stand out from the crowd

Once, the only time...

I couldn't speak, I couldn't hear, and the next moment he really leaned in and bowed his head to kiss her.But at this moment, I no longer lost all my force as in the past, and subconsciously attacked him with both hands, but he grabbed my hands with his backhand and clasped them tightly behind me, his movements became more and more violent.I tried my best to retreat and struggle, but he only leaned closer and tighter.I just feel dizzy in front of my eyes, the world will be destroyed in the next moment, and the nightmare will repeat itself...

I could barely utter one word: "Put it..." but he stopped me again.He took a step forward, locked me on the chair behind him, grasped the veins of my arms with one hand, and slowly moved up with the other hand, caressing my cheek.That gentle movement made my heart skip a beat, like a sharp knife piercing my heart.At this moment, I am just like a drowning person, falling into the whirlpool and gradually being swallowed up.

Sure enough, his hand moved towards my neckline... I don't know where I got the strength to break free, but he clasped my shoulder firmly with his backhand.Despair was already in my heart, but I suddenly heard a shout from the courtyard: "Is senior brother here?"

The author has something to say: The leader of the left leader fell into the endless loop of "why I shot him" and crashed.Subconsciously, the head of the sect never thought of hurting Linghu Chong.

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The boss is getting more and more hentai, "I believe no one has done this direction, you can do it." The author is going to dedicate himself to Mr. Saines.

Section No.40

Accompanied by a clear knock on the door, the sound of Qingsong came into the room, like a thunderstorm falling on my ears.Linghu Chong let go of me abruptly.

He staggered back to the side, lowered his head and did not speak.I hurriedly covered my face with my sleeve, wiped away the traces of Cai Cai, suppressed all emotions and expressions, and said hoarsely: "Third Junior Brother, please come in."

Qing Song walked in, but saw Linghu Chong and I were both there, and said in surprise: "Senior brother, is Chong'er also there? Did you bother senior brother just now?"

A trace of hot embarrassment floated on my face.Although he was thankful that his arrival interrupted Linghu Chong who had been caught in a demon and was in a frenzy, but because he didn't know anything, he asked so embarrassingly.But I didn't feel like having a fit, so I just lowered my eyes and said: "It's nothing serious at all. The third junior brother came here this time, but I don't know why?"

Qing Song smiled and said: "There is no one else, it's just a door job." After saying that, he handed me the stack of papers in his hand, and I took it with my hand.Qingsong lowered his head slightly, and couldn't help asking in surprise: "When did senior brother get hurt?" Following his gaze, I saw a bruise made by Linghu Chong when he clasped my wrist with force, which was a little eye-catching under the light.I shrunk subconsciously, hid my wrists in my long sleeves, concealed the fear in my heart, and said lightly: "It's nothing, just practicing martial arts, it will be fine in a few days."

Hearing my answer, Qingsong didn't doubt that he was there, so he left.I suddenly stopped him and said: "Junior brother, from tomorrow onwards you will take Chong'er with you and be in charge of my Huashan disciple's martial arts performance." Qingsong was slightly startled, then understood what I meant, and said with a smile: "Yes , Chong'er is no longer young by the eyes. It's still the senior brother who is thoughtful."

Linghu Chong didn't say a word, as if he acquiesced to the matter.I didn't say a deeper reason.Apart from the fact that Linghu Chong is the eldest disciple of this generation, and should start coordinating inside and outside the mountain gate, and because I know his temperament well, I am really afraid that he will leave the mountain and wander in the rivers and lakes again.It's time for him to calm down, so that his life won't be ruined because of this evil relationship.

I said again: "There is a lot of old things backlogged at the foot of the mountain, I'm afraid I have to go down the mountain to deal with them myself. In the next few months, Ling... to guide Chong'er, please pay more attention to you and the fourth junior brother."

Linghu Chong raised his head abruptly, stared at me for a long time, then slowly lowered his head.Junior Brother Qingsong said: "Senior brother, don't worry. Junior brother and I will do our best."

