The fragrance of Tibetan love

Ling Qing came out of Dongli Muyun's study, and didn't go to the dining room immediately, but stood alone in the courtyard for a while.

He remembered that he had started to concentrate on sword practice six years ago, and had seen Dongli Muyun less in the past few years, but he didn't know that he and King Anyang were still so close.

Now that I'm older, I won't follow Dongli Muyun all day like when I was a child. Seeing him treat others well is as sad as if something important to me has been taken away, but that King Anyang... has a kind of indescribable feeling. I always feel that this person is hiding something, and it is not appropriate to get too close.

Thinking about things while walking, unknowingly walked to the door of the dining room, and saw Dongli Muyun walking from the other end of the corridor, his brows were frowned as if he was very unhappy, but when he looked up and saw him in front, the corners of his mouth were slightly curled up. With a slight smile, he took a few steps up, "Have you been waiting for a long time, are you starving?"

Ling Qing shook his head, and entered the dining room together with Dongli Muyun. There was already a table of dishes on the table, and the dishes were fragrant.Ling Qing heard that Dongli Muyun asked his servants to deliver the food to the Prince's room in Anyang, and told him to have more dishes and not to eat any other dishes, obviously he knew the man's preferences very well.

Although Ling Qing was strange, he didn't want to ask any more questions. He sat down at the table, and a servant brought up a plate of food and put it in front of him. He lifted the cover, and suddenly a puff of white smoke blinded his sight, and the white smoke dispersed. Then I saw a steamed mandarin fish in the center of the plate, the fish was tender and white, with a few green onions on the fish, it made people salivate at first sight.

Dongli Muyun knew that he liked to eat, so he made two as soon as he made it, and the other sweet and sour one was brought up together, but Ling Qing covered his mouth and rushed to the door, holding on to the door frame and retching stand up.

"What's the matter?" Dongli Muyun hurried over to pat him on the back to help him calm down, and at the same time ordered the servants to bring tea and cloth towels, "I'll ask the servants to find a doctor to show you."

Ling Qing closed her eyes and shook her head, took the servant's tea and rinsed her mouth, then stood up with a very ugly face. "I'm fine, maybe it's because I've been traveling so hard these days, I'm too tired, and the weather is hot these days..."

In fact, Ling Qing himself was also a little strange. The Qinghong sect's inner strength mentality is the most important to nourish the mind. How could it be so easily affected by the weather?What's even more strange is that the way the fish was cooked just now, I didn't feel it when I ate it before, but just now when it was served on the table, I felt a fishy smell, followed by a tumbling stomach.

Maybe it was really hard work... Ling Qing couldn't think of anything else, so he could only conclude like this.

Seeing that Ling Qing was getting better, the worry on Dongli Muyun's face eased a little, he patted Ling Qing on the shoulder, and said softly: "Then I'll ask someone to change it for you, eat as much as you want , Rest early after eating."

Ling Qing still covered her mouth with her sleeve, and nodded lightly.

As if he was still the young man who relied on him all the time, Dongli Muyun couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his head with a thought, he looked like a big brother, and there were some unusual feelings in it, but it was hidden too much. Well, maybe Ling Qing didn't even notice.

Being sent back to the room by Dongli Muyun, the other party seemed to be still not at ease, so he had to find a doctor to show him what he said.

Ling Qing only thought it was funny, but dizziness and nausea were not serious illnesses. At most, the weather was hot and heat stroke was possible due to driving for days.

After finally persuading Dongli Muyun to leave, Ling Qing got up from the couch, took Gui Meng that was on the table, and slowly drew his sword out.

The thin blade of the sword glowed bitterly under the jumping candlelight, reflecting his eyes, and the stars in the bottom of the eyes fluctuated slightly.

Gui Meng is a sword that cannot kill, and this time he will use it to kill Huo Xian and avenge Aunt Lian!

With a flash of silver light, the tip of the sword picked up the candle flame, and with a shake of his hand, he flung out the sword flower.The little spark on the tip of the sword is like a bean, beating on and off, and the wind of the sword is whistling, but it only makes the bed curtain shake slightly, the pages of the book are turned lightly, and after the dance is completed, the tip of the sword crosses the top of the candle, and suddenly, the star flame Back on the candle, burning slowly.

