Chasing Ling Jian and Picking Acacia

"What..." His open and closed lips were pressed and rubbed, and his dark and focused gaze was cast on him. Jin Ling was shocked, "You ruined... yourself?"

Lan Sizhui put his index finger and middle finger into Jin Ling's mouth, felt the soft and warm inside, kept picking at his wet and slippery tongue, and murmured to himself as if obsessed, "Why resist, why doubt, I am the most important It's you."

The base of his tongue was suppressed, and Jin Ling wanted to retch uncomfortably, body fluid flowed out along Lan Sizhui's slender fingers, and he couldn't speak in tune, "Lan Si...Zhui..."

Lan Sizhui pulled out his finger and put it to his mouth. Under Jin Ling's surprised gaze, he stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick off the water, and said hoarsely, "Why don't you call Lan Yuan, my Ah Ling."

Jin Ling covered his mouth and coughed sullenly. The person in front of him was too unfamiliar, his eyes, tone, and movements were not the familiar Lan Sizhui. However, this look had been in his heart for ten years, so how could it not be him.

The clouds covered the moonlight, and Jin Ling's trembling body was outlined in the darkness. The days of running around had made this torso even more slender, as if it would fall down like a strong bow with just one light blow.

"It's time to go back." Before Jin Ling could react, the acupoints were tapped, and drowsiness came over him quickly.

No...he has nothing to say.

Lan Sizhui silently looked at the person in his arms who refused to fall asleep, lowered his head and kissed his half-opened eyes, the intoxicating aroma of wine lingered on the tip of his nose.

My heart seemed to have returned to the original point, all struggles were easily eliminated, and then fell into darkness...

Alan anxiously walked around in the yard, it was so late, why didn't the owner come back!Lan Sizhui sat on the saber, hugged Jin Ling across his arms, and looked down at the huge Jin mansion.

"A Ling, the Patriarch of the Jin Family or me, which one would you choose? Ten years ago you said not to be the Patriarch, what about now?"

Naturally there was no response, Lan Sizhui tightened his arms, and asked bitterly, "If I break your wings, will you hate me?"

The peaceful sleeping face looks so defenseless, even if he is hurt or betrayed, he still cries and clings to him, so can he look forward to it? In Jin Ling's heart, the most important thing is him.

Silently falling to the ground, Lan Sizhui walked slowly into the inner room and placed Jin Ling on the bed.After taking off his shoes and unbuttoning his outer robe, his pupils dilated instantly, and his forehead was firmly tied to his close-fitting jacket, shaking with Jin Ling's breathing.

The moiré pattern on it is already a little blurry, but it is very clean, the whitish color seems to have been washed over and over again, the corners of the mouth are slowly raised, and the eye sockets are bloodshot.

Vigorously picked up the sleepy Jin Ling, frantically gnawed on the soft lips, his heart was sore and painful.

Jin Ling frowned, shaking his head helplessly, trying to escape.Lan Sizhui couldn't make it right, so he forcefully pried it open and wrapped it around.

"You are mine and will always be mine."

"You broke your wings, I will take you to fly."

...

"Si Zhui, you are finally back." Wei Shun had been waiting in the study for two hours, "Look at this."

Lan SiZhui took the very common paper, read it from the beginning to the end, and laughed lightly.

Wei Shun couldn't believe it, "Are you still laughing? Didn't you see how the higher ups slandered you!"

"I see." The paper stated that Lan Sizhui, the patriarch of the Lan family, colluded with the imperial court to control the conspiracy of the Immortal Clan. Don't fall for the sect.

"This kind of paper has been plastered all over the streets and alleys, and some sects have already refused to continue to cooperate with us. In my opinion, we must immediately give up the monopoly of raw materials and show our sincerity to all the immortal sects."

"No." Lan Sizhui carefully folded the paper and handed it to Wei Shun, "Continue, and as long as it is helping the Lanling Jin Sect, no raw materials will be provided."

"What did you say!" Wei Shun threw away the paper, his dark face turned red, and shouted angrily, "Do you know what you are doing! We have done so much, and we have been working hard for it for ten years. You They are willing to go to perdition!"

