Black powder self-cultivation

"What do you want to hear?" Lin Tianluo asked, suggesting, "Why don't I sing for you."

"Okay." Lin Qingyu said.

Lin Tianluo shook her head again: "Forget it, I don't sing well, let's tell a story."

"Ok?"

"Would you like to tell a story about how a small person strives to become a big star step by step without relying on unspoken rules or hype?" Lin Tianluo suddenly remembered the culprit who caused her time travel——Duan Lang.

Although Lin Qingyu didn't understand very well, seeing Lin Tianluo was very happy, he nodded in agreement.

So Lin Tianluo began to tell Lin Qingyu the story of Duan Lang's fame with great interest.

As a black fan, those who are black must have reason and evidence, and strive to be a well-educated black fan. Therefore, from his debut to his brilliance, Lin Tianluo is like a treasure in every work of Duan Lang. As long as there is news of Duan Lang, Lin Tianluo will immediately It will appear, and before he knows it, Duan Lang has become a part of Lin Tianluo's life.

After listening, Lin Qingyu smiled and said, "It seems that you admire this man named Duan Lang very much."

Lin Tianluo denied: "Nonsense, it's obviously black."

Lin Qingyu: "Others only see his glory, but you are the only one who always reminds him that he is in the midst of thorns."

"I was pouring cold water on him..."

"It is precisely because of this that he will continue to improve. You don't hate him, but envy him. In fact, you really want to be a hardworking person like him."

Lin Tianluo was taken aback by what he said: "I..." After thinking about it, he really didn't seem to hate Duan Lang.

Duan Lang's efforts are obvious to all. Lin Tianluo has never denied his efforts. Even when someone denies Duan Lang's efforts, he will be the first to rush out to refute.

Because no one understands Duan Lang's efforts better than him.

"After talking for so long, you must be sleepy too. Go to sleep first, and I will accompany you for a while." Lin Tianluo said.

"Okay." Lin Qingyu replied softly, but his eyes were a little dark.That man named Duan Lang...

Never allow others to leave such heavy marks in Luo'er's life!

The surroundings are quiet, and occasionally the sound of dead branches being crushed by white snow can be heard from outside the house.Lin Tianluo was lying on the side of the bed, staring at Lin Qingyu's face without blinking.

This is a face that is so easy to see that no matter whether it is a man or a woman, it will be tempted to see it - the world is always rushing to beauty.

Lin Tianluo is also unavoidable, not to mention that he naturally likes men.

I always feel a little unreal, I am afraid that this is just an illusory dream, and this man named Lin Qingyu will disappear from his life in the blink of an eye.

Lin Tianluo reached out and stroked Lin Qingyu's eyelashes gently.

Softly, rubbing against the fingertips was a little itchy, an indescribable gentle feeling filled the bottom of my heart instantly, but thinking of Lin Qingyu's injuries all over her body, Lin Tianluo paused, and her eyes became a little cold.

He stood up suddenly, bent over to leave a light kiss on Lin Qingyu's forehead, and whispered in his heart: "You are mine, leave a mark." After speaking, his heart seemed to have been wiped with honey. Sugar, almost to the bone.

After Lin Tianluo left, Lin Qingyu suddenly opened his eyes, his eyelashes trembling.

The touch of soft lips and Lin Tianluo's temperature seemed to remain between the brows. The moment she was kissed, there seemed to be a warm current flowing through her body. The corners of Lin Qingyu's mouth rose slightly, and she called out in a low voice, "Luo'er."

It was you who came to my door and entered my heart, and I will never leave again in the future.

Lin Tianluo walked out of the yard, holding the Qingjue sword given to him by his master in his hand, and walked directly down the road, stepping on the snow all the way without a trace, and soon reached the foot of the mountain.

He stayed at the foot of the mountain for a while, then left without stopping until he arrived at Yinhua Villa.

Cangshan has lost the trace of the setting sun, and Yinhua Villa is shrouded in a dark night.Lin Tianluo jumped on the top of the wall, held his breath, watched a group of guards pass by under the wall, then jumped straight into the yard, flying over the eaves and walls, and stopped outside the old owner's house.

A woman complained from inside the house: "Our son's bones were broken, and we only need [-] sticks to settle the matter. It's too cheap for them, but you are still the owner of a village, so it's really useless. "

"What do you know?" The old villa owner scolded softly, "The one who was beaten was the chief disciple of the Tianshan School, a personal disciple who was doted on in the palm of his hand by Master Tianji. Beating him this time is already enough for us. Save face. Our Yu'er is really messing around, even molesting people from the Tianshan faction, it's all because you spoiled him."

"You're still blaming me, aren't you used to it?" The woman immediately became unhappy when she heard that, "I don't know who usually protects him and lets him do his best outside."

"You—" the old owner choked.

An unaccountable account, a loving mother who loses her son, and a "loving father", it's no wonder that a lawless son like Lu Yu will be favored.Lin Tianluo shook his head, swept his body away, left the roof, and turned to the residence of the young master Lu Yu.

The owner of the young village was losing his temper, and a group of maidservants knelt on the ground. The leader was a little bolder, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master, you should eat some at least..."

"What to eat, I can't do anything now, I'm like a waste. You, go and find me some beautiful teenagers to serve me."

"This..." The servant girl was in a dilemma, and suggested, "The old master told you that you are not allowed to associate with men anymore. Why don't you find some smart girls to serve you."

