Mr. Minggan

He Xinfang asked suspiciously, "Isn't it Big Brother Shen? Could it be..."

Looking back at that time, the relationship between Brother Shen and Shishu was increasing day by day, and Yi Shishu's temperament, and colleagues of the same generation can only be called casual acquaintances.In the past, he thought it was because the two of them had shared joys and sorrows, but when he thought of Yun Yangling's question, he thought to himself: Could it be that Brother Shen wanted to reduce Shishu's danger, so they changed their clothes in private?

He reacted, his eyes widened in disbelief.He suddenly felt that the matter was irreversible, so he pulled Yun Yangling's sleeve excitedly, and said, "Yangling! Yangling! Does it have to be that person? It must have been to Huanqingyan? Could it be that what we experienced later , didn't that impress you?"

How could Yun Yangling not struggle by himself?He has been silent for thousands of years because of this person in front of him.But there was indeed an unspeakable grief in his heart, and it was impossible for him to ignore it and ignore it in a chaotic way!After a long time, he lost his mind and said dully: "I...don't know."

Yun Yangling broke away the hand that was grabbing his sleeve, as if he had cut off all the hope in his heart, at this moment he felt that he was indeed a joke.

"Yang Ling!"

Yun Yangling held Shen Shuli's shoulders tightly, but his face was very calm, and he smiled at him, "Shuli, can you take uncle home?"

Shen Shuli looked sideways, not daring to look at the figure chasing from the bamboo house, and nodded to Yun Yangling.

After Tianmiao operated her own constellation, she returned to the bamboo house to take care of He Xinfang as usual.He was sitting upright on the stone bench in front of the bamboo house, turned around and smiled at himself, his brows and eyes were wide open, just like the irises in the garden, restrained and gentle.He said: "Tianmiao Xingjun, please take me to Tiandou Palace."

Tianmiao nodded, he didn't want to soar into the clouds, so Tianmiao could only walk with him step by step.He was as beautiful as a crown jade, he seemed to love Tsing Yi very much, and he was as humble and gentle as a scholar than Zhiming Shenjun.But once I saw him practicing sword in the iris, his swordsmanship was handsome and his temperament was unrestrained, which completely subverted the original definition in his heart.

He Xinfang tapped the leaves of the eucalyptus next to her, exuding the fragrance of irises all over her body.The curvature of the corner of his mouth was always there, and he started to move forward slowly on the flat ground again.Tianmiao couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

He Xinfang looked at the stars in the sky and said with a smile, "I've never seen the stars so closely."

Zhiming went to Taiyin Xingjun, inquired about Yixi's apprentice and Wufaqi, and saw two figures on the way back to the bedroom.

Standing under the bright moon, he was dressed in white. The jade hairpin simply tied up the blue silk, and the luan silk on the hairpin swayed in the wind, covering his whole body with a layer of brilliant silver light. He was holding a yellowed book in his hand. , appearing more and more refined.

He Xinfang looked at him with a smile, Shishu is indeed a scholar, but he has experienced much more than himself.He doesn't allow himself to let his mind easily fall into the trap, so from the inside out, he exudes that cold and demeanor that rejects people thousands of miles away.

Zhi Ming invited He Xinfang into his palace, He Xinfang laughed and said that he had been awake for so long and hadn't celebrated yet, Zhi Ming couldn't hold him back, so he ordered someone to serve wine.

He Xinfang sniffed the mellow aroma, and drank it all in one gulp. Zhiming didn't like drinking, so he just sipped it copiously.

Surrounded by He Xinfang, he thought that this place was much bigger than the palace he had when he was the emperor's teacher, but this master didn't seem to enjoy it very much.Except for a brocade-like carved bed, only the sandalwood Six Immortals table for drinking and a few desks remained, making the huge palace look empty and silent.

He Xinfang raised his eyebrows, as if paying attention, and said with a smile: "Yang Ling discussed it with me. Once this matter is over, we will go back and renew the bond."

Zhi Ming didn't react too much when he heard about it, he stared at He Xinfang and said, "Congratulations." A cup of Du Kang quietly entered his stomach.

He Xinfang glanced at him, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise, and said: "You are already a god now, should you know kung fu?"

Zhi Ming nodded, and wiped the remaining wine juice from the corner of his mouth.

He Xinfang walked over to the table unceremoniously, and took down the green sword.His fighting spirit is high and his appearance is aloof, which is exactly the demeanor of a warrior.He said: "How about learning from each other?"

This sword belonged to Shenjun Mengzhang, Senior Brother Zhiming. Although He Xinfang is a person who cherishes swords, he also feels that it is wrong.Then he casually picked up an identical handle and handed it to He Xinfang.

The sun, the moon and the stars illuminate the Heavenly Dou Palace in Tianhanli. The green bamboos are beautiful, and Zhi Ming and He Xinfang are standing under it.Zhi Ming imagined two long swords as usual.

He Xinfang only knew that he was knowledgeable and knowledgeable, but he never expected that his martial art was so gifted that he could use two things at once, so he said in amazement: "Double swords?"

Zhiming paused for a moment, discarded the two swords, and when they were returning to the same sheath, a mysterious sword appeared in his hand again.

Seeing that Zhiming would be wrong, He Xinfang smiled and said, "You don't have to."

Two streams of sword energy pierced the sky in the distance, and the spirits stopped one after another, looking up at the distance, and some bent down on the auspicious clouds, propping their heads to observe.Zhiming's swordsmanship is sharp, and He Xinfang's sword energy is as mellow as others, but only the sword holder and the opponent know the cold touch.He makes every move to avoid danger, and insists on avoiding it, not attacking it.

He Xinfang said impatiently, "What else do you mean?"

Zhi Ming has already seen that his emotions are not smooth, and Quan regards himself as a training partner, only letting him vent at ease.

