The Sword Returns to Tang Dynasty

Hua ManLou went out to greet her, Lu XiaoFeng followed to join in the fun, there were two people who came, one was dressed in red, raising hands and feet to catch the soul, the other was dressed in gold and lightly armored, with white hair and romantic eyes.

"Prince Wang, long time no see." Hua Manlou said with a smile.

"Don't blame me, Qi Tong, for coming uninvited."

Wang Lianhua spread out her folding fan, showing the air of a gentleman.

Lu Xiaofeng followed Hua Manlou and silently turned his head away, this little devil is really getting more and more flamboyant.

"How could it be?" Hua Manlou welcomed the two of them in, and he couldn't tell that he was a blind man.

"Who is this?"

From the very beginning, a strange gaze fell on him.

There was kindness and curiosity in that gaze, and to Huamanlou, there was a strange sense of familiarity.

As far as he could perceive, Wang Lianhua clearly brought only one person here.

"I'm here to find you Qitong."

"Me?" Hua Manlou was a little curious, the atmosphere around Wang Lianhua was extremely strange, he probably didn't know this person who hadn't made a sound before.

Wang Lianhua blinked and said, "Brother Li, did you say something?"

Li Jiancheng, who was busy using his heart sounds to communicate with Changqin nestled in the jade hairpin, only raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"My surname is Li, my surname is Zhaoming, and I'm talking about the seventh son."

"I came here this time to get back something from Mr. Hua Qi."

The voice that came to Hua Manlou's ears was clear and bright, and a smile subconsciously appeared on the face of this usually gentle and refined young man.

This son... the voice is a wonderful person.

Then those words caught his ears, and Hua Manlou paused slightly: "Is Mr. Li left something with Qitong?"

He was sure that he had never heard the name Li Zhaoming before.

"not me."

Li Jiancheng slightly supported the jade hairpin, lowered his eyes and smiled lightly.

'Seven children. '

Huamanlou heard a gentle voice, which silently fell into his ear.

'it's me. '

"Mr. Changqin?!"

Hua Manlou exclaimed, and then realized that he was in the lobby with people coming and going, so he quickly calmed down and led Wang Lianhua and Li Zhaoming in.

"Mr. Changqin...?" Wang Lianhua instantly thought of the man in white who had been with Li Jiancheng before, and turned his fan with a half-smile, "It seems that brother Li has hidden a lot of secrets."

"No matter how much you hide, you can't find it."

Li Jiancheng turned his head, squinted his eyes and smiled.

Wang Lianhua was resentful, she just threw it away when she was done using it, and after entering the Hua's house, she didn't need him as a guide, right?

Wang Gongzi didn't think that even without him, it would not be difficult for the other party to find Hua Manlou.

Who made the seven sons of the Hua family famous all over the world?

However, even if he thought about it, his thoughts would not change in any way.

"Qitong, this Mr. Li is...?"

Lu Xiaofeng was curious, very curious.

When he saw this Mr. Li, he had a thought in his heart, this man must not be seen by Ximen Chuuxue.

No, it doesn't matter, it's just that Ximen Fuxue may be autistic for a while.

Inexplicably, this idea occupied his whole mind, before Lu Xiaofeng had time to sort out the reason, he was dragged away by Wang Lianhua at the door of Huamanlou's room with a smile.

"I'm going to drink with Brother Lu, Qitong and Brother Li can talk."

Hua Manlou, who was worrying about how to get rid of Lu Xiaofeng who listened to his father's words and stayed by his side every step of the way, let out a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Changqin."

After taking his seat, Hua Manlou asked eagerly, "Are you here?"

Li Jiancheng tapped the jade hairpin in his hair, signaling Changqin to come out to meet people quickly, then poured himself a cup of tea, leaned against the window with his back to them, and frowned at the sky outside the window.

There's always a...strange premonition today, what's going on?

He was actually faintly happy.

What are you happy about?

