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On the second day, Xie Lingqiao was woken up by Feng Yinqiao at Chenshi.

When he woke up, he was in the familiar arms of Fengyinqiao——as always, he and Fengyinqiao slept together at night, and the other party held him for the whole night without doing anything else, just hugging.

After getting up, Feng Yinqiao dressed him, combed his hair, washed him, and hugged him almost the whole process, just like taking care of a little doll.Xie Lingqiao was held by him without any resistance.

Most of the time, he was in a daze, sleeping with his arms around each other's neck.

He's used to this pattern.

After everything was cleaned up, Xie Lingqiao raised his hand, patted the person on the shoulder, and said that he wanted to go down.Feng Yinqiao supported his waist and lowered him to the ground.

Before the departure time, there was still something to be done by Fengyinqiao at home, so he went outside first and told Xie Lingqiao to wait here for a while.

Xie Lingqiao waited obediently at the beginning, laying on the table, sobering himself up, and when he got up, he stretched a lot, and he was completely awake.

The sun is rising, the sky is bright, it is a very bright and beautiful scene, he has been dressed neatly, his black hair is neatly combed, and after thinking about it, he took a step and went to the table next to the wall, in the empty space, Pulling open a drawer, he took out a small bottle that was about the length of his index finger.

With the vial in his hand, he walked towards the door.

He walked into the courtyard and met Zhang Xiang who was doing sweeping.A tall and strong man, he was careful when he did the sweeping work, and he cleaned up every crevice in the bluestone.

"Brother," Xie Lingqiao walked up to Zhang Xiang, raised his hand, and handed the bottle to him, his eyes slightly curved, "Here you are."

The bottle contains Gyokuro pills.A few days ago, Zhang Xiang fell while subduing a horse, and was trampled by the hoof of the crazy horse. His arm was almost broken, but luckily it was only dislocated.

Xie Lingqiao thought of this today, because he was going to go out with Fengyin Bridge soon, so he gave Yulu to Zhang Xiang in order to prevent any accidents that hurt his muscles and bones—this Yulu pill was made by himself to recover from trauma Works wonders.

In the past three years, besides being hidden by Feng Yinqiao, he also learned medical skills from him, and his comprehension is extremely high.

Zhang Xiang has always taken care of Xie Lingqiao like a big brother. Although Xie Lingqiao doesn't get in touch with him much, he still remembers that Xie Lingqiao treats him well.

Zhang Xiang looked at Xie Lingqiao, then at the bottle containing Yulu pills in Xie Lingqiao's hand, his eyes trembled, and he couldn't speak for a moment, the back of his hand holding the long broom was tense.

The emotions in Zhang Xiangmou's eyes are extremely complicated, moving, guilty, depressed... All these are churning and rolling in his chest.

Xie Lingqiao blinked and said with a smile; "What's the matter?" He put one hand behind his back, raised his eyes, and just looked at the other party, like a tender green onion.

"It's nothing." Zhang Xiang also smiled, took the bottle, carefully stuffed it into his sleeve, and thanked Xie Lingqiao sincerely.

Two carriages stopped at the courtyard gate.

The spring is brilliant, and the flowers in the valley are competing to bloom. Looking out from the door, you can see the lively and lively scene of spring.

Xie Lingqiao followed Fengyin Bridge to the door, and before he could take in the appearance of the spring, his curious eyes were first attracted by the two strange carriages and the person who had never seen before standing beside the carriage—— There is more than one person who has never seen this before, there are more than a dozen of them, they are all young or middle-aged men, judging by their posture, they probably all have martial arts foundation.

As soon as they saw Xie Lingqiao and Feng Yinqiao coming out, they all looked solemn, and all of them saluted Feng Yinqiao respectfully, as if they wanted to say something, but were stopped by Feng Yinqiao's eyes.

Feng Yinqiao took Xie Lingqiao to the carriage.

Xie Lingqiao got on first, jumped into the carriage, and the figure in the green shirt flashed past, full of vividness.

Fengyin Bridge also entered it.

The carriage is not small, and it is covered with velvet, incense is burned, and pastries and tea are placed on the small table——"Hey, this is..." Xie Lingqiao pointed to the ten colorful snacks on the table, "Tao Fang Bo's ten-point snack..."

Xie Lingqiao has only seen this kind of dim sum in the book, which says: "...all are made of Shandong Fei noodles. They are strangely shaped and colorful. They are all sweet and overwhelming. Sa Zhijun said: 'Eat holes Fangbo's pancakes, but the pancakes in the world can be discarded; eat Fangbo Tao's ten-point snacks, and the dim sum in the world can be discarded.'..."

Some literati sighed that since Tao Fangbo passed away, this dim sum has become like "Guangling San", and no one in the world can make it.Seeing it here suddenly, Xie Lingqiao was quite surprised.

A gentleman stays away from the kitchen, at least Xie Lingqiao has never seen Feng Yinqiao cook, but especially in the past year, the other party feeds him every day.

"Is it prepared by people outside?" Xie Lingqiao asked naturally, and glanced outside.

"Hmm." Feng Yinqiao nodded his chin with a calm expression.

Xie Lingqiao also nodded, expressing that he knew, but he looked at Fengyin Bridge with a little curiosity: the outside is not like an ordinary thug nursing home; these snacks are not something ordinary cooks can make, Mr. Feng, except for the genius doctor Other than that, what other identity is there...