"Get out!" The young owner was furious, and pushed all the dishes on the table to the ground.

The maids tidied up in a panic, and the owner of the young village immediately yelled angrily: "Don't tidy up, all get out!"

No matter how dare the servants touch his bad luck again, they ran faster than the other, and soon only the young master and the messy cups and dishes were left in the room.

Lin Tianluo clicked his tongue and pushed open the door. The owner of the young village raised his eyes violently, and shouted, "I didn't tell you to get out...how could it be you?"

Lin Tianluo quickly popped out a finger wind, sealed his dumb acupoint, and blinked: "It's me, I'm here to serve the Young Master."

The owner of the Shaozhuang opened his eyes wide in horror, and there was a whining sound in his throat. His face was blue and white. Obviously, the appearance of Lin Tianluo reminded him of the severe pain when his ribs were broken.

He was terrified of this boy!

Lin Tianluo leisurely closed the door behind him, avoiding the mess all over the floor and walked towards the owner of the young village. Suddenly, his footsteps paused, and he bent over to pick up the silver jug ​​on the ground, and glanced at the owner of the young village. .

The owner of the young village shuddered at his gaze.

Some of the wine in the jug was spilled, and there was still half a jug left.Lin Tianluo picked up another white porcelain wine glass, filled it with wine, pulled a chair and sat down next to the young owner.

The young master was seriously injured and couldn't move, so he could only look at him with frightened eyes.

"Drink." Lin Tianluo said without raising his eyelids.

The young owner hummed and shook his head.

"Afraid that I will poison you?" Lin Tianluo raised his eyelids and glanced at him lazily. All the wine was poured into his mouth, "It's really worrying, I personally serve you, and I don't appreciate it."

The young master was choked and coughed violently, and there were bursts of pain from the broken bone, which made him turn pale.

Lin Tianluo looked at his miserable appearance with tears in his eyes, and finally felt that the breath that blocked his heart had been relieved, but these were not enough. He did not forget the scars on Lin Qingyu's body, so he looked at the young master's His eyes became more and more gloomy.

The young owner was shocked by his stare.

"Undress." Lin Tianluo said lightly.

The owner of the Shaozhuang raised his head and looked at him in fear and surprise, his eyes were full of humiliation.

Lin Tianluo snorted slightly: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in your dirty body." His eyes suddenly turned cold, "Why, do you want me to serve you personally?"

The Shaozhuang owner shook his head, with tears in his eyes, trembling hands, and tremblingly took off his robe under Lin Tianluo's spotlight-like eyes.

Lin Tianluo was satisfied. Seeing that he had a tendency to stop, he said coldly: "Continue to take off until you take off."

The owner of the young village groaned twice, and with a face full of grievances, he took off all the clothes on his body, and lay down on the soft couch with his buttocks and chest bare, shivering.

Lin Tianluo glanced at him, and said leisurely: "It's so cold with a brazier in the room?" He pondered slightly, "You reminded me." He got up and walked towards the brazier, looked around for a while, picked up the water basin on the shelf, and made a thud , The whole pot of water was poured into the brazier, and then he walked towards the window, raised his hand and opened all four windows and doors, and suddenly the cold wind rushed to his face, blowing away the heat in the room.

Turning around, Lu Yu was shaking on the soft couch, trying to pull the thin blanket towards him.

Lin Tianluo's eyes sharpened, and he reprimanded in a low voice: "You dare to cover it and try."

Lu Yu, the owner of the Shaozhuang, shook his hands and dared not move.

Lin Tianluo moved a desk to him, took a pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put it away, and said in a low voice, "If I beat you again in your current state, you will die..."

The young master nodded wildly.

"But senior brother was beaten because of you, I really can't swallow this breath, how about this, you write a letter of apology to my senior brother, until I am satisfied."

The young owner was taken aback.apology letter?

"Write or not?" Lin Tianluo's voice became cold.

Write!Of course write!The young master nodded quickly, picked up the brush pitifully, and glanced at Lin Tianluo.

He won't!

Lin Tianluo rolled up his sleeves and rubbed the ink. Seeing him not moving for a long time, he couldn't help scolding: "What are you dawdling for? Or do you want me to beat you up?"

The owner of the young village shook his head in horror, and quickly leaned down/body began to write. The cold wind kept blowing in from the window, which made him shiver. The nib of the pen fell on the paper, and the words were crooked as he trembled.

Lin Tianluo didn't even look at what he wrote, snatched the letter paper, crushed it, and said coldly: "Unqualified, write again."

The young owner nodded in fear, never wishing those servants to come back as quickly as now.Of course, after those servants were ordered by him to get out, even if there were a thousand or ten thousand guts, they would not dare to come back.

It's like lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot.

Woohoo, the young village owner was tearful, not daring to shake anymore, and wrote a letter of apology stroke by stroke, hoping that the evil god in front of him would forgive him sooner.

"Why are the words so ugly, rewrite!"

"Sincerity is not enough, rewrite!"

"The paper is all crumpled by you, it's so ugly, rewrite it!"

"The ink is blurred, rewrite!"

……

……

Lin Tianluo ordered to rewrite it over and over again, and the owner of the young villa was shivering with cold, his lips turned white, and he didn't dare to resist, so he could only tremble with tears in his eyes, and wrote over and over again.