ancestors please come out

Every time is a warning of danger.Hua Meiling's face sank, and he suddenly thought of a possibility, and just as this possibility appeared in his mind, he suddenly pushed open the door just to confirm it.

The wooden door was opened with a "bang", and there was a table with a cup of tea in front of him, and there was a person sitting beside the table. The white clouds in the sky, which were so clear and beautiful, made Hua Meiling feel disgusted and uncomfortable.

"I've been waiting for a long time, Master Hua," Meng Sanqian looked at Fuyao, who was following behind with a frown, with a smile on his face, "and... God's Blade."

"Heh..." Hua Meiling suddenly chuckled, but unlike the previous sarcasm, this time there was a bit of self-mockery.

He also thought that Fuyao brought him here because of nostalgia for old feelings, and thought that Fuyao really fell in love with him and missed him, and even put aside the dissatisfaction of the past days like a fool, but in the end he still escorted him Just come to see Meng Sanqian!

You're so self-indulgent, Hua Meiling, it's extremely ridiculous!

An indescribable anger filled his chest in an instant, and even the rationality he had always been proud of burned away, leaving only the last self-esteem to support the full anger.He didn't even think that if it was Meng Sanqian's order, he wouldn't have to choose this thatched hut that had already been closely watched by people in the rivers and lakes, and he could guess seven or eight points with a simple mind like floating clouds, not to mention shrewd and cunning What about Meng Sanqian?

"You guys really worked hard to star in a good show for Benzhuang!" Huamei Ling smiled, but the hand holding the fan had already lost all color, and the joints were clear.

Zhengxin lobby.

Daoist Zhou explained to everyone that he had returned without success, and the head of the Emei Sect snorted coldly, "What agreement? I think they don't want to buy your face!"

Daoist Zhou kept his mouth shut and didn't speak. Wudang seldom argues with others.

Abbot Shaolin thought for a while and took a step forward, "As the so-called untie the bell, you must tie the bell. Since the Gucheng Lord still cares about the agreement back then, why not let Ren Qianxue invite him! Besides, if Ren Daxia is willing to go out and stand Our side is also a rare combat force."

Daoist Zhou was a little hesitant: "Ren Qianxue is indeed a talent, but he was arrogant and arrogant back then. After all these years, he has finally settled down. Will he lure wolves into the house?"

There was a moment of silence in the lobby.

Ten years ago, the arena was dominated by Ren Qianxue. Not long after he first came out of the arena, he challenged many martial arts masters one after another. I don't know how many of the best masters were defeated by him.

According to legend, every time he defeats a peerless master, he will engrave that person's name on the handle of the knife, and then replace it with a new knife.And the one he is using now is the ninth one, and the name of Dongyang Baifeng, the lord of Beidao Gucheng, is engraved on it.

The author has something to say: In the next chapter, there will be Ren Qianxue X Xiaobaifeng~

☆, Qianxue and Baifeng

There is a forest outside Kyoto, also known as Phoenix Forest.

There is an ancient tree in the Phoenix Forest. According to legend, a phoenix lived here in ancient times. The ancient tree was burned to death by the fierce flames. The phoenix was very sad and pulled out his feathers and buried it in the ground.The ancient tree was bathed in the spiritual energy of the phoenix and survived lingeringly, but it has since become a dead tree, still growing but unable to bloom branches and leaves.

In the early years, this was all that people knew about Fenghuang Forest, but Ren Qianxue was the first thing everyone thought of when they mentioned Fenghuang Forest these years.

Ren Qianxue is an immortal myth, it was ten years ago, and it will still be ten years later.Ten years ago, Ren Qianxue suddenly appeared in the Central Plains martial arts as if jumping out of a stone. He didn't know where he came from, let alone where his teacher came from. The only thing people knew was the crimson challenge letters, which were as crimson as blood. generally.

Ren Qianxue's first challenge letter was Qu Jiuliu. This person has a very bad character. He did all kinds of low-level things like eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and stealing all by himself, so he got such a nickname.It can be said that his martial arts are top-notch, but it is said that he can kill a black bear with a single knife.