Lan Sizhui's eyes were calm and unwavering, as if he had expected it a long time ago, Wei Shun's heart suddenly turned cold, and a thought that he never dared to think crossed his mind, if Lan Sizhui didn't do this for the purpose of developing a business, if he had achieved his goal... .

His throat seemed to be choked, and Wei Shun asked each word with difficulty, "Are you trying to ruin yourself?" Lan Sizhui didn't answer, Wei Shun froze all of a sudden, and his soles felt cold.

When Jin Heng heard that Jiazun was back, he rushed to the study, he also saw those papers, and a vague voice came from the study, "You are such a madman."

madman?Just when he was about to push the door open, it was suddenly pulled open from the inside. Wei Shun strode away as if he hadn't seen him, and walked in suspiciously. Lan Sizhui was writing something intently.

"Jia Zun." Jin Heng called out and stood obediently by the side waiting for Lan Sizhui to finish writing. Lan Sizhui waited for the ink to dry, folded it in half, and handed it to Jin Heng, "Help me stick this piece of paper At the gate of the Jin family."

Jin Heng took it, raised his head and asked, "Now?"

"Yes, don't let people notice it. After posting it in the study room, I have something to tell you."

Jin Heng took off the saber on his back and stood on it steadily. It was almost dawn, and he had to hurry up.

When he came to Jinling Terrace, Jin Heng saw two people standing at the door. He took out two blank yellow talismans from his arms, took out a brush, licked the tip of the pen with his saliva, and quickly drew a few strokes on the paper.

The yellow talisman flew over lightly. The gatekeeper noticed it and split it with his sword vigilantly. Unexpectedly, the yellow talisman burned and emitted strange smoke. Soon, both of them fell down and fell into a deep sleep.

Jin Heng laughed mischievously, Yu Jian flew over, took out the paper and unfolded it, rubbed his eyes to make sure he read it right, and couldn't close his mouth, because the paper read:

Lan Sizhui sincerely invited Jin Zongzhu to the competition arena in two days' time to fight for life and death.

The effect of the yellow talisman was short-lived, and the two sleeping people were about to wake up. Before Jin Heng could think about it, he took out the knife, and using force with his wrist, he nailed the paper to the gate, stepped on the saber and hurried back.

Lan Sizhui took out a set of clothes from the camera obscura beside the bed, which was impressively embroidered with stars and snow waves. Jin Heng jumped to the ground, grabbed the saber, and kicked open the door of the study.

"Jiazun, why do you want to fight to the death with Dad! Doesn't Jiazun like Dad?"

Lan Sizhui waited for him to finish shouting, and took Jin Heng's hand, which was covered with thin calluses, which was left over from years of persistent sword practice.

"Jin Heng, you must remember what I tell you next, and you must not violate it. Is it possible?"

Jin Heng looked at Lan Sizhui's serious face, and nodded stiffly, "Two days later, I want you to put on this suit, hide in a dark place, and don't be discovered by anyone, then I will hurt your father, you must Look at the timing of my attack, rush out and stab my vitals with the sword."

"What!!!" Jin Heng's eyes widened, his heart was beating violently, Jia Zun was his father, how could he stab his father!

"How could I do this, I will never do this!" Lan Sizhui said sharply, "You have to do this, otherwise I will hurt your father."

After all, he was a ten-year-old child, and Jin Heng was greatly frightened, so he cried and said, "That family respect should not hurt daddy, okay?"

Lan Sizhui wiped away Jin Heng's tears, "Do you know why I keep teaching you how to cultivate and let you stay by my side?"

"Because you will be the next Patriarch of the Lanling Jin Sect, succeeding your father to revive the Lanling Jin Sect."

Jin Heng was extremely intelligent since he was a child, ever since Lan Sizhui let him know what the Patriarch needed to do, he had been faintly aware of it, but he never thought that this day would come so early.

"Your father and I were forced to separate because of our respective identities, but the rumors and gossips still haven't stopped."

"Why." Jin Heng looked at Lan Sizhui with teary eyes, Jia Zun had already gone to the barbarians, why are there still rumors.

Lan Sizhui sighed, and hugged Jin Heng, "Because we fell in love with each other, we haven't been married for ten years. There has never been any speculation about us in the world. I can only use this method to convince them that you and me are convinced." Dad is incompatible with fire and water, and takes their eyes off forever."

