Sword Qi Hengqiu

There is only the bright moon in the sky and Bu Fanshuang standing in the clouds, as if standing in the middle of the moon.

Ling Rang would like to pass the piano to the people around him, and step on the wind to rise to the same height as him.

Bu Fanshuang turned around with the hole flute, it seemed that she planned to use the most common bamboo flute as a weapon.Naturally, Ling Rangjin couldn't take advantage of him in terms of weapons.

Bu Fanshuang looked at the fake fan that Ling Rangjin was holding, and raised her eyes: "Start?"

"Okay, but can you not talk to poetry?" Ling Rangjin shook off his fan, "It's so embarrassing."

"Let's whisper it so they don't hear it." Bu Fanshuang blinked his left eye at him, "I didn't intend to let them get involved."

He stopped for a while, and suddenly looked Ling Rangjin up and down: "I just wanted to say that it looks better with a change of clothes."

Ling Rang smiled and said nothing.

Back then he wore similar clothes to an appointment, before the two of them had these feelings, and they hadn't even rolled into bed.Before leaving, Bu Fanshuang suddenly turned around and said, "You look better dressed like this."

I asked him why he suddenly changed the clothes of the Xianmeng that hadn't changed all year round. He said it was for one person, and he didn't lie.

It's just that that person wasn't on the boat at the time, but he's right in front of him now.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Bu Fanshuang thought for a while, and recalled the past, and immediately smiled like the guardian who stole some snacks before.

Ling Rangjin gave a long laugh, and took the folding fan in his hand straight to Bu Fanshuang's gate of life. Bu Fanshuang raised his hand and used the flute.

"At what time does Han Xing drink a glass of wine, and Xin Ma listens to the sound of Zhu Jian.

The unnamed broken sword is a coir raincoat, and a thousand gold sable fur is given to relatives and friends.

With tea, cold wine and hot swords at the fingertips, the wind is stronger than the wind.

Drunk and hangover at the foot of Wushan Mountain tonight, pillow stone in the east of Luoyang in the Ming Dynasty.

Wu Shan mistook me for being a passionate son, and sent the goddess into a dream in vain.

Luoyang ranger passed by the city, laughing at me for being down and out and mistaken Fang Cong. "

Bu Fanshuang said the first and second sentences, Ling Rang saw that he didn't follow the rules, so he continued with the third and fourth sentences, everyone said it together, and his subordinates have already passed six rounds of moves.Bu Fanshuang frowned slightly, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Why can you say any sentence a bit sad?"

Ling Rangjin was stunned, and just as he was dazed, Bu Fanshuang's flute came straight to his chin, not looking like fighting but like molesting.

Ling Rangjin: "..."

Can you make some sense?He pushed aside the bamboo flute: "Didn't you want to show me something?"

"You've already had two minds, so don't be half-hearted." Bu Fanshuang wiped Chang Xiao horizontally, "After the fight... you can see it naturally."

His final tone was slightly raised, which made Ling Rangjin's heart move.

"The sound of the fairy song is a dream, and the lonely mountain welcomes the lonely lamp.

Why not be a lone traveler in the world, listening to the lonely bird in the wind of the setting sun. "

When the word Guhong fell, it was still a tie as in the past.Bu Fanshuang evaded Ling Rangjin's last move and gathered up the loose clothes: "If you cut the clothes open for me in public, the people below will go crazy."

"Not at all." Ling Rangjin stopped lightly, "Not many of them like you. Why are you crazy?"

"Is it because I don't like me, because I don't dare." Bu Fanshuang smiled, "But it's not bad, it's better than Ah Jin who has so many rotten peach blossoms that I can't get rid of."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly snapped his fingers, it was already late at night, but the market in the Three Realms was open day and night, and the boats and the shore were even more brightly lit.After Bu Fanshuang finished this action, countless sword intents emanated from his body, and precisely rushed towards the candlelight lantern on the shore of the boat.

