Tibetan thoughts

Beep--

The wick cracked and formed a lamp flower.

Ling Qing sat at the table propping his head on his hands and fell asleep. When the lights exploded, he nodded his head and woke up.

The candlelight in the room was dim, and the drums sounded outside, "Knock Knock, Knock Knock", it was already the fourth watch.Ling Qing looked around, the food on the table didn't move at all, and when he heard the slight sound of water coming from behind the screen, he got up and walked over.

Yan Yunlie suffered quite a lot of internal injuries, and he is practicing kung fu to heal his injuries.Ling Qing walked behind the screen, and saw Yan Yunlie still sitting in the bathtub calmly.To Ling Qing's surprise, the water more than two hours ago is still steaming and steaming in this kind of weather where dripping water turns into ice.

In fact, in Ling Qing's impression, he has always felt that the martial arts taught by Tianjue are very weird.

There are traces of moves in the martial arts sects of decent origin, and even the inner strength, mentality, swordsmanship and sword moves between the sects are closely related, mutual generation and mutual restraint.

However, the martial arts of Tianjue Sect seem to exist outside of this relationship. For example, Yan Yunlie's usual Tianjue Sword, although it has "sword" in its name, it is actually palm strength and palm wind. Those Gus, "Guiding", "Tracking", and "Fu Lan" can all serve as subordinates, as well as the dementor that failed on him, as well as the fact that Yan Yunlie dealt with those killers on Hanchi Mountain before. The trick I used.

Ling Qing once heard that a person with high martial arts and internal strength can use anything within his reach as his weapon, such as the melody he plays.

But before that, he only thought that the melody can disturb a person's mind, distract the people in the exercise, cause the internal breath to be disordered or even go crazy, but the situation like Yan Yunlie's use of the melody to solve the opponent all at once can only be said to be terrifying up.

If you want to kill someone, you only need one piece of music...

But Yan Yunlie also said that if it wasn't for the critical situation at the time, and he only wanted to protect Ling Qing and the child in his stomach, he would not use this method, after all, he also suffered internal injuries because of it.

Hearing what he said, Ling Qing felt warm in her heart.

In fact, it is not impossible for him to face such a situation, not to mention that when he was pregnant with the child, he helped Ruan Suxue fly over the walls and break through the city gate, but he could feel that Yan Yunlie was really worried about him, so that in that situation, he would He took risks regardless of his own safety...

Yan Yunlie, who was sitting in the bathtub meditating, closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and his hair was damp with moisture, hanging down in strands.In the hot air, the man's lines are handsome, with thick eyebrows like a knife, straight nose bridge, slightly pursed lips, tiny water droplets rolling down his cheeks.

With her hands behind her back, Ling Qing lowered her waist and approached him, sized him up curiously, and waved a hand in front of him.

Although Yan Yunlie was calmly concentrating and concentrating on recuperating his internal injuries, he still had a sense of the aura fluctuations in the outside world.

He heard Ling Qing's footsteps walking around the screen, felt that he stood there for a while, and then slowly approached, his breath was almost on his face, as if there were still a few strands of hair in front of his nose It passed by, scratched, and after a while, I heard the rustling sound of undressing.

Not knowing what Ling Qing was doing, Yan Yunlie passed his zhenqi through the unobstructed meridians, returned to Yuan, then opened his eyes, and when the fog in front of him cleared up, he saw a picture that almost caused him to squirt nosebleeds. The picture: Ling Qing is taking off his middle coat with his back to him, her black hair is scattered on her fair back, her waistline is narrowed, and her buttocks are plump and upright below.

Yan Yunlie swallowed hard unconsciously, but the next moment Ling Qing turned around, walked carelessly to the tub and squeezed in.

There are still meridians not connected, but the blood in the body is boiling uncontrollably, Yan Yunlie can't help thinking, Ling Qing is going to use this method...to murder her husband?