Linghu Chong said in a muffled voice: "Yes." Then he followed Qingsong out.After I saw the door closed, my tense nerves just relaxed, and I sat on the chair weakly.

I raised my hand and slowly covered my eyes, blocking the bright light in the room.In the dark, I just felt physically and mentally exhausted, extremely bitter, and I muttered to myself in my heart, what should I do about this relationship?What should I do with Linghu Chong? ...

I don't know how long I sat on the chair, I was in a trance, and I was about to lose consciousness in the next second, and I fell into a deep sleep, but I was still struggling between awake and drowsy, and all my thoughts fell into a subtle blank.I suddenly withdrew my hand and slowly stood up, recovering my strength little by little, the tabletop touched by my fingertips was extremely cold.My mind was in chaos, and I couldn't do any thinking yet, but it seemed that someone had already given orders for me in the dark, and I clearly knew what to do.

The night passed without knowing it, and the morning came quietly.I went out with my sword in hand, found Ji Qian, and after giving instructions like yesterday, I went down the mountain.

Most of my orthodox sects follow Taoism and Buddhism.One pays attention to being out of the world and doing nothing, and the other explains that everything is empty. Both advocate being out of the world and standing above the ordinary.Because there is nothing to hinder him, so there is no encumbrance, and only with that kind of sincerity and forgetfulness can one get a glimpse of the ultimate martial arts.

But I am not opposed to this world, but I am used to the clean life on the mountain, so when I entered the world, I could not avoid the illusion that things are right and people are wrong.Since ancient times, all the heads of the Huashan School have been loyal to the way of swordsmanship. It is really rare for me to go down the mountain to examine the secular practice.This time I walked down the mountain, although it is partly due to the undecided matter of the Five Sacred Sword Alliance, the wind in the world is tense, and it is about to move.But it was also because of that person on the mountain that made me feel so distraught that I couldn't avoid it.

I thought that after the second life, I should be able to see my nature clearly.There should no longer be anything in the world that can stain my heart with dust.But I didn't expect to have such entanglements in this life, and because of this inner demon, which was like a net, gradually invaded my heart, and it was no longer as clear as before.

A gentleman is innocent.Out of the mud but not stained, clean ripples but not demon.But being an innocent person is easier said than done!If one can get rid of the shackles all over the body, devote himself to the mountains and fields, and be accompanied by the sword every day, it will be the fastest life in life.However, there are seniors on the top who support each other with all their strength, and enterprises on the bottom rely on them. Since a man is in his position and shoulders heavy responsibilities, he should work hard, how can he abandon the responsibility and ignore it.

Between being born and entering the world, it shows that the choice in the world is difficult.

The surface of the lake in front of my eyes was sparkling, flickering with fragments of light, extremely peaceful.It was half past time, and the fisherman came home late, and I stood silently by the boat, but for some reason I saw a faint glimpse of the man smiling in the waves.The demons in the heart will never be calmed down again.I suddenly had to admit that he really fell into my heart.

Everything in the world and me are not worth thinking over and over again.I knew from myself why this lingering complex thought came about.

People in the world choose one way, and they walk alone.And I am, of course, contradictory.Born in the orthodox sword sect of Xuanmen, he walks in the world of chivalry, but he believes in Confucianism and adheres to something that is incompatible with martial arts.Occasionally, a person wakes up and introspects, or smiles wryly and feels that there have been many dreams for so many years, and nothing can be left behind.

And the world is full of misery and chaos.The rare joy and joy are hard to part with.

I closed my eyes, Linghu Chong's frowns and smiles from childhood to adulthood appeared clearly in front of my eyes.It seemed that the next moment, the faint "Master" would tremble through the air and linger in my ears.I opened my eyes, and the mountains and rivers in front of me were picturesque, which provoked countless people to write poems and talk about the world with laughter.But without him.He was forced to stay on the mountain by me.My heart suddenly felt sour, my chest felt slightly hot, and I almost burst into tears.

He has been rebellious for so many years, but he has never really heard a word from me.