So Qu Jiuliu didn't take Ren Qianxue seriously at all. In his eyes, Ren Qianxue was just an unknown junior who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, but it was this kind of conceit that made him completely defeated. Take the head.

At that time, Ren Qianxue just looked at his corpse coldly and engraved the first person's name on the handle of her knife——Qu Jiuliu.

But all this was just the beginning, and within a month the second invitation was sent to Yin Hongyi, the leader of the Red Clothes Sect.Yin Hongyi went to the battle as promised, and she returned to the Hongyi Sect alive. Everyone thought that the winner was Yin Hongyi. After all, she was considered one of the best poison users in the world.

But soon, Li Zhen, the leader of the Qingcheng faction, received the third bright red letter.Li Zhen was very angry and felt that this was a challenge to his majesty, so he invited all kinds of martial arts heroes to the decisive battle site, threatening to defeat this arrogant kid in public, but it was the battle that made everyone see clearly Ren Qianxue's power.

He walked over from a distance and slowly drew out the broad knife behind him. Almost everyone present at the same time saw three bright red words engraved on the handle of the knife——Yin Hongyi.

"I don't kill women." That's all Ren Qianxue said at the time.

What surprised everyone afterwards was that this kid, who had only been out of the rivers and lakes for less than three months, chopped off Li Zhen's right arm within a hundred strokes.He never hesitated with his blade, and even a momentary distraction in amazement at his skill could kill.

Li Zhen is also alive, but without his right arm.

Afterwards, Ren Qianxue fought one after another, defeating Yunyou Sanren Xue Changqing, Wudang disciple Yu Cheng, the head of the Luoyang Bodyguard Bureau, the number one knight Zhang Tianlong, and the master of the hidden weapon sect Qin Mofeng. At that time, Ren Qianxue had already changed The eighth knife, no one can believe that it only took him a year and a half to defeat these first-class masters.

Ren Qianxue is a high-profile person who speaks little. Some people say that his eyes are full of fighting desire. This man was born to fight. If there is no duel, the meaning of his existence will be lost.Some people even said that sooner or later, Ren Qianxue would defeat all the masters in the martial arts and become number one in the martial arts. This sentence somehow reached Dongyang Baifeng's ears.

Dongyang Baifeng has always known that there is such a person as Ren Qianxue, but he really doesn't care much about him, because in his eyes, a person who has only been out of the rivers and lakes for a year and a half is just a brat and arrogant Little people!Isn't there as many such people as there are in Jianghu?People in the Wulin League don't bother to be your enemy, do they really think they are invincible?This kind of person will not be able to compare with one of his own fingers in another 100 years!

It happened to be Ren Qianxue's birthday at that time, Ren Qianxue didn't like to talk but it didn't mean he didn't want to make friends, he was getting tired of being alone in the rivers and lakes for so long, so he invited the world's heroes to his house for a gathering.The invitation is still bright red, but as the saying goes, the speaker has no intention but the listener has intention, the person who received this invitation will undoubtedly regard it as a threat.

This invitation was also delivered to Dongyang Baifeng, the lord of the isolated city of Beidao, Dongyang Baifeng just glanced at it and then sneered angrily and tore the invitation into pieces.

Ren Qianxue, what are you!It's just that after defeating a few smashes, you really show off your might?Since you dare to send the invitation to me, wouldn't it appear that I'm too stingy if I don't give you something in return? !

On Ren Qianxue's birthday, the Lord of Beidao Gucheng didn't come because he was unwell, but he sent someone to send two lines of poems——

Born as a child, dreaming of sleeping on yellow beams and begging for nine knives!

The guests fell silent immediately, but almost everyone was gloating in their hearts, and added a sentence of "good scolding" by the way, if you want the ninth knife, it's still a dream!

