Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

Hang Che didn't expect that as soon as he entered the memory, what he saw was - Lou Lang.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, he was radiant, and his thin lips curled into a flying smile. If there seemed to be He Yan's carelessness, his heart trembled, his breathing stagnated, and he immediately called out silently: "Yan'er."

The empty tiger's memory started directly from Lou Lang, which surprised Hang Che.

The first thing Kongshan Jun said to Lou Lang was: "Phixiang Envoy, Lou Lang?"

Lou Lang answered him: "Empty Tiger, Hang Xin?"

To confirm each other's identity, they all use question sentences, but they all mean affirmative.

The first conversation was unique.

Hang Xin's eyes fell on Lou Lang, and she naturally saw the junior behind Lou Lang. Hang Che's heart sank. Lou Lang's junior, Wu Qing, was indeed He Yan's master, He Wuqing.But for some reason, He Wuqing was standing behind Lou Lang, Lou Lang's eyes were clear, but He Wuqing's figure was somewhat blurred.

Hang Xin said coldly, "what's your business?"

Lou Lang curled his lips into a smile: "I have looked for you many times, but you are really hard to find, how about a fight?"

Hang Xin directly refused: "No."

Lou Lang didn't care much: "No, we must fight."

"I will not accompany you." Kong Shanjun didn't want to be entangled, and turned around to use his sword, Lou Lang swayed to block the way.

Being a little close, Hang Xin never allowed anyone to get close, took a step back, put one hand across his chest, and said: "I think the envoy who wears incense is at least a polite person."

"Oh?" Lou Lang raised his eyebrows when he heard this sentence, "I'm not worthy of criticism. Does Kongshan Jun think that I'm polite?"

Hang Xin said: "Now I don't think, how can a person who knows the etiquette block people's way for nothing?"

Lou Lang laughed loudly: "If that's the case, then it's impolite. I think you and I have been fighting for a long time. The technique of blue frost is good for freezing Soul Eater. I think your blue frost is colder than snowflakes. Frost It's rare to be colder than Xue, let's do two tricks."

Hang Xin continued to refuse coldly: "No."

"Why are these two words?" Lou Lang laughed again, "Are you very quiet? That's why you don't like fighting?"

Kong Tiger took another step back, and he didn't want to waste any more words.

"But I really want to fight. After so many years in the comprehension world, I haven't found anyone worthy of my shot. You are good." After speaking, Lou Lang raised his hand and snapped his fingers without warning.

Hang Che secretly sighed: "What a handsome skill."

The object that Lou Lang popped up was coming like lightning, and the fastest way to dodge it was to turn to one side, but the Kong Tiger retreated quickly regardless of the easy thing to do.

Lou Lang's spiritual power was strong, and he didn't know what was wrapped in the blood-red aura. The red bead looked like a blood bead, and the blood bead seemed to have infinite stamina, forcing Hang Xin to retreat dozens of feet.

Hang Xin encountered Lou Lang's sudden attack, but he didn't panic. He retreated for a while, picked the right time, and turned around quickly, and at the same time waved a blue frost to freeze the reduced blood beads in the air, making a one-handed The action of opening the bow gathered spiritual power to lock the blood bead.

Lou Lang swayed to catch up with Hang Xin: "You have studied my tricks and thought this bead of mine is a blood bead, so avoid touching it. I also know that it can't hide, so I was chased by it and lost momentum before freezing, Lord Kongshan, have you been paying attention to me for a long time?"

"No one knows about Lou Lang's spiritualism, and who is not afraid?" Kong Shanjun took a step back and stared at Lou Lang coldly, "You have tried to find that I can't beat you, can you make way?"

"Impossible." Lou Lang said, "One move is not enough, just now you only used a swipe of Qingshuang, I want you to use your sword, like the last time you broke the Soul Eater, freeze Taniguchi with a few swords, and then make another sword cut off."

"Don't fight." Kong Shanjun stretched out his five fingers in the void, and followed his Ling Han sword into the master's hands. He ignored Lou Lang's eagerness to fight, and put the sword into its sheath indifferently—just don't fight .

"Are you afraid of me?" Lou Lang narrowed his eyes and stared at Kong Tiger.

"I said I'm afraid of you, so can you get out of the way?" Kongshan Jun met Lou Lang's gaze expressionlessly.

"No." Lou Lang laughed.

"What if I don't want to fight?" Kongshan Jun suddenly leaned over and stared at Lou Lang.

Hang Xin hated being close to people, and was always a few steps away from people when talking, and suddenly this close, Hang Che thought: "Lou Lang won't be able to stop Kong Tiger."

