Jiang Chen

At the end of the red silk, a little bean-sized lamp shone brightly.

The lamps are connected to each other by ingenious mechanisms, and when one is lit, all the wicks are lit.The originally pitch-black dark hall was suddenly brightly lit.

The sudden strong light caused Jun Chensheng to squint his eyes slightly in discomfort, his black pupils reflected the lights, and there was a falling red scarf.Gradually adapting to the light and becoming clear, a red gauze scarf fell into the sight, fluttering and slowly falling down with the pink petals that were originally wrapped.

The person in Tsing Yi came at this moment.Between the flickering candles, the red veil hadn't fallen to the ground, and the petals were still falling. The man walked over without haste, the white gauze on his body was rolled up, like clouds and fog.

Jun Chensheng saw behind him a picture of Yunsong Mountain and Stone, which was almost as tall as a person. Even with his determination not to believe in gods and Buddhas, at this moment, he couldn't help wondering if this person was the fairy who walked out of the painting.

Jiang Lige smiled: "Come with me."

The candle flickered behind him, and the light sent illuminated the Tsing Yi in front of Jun Chensheng's eyes.Covered by the wide sleeves, the two held hands, and what they felt in their hands was the warmth that had never been so intimate.

Jun Chensheng looked at Jiang Lige, looked at the red color on his face because of Hao Ran, and felt the temperature of his hands that he never let go.

The gentle and alienated fairy finally took on a different color for one person.

The Shadow Headquarters does not have a gloomy murderous aura of killers gathering, instead, there are flowers and green bamboos everywhere, lotus ponds and flowing water, which really correspond to the word "Fu" on the plaque outside the door.

Shadow, is home.

Jun Chensheng is familiar with every part of the shadow, and of course, he is familiar with every part of Junfu.Because whether it is the Jun Mansion or the Shadow, he created it himself, and built it bit by bit, step by step, to the present.

He gave all his trust to Shadow, and later to Jiang Lige.

So the red silk of Yaohua can be picked up, so the mechanism made by Luotong can be touched.

Therefore, the plan organized by Jiang Lige and the shadow eight masters can be implemented.

Behind the Dark Palace is a slightly larger garden than the other courtyards, with green grass, lush flowers and leaves, small bridges and flowing water, and exquisite pavilions.

Jiang Lige let go of his hand and looked at Jun Chensheng with a smile: "Wait for me here."

"I will give you an unexpected gift."

Jun Chensheng didn't answer, but when Jiang Lige left, he didn't move either.He stood under the eaves of the dark hall with his hands behind his back, staring at that person with deep eyes.

Jiang Lige walked through the dense grass, and the cloud brocade gauze on his body brushed against the gently swaying green leaves, and when he left, there was a little bit of fluorescent light.There was a mist around at some point, and it didn't block the sight, but it added a bit of mistyness to this small world.

Gu Lao, who was hiding aside with Shumo and others, squinted his eyes and touched his chin: "Qian Yu?"

"What?" Shumo was the closest to Mr. Gu, and asked in confusion.

"Don't make trouble, it won't be good if Li Ge sees it." Gu Lao smoothly pressed Shumo's raised head down, completely ignoring Shumo's struggle, like pressing a child, "You asked me to come here It's true value, it's much better than that oiran's dance. Don't move, don't blink later."

Shumo struggled for a while but couldn't break free. How could he be the leader of shadow masters, how could he be so vulnerable in Gu Lao's hands?He was horrified, and looked at Gu Lao, all the playfulness on that young and handsome face receded, his thin lips were slightly pursed, looking solemn and solemn, with a sense of thoroughness that had gone through the prosperity.

Gu Lao didn't pay much attention to Shumo's observation.He just watched Jiang Lige walk step by step to the open wooden platform in the lotus pond, and his eyes became a little more thoughtful.

It turned out that he didn't need to intervene at all... Xiao Lige did a good job...

It was late at night, the moon was hidden and the stars were hidden, only the fluorescent lights flying around were weak, but they were more numerous, illuminating the darkness here under the shroud of mist.Jiang Lige stood on the stage and smiled at Jun Chensheng.