But Ren Qianxue, who was the person involved, didn't show any anger. He just watched the two lines of poems and finally got someone to hang them in the hall.Everyone called Ren Qianxue crazy, and even hung up on others scolding him, but it turned out that Ren Qianxue was very normal, because the next day, everyone in the world knew that Ren Qianxue had won the ninth battle. Tie, and the object is Dongyang Baifeng.

This is really exciting news, because Dongyang Baifeng, the lord of the isolated city of Beidao, has always been known as the sword god at that time. This person who is equally arrogant but unattainable will never fail.As many people knew Ren Qianxue, so many people were waiting to see his jokes.

But for Ren Qianxue, it was a fateful meeting.

That day, Dongyang Baifeng came from the sky in a white dress as if riding a colorful cloud. Ren Qianxue had never seen such a beautiful person, let alone such a proud person.There were two green snakes criss-crossing on his scabbard. The moment Dongyang Baifeng pulled out the sword, Ren Qianxue knew that there must be countless dead souls under this man.Because the bursts of cold air coming from the blade can be clearly felt several miles away.

"I won, you quit the arena from now on and you are not allowed to fight against anyone again." Dongyang Baifeng said, it was the twelfth lunar month and it was snowing, and the heavy snow blew his thin gown like goose feathers. seductive.

"If you win, I, Dongyang Baifeng, will never step out of the door in this life!" Dongyang Baifeng continued, his voice was unusually loud and resounded through the heavy snow.

Ren Qianxue looked at him, her deep eyes sunk deeply in her sockets, and without much hesitation, he said, "Okay."

But in fact, that was the most regretful sentence Ren Qianxue said in his life. Although there was only one word, ten years were wasted.

The battle lasted for a day and a night. Ren Qianxue had never fought such a hearty battle. Dongyang Baifeng's swordsmanship was as beautiful and amazing as his own. Ren Qianxue didn't know many beautiful words. But each of them is so appropriate on Dongyang Baifeng.

But the ending was far from what Ren Qianxue wanted.When he finally picked up Dongyang Baifeng's sword, the man saw his expression like a poisonous snake on his sword, clenching his teeth in resentment.Under such hateful eyes, Ren Qianxue couldn't help but withdrew the hand she wanted to give her.

Dongyang Baifeng stood up unsteadily, staring at Ren Qianxue with scorpion eyes, "I will abide by the agreement!"

"No..." Just as Ren Qianxue stretched out her hand, Dongyang Baifeng put away her sword and walked away. The pure white figure disappeared into the heavy snow on the mountain.

Dongyang Baifeng was the only man who came back from Ren Qianxue's hands intact.

Ren Qianxue stood in the snow for a long time, finally picked up the new knife she brought, and carved Dongyang Baifeng's name on the handle one stroke at a time, as if it was engraved in her heart.

Ren Qianxue's victory almost caught people off guard, and Dongyang Baifeng really stayed out of the world as promised, and never stepped out of the room again.But this was a torment for Ren Qianxue, reminding him of what he had done day after day, and because of his recklessness, he lost the chance to see that person again.

After Ren Qianxue got the ninth knife, she never sent a battle post, and the world seemed to have suddenly calmed down.It is said that Ren Qianxue cherishes that knife very much, and even wipes the blade every day.After a year of being in such a daze, Ren Qianxue finally couldn't take it anymore and broke into the gate of the isolated city of Beidao.

That was the second time he saw Dongyang Baifeng, and it was still a snowy winter, Dongyang Baifeng was standing in front of the desk writing, with long sleeves rolled up, the brush was as graceful and strong as his sword.

Ren Qianxue felt that her heart was at ease, and the dissatisfaction that had been clamoring for a while finally calmed down, as if just looking at this person, even the heavy snow would lose the chill.

Ren Qianxue couldn't help raising her foot to step into the house, but before that foot hit the ground, there was a cold voice, "Get out!"

That was the voice that had haunted Ren Qianxue's soul for a year, but at this moment it sounded colder than this winter day, freezing every drop of blood on his body.