Sure enough, Lou Lang was slightly taken aback by the sudden approach of the empty tiger who had been rejecting people for thousands of miles.But Kong Shanjun said that he would not fight, but he really wanted to fight. Ling Hanjian suddenly got into trouble and came out of the sheath. Because the two were very close, as soon as he got out of the sheath, he directly hit Lou Lang's vital point in the dantian.

Lou Lang's eyes blinked, he didn't dodge, his fingertips focused, and he fixed the Ling Han sword that had pierced his belt. He raised his eyebrows flyingly, and didn't lower the sword. He still stopped the sword in front of his dantian, looking provocatively. With Hang Xin.

Hang Che thought to himself: "Lou Lang, you are careless again."

Frost bloomed rapidly on the hilt of Ling Han sword standing in front of Lou Lang's waist, and blue frost that was several times colder than ice and snow covered Lou Lang's whole body in the blink of an eye from the position of Lou Lang's belt—Hang Xin froze Lou Lang.

Hang Xin also didn't take back Ling Han, and after he succeeded, he turned around and withdrew.

Flying back and forth, his eyes were fixed on Lou Lang vigilantly. In the snow, Lou Lang was wearing a black dress and a red belt, which was particularly eye-catching. He flew far away. The red belt danced in the wind and snow, making it impossible to ignore it. .

It wasn't until Lou Lang was out of sight that Hang Xin stretched out his five fingers to recall Ling Han who was frozen on Lou Lang's body.

The picture of Lou Lang disappeared, and Hang Che subconsciously knew that this memory must end. He thought about it, Hang Xin didn't kill Lou Lang, and he was sure that Lou Lang would put back his sword. The first love between the two of them Meeting each other is more like slapstick, neither of them has any malicious intentions.

Not a bad start.

When the figure of Lou Lang in the line of sight could no longer be seen, the memory of the empty tiger was cut, and the line of sight brightened again, it was on a cliff.

The person who catches the eye is still Lou Lang, very handsome with a red crown and red belt.

Hang Che was stunned: "Does Kongshan Jun like to start his memory with Lou Lang's face?"

However, the atmosphere does not seem to be very good.

There was blood on the ground, and the cliff was behind him. Lou Lang looked terrified. What just happened here?

The empty tiger’s memory uniquely starts from the middle of an event, making people puzzled. Fortunately, Hang Che is familiar with the history of immortals. After a little thought, he roughly straightened out this entanglement: Lou Lang went away During those days outside the customs, Fang Qingchen went back to the mortal world to seek revenge, and started a bloody storm. The cultivation world couldn't tolerate Fang Qingchen, but Fang Qingchen couldn't do anything with many attempts.At the moment when it was time to fight, Kong Tiger, who had just left the customs, stabbed Fang Qingchen seriously with a sword, and Lou Lang, who came back from outside the customs following Kong Tiger's hind legs, blocked Kong Tiger's second sword.Then Lou Lang abolished Fang Qingchen's cultivation in front of Kongshanjun and took Fang Qingchen off the cliff.

Lou Lang is clearly involved in the previous part of this memory, why did Kongshan Jun cut off the front part?

Hang Che compared his heart to heart and thought for a while... Shaking his head mockingly, he thought to himself: "Mr. Kongshan didn't want irrelevant people to be mixed in his memory, so he cut off all the parts about Fang Qingchen."

Sure enough, he is the most particular fairy of the Hang family... Even his memory needs to be trimmed.Including the previous memory, Lord Kongshan saw He Wuqing, but selectively blurred He Wuqing's existence.

As an immortal of the Hang family, Hang Che was also poor and fastidious, but when he saw the memory carefully trimmed by Lord Kongshan, even he couldn't help having a sharp toothache and silently said "Yan'er".

"The last time you said 'if I don't want to fight', you were secretly slandering me when I said in the Plague Valley that 'I would rather be an incense messenger'." Lou Lang glanced over casually, "you scholars are really thinking. In a panic, even the last sneak attack, you must reverse the order I said, you stab the sword first and then use the frost, it is not as good as I want, right?"

Hang Xin looked at Lou Lang coldly without saying a word.

"If I want to fight today, you don't want to fight, right?" Lou Lang laughed dryly, different from the crazy smile last time, this time with a three-point profit in his eyes, looking at the bottom of the cliff, "But this Zuo just doesn't want to fight today."

Lou Lang said that he didn't want to fight, but his face was stern but there was hostility in his body. Hang Xin noticed it and tightened his hands on Ling Han warily.

Hang Che was familiar with He Yan's outburst of hostility, he felt it, and was startled: "Lou Lang's restraint is really good, otherwise, if he does something, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Half a month later, I will wait for you at the mountain gate of the Hang family. You can't help but fight." Lou Lang turned and walked down the mountain, "Junior brother, let's go."

