The story of silver lock and golden bell gl

But Jin Ling came over and said in a low voice: "Sometimes I also think, you have done many things to me...you can't bear it yourself, how can you do it to me?"

Silver Lock backed away, and Jin Ling held her hand and followed, "Have you ever thought... that one day you will still be on your body?"

This white-skinned beard is red from the neck, and the earlobe is red like coral.

Jin Ling licked the coral beads, and asked in a low voice: "Little junior sister, you are such an expert, you can actually make people hear the sound of breathing, are you insane?"

Yinsuo's breath became more and more urgent, as if he could no longer bear it, and wanted to hide back, but he didn't move for a long time.

Jin Ling stepped back, saw her eyes closed, smiled slightly, took the dagger from her hand, picked up a piece of meat, and ate it.

Yinsuo opened his eyes, his face full of resignation, and he refused to lower his face to beg Jinling to come back and continue.

Jin Ling picked up a piece of meat and fed it to her. Seeing her bite down hard, she said softly, "I have to finish some work before I can accompany you."

"I'm not here to play with you, I'm here to feed you, and I'll leave after you finish eating."

Jin Ling slowed down instead, not only put down the knife, but also took out a plain white handkerchief to wipe her mouth.

"Master, what are you doing? Can't you eat?"

Jin Ling said indifferently: "Leave you."

Yinsuo bit his lower lip, thought for a moment, and then said: "Seeing that Senior Sister is not good, I left early in a fit of anger, do you believe it?"

Jin Ling smiled and said: "I don't believe it, no matter where you come back from today, you always want to drop by to meet me, don't you? If that's the case, you..."

She suddenly stopped, Yinsuo was puzzled, and turned to look at her.

"Just stay one night before leaving..." Jin Ling's voice gradually dropped.Yinsuo usually only appeared at night, but today she came out during the day. Presumably, she had other tasks, so Jinling was not sure if she would really be able to sleep quietly with her for a night as usual today.

It is almost the snowing season, but the snow has not come down for a long time.

Yinsuo also didn't nod for a long time, and only said: "Elder Sister, eat quickly."

Jin Ling lowered her head without saying a word, concentrating on destroying the bag of meat in front of her.Seeing that there were fewer and fewer slices of meat in the oiled paper, Jin Ling also ate more slowly, Yinsuo didn't rush her, but only watched Jin Ling fixedly while she was concentrating on eating the meat.

There was only the last piece left, and Jinling hesitated to give it to her mouth. She raised her head to meet Yinsuo's gaze, and finally handed it over.

Yinsuo bit off the piece of meat, chewed it quietly for a while, frowned and said, "It's cold, and the fishy smell has come up."

Jin Ling shook her head: "I like it very much..."

Yinsuo took a deep breath, and was about to get up to leave, but Jinling grabbed his wrist again.The soft and dry hand pressed against the back of her hand, and she immediately lost any desire to leave.

"Are you leaving now?"

Yinsuo nodded, and said: "I have other things to do... Don't worry, elder sister, she won't threaten Wushan."

Jin Ling sighed softly.

Silver Lock picked up the plain white handkerchief scattered on the table, moved closer to wipe the corners of Jin Ling's mouth, touched it lightly, and said with a smile, "I'll come to you the day after tomorrow."

Jinling knew that she couldn't keep her, so she didn't force her anymore.She lit the palace lantern next to her, stretched out her hand and said to Yinsuo, "I'll see you off."

Silver Lock put his hand in her hand, and she pulled it up.She didn't know whether she was trying to control her strength or not, Silver Lock was brought into Jin Ling's embrace, she struggled to push it away, but felt more and more unwilling to leave.

Jin Ling pulled her to the window, opened the window herself, a gust of wind passed in front of her, Silver Lock had jumped out, tapped lightly on the small holes along the way, and slid to the bottom of the wall like a feather .

Under the dim sky, the silver lock dressed in black mixed into the dense forest, and soon disappeared.There seemed to be a wall in the sky, which was still slowly descending, a gleam of light seeped through the cracks in the clouds, Jinling opened another window, and the cold wind came in, she walked back to the table where Yinsuo sat There is still warmth, but people are gone.

When Han'er came in with the food, he exclaimed, "Why is it so cold! Why didn't the young master close the window?"

As she spoke, she put down the food box and walked over to close the windows.

Jin Ling asked a few questions casually, Han'er saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly found an excuse to back out, Jin Ling smiled slightly, finished the meal by herself, and began to look through the correspondence and account books on the table.

The snow finally fell from the sky, and Jin Ling began to count the time silently in her heart since Yin Suo left, and the day after tomorrow would be twenty-four hours later.

When she crawled out of the bathtub, she heard the sound of Zishi's drum, and murmured, "It must be only twenty-one hours since I woke up from this sleep..."

Of the palace lanterns in the room, only the ones at the four corners of the bedroom were still on. She swiped out the candles and shrank into the cold blanket.

The next day, the snow became heavier and heavier, and the flakes that fell like salt last night had formed a separatist force today, falling in groups.

Jin Lingzi only went to bed when she was young, and it was inevitable that she would only wake up when the time was right. Now this season is the busiest time for the workshop, and the children of Wushan who are in the slack season have already started to practice. Silent bamboo forest.

