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After Fu Zhenhong heard Linghu Chong's answer, she was not surprised at all. Linghu Chong himself is a very affectionate person, casual but not sticky about trifles, free and easy but with a sense of proportion.

If Linghu Chong abandoned his responsibility as a senior brother of the Huashan School because he liked him, it would be inconsistent with Fu Zhenhong's usual understanding of Linghu Chong.

But as far as the current stage is concerned, it may not be a bad thing for him and Linghu Chong to maintain this kind of relationship between enemies and friends.

"You will go down the mountain tomorrow. Heimuya is not suitable for you." Fu Zhenhong said it again patiently, but this time, Linghu Chong didn't ask any more questions, but lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something. It took a long time before he replied with a word: "Okay." After speaking, it seemed that he felt too cold, Linghu Chong added: "I will go down the mountain tomorrow."

Fu Zhenhong nodded, didn't say anything more, and continued to walk forward.

Linghu Chong also followed, but he didn't walk a little behind Fu Zhenhong like before. Perhaps it was because he was leaving Heimuya tomorrow, and Linghu Chong didn't care about his identity and other things, but walked up to Fu Zhenhong. Beside Zhenhong, she walked side by side with Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong glanced at Linghu Chong from the corner of her eye, but didn't say anything.

The two walked all the way to the residence in the bamboo forest.

The breeze blows the emerald green bamboo leaves, and the halo passes through the gaps in the leaves to reflect some mottled silhouettes. The warm sunlight sprinkles on Fu Zhenhong's red dress, which reduces the sharp oppression and adds a bit of softness.

Linghu Chong liked this atmosphere very much, but he knew very well that he would part ways with Dongfang soon.In fact, as a member of the Huashan Sect, and Huashan is one of the Five Sacred Mountains, the people from the Five Sacred Mountains want to encircle and suppress Dongfang Bubai, and have always taken the eradication of Dongfang as their top priority. It is indeed inappropriate for him to continue to stay in the Sun Moon God Sect of.

"...Dongfang..." Linghu Chong called Fu Zhenhong, and after two seconds of deliberation, he decided to say: "Zuo Tianyi has a backer behind him, not only the Songshan School, but maybe the court is also involved."

"I know." Fu Zhenhong replied.

"Okay." Linghu Chong nodded, not surprised, he knew that Dongfang was a very smart person, if he could think of it, the other party would definitely think of it too.

Thinking of this, Linghu Chong didn't say much.

So the conversation between the two of them was cut off.

But even though Fu Zhenhong and Linghu Chong didn't speak again, the atmosphere didn't look awkward.Linghu Chong likes to be lively, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with the quiet atmosphere when he was with Dongfang. On the contrary, he enjoyed the tranquility where only the two of them were there.

But this good atmosphere didn't last long.

that night.

In Fu Zhenhong's residence, there was another scene of Linghu Chong and Yang Yi's eyes facing each other.

Two tall men stood behind Fu Zhenhong, one on the left and the other on the right, looking at each other with a hint of displeasure in their eyes.

Fu Zhenhong, who was between the two, ate his dinner indifferently. He ignored Shura's undercurrents behind him, as if the weird atmosphere behind him had nothing to do with him.

After dinner, it became a problem whether Linghu Chong or Yang Yi would stay to serve Fu Zhenhong to take a bath and go to bed. Neither of them had any intention of quitting.

Of these two people, one had a habitual smile on his face, and the other looked calm and calm, but only his eyes were unwilling to flinch.

In the end, Fu Zhenhong made both Linghu Chong and Yang Yi retreat like last time.The person in charge of bathing and changing Fu Zhenhong's clothes became Shishi, but Fu Zhenhong just asked Shishi to tidy up his clothes for him, and then waved her away.

Lying in the bath, Fu Zhenhong closed her eyes, thinking about what happened these days, first the martial arts conference, then Yu Jue, and then the assassin who was poisoned with Gu. These seem to be separate events, but But there seems to be some inextricable connections.

Fu Zhenhong replayed these events in her mind, and at this moment, there was an extremely subtle movement on the roof, like the sound of someone's toes falling on rubble.

The sound was very low, almost inaudible. It could be seen that the person who came was very careful, had good lightness skills, and tried to control the speed and strength as much as possible.But Fu Zhenhong's internal strength had already reached its peak, even if the people above suppressed the noise as much as possible, they still couldn't escape Fu Zhenhong's ears.

But even though he heard the sound above the roof, Fu Zhenhong did not open his eyes, but continued to close them, enjoying the relaxation brought by the warm water relaxing his pores.

But Fu Zhenhong's inaction made the people above mistakenly think that the other party hadn't noticed him, so they gradually moved the rubble.

To see the bathing pool below gradually appearing in his field of vision with the movement of the rubble, Tian Boguang, who was dressed in black, swallowed nervously. Tian Boguang could clearly feel his heart beating violently.

This kind of exciting and dangerous feeling seems to be produced only when facing Dongfang Invincible.