He slowly raised his hand, his fair skin was covered with a layer of fluorescent light, and the veil hanging from his wrist was floating in the mist, looming.The slender fingers opened, and the cyan powder that had been held in the hand drifted away with the wind, and a very faint fruity fragrance wafted out.

A white bird flew over the water from nowhere, and uttered a long song in the silent night.As if this was the beginning signal, Jiang Lige's hand suddenly dropped, and the fluorescent lights around him scattered and fell on the water one after another.

This is like a star falling into the world, and countless gleams are reflected on the surface of the microwave sparkling pool.There are stars in the night sky in the water, and the fluorescent lights on the water are flickering, and the floating spots of fluorescent lights are illuminating both inside and outside the water.

The man in Tsing Yi raised his hands, fingers slightly apart, doing elegant and mysterious movements.Every turn of the wrist, every change of step, reveals an unspeakable charm of simplicity.It is like a sacrificial ceremony passed down in ancient times. With devotion to nature, it is revealed to the world when fireflies are lights in the dark.

Jiang Lige raised his hand and made a motion similar to calling, and the fireflies danced quietly beside him, shining a faint but firm light.

The long chirping of the birds broke the silence of the night, and the quiet world belonging to the fireflies was broken. One after another, the birds seemed to be inspired and flew into this small world filled with fluorescent lights.The feathers of the birds are colorful, flying around the ethereal man in Tsing Yi, and the light figure is covered with the shimmer of the firefly, and in the mist, it is like pieces of feathers fluttering in the air.

Jiang Li's singer's movements changed, and more birds joined this flying dance that looked like worship.They showed off their wonderful flying skills around Jiang Lige wantonly, and there seemed to be ancient mysteries left in their naturally inherited nature.

Other birds fell aside, and instead of flying, they raised their heads and opened their mouths to sing.The bird's melodious singing voice is accompanied by the dancing posture, and the high and low chirps of different lengths are mixed together without being obtrusive, but instead form a very beautiful melody.At this time, these birds are the best musicians and dancers in the world. They sing songs that do not belong to the world, and dance in dances that do not belong to the mortal world.

"Qianyu..." Shumo looked at everything in front of him and was inexplicably shocked.

No wonder... No wonder they told Dr. Jiang that today was the sect master's birthday. Dr. Jiang was not in a hurry to prepare gifts, and confidently said that he would give their sect master an unforgettable birthday.

Such a scene is indeed unforgettable for a lifetime.

Qianyu is the dance of birds and the singing of birds.

Jiang Lige's eyes pierced through the pairs of wings and landed on Jun Chensheng under the eaves.

He's not stupid, just a little dull.Jun Chensheng has never concealed his feelings. No matter how slow Jiang Lige is, he slowly reacted at this time.

Not to mention Shumo and the others who claim to be smart.

Jiang Lige is not indifferent to this feeling.He avoided it not because of disgust, but because of considerations of gains and losses.

Before coming here...Let's say it was a previous life, he once entrusted all his trust to one person, and was later betrayed and bruised all over his body.Although the relationship between him and Zhong Li was not that kind of love, this experience also made Jiang Lige dare not give without reservation.

Moreover, Jun Chensheng feels too cold, sometimes Jiang Lige sees no trace of warmth in his eyes.

In fact, they are the same, looking at everything in this world with cold eyes.

When did it change?Maybe it was the time when Gu Zhong was treating the poison, or maybe it was the moment when the eyes occasionally met when they were walking together, Jiang Lige saw that those black eyes that were always cold were filled with a trace of warmth.

He liked the inadvertent warmth in those eyes, but he was afraid that easy approach would make the rare ripples in those eyes return to calm.

If the final outcome is destined to be lost, then it is better not to approach it from the beginning.

But now, Jiang Lige looked at Jun Chensheng through the bird's wings, seeing the unreserved focus and gentleness in his eyes, and suddenly felt an impulse in his heart.

Maybe it has always been there, but he deliberately ignored it.

Jiang Lige thought, why not try to accept it?

Once owned, even if he can't go on together in the future, he can at least have these warm and happy memories.

Moreover, he didn't believe that he would blindly see the wrong person who wanted to be with him for the rest of his life.

Jiang Lige clapped his hands lightly, and after the gathered birds uttered a cry of reluctance, they spread their wings and soared into the sky.Maybe it was too much force, or maybe it was left on purpose, a few long feathers fell from each bird's body.

