Changbei Longevity Song

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the mansion was very lively.The cook and the cook lady started preparing for the whole house's Lantern Festival before dawn.

It was almost night in the blink of an eye, and everyone in the whole house gathered together.Even Mr. Chang, who had been seriously ill for many days, came to the hospital on crutches.

"Bei'er, come here." Master Chang waved his hand to signal the people around him to leave first, and called Xiao Bei to come over.He quickly supported his father.

"Father, what's the matter?" He asked softly.

Master Chang held his hand tightly, patted it, and said, "Bei'er, I'm afraid I'm not in good shape, and it's getting worse these days. Today, I'm afraid it's a flashback..."

Xiaobei hurriedly interrupted him: "Father! What unlucky words did you say during this festival! You are not old yet, it's just that you have been exposed to some wind and froze a few days ago." His voice became softer and softer, Almost inaudible until the end.When his father was seriously ill, he only thought about how long it would take to recover, but he never thought that his father would leave one day.In the entire mansion, except for his father, almost no one treated him sincerely.Ruo Dad going again... He didn't even dare to think about it.

"Bei'er, I've thought about the matter of military power for a long time. Now, you can also grasp it, ahem..." Master Chang said, tremblingly, he took out the token of military power from his arms and stuffed it into his hand.

He frowned and asked, "Father, didn't you keep saying that you would give the token of military power to the eldest brother? What are you going to do for me?"

Originally planning to return it to my father, Master Chang said in a low voice, "Put it away quickly."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Mrs. Wu and his elder brother, Chang Yuanyang.

"Auntie, brother." He quietly hid the token in his sleeve, knowing that even if he really didn't want the token now, he couldn't let them see it.

"Second Young Master, you are..." As soon as Wu Shi opened his mouth, he put on a provocative attitude.Xiaobei was ready to be humiliated by her, but what surprised him was that someone would help him out.But looking at the person who spoke, he realized that the person may not have good intentions.

The speaker was Chang Yuanyang.

"Mother, I have something to talk to Xiaobei." Then he picked him up and walked towards the backyard.

As soon as he left their sight, Chang Yuanyang let go of his hand and looked at him in disgust.Xiao Bei raised his head and returned his cold gaze.

"Chang Yuanyang, tell me, what are your intentions?" Between Chang Yuanyang and Xiaobei, apart from putting on a show in front of outsiders, they never called them brothers.

In the past, he followed Chang Yuanyang and called him brother, but later, he gradually realized that in this world, except for his father, there is no one who is always good.

"You also know that the old man is about to die, and the military power..." Chang Yuanyang was interrupted by him after half a sentence: "Don't think about it! It is absolutely impossible to give it to you!"

Chang Yuanyang squinted his eyes and looked at him, "It's up to you?" He clenched his fist tightly, raised a punch to Chang Yuanyang, and Chang Yuanyang backed away gently.

"Chang Bei, don't forget that although my martial arts are not as good as yours, I have a lot of contacts. I have a very good relationship with the king's son."

He was stunned by one sentence, he didn't even respond to Chang Yuanyang punching him suddenly, he just subconsciously covered the place where he was punched.

Chang Yuanyang punched him in the chest again, shouting: "What! I don't know if I fought back! Where did the arrogance just now go!"

He was knocked down to the ground, still staring blankly.There is only one sentence left in my mind, he is extremely useless.Chang Yuanyang walked up to Xiaobei in a few steps, reached out and grabbed his collar to lift him up, his eyes full of killing intent.

"Chang Bei, because you and I are brothers, I will spare your life as long as you hand over the token of military power to me! I saw that old man hand it to you with my own eyes!"

Xiaobei recovered, broke free from his grasp, and said flatly: "Even though my power is not as good as yours, you can never get military power!"

As soon as the words fell, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew up all around, making people fearful and cold to the bone.In an instant, the dust that was rolled up on the ground was flying, and when the surrounding smoke and dust cleared, what you saw was a beautiful scene.

In the dark night, under the moonlight, a man in green clothes fell from the sky.His figure is so light, as if stepping on some invisible cloud to come slowly.He blended so perfectly with the night, without any sense of disobedience.

It seems to be a fairy, occasionally in a good mood, taking advantage of the dark night to travel around the world.

Xiaobei stared at him, lost in thought. This man seemed to be standing on the moon. He clearly had a familiar aura, but he also had a powerful aura.

He landed on the ground very lightly, without even lifting a grain of soil.It can't help but make people feel delusional, whether the gust of cold wind that pierced the heart just now was caused by him.

Chang Yuanyang was almost crucified on the spot, and there was a moment when he saw the man's face.

What an alluring face that is!I'm afraid that the most beloved concubines of all the monarchs in the world may not be able to catch up with his appearance.If this was a woman, there would be countless people crowding their heads just to see him.