Originally, tonight, he and Linghu Chong should have planned to leave Heimuya tomorrow, but by accident, thinking of Dongfang Bubai he met during the day, Tian Boguang became lustful again, after all, he didn't want to leave without doing anything Sun Moon God Religion.

Maybe the more he can't get it, the more itchy he feels. He knows that his actions are dangerous and may even kill him, but Tian Boguang still came.

After seeing Dongfang Bubai, Tian Boguang felt bored when looking at other beauties. If he couldn't get close to Dongfang Bubai, even if he got off the Black Wood Cliff, he would miss it every day and would not be reconciled.

Thinking of this, Tian Boguang held his breath and moved the rubble even bigger.And just as Tian Boguang was approaching Dongfang Bubai in the bath, suddenly a sharp silver needle pierced towards him, Tian Boguang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned sideways to avoid the attack.

However, in the next second, before Tian Boguang had time to heave a sigh of relief for avoiding the deadly hidden weapon, a thin red thread was wrapped around his neck.

This red thread is like the thread of an embroidery needle, but Tian Boguang has no doubt that if he moves a little, this seemingly fragile red thread will break his neck, and his head and body will be separated instantly.

A drop of cold sweat flowed from Tian Boguang's forehead, he didn't dare to move, only his eyes rolled slightly, looking at the bathtub below.

"Is it fun?" Tian Boguang heard a lazy male voice, with a casual tone, but it seemed that it was overwhelmed by the mist in the bath, so when the voice passed through the air and entered Tian Boguang's eardrums, there was a faint magnetism And the sense of bewitchment made Tian Boguang feel a little itchy.

After Tian Boguang heard this, his originally tense mood calmed down again. He was very smart and knew that if the other party opened his mouth, it meant that his life was temporarily saved. Otherwise, with Dongfang's undefeated strength, The other party can kill him without opening his mouth.

And the loose red thread around the neck also confirmed Tian Boguang's guess that Dongfang Bubai really didn't intend to kill him just like that at this moment.

After thinking about this point, Tian Boguang's thoughts rose again. He raised his hand and put his fingertips gently on the red thread wrapped around his neck, "Master Dongfang, Tian wants to chat with you." He said directly He revealed his identity, and when he came tonight, he didn't use Jiasan's pretense again.

Fu Zhenhong moved her fingertips slightly, and with a turn of her index finger, the red thread that was originally wrapped around Tian Boguang's neck wrapped around Tian Boguang's waist and abdomen, and then Fu Zhenhong pulled, and with a bang, the rubble was crushed by Tian Boguang's body.

Accompanied by the muffled sound of a person hitting the ground after landing, Tian Boguang lifted his face buried on the ground while coughing.

Fu Zhenhong also saw Tian Boguang's true face clearly. Although he was a notorious flower picker, Tian Boguang's appearance was very good, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was very handsome.

It's just a pity that the floating lust in his eyes made his appearance a bit discounted.

"...Ahem...I said Orientalism..." Before Tian Boguang finished speaking, he was kicked away.It was Fu Zhenhong who involuntarily aimed at Tian Boguang's raised face, and kicked him against the wall.

Tian Boguang fell to the ground, let out a muffled grunt, and spat out a mouthful of blood. His back hurt from the impact, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

Tian Boguang wanted to stand up, but the next moment, there was a gust of wind, and Fu Zhenhong appeared in front of him.

Looking at Tian Boguang who fell on the ground, Fu Zhenhong stepped on Tian Boguang's chest, and slowly exerted force while admiring Tian Boguang's distorted facial features due to the pain.

Because he just came out of the water, Fu Zhenhong didn't wear shoes, and put on his clothes casually. His loose hair was still dripping with water, and the ink-like hair stuck to his snow-white neck and collarbone. As well as the half-covered and half-exposed chest, there is a bit of lively and fragrant style.

Tian Boguang's eyes were slightly closed because of the pain, but now seeing Dongfang Bubai like this, his eyes widened instantly, and his thinking stagnated for a moment.

And when his gaze moved, from Dongfang Bubai's foot that was pressing on his chest, it slowly moved upwards to behind the half-exposed thigh, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and a sense of hotness suddenly rose from his body, And there is a faint tendency to spread up and down the whole body.

The pain seemed to disappear at this moment, Tian Boguang subconsciously licked the corners of his lips, and when the tip of his tongue licked the blood on the corners of his lips, the smell of blood instantly made Tian Boguang sober again.

Because the pressure on his chest was still increasing, it became more and more difficult for Tian Boguang to speak. He moved his eyes to Fu Zhenhong's eyes. He said with some difficulty: "...Eastern...Fang Master...have something to say...we...may as well...speak..."

"Oh?" Fu Zhenhong raised his eyebrows with interest, he retracted his feet, and when Tian Boguang thought he could catch his breath for a while, Fu Zhenhong tapped Tian Boguang's acupuncture points.

"Tian Boguang, the flower picker? You're quite courageous, and you came to me?" Fu Zhenhong picked up a dagger from the wooden stand while talking.