Since I was a child, I have rarely cared for people. Although the master in the mountain gate loves me, but after all, because of the seriousness of the sect, there are few sincere cares.Although my peers treat me with respect, because I am the first disciple of my sect, I respect more than love, so I seldom get close.Because of my status as the head of the sect, the disciples of the next generation dare not act presumptuously.Only Linghu Chong, who has been with me for more than twenty years, knows my likes and dislikes, and always cares about me.Except for him, there is no one in the world who is so close to me.

But he had such thoughts again.He treated me very well, but he hurt me deeply.

There are too many secular worlds under the mountain. When it fills up all my thoughts, I am absorbed in the trivial and complicated, and I hardly have time to spare.Busyness brings a different kind of calm, so that one's thoughts will not stay in any place, and there are always bumps and bumps to push me forward.But once it is empty, it doesn't take long, it is only an inch or a moment, but it will still go back involuntarily.

I wanted to rely on the distance to give me a little respite, but I didn't expect it to become more and more chaotic.The calmness I maintain on the surface cannot dispel the dark tide in my heart after all, just like this mirror lake with gentle breeze.But in my heart I was so startled that the name floated up again: Linghu Chong...

I don't know if it's resentment or hatred, anger or powerlessness at this moment, maybe it's all gone.When I was young, I also had a lot of expectations for love, hoping that it would be sweet and the joy of getting to know each other.I used to think that for a moment I would meet that person. The sun may not be soft, the weather may be summer or winter, but the throbbing will spread throughout the body, warming the lonely world that has been frozen for too long.Now I only feel that love is full of bitterness, and love is all desolate and crazy.

All the hatred that I thought would be engraved in my heart disappeared completely in the sorrow I realized.However, longing, but finally lingering hard to go.I kept saying that I would forget him, but I knew that he was right, and I would never forget him.

He has occupied half of my life, but he still wants the rest of his life.That sentence of eternity that was interrupted by me in the middle of his utterance in public, now that I think about it, it hurts my heart like a knife.The most unreliable thing in the world is the oath, and forever, after all, is too far away.He can't let it go, and I can't let it go.

I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, the lake breeze is cool and refreshing, but it can't blow away the depression in my heart.Suddenly, there was an ethereal sound of the piano faintly coming from the depths of the lake, which contained an indescribable joy, and my heart moved slightly.I listened attentively, and it turned out to be "The Song of Swordsman" that Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang once played together.

Time changes, after a farewell, the world of mortals suddenly has another few years.

Following the sound of the piano, in the misty lake, I came to the shore at the foot of a mountain.The green bamboos on the shore are shaded, green and vigorous, and you can faintly see the corner of the cornice of the pavilion in the bamboo forest.I got off the boat and walked slowly, with a complex feeling of meeting an old friend floating in my heart.Walked in, but saw a figure in Tsing Yi in the pavilion from a distance, sitting in front of the piano case, with the bamboo curtain half-drawn.

I just stayed outside like this, silently hearing the end of a song.The lingering sound of the piano lingers endlessly, but the two of us are silent.

The people in the pavilion stood up, and I saw the sunlight slipping down quietly in the green bamboo shadows, and the woman in palace attire walked out of the pavilion with picturesque eyebrows, a faint smile, dignified and generous.My heart froze, but it wasn't Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang who played the music just now, but Ren Yingying.If I had seen someone from the Devil's Cult in the past, although I would not have drawn my sword immediately, I would hardly have liked them.Only now, I feel disheartened and lazy, but I feel that it is meaningless to care about these things of righteousness, not to mention that the clean is cleared by itself, and she can be regarded as old with me.

She bowed: "I don't know that Senior Yue came here, and the sound of Yingying's piano is so vulgar, disturbing Senior's elegance."

I said: "There is no need to be too polite. It was Yue who took the liberty."

This is the first time I saw Ren Yingying's real face, even if I was as calm as me, I couldn't help being slightly moved.However, thinking that I misunderstood her because of Linghu Chong, I couldn't help feeling a little guilty.He also thought about Linghu Chong's thrilling experience of going down the mountain in the past few years, and he apologized again, and said: "Miss Ren, because I have not disciplined her properly, the naughty person has caused a lot of trouble for the girl, I hope the girl will not mind it. Yuemou hereby apologizes gone."

