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Although Ye Jin is a member of the rivers and lakes, after all, the prince was born and was brought to Qionghua Valley by his master when he was young. Therefore, he did not know many martial arts seniors. At this time, I heard Shen Qianfeng said that Yang Qingfeng was originally a general of the court. Later, he was dissatisfied that the first emperor heard that the treacherous nephew harmed Zhongliang, and confronted him in front of hundreds of officials. As a result, he was downgraded to seven ranks in three days and became a small official guarding the city gate.

"It turned out to be General Yang." Ye Jin said, "When I was a child, I heard the court lady secretly talk about it. There was a general who was afraid that he would suffer. I just remembered you."

"Later, my senior resigned and returned to his hometown and became a free and happy idler." Shen Qianfeng said, "He traveled to many famous mountains and rivers, traveled north to the ice field and crossed the ocean to the east. When he returned, he often talked with his father all night long. Don't look at him at this time. Like a crazy old naughty boy, he was actually very insightful and taught me a lot."

Ye Jin sighed: "If my emperor father had a clearer mind when he was alive, he wouldn't be in the same position as he is now." There was Yun Broken Soul in the front, and Yang Qingfeng in the back. The loyal minister and Liang Jiang could not keep it. The old fox who played with power is a circle. A group of people caused Chu Yuan to be devastated now.

"Senior said that he had a close relationship with the head of Lu Er. This time, he took the initiative to find Sun Moon Villa after hearing that he was in trouble." Shen Qianfeng said, "It just so happens that you are also studying the antidote, and you can discuss it with Senior tomorrow. Many people always have multiple paths."

Ye Jin agreed and went back to the bedroom with him to rest.

Outside Yangzhi City, four or five horses are guarding the mountain road. There are no torches, only stars.

Seeing that the sky was about to light up in another hour, but the surroundings were still quiet and no movement, the leader of the horse team finally got anxious and craned his neck to look towards the end of the road.

At this moment, one person seemed to have heard something, stood up and shouted in a foreign language, and soon saw a brown-red horse galloping, and the person on his back was Yelvxing.

"Second prince." The previous leader stepped forward to hold the horse for him, but was startled again, "Are you injured?"

"A few willow darts are nothing but nothing." Yelvxing didn't care, "Let's go, get out of the mountain."

"Out of the mountain?" The other party was puzzled, "Where are you going."

"Back to the desert." Yelvxing single-handed whip, the steed hissed, four hoofs leaped up.

"But Mingyue Tomb--" Before all the subordinates had finished speaking, Yelvxing had disappeared at the end of the mountain road. They had to turn on their horses and hurriedly pursued them.

After the smoke and dust from the horseshoe dissipated, the mountains returned to tranquility, as if nothing had happened.

Leading the mansion, Lu Zhui was staring at the top of the bed, as if thinking about something.

Xiao Lan stretched out her hand to cover his eyes.

Lu chasingly turned around and squeezed closer to him. Maybe it was because of the injury, or maybe it was really cold tonight, he felt a little bit cold.

Xiao Lan pressed his shoulder with one hand, and then encircled the person in his arms, bowed his head and kissed the soft hair, with a patient and gentle affection in his eyes, only for one person in this life.

The body warmed up again, Lu Chai wrapped his arms around his sturdy back, closed his eyes and kissed him.

The fusion between lips and teeth is gentle, which can not only convey the full of love among lovers, but also not too much to start a prairie prairie and lose sense. Xiao Lan seemed to be kissing a fragile treasure, inch by inch, delineated by his beautiful eyes, straight nose, and smiling lips.

Across a thin layer of clothing, those old scars could still be felt under his palms, Xiao Lan tightened his arms and sucked another red mark behind his ears.

He wants to take all the injuries for him.

"What are you thinking about?" Lu asked, curling up a strand of his hair with his fingers and tugging gently.

"In the future," Xiao Lan said, "I really want to make a cotton den and put you in the sun, without thinking about anything or doing anything."

Lu Chai agreed with a smile, pressed his forehead, and kissed him softly.

In the early morning of the next day, a bird fluttered in the mountains with a gentle and melodious song.

Inside the cave, Ji Hao opened his eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air.

In the past few days, he concentrated on his exercises, and finally completely suppressed the restless zhenqi in his body, and his tinnitus was also reduced. The more people in this world are greedy for life and fear of death, the more they like to avoid medical problems and avoid reality, so after moving the sore muscles and bones, Ji Hao began to comfort himself. Perhaps the soul of the bat has completely died in this exorcism. He was silent all the time, and only dared to hide in this cave.

Of course, if he got the old cheat book at this time, he would find that the facts are not as good as imagined. This occupation was still a failure, because he did not inherit the almost crazy fascination with Mrs. Bai Yu. In his heart, the most important thing was still Mingyue Tomb.

What's even more strange is that the small memories left by the bats in the original mind have completely disappeared after this treatment-the dirty old soul seems to have completely abandoned this body, and has accepted his life and disappeared in the world with the wind. between.

