It was cold back then

Still want to consider?

Qi Sang stood up and looked at her, and said kindly: "What is there to consider? You are so good at kung fu, please give me advice."

With the corners of her lips slightly raised, Meng Qing said calmly: "But I don't have any kung fu now, I can't even beat you, and I'm not enough to guide you."

Qi Sang exposed her: "You are just stingy, you won't teach me!"

Meng Qing smiled without saying a word.

Unwilling to give up, Qisang strode towards the bed and pushed her twice: "Just teach me."

Meng Qing still closed his eyes, and said lightly: "What are you learning for?"

Qi Sang said: "Of course it's for the convenience of traveling!"

Hearing this, Meng Qing stopped talking again.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk to her, Qi Sang was a little bored, and immediately turned around and said, "Stingy! I'll let Lan Xin teach me!"

After saying this, she raised her legs and stepped forward, but after taking a step, a hand quickly wrapped around her waist, pulling her back directly.

As soon as her back touched the quilt, her body felt heavy, and her jet-black hair brushed her cheeks. Meng Qing rolled over and pressed her down, clasping her wrists gently.

The bright light is completely blocked, and there is a soft red in front of my eyes. As the distance gets closer, the unique fragrance also follows.

Qi Sang was a little flustered when he was pinned down by this person again without paying attention, and hurriedly said: "Get up, get up!"

There was a little bit of beautiful luster in the picturesque eyebrows, Meng Qing said with a smile but not a smile: "You want to learn lightness kung fu so that you can escape from me." After she finished speaking, she hummed in a low voice, "Do you think I will let you Your little idea succeeded?"

Even though the injury hadn't healed yet, Meng Qing's strength was still not something she could shake. Qisang gave up resistance after a few struggles, looked at her and said, "So what? I like freedom, I don't like being restrained. I can go wherever I want after I have acquired Qinggong.”

With the sky behind her back, that beautiful face was somewhat soft, Meng Qing lowered her eyes and looked down at her, with the usual tone: "Don't even think about it."

Qi Sang was dissatisfied: "You all know how to do light work, so why can't I do it!"

Meng Qing approached her and teased: "What's none of my business? There are so many things you don't know, should I be responsible?"

Qi Sang was furious: "You're so stingy!"

"Anyway, I won't allow it."

"Then I'll let Lan Xin teach me, don't worry about it."

"Yes, but you can see if she listens to you or to me."

Qi Sang was discouraged: "You just teach me what's wrong, and you won't lose a piece of meat."

Meng Qing stared at her and said: "When you learn lightness kung fu, you can return to Yue Chuhan's side at any time. I won't be so stupid as to make wedding dresses for others. You just give up."

Although the words were strong, her tone was a little imperceptibly sad. Qisang calmed down a lot, and her attitude eased a lot, and she said in a very low voice: "I didn't say I was leaving..."

Hearing her words, Meng Qing showed a faint smile again: "Really?"

This time it was Qisang who did not speak.

Meng Qing lowered her head and touched her lips, and said with satisfaction: "That's right, you don't like her, so why go back?"

The kiss was like a dragonfly touching water, it came and went quickly, Qisang still couldn't hold back her blushing, and pouted her neck and said: "But she is very good to me, and now she doesn't have Liu Shushu as a fiancée anymore, I am Of course you can like her."

With a slight glint in her eyes, Meng Qing looked at her and said, "Did I treat you badly?"

Qi Sang glanced at her, and asked blankly, "You don't even want to teach me lightness kung fu, so you're being nice to me?"

Seeing that Meng Qing was quiet for a moment, she let go of her, stood up and said, "Then let's go."

Qi Sang rolled her eyes and asked knowingly, "Where are you going?"

Meng Qing turned her head to the side, and said calmly, "I'll teach you lightness kung fu."

Overjoyed in her heart, but still pretending to be calm on the surface, Qi Sang followed her out of the bed, and deliberately said: "If you don't teach for a while, you will teach again, you fickle woman!"

