Yangzhou speech

The visitor looked straight over, staring at Su Lanshan:

"Ah Lan, Izumo Pavilion is going to Loukong, are you in a hurry, or do you really don't want to see me again."

Su Lanshan said without hesitation:

"Of course I don't want to see you again."

Fuyun moved extremely quickly, and in a blink of an eye, he was beside Su Lanshan, tightly clutching the man's neckline:

"A-Lan, you purposely hid your evil aura and stayed here for so long to hide from me, or because you liked others."

Su Lanshan raised her eyes casually:

"So what if it is, so what if it's not. Fuyun, when will it be your turn to ask about my affairs?"

Fu Yun clenched his hands even tighter, as if suppressing his anger:

"What if I am the demon king."

Su Lanshan chuckled lightly, met Shang Fuyun's eyes, and said calmly:

"So what if it's the demon king. I'm also trying to see who can stop what I want to do."

Fuyun's other hand, since just now, has been supporting the stone pillar, wrapping Su Lanshan in his arms. Every time Su Lanshan utters a word, the carved stone pillar beside him falls apart little by little in Fuyun's hands.

Fuyun embedded his hand into the stone pillar, but without realizing it, he let go of Su Lanshan's collar, and stretched out his hand to caress Su Lanshan's cheek:

"Alan, you are right in front of my eyes, why do I feel that you and I have never been so distant like today."

Su Lanshan sighed, pulled a curtain, and bound Fuyun's hands:

"Fuyun, I should ask you this."

The young man's eyes were perplexed, as if there was a faint glint of water:

"Alan, why not."

Su Lanshan looked at the boy, and replied very seriously:

"Fuyun, everything depends on chance. I don't care about it. You asked me before, do you remember what I said?"

The boy lowered his head, nestled in Su Lanshan's arms, and responded in a muffled voice:

"Remember, you have an inscrutable look on your face, and you told me that there is a saying in Buddhism that if you raise a fire to burn the sky, the fire will extinguish itself. Let me not have delusions, and the important thing is to practice hard."

The young man sighed, and embraced the accommodation:

"But I was thinking at the time, if you knew that the person I was thinking of was you, wouldn't it be possible that what you said to me at this moment is that life and death are at the same acupoint, and promise me a sweet dream."

Su Lanshan wanted to push her away from her arms, but the young man hugged her tightly, like a drowning man, clutching the last straw in his hands.

How can I get away with it.

Without further ado, Su Lanshan put her hand on Fuyun's shoulder and smiled:

"Fuyun."

The boy couldn't help but startled.

In my memory, when the man smiled at me like this, it seemed that it was many years ago.

The young man brushed the man's cheek with his hand, and the man no longer refused, allowing himself to brush it from the corners of his brows and eyes to his lips inch by inch.

Fuyun's fingers stopped, and he couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

He was used to hearing A-Lan's pretentious preaching, obviously not much older than himself, but he was born to be a teacher, and he failed to use threats and lures, and sweet words to coax him, so he forced himself to kowtow obediently, so that he could be called Master.

That person said, I am now your master, so I naturally take care of you, so you follow me, be filial to your teacher, and I will naturally take care of you.

The man laughed so that the branches trembled, and said that being a teacher to you is like a father, a brother, a teacher, a teacher.Just relax, what's the matter, the sky is falling, and I'm still there

In Fuyun's heart, he never had such a master.

At the first glance, you will feel the joy of your life.

How do you want me to treat you like a father like a brother, respect you like a teacher like a teacher.

I don't know when it started, looking at a bright red, preaching endlessly, opening and closing, always flying into the sky.

Here, what is it like?

Fu Yun was stunned, and approached inch by inch, seeing the long-cherished wish of a hundred years, once it was fulfilled, for a while, he trembled slightly.

Suddenly the boy stood stiffly on the spot, unable to move for a moment.