Dongyang Baifeng didn't even look up at him, yes, how could such hatred be willing to see him again?Dongyang Baifeng's self-esteem, Dongyang Baifeng's pride, and Dongyang Baifeng's freedom were all trampled and shattered by him in the bloody battle that day and night.

After all, the feet still in the air didn't have the courage to land. Ren Qianxue turned and left without saying a word. He ran all the way to Jianzong and asked the master of Jianzong to lock him in the Jianzong dungeon.

As he wished, Cao Wangshu agreed.Ren Qianxue stayed in the Jianzong dungeon for two full years, relying only on the meals sent to the prisoners by his disciples every day. During the two painful years, the only thing that accompanied him were two lines of poems. He was given only these two poems.

Born as a child, dreaming of sleeping on yellow beams and begging for nine knives!

He engraved these two lines of poems on the wall of the dungeon, and looked at them every day. One day after two years, he finally figured out that if he continued to sink down like this, he would undoubtedly defeat Dongyang Bai who was defeated by him. Feng slap!

So he walked out of the dungeon, bid farewell to Jianzong, and withdrew from the rivers and lakes to live in seclusion in the Phoenix Forest.For others, the legend of Phoenix Forest is Phoenix, but for Ren Qianxue, Phoenix Forest has only one word for him - Phoenix.

In ten years, Dongyang Baifeng fulfilled his promise to lose, and Ren Qianxue also did what Dongyang Baifeng wanted him to do.

Only they themselves know who will win and who will lose in that day and night battle. Dongyang Baifeng lost with the sword, Ren Qianxue also lost, but with the heart.

The author has something to say: The poem is: You are a fledgling brat, if you want the ninth knife, go ahead and dream!

Xiaofeng mighty!

☆, ten years to go out

There is a lot of green shade outside the Phoenix Forest, it is the season when the trees are lush, and the birds are also standing on the top in groups.

There is a simple wooden house under the old tree in the depths of the forest, and the little monk's legs are numb when he squats under the window of the wooden house.Because the old monk in the house had already persuaded him for half a stick of incense.

Peace of mind is not good in martial arts, but he has the ability to hide his breath, but this ability has a flaw, that is, once he enters the state, he cannot move, otherwise he wouldn't be squatting here in agony.

"I have already retired from the world." Ren Qianxue said.

There are only a few simple furnishings and calligraphy and paintings in the house, but the simple wooden house seems to have a hidden hole.There was a broad knife hanging on the wall, wrapped with some broken dark red cloth.

Ren Qianxue was sitting by the bed, with fluffy hair, thick stubble on his chin, and bright black eyes deeply sunken into some wrinkled strict control, and the high bridge of his nose made his eyes even deeper.The high-spirited spirit of ten years ago has faded away, but now he has the courage to fight the world.

Abbot Shaolin thought for a while and suddenly said, "Sect Master Jianzong has passed away."

"what?"

"The murderer is the God Blade. I remember that you received the favor of Jianzong and spent two years there. Without Cao Wangshu's protection, Ren Daxia's life would not be so peaceful. The so-called dripping grace should be Yongquan reports, and now Sect Master Cao's death is unknown, isn't that enough reason for you to come back out of the rivers and lakes?"

Ren Qianxue's eyes darkened, her thick palms rubbed against her clothes, and it took a long time before she said, "Okay, but..."

"Hero Ren, sow the cause and reap the fruit. You don't want to see the lonely city lord Peerless Fanghua buried just because of a promise, do you?"

Ren Qianxue didn't say a word, and looked quietly at the blue sky outside the window. Today's weather is particularly good, and the bright sunshine shines into the house, like warm tentacles.In such warm weather, anyone would want to go out for a walk, right?Is that person also standing at the window looking at the beautiful scenery?

The isolated city of North Island——

Dongyang Baifeng has been a little restless these few days, with an indescribable feeling, obviously the weather outside is so good.He couldn't help but stand in front of the window, put his hand on the window frame, and let the bright sunshine shine on his face.

