Martial Arts Conquer System

If it is someone else's complaint, it can be seen that Han Lin should also be a very strict and decisive person, not like a cruel man.

Lu Yang frowned. Did Han Lin pretend to be too deep, or did he miss any clues in the middle?

Lu Yang was slightly surprised for a while, and soon he took out a second piece of rice paper, which was written by Han Linyi's mint chant: "The corners are full of green and green, and the grass is clear and pungent and fragrant. Qing Gao and remote refers to Ling Xuexiang , My Honda Shezao Chinese Medicine."

Lu Yang raised his eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "Qing Gaoyao points to Ling Xuexiang, my Honda Shezhao Chinese Medicine..."

Lu Yang smiled silently. This Han Lin wanted to come to someone who should be extremely noble, extremely proud, and extremely cherished feathers.

Perhaps other people who read this poem have the same thoughts as Lu Yang. He saw the comment below and wrote: "The pattern is so small that Miao is also mistaken. It's really narcissistic!"

The words in this comment are also very clear, but it can still be seen from the hand of a woman, and it also has a bit of anger.

Lu Yang could imagine the vivid and interesting expression of the woman when she wrote the comment. Lu Yang shook his head amusedly. He was about to turn to the next one.

Suddenly, Lu Yang's hand froze. No wonder he felt familiar. The comments under this poem...are Han Bing's handwriting!

How could this be! Lu Yang threw away the paper in his hand, shaking his hands to unfold the paper ball that was discarded on the table.

This paper is a few years old, and because of wrinkles, the handwriting is a bit vague, but it can still be recognized vaguely. The words written on it, "If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the dark."

It was like a blast of thunder sounded in Lu Yang's ears. Lu Yang's hands were shaking too much, so he had to grasp the rice paper in his hands tightly, his chest rising and falling violently.

His breathing became rapid, and he stared at the words on the paper, as if to burn a hole in the paper.

Lu Yang seemed to tremble unwillingly to unfold the ball of paper thrown on the table, but Han Lin's scribble handwriting seemed to be full of love and pain:

"Love, harm, worry, hatred, how to explain it? The Buddha has said: all love will happen, impermanence is rare for a long time. There are many fears in life, life is at stake in the morning dew, love is born of worry, love is born Fear, if you are away from the lover, there is no worry and no fear."

Lu Yang's hands and feet were cold, he loved her deeply, and he hoped that such a deep love would get a fair return. He didn't want to think of a nasty lover who was pregnant with his own flesh and blood.

There was a voice in his heart, but he couldn't help crying out: "Does she love Yindancao only because she loves the house and the crow? Are those days of living together just because she copes with a vain snake? Are those tender and sweet vows just What is her way to deal with her urgent needs? Did I misunderstand her or did she simply have no intentions?"

Do not! Lu Yang shook his head. How could he be so viciously jealous of his lover.

If she loves herself less, will she be born to death with herself? Seeing the paper in his hand, Lu Yang felt entangled again.

Just when Lu Yang was thinking about it in secret, Han Bing's anxious call came from the plum forest not far away from the yard: "Lu Yang, Lu Yang, where are you?"

The call was getting closer and closer, and Han Bing had directly approached Si Qiyuan.

auzw.com Sure enough, Han Bing didn't worry about his staying in Merlin. Now I am afraid that he recalled that there was something in the depths of Merlin that he couldn't see, right?

Lu Yang felt bitter, but his reaction was not slow.

He quickly returned the paper ball to its original position, opened the rear window with one flick of his finger, and closed the window with another flick of his finger, flying out like a light smoke, turning his head back to the original place without a sound.

Han Bing looked around, but found no trace of Lu Yang, worried that Lu Yang had entered the house.

Han Bing looked up at the plaque on the door of her eyes. She gritted her teeth and was about to push the door in. Suddenly heard a clear voice behind him: "Han Bing."

As soon as Han Bing turned around, he saw Lu Yang standing under the red plum tree not far away, the red plum in white clothes, and the Zhilan Yushu.

Han Bing stared at Lu Yang, who happened to be staring at her.

The setting sun reflects the sunset, and the dark purple sky is warm and romantic by the light red sunset.

This kind of quiet and good sense of peace caused Han Bing's heart to move slightly. She smiled lightly and said, "I'm looking for you on something important."

Lu Yang couldn't laugh. As long as he saw Han Bing, the few words on the rice paper just appeared in his mind.

But Lu Yang couldn't question her. He could only suppress the anger and bitterness in his heart, and asked hardly: "What's the matter?"

Han Bing seemed to be in a good mood, as if he hadn't heard the faint anger in his words, and said softly: "You look at me."

After she said that, she took a step back, and turned around and drew a cold sword from her waist.

She shook the tip of the sword lightly, and immediately shook off a few beautiful sword flowers, and a set of light and ethereal swordsmanship came out smoothly.

"This is the complete spirit swordsmanship?" Lu Yang jumped out of surprise, contacting the name of this swordsmanship, his face sank again.

Han Bing calmly used a whole set of sword techniques, and she took the sword with a faint expression, "Its detachment is precisely because of the circulation of sword energy, which is endless. As long as this set of sword techniques is used, the true energy can penetrate. Without interruption, the sword energy will not be exhausted."

Han Bingqian smiled and said, "This is the way of imperial possessions, and the requirements for the state of mind are very high. If you have resentment and obsession, this sword will not be practiced well."

Lu Yang uttered a "um", and said in a deep voice, "The true energy is inexhaustible, and many masters can do it, but a clear and calm mind can be achieved by few people, so the more aggressive and savage, the more Can't control this sword technique?"

"Yes, three years ago, I abandoned the sword and used the sword. I also had this consideration, and I will have fewer and fewer days to hold the sword." Han Bing stared at Lu Yang and said sincerely: "I hope you can learn. This set of swordsmanship won't disturb your other techniques. There are not many people like you in the world."

"Swordsmanship is naturally excellent." Lu Yang touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "But I never use swords or weapons."

After hearing Lu Yang's words, Han Bing laughed: "What's the matter? To give an inferential example, Daxia Lu has forgotten? I said that this is the way of imperial things. It is the way of imperial things, and it is also used on chopsticks and wine glasses.". .

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