Yitian Floating Dream

This is the legendary tomb of the living dead, with colorful fallen flowers and luxuriant grass.

Han Linglong is in full bloom, this place is so beautiful!She wandered leisurely, although her face was still pale, but her eyes were full of surprises.Yang Zhan saw it from a distance, and didn't know whether to laugh or be annoyed.

"Yang Zhan!" Finally seeing him, Han Linglong walked up to Yang Zhan and bowed deeply, "Thank you for saving me!" Yang Zhan didn't help her, but said, "Are you healed?"

"Uh..." Han Linglong blinked, "Not yet... are you okay? You used your internal strength that day..."

"No problem." Yang Zhan said in a low voice, "You can leave as soon as you heal your injury, and don't move around if it doesn't heal." Yang Zhan turned and left, "Outsiders are not allowed to enter the ancient tomb without permission."

Han Linglong pursed her lips when she heard this, and hurriedly chased after her and said, "I don't know how I got in, so how could it be considered trespassing?" She said with a smile, "Besides, I'm your sister's sworn sister, am I considered an outsider?"

Han Linglong felt that it was fate that the thief that day turned out to be Yang Zhan's junior sister named Han'er.

When the girl Han'er saw that Wang Baobao had missed her life, she fell in love with the Mongolian prince.Another stubborn one, he left the ancient tomb to find Wang Baobao.Of course Yang Zhan didn't allow it, so he did everything possible to stop her, but Han'er and Yang Zhan's lightness skills were comparable, unless Yang Zhan personally came out, otherwise this girl would be hard for the Ancient Tomb Sect to catch.But Yang Zhan was busy with chores, so Han'er went to Dadu to find Wang Baobao by himself, and hid in Wan'an Temple.

After Zhao Min disappeared, Wang Baobao was extremely anxious.The news from Wu Chuan made it impossible for Wang Baobao to act. He didn't know Yang Zhan and Han Linglong, two little-known people.But Han'er was secretly startled when she heard it. She guessed that Yang Zhan hid Zhao Min in order to force her to show up.So he came back from Dadu after traveling thousands of miles, trying to steal Yang Zhan's head token—that is, the jade pendant to save people.But who would have thought that Han Linglong would appear on the way, and she didn't dare to let Yang Zhan know about it, so she had to drop her luggage to confuse her sight, but she didn't expect the jade pendant to fall down.When Si Shuya brought her back, she found Zhao Min sleeping soundly in Si Shuya's room, but she knew she was not Si Shuya's opponent and did not dare to act rashly.

When Si Shuya read the letter, her expression was very bad.He hurried to Yang Zhan's room before releasing her acupuncture points, and then hurried away with Zhao Min.

Han'er followed Si Shuya all the way here.Yang Zhan found out the clue, finally this girl came out, how could she let her be stupid again?So he took Shi Hongyu to chase Han'er.

As a result, Han'er left with Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao, but Yang Zhan found that Han Linglong was besieged by more than ten Persian masters.She didn't even hesitate to lend a hand.The Ancient Tomb Sect is also very powerful, once Yang Zhan makes a move, how dare members of the Beggar Sect stand by and watch?No matter how powerful the Persian masters are, they can't beat the crowd.

When Han Linglong lost too much blood and was about to faint, Yang Zhan quickly hugged her.Han Linglong was also anxious, "Are you healed from the injury? You can't use your internal strength!" Her lips were extremely pale, and she pushed Yang Zhan away. Yang Zhan struck her unconscious with a knife in his hand.

When he woke up again, he was in the ancient tomb.As soon as Han Linglong opened her eyes, she hurriedly looked for Yang Zhan, but someone stopped her, saying that the master is all right, please rest well.

Only then did Han Linglong realize that she had entered the tomb of the living dead.I couldn't see Yang Zhan on the left or right, so she just wandered around and chatted with people when she had nothing to do.Unexpectedly, the girls of the Ancient Tomb Sect are very friendly. Although the girls are in the ancient tomb, they are not lifeless, but very energetic.Apart from not daring to be rude to the head of the family, they lived freely and happily.

This place is simply a paradise.Yang Zhan was infected by their happiness, and his mood gradually improved.

Now that she finally saw Yang Zhan, she felt a little missing.As for that little junior sister... Han Linglong considered her to be the little girl he "abducted" back then.

After hearing her words, Yang Zhan paused, his face a little uncomfortable, "That's an outsider, too."

"Well," Han Linglong said, "You are her senior sister, and I am her sworn elder sister, and I am older than you." She tilted her head and looked at Yang Zhan, "Why don't we also sworn vows? It doesn't count outsiders."

Yang Zhan didn't make a sound, his face was a little red, and he stopped by the stream.Han Linglong looked at her expression, feeling a little inexplicable in her heart, suddenly laughed and said, "Yang Zhan, look, I saved your junior sister, and you saved me, fate." She paused, with a smile on her face. Smiling and serious, "I was the one who was abrupt in the past, Yang Zhan, and I hope you... Your Excellency has a lot."