Ling Qing withdrew his momentum and put the sword back into its sheath, but felt the breath in his body rushing wildly, so he quickly calmed down and returned to his position smoothly.

His body was indeed a bit abnormal, in the past he could exchange a few tricks with Dongli Muyun after a meal, but now he felt exhausted after just playing these two times.Ling Qing put down the sword and went back to the couch, thinking, it should just be due to the exhaustion of the past few days...

The quilts are all newly replaced, and the faint sandalwood and a little calming lily fragrance are what he likes and has always been his habit.But it evoked another breath in his memory ─ ─ calm, steady, somewhat irresistible domineering, lingering.Fingers intertwined, bodies intertwined, swallowing each other deeply, accepting his rhythm, accepting his enthusiasm...

He knew that that man was the most useful Gu poison in this world for him. If he got hit, he couldn't get rid of it, and if he got stuck, it would be hard to turn back...

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, the Huo Mansion in the capital was busy and lively. The red curtains were wrapped around the walls and tiles, and guests from all walks of life came in an endless stream. The team carrying birthday gifts stretched all the way to the street entrance, what a spectacle and extravagance.A few days ago, Princess Tingyi's wedding team couldn't compare to such a pomp.

At the back door of the Huo Mansion, several figures were sneaking around.

"Who is it?" Before the guard at the door could see who was coming, he was knocked down by a few soul-locking needles.The three-inch-long iron nails have barbs, which go straight into the flesh as soon as they enter the skin, which is the unique skill of Yan Qing's school.

The head of Yan Qingpai made a gesture, and someone behind him went up and dragged away the guard's body, and after a while, he changed into the guard's clothes and came out.

Seeing this, the head of the Yan Qing sect turned his head and nodded lightly. People hiding in the shadows came out one after another. Dongli Muyun, who was dressed as a martial artist, and Ling Qing, who was dressed as a young student, had costumes and props beside them. There are their swords in the box, and other people from the rivers and lakes also dress up as various people in the play.

Seeing that the head of the Yan Qing faction signaled that it was all right, he carried the box and entered the Huo Mansion.

The Huo Mansion is huge, with curved eaves and curved corridors, and gorgeous decoration.

After walking for a short time, he saw King Anyang and a man who looked like a leader coming towards him. King Anyang secretly winked towards Li Muyun to the east, flexed five fingers of his left hand, and made one and three with his right hand, revealing all the guards in the mansion give them.

Dongli Muyun turned his head and saw King Anyang and that person turning the corner, whispered a few words to the heads of several sects, and those people led their own people to leave in different directions.

Ling Qing, Dongli Muyun and the rest of the people continued to walk along the long corridor, but they were stopped by someone after they didn't go far.

"Who are you?"

Dongli Muyun bowed slightly, "Go back to my lord, you can tell that we are a theater troupe at a glance."

"Theatrical troupe?" A guard next to him showed a bit of vigilance, "The troupe has arrived and they are all waiting in the background. What's the matter with you?"

The palms of Ling Qing holding the folding fan were slightly sweaty, and there were a few darts hidden in the fan, if something went wrong, he would shake it out.

Dongli Muyun was quiet, "My lord, look at us carrying these things like this, how can we go through the front door and insult Mr. Huo's appearance?"

The two guards looked them around, they seemed to think that what Dongli Muyun said made sense, so they let them go.Everyone couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

The stage was set up in the garden, separated by a lotus pond, and the small building opposite was full of guests. Huo Xian sat in the center of the second floor, surrounded by guards wearing embroidered double-headed scarlet training.

Ling Qing watched from behind the stage through the curtain, and the guards around the small building were all his own.

As soon as the performance on the stage was over, there was thunderous applause in the small building opposite.

"Ling Qing."

Turning back in response, Dongli Muyun took Gui Meng out of the box containing the props and handed it to him, then patted him on the shoulder, "Your qinggong is the best here, it's up to you."

Ling Qing didn't make a sound, but just nodded.

The front desk drummed the gong, and Dongli Muyun led a group of martial arts students onto the stage.Kicking, twisting, [-] somersaults in a row, bursts of applause erupted from the small building opposite, the sound was thunderous and lasted for a long time.

