[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

Discuss on the side.Feng Yunyao scolded him, blindfolded him and dragged him to Tianchi, and took off the blindfold.

Duckweed is like ink, Feng Yunyao waved her long sleeves, and the black lotus in the pond retreated respectfully, revealing the surface of the mirror-like water, suddenly there were ripples, and gradually a figure appeared.As the horse passed by, countless images flooded up with ripples, all of which were the continuous overlapping of the same movement of Yang Jian in the fight.

"Speak!"

The three-headed Jiao played cleverly, not knowing what to say in response to the dazzling moves.

"Say it!"

"Yang Jian... Yang Jian's fellow... Martial arts are amazing. Although there is no magic weapon with three-pointed and two-edged halberds, his strength should not be underestimated..."

"Bah, how shameless!" Feng Yunyao kicked him to the ground. "Master didn't like you at all. I was the one who pleaded for mercy and spared your life. Now when it comes in handy, you are here spraying dung to trick my old lady. Believe it or not, I will kill you right away?"

"Xinxinxin...beauty, beauty, look at this move. First, put the halberd on top of the front of the weapon, and then use the left hand to turn the wrist and send it quickly. Because every time his leg moves differently, he gives the move An ever-changing illusion. Looking at this move again, turning around and stabbing back and forth was ordinary, but because he slowed down his gaze before making the move, he made the enemy feel slack, took the opportunity to use the ultimate move, and made people unable to defend. People should punish their hearts first..."

Feng Yunyao didn't speak for a while, and while looking at the image in the pool, her anger gradually subsided, "Sure enough, the moves come out as you like, and there is no finalization. It seems that it will not work to force them from their brothers and sisters."

"Force what?"

Feng Yunyao kicked up again, "Did I ask you? You can say whatever you ask. Tell me, what is the birth date of Sanshengmu?"

"Three Holy Mother's? She's not my daughter-in-law, how would I know?"

"Don't forget me, you have been with Yang Jian for 2000 years, and you have never heard him mention it? If you tell me to find out that you have changed words, be careful about your life!"

The three-headed Jiao couldn't hide it, thinking that Yang Chan had the invincible Lotus Lantern in her hand, and a mere Feng Yunyao would not be able to hurt her, so she said, "Oh, I remembered... Renxu, Jiachen, Jiazi, Bingyin."

"Yo, wooden life, you need to set up a golden formation."

Feng Yunyao was contemplating and thinking, when suddenly she heard a "plop", the three dragons had "fallen" into the pool, she didn't dare to jump in again, and waited patiently for a while, when two monks in yellow shirts came out of the water, with hands in their hands. Carrying the three Jiao Jiao who are already unconscious.

"This person is suspected of spying on the mechanism at the bottom of the pool. The monk asked the holy aunt for a law, and should he be interrogated by the White Elephant King?"

Feng Yunyao said: "I brought this guy up, he just stumbled and fell due to his serious injury, and I'll bring it back, don't disturb the White Elephant King."

……

The banners are shining, the halberds are shining, and the shrimp soldiers and crabs will stand on both sides of the crystal palace. A row of luminous pearls are neatly inlaid on the translucent walls, illuminating the bottom of the water without sunlight as pale as the day, and all kinds of algae grow freely with the waves. Swaggeringly, large and small bubbles like pearls and jade slowly rise up and shatter one after another.

She ran desperately to the palace, but ran farther and farther, and finally she was never seen again.

"Father, queen mother, where are you..."

Ao Cunxin was awakened by her own crying, and when she realized where she was, the pillow was already wet with tears.

I... what did I just say... what did I dream about... I can't remember at all...

In the darkness, she tightened her jade fingers, firmly held the big warm hand in her palm, and sobbed softly.

"Why... why can't I remember anything? Every time I try to grab them, they throw me down. I asked many, many people, and they all said they didn't know me, so I pretended I didn't to care, but I am really in pain..."

"Things that you can't remember at all are just 'other people' stories to you, which will make you more painful."

Yang Jian half knelt beside the bed, holding Ao Cunxin's cold hand, the faint moonlight outlined a soft halo on his handsome face.

The cold rain poured out of the window, soaking the whole night with a layer of moisture.The warm and dark voice flowed gently in the night, as if it had wiped away her cold tears.

The army advanced and retreated rapidly, and fought quickly for seven days. After the victory, they returned to camp overnight. By the time the wounded soldiers were resettled and the prisoners of war were interrogated, it was already midnight two days later.

Yang Chan didn't know when he would come back, so naturally she didn't leave the lamp.He walked into the quiet courtyard of his home and looked at the dark mansion. He knew that his relatives were all there, but there was still an unspeakable loneliness spreading quietly in his heart.

The guest room and the master bedroom are in two directions, so he took a detour.I just wanted to pass by and ask for peace of mind, but I heard her crying in my dream.

"Can I hug you?" Ao Cunxin propped up her body that was frozen and trembling due to fear, and looked into the eyes that couldn't see clearly in the darkness, "Just for a while, okay? When it dawns, forget about it."

