fluttering night wind

It rained overnight in the mountains, and there were hundreds of springs in the treetops.

After Bai Yansheng defeated the enemy with one blow, he held Xiao Rongyue in his arms and found a guest room to heal his injuries under the leadership of Su Zhuang's disciples.Xiao Rongyue lost a lot of blood, her face was like gold paper, which made her look even more pitiful.Although everyone knew that Hua Yi was different, they didn't bother to embarrass such a weak woman.

Meng Ziying followed halfway, and stopped outside the wing room, Bai Yansheng had no time to say goodbye to him, he was cold and gloomy, with a gloomy look on his face.

He suddenly heard someone calling him outside the courtyard, turned around, Yang Nandang was sitting in a wheelchair and beckoning to him.

He walked up to Yang Nandang and pushed his wheelchair, only to hear Yang Nandang say: "Brother Meng told me about Miss Seventeen this morning. I ordered someone to screen the children of the villa and found three suspicious people. , all entered the village three years ago. Brother Meng, please take a look behind the screen later."

It turned out that he hadn't been seen in the hustle and bustle at the top just now, and he was going to discuss such a matter.

Meng Ziying was grateful and said: "Thank you, Brother Yang. If there is a misrepresentation, please forgive me for disturbing me."

The two talked all the way, and gradually walked into a flower hall.Mencius pushed him to a table in the middle of the hall, and stood behind a half-open screen next to him.Through the gap, I saw that Yang Nandang called a man named "San Shun" to come in first, and the man stood shyly on the ground, Yang Nandang questioned, he flinched and glanced from time to time.

Mencius shook her head behind the screen.

Yang Nandang dismissed him with a word, and then called a man named "Ming Guang" to come in.This time it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little shepherd boy who jumped in with his butt tied up.

Meng Ziying looked at it carefully, then shook his head again.

Yang Nandang naturally found an excuse and dismissed him again.Then call a cooking maid named "Cherry" to come in.The man's face was scorched and uneven, with a sad face, as thin as a bamboo pole, and he wore a woolen blue cloth with large sleeves, which looked nothing like juicy cherries.

When Meng Ziying saw her walking in, she was already suspicious, and when she heard her deliberately lowered voice, her eyes turned red.Without waiting for Yang Nandang to ask questions, he came out from behind the screen and said tremblingly, "Ziluan, you are really here!"

Meng Ziluan suddenly raised his head, and when he saw the face of the visitor, he suddenly turned around and ran, just two steps away, his arm was grabbed by Meng Ziying, and he begged, "Ziluan, I didn't come to arrest you and get married. Listen to what I have to say!"

Meng Ziluan really stopped, and slowly turned to look at him, with a familiar yet strange look in his eyes, which made Ziying feel deeply saddened.

"Brother Ziying, you really didn't come to arrest me?"

Meng Ziying nodded vigorously, couldn't help reaching out to touch her bumpy face, and choked up, "What's going on?"

Meng Ziluan said indifferently, "I was burned in the fire in Xiangyang. It's no longer a problem."

With her disfigurement so far, it's no wonder that no one noticed when she stayed in Su Zhuang for three years.Meng Ziying put on a forced smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay, there are so many golden needles in the Shen family, and it will definitely restore its original appearance."

Meng Ziluan grabbed his sleeve and said, "Ninth Brother, have you ever been to Brother Lu's grave?"

Meng Ziying was stunned for a moment, her face flushed slightly, she glanced back at Yang Nandang, then turned her head and said, "I came in a hurry, I haven't gone to pay my respects yet."

Meng Ziluan dragged him out, saying as he walked, "I know the way, I'll show you there."

Meng Ziying looked back at Yang Nandang, who nodded and followed behind.

The three of them walked towards the back hill.

Most of the guests on the top of the mountain went down the mountain together after celebrating the birthday.The disciples on the village were all busy cleaning up the mess, and when they saw the three people who couldn't beat them, they all looked at each other all the way, and stopped to wait and see.

