Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

Mr. Chun Xin said that the immortals of the Hang family have a quirk, they prefer to hold their swords around their waists from generation to generation, and refuse to draw swords easily.It was also mentioned that Hang Xin was chased by Lou Lang and fought two big fights, and was forced to release the sword on his waist, but because of that style, Lou Lang was so fascinated that he chased him.He also advised He Yan to watch out and not let Hang Che use his sword in front of others.

Hang Che felt that his great-uncle and grandfather really hit the nail on the head. Lou Lang looked at Hang Xin with undisguised amazement, and he must be pursuing him.

Obviously, Hang Xin also understood the meaning of Lou Lang's eyes. With a roundabout, he raised his sword and pointed at the tip of Lou Lang's nose: "Ruolite."

It was an era when men and men were not allowed to get married, and men would be criticized if they were together, but the empty tiger could see through Lou Lang's eyes at a glance, he was really insightful.Presumably, a character like Kongshan Jun should be very familiar with the admiring eyes of others, but no one has ever dared to be so straightforward and bold as Lou Lang.

"Beauty." Lou Lang said openly, without concealing his fascination after that glance, "Kongtiger, you are so pretty."

Hang Xin's sword sent another point forward.

Lou Lang was not afraid: "I don't want to fight with you anymore, I want to be friends with you."

Hang Xin's sword shook, and he sent it forward without hesitation, piercing the tip of Lou Lang's nose.

"Take it easy, piercing your face is not suitable for you." Lou Lang said as a matter of course, still not defending, as if he was sure that Hang Xin would not kill him, he was a rascal.

Even a woman from an ordinary family would have to use a stick to teach such a rude hooligan. Lou Lang's words were unbearable and unbearable to Hang Xin's ears, so Hang Xin pierced them coldly.

Lou Lang pinched the tip of the sword with his fingers, and there was a smile on his face: "I don't like you, why do you look so unbearable to be humiliated? If I do something to you again——"

"Lou Lang!" Hang Xin shouted.

"I'm here." Lou Lang replied loudly.

"Shut up!" Hang Xin's sword remained unabated.

"Yes." Lou Lang stopped talking, but there was a movement in his hand. He flipped his powerful wrist easily, pushed Ling Han away, turned his head and took a step forward, and stretched out his hand to hold a piece of jade-like wrist.

"You—" Hang Xin drew his sword back violently, but he couldn't make any effort. His wrist holding the sword was pinched.Hastily let go of the sword, and manipulated Ling Han with the other hand, and Ling Han pointed directly at the back of Lou Lang's head.

"Let go." Hang Xin's tone was cold, his face covered with frost.

"Are you going to kill me?" Lou Lang laughed, "I just said a few words and shook your hand. Are you going to kill me?"

"Let go!" Hang Xin's voice was cold.

"Believe it or not, I can make you lie down obediently and let me do what I want." Lou Lang smiled lightly, he held a handcuff, the soul blade at his waist came out of its sheath, and stopped in front of Ling Han, "It's just , that's not good, it's still necessary to be happy with each other, Lord Kongshan, can you let me pursue you?"

"Lou Lang!" Hang Xin shouted angrily, "Ridiculous!"

"Tell me not to return," Lou Lang was very happy when he was drunk with his first and last name, "Hang Xin, Hang Qingwang, Qingwang, I want to pursue you."

"Shameless." Hang Xin reprimanded, and withdrew her wrist forcefully, but it was held tight tightly. Going berserk, his eyebrows were tightly knit, blue veins popped out on his forehead, and his shoulders trembled slightly. He manipulated Ling Han with one hand, and Ling Han was trapped by the soul blade and couldn't move. After several attempts to no avail, Hang Xin simply took Lou with nothing. Lang.

Lou Lang raised his hand and grabbed Hang Xin's other hand.

Now both hands were grabbed by Lou Lang.

Hang Che was quite speechless: "But if anyone can beat him, the Kong Tiger at this time will probably tear Lou Lang apart."

And Lou Lang's cultivation is at least one level higher than Hang Xin's.The inviolable King Kong Shan cut off all evil spirits with a Ling Han sword. Although he was better than the others, he was still powerless and helpless against Lou Lang.

"Don't be angry," Lou Lang held Hang Xin's hands, "Am I being abrupt?"

Hang Xin raised her foot and kicked it.

