Donglin [Quick Travel]

"Dumb slave." The man looked at Dong Lin with a puzzled face and held his hand with a smile, "Dumb slave, if you meet a...well," Dong Lin turned his head and thought about the description of the heroine in the book , if you meet a woman whose skin is bullying Saixue, with a tight waist, bright eyes, kindness and purity, innocence and cuteness, three points pure and seven points charming... ([-] words omitted here), don't believe what she said You know, pretty women are the best at deceiving people. "

The dumb slave didn't know what he was talking about, but seeing his serious expression, he nodded obediently.Master, the dumb slave will only listen to one person.

冥楼

A young killer walked through a house covered with white curtains and stopped in front of the bead curtain. He was tall and straight. Although he couldn't see his face clearly with a mask on, it could be seen that his sharp eyes were not like ordinary people.

"Owner."

A woman with a graceful figure was lying on the big bed behind the veil, her lazy figure could be seen through the dim light, the man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and lowered his head obsessively.

"How is things going?" The woman's voice was lazy, as if she had just woken up, and she couldn't help but think of the amorous feelings on her that night, and her body was faintly hot.

"Master, after one month will be the birthday of Qingyue, the owner of Wushang Palace. Heroes from all over the world will be invited at that time, and Minglou should be among them."

"Well, it's a good opportunity. It's time for me to become famous in the world." The slender index finger playfully circled the man's Adam's apple on the bed, "Why, is there anything else?"

"Master, this subordinate misses you." Mingfeng's voice was hoarse and hoarse. The woman inside was stunned for a moment, covering her face with her bare hands, and looked at the naked/naked man beside her with winking eyes. The man didn't care, he just stretched his hands towards the woman's plump breasts, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Mingfeng," the woman's face was full of spring, her body trembling with the man's movements, "you go out."

"Master." The man below was taken aback, as if he understood something.

"The person I like, he should be tall, handsome, mighty and extraordinary. One day he will definitely come to marry me on the colorful auspicious clouds. Before that, I will not belong to any kind of man. Ah..." The man suddenly rushed to the woman She couldn't help screaming coquettishly, she glanced at the man reproachfully, bit his chest, and then fell into a deeper desire, but she didn't see Mingfeng's lonely back.

"Ah." Dong Lin stretched his waist comfortably, the dumb slave saw this and served a plate of dim sum, picked up a beautifully shaped dim sum, Dong Lin stood up and walked out.Tingfeng Hall sometimes cannot receive a single guest for a day, after all, there are branch halls in other places, and only those who are truly qualified and in need will come here.

"This guest, what request do you have?"

"Crack!" A man in a black cloak and a bamboo hat threw the token in his hand on the table, and the pupils of the receptionist shrank, and he couldn't help saying: "Zi Yi Ling..."

An unusual sound came from outside, Dong Lin moved his ears, put down the snack in his hand and looked.

"Use this token to find someone for me." The voice of the visitor was cold, without any enthusiasm.

"Excuse me, who is the guest looking for?"

The man raised his head to reveal his face under the bamboo hat. A hideous scar ran across Qingjuan's face, "A year ago, in the Fuyue Inn in the south of the Yangtze River...he appeared."

"Here, does the guest have any more clues?"

The man lowered his head, lost in thought, and looked a little puzzled. He raised his head in an instant, with the long sword in his hand across the man's neck, "No, but you must find him."

He must find him, find him, and kill him. In this world, only he can kill him, and he can only die by his hands. This is the meaning of the existence of the best sword in the world.

The back of the man leaving is like a gun that has stood on the battlefield since ancient times, silent and dead, alone through the ups and downs of hundreds of generations, and the change of thousands of years, until finally forgetting himself.

haunting...

"Master." The person who received him just now came over.

"Is it Lingying?" Lingying is a myth in the world, the number one killer in the world, the number one swordsman, and the second master.This is the ranking of Jianghu master list made by Tingfengtang. Although there are no names of Wushang Palace members on the list, even if they are added, it will not have much impact.Ling Ying is famous for his killing, and the whole Jianghu trembled for him. With an ordinary blacksmith made by a mortal blacksmith, he killed the entire martial arts forest to the bottom, making countless people frightened, and it can stop children from crying at night.Tang Ying does not recognize the title of number one swordsman, not because he thinks there is someone out there, but because he has personally seen the person who defeated him with one move. The reason why he is the number one swordsman is because he has never seen that person use Sword, and Ling Ying, he has been looking for the number one master in his heart for a year.

The man presented a token with both hands respectfully, and the dumb slave took it and handed it to Dong Lin. Dong Lin compared it with the purple jade on his waist, and there was a depression on the token that matched the shape of the jade pendant.