Meng Qing put on the cloak smoothly, raised her arm and pinched her face: "It's too cheap to be a good boy." She paused, and laughed twice: "Now you know how to deal with me."

Qi Sang was overjoyed in an instant, and ran to the door happily, "I don't care, anyway, you said you want to teach me, so don't go back on your word!"

The corners of her lips were raised unconsciously, and there was a gentle smile in her eyes, as if she was helpless to her eccentricity, but also as if she was relieved by her bright appearance that she hadn't seen for a long time. Meng Qing looked at her figure, gently He laughed lightly.

……

"What are you doing?"

asked a calm voice.

She paused in the movement of folding flowers, then looked back, and there was a girl in a snow-white veil standing not far away in her sight, holding a cold long sword in her hand, her brows were slightly frowned, revealing something that did not suit her. The majesty of this age.

She looked at her for a while, then raised the flower branches in her hand: "Pick the flowers."

Looking at the scattered leaves and fallen flowers scattered around her feet, the girl said concisely: "Indecent."

Hearing these two words, she let out a "puchi" laugh, playing with the taste: "The flowers bloom so beautifully, it would be a pity not to pick them up. Instead of letting them wither alone, it would be better if I pick them up, and you can still enjoy them." It's more rewarding to please me than a long walk to death."

Hearing this, the girl frowned even tighter: "Nonsense."

She found it interesting and asked, "Why are you talking nonsense?"

With a slight movement of her figure, the girl walked towards her with steady steps, then bent down and picked up the fallen flowers in her palm.

"Whether it's a person or a flower, each has its own destiny, and no one has the right to interfere. If you think that breaking a branch is more meaningful than withering, then have you ever asked if it is willing to be plucked by you?"

The flat tone of voice didn't mean to be harsh, and he spoke slowly, which made people feel inexplicably kind.

She was stunned for a moment, and the smile on her face faded: "But who in this world would ask a question before picking it up?"

After she finished speaking, she snorted, her expression dimmed for a moment: "Just like this Jianghu, people want to kill, do you think someone will ask him before killing, 'Hey, do you want to die?', then you Tell me, if he replied that he didn't want to die, would that person really let him go?"

The girl pondered for a moment and replied: "If you are a treacherous person, you must be punished severely; if you are a kind person, you should naturally show mercy."

She looked at her, and said indifferently: "But this is just your idea, bad people deserve to die, but there are many good people who are wronged to death, so who ever asked those who suffered innocent injustice and ruined their lives?" Are they willing to die?"

The girl said solemnly: "I don't care how other people do things, but here I am, I will never kill innocent people and wrong good people, and in my lifetime, I will do my best to distinguish right from wrong, punish evil and promote good. If the situation is met by me, I will definitely not stand by."

Although she is still young and her face is still a little green, but when she said these words, she was surrounded by a kind of natural righteousness. Qi Fanfei has a different kind of gracefulness.

The person in front of her had a good temperament and extraordinary conversation. She was a little dumbfounded, so she looked at her carefully again, and then smiled again, and said with a high spirit: "You are a bit interesting. Miss is interested in you, what's your name?"

The girl replied: "My surname is Yue, and my name is Chuhan."

After she heard this, her eyes widened in astonishment: "Are you Yue Chuhan?"

The girl looked at her exaggerated expression and nodded.

She chuckled first, then walked around her, and finally approached her and said, "So it's you."

The girl was puzzled: "Dare to ask the girl?"

At a young age, why pretend to be old?She slandered, and said happily, "My name is Meng...Liu Shushu!"

Seeing the girl showing some surprise, she glanced at her before nodding and said: "So it's Miss Feixueju, nice to meet you."

"Fortunately, what would happen? He speaks sternly, like an old man," she said, raising her hand, and immediately a white silk flew out from her sleeve, and said provocatively, "I have heard that I have a finger pulp for marriage." The fiancée, not only the second lady of Biyun Villa, but also the future owner of the small villa, all said that you are good at martial arts, so let's compete."