The bathtub in the inn is not like the bathtub behind the Tianjue Mountain's Jingfeng and Drizzle Building. The two men staying in it seem somewhat narrow and cramped.

Yan Yunlie was sticking to the wall of the tub, being careful not to let his brother under his crotch react, even if he reacted, Ling Qing would not be able to find out, but what he didn't expect was that Ling Qing stuck to him instead, and said seriously, "Let me know the vest method."

"Heart, heart method?" Yan Yunlie felt that he was finally dizzy from the heat, and when he heard the word "heart method", what immediately popped up in his mind was the picture of the eighteen styles of Longyang in the erotic picture.

Shaking his head, he said straightly, "What kind of thinking?"

Ling Qing stretched out his hand to shake the hair hanging from his sideburns back, and when he heard Yan Yunlie's question, he showed an impatient expression, "Of course it's the mentality of you Tianjue to teach double cultivation? Do you want me to bring an internally injured People on the road?"

For a moment, Yan Yunlie only felt that his soul had been separated from his body before returning to its original position.

"You, you want double cultivation?"

He was glared at by Ling Qing, but it was obvious that he saw a blush on Ling Qing's cheeks, whether it was steamed by the heat or because of embarrassment, then he didn't know.

Yan Yunlie took a deep breath, hugged him with a light smile, leaned his face against his lips, bit his lips twice, and after receiving Ling Qing's response, he stuck his tongue in and aroused his lips. Soft, deeply entangled.

His Ling Qing is really cute...

They couldn't get enough of the sweetness in his mouth, they separated slightly for a moment to breathe, and then sealed it again, greedily absorbing it.

Ling Qing was so endlessly asked for kisses by him, she responded eagerly at first, but after a few times, she found that the other party had no intention of cheating, it was more like fulfilling her own desires, and the fiery kisses also challenged his lust. When he got up, he snuffed out the fire with one hand before it was about to burn unscrupulously——stretched out his hand and grabbed the hair on the back of Yanda's head, and forced him to pull him away.

"Hiss—it hurts, hurts!" The leader of Yan University immediately hugged his head and begged for mercy, so that he would not become bald in advance when he was in his prime.

Ling Qing settled down, and began to mobilize his true energy, "Hurry up and don't waste time."

Yan Yunlie raised his hand to hold his hand, "With your current body, how can I be willing to let you consume your true energy to help me recover? Besides, I joked with you last time, and you still take it seriously? Tianjuejiao didn't What kind of dual-cultivation mentality."

Hearing what he said, Ling Qing frowned, and then her face flushed red, embarrassment and embarrassment turned into anger, so she got up to leave, but was pulled back by Yan Yunlie tightly.

"If you have this kind of heart, I am very content. There are indeed a few meridians that are not smooth. Please help me, okay?" Together with him fell into a deep soft.

Ling Qing sighed helplessly, and was about to raise his hand, but under the water, Yan Yunlie's hand wrapped around his waist, making him straddle him.

"Yan Yunlie, you...?" Ling Qing struggled to get out of his hands, but didn't want the crotches between the two of them to touch each other.

Yan Yunlie held his waist to keep him from moving, "This place is already crowded, if you move any more, believe it or not, I will really double cultivate with you?"

So Ling Qing calmed down, and in this somewhat awkward position, put his hand on Yan Yunlie's chest, and slowly injected his true energy into his body, mobilizing his energy and blood, and flushing away the blocked meridians.

"How are you going to go next?" Yan Yunlie took out the clean clothes from the bag and handed them to Ling Qing, and asked him, seeing Ling Qing was tying the knots on his coat, he went over to help.

The candles on the table were burned to the end, the faint blue smoke curled up, and the bright red candle oil hung down from the copper candlestick. Outside the window, a few rays of morning light broke through the thick clouds, and it was already dawn before you knew it.

"Yan Yunlie, what do you think those people's purpose is?" Ling Qing raised his head to look at Yan Yunlie, raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked instead of answering.