"it is good."

Seeing Yang Jian sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to him, without looking sideways, Ao Cunxin leaned sideways on his back and leaned his head on his shoulder.

There are gangsters, like cuts are like consultations, like cuts like grinding.

The drizzle fell on the corrugated tiles, singing out a series of irregular pings, as if it had been like this for thousands of years.

Ao Cunxin said in a low voice: "I like rain, whether it's light rain or heavy rain."

"Why?"

"Maybe it's because it never rains in the sea."

Maybe also because, in the cave in the rain, I got to know you.

"I also like rain," his voice vibrated slightly under her ears, "because the day the Yang family died was sunny, and the day my mother passed away was also sunny."

"Oh, you don't like the sun, do you like the moon?"

"I used to like it. When I was young, our family of five used to enjoy the moon on the stone platform in the courtyard. My mother told three of us brothers and sisters the story of Chang'e flying to the moon. At that time, I thought that the full moon was a painting, and the moon's waning was a poem. It is said that 'the years are quiet and good'."

"Why didn't you like it later?"

She felt his back tense suddenly, her heart sank, and she was about to change the subject, but she heard him say: "Afterwards, I have no home."

The broad arms beside him were firm and lonely, and Ao Cunxin slowly stretched out an arm, quietly encircling his waist, embracing his half-life loneliness.

Yang Jian was so keen, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the forearm that was only wearing a snow-white jacket around his waist, and draped his fingers on the folds of his clothes as if they were real, disturbing his breathing.

Time annihilates everything, corrodes all pain into dust, and makes all happiness crumble into mud.The time has changed, and those details are submerged in the farther and farther past, and have become no longer important.

What is still clear today is that when she stretched out her hand to him, his first reaction was to hold it tightly.

Unfortunately, today, he can't.Maybe in this life, he will never be able to again.

For months he had felt like a liar, a liar who had the truth in his hands and pretended not to know it.

He has [-] soldiers under his command, and another [-] grass-headed gods are at his disposal. He is under the two masters of the universe and above thousands of immortal ministers.But only when he faced this woman did he feel that his power was too great for him to have.

The power to hold another person's memory of more than [-] years may depend on his one thought.As long as he opened his mouth, her life would be turned upside down.

She couldn't perceive his thoughts at the moment, she was only immersed in the momentary happiness, "If your wife Izumi knows that I rely on you like this, will she be angry?"

Yang Jian tilted his head slightly, her hair tingled against his ear, and the fragrance of jasmine floated to his nose.It was the fragrance that Third Sister likes to use, but when it tainted Ao Cunxin's hair, it seemed to become very charming, like teasing, like comforting.

If you were Cun Xin, would you still rely on me like this? "I want to ask her too."

How much I want to ask you, how much I want to ask Buddha.

If meeting is the cause, is falling in love the result?

If falling in love is the cause, is abandonment the result?

If abandonment is the cause, is forgetting the result?

"Yang Jian, I seem to have known you for a long, long time..."

……

Ao Cunxin didn't know when she fell asleep, and when she woke up, she was lying on the bed, and felt that this sleep was particularly reassuring and relieved from fatigue.

It was the beginning of winter, the air was no longer so humid, and the clear birdsong was no longer so lazy. She was about to stretch and get up to practice whipping, but she heard a lot of noise outside.

she is heartless

It stands to reason that the sunrise should not be too early after winter.Opening the door, it was already bright outside, Ao Cunxin looked down at the wooden sword in his hand, feeling a little embarrassed.

At this hour, she was still taking the wooden sword that Yang Jian cut for her to go out for morning exercises, just for fear of making people laugh.

It was just a few servants who were chattering in the courtyard, and when they saw someone coming out, they all stopped talking.Now the house servants in the mansion were all replaced by Yang Jian after he became the God of Judiciary to sweep the empty courtyard. The only cognition of this Ao Ling girl is "Chen Xiang's friend".

The people in Yang's mansion, because they have met such a high-ranking master, naturally know what it means to be cautious in words and deeds. It must be unusual for them to discuss fiercely. Ao Cunxin wanted to ask curiously, but changed his mind But give up again.

It's just a guest house, it's better to settle down.

Earlier, Yang Chan heard rumors that she shouldn't have heard on the few steps in Yang's mansion, and only then did she know that Yang Jian had returned.At this time, he would either catch up on sleep in the bedroom or work in the study, which was very easy to find.

Yang Jian was studying the map before the case, when he saw Yang Chan push the door in, he quickly covered the scroll.

After some humbling and inquiring, Yang Chan wanted to say something more, but her face showed embarrassment.

I don't know why Yang Jian misunderstood, thinking that she was embarrassing another matter, he took the initiative to say: "This time I won, and the Jade Emperor 'grace' me to step down as a military adviser, and I can rest in the next few months. You I am satisfied to be able to come and accompany me for these days, if I keep you around, I am afraid that Liu Yanchang will come to me personally