The audience in the audience was watching enthusiastically. A dozen people stood in two rows on the stage, and the small building opposite fell silent. Everyone thought they were going to perform some tricks again.

Suddenly, the people standing in the front row bent forward, and the people in the back row suddenly jumped forward, stepping on their backs, using their strength to jump high, and brushing off their left sleeves in unison. , everyone had a delicate crossbow and three short arrows on their left hands, but in an instant, a row of sharp arrows flew towards the second floor of the small building.

"There are assassins! Protect the adults! There are assassins! Protect the adults!"

The guards around Huo Xian didn't even think about going forward to block the bow and arrow with their bodies. The guards in the mansion rushed over when they heard the sound, and the heads and subordinates who were guarding downstairs revealed their identities and shook their swords. The guests yelled and rushed to flee, and the scene became a mess.

As soon as the archers landed, another group of people went up, two waves of arrows shot past, and the guards around Huo Xian also fell down. At this moment, Huo Xian was leaning against the wall and was about to escape for his life.

Dongli Muyun turned around and shouted "Ling Qing!", and heard a "swipe", and the curtain was torn apart by the sword energy.The sky was bright and sunny, and a figure came out holding a sword, startled like a flying bird.

Ling Qing stepped on the shoulders of those people, using his strength to jump up, Dongli Muyun stood by the stage near the lotus pond, Ling Qing stepped on his shoulder, he held Ling Qing's ankle and sent it forward, Help him jump over the lotus pond.

Then I saw the lotus flowers in a pool, and a person wearing a green shirt crossed the wind with a long silver sword in his hand, raising his arms and looking gracefully, pointing his sword at Huo Xian's heart.

Huo Xian was frightened out of his wits, his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, trembling against the wall, and his mouth kept trembling, "Come here... hurry, come here..."

Ling Qing stepped over the fence, landed lightly, stretched out her sword-holding hand, and Gui Meng stabbed at Huo Xian, thinking to herself, Aunt Lian, Ling Qing will avenge you!

Seeing that the point of the sword was only an inch away from Huo Xian's chest, suddenly an internal force swept across from the oblique stab, Ling Qing wanted to kill the dog thief, thinking that his sword should be fast enough, but the point of the sword only tore through Huo Xian's clothes, Ling Qing had already been sent flying by that internal force, and fell to the ground ten feet away.

There was a dull pain in his chest, Ling Qing propped his body on the ground with his hands, a burst of fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat, he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of bright red on the ground in front of him, looking back to see what kind of master he was, but just looking at it, it was like Hit by the lightning, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

The ink-colored cloak, the pattern of flying gold threads, the handsome and flying face, and a faint evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Even if this person turns into ashes, he will never admit his mistake...

Yan, Yun, Lie!

Why is he here?Why did he save Huo Xian?

A series of questions arose in Ling Qing's mind, and Yan Yunlie's robe sleeves fluttered, and the voice filled with internal energy resounded through the sky, "Tianjue Cult's followers obey orders, take down the assassin, life or death!"

With an order, many members of the Tianjue Sect came out from the dark place, and Wei Yu was among them.

Originally had the upper hand, but fell to the other side in an instant.The sword is ruthless, but it can't resist the pervasiveness of poison and Gu. For a while, the screams are miserable, and countless deaths and injuries are caused.

Ling Qing was still in shock and couldn't recover, Yan Yunlie bent his fingers and walked towards him, but before taking two steps, a sword shadow swept across, Dongli Muyun held his Broken Water Sword to stop Ling Qing Between Qing and Yan Yunlie.

"Master Yan, Tianjue Sect has always been aloof from the world, so why do you want to help the evildoers?" Dongli Muyun swung his sword across, and the silvery mirror-like sword swung a little bit of cold stars.

"Using people's money to do things with others, my Tianjue Sect has more than a thousand people who don't need to eat." Yan Yunlie said calmly with his hands behind his back.

Ling Qing, who was stunned on the ground, seemed to be stabbed by a sword, suddenly regained consciousness, raised his head, and looked at Yan Yunlie blankly, why?how so?Yan Yunlie, shouldn't you hate Huo Xian the most?Shouldn't he be the one who most wants to kill Huo Xian to avenge Aunt Lian?Why now...why are you collaborating with Huo Xian now? !