Feathers are light and colorful, filling the world of fireflies.

This is the beginning of Qianyu, and it is also the end of Qianyu.

Jiang Lige didn't have a single feather on his body, but he didn't know when he picked up the most beautiful feather in his hand.He walked down the wooden platform, walked in front of Jun Chensheng, and gave the feather in his hand to the person who had been looking at him, with a sincere smile: "Happy birthday."

Jun Chensheng took the feather, and the silver gray mask on his face seemed to soften the edges and corners in the faint fluorescent light: "I'm very greedy."

"?" Jiang Lige tilted his head slightly, the smile on his lips remained unchanged.

He knew what the man was going to say next.

"Qianyu. Lige, I want Qianyu's master." Jun Chensheng was slightly taller than Jiang Lige, and he lowered his eyes at this moment, looking at people with an imperceptibly hot focus.

The smile on Jiang Lige's lips widened, and he reached out and hugged the cold man in front of him, breathing into his ear: "Yes."

Shumo and the others clenched their fists in the dark, and the third strategy was successful!

Elder Gu looked at the two people with intimate expressions, squinted his eyes and turned to look at Shumo: "Sleep and sleep! The old man must have enough sleep!"

That night because he was abducted before he had time to become an apprentice, Mr. Gu, who was in a bad mood, "accidentally" exposed his identity. Jiang Lige formally introduced his master to the shadow man.

When they found out Gu Lao's true identity, the expressions of Shu Mo and others were like this: o(Д)っ!

Jun Chensheng took a sip of tea and asked a question that everyone cared about:

"Is Senior Gu immortal?"

Of course not.Jiang Lige explained that Gu Lao likes to research, and it is easy to come up with all kinds of weird medicines.And Mr. Gu is a good doctor, he never easily tested medicines on others, so most of the medicines with unknown effects entered his stomach, and another person who always liked to hang out with him also took it. Not a lot.

Then the two of them inexplicably created the effect of retaining the beauty, maintaining a youthful appearance.

Yinghen, who has a weak sense of existence but likes to gossip, quietly spread the news that the sect master found a wife, and by the way, revealed the existence of Gu Lao.

Then all the shadows boiled.

Who is Mr. Gu?In that turbulent era back then, he and He Zun were the most dazzling existences, but in today's martial arts world, few of him would dare to say otherwise.

And the most impressive thing about Mr. Gu is his medical skills that can bring the dead back to life.

So the shadow people rushed to the city where the headquarters was located.Naturally, the movements of so many people cannot be concealed from the eyes and ears of others. Other Jianghu people should ask this question carefully. The people in the shadows have not received conservative orders, so while covering up their identities, they are not stingy with the information they get.

So the whole martial arts are boiling.

In the past few days, Mr. Gu has noticed that his eyelids are always twitching, and when he goes out, more and more people are looking at him with a kind of cold and scorching eyes.

Unable to bear it, Gu Lao nested in the Jun's mansion, and then remembered the scene when he came down from the top of Hezun's mountain.

"I went to see my apprentice." Mr. Gu waved his hand, ready to leave.

Someone out of the sky flicked his fly whisk and smiled treacherously: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, your trip this time will be a waste of effort, and you may end up in trouble."

"Old ghost, if you don't follow me, I won't be in big trouble!" Old Gu replied angrily, and then strode away with a flick of his sleeves.

Sitting in the room, Mr. Gu murmured to himself: "Could it be that this old ghost has the function of a crow's mouth... Hmph, it's not like I can't help it!"

So in the past two days, Mr. Gu found the intelligence leader he knew before and sold his apprentice, ah no, he spread the news of his apprentice.

As a result, in the city that was secretly controlled by the shadows in the past few days, the topic of the gathered Jiang Hu people changed from "Gu Lao was born again" to "Gu Lao's apprentice was born".

Jiang Lige was happy to share a little public opinion heat for his master.

He chose one of the store locations provided by Jun Chensheng, and opened a pharmacy.

After curing one after another of the people with Chen illnesses, Jiang Lige's reputation finally spread.

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The two sons finally confess their hearts!

Ah~ there are more than ten chapters left, Qingqiu is happy~

[Hey, the lack of writing is not the reason for your delay! 】