Meng Ziying has figured out the whole story along the way.During the fire in Xiangyang that day, Yang Nandang was seriously injured and disabled, so he withdrew from the front line first.Lu Che counted the number of people outside the city and found that Meng Ziluan was lost, so he went back to Leiyin Temple to rescue her.Unexpectedly, the hidden gunpowder exploded, Lu Che died on the spot, and Ziluan was crushed by him to save him from death.She moved Lu Che's body to the open space outside the city. She felt ashamed to see the soldiers of Zhongzhou, and she didn't want to go back to Xichuan, so she secretly went up to Cangshan Mountain and pretended to be a servant who cooked fire.Her face was completely destroyed in the fire, but it saved her the pain of changing her face every day.

After the Xiao Xiao autumn rain, the red leaves all over the mountain are better than fire, and the dogwood is like blood.There is a new grave in front of the cliff on the side peak, which is solemn and solemn under the slight afterglow.There are already two people sweeping the grave.

After seeing off the guests, Su Hao took off the big red longevity robe, and put on a white cloth dark robe again, with a look of pain on his face.After pouring wine to offer sacrifices, he suddenly borrowed his sword from Bai Yansheng who was beside him.

Without hesitation, Bai Yansheng untied the Fengming Sword from his waist and handed it to him with both hands.

After Su Hao received the sword, he drew the sword with one hand, and with a clear whistle, he suddenly rose into the air, stepped on the void, and carved a poem on the opposite cliff with the sword: How many times in his life have healed his face, and the wind and rain are overwhelming.In the late twilight, God still punishes me, so that there is no more sorrow than laughter.

This poem is to express his grief at losing his beloved disciple when he was a hundred years old, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man.

Flashing and flinting, scraping by chaotic rocks, each character is as big as an adult, and the four of them can only see clearly on the opposite cliff.He finished engraving the first line of characters with the momentum of falling, paused with his toes on the mountain wall, and then raised it up several tens of feet, and engraved the second line of characters again.If so, three, finally finished engraving this seven-character ancient poem.Then holding the sword and leaning hard on the stone wall, people have already rushed back to the mountain peak where Mencius Ying and Bai Yansheng stood on the opposite side.

He took the sword out of its sheath with his thumb, screamed, and carved a poem, almost in the blink of an eye.Bai Yansheng and Meng Ziying didn't have time to applaud, when he jumped back to the mountain peak and returned his sword to Bai Yansheng, they came back to their senses.

It turns out that real people don't show their faces!With this hundred-year-old martial arts, how can the old devil clown be vulnerable to a single blow? It's just that he respects his status and doesn't want to fight against the younger generation!

Su Hao smiled and said: "I never thought that the sword that I forged 70 years ago would be so sharp. It's really gratifying. It's a pity that I can't forge such a famous sword anymore!"

Bai Yansheng was both surprised and happy, holding the Fengming sword in both hands and said: "So this is the sword forged by Mr. Su! But why is it in the hands of the Xianbei Hu people?"

Su Hao glanced at him and said, "There are great heroes among the barbarians. If that little girl surnamed Xiao can still get up tomorrow, you take her to this peak, and I'll tell you a story about 70 years ago."

Bai Yansheng quickly agreed.

Before Su Hao left, he couldn't help but look at him again, and said with a smile, "Is your ancestor Bai Jian, Marquis of Huainan? His descendants have lived up to his fame in his previous life." The implication is that even Bai Yansheng's ancestors know him.

Bai Yansheng was immediately in awe, and watched him flutter away in white clothes.

After Su Hao left, Meng Ziying stepped forward to offer sacrifices at the grave.After three kowtows, he got up and drank a glass of wine.Then he turned to Meng Ziluan and said, "Ziluan, tell me the truth, why haven't you heard from me in Cangshan for three years?"

At this time, Ziluan's eyes were red, and he came forward, stroked Lu Che's tombstone, bowed his head and said, "Brother Lu died to save me. I will guard his tomb here for the rest of my life, never leaving him. "

Meng Ziying became dizzy for a while, her eyes darkened, and Bai Yansheng beside her stretched out her hand to support her.He inadvertently smelled the scent of a woman's body on his neck, and became even more furious, and slapped him across the face.