It's a bad thing, but it's also a good thing. Ji Hao turned and looked behind him, there were mountains of gold and silver left by bats, and a faintly red lotus lamp.

How many people in the martial arts have broken their heads, but it is so easy to fall into their own hands. This is an opportunity given by God, no one should want to take it again.

He wrapped his gray robe, and the ghosts drifted into Yangzhi City.

...

Xiao Lan left a red mark behind Lu Zhui's ears. After getting up, he had to loosen his hair, and loosen it behind his head. A few strands of broken hair fell off his face, and he was dressed in a thin white coat. The gentleman of the gentleman turned into a haggard...sorrowful look.

The little maid leaned close to Tie Yanyan’s ear and reported on 1510: "Master Lu has no hair tied today. He is crooked and looks better."

Tie Yanyan twisted his handkerchief in a hurry, when would he be able to get off the broken embroidery building.

Young Master Mingyu was totally unaware of what he was doing today, and all the little girls in the General Commander’s Mansion were disturbed. He was still grinding his ink, and picked up a good piece of gold-sprinkled rice paper, intending to relax and practice. word. The pen was given by Xiao Lan, and the ink was also given by Xiao Lan. At this moment of wind, I don’t know where he squeezed out his leisure time. I will make up a bird today and buy a pendant tomorrow. There are more tricks than anyone else.

Lu Zhui liked the things he gave, and he also liked this childish trick. The morning sun also warmed the surrounding scenery, the pen tip slowly wandered on the paper, and the mood grew calmer, seeming to only leave the little world on the table.

In fact, his writing is not worse than that of Wen Liu. He has been practicing martial arts all the time, and he has a little more strength that ordinary people can't figure out in his writing. It is like the great Lu family swordsmanship, wild and unruly, with messy Rough aesthetics-this is quite different from his people.

Xiao Lan encircled him from behind, gently wrapping her hands.

Lu Chau smiled, "Did you finish talking with your father?"

"Yeah." Xiao Lan said, "why suddenly remembered to write."

"If you have nothing to do, you don't allow me to go together." Lu Zhui was taken by him and wrote two words, "You follow me."

"Well... it's a bit like." Xiao Lan stopped.

"Stupid, I taught you." Lu Chai said, "When you were a kid, you were skinny and troubled, and you didn't want to write or study. You only wanted to learn from me."

"This sentence is old-fashioned, I don't know how old you are." Xiao Lan put his chin on his shoulder, "Is it tired? Just rest when you are tired."

"I can't help but feel weak." Lu Zhui put down his pen. "When I was in Chaomuya earlier, I had fever and headache, and I wrote hundreds of couplets."

"There are so many houses in the cottage?" Xiao Lan was surprised.

"Naturally not, I used it to make money in the city." Lu Zhui was half talking, and he was also a little funny. "Although he bears the name of a bandit cottage, he can't take it seriously when he has no money. It happened to be the new year. , I wanted to write some pairs and sell them in the city."

During that period, Wen Liunian had not been transferred, and the vast city was in a mess. There were pits on the street and tiles were falling. The people couldn't even eat their stomachs. There was no money to buy a pair. Even if it’s a little more generous at home, when you go to the street, you can easily turn over the wild grass with dragons and phoenixes dancing. You can’t see that "the days increase, the life is increased", nor the "spring is full of heaven and earth." Willing to buy, but also very disgusted.

"It's a terrible loss." Lu Zhui sighed, "It took a lot of money to buy red paper."

Xiao Lan wanted to laugh and feel distressed again, holding him and shaking.

"When will you return to Mingyue Tomb?" Lu asked.

"Now I'm leaving." Xiao Lan turned his body around, "Take care of yourself, and wait for me at Riyue Villa with peace of mind."

"So are you." Lu Chai said, "Don't get hurt."

Only these three words contain too much worry and perseverance. He has suffered many injuries, and it doesn't feel good. That's why he wants his beloved to be safe and sound, even if the action fails, even if the work falls short, don't get hurt.

Xiao Lan looked into his eyes, stroked the white profile face with one hand, and lowered his head to kiss.

His Xiao Mingyu is the warmest person in the world and the gentlest person in the world.

Lu Chai slightly used his force to push the person away: "You should go."

Xiao Lan carefully wrapped the cloak for him: "Is it cold?"

Lu Chai shook his head and pointed to the sky: "Where is the big sun, why is it cold?"

Xiao Lan wrapped his hand in his palm.

"I was seen by my father." Lu Chai drew back vigorously, "Don't make trouble, go back quickly."

Xiao Lan sighed: "Do you know your face now, don't you say it's me, even the blind can't fool you?"

Lu Zhui: "..."

Xiao Lan picked up the person and stepped into the inner room.

Lu Chai had no choice but to compromise, clutching his shirt, his eyes were a little black.

He didn't know where the inexplicable chill came from. He was okay just now, but when he noticed discomfort, the piercing ice blade suddenly burst out, freezing most of the blood.