In an instant, there was darkness on the lake, only the moonlight shone like water.Everyone present exclaimed in a low voice, but they did not dare to move.

After the lights went out, Bu Fanshuang suddenly pointed the flute at the moon, pouring the magic energy into the bamboo, only to hear the flute make a burst of sound, as if it couldn't bear such a strong magic energy, and the last sound of cracking came on its own. It came from Shuang's hand, and the hole flute fell apart and turned into a little dust.However, a large cloud of dark clouds came from the west and quickly covered the moonlight and starlight.

It was really dark here.Just when Ling Rangjin wanted to light something involuntarily, thousands of Kongming lanterns suddenly appeared on the lake, fluttering upwards, dancing in the wind little by little, looking like a Milky Way from a distance.Immediately there was a small exclamation from the shore, Ling Rangjin looked back, and suddenly a bright moon rose in a forest on the shore, Bu Fanshuang's fingers moved slightly, the bright moon rose slowly with his movements, and was drifting towards them slowly Come.

Taibai said: "I didn't know the moon when I was young, and I called it a white jade plate."

That should be a full moon, full of brilliance hanging in the sky.

Now the bright moon in front of me is in the shape of profit and loss, like a willow leaf, and like a distant mountain eyebrow standing sideways.It is the jade hook of the first month in the eyes of the lover's eyebrows, which has not yet been wound.When the bright moon rose to shoulder level with the two of them, Ling Rangjin suddenly saw a laurel tree in the middle of the moon, and a snow-white rabbit under it, tilting its head to look at them.

This bright moon is also a lamp, exquisite and complex, the white light is not like a candle, but more like the essence of the full moon collected on weekdays, the rare good things are sealed in the lamp by the prodigal demon, so that the lamp It can really be called Guanghan.There is a shelf in front of the lamp, and there is a small osmanthus tree. The osmanthus tree is placed in a pot. I don’t know what is buried in the soil, and it also emits a long and clear light, so although the osmanthus tree is ordinary, it also shines.

Seeing that the distance between Ling Rangjin and Ling Rangjin was getting closer, the rabbit kicked its hind legs and rushed towards the immortal.

Ling Rangjin reached out to take it, and stepped behind Fanshuang and said: "I still remember when we met again, I just pretended to be a white rabbit. At that time, you said that there were no snow rabbits in Kunlun, but now I will give you one."

He paused, then laughed softly: "I asked you what you wanted yesterday, and you said you wanted the moon. Look, I picked the moon for you."

Ling Rangjin lowered his eyes, his mind was tumbling, and some words almost burst out of his throat.He used to be hot-blooded, fighting for righteousness in the world.There was also no sadness or joy, and he was impartial in managing the Xianmeng.He is gentle and courteous, and is appreciated by people all over the world.Some loved him, some hated him, some respected him and some feared him.

However, for the first time, someone went to great lengths just to make him happy.

Only Bu Fanshuang can ignore everything, because he said with a joke that he really picked the moon for him.

He is used to protecting others, meeting the demands of those around him, and pampering his friends and relatives.Bu Fanshuang was the complete opposite, she didn't take anyone seriously, but she was willing to coax him, protect him, and pamper him wholeheartedly.

He even felt that he couldn't bear the moonlight.

This is the moon Bu Fanshuang plucked for him, and the Milky Way drawn for him.

Bu Fanshuang said in a loud voice: "Forbidden martial arts in the Three Realms Market, Immortal Venerable made an exception for me once, this is a thank you gift."

Then he lazily smiled and said: "Gushan has set up a stall for a whole day, but nothing has been sold. But it's okay, I have a lot of money and stuff in Gushan. If you don't come to buy, I want to give you something instead. Please You also take a look at the bright moon on my lonely mountain."

Everyone watching: "..."

Although this is good, why does it sound so beating?