Dongyang Baifeng seldom does such stupid things. For him, he doesn't bother to watch the sky that doesn't belong to him, but today is a bit strange.

Rubbing between his brows, Dongyang Baifeng turned his head and saw the sword hanging on the wall, two green snakes criss-crossing and criss-crossing, with their mouths wide open, as if they were as restless as him.

He walked to the table and poured a cup of tea, which was how he had spent the ten years of loneliness.Drinking tea, writing, and reading, but he only writes in winter, because only the heavy snow can make him remember the humiliation.

At first, it was true.But after all, it has been ten years, Dongyang Baifeng has turned the rim of the cup, and he has changed a lot in ten years.Without the arrogance and passion of the past, there is only a candle lamp and a pen holder left.

Time erased his edges and corners, and he seemed to be gentle, calm, and looked away.But it only seemed that he would wake up from his dreams in the middle of the night when no one was there, and then pick up the sword and dance the sword in the mottled moonlight of this place.

I can't forget it, of course I can't forget it, it is his pride and self-esteem as a sword god!

"City Lord! It's not good!" A little girl rushed in suddenly, Dongyang Baifeng was distracted, and she was already restless when she heard someone calling, she immediately shook her hands, and the teacup fell to the ground and shattered.

"Why are you panicking! How decent is it!" Dongyang Baifeng used his anger to cover up his gaffe just now.

The servant girl quickly knelt down and kowtowed three times before continuing, "City Lord, Daoist Zhang is here again!"

"Didn't I say no see?"

"But...but they want to force their way in!"

"What?" Huluopingyang was really bullied by a dog, bullying him that if he couldn't get out of the room, he would force his way in?

"Let him come!" Dongyang Baifeng sneered a few times and said loudly, "I still don't believe it, this is the attitude of Wulin League begging for help?"

"No, it's not." The maid faltered again, "It was one of their entourage who broke in, and that person wanted me to tell the city lord to you..."

"say what?"

"Just say, Ren Qianxue begs to see you." A deep voice suddenly sounded, and there was no sense of disobedience in this atmosphere. It was deeper than ten years ago, and the voice was as intimidating as a lazy lion.

Dongyang Baifeng naturally followed the sound, but froze in place for a moment.

It was the figure that had appeared in his nightmares countless times. The face that had slowly blurred for ten years suddenly became terrifyingly clear and crazy, as if countless hands suddenly stretched out from behind him and grabbed him tightly.

Dongyang Baifeng never thought that he would see this person again, but he has always subconsciously believed that if this person dares to appear in front of him again, even if it takes his life, he must kill him!But when this day finally came, Dongyang Baifeng found that he was more restrained than expected.

"Hero Ren." He stared at Ren Qianxue and said.

At that moment, Ren Qianxue felt as if he had been deprived of the ability to breathe, what kind of number one swordsman in the world, just standing in front of Dongyang Baifeng, he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet!

For ten years, he looked forward to this reunion more than he thought, the bright sun and the warm breeze.At this moment Ren Qianxue suddenly decided that even if he didn't bring Dongyang Baifeng out this time, he would not leave.Even just standing in front of the door and looking at him every day is enough.

Seeing Ren Qianxue just looking at him, Dongyang Baifeng frowned, "What are you doing here?" It was not a friendly voice at all.

"I'll pick you up." Ren Qianxue said and suddenly strode forward, her black boots suddenly approaching and crossing the threshold before being stopped.In fact, sometimes you just need to be strong to get what you want. If he understood this truth seven years ago, he might be able to tell Dongyang Baifeng his feelings.

"Get out!" Seeing the person who walked into the house, Dongyang Baifeng finally lost his temper. This is his territory. Except for those few regular people, almost no one has come in these years. An indescribable oppressive feeling that can only be masked with anger.

Ren Qianxue ignored him, glanced around the room and said to himself, "Jianzong Shenren rebelled, killed the master of Jianzong and defected to Meng Sanqian, and the Wulin League hopes that we can come forward."