He Xinfang frowned, but finally couldn't hold back, he showed a sword technique, the bamboo body swayed suddenly, the brocade flowers trembled, He Xinfang's eyes were arrogant, and he stabbed Zhiming with the sword.

Seeing this familiar move, Zhiming's heart sank, and he took the initiative to attack, a lock of black hair floated across the sword tarsus, Zhiming retracted the sword in time.

A trace of bright red appeared from He Xinfang's neck, dyeing the green shirt.Zhiming discarded the Xuanjian, and said anxiously: "Xinfang, are you all right?"

He Xinfang shook her head.

Not far away, Tianlu Xingjun shook his folding fan, made a frightened look, and said: "Oh, I see blood." He approached, and after a swipe of the formula, the bright red disappeared, only the dots on the green clothes proved that it had appeared before .He Xinfang rolled up his collar, thanked Tianlu, put away the sword, and begged Zhiming to have another drink with him.

Tian Lu followed them into the palace, glanced at the cups on the table, and said with a slight smile: "Didn't you say that you will never drink again?"

After hearing this, He Xinfang said, "Shishu, if you still consider me a friend, you can get drunk with me today and let it go."

Tian Lv was not good at saying anything, spread out his folding fan, and signaled Zhi Ming to continue.

Zhiming invites Tianlu to take a seat, and the three of them drink and talk happily together.

Zhi Ming, a god who has been doing this for 1000 years, is naturally better at drinking than He Xinfang, not to mention Tian Lu, who claims that drinking is the best thing he can do except for his disastrous appearance that can be popular among men, women, old and young, immortals and monsters.

He Xinfang drank too hard, and when the stamina came back, her face turned red, and she said: "You all say that I don't care about him, but who knows, I'm afraid that he will leave me."

Tianlu raised his eyebrows, smiled, and looked at Zhiming with unclear meaning.

Zhiming glanced at the smiling Tianlu, and said, "Xinfang." He signaled He Xinfang not to forget about lying.

He Xinfang didn't know it at all, staring at Zhiming and said: "I'm not like you, I can control him easily, if I don't deliberately do this, how can I catch him who is like a cloud."

Tianlu coughed and laughed, and shook the folding fan a few times.

Zhiming lowered his eyes, grabbed He Xinfang's shoulders, stopped him from taking the wine glass, and said: "Xinfang, you are drunk." Seeing that he was very drunk, he helped him to go to the bed.He Xinfang was still muttering: "I lied to you just now, he and I..."

It's just that as soon as he touched the bed, he fell asleep peacefully, and muttered the second half of the sentence, neither of them heard clearly.Zhi Ming sighed slightly, turned around and stared at Tian Lu.

Tian Lu closed the fan, showing a serious look that had never appeared before, and said: "I know, I didn't hear anything."

Shaking his folding fan, he walked slowly to the side of the bed, and saw He Xinfang wearing this green dress, looking fresh and elegant.The skin is fairer than snow, two flushes are just right on the cheeks, and the long black hair wraps around the bed curtain, soft and elegant.Tianlu clicked his tongue twice and said, "It's worthy of being an emperor teacher who is as famous as you, that's great."

Zhiming took a step forward, indicating that he is not allowed to move forward, Tianlu nodded clearly and said: "I don't miss it."

He looked He Xinfang up and down again, and concluded: "This Mr. He is very similar to you."

Zhiming transformed into a quilt, while carefully covering He Xinfang, while thinking about it.He has only heard that he and his senior brother Meng Zhang look quite similar, but he has never heard that he is similar to his best friend.Turning his head to stare suspiciously at Tianlu's face that won't freeze no matter how much he smiles.

Tianlu cast a look that you and I know well, and said with a smile: "When drunk, it's always like this kind of love and confession."

Su Er Zhiming's whole body became very fierce.

Tianlu knew that the joke was too much, and expressed his intention: "I'm not kidding you anymore, Yang Ling is clearing the smoke in the world." After saying that, there was only a wisp of green smoke left on the spot, and he went back to the palace alone.

Zhiming stood there for a long time, turned around to look at He Xinfang who was lying on Xia's bed, and left with the smoke.

Swallows dance and warblers cry, the wind is gentle and smooth, and a piece of Shaohui gradually dyes the eyes.

A little bit of fluorescent light flickered, and walking forward, a huge and glorious jasmine tree suddenly appeared. Its branches and leaves are cleaner than the jade tree in the sky, and the flowers in full bloom are as white as jade, and the fragrance is overflowing.As the breeze passed by, pieces of petals with silvery brilliance floated down, and the fluorescent light couldn't help jumping and chasing after it.

The person under the tree was wearing a white robe embroidered with green bamboos, many fallen flowers were scattered on his sleeves, he didn't care much about it, he was lonely and silent.Suddenly opened those eyes, clear and breathtaking.He missed the mottled, squinted his eyes and looked at the sky full of stars.

Yun Yangling also drank wine under the flowers to soothe his sorrows. The dust that was polluted thousands of years ago was smoothed out one by one by him.Suddenly he frowned, he had delusional thoughts about Dream Orchid, whether he stole it or not, the result is not important.

Then spread out the hand that harmed living beings, thinking of his own fate, it was really his own fault.

Cleared all the troubled reveries just now. "I've come here, can I still ask Taiyin if I can go back?" She laughed at herself, threw the wine cup in her hand and put her hands on her head, and lay down on the jasmine tree trunk.Xindao: To save a life, I still want to make up for it.

Suddenly hearing the sound of Xixi, Yun Yangling opened his eyes slightly, and saw a man in white walking slowly towards him.

He was full of cold air, and when Yun Yangling saw it at this moment, it was as if he had encountered warmth.The corner of the mouth raised an arc.

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