The Invincible Lifetime Dependents of the East

"Dongfang, how about trying to use this?"

Dongfang Bubai put the weapon back in his hand, walked up to him, took the thin needle and thread, looked at Yang Lianting suspiciously and asked, "Use this?"

"Well, why don't you try it first?" Yang Lianting urged.

Hearing what Yang Lianting said, Dongfang Bubai held the needle and looked over it for a while, but didn't know how to use it, so he just threw it forward, the silver needle pierced straight into the stone wall, and the white thread tied with the thin needle was about to leave him. Dongfang Bubai grasped the end of the thread like a ghost, pulled it back, and the thin needle returned to his hand in an instant.

Dongfang Bubai looked down at the silver needle in his hand and was slightly stunned. The feeling of being able to retract and retract just now gave him a shock, a feeling of epiphany in martial arts. What he wanted was a weapon that could do whatever he wanted.Because it is drawn by a thread that can change its shape, as long as it is well controlled, even a thin embroidery needle can attack the whole body without dead ends, compared to weapons such as swords that are limited by length and sharpness. , such an embroidery needle filled with inner strength can easily kill people.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Bubai turned his gaze from the embroidery needle in his hand to the basket where the needlework was placed. He looked at it thoughtfully for a while, then reached for the basket, threaded three or four needles and thread, and moved forward vigorously. Shaking, threw a few needles and threads out together, and then grabbed the white thread and pulled it back.But because he was not familiar with it, a needle was not caught in time, and it went straight into the stone wall.

Dongfang Bubai went over to study it for a while, and found that the thin needle was deeply inserted into the stone wall.If you use a sword, under the same strength, the sword will not be so easy to pierce the stone wall, so Dongfang Bubai discovered that the thin needle is easier to pierce hard objects than the sword.But because the needle is thin, he took a lot of effort to take out the silver needle.

Dongfang Bubai, who was already a fan of martial arts, began to practice impatiently after discovering the weapon in his hand.Yang Lianting, who was left on the sidelines, didn't care. Anyway, Ping Yizhi said that Dongfang Bubai's internal injuries had almost healed, and he didn't need to take any more medicine. He could start to adjust his breath and practice his basic skills.He was detained for a few months and couldn't do anything. He was already upset. Let him practice his hands now, anyway, it won't hurt his internal energy.

Watching Dongfang Bubai's martial arts demeanor, Yang Lianting compared it to others, and still thinks that he looks the best when he uses embroidery needles.Although dancing swords, there will be a kind of aura of long swords like awns and aura piercing Changhong, but when he dances embroidery needles, his clothes are fluttering and his graceful appearance is even more pleasing to the eye.

Pian Ruo Jing Hong Wan Ruo Long, talking about his demeanor, coupled with his cool temperament, if coupled with the red dress that is often broadcast on TV, it will definitely give people a kind of astonishment that has nothing to do with gender.Unfortunately, he is wearing a blue suit today.

Yang Lianting began to think about whether he should ask the people in the embroidery room to prepare more red and purple clothes for Dongfang Bubai. This color is suitable for men and women, but not everyone can match it without being taken away by the clothes themselves. .Only someone as imposing as Dongfang Bubai can afford such a gorgeous color.

Well, it's decided.

Yang Lianting nodded secretly.He didn't realize at all that he was shaping Dongfang Bubai in "Swordsman", and he didn't know how important a milestone he had set in Dongfang Bubai's life.

For martial arts practitioners, getting a handy weapon is more important than getting a world-class martial arts secret book, and this weapon replacement has made Dongfang Bubai secure the number one position in the world. Needles became a nightmare for martial arts decency.

But these are not important to Yang Lianting, all he cares about is Dongfang Bubai. Of course, if it can better save the lives of the two of them, he doesn't care about using a traveler who is familiar with the past and the future. Privilege helps Dongfang Invincible. After all, hidden dangers are like bombs. You don’t know what will explode, so it’s more reassuring.

By the time Dongfang Bubai came back to his senses, it was already evening.Yang Lianting, who had taken a nap on the stone bed, was too lazy to go down the mountain, so he simply suggested staying on the mountain for the night, and then went down after watching the sunrise in the morning.

Dongfang Bubai had no objection, the two went to the forest to catch two pheasants, roasted them, took water from the stream to wash, and after finishing everything, it was already dark, the two lay on the bed, hugging each other The bored Yang Lianting felt a little regretful that he didn't bring the piano. He played with Dongfang Bubai's slender fingers and said, "Dongfang, why don't I sing you a song?"

"Yeah." Dongfang glanced at him, then nodded disinterestedly. Although he didn't know why Yang Lianting was so interested all of a sudden, as long as it was something Yang Lianting wanted to do, he would usually be very generous.

The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and broke the world

The dream is too cold, and a lifetime of love debts and several books

If you default to life and death, etc.

Waiting for the annual rings

Whose soul is broken when the Float Tower is broken?

Pain goes straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp has collapsed

Let me wait for history to turn around

Waiting for the wine to be mellow and waiting for you to play a guzheng

Hearing youth usher in laughter envy many people

The annals of history are too ruthless to be gentle and unwilling to write.

Fireworks are easy to be cold and people are easy to separate

And you're asking me if I'm still serious

After a thousand years, who is still waiting

And Qing Shi can't be true to Wei Shu Luoyang City

If you are in a past life

Follow the red dust, follow my wandering life

The rain is pouring, the old hometown is deep and the vegetation is deep

I heard that you are always alone

The mottled city gates are entrenched with old tree roots

What echoes on the slate is to wait

The rain is pouring, the old hometown is deep and the vegetation is deep

I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city

The sound of the shepherd's flute on the outskirts of the city fell on that wild village

Fate takes root, it's us

(--Jay Chou "Fireworks Are Cold")

Yang Lianting stared down at Dongfang Bubai, recalling his appearance in his previous life, his heart overflowed with emotion.

"What's the name of this song?" Dongfang Bubai looked up at Yang Lianting in a daze and asked.

"Fireworks tend to be cold."

"Just like what you just sang, what does it mean that fireworks are easy to be cold and people are easy to divide?"

"Ah."

Dongfang Bubai was silent for a while, and said in a low voice: "It's a little sad." He didn't like it, because he was afraid that Yang Lianting's infatuation with him at this moment was just a momentary fireworks, no matter how beautiful it was, it would cool down one day.

"Yeah, but I like the last line." Yang Lianting nodded, looked into his eyes, and sang softly and softly: "Fate takes root because we..."

Dongfang Bubai looked back at him and smiled slightly.

"Sing it again." Dongfang Bubai demanded.

Yang Lianting smiled and replied, "Okay!"

So, Yang Lianting kept repeating this song all night long, and Dongfang Bubai's mood was not as sad as when he heard this song for the first time. The person who was waiting so hard sighed, but whenever he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but smile.

"Go to sleep!"

"En." Dongfang Bubai lay back on the pillow, groped around the head of the bed with his hands, and gently pulled a thin thread hanging on the stone wall, and the square black cloth instantly covered the four night pearls.

Dongfang Bubai fell asleep with his eyes closed next to Yang Lianting.

Fate has taken root... If it has taken root on the ground, will it be impossible to hide or escape?