Jiangnan smoke and rain do not disperse gl

In the misty and rainy days in the south of the Yangtze River, the quaint town is silently shrouded in drizzle.

On the bluestone bridge.

The young man stood in the middle of the bridge. Occasionally, passers-by in a hurry would pass by him, glance at the young man in surprise, and shake their heads away.

The turquoise lake surface was broken by the mischievous drizzle, and the uplift slightly rippled.

The rain shattered on the boy's hair and shoulders, and his clothes were wet, all of which showed that he had stood here for a long, long time.

The constant coolness coming from the skin is like piercing bone.

The arms hanging on both sides of the boy, through the wide sleeves, the discolored skin color on the back of the hand can be vaguely seen.

With slightly closed eyes and pursed lips, there was a faint outline of a sad arc, which made people feel sad.

The young man's thin and thin figure crashed into a pair of pitch-black pupils.

The owner of those eyes sighed slightly, the boy, like a stone sculpture, never moved a bit.

Under the willows, Tang Ling was holding an oil umbrella, and kept watching the figure without moving a bit.

Biting his lip, his feet were already numb.

After struggling for a while, after another half an hour, Tang Ling finally lost to that figure.

Lifting up the robe, holding the umbrella, he walked towards that person step by step. With the steps, the distance was getting closer and closer.

After all, the oil umbrella appeared on top of Dong Shu's head.

The rain blocked everything.

Two thin figures stood side by side on the bluestone slab bridge, relatively speechless.

Dong Shu's calm eyes became turbulent.

"Why are you here?"

That sentence, where you are, I will be, almost blurted out.

Tang Ling tilted her head and thought for a while, then pressed the words back to her stomach. In this atmosphere, it seemed that it was not appropriate to say these words.

"I am sorry for your loss."

As soon as the voice fell, the situation changed suddenly, and it rained heavily.

The crackling sound resounded in the ears of the two, and their shoulders were exposed to the pouring rain.

That umbrella couldn't support the two of them.

Dong Shu clenched his hands a little bit.

Tang Ling said to him softly: "Life and death are determined. If Uncle Dong has knowledge, seeing you like this, I'm afraid he will feel uneasy."

The hands covered under the wide sleeves loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again.

My heart weeps and my mouth is dumb.

Faced with the grief of the tragic death of his parents, Yunyan still recalled the past in his mind, and his eyes gradually turned red.

With a hoarse voice, Dong Shu seemed to be facing the world, and said, "I must find out the murderer, and then tear his body into pieces."

Father and mother, I will catch the murderer and personally bring him to your grave to apologize.

Although, the price is losing everything.

Never die.

at all costs.

"I'll accompany you."

Even if it's going up the mountain of knives and down the pan of oil.

Dong Shu finally turned his face and looked at him quietly.

"Need not."

He refused.

Tang Ling's heart twitched.

With a smile: "Why?"

"This is my business, nothing to do with you."

After Dong Shu spoke slowly, he turned his head away and stopped looking at him, or at least her.

"You guy, knowing that this matter is not easy, how can you solve it alone?" Tang Ling's fingers holding the handle of the umbrella turned white, "Is this... not treating me as a friend?"

Dong Shu shook his head: "Don't get involved in this matter, it's best... stay away from me."

Tang Ling froze.

"What if I don't?"

I still vaguely remember the scene where the two met, vividly.

That year, big families from Jiangnan gathered here.

And the Dong family is the host family who presided over this huge meeting.

At that time, the Dong family was the head of the big Jiangnan family.

That year, all of them.

The first time they met was on this bridge. She was plotted against, chased and killed by her enemies, and was seriously injured.

It was her, Tang Ling saved her.

However, the identity of the young master of the Dong family was also exposed. The only blood of the famous Dong family turned out to be a woman.

Ridiculous not ridiculous.

When Dong Shu woke up, the first thing he did was to kill her, even if the man saved her.

Who let her most important secret be discovered.

If it is made public, then the Dong family will be finished.

It has to be said that the person who rescued her was not an ordinary family, they were also members of the well-known Tang family in the south of the Yangtze River.

Tang Ling, who possessed martial arts, took a lot of effort to subdue the injured Dong Shu.

"Unexpectedly, the dignified young master of the Dong family, with a great reputation, is a woman."

Tang Ling groped her chin, looked at the person lying motionless on the bed, and seemed to see something, her face gradually became serious.

"You'd better not dream of breaking through the acupuncture point, if you don't want to die."

Feeling a murderous cold gaze, Tang Ling felt helpless.

"Since we are all the same kind of people, it's okay to tell you." Tang Ling spread his hands, "I am the same as you, both women."

"I don't believe it. If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. The Tang family in Jiangnan knows, right? The young master of the Tang family has never been so casual."

Surprise flashed across Dong Shu's pale face.

His lips twitched, and finally he said to her in a commanding tone: "Unlock the acupoints."

Tang Ling smiled and said, "Then you have to promise that you won't fight me hard again."

A cold gaze stared straight at her, causing goosebumps all over her body.

"You guys are really just like the rumors." Tang Ling muttered, tapped her a few times, and quickly jumped to a safe place. If the latter got mad and rushed up again, he could escape for his life.

Dong Shu got up abruptly, killing intent appeared in his eyes, the injury on his chest was caused by the action, and the excruciating pain spread to the muscles and bones of his whole body, his complexion suddenly turned pale.

There was cold sweat dripping down her back, but it just turned into a frown on her brow.

The white clothes were already soaked in blood, dazzling.

Tang Ling was astonished at the latter's endurance.

"Take it easy, you're seriously injured, if it weren't for your little bit of skill, I'm afraid you would have died a long time ago."

There was a hint of gloating in the words.

In exchange for a cold gaze, Tang Ling shrugged.

Tang Ling has been delivering medicines to him for the past few days, throwing them to the latter every few steps, but the killing intent in his eyes is still there.

She doesn't want to die yet.

His interest was drawn out, and he was full of desire to explore the young master of the Dong family.

She was not interested in the reason why Dong Shu was assassinated, but she was used to it.

Born in a seemingly wealthy and luxurious family like theirs, they live a life licking blood, and there are countless enemies.

Even if it is internal fighting, it is undercurrent and turbulent.

If you are not careful, you will die.

Assassination is commonplace.

After half a month of breath adjustment and birth control, Dong Shu's injury has healed.

Looking at Tang Ling's eyes, there was a mixture of indifference and complexity.

The killing intent faded unconsciously.

Tang Ling stretched her waist and said with her back behind her back, "My young master is leaving too."

Originally thought of leaving, regardless of her life or death.

With her profound martial arts skills, she couldn't die anyway.

Thinking about that meeting was even more boring, and he couldn't go back even if he escaped. Those old guys caught him but scolded him a lot.

Although this person is cold, like an ice cellar, he is easy to get along with.

Be sympathetic to each other.

Both of them belonged to a big family, and both women disguised themselves as men.

The responsibilities are similar.

Many feelings are also similar.

But it's not bad to make friends with the young master of the Dong family.

"Well, no."

Dong Shu's indifferent expression was calm.

With the appearance of the former, Tang Ling turned over and scolded with a smile: "You bastard, you have no conscience."

Anyway, we have been together for more than half a month, and there is no intention of staying.

I don't even bother to say politely.

Dong Shu hesitated for a moment: "Be careful."

After all, identity is special.

Once exposed, what you will face is a stormy sea.

"Haha, play with Master Ben when you have time."

Dong Shu watched the figure fly away into the distance, and the corner of his mouth seemed to be hooked.

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