Ren Yingying quickly stretched out her hand to support me, and generally saluted me: "Senior Yue, you can't help it. The friendship between Yingying and Brother Linghu is a blessing that has been cultivated for a few lifetimes, so it can't be called trouble. Brother Linghu is anxious. He is a man of righteousness and righteousness. Every time Yingying gets along with him, even though she is extremely happy, she still feels ashamed."

I thought of her affection for Linghu Chong, and I understood why the self-pity in her words came from, and saw the sadness on her face, but I didn't know how complicated feelings arose.I certainly don't expect Linghu Chong to get married with her as I once guessed, but compared to the current unresolved situation, I would rather the reality is as I guessed in the past...

The author has something to say: Since ancient times, the turning point has killed meow

I am already dead, burning papers for small things, summoning souls for small things, and digging graves for big things...

No.40 Section Two

I whispered: "Miss Ren, don't underestimate yourself, a naughty guy can't be praised like a girl..." With deep affection.

Ren Yingying understood what I said, but she smiled and sighed again: "Senior is my identity, isn't there half a barrier?"

I remained silent for a while, then replied: "In this world, who is good and who is bad, whether you can be friends or be respected, Yue has his own decision." Whether it is a demon religion or an orthodox religion, after all, good and evil are in the heart.

In today's disintegrated martial arts world, the boundaries between good and evil, good and evil have long been blurred and unclear.Although there are good people in the Righteous Way, the Devil's Cult is not completely evil, so why bother to have an unswerving heart because of secular prejudice.There have always been quite a few people who have made friends with righteous demons. Could it be that all righteous people are tempted by his demon way?When I first knew her identity, I was naturally afraid and resisted, not because of ancient prejudices, but because Linghu Chong would be strongly blocked by the righteous way when he made friends with her.

It's just that some of the hidden rules of the past have finally lost their bottom line in the smoky struggle in the martial arts world.Fighting with each other and overthrowing sects happen all the time. Compared with the ugly side exposed in this kind of internal friction, compared with the human crimes in the devil's sect, which one is better or worse, and who is more tolerant of the other?

And when I really let go of all worldly burdens, I will be serious.While talking, they knew that even though Ren Yingying came from the Devil's Cult, she was indeed a woman with a rare Lan Xinhui quality in the world, so she faintly felt reverence for it.

She sighed: "Senior Yue is so transparent and sympathetic, no wonder he can teach such a good disciple as Brother Linghu. In these years, Brother Linghu treated me like a family member, and it is true that there is a negative for Yingying's delusions!"

My heart trembled, the guess I had was finally confirmed in her mouth, and it gave birth to all kinds of feelings.But she said again: "Senior, I know that Brother Linghu has fallen in love with someone already."

In her shocking words, the wall of my heart that I built finally collapsed.Maintaining the rigidity on my face, I asked with a tremor in my tone that only I could hear, "You said... what?"

Ren Yingying lowered her eyes halfway, and said: "Brother Linghu talks and smiles calmly when he is with me and the others, but when he is alone, he often looks sad and drunk. After he saved my father, my father asked him if he wanted to get married. He flatly refused. Although he refused to say the person's name, the tenderness in his eyes couldn't be hidden from me after all."

I was in a daze before my eyes, whether the irresistible melancholy in Linghu Chong's unruly temperament and the reason for my love for wine, which puzzled me so much, all came from his thoughts that he dared not speak out.Everything is because of me.He was determined to encounter frequent crises in the martial arts, and to fight through dangerous situations, so he never had the will to die.I am afraid that such feelings would not only make me feel entangled, but also make him extremely desperate.I only saw him giving up on himself, but I never thought about the reason why he was alienated from me. Now I was suddenly awakened by Ren Yingying's words, and I was full of thousands of thoughts, and I didn't know how to feel.