The girl took a step back and put away the long sword: "You are a distinguished guest, I can't fight with you, my father will blame me if I know."

She seduced: "What are you afraid of? You said it as if you would definitely beat me to the ground. I can tell you that the name of my eldest lady in Liuyunguan was all typed out by myself. Look at you! With a well-mannered appearance, maybe he is not my opponent."

After all, she is young at heart, young and vigorous, hearing her words inevitably aroused her desire to win, the girl thought about it and said: "Alright, I also want to learn Feixueju's skills."

After a cup of tea, Bai Ling fell to the ground, and she was defeated.

"You bully people!"

Winning but not happy, the girl said flatly: "You are good at martial arts."

She was a little angry, thinking that this person was about her age, but his skills were much better than hers, so she said angrily, "I'm a guest, why don't you let me go?"

Hearing her words, the girl was a little surprised, but she also said plainly: "Since it is a competition, there will be a victory or defeat. How can you say that you are bullying? If I let you, this is not a competition."

She was angry: "You are such an idiot." After finishing speaking, she put Bai Ling back into her sleeves, turned around, "It's no fun, I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute."

Turning her head slightly, she saw that the girl picked up two flowers scattered on the ground, handed them to her and said, "No more?"

She looked at her, but her eyes did not stay on the two flowers, but on the slender and beautiful hand.

The hands of martial arts practitioners, not only do not have the slightest hint of roughness, but are white and tender, whether it is holding a sword or grasping a flower, it is so pleasing to the eye.

She raised her chin and said arrogantly: "I want to pick flowers, just for the moment of joy when I pick them off. These flowers will wither soon, and it's useless to keep them."

The girl couldn't agree with her statement, she shook her head and said: "It's not good to ruin a flower's life while only thinking about it for a while."

She laughed again, teasingly said: "You are making too much of a fuss. It's just a flower. When the flower fades and blooms, there will be no one. There will be another one. I like it, so I picked it. I don't want it." If I like it, I throw it away, and if I look at this flower, I won’t blame me for anything.”

The girl maintained the gesture of picking up flowers, and looked at her without saying a word. Although she didn't reply, her expression showed that she didn't agree with these remarks.

She thought for a while, and said generously: "Since you think it's wrong for me to pick and discard flowers, then you can keep this flower for yourself and treat it as a gift from me, how about it?"

The frowning eyebrows were relaxed, and the girl said "um" and withdrew her hand: "Thank you."

She still looked deserted, but she felt that she seemed to be smiling.

"Then go back to Feixue Residence, I will come to you every day to discuss, how about it?"

"can."

"Then it's settled like this, you have to let me do some tricks tomorrow!"

"it is good."

……

Thoughts are like kites with broken strings. Once the wind blows, they will drift away in an instant and cannot return for a long time.

The first meeting in childhood is still fresh in my memory, and every frame of the picture is still clearly emerging in front of my eyes. After many years, I have forgotten many things I have experienced, but only the scene when I saw her for the first time is always vivid. head.

The Xuan window is wide open, the cicadas are noisy outside the window, and the slightly hot summer wind blows, blowing up and down at times, making people drowsy.

In front of the window, there is a magnolia in full bloom.

The blossoming magnolias are like wind chimes, shaking all over the tree, and the flower scene is beautiful.

Suddenly, the magnolia tree trembled violently twice.

Shensi was pulled back to reality in an instant, Meng Ruyun was stunned, and immediately got up and walked out the door.

Then I saw two guard disciples holding machetes, chopping on the tree one by one.

"Okay, what did you cut it for?"

Hearing the sound, the two disciples froze, and then they replied: "Didn't Miss yesterday say that this tree blocked the light? She told the disciples to cut it down."

Meng Ruyun was silent for a moment, then waved her hand: "Forget it, just keep it."

The two disciples took the order, bowed to her one after another and retreated.

The knife marks were not shallow, and they were very conspicuously carved on the tree. She raised her leg and approached it, and reached out to touch it lightly.

After a while, a woman in a brocade robe came slowly.