Yan Yunlie helped him tie the knots, took the clean clothes and helped him put them on, "Maybe I don't want you to find out the truth and ruin their good deeds. Dongli Muyun lost his whereabouts at the border of Jizhou after meeting Xie Tianji. On the way to find Xie Tianji, you were frequently chased by people, and when you found Xie Tianji, you were immediately attacked again."

Ling Qing lowered his head and pondered, "But I really can't figure out what special meaning the words on the note in the ninth gourd have..."

Seeing him like this, Yan Yunlie pulled him to the side of the table and sat down, handed the chopsticks to him, "Don't think about it yet, eat enough and rest, we'll talk about it when we get on the road."

On the table were the porridge and steamed buns that Xiao Er had just brought. Ling Qing took the chopsticks and ate them silently, but with a dignified expression.

At Chen Shi, the innkeeper personally sent the generous young man to the carriage with a smile on his face. The only thing that made him feel strange was that the young man was obviously so generous, but he stayed in the inn with the entourage who was in charge of driving the carriage. Went to a room and took a look, after a night's rest, the tired look on his face became even stronger.

But it's strange to be strange, as long as the boss has money to make, he won't care so much.

Xiaoer packed up the dry food they wanted and sent it over. Young Xia took it and sat in the carriage. The attendant waved his whip, and there was a loud "snap", and the two tall horses neighed and ran away , stepping on the snow all the way, and after a while, only the horseshoe marks and the wheels of the wheels were left on the snow.

The innkeeper and Xiaoer retreated into the shop, half closing the door.At this time, two figures leaned out from the stable behind the inn.

Ling Qing pressed down the bamboo hat on his head with his hands. He changed into coarse and somewhat dirty clothes. His fair and clean face was painted light brown, with two thick eyebrows and a few more lines on his face. Small bruises, it looks like a clerk in the shop.

Yan Yunlie, who was also dressed in the same way, pulled out an ox cart full of wine jars.

"Let's go while they don't see the flaw."

Ling Qing nodded, got into the carriage, and the two of them drove the ox cart slowly towards the direction opposite to the carriage just now.

Afterwards, on the road, whenever the two of them went, as long as they were still in the sphere of influence of the Tianjue Sect, Yan Yunlie would find two congregants to pretend to be the two of them, or their usual appearance, or disguise themselves as them again Changed up, and when they left, they all chose a route that the previous teams hadn't taken, but they all went to Jizhou.

In this way, Yan Yunlie and Ling Qing are mixed among those congregants who are using tricks to hide their eyes, and the chances of encountering the gang who chased them down are much smaller. This not only gives Yan Yunlie time to heal his wounds, but also for Ling Qing consider.

Stopping and walking, after walking for more than ten days, the two finally arrived at Yingcheng, the border between Jiyong and Yongzhou.

Yingcheng is very prosperous, and you can see Hu people dressed differently from Han people everywhere, such as Uighurs, Dangxiang and Jurchen and other nomadic peoples. Some of them exchanged decorations made of horse bones, cow bones and animal fur with the Han people. Food, and some people performed exotic songs and dances on the street.Hu women are all tall and tall with high noses, deep eyes, and especially their green pupils, which are as clear as emeralds on the top of the water.

Ling Qing is a southerner after all, walking there can be seen at a glance. He is wearing a pink and white shirt with arrow sleeves, two hair ties hanging down his shoulders, and an unsharp jade sword in his hand. Delicate and handsome, it further highlights his gentle temperament.

But Yan Yunlie has a different demeanor from top to bottom, chic and handsome, with the corner of his mouth curled up, and his smile is suave and affectionate.

As soon as those enthusiastic barbarian dancers saw them, they swarmed up and surrounded them, and pulled them to dance with them. The musicians on the side played konghou and pipa and sang songs they didn't understand. s song.