Lou Lang didn't hide, he let him kick, it seemed that the kick was not light, Lou Lang frowned in pain.

The two monks, and they were still first-class and first-class monks, punched and kicked like young people fighting.

Lou Lang was overjoyed by being kicked, and looked at Hang Xin with a smile on his face.

Hang Xin suddenly felt some ulterior and dirty thoughts from that smile, her body froze, her hands didn't move back, her legs didn't kick, she closed her eyes, frowned, and looked up to the sky, as if she was dying of shame and anger , life has nothing to love.

Lou Lang was taken aback, as if he finally felt that he had gone too far. He shook his head and let go of his hand, and took a step back, avoiding the angry sword that Kong Shanjun took advantage of to manipulate Ling Han.

"What a beautiful sword technique." Lou Lang avoided a series of sword flowers stabbed by Hang Xin, "I won't fight with you, but don't be so fierce, don't move your sword, and you can do anything else."

"Shameless!" The Kongtiger, who has restrained himself, was really in a hurry, and Ling Han walked more than a dozen moves.

But the more Hang Xin fought, the happier Lou Lang laughed: "This is a good move, let's do it again."

"This trick is also handsome, show me more dances in the future."

"Hey, this trick won't work, you can only show it to me."

"Your swordsmanship is really beautiful. I know why you refuse to use the sword so easily. You should not use the sword in the future. Anyway, you have a strong cultivation base. Few people are worthy of letting you use the sword. If you meet more Great, I'll help you fight."

"Hey, why is it even more fierce, let's be more fierce, let's be more energetic!"

Lou Lang was able to shuttle back and forth among the impenetrable sword flowers of Kongshanjun with ease. The sword in front of him was too tricky. Lou Lang leaned back and reclined to form an extremely flexible iron bridge. However, Lou Lang quickly straightened his waist and jumped several feet. I don't know if he was fighting or excited. I have used the sixteen moves, and every move is very beautiful, is there another sixteen moves in the future, come again!"

Hang Xin is short of breath.You can't beat him at all, if you train him, he won't be afraid; if you hit him, he will let you do it;

The rascal!asshole!

No shame!

It's unbearable, but he knows that if he continues to fight, it will only make Lou Lang happier. There is no way to defeat the enemy. Hang Xin has never experienced such anger and humiliation in his life. He pointed his sword at Lou Lang and was out of breath: "You --I--"

"What me?" Seeing Hang Xin stop his moves, Lou Lang took another step closer.

Seeing Lou Lang approaching, Hang Xin was so angry that her whole body turned cold, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

Lou Lang shook his head, laughing: "No, no, everyone in the comprehension world says that Kongshan Jun is a modest and handsome gentleman. How can Kongshan Jun speak rolling characters? It's good or bad. Beauties should pay attention to etiquette."

Hang Xin was so angry that her hands trembled: "Lou Lang, I beg you, let's go."

"Are you really angry?" Lou Lang blinked, "But I didn't care about you? Do you think this is not formal enough? It seems to be a little bit, then wait for me, and I will formally pursue you later."

After speaking, he laughed out loud and walked away.

Hang Xin loosened his grip, and Ling Han's sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Hang Che was speechless, following Hang Xin's stare at Ling Han, he was thinking of his wife, this kind of thing was like what his Yan'er would do, Ruo Yan'er would do this too...

Hang Che swallowed lightly.

The line of sight turned and turned to another place.

Before he could open his eyes, the fragrance was already filling his bosom. The dark fragrance floated, it was an extremely elegant and cold fragrance. Hang Che knew without looking that this was Mo Xuan.

Hang Xin pushed open the small courtyard door and carried a jar of rice wine. A few white petals floated over and landed on her shoulders and hair. Hang Xin noticed something was wrong and turned her head to see the handsome man.

The eye-catching red ribbon is entangled in the rain of flowers. Lou Lang is holding the petals in one palm and sprinkled them towards Hang Xin. He raised his other hand high to untie a branch of white plum blossom stuck in his hair, wanting to give it to Hang Xin .

Hang Xin immediately turned around and went back to the hospital.

But bumped into a warm chest, Lou Lang didn't know how to do it, and was already blocked in front of the courtyard gate.

Hang Xin stepped back a few steps: "How did you come in!"

