Fox Demon Cultivation Manual

After the assault on his body was over, Song Ci felt that there was no place in his body that didn't hurt.

The woman with a sharp and sharp voice saw him motionless, as if passed out, and then stopped teaching, letting the dark wood room he was in.

When the surroundings were quiet, Song Ci was sitting on the ground panting, but suddenly felt his mouth moved, and a voice came out, "Sorry, you have suffered from this flesh."

Song Ci froze, raising his eyebrows slightly, "Are you ... Jiang Liang?"

"Yes, I am in your body."

This feeling of being dominated by the body made him feel weird, and from the outside he looked like a madman talking to himself.

"What is this place?" Song Ci asked.

"It's a chess game that hasn't settled yet. You have only taken part of it. These are the rest. You originally left it, but you didn't want you to find me. You brought me in." Voice, but Jiang Liang's tone is more gentle.

Song Ci didn't know what to say. Suddenly, I felt very sorry for Jiang Liang, but I wondered where I was sorry.

After a few moments of silence, Jiang Liang sighed slightly. "It happened decades ago. The three-foot bench was renovated many times. This small firewood house has been demolished long ago. I never expected to see you again in this place."

After listening to Song Ci, suddenly there was a question, "The palm here is so kind to you, why do you stay here for decades? I heard that Feng Zhuojun redeemed you for you."

Jiang Liang smiled, and Yun Dan said lightly, "The world is so big, only a three-foot platform can hold me, except here, I have nowhere to go."

Song Ci secretly defamated, the world is so big, leaving Qinchuan City, where can not hold a face of Jiang Liang?

After thinking about it, I still couldn't help asking, "Isn't it okay to leave here?"

Jiang Liang did not speak, and became extremely quiet. At a time, Song Ci thought that he was alone here.

Until Song Ci was slightly lethargic, the door of Chai Fang was suddenly opened. A woman came in and whispered to him, "Jiang Liang, the landlord let you out, but let me warn you not to look for Feng again. family……"

Only then did Song Ci feel that his body was moving. Fortunately, he was very capable of recovery. At this time, he didn't feel any pain, but Jiang Liang still walked slowly and returned to his room step by step. Candle light.

The room was clean and tidy, and did not want a woman's boudoir, but there was no obvious masculinity. He walked to the table and reached for a bronze mirror on the table.

Song Ci saw that the bronze mirror was exactly the same as the old man in the mirror, thinking that this should be the old man in the mirror. When thinking about Jiang Liang's sadness alone in the room several decades ago, the old man in the mirror Looking at it so openly, a sadness can't help but come to my heart.

Jiang Liang looked in the mirror and suddenly said, "Little boy, your face is so beautiful."

This sudden compliment made Song Ci feel a little embarrassed. He said, "It's too much to win, and it's not as good as Jiang Gongzi."

Jiang Liang said with a smile, "I don't want to be humble. Although my face is delicate, it is too showy. When I was young, many people wanted to spend money to redeem me as a man's pet."

This statement was frank and straightforward. Obviously Jiang Liang didn't care, but Song Ci didn't know how to answer the question. He only said, "It seems that everyone's appreciation of beauty is inseparable."

Jiang Liang smiled, opened the drawer of the table, and placed a folding fan in it quietly. He carefully took it out.

Before Song Ci looked carefully, I felt that my eyes were blurred, and then tears burst out, and I saw Jiang Liang slowly unfolding the fan, the fan surface was white and flawless, and a nail-sized word was placed on the fan bone— good.

The word is red like blood, and flows vividly under the candlelight.

Jiang Liang gently rubbed the word with his fingertips, seeming to have infinite attachment.

"Is this a folding fan from Feng Zhuojun?" Song Ci asked softly.

"It wasn't a gift. He came to me that day, I secretly hid it, and he forgot to take it when he left." Jiang Liang interrupted his thoughts with Song Ci, wiped a tear, and laughed, "Let the little boy laugh. Now, this fan has been in my hands for decades, and I have had feelings for a long time. It was just that the fire was almost burned out. I saw it again and I didn't hold back ... "

Song Ci said, "I understand."

In fact, I don't really understand this kind of emotion, but at this moment, apart from saying I know, I understand, I don't seem to be able to say anything else.

Jiang Liang was happy because of his sentence, pointing to the word, "Look, this is embroidered with blood silk. Feng Zhuojun said he would embroider me on the fan, so no matter where I went, Can take me. "

"How can silk be embroidered on a fan?" Song Ciyun wondered.

"I don't know, but he always has a way to sit." Jiang Liangdao, "Like the lantern in a whole street at that time, he has great tolerance."

Song Ci nodded slightly, thinking that hanging lanterns was not easy? As long as the money is enough, not to mention the lantern, even people can hang it.

Rare is the thought of Feng Zhuojun.

"I wanted Feng Zhuojun to come to me to ask for it, but who knows that he doesn't care about this fan at all, he just lost it. He never thought about finding it ..." Jiang Liang smiled clearly, but burst into tears, "Also lied to me that this is his most precious treasure."

"Perhaps he knows the fan is in your hand, so he simply gave it to you?" Song Ci comforted.