At first, the two were wary, but seeing that the other party was harmless, they relaxed and let them play around.

Ling Qing didn't forget Yan Yunlie's nature of liking beauties, and was a little worried. She looked back carefully several times, only to find that Yan Yunlie's gaze was always on her side, making her sneaky behaviors caught immediately. , so the whole face was red.

Those women thought that Ling Qing's blushing was because he was embarrassed by so many girls, so they teased him more enthusiastically. The exotic and rich costumes, the graceful dancing posture, the jingling of the jewelry hanging around the waist, and the exquisite curves It was almost on Ling Qing's body, but Yan Yunlie blocked it at this moment, and then he grabbed Ling Qing with one hand and led him out of the crowd.

The cheerful and frivolous music gradually fell behind, Ling Qing was led away by Yan Yunlie all the way, but she couldn't help but feel a little joyful in her heart.After walking not far, he raised his head and was about to tell Yan Yunlie to let go, but a few people rushed over, shouting while running.

"The people of Tianjue Sect are here! The leader of Tianjue Sect is here!"

When the people around heard it, their faces immediately changed in shock. Some small vendors quickly packed up their things and left. The few wandering artists just picked up their musical instruments and left.

When they ran past them, a dancer grabbed Ling Qing's arm and babbled a lot. Although Ling Qing couldn't understand, judging from her expression and movements, the general idea was that there was trouble coming. Hurry up and go.

In no time, the street that was bustling with people and joyful voices became much deserted.

Yan Yunlie turned around with an inexplicable expression on his face, pointed at himself, "Tianjue Sect... the leader?" As if he was not sure of his identity, he also blinked innocently, indescribably funny and angry.

Ling Qing was about to raise his hand to punch him, so that he could stop his stupidity, when he saw a gorgeous sedan chair slowly approaching.

The sedan chair is open on all sides, and the white tulle hanging down to cover it flutters lightly and lightly like clouds. The people who carry the sedan chair are all dressed in black clothes, which are really the costumes of Tianjue sect members, even the tokens around their waists have.

The sedan chair stopped not far in front of them, so they could clearly see the people sitting in the sedan chair.

It was a gorgeous and bright beauty on par with Ling Jun, wearing a plain silk dress as white as snow in Tianshan Mountains, a scarlet silk undershirt, and a scarlet silk strip wrapped around her waist, lying lazily on a reclining posture On the sedan chair, her shiny black hair cascaded down her shoulders like flowing water, the tails of her brows flew obliquely, her eyes were full of amorous feelings.

The sedan chair was slowly put down, and several people in the crowd came forward to salute respectfully, "Master Wan'an."

Ling Qing and Yan Yunlie stood in a hidden corner not far away, Yan Yunlie was wondering what was going on in front of him, when he suddenly felt Ling Qing's gaze stop on him.He turned his head to look over, but found that Ling Qing turned around to leave a view of his back, shrugging his shoulders, and leaned over to look, only to find that Ling Qing was trying very hard to hold back a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" The Master Yan's tone was sullen.

Ling Qing couldn't hold back, and after exaggeratedly shaking his shoulders twice, he turned around and stabbed Yan Yunlie's arm with the hilt of the jade sword in his hand, "Hey, hurry up and give it to you guys!" The priest salutes?"

Yan Yunlie knew that he was joking with him, but he still acted angry, grabbed Ling Qing and put him in his arms, pinching his waist twice with one hand.

Ling Qing was ticklish and kept dodging. Suddenly Yan Yunlie stopped and his voice became serious again, "Look..."

Ling Qing looked over as he pointed, and one of the people carrying the sedan chair turned his body sideways. Ling Qing saw that what was stuck in the belt behind his back was the crescent-shaped weapon used by those who chased and killed them before.

Ling Qing clenched the sword in his hand and was about to show up, but Yan Yunlie grabbed his arm and pulled him back, "Don't worry, just wait and see."

