Gu Jian Zhi Zi Yin Ensemble

?The bright red color of the blood was left along the white and purple clothes, and the red was wet. Accompanied by the girl's painful exclamation, all the disciples of Tianyong City looked sideways at her. Everyone stopped their hands and looked at Lingchuan. They looked puzzled, but a few people looked at Lingchuan with exceptional enthusiasm and anticipation.what to expectChange the world?

Ling Chuan clenched the blood-stained sword tightly in panic, and looked at Fu Que, who stood in front of Ling Yue with blood on his shoulders (Ling Yue was higher than Fu Que, and the sharp sword that was originally stabbing at the atrium could only be pierced. Shoulder), and said with a trembling voice: "Junior Sister, are you okay?" Fu Que is actually nothing serious, after all, she is shorter than Ling, and the fatal sword was just a flesh wound to her, but don't forget Fu Que's father is the head teacher, and he is also a very protective head teacher.

"Nothing? Lingchuan, what are you talking about? Is it all right?" Ling Duan grabbed Lingchuan's collar, looked at Lingchuan fiercely and said, "Your brain is flooded, right? You have nothing to do early in the morning. Running here to go crazy..." Ling Duan said while beating Ling Chuan with his hands. He punched hard but didn't use his spiritual power. He was just helping Fu Que to vent his anger. He didn't mean to hurt Ling Chuan. Brotherhood isn't it?After all, Fu Que is actually not a big deal, is it?

Ling Yue saw that Ling Duan's attack was very serious, so he didn't stop him, but he took Ling Chuan's strange behavior today into his heart, but the most important thing at this time was Fu Que, so he used his spiritual power gently to let The wound on Fu Que's shoulder healed, and then she looked at Fu Que with a bit of blame and pity and said, "How can you be so reckless? If there is real danger, the senior brother must be in front. When will it be your turn? Don't be like this next time. "It's like an elder brother treats his most beloved younger sister, pampering and disciplining her.

"Isn't this because I'm afraid that senior brother will get hurt!" Fu Qu suppressed the trance just now, pulled Ling Yue's sleeve, looked at Ling Yue and said lovingly, the girl's sincere admiration filled her eyes, straightforward and beautiful.

Ling Yue avoided Fu Que's gaze, making sure that only Fu Que could hear his voice, and said coldly but firmly: "Never do it next time, otherwise how can I explain to the Master Teacher." These words can be described as heartless, as if All his care for Fu Que came from the head teacher, without the slightest friendship.Even though he said so, he still estimated Fu Que's face, this time he came back from the secular world, Ling Yue could see it more clearly.Know that false hope is crueler than despair.

"Eldest brother, you..." Why did Fu Que change so much after coming back this time, Ling Yue interrupted Fu Que's words before she could say it.

Ling Yue looked at the hidden concern in Fu Que's eyes and said: "Since my junior sister is injured, I don't need to practice any more today, let's go back and rest!" Ling Yue really didn't have any affair with Fu Que.

"...Okay." Fu Que lowered her head and turned to leave, but her voice was a little whimpering.

"Ling Duan, stop." Ling Yue frowned and said to Ling Duan and Ling Chuan, "Ling Chuan, you injured your fellow disciples for no reason, so I ordered you to go to the Sutra Pavilion to copy the scriptures for three months, but there is no objection."

"No." Lingchuan clenched the sword in his hand, lowered his head to hide the dissatisfaction and hatred in his eyes and said, his eyes were surprisingly red.

"Do you have any objections?" Ling Yue looked at the other Tianyong City disciples who seemed to be watching the excitement, and asked majesticly, frowning.

"No objection."

"Since that's the case, don't practice on your own."

"Yes!"

It seems that Tianyong City is calm again.

————————————————————————————————————————————

In the Lintian Pavilion, Hongyu looked at Shaogong who was sleeping peacefully on the bed, her eyes were full of doubts and curiosity, could this person be Ouyang Shaogong whom the master was thinking of?It seems nothing special!

The sunlight at this time is just right, and it gently sprinkles on Shaogong's body through the small grid on the window, as if covering Shaogong with a gauze, and the slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow steadily, always with a clear and light The smiling lips were slightly flattened at this time, but they showed another kind of gentleness and moistness, not as warm and moist as jade before, and the spring breeze blowing on the face was like a light floating cloud in the sky, soft and gentle.

Shao Gong's hair was scattered around in a mess, and one of them was quietly entangled with Tu Su's hair, secretly and ambiguously.As for Shao Gong, he was held in Tu Su's arms, and he refused to let go.Tu Su's arm was quite domineering across Shao Gong's waist, and even his head was nestled in Shao Gong's neck as if swearing sovereignty.At this moment, Tu Su looked exceptionally quiet, as if he had never slept soundly.

The sunshine is clear and shallow, and the years are quiet and beautiful. This is the best portrayal of this time.

But this scene was extremely dazzling in Lingchuan's eyes, because the more peaceful they were, the more it made him feel embarrassed.So unwillingness, low self-esteem and anger finally overwhelmed the last rationality.

Everything started according to Shao Gong's idea, and all Shao Gong did was "the years are quiet and good". ?