But no matter how much Bu Fanshuang needed a beating, they couldn't beat him, so they could only watch the Mozun walk away.Ling Rangjin took a deep breath, slowly fell down, and nodded to Lian Gu: "The Lord of Gushan came to Suyin Mountain in person, even though it is the period of the Three Realms Fair, but we can't neglect it. I will take my farewell first."

Liangu opened his mouth, and finally gave a slumped smile: "Don't dare to delay the immortal master's business, tonight... Lian has opened his eyes."

Ling Rangjin stepped on the water and walked towards the woods where the moon was rising.In the woods, Qingqing and Zhuang Mo were flirting with Feng Qiongye. Seeing Ling Rangjin approaching, Qingqing and Zhuang Mo immediately stood up straight: "Hi, ma'am!"

Feng Qiongye squatted on the ground thinking: "Can I directly call the Second Master Shizun and Master Shizun from now on?"

Ling Rangjin knocked on Feng Qiongye's head dumbfounded, and handed the white rabbit in his arms to him: "Help me take it for a while, I have something to do."

Then he looked at Qingqing and Zhuang Mo. As an old fox, Zhuang Mo immediately pointed back: "Gushan has booked the best inn in the city, Tianzi No. [-] room. The inn has been cleared. Our people Put lights outside to watch the lights, and make sure that the entire inn is just you two."

Ling Rangjin: "...Thank you."

Intimate is a bit too much.

He hurried to the inn, only to realize that Zhuang Mo's words were too subtle when he got close.

How could he have cleared the inn? The street where the guest station is located is already deserted.It was in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the street next door he had just walked through.

Ling Rangjin took a deep breath, stepped into the inn, and found Bu Fanshuang's room.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Bu Fanshuang was sitting on a chair under the window. When he heard him push the door open, she turned her head and looked over: "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Ling Rangjin closed the door and walked forward slowly, "It's just that you gave me the moon, what do you want to do?"

Bu Fanshuang smiled, got up and walked towards Ling Rangjin, the two stopped at the same time, looking at each other, Bu Fanshuang stretched out his hand, and gently embraced Ling Rangjin.

"No problem," he said.

"I have an old friend like the sky and the moon, and I will meet you when I embrace the clear light."

Ling Rangjin closed his eyes in his arms, leaned his head against Bu Fanshuang's ear, and asked in disbelief, "What do you mean I can get what I want?"

Bu Fanshuang's arms tightened, and he laughed as usual: "That's what you think."

Ling Rangjin's hand suddenly grabbed the cloth on his back and clenched it tightly.It was as if if Bu Fanshuang made a wrong sentence, he would let his blood splatter on the spot.

Bu Fanshuang could feel it naturally, but the more Ling Rangjin showed signs of going crazy like him, the better his mood.Since he was in such a good mood, he told the truth: "I think what Lian said makes sense, who can refuse Ling Rangjin?"

He turned his head and kissed Ling Rangjin's long hair lightly: "Ah Jin, I take back what I said. We love each other, so we naturally want to be together. And it will be for a long time, and we will love each other forever."

When Ling Rangjin heard the words that had settled the dust, his confusion was swept away.

He felt the demons in his heart howling, and with Bu Fanshuang's words, his demonic aura finally dissipated completely.The shackles that bound him were broken by those who forged him.

The lovesickness of thousands of days and months can finally be openly exposed to the sun.

There used to be an illusion of mountains and seas in his heart, but now the geese are returning from the sky, and the clouds are filling the sky, like peach blossoms drunk on the clouds.

He looked at his sweetheart, but felt that neither the clouds in the sky nor the peach blossoms around him were as good as the young man in front of him.

He just so confidently prefers this.

The person he was looking for was already by his side, so what reason would he have to hesitate?Worrying about gains and losses?

Ling Rangjin pushed Bu Fanshuang away, grabbed his skirt, lowered his eyes and kissed him.The author has something to say: the next chapter will start to abuse, but it's only temporary!

感谢在2020-11-2017:02:10~2020-11-2115:33:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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