The beauty on the sedan chair raised her hand and made a gesture, and the men in black clothes turned around at the command, rushed into the crowd at the side with lightning speed, and dragged out a few people after a while.

Those who were arrested struggled and shouted, but they spoke nonsense, Ling Qing couldn't understand, and although the companions of those people also looked angry, they didn't dare to act rashly.

The beauty sitting on the sedan chair straightened her body slightly, twirling a strand of hair hanging from her shoulders with her fingers, with a careless expression on her face, "I heard...you are a little dissatisfied with me." The beauty said The voice is clear and audible, like the moon on a cold night, clear and clean, "Why don't you just tell me..."

Among the men in custody, one suddenly broke free from the restraints and jumped up, pointed at the beauty on the sedan chair, and said something emotionally in nonsense, but before he finished speaking, there were screams of women around him. .

Seeing blood spraying from the man's throat, the whole person fell backwards, the crescent-shaped knife in the hand of the guard beside the sedan chair had bright red blood rolling down from the sword, and the people on the sedan chair showed blood. With a disgusted expression, as if such a bloody scene hurt his eyes, he slightly turned his head away, and at the same time blocked it with his hand.

When the other people saw this situation, they were terrified to the extreme, and they didn't know where the strength came from to push away the person who was suppressing them, so they ran away in a panic.

But the person on the sedan chair obviously didn't intend to let them go so easily, and said "Come back!", the man in black clothes dressed as a member of the Tianjue Sect on the side of the sedan chair flashed a scimitar in his hand, and chased after them.

Hearing the screams, a man in black threw the scimitar in his hand, and the scimitar flew towards the barbarian who had fled farther away, just as he was about to hit him on the back...

"Keng, Keng" twice!

A jade sword and a broad-bladed long sword blocked the crescent moon knife at the same time.

Ling Qing turned his head to look at the owner of the long sword. He was a young man with handsome features and somewhat casual attire, but before he could take a closer look, several scimitars flew towards him. go back.

Ling Qing was sighing secretly at the man's arm strength, when a piece of red silk stabbed at him suddenly, Ling Qing moved sideways, seeing that piece of red silk pressing towards the fleeing barbarians, he separated the jade sword, the sword energy swept across, and the front end of the red silk "hissed" "A sound broke.

The people on the sedan chair took back the broken red silk, squinted at Ling Qing, with a playful smile on the corner of their mouths.Ling Qing turned his wrist, pointed the tip of the jade sword to the ground, and there was the sound of clanging swords clashing behind him. He and the man on the sedan looked at each other, their aura secretly circulated, and they stood in a stalemate for a moment, almost at the same time The opponent made a move.

The red silk is like a string, whirling and twisting, waving like a rainbow, leaving a blood-red afterimage wherever it touches, when the jade sword collides with it, it is like hitting a knife, but fortunately Ling Qing has a light figure and retreats Twice, with a leap of energy, he broke away from the red silk and rushed into the blue sky.

Seeing this, the person on the sedan chair opened his hands, took back all the red silk, and then shook it away in the direction of Ling Qing, and saw the few pieces of cloth instantly transformed into spirit snakes, holding their heads up and voicing out letters.

Ling Qing flipped back in the air, avoiding the stabbing silk cloth, stepped on the silk cloth with his feet, and the sword in his hand was dazzled.

In the middle of the sky, a white shadow and a red dance, the sweeping sword energy and the blown silk and satin made a mess of the street vendors' stalls and the signboards in front of the shops, the roof tiles were flying, and the dust was flying. , the entangled red silk covered the white shadow like a net, and the cloth was gathered like a huge cocoon.

Just when everyone around was sighing and worrying about the safety of the young hero in white, they heard a loud "boom", and the bursting cloth set off a burst of flying, just like the drizzle of poplar flowers in the sky in February in Yangzhou.