"Hehe..." Dongyang Baifeng sneered a few times, seeing that Ren Qianxue couldn't help trembling all over, he hadn't lost his composure for a long time, he flicked his sleeves angrily and turned around, "Impossible! The Lord of this city will abide by the agreement and will never interfere in anything in the martial arts world!"

Ren Qianxue looked at his back thoughtfully, but quickly strode over and asked, "What agreement?"

Dongyang Baifeng suppressed the anger in his heart and refused to turn his head, "I, Dongyang Baifeng, will never step out of the door in this life!"

As soon as the words fell, he tilted his body and his feet suddenly left the ground. A strong hand was placed under his buttocks, which was as hot as a branding iron.Dazed for a moment, Dongyang Baifeng realized that he was being hugged!

"Ren Qianxue! What are you doing?! Let me go!" The anger that could no longer be suppressed finally came out, and he reached out and beat Ren Qianxue's back desperately.Perhaps the extreme popularity left only instinct, and he didn't even think that if he slapped him with internal force at this time, he would be able to end this person's life with one blow.

Ren Qianxue said nothing, hugged him three steps in parallel, and stepped out of the room with one foot.A bird fluttered its wings and landed on Dongyang Baifeng's shoulder. The warm sunlight suddenly enveloped him. Almost at the same time, Dongyang Baifeng was stunned. He didn't move at all, even forgetting to hold Ren Qianxue's hand open.

It's been too long, it's been too long, I haven't been out of the room for ten years, and I haven't experienced the outside world.He is like a frog in a well, he can only watch the fixed sky, the fixed scenery, which has not changed for ten years.

Feeling that the person in his arms became quiet, Ren Qianxue slowly let go of his arms and changed into a horizontal embrace. Dongyang Baifeng's long hair poured down from his arms like a waterfall, which was too beautiful to behold.

Ren Qianxue lowered her head and stared at him with her deep eyes without blinking. He smiled as arrogantly as ten years ago.

"Didn't it come out?" Dongyang Baifeng heard him say that in the gusts of spring wind.

At the same time, the atmosphere by the Yangzhou Lake was a little on the verge of breaking out.

"What are you doing here?" Fu Yao held the sword and looked at Meng Sanqian coldly.

"Hmph." Hua Meiling snorted softly, "Why do you have to work so hard?"

Meng Sanqian shrugged and said with a smile, "Of course I'm waiting for you..."

"Okay!" Hua Meiling interrupted their meaningless conversation, "Why does Hierarch Meng have to spend so much time, if there is something important, you can speak directly."

Meng Sanqian looked at him with a meaningful smile, and said after a while, "I do have something to do, but it's not for you." Under Hua Meiling's angry eyes, he walked leisurely in front of Fuyao, "God blade, can you borrow it?" Talk one step at a time?"

Fu Yao looked him up and down, nodded and walked out, Meng Sanqian also followed, leaving Hua Meiling alone in the hut.

Walking deep in the forest, Fu Yao stopped and looked at the hut in the distance, "You'd better finish what you want to say quickly."

Meng Sanqian raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the hut, "Don't worry, Hua Meiling is not stupid enough to run away under your nose."

Hearing the sound, Fu Yao looked at him coldly, with an undisguised threat in his eyes.

Meng Sanqian smiled, "I got the news that Ren Qianxue has left the customs."

Fu Yao's gaze changed, and he raised his eyebrows.Meng Sanqian saw him like this and said insinuatingly, "Zhan Tianxia called Ren Qianxue to deal with you at this time. This person is very strong, ah, but I think it should be easy to deal with him with your skills."

Meng Sanqian smiled and narrowed his eyes, but Fuyao's gaze became even colder. He still can't forget that battle in the Geishafang. He is the one alive under the turning of the tide.He still remembered that Ren Qianxue hurt him with the first knife, even if it was just a hair band, it was enough for Fu Yao to remember him.

Meng Sanqian actually knew about that matter, after all, how could he not know about such a matter under the watchful eyes of everyone?It is also because of this that he is so sure that Fuyao will make a move. In fact, judging from the current development of things, everything is within his expectations.