Yang Nandang raised his eyebrows and looked away in embarrassment.

Bai Yansheng received the palm forcefully, a five-finger mountain appeared on his face, his mouth was tightly shut, but he did not let go.

Meng Ziluan was startled, thinking that Ziying was going to hit her, but hit Bai Yansheng by mistake, and said in tears, "Ninth Brother, you didn't see what happened that day with your own eyes. The dead wood is ashes. You just think that I have died in Xiangyang, and forget about the marriage contract with the Shen family."

Mencius Ying was overwhelmed with emotion, and only then did she realize that she had already decided not to marry because she left her face hurt.For women, appearance is like life. If a person doesn't even want his face, do he still care about other things?He tremblingly said: "Why do you have to suffer so much! The marriage contract of the Shen family is nothing more than that, I will find another good marriage for them and make them satisfied. Mencius you... your brother and I have passed away, are you My only younger sister, do you really have the heart to tell me to look at you like this? Can we go back to Xichuan first to heal the wound on our face?"

Meng Ziluan's face was full of tears, and he shook his head, his eyes slowly passed over Lu Che's tombstone, with infinite tenderness: "He even gave up his life to save me. It's nothing if I hurt this face. Maybe he saved me?" It's just a moment of loyalty, I may not be in my heart, but after I come back to life, I already have him in my heart, so I have to repay his life-saving grace. Ninth brother, you must use the Shen family to treat my wounds, I don't want to owe them favors. The son of their family is Jin Zun Yugui, so he definitely doesn't like my face."

Meng Ziying was so angry that she wanted to drag her out and give her a spanking.However, seeing her contented face, without any desires or desires, was full of bitterness.He raised his head and glanced at the sound of Bai Yan, wondering if her flowery years were really like the white wild goose that was buried in Yongcheng back then, had never bloomed, and had already withered?

Yang Nandang knew that it was easy to be slow and not urgent at this time, so he pushed the wheelchair forward and said, "In the remaining veins of Cangshan Mountain dozens of miles away from here, there is a place called Yaowanglu. There is a doctor surnamed Ruan who lives in Yaowanglu. His medical skills may not be as good as Jinzhen Shen's family, but he is also a well-known miracle doctor within a hundred miles. If Miss Seventeen doesn't dislike her, her family teacher can invite him to treat her. Hair and skin, received by parents, dare not hurt them, this is the beginning of filial piety. Your Majesty manages everything every day, and the girl is connected with His Majesty by blood, how can you bear to see him unable to eat and sleep at night because of the girl's affairs?"

Meng Ziluan raised his eyes to look at her ninth brother, just now he only thought of running away in a hurry, but he didn't have time to look closely.Looking at it now, she was indeed more haggard than she was three years ago, she bit her lips and remained silent, her heart was already shaken.

Meng Ziying sighed and said: "Seventeen sisters, I think that when you were in Xichuan, surrounded by emerald greens, your parents and brothers regarded you as bright pearls, and there were times when you didn't take advantage of your wishes. Now that you live such a miserable life, you can enjoy it. See Come on, you have really grown up. If you want to stay here, you can stay here, I will often ask people to visit you. You can discuss anything with Brother Jiu as before. "

Destiny is like dewdrops, like illusion and more like reality, meeting each other is like knowing each other, and death is not a pity.

Meng Ziluan burst into tears, walked up to him, held his sleeve and said, "I don't miss the old days at all. Right now I don't know what I want to do, what I can do, but the only thing I'm sure of is, You will always be my ninth brother." When she said this, she finally couldn't help but burst into tears.

Meng Ziying was also sad and wept. The brother and sister held hands and cried once. Ziluan wiped away the tears and said briskly: "It's getting late, I'm going to make dinner and supper."

Meng Ziying's heart ached when she heard the words, but she still pretended to smile and let go of her hand.

Meng Ziluan walked steadily and never looked back.

Bai Yansheng stepped forward and said to Yang Nandang: "Brother Yang, I know everything that happened in Xiangyang that day. It is Yansheng who is incompetent..."