When the two sides were in a stalemate, Huo Xian took the opportunity to escape, Dongli Muyun saw this and wanted to catch up, Yan Yunlie swung his palm and swept him, "Leader Dongli, a few days ago your people set up an ambush under Chenshan Mountain and injured me. Does the leader of Dongli still owe me an explanation?"

Dongli Muyun's eyes flickered, but his imposing manner did not give in at all, "I haven't found the culprit who misinformed and injured Hierarch Yan by mistake. When I find it, I will definitely deal with Hierarch Yan."

The corner of Yan Yunlie's mouth twitched, "I'm afraid I can't find it, but I don't care. If the leader Dongli really intends to apologize, please allow me to ask someone to go away."

"Who?"

"Qin Lin."

Ling Qing's body trembled suddenly, Dongli Muyun just smiled slightly, he never thought that the leader of Juejiao would be so presumptuous this day, although he didn't know who Qin Lin Yan Yunlie was talking about, but if he agreed, he would Where is the entire martial arts world? "Don't say that I have never heard of this person, even if I knew, I would definitely not agree."

In Yan Yunlie's hanging hand, the fingers were bent and hooked into eagle claws.

The two stared at each other silently for a moment, and made moves almost at the same time.

Dongli Muyun's sword moves are simple and unadorned, as stable as a rock, and the sound of water breaking is shocking to the eardrums; Yan Yunlie also exerted all his strength, the wind in his palm cut like a knife, leaving scratches on the wooden railings on the wall , very human can do it.

Under the small building, people on both sides were injured, but it was obviously not suitable to fight again.

Ling Qing saw the two fighting in front of him, but didn't know what to do.I haven't seen him for a few days, but the man is still so suave, and he hasn't forgotten Qin Lin...but why?

At that time, he was so kind to Aunt Lian as his own mother, and he didn't reprimand those who wiped out the entire yamen impulsively.Why do you actually turn to the thieves now and work hard for the enemy?

Yan Yunlie's martial arts are unfathomable, Dongli Muyun is almost invincible, there are several wounds on his shoulders and legs that were blown by his fierce palm wind, narrow and long, hideous and shocking.

Ling Qing held Gui Meng's hand a little harder, and couldn't help shaking.

No, he didn't know the man!This person is not Yan Yunlie!Yan Yunlie will never behave like this!

A series of images emerged in my mind, deep, gentle, or childish, always with a faint smile on the corner of the mouth, and the tenderness in the eyes like water...

"Qin Lin, I like you..."

Over there Dongli Muyun was about to be unable to resist, but suddenly seeing Yan Yunlie being forced back by his sword force, a hole was exposed in his chest, so the long sword shook and pointed straight up.

Seeing this, Ling Qing said inwardly that it was not good.He and Yan Yunlie have fought many times, so they understand his methods somewhat. This move "returning the wind and grasping the leaves" is really an advance, and the next move "Linlong out of the cloud" is to go straight to the opponent's vital point!

Ling Qing suddenly raised his sword! "Dongli! Get out of the way!"

Dongli Muyun was about to press forward with his sword, when he suddenly heard Ling Qing calling him from behind, he paused, and almost at the same time a figure flashed by.

Gui Meng pointed directly at the opponent's heart──

Yan Yunlie, remember what I said, if you meet Huo Xian's people who try to do evil again, you will definitely kill them!

Seeing that the point of the sword was about to stab, Ling Qing raised his head mysteriously, but this time he raised his head, but met Yan Yunlie's eyes, and there was a little panic in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

Ling Qing only felt that this glance seemed familiar, where did he see it... where must he have seen it?

"Qin Lin...you can't die! I don't allow you to die!"

Suddenly recalled that at the edge of the pool under Shijun Mountain, when I was seriously injured and my mind was not clear, I vaguely saw it in a trance.

Just for a moment, his hands trembled, "Puff—" Gui Meng stabbed into the opponent's chest.

The surroundings seemed to have quieted down, Ling Qing's gaze was firmly fixed on the small piece of sword exposed from the black cloak, and there were thin red lines winding slowly up the silver bright sword body.

Ling Qing felt his mind go blank, and Dongli Muyun beside him shouted "Let's go!", and at the same time grabbed his hand and yanked it hard... immediately blood splattered everywhere!