"Who said Xiaobei's power is inferior to yours?" As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a faint scent of camellia.

Xiaobei stood behind him, his tall body almost blocked all his sight, he knew that the man was protecting him.He couldn't help but wonder, was this person really the Cang Changsheng he knew?

He suddenly saw Changsheng's white palm turned towards him, stretched out, and slowly curled back.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he walked up to him, getting closer to him.

Chang Sheng seemed to tilt his head naturally. Others would think that he was just a random movement, but Xiao Bei knew that the seemingly erratic gaze was looking at him.

And he easily understood the sly look in Changsheng's eyes.His voice sounded, but only he could hear it: "Stand closer to me, so I can feel at ease to attack that person."

Chang Yuanyang was originally intoxicated, but suddenly heard Xiaobei's name, and he woke up suddenly.He glanced disdainfully at the two who were standing very close, and said sarcastically, "I said, why do you suddenly dare to talk back? It turns out that rescuers have been brought in! However, at least you should find someone with strong martial arts skills. Like a woman, maybe not as good as yourself."

Chang Yuanyang slapped his hands a few times, and many men in black rushed out from the corners around him.

After hearing what he said, Changsheng laughed even deeper.Seeing those people rushing towards with their swords in hand, he didn't rush or panic, just stared at Chang Yuanyang and kept smiling.Chang Yuanyang, who was watching with a smile, felt terrified, and even regretted sending those men in black.

The martial arts of the men in black are indeed masters among ordinary people, but it is a pity that they are unlucky to meet not ordinary people, but Cang Changsheng.

When he was born in the demon world, he was once called the God of War.It is not how many times he has won, but that he has never lost a single time, including those very powerful people who fought against him, without exception, they all lost miserably.

He can defeat this group of people with only martial arts.

It's just for a moment, if you don't pay attention, you will think that he hasn't moved.The speed was as fast as a stream of light, and only a faint glimpse of the figures flashed among those men in black, and they all fell to the ground, their meridians all cut off!The blood was sprayed, but hardly a drop touched Changsheng's body.

Chang Yuanyang was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, he never thought that the person in front of him was actually so powerful in martial arts!

It was rare for Chang Yuanyang to show a flustered expression, and while leaving in a hurry, he said harshly: "Today's affairs will not be left alone! Chang Bei, you wait for me!"

Changshen suddenly exuded a chill, and said: "With me here, no one is allowed to touch him."

A faint word, the voice was also very soft, passed into Xiaobei's ears, but it was like a stone falling into the water, causing layers of ripples, softly rippling.Inexplicably made him feel warm.

Changsheng, thank you.A word, said silently in the heart.

Changsheng turned around and looked at him, his eyes were as gentle as water.

"Xiaobei, the time is coming, how about going to see the lanterns?" Changsheng got up early this morning and locked his consciousness on Xiaobei, so he just arrived in time, otherwise his Xiaobei would have been bullied even more.That Chang Yuanyang... When he thought of it, he felt disgusted.Fortunately, he is still Xiaobei's half-brother, with such a big difference in personality, he is not at all inferior to Xiaobei.

Thinking of this, Chang Sheng smiled even more gently, far from him who killed people without batting an eye just now.But according to the words of his long-lived old man--I have never seen favoritism and love!

Probably because Changsheng saved him for the second time just now, Xiaobei also treated him more naturally.He nodded and said, "Okay."

In the next second, it was Chang Sheng's turn to be stunned.

Because Xiao Bei who was beside him subconsciously held his hand.Xiaobei's fingers are very thin, and his palm is not big. When he holds it lightly, it feels like he is touching some soft animal.

Since it was Xiaobei who took the initiative, how could he let his longevity go!Chang Sheng, who was still passive before, twisted his palms around and lightly clasped Xiao Bei's hand.After Xiaobei realized that he had done something shameful, he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

However, the short-term unease was quickly replaced by an inexplicable peace of mind.

The weather in the first month was still very cold, Xiao Bei would have stood in the courtyard for a long time, so his hand was naturally cold, but the hand holding him had a steady stream of heat flowing to him.

Changsheng's fingers inadvertently slid across Xiaobei's palm, and suddenly his fingertips stopped somewhere.

It was the cocoon that Xiao Bei had honed out from years of sword practice.

Not only did Changsheng feel distressed, he looked sideways at him.Coincidentally, Xiaobei also raised his head, his eyes met, as if something was rippling in his heart.

"Xiao Bei, have you practiced sword since childhood?" Chang Sheng's voice seemed to come from a very distant place, floating.

If he is not careful, he becomes obsessed with his voice.

Suddenly remembered what happened just now.

Chang Changsheng, why do you always come here when I am helpless?It was, and it is now.