In this world, besides Changqin's heart, is there anything else that can shake his emotions?

"Long time no see, Qitong."

The familiar gentle figure sounded again, Hua Manlou clearly couldn't see anything at this time, but a figure of a young man in white appeared in his mind.

Wide-sleeved robes, black hair piled up in smoke, eyebrows like ink paintings, and eyes like heavy nights.

"gentlemen."

Hua Manlou was filled with emotion, and said with a smile, "It's been a long time."

Unexpectedly, after many years, he could still see the luthier who had accompanied him through the initial dark time.

In the first year when Huamanlou was blind, he heard the sound of a piano that was like fairy music.

As if it came from ancient times, the softest wind in the mountains blows through the gurgling water, ethereal and clear.

The sound of this piano has accompanied Huamanlou for a long time.

"Have you come to get your things?"

Hua Manlou's smile was as calm and gentle as before, and he opened his arms generously.

"Seven children,"

The ghost reached through his heart and retrieved his violin heart from it.

"Open your eyes."

Hua Manlou's eyes trembled slightly, and his heart started beating "thumping".

He noticed something.

Those eyes with thousands of smiles opened, and the appearance of a ghost was reflected in the pupils.

No one would have thought that the birthday banquet of the Patriarch of the Hua family would turn into the scene where the Iron Shoes Thief appeared.

Hua Ruling thought that the matter had finally come to an end, but when she was about to appease the rest of the guests, her body suddenly became stiff.

He remembered one thing.

Just now, is Qitong...

"Seven children?"

Shou Xing's voice trembled slightly, making everyone around him a little strange.

"Father, Qitong is here."

The third son of the Hua family, who was closest, supported his old father and asked in doubt.

"Qitong," Hua Ruling ignored the third son, and only looked at Huamanlou excitedly, "Qitong, your eyes, don't they—"

Hua Manlou smiled.

"As you imagined," Hua Manlou said, "thanks to Mr., my eyes are healed."

"boom--"

Everyone followed the sound and saw Lu Xiaofeng lying face up on the ground, and the chair beside him was kicked by him, and it was scattered badly.

He himself didn't realize that he was making a joke, and sat on the ground and said stupidly: "Qitong, can you really see?"

"Ah."

Hua Manlou smiled, and Lu Xiaofeng saw his own shadow in his dark eyes.

"This is really... wonderful!"

Although Huamanlou had already vaccinated him, but when the day came, he was even more excited than Huamanlou.

As if living in a dream.

"Am I dreaming?"

"What dream?"

A clear voice rang in his ears, Lu Xiaofeng looked around in a daze, only to see the white-haired young man brought by Wang Lianhua sat beside him at some point, looking at him with his head propped up.

Strange to say, this young man's appearance and demeanor are all unique in the world. When he was sitting here, except for Huamanlou who was surrounded by his family and cast a look at him from a distance, no one around him responded.

This is completely inconsistent with the temperament of the Jianghu people.

Lu Xiaofeng shivered, thinking of a possibility.

This young man who looks like a noble man, maybe he and Hua Manlou are the only ones who can see it?

Lu Xiaofeng's mind turned to those Taoist disciples in the mountain for a second, and then snapped back in an instant.

Those guys with eyes above the top don't have the slightest demeanor of the young man in front of him.

"This... Mr. Li, right?"

Lu Xiaofeng realized later that he was still lying on his back on the ground, so he quickly got up and pulled a stool to sit down.

No wonder he felt that the other party looked at it from a strange perspective.

"Qitong's eyes are related to Mr. Li, right?" Lu Xiaofeng said sincerely, "If so, why don't you show up, Mr. Hua, Uncle Hua must want to see you and thank you personally."

"If he wants to see me, do I have to show up?"

The white-haired young man said lazily, with a natural tone in his tone: "Not everyone can see me, besides..."