Yang Nandang raised his hand to block his words, and said decisively: "It's not your fault. Who knows not to suffer from Bian Ting, even if he dies, he still hears the fragrance of chivalry. The man is fighting with Bian Ting, wrapped in horse leather, and died in the same place. Today in Lu In front of the elder brother’s grave, let me ask you, do you still have your ambitions back then?”

Bai Yansheng and Meng Ziying looked at each other and smiled, which aroused the heroic spirit.

"If there is peace in the world, string songs will not stop."

"Within the borders of the country, travel thousands of miles without holding an inch of soldiers."

Yang Nan smiled in his eyes, and said: "After the Xiangyang battle, I have been waiting for you in Cangshan. The world is extremely easy to move, but peace is extremely difficult. Master said that once the wars of changing dynasties exceed 30 years, the separatist regime will become a foregone conclusion. We don't have much time left."

The world is easy to obtain but difficult to secure.

Bai Yansheng and Meng Ziying read Su Hao's words carefully, and they were all terrified. They are familiar with history books, and the history books sink, isn't that the same thing.

Bai Yansheng solemnly said: "I will escort Yujia back to Beijing first, and then sweep Jiangdong, get rid of Fu Xi, Duan Hui and others, and clean up the government and the people."

The corners of Mencius Ying's lips curled up slightly, and she said, "I'll continue to send troops to Xiangyang to attack the Three Jins and regain the two capitals. Chang'an and Luoyang are bound to be taken back."

Yang Nandang applauded and said: "This is what a real man does! Then some trivial matters in the martial arts are left to Bucai, a half-disabled person, to handle! Don't let the two of you worry about the future!"

It was getting late, and half a bright moon hung above the cliff.The three of them laughed in unison, startling countless night owls.

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She has had a good face several times in her life, and the wind and rain are forcing people to come.In the late twilight, God still punishes me, so that there is no more sorrow than laughter.Ye Jiaying's "Weeping Girl Poem".

No.80 one palm

Cangshan in the afternoon, the sky is low and dark, half cloudy.

In a small village at the foot of the mountain, there is a half-collapsed earth temple.Shen Junli kicked open the tattered door and shouted inside: "Come out!"

A young man emerges from behind the earth lord with a clay and wooden body, his face is covered with a layer of ashes and defeat, but his facial features are extremely beautiful.He shook his sleeves, and Shi Shiran walked into the courtyard. Although he was seriously injured, he still paid attention to his appearance and did not want to bow his head to others.

"No one expected that Guishang was the one who turned these people around. Guishang is so generous!"

Shang Taiwei suffered from Bai and Meng's "Wanchuan Returning to the Sea" yesterday, which shocked his qi, his middle qi was insufficient, and his voice was soft and weak.

Yes, it is indeed Mencius's handwriting to send out hero posts to gather heroes from all over the world.Since Shang Taiwei escaped from Xiao Yu's clutches, he wandered the rivers and lakes alone, and had to evade pursuit, so he was powerless to plan this matter.He was wronged at first, but he was arrogant and disdainful to defend himself, which made everyone believe that it was him.

Meng Ziying was so happy to shirk it easily, so she simply put the blame on him.

As soon as Shang Taiwei was injured by Bai and Meng and escaped, Shen Junli followed his footsteps here.At this time, he smiled slightly, and said: "Shang Shaoxia has carried this reputation for me, isn't it good? From now on, Shang Shaoxia will also have a place in the martial arts."

Mrs. Shang paused with a slight smile, looked at him viciously and said, "You chased me all night, you didn't mean to talk nonsense, did you?!"

Shen Junli put his hands behind his back, and said leisurely: "The person who chased and killed Shang Shaoxia belonged to the Beiyan Xiao Mansion. When will the young man hide in Tibet like this end? I happen to have some grievances with Xianbei Huzi that have not been sorted out. Why don't we join hands?" Hands up, how about going outward in unison?"

Shang Taiwei was taken aback for a moment, never expecting that he was talking about making peace.After thinking about it, he recalled the tacit understanding between Bai Yansheng and Meng Ziying on the top of the mountain, who could strike out at the same time with a single look, as if they were one person, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, leaning forward and backward:

"Xiao Yu, you are so ridiculous. This villain has another lover, how can he put you in his eyes? No matter how bad you are, it's useless.