Ren Yingying said: "Senior Yue, my father once guessed that brother Linghu is only in his 20s, how could he secretly harbor such loneliness and bitterness in his heart. Brother Linghu has always respected the teacher very much, so he would not dare to say that The name of the person, I am afraid that Senior Yin Yue will never agree to it."

I took a deep breath, but it was extremely bitter in the dark, but the two of them could see clearly.It's just someone Linghu Chong admires, how can I agree.Master and apprentice, Duanxiu, Zhengdao, Jianghu... There are many obstacles between me and him.Even if he dared to cross over, but no matter how sincere and fiery emotion, before the coldness of reality, how much can he survive in the end.

"However, I don't know the origin of the love, and it goes deeper and deeper. I see that the senior is not a person who abides by the dogma, so I should understand a thing or two. Although I don't know what kind of outstanding person can make him emotional, but if the senior can forgive him That affection is not in vain for Yingying to meet her senior today."

She suddenly smiled sadly: "If Brother Linghu can really stay with the one he loves forever, it will be very good."

Under her clear and earnest gaze, I couldn't say anything, only silence.The meaning of exhaustion quietly hit my heart.Linghu Chong's affection for me is just like Ren Yingying's sincerity towards him, both are hopeless.However, Ren Yingying didn't know anything after all.She doesn't understand how all the thoughts in my heart overlap and rise at this moment, and how every inch is broken into feathers and scattered away.She couldn't understand it.How dangerous, how obscure, and how intense and heavy Linghu Chong's emotion is.She was an outsider after all.

She didn't even know who the person she was talking about was.And how... how could I... answer her.

My long silence seemed to make her a little uneasy, she called out again: "Senior, I—"

I turned my head and asked: "I don't know if the girl knows, how is Brother Liu?" Ren Yingying seemed to know that this matter should not be forced, so she changed the subject and answered me about Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang's retreat.I just realized that her music score was given by the two of them for their life-saving grace, but in the past, Dajiang Rulian and the qin and Xiao played harmoniously, but today she is alone playing the qin in the remote bamboo forest. Although it is the same piece of music, I am afraid that everyone The artistic conception is also far behind.

The world is short, and after all, there is only one person who comes and goes.

However, although I am used to loneliness, I am also in this world, and unknowingly, I have a fetter.I've been avoiding him for so long, and there's no solution after all, it's time to tell him clearly...His affection, his sincerity, I'm not ruthless after all, no one can know, no one can be unaffected.However, it was because of that faint movement, because of that undeniable shaking, that I was trapped in this self-built cage, and it was difficult to move forward.

However, this road is very difficult to walk after all.

When saying goodbye to her, I thought twice, and finally said in a low voice: "What Miss Ren said, Yue...will consider it." I turned around and left with my sword.I am the only one who understands how flustered my heart was when I said this.The true qi in the body is unstable and ups and downs due to the turbulence of the mind, and it circulates around in the tendons and veins.In the past few months, I have been struggling and thinking uncontrollably, but because of this conversation with Ren Yingying, the demons in my heart are aroused, and all of them erupt.

I staggered to the lake, but it was hard to control myself and stay awake.I am on the verge of losing control very dangerously at this moment, and everything is involuntary.I can no longer control my consciousness. In my perception, everything around me has disappeared, leaving only chaos, which is difficult to see clearly.I held my sword and ran around in it, but I couldn't get out no matter what.I don't know where I came to, let alone what I did.

Scenes of Linghu Chong's past laughter, cunning and smart demeanor came before his eyes, and he asked me shyly, "Master, do you still remember?" Then he smiled so sadly and said, "Master, I'm sorry, I like it." You"... His dark eyes, desperate eyes, and fiery eyes flashed and flickered in front of my eyes and merged into one.I closed my eyes, but his voice still came from "Master...", I let go of the sword in my hand, let it slide and fall to the ground, covered my ears, but the emotions that were like threads of silk continued to flow freely. It spread from the bottom of my heart, swept my whole body, and couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

It was as if I was bound layer by layer by a big net. The more I struggled, the tighter I was bound, and it was difficult to escape.The thoughts of these days have all turned into a mess of strange figures, lingering around me.It's Linghu Chong, it's me, it's him, it's not him...it's the sword, it's the strange pines and rocks of Mount Hua, it's the cold rain, it's the singing of birds, it's not...it's the fresh wild flowers all over the mountain, it's the flying winter night meteor.I am not me anymore, I have seen the ancient stone meteorites in the dense forest on Mount Hua, and the traces of Chongqing and Chongqing that have passed through the years. I can see everything, but I cannot find myself.