Seeing her looking at the tree thoughtfully, Shi Yingrong also followed her gaze, but didn't ask any further questions, just said: "You have been back for half a month, when do you plan to do it? "

Meng Ruyun looked back at her, and said in a calm tone, "What's the hurry?"

Shi Yingrong said: "It took me a lot of effort to convince those sects to accept you. Since you have become the pavilion master, you should strike while the iron is hot. The actions in the Eastern Realm are not small. The heads of all sects gathered in Biyun Villa , I think we have already discussed a way to deal with you, but there is no movement here at all, how can we not be in a hurry in the Western Territory."

The two entered the room one after the other, and sat down at the table. Meng Ruyun asked, "Is there any news about Meng Qing?"

Speaking of this, Shi Yingrong snorted coldly: "Even if she hides well, I have sent many disciples to search in the past half a month, but I have not even found her shadow. Without the Seven Star Pavilion, she was seriously injured. , it seems that no matter how powerful you were in the past, you can only be a turtle now."

Meng Ruyun poured a cup of tea, tasted it and said, "Your junior sister has been by her side every step of the way, why, she didn't tell you?"

Shi Yingrong looked impatient: "She drank the ecstasy soup that Meng Qing gave her, and she wanted to stand by her side. I am too lazy to waste my words with her."

Then Meng Ruyun said: "Meng Qing, you don't have to worry about her."

Shi Yingrong was surprised: "You don't plan to deal with her anymore?"

With a "click", the teacup was put on the table, Meng Ruyun leaned her head on the beauty's couch, and said quietly: "It's pointless to deal with her, if you have that energy, it's better to use it to deal with Biyun Villa, not to mention that after I die, she can continue to treat Dong The environment poses a threat, the most important thing is that no one of you and me can kill her, so save some effort."

Hearing this, Shi Yingrong showed a strange look: "After you die? What do you mean?"

Meng Ruyun said: "Once the war breaks out, Yue Chuhan and I will definitely die." She smiled, "To tell you the truth, I don't have the confidence to kill her, so the only one who dies will be me. "

Unexpectedly, she would say such frustrating words when the battle was just around the corner. Shi Yingrong said speechlessly, "You are the master of the Seven Star Pavilion, and there are so many sects behind you supporting you, but it's still not so easy to die. This has not yet begun face-to-face You have already lost your heart by fighting, so why go head-to-head with others?"

"I understand the truth, you don't need to say more," Meng Ruyun said, "At first I really wanted to take revenge, and even in my dreams I wanted to kill all the Yue family members, but for some reason, now it's only the last step, but I suddenly have this revenge It’s okay not to report it, after all, Changfeng is dead, and I can be regarded as comforting the spirits of my parents.”

Shi Yingrong stared at her, her tone unpredictable: "So, you want to retreat?"

Meng Ruyun shook her head and smiled lightly: "That's not true, I just don't care about winning or losing as much as before, but there is no turning back when I start the bow, things have already developed to this point, and a fight is still inevitable, regardless of the final outcome Whether it’s good or bad, it’s time to draw an end.”

She closed her eyes and continued quietly, "I'm tired too."

Shi Yingrong didn't speak.

After a long while, Meng Ruyun spoke again: "Go and write a battle post and send it to Biyun Villa. Five days later, there will be a life-and-death showdown in the Wuguan Mountains. Tell all the sects in the western region to start making preparations now, and don't take it lightly."

Shi Yingrong responded, and when she reached the door, she couldn't help turning her body: "You are different from Meng Qing. Of course I hope you win, but if you don't cheer yourself up, no one can help you."

Meng Ruyun remained silent and nodded her head lightly.

People quickly went out, and the house returned to calm.

Her eyes moved to the half-covered magnolia tree, and she looked at it for a long time without knowing it, and then sighed deeply.

The author has something to say: the last battle is coming, gentlemen, this month must be over.

Then, what to write in the next book, I was almost thinking about it.

Do you want to continue to look at ancient style or modern?Anyway, I really don’t want to write complicated plot anymore (flag)

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!