"Xiao Yu, you bastard, you have a false name. You just grab what you really want. Why do you show yourself when you get to the crucial point? Where is your usual vicious heart..."

He looked like a madman, shouting and cursing non-stop.Shen Junli didn't say a word at the side, and let him utter slanderous words, feeling inexplicably sympathetic in his heart.

Xiao Rongyue was injured by a hidden weapon that day, but luckily the hidden weapon was not poisoned, and it was just bleeding and hurting the flesh.In the early morning of the next day, Miss Xiao was a lively woman again.She heard that Su Hao wanted to talk to her, so she urged Bai Yansheng to take her to see Su Hao after breakfast.

Bai Yansheng brought her to yesterday's side peak, and Su Hao was already waiting there.

The old man was dressed in white and looked like a fairy. On the opposite cliff was engraved a seven-character poem, reflecting the morning light, and each word penetrated deep into the stone wall, shining brightly.

Bai Yansheng brought him and left.Xiao Rongyue was a little timid at this time, she walked over step by step, staring at the words on the stone wall in surprise and wondering: "Is this really carved with the Fengming sword?" She had already learned about Su Hao from Bai Yansheng. The depth of martial arts, after seeing it with my own eyes, I still couldn't believe it, and subconsciously clenched the sword in my hand.

Su Hao stroked his beard, with an inscrutable expression on his face, and said, "If you come to engrave characters, how long will it take?"

Xiao Rongyue thought for a while and said: "One stick of incense is not enough. However, I can't hang on this cliff for too long. I always need a meal? No, no!" She finally sighed dejectedly: "I probably will spend my whole life. I can’t even engrave such characters, and I can’t practice such martial arts in my life.”

Su Hao laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed in the empty valley.

Xiao Rongyue looked up at him with admiration and jealousy.

Su Hao stopped laughing, shook his white eyebrows, and said: "About 80 years ago, I traveled to northern Xinjiang and rescued a [-]-year-old Xianbei boy. He was thin and small, and he was sneaking in the desert alone. I asked him where he was going, and he said that a tribe had plundered his grandfather’s cattle and sheep, and he wanted to recover all the cattle and sheep that had been robbed. Sneaking into the other leader's tent, although he doesn't have any flesh on his body, he does things cleanly and neatly. Later, he got his wish and became the leader of the tribe."

"It's the great hero Tan Shihuai! So you know the ancestors of our Xiao family." Xiao Rongyue blurted out with twinkling eyes.

Su Hao nodded and said: "Later, I went to the northern border a few times, and the ancestors of your Xiao family gradually became stronger and more powerful. Tan Shihuai is actually not the stalwart man you have heard from word of mouth, he is actually quite tall. Because you are thin and small, your martial arts are ingenious. I once saw him carve a song "Chusai Song" on the stone wall of Yanmen Gate with his sword. I used the technique I used yesterday. As a woman, your physical strength is inferior to that of a man. Ruthless fighting is always going to be defeated. I will teach you ten quick sword moves, after you practice it, carving words on the stone wall will be a piece of cake."

Xiao Rongyue was overjoyed at first, but she was a little unhappy when she heard that she only learned ten tricks at the end and finished her kung fu in a while.

Su Hao knew what she was thinking, couldn't help laughing, and said with a stern face: "There are changes in each of these ten moves, and it's not as simple as you think. Once you face an enemy, if you can't win with the first nine moves, you can escape with the last move." Save your life."

Xiao Rongyue still didn't quite believe it, and reluctantly asked: "I have learned these ten tricks, can I beat Big Brother Bai?"

Su Hao suppressed a smile and said, "Tell him to throw away his helmet and remove his armor, and look for his teeth all over the place."

Xiao Rongyue immediately cheered and said, "Teach me quickly, teach me quickly!"

Besides, after Bai Yansheng sent Xiao Rongyue off, he expected that their martial arts sparring would not yield results for a while, so he could throw it away.

