that the old man of Qinggu wandered to Tianque Mountain and rescued me back to Qinggu. The old man said that my injuries were not recovered, and he was not allowed to take a step out of Qinggu until a few months ago."

But Zhong Yi suddenly became tense, with a calm expression on his face, he grabbed his palm in his hand, facing each other, distributed a little internal force into his body, and began to carefully inspect inch by inch.

Le Wuyou felt his small movements, and smiled slightly: "You and I have been together for so long, but if there is still a trace of injury, how can you not notice it?"

"...That's right." Zhong Yi smiled wryly, but still refused to let go, and said softly, "Be careful sailing for ten thousand years."

Le Qishu glanced at the two of them, and snorted: "If you care about it, you will be in chaos."

"Mother," Le Wuyou licked her dry lips apprehensively, and said hesitantly, "I...don't you object to the matter between me and Ah Jue?"

Le Qishu squinted: "What's the matter with him?"

"That..." Le Wuyou felt inexplicably timid.

Zhong Yi raised her eyes to look at him, with a smile on her lips, looking tenderly into his eyes.

Su Yuhen snorted coldly: "Hesitating is very disappointing, I will tell you for you, A Shu, your son has an affair with him, I am afraid that you will beat the mandarin duck, so I dare not speak out."

Le Qishu let out a loud laugh, reached out to pinch Le Wuyou's cheek, and said with a smile: "Boy, if one day he betrays you, even if mother has already been buried in the ground, she will crawl out and crush him to ashes. "

"Ah..." Zhong Yi shivered, his whole body became stiff.

Le Wuyou laughed dryly twice: "He...he will not let me down..."

"Be careful when sailing for thousands of years, don't you, Ah Jue?" Le Qishu looked at Zhong Yi with a smile.

Zhong Yi wished he could go back to just now and strangle himself to death who said those words. However, if someone in this world said that he would kill all the people in the world, he might not be able to do so.

Then he smiled casually: "Please rest assured, Aunt Le."

"I am very relieved of your behavior," Le Qishu looked at her son and urged, "You also need to remember."

Le Wuyou pursed her lips, raised her hand, raised Zhong Yi's chin, squinted into his eyes, and asked with a sinister smile, "Do you think I will betray you?"

"No! Absolutely not! Even if the sky crumbles and the sea dries up, you, Le Wuyou, will never let me down, Zhong Lijue!" Zhong Yi said loudly.

Le Wuyou smiled with satisfaction.

Zhong Yi was sweating profusely, thinking: I should swear when I say I will live up to him, but why should I swear when he says he will live up to me?

It was already late at night, and everyone arranged the order to watch the night in turn. The first shift was guarded by Zhong Yi, and the rest of them found a suitable place in the cave and lay down to sleep.

"Mother," Le Wuyou said, "Here are all our own people, you should take the disguise away, you will always be bored wearing a human skin mask."

"It's okay."

Le Wuyou was already lying down, but she was startled when she heard the words, and suddenly sat up, staring at Le Qishu's back, and saw that she was leaning against the stone wall and meditating, her hands exposed outside the sleeves were old and wrinkled, like withered Firewood is average.

Feeling his gaze, Le Qishu opened her eyes and looked at him calmly: "What?"

Le Wuyou slapped the ground with his palm, jumped out, and slapped her with his palm.

The palm wind whistled, and everyone sat up straight, looking warily at the two people who were fighting fiercely.

Both of them have the same martial arts routines, but Le Qishu's colorful clothes are fluttering, and her fists and feet are even more fierce, while Le Wuyou's internal energy is surging, as vast and boundless as a tide.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Yi raised his left hand, and the folding fan flew out, hitting Le Qishu, leaping forward, flying to Le Wuyou's side, waving his palm to block his attack.

Le Qishu slapped the fan back with a palm, but she also put away her moves and stopped attacking.

Standing between the two, Zhong Yi looked at Le Wuyou suspiciously, and suddenly his heart trembled, and he saw that Le Wuyou's eyes were filled with tears, glistening with water, like a sea of ​​light under the reflection of the jumping flames.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Yi asked Le Qishu, "Auntie, why did Ayou suddenly attack you?"

"It was this kid who attacked me, and I didn't attack him. You ask me why?" Le Qishu choked back angrily.

Le Wuyou stared at her face: "Why don't you take off your disguise?"

Le Qishu was in a bad mood, and snorted coldly: "Maybe it's because I'm not your wife?"

"But your demeanor and demeanor are completely similar to my mother." Le Wuyou thought about this possibility seriously, and finally came to a conclusion, "You are my mother...but why don't you dare to take off your disguise?"

"Is this the way you talk to your mother? Stand on your head in the corner for five hours."

Le Wuyou raised her voice: "Why don't you dare?"

He broke free from Zhong Yi's arms suddenly, threw himself in front of Le Qishu, raised his hand to touch her cheek, and touched the old skin behind the ear inch by inch with his fingertips, his expression gradually becoming frightened: "This is impossible... no , this is absolutely impossible..."

"There is nothing impossible in the world," Zhong Yi said in a deep voice, "All options have been ruled out, and the remaining one, no matter how incredible it is, will be the final truth."

"No!" Le Wuyou gasped in pain, "How could this be the truth? My mother is only 45 years old, how could..."

"Why not?" Le Qishu touched her face like a dead branch, and smiled wryly, "As long as the injury is serious enough, I can grow old like this at any age."