"But Huamei Ling is different," Meng Sanqian said again, "It doesn't matter whether he knows martial arts or not, but in any case, he should not be Ren Qianxue's opponent, right? Included in the scope of hunting, even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about it for Huameiling!"

Of course, Zhan Tianxia would not include Huamei Ling, but Meng Sanqian knew exactly what to say to anger this beast.

"What do you want to say?!" Fu Yao was a little angry.

Meng Sanqian smiled slightly when he heard the words, he always knew how to stop the prey that had already been hooked, so he took a long sword from his subordinate and handed it up, "This sword is specially made by me, it is extremely sharp, I think It can help God Blade to some extent."

The sword was wrapped in cloth, and it felt heavy in his hand.This is indeed a good sword, through Bu Fuyao he can feel the chill of the millennium cold iron, but unfolding Bu Na's sword made him startled.

A curved branch was carved on the pure black scabbard, and a small plum blossom was carved at the end of the branch, as delicate as that person, and the clear petals would be startled if you approached it a little bit.

Fu Yao felt a little strange at the moment, as if some secret that had been hidden in his heart was suddenly dug out by someone. He should be angry, but unexpectedly, he felt warm because he contacted that person.

Meng Sanqian really grasped Fuyao's thoughts thoroughly, every sentence and every step was so flattering that Fuyao couldn't refuse.He knew very well that if he wanted to take advantage of someone like Fuyao, he had to touch the opponent's weakness while not touching his reverse scales, and these two things happened to be concentrated in one person.

There is no need to ask whether you are satisfied with this kind of words, Meng Sanqian smiled and folded his hands and said goodbye, "Then I will take my leave, I hope you can use this sword to end Ren Qianxue's life, and I am also counted a lot of thought."

Speaking of the ending, the eyes staring at Fu Yao have been narrowed.

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☆、A Plum Blossom Sword

When Fuyao returned to the hut, Hua Meiling really sat there obediently. In fact, he was very concerned about what Meng Sanqian said to Fuyao, but he was not stupid enough to eavesdrop, because not to mention Fuyao is a Meng Sanqian was not someone he could approach without disturbing the other party.

A wrapped sword was placed in front of his eyes, and Fu Yao sat down on the couch as if nothing had happened.Hua Meiling glanced at the sword on the table, it was obvious that it was given to him by Meng Sanqian.

"What did Meng Sanqian ask you to do?" After all, he couldn't help asking.

"You care?" Fu Yao raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Hua Meiling got angry immediately, and finally laughed angrily, "How dare you? I don't dare to ask, the leader has seen it, I wonder if I can go back now?"

"Don't go!" Fu Yao directly vetoed it, he didn't understand why Hua Meiling always wanted to leave, it was obvious that before it was always sticking to him like a piece of dog skin plaster, but now he was avoiding him like a snake and a scorpion.

After thinking for a while, Fu Yao got up and went to sit next to Hua Mei Ling, and just about to speak, he saw the cup of tea that Meng Sanqian poured for Hua Mei Ling, raised his hand, and threw it out along the window.

Hua Meiling was taken aback for a moment, followed the cup to the window, then turned her head and stared at Fu Yao.He looks so beautiful that Fuyao can't tell.

But it happened that he could take this opportunity to think about how he wanted to speak. What he wanted to say to Hua Meiling last time seemed a little out of date now.He wanted to ask why he left without saying goodbye that day, but thinking about it didn't seem to matter anymore.He wants to say that he misses him very much these days, and his figure can always emerge when he closes his eyes, and he can't forget or get rid of him. It is an emotion he has never had before.

But he was afraid that he could not express clearly, just like the previous conversations, so this time he decided to express his truest feelings.

So he thought for a while, took Hua Meiling's hand and said, "That night, I felt very good."

Hua Meiling froze, and immediately her face lost all color, pale as a sheet of paper, then turned blue again, like the green grass outside, and finally began to turn red again, trembling all over.