Yang Zhan shook his fingertips, and said for a long while with downcast eyes, "You can go when you recover from your injuries."

"Definitely." Han Linglong replied, "Thank you very much."

Yang Zhan gave a vague "um" and left in a hurry.

Han Linglong watched her back disappear from sight with a smile, feeling a little bit reluctant in her heart.But... But the external affairs are difficult, so I can't help but sigh.

The days when the Tomb of the Living Dead was isolated from the outside world were so relaxing. Sometimes Han Linglong lazily basked in the sun, and sometimes competed in martial arts with the disciples in the tomb.Yang Zhan watched silently, his attitude gradually eased, and sometimes he would chat with her without saying a word.

This day, Yang Zhan was practicing sword in the forest, and Han Linglong stood by with her arms folded and watched. Seeing her elegant and easy moves, simple but powerful, she couldn't help but admire in her heart, "You will definitely become a master in the future."

Yang Zhan put away his sword, lowered his head and smiled, "I don't practice martial arts for this."

"Huh?" Han Linglong wondered, "Then what are you doing for it?"

Yang Zhan asked instead, "What about you? Why do you practice martial arts?"

"Me," Han Linglong tapped his forehead, thinking for a while, "It's for self-protection." It's also for protecting others.

Yang Zhan smiled, "I didn't like to learn martial arts when I was young, but my master said I was talented, and no one in the Ancient Tomb Sect knew kung fu. Until—" She paused, glanced at Han Linglong, and said, "One day I met Only one person, um, is willing to learn martial arts."

"One...person?" Han Linglong accurately grasped the key words, looked at Yang Zhan's appearance, and asked hesitantly, "You...the person you like?" When he said it, he felt a little sour in his heart.

"I don't know." Yang Zhan got up, "I don't know what liking is. Maybe it's just a habit, the only one who made me happy first."

"I probably like it," Han Linglong looked at Yang Zhan and murmured, "I always think about it, and think that person is different, um..." She suddenly smiled bitterly, "It seems that I don't quite understand what is like."

Yang Zhan lowered his head and smiled, "Then you don't have to understand." She walked in front, "Master said, if there is someone who is willing to accompany you, and you are willing to let him accompany you, it is very rare. Do you know if you like it? unimportant."

Han Linglong was stunned for a moment, "Accompaniment?"

"Well," Yang Zhan replied, "Master said that the right person will feel close at hand even if they are far away, or the same bed with different dreams."

"..." Han Linglong was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Who is your master?"

Yang Zhan paused, "My master has passed away."

"……Feel sorry."

"It's okay." Yang Zhan exhaled lightly.

Han Linglong thought for a while, then suddenly said, "If Han'er is your junior sister, then I might have met your master." She glanced at Yang Zhan, "Except for your master, there should be no one in your ancient tomb sect who is five or sixty years old huh?" she said, "I see you guys are pretty young here."

Yang Zhan glanced at her, hesitated and said, "Masters and uncles are not in the ancient tomb, they scattered to places I like."

"Ah," Han Linglong frowned, "In this case, it might not be your master." She asked with a smile, "What's the relationship between Sister Han and Zhao Min?"

Yang Zhan sighed deeply, "She has nothing to do with Zhao Min," he frowned again, "I just fell in love with the elder brother of the little princess."

Han Linglong was extremely surprised.

Yang Zhan said worryingly, "That thief murdered Zhongliang, my generation of martial arts people wish I could cut him into pieces, and Han'er is just messing around."

"..." Han Linglong moved her lips and said with a sneer, "The little girl has grown up, and her eyesight has also become worse. She really doesn't play cards according to common sense."

It provoked Yang Zhan to glance at her, and Han Linglong quickly said, "This kind of thing can't be blocked. If she likes it, let her do it."

"How can this work?" Yang Zhan was displeased, "How can I just watch her go into the mouth of a tiger?"

"Every flower is in everyone's eyes. It's useless for others to say more. She has to see Wang Baobao through her own heart before she can repent." Han Linglong said quietly, "Otherwise, even if you tie her up in the ancient tomb, she will never forget it." , maybe I will turn against you in the end."

Yang Zhan gave her a suspicious look, and Han Linglong said again, "Maybe the more you object, the more interested she is. Why don't you secretly protect her so that she doesn't suffer, and let her do the rest." After thinking about it, she asked again, " Do your seniors and uncles take care of these things?"

Yang Zhan frowned, "The elders don't care, but I am the head of my sect."

Han Linglong smiled, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. It's no harm for young people to suffer some setbacks. And emotional matters can only be directed from the sidelines. Forcible interference may be counterproductive."

Seeing what she said was serious, Yang Zhan was thoughtful.

Han Linglong didn't speak anymore, Yang Zhan drank his tea and practiced his sword again.Han Linglong just stood aside and watched silently, feeling very pleasing to the eye.

Quiet and quiet, without interfering with each other, they don't feel any difference, it just seems that time has calmed down, the sun rises and the moon sets, and they don't know the years.

The author has something to say: The original intention of opening this fan story is just to fill my own imagination, it may not be a normal love story (*/ω＼*)