film world traveler

The girl said: "This was specially dug by the leader of my family. He spent a huge amount of money to divert spring water from all directions to form a lake. It is said that he was just waiting for one person."

Chen Jun: "...."

Who are you waiting for?...Waiting for him? With Dongfang Bubai thinking about him, Chen Jun really doesn't know what to say.

"Sir, is that right there?"

The girl's slender fingers pointed at the center of the rippling lake. The water surface was sparkling, the sun was not drying, and the breeze was gentle. It was the perfect beauty of spring.

What's more, there is a small boat floating on the lake. The boat is slowly floating, and above it is a woman in a bright red robe with a stunning face, a slightly straight nose, and heroic eyes with an unparalleled domineering look in her sword-shaped brows.

Her lips were bright red and moist, and her slender green fingers poked out of the sleeves of her red dress. Her fingernails were as red as blood. She held the celadon wine glass high, her eyes were blurred, and she opened her mouth to drink the clear and transparent wine.

She rested her head on the thigh of another stunning woman. The woman had a faint smile on her lips, her eyebrows lowered gently, and she was wearing a plain white brocade dress without any decorations, only a pure ribbon around her waist.

The clothes are half unbuttoned, revealing a scenery that makes men unable to take their eyes away.

But Dongfang Bubai's gaze did not linger for a moment, and such a picturesque scenery was finally broken by Chen Jun.

"Won't you come up?"

The breeze was still blowing lightly on the lake, and the sound condensed into a thread and penetrated into the ears of Chen Jun, who was in a daze.

"Ha~"

Chen Jun couldn't help but chuckle, and tapped the water with his toes, as if a flying swallow was gliding, and in the blink of an eye he was on the boat.

A gaze that was faster than Dongfang Bubai focused on him. The gaze was so complex that even Chen Jun couldn't tell any information using psychological analysis.

This may be Xue Qianxun in the movie, or the poem that accompanied Linghu Chong on his romantic night in the movie.

"What are you looking at? Is he good-looking?"

Dongfang Bubai touched his forehead, closed his eyes slightly, and curved the corners of his mouth, adding a different kind of charm.

"He is indeed good-looking, with a face like a crown jewel and a heroic figure, especially those peach blossom eyes, which should capture the souls of many girls in the world, hahahaha..."

The girl covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing like a silver bell.

"So do you like him?"

Dongfang's voice drifted out, and the girl trembled slightly, shook her head slightly, lowered her head and said: "Master Lin is unparalleled in martial arts, and he is so young. The slave family likes it, but he can only provide for it and watch..."

"Really, what about you?"

Dongfang Bubai continued to ask questions on his own, but Chen Jun had no intention of waiting any longer and raised a glass of wine: "I wonder if Miss Dongfang invites me here. What's the matter?"

He drank it in one gulp and looked at the two people opposite him who looked like a couple of gods and gods. It was as if a peerless and beautiful scene was unfolding in front of him. Now, with the addition of him, a tacky man made of mud, he had polluted the pair of jade figures made of water.

Regardless of whether Dongfang Bubai has any special feelings for him or not, there can't be any consequences between the two of them.

Of course, he himself has no worldly prejudice against her. We have seen too many such situations in later generations, not to mention the fact that the Eastern Invincible Heavenly Man has now transformed into a human being, reversed the yin and yang, and his body has undergone another kind of transcendent transformation.

At the same time, he was not pretentious and thought that Dongfang would definitely have feelings for him.

Let’s not talk about the relationship between them, but let’s talk about the original relationship between Dongfang and Linghu Chong. Whether it is a relationship between a man and a woman is still a big question mark.

From a professional psychological perspective, this is complex and difficult to explain in a nutshell.

"Can't I invite you to Blackwood Cliff if you have nothing to do?" Dongfang Bubai gently put down his wine cup and replied, "Don't forget, my warrant is still in your hand."

"One of the purposes of this trip is to return the warrant. I hit it off with the Oriental girl that day and I was very happy."