Fu Yao didn't know what was going on, but he always had a bad premonition in his heart, he was worried that Hua Meiling was going to leave again, so he held his hand tightly, even trembling with him.

Huamei gritted her teeth angrily, and managed to squeeze out a sentence after a while, "Isn't it enough that you humiliate me?"

Fu Yao immediately closed his mouth, opened his eyes and looked at Hua Meiling who was angry for some reason.Just like a hedgehog, the thorns all over the body stand up with a light touch.

"I do not have……"

"No?" Huamei stood up angrily, broke away from Fuyao's hand and said loudly, "Then tell me, were you comfortable that night?"

After thinking about it, I nodded.

"This is humiliating me!" Hua Meiling roared angrily, picked up the fan on the table and walked out.Walking like flying, a folding fan makes a rattling sound, which makes people feel sorry for the high-quality workmanship fan just by hearing the sound.

After walking along the lakeside for nearly a mile, the pace slowed down, and finally bent down and sat by the lakeside.In the warm spring season, fish swimming around can already be vaguely seen in the lake.The bird flew over his head a few times and then landed on his shoulder.

Hua Meiling stroked the bird's feathers, and gradually became less angry.Think about it, isn't that the case!He cared so much that it made people laugh.Reassuring herself like this, Hua Meiling made a rare gesture of hugging her knees.

He could see Fu Yao's subtle emotions towards him, but so what?Hua Meiling has never really been in love, but at least he knows that true love will not be accompanied by so many suspicions, entanglements and tricks.

Thinking about it, the sky gradually darkened.Hua Meiling suddenly sensed that someone was approaching, so she vigilantly clenched her fan and said, "Who?"

Soon Fu Yao came out from the depths of the forest, holding a bowl in his hand, staring at him and sitting beside him.

"Eat something!" Fu Yao stuffed the bowl into Hua Meiling's hand.

Hua Meiling looked down and saw it was a bowl of porridge.

"Last time..." Fu Yao seemed to hesitate for a moment before continuing, "I think you must be hungry when you woke up, so you went to buy porridge, but you disappeared when you came back."

Fu Yao is very persistent in such small things, as if he must find a chance to finish the unfinished things.

Hua Meiling didn't show any expression, but felt that the bowl was a bit hot, and his body gradually warmed up after being frozen all afternoon.He blew on it, bowed his head and took a sip.

Fuyao looked at him and felt that Huameiling satisfied him everywhere.Obviously a luxurious dress does not match this porridge at all, but it is very elegant, and even the worn-out bowl in his hand is priceless because of the person who uses it.

After thinking for a while, Fuyao moved closer to Hua Meiling and said in a low voice, "I didn't mean to humiliate you."

He paused to drink the porridge, but soon started drinking again.Seeing that he didn't respond, Fu Yao continued, "Actually, it's not that comfortable..."

This time, Hua Meiling directly threw the porridge and bowl into the lake with a raised hand, only to hear a "plop", and a column of water started up on the surface of the water.Hua Meiling showed no expression, patted the dirt on her body, got up and left.

Fu Yao had no choice but to chase after him again, but fortunately Hua Meiling returned to the hut smartly.Fu Yao watched Hua Meiling take off his shoes, go to bed, and cover the quilt in one go without even looking at him.After thinking about it, he closed the door and went to bed.

Hua Meiling had long given up on Fuyao being able to consciously keep a distance from him, and he had already expected this situation of sleeping in the same bed, just thinking about it is really ironic, it is obviously the same situation, But last time and this time it was a completely different state of mind.

Hua Meiling turned over and nestled in the corner of the wall, curled up to stay as far away from Fu Yao as possible.But just as he was trying to let out a low air pressure to make someone somewhat self-aware, a hand suddenly wrapped around his waist.

"What?" Huamei Ling asked coldly.

"I don't sleep well." A very familiar answer.

"Don't you like killing people when you sleep?" Hua Meiling turned her head to stare at him, her black eyes shining in the night like stars outside the window.

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