Thinking that she hadn't spoken to Meng Ziying in a serious manner since she went up the mountain, she asked someone where Ziying lived and looked for it.

Mencius Ying didn't live with them, but on a separate mountain, probably because Su Zhuang took into account his high status, so he didn't mix with ordinary people.

The sound of white geese passed the iron chain bridge, and the forests and springs in the mountains were beautiful, with holly trees and ganoderma lucidum growing on them.He walked up a small stone step to the peak, and saw a courtyard on the flat ground, overlooking the mountains and mountains, with wild tobacco trees flowing around, very elegant and elegant.

The valley is warm. Although it is late autumn, there are still butterflies dancing in the flowers, birds singing and tall trees.Stepping over the fence, I saw a man wearing a middle coat, washing his hair with water in a wooden basin on a stone table and bench in the courtyard.

Mencius was washing, when suddenly a figure stood in front of him, picked up his hair from the tub with both hands, and Bai Yan said, "Sit down, and I'll wash it for you."

He sat down on the stone bench next to him with peace of mind.

While gently rubbing his hair with his big hands, Bai Yansheng took a few pieces of saponins from the soap box on the stone table, crushed them with his fingers, and put them in the shampoo.He took a little saponin water on the top of Meng Ziying's head with his hands, and then followed the acupoints on the top of his head with both hands, massaging them one by one, so comfortable that Meng Ziying was about to cry out.

Bai Yansheng couldn't help but joked: "I've never seen an emperor who was so pitiful that he washed his own hair. It doesn't matter if the emperor doesn't do it. Where's your entourage?"

Shen Junli went down the mountain to chase Shang Taiwei yesterday, and he has not returned yet.Mencius Ying just mentioned it lightly.

Bai Yansheng heard that he seemed unwilling to say more, so he also stopped talking.

After a while, it was Meng Ziying who suddenly asked, "Have you ever washed someone else's hair?"

Bai Yansheng was slightly startled, and replied: "No. I only saw Yan Rong washing my younger brother's hair."

Meng Ziying asked softly, "Will you wash other people's hair in the future?"

Bai Yansheng's hands paused, and Mencius Ying held his breath for a while, before he heard him whisper: "No, I will only wash your hair from now on, do you think it's okay?"

Mencius Ying was overjoyed, and the corners of her mouth curved unconsciously.

Rub it with soap locusts, then wash it several times with clean water in the bucket next to it, and wrap your hair with a clean cloth towel.

There is a big rock on the edge of the cliff, facing a deep valley, where you can sit or lie down.The dew was cold in the early morning, Bai Yansheng took off his outer shirt and spread it on the boulder, and the two sat side by side on the stone, taking advantage of the mountain wind to dry their hair.When he was washing his hair just now, he saw Mencius Ying's newly grown black hair roots, so he asked, "What's the matter with your hair?"

He still remembered that Mencius Ying once said that when he was a child, he became obsessed with practicing kung fu and his hair was completely white. It took his master Lei Zhen to regulate his meridians for three years before he recovered.I don't know who is helping him now.

Meng Ziying glanced at him, seeming to understand the question in his heart, and said: "It's okay. My Cold River Guying Sword has broken nine, and I can adjust my meridians in the future."

Bai Yansheng saw that his face was as if nothing had happened, he recalled the move he made yesterday when he caught Shang Taiwei and rescued Xiao Rongyue, it was like wind and lightning, it was because of his improved martial arts, So I also relieved my worries for the time being.

However, after thinking about it again, I had to ask: "Don't you think Shang Taiwei's martial arts origin is a bit strange?"

Meng Ziying smiled slightly, and said: "His way of grabbing people's throats is very similar to the Huajian School's silk-wrapped spider hand, but his inner strength is not from ours. Our Huajian School's martial arts are full-bodied, and they are rooted in Zheng Miaohong." It takes three to fifty years of practice to reach this state. How old is he? How many people like Meng Ziyou are there in the world? I see that his internal energy is complicated, he is both good and evil, and he has killed many people. It is only after absorbing other people's essence and blood that one can have such skill."