Lou Lang smiled wryly: "What kind of restrictions are set up outside your yard? It's twisted and twisted. It takes a lot of effort to untie it. If it weren't for the cuteness of the plum blossoms, I would have ruined them all!"

After a few days of adjustments, Hang Xin has calmed down from the initial rage, and he told himself repeatedly that Lou Lang can't beat and scold him, and he can't force him, he can only outsmart him.

But seeing Lou Lang's smiling face of course, he couldn't bear it, and was so angry that Hang Xin clasped one hand to his waist.

"Do you want to fight again?" Lou Lang's eyes fell on the jar of rice wine, and he said regretfully, "You can smell the aroma of that jar of rice wine from a long distance away, it's a pity if it was knocked over, if you don't want to beat it, let's drink today. "

"I'll give you the rice wine, you can go." Hang Xin said coldly.

"No one is better than wine, I don't want wine." Lou Lang handed out the plum blossom to Hang Che, "This is the most beautiful plum blossom in this area, each one has no variegated color, and it suits you best."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll call everyone in the Hang family?" Hang Xin refused to answer and threatened.

"If I'm afraid of the Hang family, how dare I come? But your Hang family's restrictions are very troublesome, and it will take me a lot of time to come here once." Lou Lang raised his eyebrows, sprinkled the remaining petals on his hands, and a few fell down persistently. When he was around Hang Xin, he straightened his eyes again, bent his eyes a little, shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Besides, even if the whole Hang family is dispatched, they can't stop me, do you really want to call?"

Hang Xin was already so angry that her hands and feet were cold, and she was sorely clutching the wine hanger in her hand. She really wanted to stab Lou Lang with a sword so that she could no longer speak.

Lou Lang didn't mind Hang Xin's refusal expression at all, he took out a jar of wine with a calm expression: "I was like that last time, my junior also said that I was reckless, I had to eat every bite, my wife had to marry step by step, I will pursue you slowly , so drink first today."

Hang Xin really didn't know where Lou Lang's calmness and confidence came from: "Absurd! The laws of nature and human relations, don't you know Lou Lang?!"

"It's not absurd. You are beautiful, and I like it very much. Isn't that absurd? No matter you are a man or a woman, I will like you after seeing your eyes." Lou Lang said confidently, "Besides, who said that men can't marry men? .”

"Where did a man marry a man!" Hang Xin sternly corrected.

"It wasn't there before, but it will be in the future. I, Lou Lang, will start." Lou Lang stared at Hang Xin, "As long as you are willing to marry me."

It doesn't make sense at all!

After saying not to be angry, Hang Xin was still angry. She drew her sword and stabbed at Lou Lang.

Lou Lang was distressed by the wine in his hand, and was a little embarrassed to avoid it; a corner of his robe was cut off by Hang Xin, and in exchange for the opportunity, he snatched the jar of rice wine in Hang Xin's hand.

Holding a jar of wine in each hand, Hang Xin pulled another string of cold sword flowers, and Lou Lang flexibly bent over and jumped to the side of the pool, and put the two jars of wine on the stone table, Step on the stone bench and call Hang Xin to drink.

Hang Xin didn't want to go there, paid a pot of wine, and got angry for nothing, kicked open the courtyard door, slapped it hard, and raised her hand to impose another complicated prohibition.

A voice came from outside: "I came here to ask you to drink, and you are also angry. What can you do to stop being angry?"

Hang Che really didn't expect that the Pixiangshishi had such a side, and after thinking about it again, Lou Lang smiled sweetly, thinking that before he left the mountain, Lou Lang, who was in the wild in the mountains, had such a happy moment.

Even the joy is full of willfulness, and he insists on other people falling in love with him.

The memory trimmed by Kongshanjun has no monsters, no fairy tales, and no traces of the outside world. It is as clean and pure as a dream, as if Lou Lang is not the frightening envoy who wears incense.

For some reason, Hang Che felt that these two memories were passing very slowly, as if he was very reluctant to pass them by. Looking at these pictures, he would unconsciously feel happy, and also feel inexplicable melancholy and longing.

Hang Che sighed in his heart: "Mr. Kongshan used to recall these two paragraphs in detail."

The author has something to say: "Laughing and laughing, Lou does not return, probably only the empty tiger and the young He Wuqing have read it."The Lou Lang in my heart, after taking off the aura of Wang Ba, is this kind of rogue boy who dares to love and chase.