"Then you still dare to deceive me with premeditation?"

"I didn't expect that Dongfang girl would believe it so easily." Chen Jun's voice rose a few degrees and he smiled: "Besides, the Zhu Wuyou you want me to kill for you is already dead. If you want to fulfill your ambition, you

Even if you have any ambitions, I won’t stop you.”

"But you have to be careful. After your cooperation with the emperor is over, he will deal with the remaining forces of Cao Zhengchun and Zhu Wuli, and he will still surround you in the end."

"What is this, concern?"

Dongfang took the order and suddenly heard a faint sound. The order exploded and the powder was blown out by the breeze. It seemed that there were not many words between the two.

"What else do you want?" she asked in a low voice.

"I have three things to do when I come to Heimuya. The first is to return the warrant, and the second is to have a few drinks with you."

He opened the wine jar's clay seal, and Dongfang raised his glasses to drink together.

The two of them had wine in their throats, and before they knew it, the wine was gone and the sky was filled with glowing clouds.

"What about the third thing?"

"I want to fight you!"

"good!"

With a cry of surprise, "I've wanted to fight you for a long time.'

On the lake, two figures moved in the air. Under the silver moon, their figures were beautiful.

The wind and waves gradually subsided, Dongfang Bubai rested his head in Xue Qianxun's arms, watching the figure gradually go away.

"He's gone, I don't know if he will appear in the world again." Xue Qian looked into the distance gently, Wu Nong whispered softly, and sang softly: "The world is like my generation, and once I enter the world, the years are rushing; the emperor's hegemony is about

Laughter is like a drunken life."

Dongfang continued on to the second half of the story: "I lift my sword and ride astride, waving ghost rain, bones as white as mountains and birds flying in fright; earthly things are like tides and people are like water, only a few people return to the rivers and lakes."

**

After leaving Heimu Cliff, the world has been shaken by several pieces of news that have spread all over the world.

The death of Cao Zhengchun was implicated in the twenty-year plan of the iron-courage god Hou Zhu Wuwu, which involved the emperor, the top ten generals of the imperial court, the four major spies, and various martial arts sects.

On the surface, the winner of the peak of power may be Cao Zhengchun, but I didn't expect that it was Zhu Wuwu who was hiding behind the scenes and secretly pushing it. But in the end, I didn't expect that under such a good situation of the first two, he would be swept away by the little emperor.

There is one person behind all of this, Lin Pingzhi.

There are various opinions on this, some talk about his role in it, some talk about the fact that he has been granted the title of general, gained millions of wealth, and that he will be the next master of Hulong Villa, and some talk about how high his martial arts are.

He is no longer in the world, but his legend is prevalent in the world.

Mount Heng!

Hengshan is not far away, it only takes two or three days to get there.

Amidst the clouds and mist, Mount Hengshan takes on a new look after the drizzle. The air is filled with fresh and clear rain, which makes people feel refreshed.

The morning bells and evening drums, the sound of Buddha and the sound of girls practicing their swords are heard in the distance.

For men, being the leader here may be a very happy thing.

Even watching young girls practice swordplay and laugh after the new rain is a joy. Many old gangsters think so too. Unfortunately, when climbing up the wall, teachers will always be too ruthless.

"Yilin."

"Um."

In the room of the Zen monastery, two smooth little heads wrapped in plain clothes were walking slowly on the bluestone road.

"A few days ago, I picked some fruits on the mountain and made green plum wine. Do you want to drink it?"

"Master said we can't drink. Do you want to drink?"

"Oh, I made a mistake. It's green plum tea. It's sour and sweet. Do you want to drink it?"

"Okay, I will definitely not tell the master."

"Come to my room tonight and I'll give it to you evenly."

"Creak~" Push the door open.

"Yilin? Why is there a scripture under your bodhi tree?"

"Luoying Shenjian~What a beautiful name."

Yilin opened her eyes and looked around, only to see a figure in white standing in the mountains in the distance. She clasped her hands and chanted the name of the Buddha, but the figure had disappeared.