"It is indeed the Purple Clothes Order, who is he looking for?"

"A person appeared in Jiangnan a year ago. He has no name, gender, appearance, or any information. I only know that he is very good at martial arts. He appeared in Jiangnan a year ago. Since then, he has never been seen in Jiangnan, and there has been no trace of him in Tingfengtang. any news."

Dong Lin handed Ziyi Order to his subordinates and put it in a wooden box, "Did he say what he was looking for?"

"He didn't say."

"Well, Tingfengtang never inquires about the privacy of guests. Chouying has been looking for it for a year, and he has searched almost all the major organizations in the world. Wushang Palace is his last stop. He even brought out the purple clothes order. Hehe , What a big handwriting."

The Purple Clothes Token, there are only nine yuan in the rivers and lakes, corresponding to the master of Wushang Palace, Da Sikong and the seven hall masters. The power of the whole teaching to meet the requirements of the people.

"Let's start with what happened at the Fuyue Inn a year ago."

Dong Lin was lying on the bed with some insomnia, probably because he saw Chao Ying today, thinking about the plot in the book but fell asleep unknowingly.

His thoughts drifted back to the past, his soul seemed to have left his body, floating in the air, ascending to the dome of Wushang Palace, and drifting all the way back to the south of the Yangtze River from Shu, stopping in a remote mountain village, a body covered in The little girl whose clothes were all patched but clean was carrying a basket full of fruits in her hand, and ran over with a smile all the way. Dong Lin smiled and stretched out his hand to her, but the little girl walked away from him. Running past without even looking at him, Donglin seemed to be being led by her, passing through the trees and bushes until he stopped in front of a ruined temple, watching her hand the fruit in her hand to a boy sitting in front of the temple, laughing He said: "Brother, look, this is the fruit I just found, and there are many more there. We will have fruit to eat in the future, and we won't be hungry again."

The delicate-looking little boy next to her gently touched her head, and handed her a straw grasshopper in his hand, "Jiaojiao..."

The little girl jumped up happily, "Yeah, brother made me a new grasshopper, I can play with them now."

When the scene changed, a middle-aged man grabbed Dong Lin's shoulder and said to him, "You must go back with me, or your sister will die," the little girl's clean face was covered with mud He ran towards him crying with tears, but he was getting farther and farther away. As if he felt the same way, he couldn't help feeling disgusted with the place he was about to go to.

The powerful suction attracted him, and his field of vision changed to a silent boy carried on the shoulders of a man. After he arrived at Wushang Palace, he was led by that man and met other boys. They were big or small. Standing and laughing at the end of the peach grove, a young man with exquisite appearance is guarded in the middle.

The man held his hand and wanted to walk forward, but Dong Lin stood there, pretending to look at the peach blossoms above his head, and refused to take a step forward. The man stopped when he saw this, and faced the group of young and vigorous teenagers. Said: "He is younger than you all, and he will be the head of Tingfeng Hall from now on. You should love him like a younger brother."

Later, he heard sporadically from the man who became his master that his younger sister Lu Jiao ran off on the way to be adopted by a farmer, but fell off a cliff. When the people with her went down to find her But there was no one there, fearing that they had been taken away by wild beasts, leaving no bones left.Dong Lin knew that she was not dead. As one of the few female characters in the book, Lu Jiao was rescued by Tang Ying and taken back as a disciple. Since Tang Ying has entered the world, he must see her soon. When?The sleeping person suddenly frowned tightly, when is it, why can't he remember, the time when Lu Jiao appeared on the stage.

Suddenly an idea came to my mind, yes, it is tonight, when the moon is at its fullest.He suddenly opened his eyes, feeling a sudden sense of crisis. He didn't know what happened, but his body reacted quickly, and left his original position in an instant with his hand.

The body is always faster than the mind, and the dark guard never let go of his vigilance even in his sleep. In just a short time, the two of them have gone through dozens of moves, and in the end, no one can do anything to the other.Dong Lin looked at the visitor with a solemn expression. The other person was wearing black night clothes and even had a black cloth scarf on his face. From his figure, he could only tell that she was a woman, but his eyes as beautiful as the West Lake made him feel inexplicable. familiar.

"Jiaojiao..."

Dong Lin's words made Lu Jiao stunned, and even Dong Lin was also a little dazed.The fact that Zhexiu knew martial arts had already surprised her, and it was just a surprise, but her reason was dissipated by the two simple words he uttered, "What did you say just now?"

"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, I'm my elder brother." The man who had been holding her veins loosened his hand, and showed her a gentle and relieved smile. He opened his arms and exposed his chest. He was undefended. The vitals are exposed. "Jiaojiao, you finally appeared. I have been waiting for a long time."