A few drops flew onto Ling Qing's cheeks, as if being scalded by fire.Ling Qing was still in a daze, and was grabbed by Dongli Muyun's arm and pulled straight to the small building.

The moment he turned around, Ling Qing saw Yan Yunlie standing there with his hands covering his chest, bright red liquid leaking out from between his fingers, it couldn't be stopped, and the look in his eyes...I'm afraid I will never forget that in my whole life The eyes are so cruel, cold, and the black pupils are like a bottomless abyss...

A chill ran up his back, Ling Qing was shocked, but he came back to his senses.At this time, Huo Xian's people had already surrounded the small building, Ling Qing knew that the situation was dangerous, and he couldn't be distracted any longer, so he carried Gui Meng and Dongli Muyun and killed them.

It was night, the sky was like ink, and the stars were hidden, as if it was also covered with a layer of gloom.

Ling Qing locked herself in the room and sat on the couch, but Fu Tian wrapped herself up tightly in the quilt, hugged Gui Meng in her arms, stared blankly at the bed in front of her, as if she had lost her soul.

Dongli Muyun arranged for the heads of various sects and their subordinates, and then walked towards Ling Qing's residence.Seeing the lights in the room from a distance, Dongli Muyun couldn't help but frowned.On the way back, Ling Qing kept silent all the time, Dongli Muyun had watched him grow up, so he could naturally see that something was wrong.

Standing at the door, raising his hand to knock on the door, suddenly, the lights inside were turned off, leaving only darkness and silence.

Dongli Muyun raised his hand and hesitated in front of the door, then took it back.

But at this time, on the other side, in the backyard of a certain brothel in the capital, Yuan Bugui came out of a certain wing holding a medicine box.

In the room, Yan Yunlie was sitting quietly in front of the desk, his face and lips were dark due to excessive blood loss, the jacket was only worn into one sleeve, and the other side was loosely draped over his shoulders, the gauze wrapped around his chest was faintly seep through. Bloody.

Yan Yunlie picked up the letter on the table, glanced at it, put it down again, then picked up a silver mask placed on the table, stroked it with his fingers, and under the dancing candlelight, a streak of light was drawn on the silver mask. soft light...

Yan Yunlie's gaze fell on the mask obsessively, as if looking at the mask was like seeing himself.

That night, knowing that he had put drugs in the wine, he still drank the wine without hesitation, thinking to himself that he was stupid, everyone in Tianjue Sect was good at cultivating poison, and mere drugs could hide it he?

But he said that he would not force him, and he was willing to abide by his choice...

After waking up, there was only one mask left in his hand.

Many times, he wanted to see the face under the mask, but now the mask has been taken off, but the person is no longer there.

Why are you leaving?Since he was leaving, why did he keep this thing to himself?

He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out. He used to think that even though the world was so big, with the power and influence of Tianjue Sect, it would not be difficult to find a person with a name and a certain personality.But this time he was obviously wrong. He couldn't find Qin Lin at all. For nearly a month, the news from his subordinates all made him more anxious.

The Qin Lin he knew seemed to have disappeared, or had never existed.

Thinking that he is still hit by "Ji Di", Yuan Bugui's medicine may be able to hold back for a while, but...

A stabbing pain in his chest pulled Yan Yunlie's wandering mind back.Although this sword wasn't fatal, it hurt extremely badly, Yan Yunlie put his hand on his chest, thoughtfully.

In the next room, Wei Yu was sitting on the window sill, quietly looking at somewhere outside the window, holding a delicate silver bell between his fingers.He just held it quietly between his fingers without any movement, but the silver bell made bursts of sound, long and short, soft and long, as if the person who turned the silver bell was just using it to pass the time bored.

It is rumored that there is a pair of silver bells in the world, and they are called Yinhun. No matter how far apart they are, if one of the silver bells rings, the other will ring at the same time.

After the bell rang for a while, it became quieter. Wei Yu looked down at the bell in his hand, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes that were always flat and without ups and downs.

The night was windless and bleak, each with their own thoughts.

After this battle, the Tianjue Sect was officially used by Huo Xian, and the name of the Demon Sect was no longer false. Everyone in the world, everyone got it and punished him!

──End of "Taking the Fragrance of Tibetan Love"

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