Lou Lang began to call himself the seat in the second half of his speech, and the aura of the incense-wearing envoy looking down on the world was impressively displayed. Hang Che's heart sank suddenly, and he silently said "Pearl the incense-envoy", and then thinking of He Yan, his heart twitched slightly pain.

"Pearing incense to make Lou Lang" made Hang Che feel very strange. The last time we met in Tianchi, the handsome and knight-errant Lou Lang smiled more than this time, and he was more like... He Yan.

Hang Che seemed to understand why He Wuqing named He Yan "Yan".

With a flash of memory, half a month later.

Hang Xin walked out of the gate of Anxiang Academy, and a voice behind him stopped him: "Qingwang."

Hang Che's heart warmed, it was Lin Yuanzun, his grandfather.

Hang Xin turned back and said: "It's okay, brother, wait for me to come back." After speaking, he walked straight down the mountain, not squinting when passing Lou Lang.

Hang Che could only notice out of the corner of his eye that there was a smile on the corner of Lou Lang's mouth, and it was that kind of carelessness and arbitrariness. When Kong Tiger walked past him, he seemed to be hooked at the corner of his mouth, and turned to follow with a flick of his hand. Very chic.

This Lou Lang, who had lost his domineering spirit, was really similar to Yan'er, and Hang Che immediately said "Yan'er" silently.

The picture in Hang Xin's memory is very clean, so clean that every line on Lou Lang's body is extremely detailed, the flying eyebrows, the unruly smile, and even the corners of the dancing robe are clear and neat.Except for Lou Lang, other places are slightly hazy, which makes the outline of Lou Lang extremely clear.If there are irrelevant characters in the background, they will be deliberately blurred.Hang Che took a glance, Lou Lang didn't bring He Wuqing this time, otherwise He Wuqing would be blurred again.

This superb painting skill is really breathtaking.

Hang Che was deeply impressed by this sense of imagery, Lord Kongshan really deserves to be the most particular fairy in the Hang family.

Walking out of the Hangjia territory, Hang Xin stood still, and Lou Lang then stopped.

"Let's fight." Hang Xin wanted to make a quick decision.

Lou Lang chuckled, "You can't beat me without a sword."

"What exactly do you want?" Kongshan Jun, who was always calm and calm, frowned.

"I heard that King Kongshan doesn't use his sword easily," Lou Lang still smiled slightly, "Didn't you use your sword to teach Fang Qingchen last time? Why didn't you use your sword to me?"

"Let's fight." Lord Kong Shan was displeased.

"It's really funny. I wanted to fight before, but you refused to fight, and now you are urging me to fight. People say that women are changeable, but men are also so changeable?"

The empty tiger turned around and left.

Lou Lang laughed and caught up, and flew a long distance in two days. Suddenly, there was a cold wind blowing from behind Hang Xin, and he turned slightly to dodge.

"You—" Hang Xin was about to question, Lou Lang raised his hand to signal, and flicked another snowball over, followed by several rounds of non-stop attacks. In the palms, clasped together, everything melted into snow, and the original cold voice became colder, "Dong Shi imitated, copied mechanically."

Lou Lang folded his hands behind his back: "Look at how the green frost technique I learned is better than your Kong Tiger's." After speaking, the corner of his mouth hooked up, and when he raised his hand, the blue frost covered the sky, and the surrounding air was completely frozen.

Hang Xin retreated a few feet sharply when Lou Lang shot, but was still half a step too late. The corner of Confucian robe was caught up by the green frost that Lou Lang swung, and a layer of frost covered it.

Being teased by others with imitating his own fairy art, even the cold and indifferent Kongshan Jun would be angry. He also raised his hand and sprinkled a layer of blue frost, covering Lou Lang's hand.

The two layers of green frost refused to give in to each other, and the competition was stalemate, and the surrounding air suddenly became ten degrees colder. If mortals and animals walked over, they would immediately freeze into popsicles.

The sight is full of blue frost, and it is difficult to see people. From the direction of the spiritual power blessing, it can be judged that Lou Lang is three or four feet away on the opposite side.Lou Lang's cultivation is so powerful that he can easily imitate other people's fairy arts. Hang Xin didn't want to engage in unnecessary spiritual power competitions, and wanted to retreat. He moved his toes slightly, when suddenly there was a burst of blood in front of him, and there was a figure in front of him. Years of combat experience played a role before the master's consciousness, Hang Xin clasped one hand to his waist, turned his wrist and twitched.

With the time of buckling the sword, Lou Lang was already in front of him, and Hang Xin had to spin a few times on the spot to shake Ling Han away.

Green frost, white dew, a burst of refreshing fragrance in an instant.

Hang Che was speechless, because he saw Lou Lang, who was chasing him, stare straight at him.