In the colorful flying, the white figure stepped on the cloth that was shattered into petals and fell slowly. As soon as the toes touched the ground, he rose lightly again, stepped across the edge of the sedan chair with a sword, and forced the person on the sedan chair.

"Say, who are you?"

Ling Qing pressed the jade sword against the man's throat, and calmly and leisurely removed the rags stuck to his head with the other hand. The voice of the question was flat and calm, which was completely different from the sharp offensive just now.

The beauty looked at him, blinked Qiushui's shining eyes, and then smiled, "You promise not to kill me."

Ling Qing didn't answer him immediately, and pressed the jade-cold sword against his neck a little more, "Don't think that my sword can't kill people without a blade."

Hearing what he said, a dark color flashed across the beauty's jade-like face, her eyes sank, she turned her head slightly, "We are..."

Suddenly, a cold light pierced, and several tiny beams of light flew towards Ling Qing's face. Ling Qing took a step back, blocked it with the jade sword, and heard the crisp sound of "ding, ding", and at the same time, there was a tingle on her cheek.

Out of the corner of Ling Qing's eyes, he saw a few dark round beads held between the fingertips of this man, which were much smaller than those used by the men in black who attacked them at that time. At this time, step down a little, raise your breath and sweep back.

Accompanied by the huge explosion, there was a burst of choking smoke, Ling Qing waved away the smoke in front of him, flicked his sleeves and held his sword, and was about to chase again, Yan Yunlie came from the side to hold him back.

"Beware of fraud!"

The smoke and flying dust dispersed a bit, leaving only the dilapidated sedan chair in front of him, the beauty who claimed to be the leader of Tianjue Sect, and the people dressed up by the followers of Tianjue Sect had disappeared.

Ling Qing glanced sideways at Yan Yunlie, handed the jade sword to the other hand, and turned the wrist to put the sword at his side, "What? You hurt him, do you feel bad?" There was a slender line on his cheek The red mark on her face was left by the dark needle.

Hearing this, Yan Yunlie let out a long breath and put on a rather innocent look, "Ling Qing, I really don't know..."

Before they finished speaking, someone came over from the side, and the two of them looked back, and found that it was the chivalrous man who fought at the same time as Ling Qing just now and helped him out of righteousness. Ling Qing raised his hand and saluted him, "I don't know how to call you ?”

The other party held on to the long sword and returned the gift, "Xue Jifeng from Liu Cang's sect, it's a great fortune to see Ling Qing Ling Shaoxia, the Moon Sword Sword, and the leader of Tianjue Jiao Yan here today."

Both Ling Qing and Yan Yunlie were startled, and calmly put on a challenge, but Ling Qing was still humble and polite, "May I ask if we have met before?"

"Hahaha!" The other party laughed unexpectedly, looking familiar without any scruples, "Last year at the Wuhuanshan Martial Arts Tournament, Ling Shaoxia was superb in martial arts and overwhelmed the crowd. In times of crisis, this kind of chivalry is admirable, Liu Cang faction is just a small sect, not well-known in the Jianghu, it is normal that Ling Shaoxia has never seen him."

Holding the sword, Ling Qing gave another salute, and the guard on his body became weaker, "Don't dare to do it. If there were no martial arts heroes working together to fight against the enemy that day, Ling Qing would not be able to turn the situation around even with his great abilities."

Xue Jifeng asked, "Did the two of you come here because of what happened here recently?"

Ling Qing lowered her eyes and thought for a while, then replied, "We came here for other things, but now... I'm afraid we can't just sit idly by, I wonder if Xue Xiashi has time to tell us in detail what happened here? "

"No problem! I happen to be a little hungry, let's find a place to eat and talk."

"Okay, let Xiashi Xue lead the way."

"Hey, don't be a knight, I'm older than you, if you don't mind, call me Brother Xue."

"it is good."

The leader of Yan University followed behind with his hands behind his back, not making a sound and ignoring anyone, only his face smelled as bad as the soles of his shoes.