In a trance, I saw a figure standing in front of me, with a gray robe and a long gown, his hair was stained with frost, and his face was as indifferent as a stone sculpture.I cried out: "Uncle Chen!"

But he shook his head, a trace of desolation flashed across his indifferent face.He opened his mouth, and I discerned it carefully, but only heard: "Waiting for the blue sky to fall into the yellow spring... Who will pay for it once you die... Mountains have trees, trees have branches, and your heart is pleasing to the king, you know... Absurd, absurd!" I raised my eyes Looking carefully, I saw that face was blurred like fog, and I couldn't see it clearly.

"It's rare in the world to have true feelings, but it's too late. It's too late to regret." He murmured to himself, but refused to look at me.

But my heart was extremely flustered, and I called him again, asking him what to do.But he didn't answer, just turned around and left, I couldn't catch up with that figure no matter how hard I tried, I could see him drifting away.Suddenly there was another flower in front of my eyes, and there was only a green leafy mountain forest left, and a clear spring at my feet, where there was no half of people.

I stood there dumbfounded, the setting sun dispersed in the forest little by little, the flying dust was dotted with golden light in the dim yellow, not far away the sunset was thousands of miles away, and the pen on the scroll was in the boundless sky, a piece of clarity.The world is short, and the hardest thing to bear is a sincere heart...

Uncle Chen's words were like a slap in the face, enlightening, and the confusion in my heart dissipated in an instant.I couldn't help laughing out loud at myself.

I have been a swordsman for so many years, and my heart has always been firm and not stagnant.Over the past few decades, despite wind and rain, rough roads and rough roads, life and death through crises are countless, but how have they ever hesitated and vacillated like they are today.He has this heart, and my heart is not ruthless, if I still keep avoiding it again and again, how can I live up to the original heart of swordsmanship that "everyone will go to me"!

Forget it, it's better to go back.

I lowered my eyes slightly, but it seemed that Linghu Chong's gentle gaze on me appeared in front of my eyes, only this time I was abnormally awake.I felt a sense of sadness in my heart. He has always respected me since he was a child, but I don't know where this affection comes from, which makes him obsessed.But in this world, I really depend on him for life.After all, he and I are inseparable from each other.

I suddenly realized that Linghu Chong's unbearable emotions have never given birth to the slightest bit of disgust in my heart.What I still feel uneasy and jealous about is his coercive behavior on Blackwood Cliff, not the affection itself.Only that one wrong move made me unable to forgive him.However……

He was good bit by bit in the past, but these past few months kept coming to mind.I often can't help but think of the phrase "no regrets", and I know very well that he will never give up.And in the end, one of us will give in, but that person has never been him over the years...

The author has something to say: this turning point made my hands and feet feel weak

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The author has caught a cold ww the past few days in the south of the Yangtze River has been hot and cold, cloudy and sunny.Everyone take care of yourself

No.40 Three Sections

When I returned to Mount Hua, a whole year had passed.

From the disciples of the mountain gate, I learned that Ji Qian and Linghu Chong had gone to the back mountain, so I walked slowly in the mountain alone.The mountains and trees are still lush, and the stone steps are mottled and carved with traces of light. As time goes by, the familiar pines, cypresses, camellias, and crisp insects have awakened the dusty stories deep in my memory.My heart slowly calmed down. In the landscape of splashed ink rendered by the breeze, it was like a wanderer returning home, immersed in the long-lost relief.