Bai Yansheng frowned when he heard this, he didn't know if he was right or wrong when he tried to persuade Xiao Yu to let him go.

Mencius Ying thought in her heart that the starting move of the Cold River Guying Sword is the moon shooting the cold river, and the last move is Wanchuan returning to the sea. Although there are different schools of martial arts in the world, it may be said that Wanchuan returns to the sea in the end.Perhaps only Su Hao can see the secret of this most clearly.

Presumably, the fact that he secretly teased martial arts heroes to go to the mountain to celebrate his birthday has been found out by this old man. I don't know, probably because Xichuan and Zhongzhou want to keep a little face.

However, Su Hao was more interested in Xiao Rongyue and Bai Yansheng, which he did not expect.Zhongzhou is fertile, thousands of miles away, and the terrain is steep. He wanted to make it into his pocket, and he wanted to show his hospitality on this trip, but the result was just the opposite, and he was a little bit dispirited.

When he was worrying about gain and loss, a pair of big hands stretched out from the side to hold his wrist, Bai Yansheng asked with concern: "Your face is very pale, do you feel cold?"

Meng Ziying woke up suddenly, hugged Bai Yansheng with her backhand, and said with a smile: "When the beauty is hugging, the dazzled soul disappears, and the body and bones die. What can I say when my heart returns?"

At one moment he was very preoccupied, at another moment he was soft and tender, which caught Bai Yansheng by surprise, his face flushed immediately, but he took advantage of the situation to hold him in his arms.Meng Ziying brushed her half-dried hair in front of her, and settled into a more comfortable position in his arms.

It was cold after the rain, and the two of them sat on the top of the mountain where light dust could not even fly. Looking at the radiant autumn water and the faint green hills, they suddenly walked back to the long years of Linxi.

"You really want to send Liu Polu back to Yongjing?"

Bai Yansheng nodded and said: "It's not my style to coerce the emperor to command the princes. They are the Liu family who opened up Yongjing. I will take what I want by myself."

When he said this, his voice was clear and full of confidence.

Meng Ziying raised the corners of her lips, stretched out a finger to draw a circle on his chest, and said in a low voice, "Let me guess. Xuzhou is a little bit off, and Luoyi is in chaos. You have your eye on Zhongzhou." Is it Yangcheng on the bank of Ganshui?"

It's really hard to cover the eyes of the world with one hand!Bai Yansheng looked down at the person in his arms, not to mention such a smart person, making people love and pity him.

Meng Ziying was suddenly embraced by him with great strength, so tight that he could hear the cracking of Bai Yansheng's joints, he felt a trace of inexplicable fear in his heart, so he patted him on the back and asked, "What's the matter, I said What's wrong?"

Bai Yansheng was depressed, and said in a muffled voice: "Ziying, I'm very scared, what will we become in the future?"

Looking at the boundless autumn scenery, Mencius suddenly thought of a sad poem: the decaying grass lingers on the sky without thoughts, and the sound of geese goes far to Xiaoguan.

The sound of geese went far to Xiaoguan.

He forced a smile and said, "We, in the future, will be like Su Zhenren, never old or dead, long live as usual."

Bai Yansheng's chest trembled, and he couldn't help laughing: "Then you're an old monster?"

Meng Ziying broke free from his arms, looked at each other, he stroked his brows with one hand, and said softly: "Become a demon, do you dare to follow?"

Bai Yansheng also stared at him affectionately, and said very firmly: "If you meet a god, kill a god, if you meet a Buddha, kill a Buddha!"

Mencius Ying was in a turbulent mood, and with a sly smile, she pushed him down on the boulder, leaned over and whispered two words in his ear: "Hold me."

Shen Junli hurried back to Jianlu Peak in the afternoon.His trip to subdue Shang Taiwei was very smooth, so he went down the mountain last night and today he didn't feel tired or hungry.

The joy he was full of disappeared when he saw the two people on the top of the mountain, so he quickly dodged behind the bamboo fence.

What a crouching cliff.

I just thought he was an iceman, cold and lonely, and couldn't melt easily.But it turned out to be an ice-covered volcano that never erupted or erupted, but it just didn't meet the right person.

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