"Would you blame me for selfishly deciding the future for you?"

Jin Heng shook his head, if there was no family respect, he would have died a long time ago, "You are my father, how could I blame you."

The picture he has seen most since he was a child is Jiazun standing in the house, looking at Dad's portrait with sad eyes, and sometimes he can look at it for hours.

When I was young, I didn't understand, and I still clamored to see my father. Every time Jiazun touched him, then picked him up, and said with a smile, "When Jin Heng grows up, I will be able to see my father."

"Thank you." Hearing these words, Jin Heng couldn't stop crying. It should always be him who should say thank you.

...

As soon as the day dawned, the news of Lan Sizhui fighting against Jin Ling spread throughout the Jianghu.What is the martial arts arena, as long as you stand on it, you must be seriously injured before you can come down, this is the rule of the world.

In the past, everyone would never have believed that Lan Sizhui would do this, but the Jin family was about to be destroyed by Lan Sizhui, this was a fact, and coupled with the rumors, they had no choice but to believe, and could only lament the impermanence of the world.

Those who said that Lan Sizhui and Jin Ling were a couple were severely slapped in the face.

The moment Jin Ling saw the letter, he almost fainted.Holding the Zidian in hand, Jiang Cheng rushed to Yunshen, his face was purple with anger, he wanted to kill that heartless boy!

Wei Wuxian blocked the door, "Jiang Cheng, you can't go in!"

"Step aside!"

"You calm down."

"Step aside!!!"

Zi Dian was thrown out with a snap, and a cold sword light collided with Zi Dian.

Lan Wangji shielded Wei Wuxian behind him, looked at Jiang Cheng expressionlessly, and Bichen and Zidian rubbed off a strong electric light.

Jiang Cheng laughed back angrily, "Okay, since you must protect that kid, don't blame me for not being sympathetic!"

"Wait, listen to me!"

However, Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng had already soared into the air, and they were fighting hard.

Wei Wuxian pulled out the Chen Qing pinned to his waist, took out the talisman paper with his left hand, bit his finger and drew a complex pattern with blood, the talisman paper rushed up into the sky, emitting a burst of strong light, and the ear-piercing flute sounded at the same time.

The eyes of Lan Wangji and Jiang Cheng were caught in the blink of an eye, and the sound of the flute hindered their listening and arguing, so they had to both lower down. Wei Wuxian angrily pulled Lan Wangji and stood between them, "I can't understand human words. !"

"Jiang Cheng, I promise you that SiZhui will never hurt Jin Ling! If Jin Ling gets hurt a little bit, I will break the petition, so you can rest assured? SiZhui did this so that they can live together Together."

Jiang Cheng said sarcastically, "Don't hurt Jin Ling? He forced Jin Ling to run around. As long as he is helping Jin Ling, there will be no good end. The Jin family will collapse, can't you see it!"

"Sizhui didn't want to bring down the Lanling Jin Sect. I admit that he hurt Jin Ling, but this is unavoidable."

"I only believe what I see, I will definitely kill him today!"

Wei Wuxian understood that Jiang Cheng couldn't listen to a word now, so he made a gesture, and Lan Wangji manipulated Bichen to stab Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng snorted coldly, and Zidian wrapped Bichen tightly.

Suddenly the back of his neck hurt, Wei Wuxian did not know when he was behind him, "I'm sorry." Wei Wuxian pushed a pill into Jiang Cheng's mouth, and the pill melted in his mouth.

Wei Wuxian finished quickly in one breath, "You will fall into a coma for two days, but there are absolutely no other side effects other than that, this is a good thing, it can improve your cultivation."

Jiang Cheng's eyes were tearing apart, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep, "Now Jiang Cheng wakes up and will not peel my skin."

Lan Wangji's expression was broken, and he silently threw away the remaining pills.

...

The agreed time is coming soon, the martial arts arena is set up on a high place, and the bottom is dark and full of people, Lan Sizhui has already stood up, Jin Heng is standing in the crowd in a black robe, the hand holding the saber is trembling.

Everyone pointed at Lan Sizhui, but it was not a good word, and some even started to bet.

"Look, the head of the Jin family is here."