When walking to the Martial Arts Arena, I saw a group of Huashan disciples in the sun, wearing gray shirts and short robes, comparing swords with each other in groups of threes and twos.Several direct disciples stood on the high platform, staring down solemnly.Such a scene was extremely familiar, and while the sword light was dancing, the eyes of the group of teenagers were still clear and firm.

There is a hint of joy and faint expectation in my heart, this is my next generation of Huashan.In the past, I was also on the lecture platform like this, but now the people standing there have changed, and the martial arts kung fu has been passed down from generation to generation.

Perhaps this is also the true meaning of life on earth.Swordsmen will be strong and weak, and swordsmanship will be refined and sparse, but this kind of inheritance will not change: chivalry and swordsmanship will always be the color of the world.

Not long after I stood aside, Gao Genming saw me, and several disciples walked down with great joy, and they all bowed and said: "Greetings, Master!" "Greetings, Senior Master!" I nodded slowly, signaling They continue to practice martial arts.As he walked into the arena, he pointed out the omissions of those disciples' sword skills one by one.Because of my sudden arrival, these disciples were all excited, but they practiced more and more meticulously.

After they finished learning the sword technique, I left a few more personal disciples in the field, intending to test their martial arts.Zai Xu didn't see it, and the swordsmanship of the others has also improved a lot.After I made a point or two from the side, I got excited again, extracted the essence from the Huashan Sword Art, and explained the essence of the sword to several people.On weekdays, Qingsong is always in charge of disciples practicing martial arts in the mountain gate.As for the apprentices taught by me personally, there are only Linghu Chong, Lao Denuo and Gao Genming who have worshiped under my sect.It's just that Linghu Chong was brought up by me, while Lao Denuo and Gao Genming didn't often receive my teachings because I was busy with martial arts all the year round.

There was a sudden movement in my heart, and I felt that I turned my head slightly, and saw Linghu Chong's figure appeared under the shadow of a tree not far away.After a long time, when we looked at each other from a distance, I suddenly felt a little nervous in my heart.

After explaining the sword technique to a few people, I put away the sword and said, "Let's go here! I have something to discuss with your big brother, you go back and understand it yourself."

They all retreated, and in an instant, only Linghu Chong and I were left in the martial arts arena.I turned my head, and saw him standing under the tree with his sword in his arms, looking straight at me, with a tall and straight figure, and the blazing heat in his eyes almost burned me out.That gaze was so scorching that even though he was standing there quietly, I knew it the moment he appeared.

I suddenly drew my sword and pointed at him: "Compare with me."

He looked at me fixedly, his brown pupils seemed to be sucking in people's hearts, and he agreed: "Yes, Master."

After Linghu Chong finished speaking, he slowly pulled out the sword from the scabbard, and pointed the blade obliquely.He bowed his head and saluted as a senior, before slowly pointing the tip of his sword at me.After that moment, the aura of his whole body quietly changed, as if the endless winter snow and summer flowers were changing on him in four seasons, changing indefinitely, it seemed to be laziness and tenacity, which would always make the opponent puzzled and unable to think of his next move. Where will the sword come out in a moment.

My fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, and the depression in my chest quietly turned into fighting spirit at this moment, rising steadily.Linghu Chong was taught by me. Now that he has grown to such a height, how can I not be happy, relieved, proud, and want to fight with him!Although he had a charming thought for me, made a big mistake, and made me hate it for a while, but from his sword intent, one can tell that his heart is still sincere.

A swordsman with a sincere heart and the world's top swordsmanship is indeed the best opponent!

Almost because of a slight disturbance like the wind, the two of us suddenly jumped forward at the same time, raised our hands and drew out our swords.In just a short moment, the dim light flickered, and the swords struck each other. I fought with him seventeen times with quick swords.There is no victory or defeat this seventeen times!After I turned around and moved around, I stared at him: "Come again!"

Linghu Chong's face was full of joy from the inside, and I knew he was excited because he met his opponent.He answered "Yes" loudly, and then attacked again.I no longer hide my strength.The two of us started from the Huashan swordsmanship trial, to the swordsmanship I created and taught him to him, and then to the legacy left by some senior.I have never seen some of the sword techniques he used, so I couldn't help saying "OK".Each movement of the long sword, the movement of the body, or the tricky or treacherous attack, only makes people feel hearty.Unknowingly, he and I have moved to the depths of the Huashan forest.