Besides, the reason why he still stays here is that apart from the fact that Changqin in Yuzan had to fall into a deep sleep again because he wanted to merge with the heart of the piano, which is not suitable for crossing time and space, there is also the faint feeling that lingers in his heart.

If he just left like this, he would definitely miss something very important.

"Qi Tong, which expert cured you?"

Everyone in the Hua family looked into Hua Manlou's eyes, and they were already discussing how to celebrate. It was Hua Ruling who recovered from the surprise and grabbed Qi Zi's arm and asked.

How long have they been looking forward to this day.

"Yes--"

"Looks like we're late?"

Before Huamanlou could speak, a man's almost arrogant voice came from outside the door.

The crowd had just digested the news that the seven children of the Hua family had recovered from being blind for more than ten years, and now they saw someone they never wanted to see on weekdays.

The visitors were a man and a woman.

The man's long black hair was tied up high by a silver crown, and half of his extremely cold and handsome face was contained in the half of the silver mask, and the exposed half of his face had astonishingly cold eyebrows and eyes.He was wearing a tight dark blue shirt with a wide open neckline, revealing his strong muscles.

What makes people tremble is not only the faint cold light flashing on his fingertips, but also the thousand receivers hanging on his waist.

It's from Tangmen.

Since the Tang Sect created Tang Wule out of thin air a few years ago, the attire of Tangjiabao's disciples walking the rivers and lakes has undergone major changes.

The man dressed like this is a standard direct disciple of the Tang Sect.

If it was said that everyone was still faintly grateful that the person who came was not from the Tang Sect, then the person who stepped in later broke everyone's illusions.

It was a woman with extremely cold eyes.

The woman was wearing a complicated and gorgeous pink skirt. The magnificent skirt was piled up with gold and jade, and her black hair flowed down, making her already fair complexion even more flawless.

It also makes the cinnabar between the eyebrows more intense.

The woman in the pink skirt who came in style carried two radiant blue long swords on her back, with two blue and white flowers hanging down from the hilt, swinging slowly into the hearts of everyone.

The pair of swords are called cold voices and silent shadows.

In this rivers and lakes, he has a great reputation.

It's just that among non-human beings, the more prominent is the vicious name.

"Miss Wu, Mr. Tang."

Hua Ruling instantly understood who the two were, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet them.

But I wondered in my heart, these two came to the door, could there be inhuman existence in their family that is harming others?

"boom--"

Before waiting for an answer, there was another loud noise behind him.

Only this time... well, it was Lu Xiaofeng who kicked.

"Brother Li, no matter how excited you are, can you spot the kick?"

Lu Xiaofeng hugged the stool that was almost kicked away by someone, and jumped to the side depressedly.

What a disaster.

Everyone was still puzzled by Lu Xiaofeng's words, when they saw a flash of light before their eyes.

The barrier was removed, and what appeared in front of everyone was a white-haired young man with bright eyes.

Shaped like a jade tree in a Yao forest, it is naturally a foreign object.

At this moment, the white-haired young man who appeared inexplicably walked forward a few steps in a daze, then stopped again.

Qiushui's sparkling peach eyes were full of unbelievable surprise and ecstasy.

That is the face that I have been away for so many years... I have traveled across the long river of time and traveled thousands of mountains and rivers.

The person hidden in the memory is still the same as before.

Wu Xingyun took a few steps forward and walked in front of Li Jiancheng, lightly touching his frost-stained long hair with his pale fingers.And Tang Wule took off his fingertips neatly, and patted him on the shoulder with a palm.

After years of old people, reunited after a long absence, thousands of words are like sticking in the throat.

"Fortunately, I stayed one more day."

In the end, facing the flushed eyes of his childhood sweetheart, Li Jiancheng could only hold back this sentence.

The author has something to say:

Ome—Wu Xingyun

Bamboo Horse—Tang Wule

The timeline was eaten by me.

It’s not about adding updates, just make an 0101 update hehe, Happy New Year’s Day, cuties.

In the new year, can I appear in the author's collection of cuties~

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