"If so, why is he so kind to me?" Jiang Liangdao said, "Did we all forget the vows we had promised?"

Song Ci wanted to ask what vows, but he was afraid of touching Jiang Liang's sadness and had to say, "It's over, Jiang Liang, you should come out of Feng Zhuojun's relationship."

"If I can really come out, I won't lay a star-studded chessboard." Jiang Liangdao said, "I also want to be able to finish my own heart knot."

He tilted his head and looked out the window, only to see that it was still the starry night sky, and it was now bright, but it was dark and it seemed to be raining.

"Time passes." Jiang Liangdao said, "Today should be Feng Zhuojun's marriage." Lazy listen to the book www.lanren9.com

"So fast?" Song Ci wondered. "If I remember correctly, Feng Zhuojun would just ask for a favor ..."

"Because I'm in the chessboard, the chess move is silent." Jiang Liang stood up and said in a relaxed tone. "Let's go and show you the worst nightmare I've had in decades."

Song Ci, who was saying this, was a little flustered, and had not had time to dissuade him. He saw that he pushed the door open and went out, and then suddenly many people came along the aisle, stopped in front of him, and the fat woman stood beside him, cold-eyed at Jiang Liang "What do you do?"

Jiang Liangdao, "I want to go out."

"Jiang Liang!" The fat woman raised her voice and stabbed Song Ci with ear pain. She said fiercely, "Today, Master Feng is married, and you do n’t know if you do n’t know how to live or die. If you want to go out today, break your legs first ! "

Jiang Liang was still stubborn and moved forward without a word.

He has a gentle temper, but he is very stubborn, and no one can persuade him.

"Hit me!" The fat woman hated.

Then a stick came down and knocked him severely on the lap, and immediately hit him on his knees, and the pain came, so shocked that Song Ci couldn't help but brow and hurt his body.

Jiang Liang groaned, stood up with trembling, and still moved forward.

"Fight again!" The fat woman ordered again.

Then the other leg was also hit hard with a stick, he couldn't support kneeling on the ground, and a cold sweat was densely packed instantly, his teeth braced and he got up.

Song Ci had no choice but to secretly operate that powerful force in his body and pass it to the limbs and bones. The body's injuries were repaired very quickly. When the next stick fell, he no longer had it on his hand, but it was broken. stick.

A group of people were stunned and Jiang Liang was very surprised. Song Ci couldn't help but urge him, "Go!"

Jiang Liang dominates Song Ci's body and pushes the person in front of him to run out. The fat woman sees people busy and stops, and runs to the second railing. He jumps down in anxiety.

I thought I would fall badly, but I didn't want my body to be quite light, like a fox walking silently, and landed smartly on the ground. Jiang Liang glanced at the fat woman with a vicious glance, and ran out without looking back. Three feet.

"Thank you little boy." Jiang Liang thanked Song for his breath.

Song Ci was silent and didn't answer, but he didn't feel the pain of Jiang Lianglai. At that time, Jiang Liang was a actor who could only sing and dance. How did he withstand so many people and how did he get out of the three-foot stand?

Jiang Liang ran desperately, a thunder rang from above his head, the heavy rain poured instantly, and the pedestrians on the road rushed to avoid it. Only Jiang Liang still ran against the heavy rain, as if he was tired, until the sound of suona came from his ear.

The sound came through the sound of rain, which couldn't cover the melodious tunes. Jiang Liang ran to the door of the house and stopped. When he looked up, Feng Fu's plaque came into view.

Feng Zhuojun got married inside, Jiang Liang ran here from Sanchitai all the way.

The moment he stood still, Song Ci said, "Jiang Liang, don't go in."

Jiang Liang said, "I'm here."

Song Ci didn't know how to persuade him, but it was really torture. He saw his lover wearing a robe and married someone else. Presumably few people could stand it. He groaned for a moment and asked, "Did you go in? ? "

Jiang Liang nodded. "Well."

Song Ci stopped talking, this was his choice and no one else could interfere.

The guards at the door all knew him, and one of them waved the knife handle and said fiercely, "Hurry on and go! Stop standing at the door! Beware of the people coming out!"

Another person said, "Gongzi, today is the day when our young master is overjoyed, so don't look for bad luck."

Jiang Liang looked at the two and said, "Let me in. I want to see you master."

"It's impossible. Both the old lady and the lady are inside. If they knew you were here, they would let someone discount your legs and throw you out!"

Feng's house was full of lights, the door was double-opened, and big double happiness was affixed to the doorposts. The red silk spread from the door to the main hall. If they were far apart, they could hear the guests laughing and the sound of suona loud.

"Who worshipped heaven and earth--" A loud voice came from far away through the sound of rain. Song Ci's ears were sensitive and he could hear clearly.

Jiang Liang's heart was tense, and the choking pain overflowed. This feeling was passed on to Song Ci in a clear and straightforward way. He whispered, "rush in."

Jiang Liang hesitated for a moment, "You will be hurt ..."

"It doesn't matter," Song said. "Compared to my heart, it's all minor injuries."

"What are you talking about here?" Said the guard, "let you go quickly and don't understand ?!"

Jiang Liang's eyes were frozen, and a lunge rushed into the door.

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