But his curiosity didn't last long, even in the blink of an eye, Fengyinqiao called Xie Lingqiao over.

Xie Lingqiao went over, sat sideways on Fengyinqiao's lap naturally, and was embraced.

Feng Yinqiao put his arms around his waist, and he leaned his head on Feng Yinqiao's neck.

The teenager is already used to this way of getting along, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong, and even squints his eyes, feeling a little sleepy.

Sleepy again.rub rub, hug.OK, sleep.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and there was a sound of bone.

Green mountains and green waters, ten miles of people.The young man has not realized in this life that once he leaves, he enters the world.

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Build a sword villa.

The villa is built next to the lake, surrounded by mountains and water, with green grass by the lake and gorgeous flowers in spring.In the past two days, many sons and daughters armed with weapons came to the lake one after another, among them there are many disciples and young talents from the well-known gang villa on the Hongyue List.

At this moment, a group of uncommonly dressed young men and women are surrounding a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with extremely heroic features.The young man carried a three-foot-long sword pouch on his back, and he was wearing a pair of cloud boots, just like the characters in the storybook, and also possessed a strong aura. At first glance, he was not the same as other people wind.

But among the group of people around him, many of them were clearly born and looked good.

"I didn't expect to see Shen Shaoxia here today. I have admired him for a long time."

"Brother Shen also came here for the matter of choosing a successor for the Sword Master, right?"

"Shen Shaoxia is really a good-looking talent, Yushu is facing the wind..."

Greetings and compliments flew towards the boy like snowflakes.People looked at him with flattery and eagerness in their eyes.

This boy is Shen Ling.

Three years later, Shen Ling was surrounded by people.Compared with three years ago, he has grown a lot taller. He is already in the shape of a man, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, slender legs, a pair of starry eyes like quenching cold stars, and the unsheathed green rope on his back. sword.

His face could be recognized as it was three years ago, but the outline was a bit longer, and the heroic aura of the young man became sharper and more dazzling after time, and his aura was much stronger than before.His person is like the Qingsuo sword on his back.

Since Shen Ling broke up with Xie Lingqiao, his martial arts progressed faster than in the original plot. It can be said that he has made rapid progress. Three months ago, he defeated the top Shaolin master monk Huikong, became famous all over the world, and the Kongtong faction became more powerful. He is a true genius, so compliments, speculation, and scrutiny flooded towards Shen Ling like a tide.

But it is undeniable that he is indeed dazzling now, showing his sharpness.

Surrounded by people, Shen Ling didn't look uncomfortable and could cope with it freely.

Zhujian Villa stands on the lakeside. At a glance, there is a four-storey building in the front, which is elegant and beautiful, reflecting the blue cloudless sky. It looks like a boudoir building. The four words are not commensurate.

The first place that the Juggernaut pointed out not long ago was to build a sword in this villa. Therefore, the younger generation of men and women in the Jianghu, no matter whether they have sects or not, the size of the sect, whoever has some confidence in himself, or in the master's sect Those who were already quite qualified all came here in a hurry.The owner of Zhujian Villa is Mrs. Linhua, and she is the one who came up with the first test question.

While the people scattered in front of the lakeside building were waiting, more people arrived one after another, either riding horses or driving cars, or performing light exercises.

"Shen Ling," a pink-faced, peach-cheeked girl in a bust-length skirt pushed aside the crowd and walked towards this side—in fact, everyone saw her and spontaneously moved out of the way for her.

This girl was seventeen or eighteen years old, and her expression was somewhat spoiled, but she was indeed charming and beautiful. Someone greeted her and called her: "Miss Ouyang."

The second lady of Baituo Mountain Villa, born to the owner and wife of the owner.A few days ago, her mother and Shen Ling's mother brought up the marriage of the two children again, and they both believed that the two were a match made in heaven, but Shen Ling was always stubborn and didn't want this marriage, and she didn't want the second lady, saying that it had already happened. The sweetheart, but ask him the name of the sweetheart, but he can't find out no matter what, so everyone thinks that the so-called sweetheart is just a lie.

That's exactly what Ouyang Yun thought. After all, she had known each other for a long time, and she had never seen a single shadow of Shen Ling's sweetheart.

Shen Ling caught a glimpse of Ouyang Yun approaching from the corner of his eye, but he only responded lightly, with no enthusiasm on his face, let alone excitement.

Ouyang Yun, however, was very enthusiastic, and moved to Shen Ling's side, smiling sweetly: "So you are here."

She folded her hands, showing a gentle demeanor, but for some reason, it made people look a little vaguely awkward.

Shen Ling didn't answer, turned around and wanted to leave from here.He was followed by a senior brother from the sect, seeing that he was ignoring Miss Ouyang, he looked hesitant, he wanted to stop but dared not.

"Hey——" Ouyang Yun saw Shen Ling turn around and pass her by, like a gust of wind, his willow eyebrows stood on end, and he gritted his teeth. In an instant, his expression recovered, and he followed Shen Ling to leave.

Shen Ling walked by the lake, and she quickened her pace to follow behind.

"Shen Ling!" Ouyang Yun walked around in front of the other party, and stopped him openly, "Don't leave, I have something to look for you!"

She has practiced martial arts since she was a child, so walking such a distance is really nothing to her, her face is not red and she is not out of breath.

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