I don't know where the silver lock is, are they waiting for the snow to stop or are they rushing in the wind and snow, can the lightness kung fu of their Mingjiao disciples really be able to step on the snow without a trace?If not, what if someone found her trail?

She was thinking about the silver lock in her heart, and the move in her hand inevitably became a knife technique.No matter how big the snowball is twisted in, it will gradually turn into powder, and the spinning snow powder will reveal the sword energy around her, like a charming and agile living creature.

Han'er saw this spectacle from a distance, thought there was some strange phenomenon, and hurriedly tugged Lian'er's arm, Lian'er took a closer look, and said: "Look carefully, who is it?"

Han'er took a closer look and saw that Jin Ling was dressed in white, mixed in the snow, and seemed to have melted into one with the wind and snow, so she exclaimed: "Is the young master's kung fu so terrifying? I've never heard of anyone doing this before."

Lian'er got angry, "Of course Master Xing can, who told you to be lazy every time it snows, so naturally you can't see Master Xing practicing in the snow."

"It's cold..." Han'er smiled obsequiously, "Sister Lian, you have good eyesight, how long do you think the young master will have to practice before he can catch up with the master?"

Lian Er said: "You need to keep your mouth tight before I tell you."

"I've always been very strict."

Lian'er sighed, and said: "Xingzhu once said that the young master practiced Bing Xin Concentration eight years earlier than him. It is possible that the master's skill is profound, much deeper than the young master, and the master is also diligent. It's just that the master is in the end. With inconvenient legs and feet, it can't be compared to the young master with sound limbs and youthful vigor. I think I can only find out after a fight."

"Hmph, I'll ask Duke Dai."

Lian'er shook her head, seeing that Han'er's eyes were straightened, she said: "It's useless for you to envy the young master, you need to practice hard to make progress."

"The young master is pretty, so I'll take a look. When did I say I want to learn?"

"You ah you..."

A few years ago, Han'er was considered a good player. For a while, she claimed that she dared to be the second among the younger generation, and only Jinling dared to be the first. Killing nothing left, and then being defeated by Xiang Yaochen's tricks, he deeply felt the gap between himself and Jinling, so he changed to study art of war out of anger.

Jin Ling practiced her saber in the heavy snow, although she was blinded by the snow all over her body, she could clearly hear what the two little maids said.

The sword wind slowed down, but the snow flakes around her body fell to the ground after she stopped for a long time. Han'er admired it in her heart, and showed it clearly on her face.

Jin Ling asked: "How is Han'er learning recently?"

Lian'er covered her mouth and smiled, "I've memorized the book of war."

Jin Ling said: "No busy, I'll check."

Han'er opened his eyes wide, and asked: "Young Master, how do you test the method? Do you memorize it? I have memorized the Six Secret Secrets and Three Strategies by heart."

Jin Ling shook her head slightly, handed the iron sword in her hand to Han'er, and said, "Two moves."

Han'er was startled and said: "Young master, I learned the art of war, not martial arts! Besides, why am I the young master's opponent?"

Jin Ling clasped her hands in her sleeves and said: "I don't make a killing move, you just let go and attack. If I separate my hands, I will be considered a loser."

Han'er was about to retreat, but Lian'er sincerely wanted to see her make a fool of herself, so she pushed her from behind.She fell in front of Jinling and stabbed out with her straight sword, Jinling only took half a step back, without using her lightness kung fu, she easily dodged.

Han'er stabbed again, but she was afraid of the majesty of Jinling, so she stabbed crookedly, without any shape.Jin Ling shook her head, stepped on the Jiugong step, walked around Han'er's back twice, stepped into her knee with one foot, and stomped the unsuspecting Han'er to her knees.

"Young master...Young master, why am I your opponent?"

Jin Ling sighed: "If you don't fight, you will lose, of course you are not my opponent."

"I, I... my temple is too big!"

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. Don't you ever consider the morale of both sides when making calculations?"

"This……"

"Stand up. Didn't you used to be very good at fighting? Why does the more you learn the art of war, the more cowardly you become?"

Han'er nodded heavily, stood up again, made a slight gesture of starting, and attacked Jinling again.

Jin Ling nodded slightly, and dodged at will, dodging all of Han'er's attacks.She didn't fight back, Han'er's set of swordsmanship was not disturbed by anyone, making it handy, as if she was performing moves to others.

Jin Ling's hands were still clasped in his sleeves, at this moment he suddenly said: "If you are willing to go farther with the 'Bashan Chuyu' move, you can force me to let go with the 'Yunmeng Fishing' move."

Han'er's forehead was already steaming hot, he was holding his breath, how could he be as calm as Jinling?With great difficulty, she managed to squeeze out a few words: "Temporary changes... there will inevitably be... flaws."

Jin Ling said: "The five elements have no permanent victories, the four seasons have no permanent positions, the day has its length, and the moon has its life and death."

She walked around behind Han'er again, Han'er learned how to be good this time, seeing the golden bell disappearing from his sight, she took a step forward, taking advantage of the situation and repeated the move "Bashan Chuyu", halfway through, boldly Transformed into "Yunmeng Fishing", with different steps, with a flick of the wrist, he pointed at Jinling's sleeve and swiped across.

The author has something to say: If you are free, if you don’t continue to write for a day, you won’t be able to get back the hand feeling... Yesterday I barely wrote 3k, and I also counted the part I wrote on my mobile phone on the subway, and I locked 2k. I haven't come out of the little black room for two hours...