Now in May, the peach blossoms on the mountainside are in full bloom.The sword energy stirred up the petals on the branches in the forest, flying in the air.I can't remember how many times I fought with him, and how many times I hit him.He has been reluctant to use "Dugu Nine Swords" against me for a long time, and my strikes became more and more fierce until they converged into the last sword, forcing him to use that set of sword techniques.But he suddenly put away his sword and rushed forward straight.I gritted my teeth and stared at him, but in the end I couldn't hold the sword in my hand, so it fell from my hand and fell to the ground with a "jingle".

This sword would have been unsolvable if it wasn't for the Nine Swords, but he came here in a bully, and in the end he forced me to take off the sword, so that Linghu Chong could barely escape the catastrophe of being pierced through the chest.I was caught off guard because of the sudden change of move, and I fell backwards. He grabbed my waist and brought the two of us back to the ground.

The chaotic thoughts of these days are finally superimposed at this moment, which makes me unable to escape.

I raised my eyes and looked at him for a long time, before I opened my mouth, I said, "Yue Buqun is not worthy of you."

My voice was hoarse and my thoughts were so confused that I didn't know what I was talking about.

"Yue Buqun is not a good person, and he is not worthy of your sincerity." I was already a little desperate, exhausted because of this disobedient relationship, and even more disheartened because of the looseness and swaying in my heart for some reason.He is a rising star in the martial arts world, and he should have a bright future, but he shouldn't fall into the quagmire of mistakes and ruin himself because of me.I stared into Linghu Chong's eyes, and saw a pale and vulnerable person in the clear reflection.I knew it was me, and my voice became softer to the point of muttering to myself. "You're fine. It's not right, it's not like this..."

But he only looked at me, as if he wanted to engrave me deep in his heart, the peach blossoms that splashed earlier fell from the air little by little, filled my sight, and floated past his side.He shook his hair lightly, and said in a low voice, "Master, you are fine too."

My body stiffened all of a sudden, but he held it tighter: "I won't let go, Master, not for the rest of my life."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head slowly.I stared into his amber eyes, and what I saw was only a pious brilliance, which made me speechless.I didn't close my eyes, and I didn't struggle.The moment he kissed me, I couldn't help holding his arm. He adjusted his posture, searched and rubbed a little bit, and smoothed my trembling body.My thoughts dissipated little by little, and I couldn't think about any complicated matters in my mind, leaving only a blank space.

His gaze was always so pious, as if what he was doing was not this shocking incest, but a firm belief.In those pious eyes, I just feel that the world is still, and only my heart is beating.I moved my face a little subconsciously, but he immediately reached out and covered my head.Out of the corner of my eye, I only caught a glimpse of Ling Yuan holding in Linghu Chong's hand, the sword that I had found from all over the world, but he casually inserted it into the soil and left it aside...

But it was such a gentle interdependence between lips and teeth, but it was almost lingering.He tentatively tried, and finally pried into my lips.I just felt trembling all over my body, wanting to melt into that warmth.Because of his intrusion and invitation, he lost all vigilance and was completely immersed in this intoxicating and passionate emotion.

He pressed tighter and tighter, and I noticed that the hand that was clasping my waist began to rub slowly, bringing a suffocating slow trembling, the heat seemed to pass through the cloth, and it flowed continuously without any resistance. It penetrated and spread to the most vulnerable and sensitive place in my heart...

Just when the two of us lost the last sliver of sobriety, I suddenly felt a faint killing intent coming from the air, and when I turned my head slightly, I saw a sword flashing coldly, attacking Linghu through the air.It's just that although Linghu Chong, who was immersed in it, also noticed it at the same moment, his reaction was half a beat late after all, and he only had time to take me and retreat together, narrowly dodging this killing move, and the other hand dodged at the moment of maneuvering.