Jin Heng also looked up, Jin Ling Yujian came, without the crown of the head of the family, his long hair was tied up high, and he jumped down neatly, Suihua reflected golden light in the sun.

Lan Sizhui smiled slightly, threw a stone with his left hand, and the beating drum made a loud sound, echoing in the air.

Lan Sizhui aimed his sword at Jin Ling, and said coldly, "Sect Master Jin, the grievances between you and me will end here."

Everyone held their breath, Jin Ling didn't move, he just looked at Lan Sizhui, he didn't believe that Lan Sizhui would hurt him.

Blue veins popped out on the back of Lan Sizhui's hands, he tipped his toes, and bullied him mercilessly. Sui Hua spontaneously flew out of Jin Ling's hand to block the fatal blow. Lan Sizhui growled, "Take the sword!"

Jin Ling held Sui Hua with red eyes, and his lips were bloodstained from being bitten. Lan SiZhui's moves were fatal, but they were all within the range that Jin Ling could resist. Jin Heng did not dare to look away at all, and his palms were constantly sweating.

If Jin Ling wasn't injured at all, some people in the audience would definitely be able to tell that Lan SiZhui turned over the sword flower, and the sharp sword energy was about to cut Jin Ling's wrist.

A tear fell from the corner of Jin Ling's eye, Lan Sizhui's pupils shrank, and his left hand secretly slammed the sword-holding right hand, abruptly changing the direction of the sword's energy, only scratching the hem of Jin Ling's clothes.

The people below couldn't see it, but Jin Ling could see it clearly. Why, Lan Sizhui bent his eyes gently when he saw Jin Ling's mouth shape.

Only then did Jin Ling have a little hope, and saw Lan Sizhui's smile disappear, his eyes became fierce, his aura was completely released, and his speed was at least doubled. Jin Ling resisted helplessly, his clothes were scratched son.

Jin Heng wanted to rush up, but his body was extremely stiff, he couldn't do it, he couldn't do it.

Lan Sizhui glanced at Jin Heng, cruel, heartless and indifferent, Jin Heng trembled all over, Jia Zun would really hurt Father!

Seeing that the sword was about to sink into Father's chest, Jin Heng stood up from the ground, the black robe fell off, and the bright snow waves of Venus appeared in front of everyone's eyes. belly.

"No..." Suihua hit the ground, Jin Ling's eyes were bloodshot, and he took two steps forward in a daze. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound. The blood in his dantian was surging, and the veins all over his body seemed to burst open.

Jin Heng gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword, a large amount of blood flowed out, staining his white clothes in an instant, no one expected this to happen, there was a commotion, some screamed and some asked loudly who Jin Heng was .

Lan Sizhui supported the ground with his sword, his dislocated right hand was hanging limply by his side.Jin Heng's eyes were red, he walked around Lan Sizhui, walked up to Jin Ling, saluted, and called out firmly, "Father."

Jin Ling seemed to have lost his mind, turned his neck slowly, and looked at Jin Heng blankly.Lan Sizhui bent down and vomited a mouthful of black blood, unable to support his body anymore, knelt down on one knee, covered his abdomen and kept panting.There was already a lot of voices below, and all eyes were on Jin Ling and Jin Heng.

When Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji arrived, Lan Sizhui had already fallen to the ground, and Lan Wangji squatted down to send spiritual power to Lan Sizhui.Everyone watched the people from the Lan family come, and quickly dispersed like birds and beasts. They had seen enough, and it would be immoral to stay any longer.

"Father!" Jin Heng exclaimed suddenly, Wei Wuxian looked over immediately, Jin Ling collapsed like a puppet, and the seven orifices started to bleed, Wei Wuxian was shocked, he hurried over to touch Jin Ling's important acupuncture points, the blood continued to flow come out.

Seeing Jin Ling's situation, Lan Wangji walked over with Lan Sizhui on his back, took Jin Ling's hand and tried to send spiritual power, but was knocked back by the messy airflow in Jin Ling's body.

Jin Ling's breathing was weak for a while, then rapid for a while, all the blood vessels in his body emerged, and red cracks appeared on his face. Lan Wangji firmly pressed Jin Ling's pulse, "Go to Lengquan, he's gone mad."