Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

Hang Xin has never been touched by anyone before. Last time when Lou Lang shook his wrist, he felt it was a shame and a big blow. But this time, he had no power to resist. Although he knew that Lou Lang was helping him, The words Lou Lang said were frivolous and rude. He was ashamed and indignant when he heard them, but at the same time he found that he was not very resistant.

Feeling helpless and ashamed, this kind of self is very strange.

He didn't need Lou Lang to heal him, he would rather go back to retreat and recuperate slowly, so he persistently withdrew his hand.

But he couldn't move at all, and looked at Lou Lang angrily, but that bachelor Lou Lang actually pinched his chin with one hand and leaned closer.

It wasn't He Yan who came to kiss him, Hang Che subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but he couldn't control his body.

To Hang Che, this feeling is simply indescribable.

Hang Xin's body froze immediately. He wanted to tilt his head but was restrained by Lou Lang and couldn't move. His face was burning. He stretched out his free hand and pressed it against Lou Lang's shoulder. His voice was low and firm: "No so."

Hang Xin kept his etiquette and restraint all his life, but he was ashamed and indignant when he was only shaken by Lou Lang. If he was forced to kiss... Hang Che thought, if he could beat him two lives ago, he would probably die with Lou Lang.

And Lou Lang didn't let go of his strength, he was stalemate, with a smile in his voice: "Hang Qingwang, why did you leave Mo Xuan's door for me today?"

Hang Xin pursed her lips.

Lou Lang said again: "Why did you give me wine before?"

Hang Xin lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Lou Lang's voice became heavier: "I've always said it very clearly, I want to marry you, and any response you give me will be taken as that you like me."

Hang Xin raised her head slowly, looked at Lou Lang and said, "Lou Lang...you and I are both men."

As soon as Lou Lang's eyes met Hang Xin's, he smiled: "Is there any other more convincing reason?"

Hang Xin straightened her arms against Lou Lang's shoulders, and said resolutely, "Ridiculous."

"This reason is not enough for me to give up kissing you. Are there other reasons, for example, you don't like me?" Lou Lang pressed harder after finishing speaking.

Hang Xin circulated her spiritual power and pressed against it: "Lou Lang, don't do this!"

"Last time you imitated me and said 'if you don't want to fight', you learned it rightly. I, Lou Lang, want to do what others don't let me do. Hang Qingwang, listen to me, I want to kiss you." Lou Lang After Lang finished speaking, he pressed over irresistibly.

Hang Xin's face was hot, and it was already the third round of cold sweat dripping from his body. The inner palace was icy and precarious, mixed with a hot sense of shame, ice and fire, exhausted spiritual power, and rage. Hei slowly slid down against Lou Lang's hand, and closed his eyes heavily.

Hang Che, who was trying to divert his eyes, saw He Wuqing who was not far away glanced at the movement before his eyes darkened, and silently lowered his head.

Just now when Lou Lang pressed down, Hang Che almost jumped out of "reminiscence" in surprise, but fortunately Hang Xin forced himself to cut off his consciousness, Hang Che breathed a long sigh of relief, and silently said a few more Yan'er.

After reading, Hang Che began to seriously think about whether to continue to stay in Hang Xin's memory. According to the development of Lou Lang and Hang Xin, the scale may become larger as the five senses are connected. His own feeling of being kissed is the same.Although Hang Che kept convincing himself that Lou Lang was He Yan, he still couldn't treat Lou Lang and He Yan as one person.

Moreover, with such a powerful Lou Lang, Hang Che thought about the spiritual power comparison between Lou Lang and Hang Xin, and then thought about the bridal chamber, Zhuo Yujun, who had always been calm, broke out in a cold sweat.

After all, Hang Xin's cultivation level is high, and it only takes a moment for his consciousness to break down. When his consciousness continued to rise, he heard a gust of wind in his ears. Zhu pattern cuffs.

Hang Xin's inner mansion hit hard, and he closed his eyes as if dead.

One sieges the city and plunders the land, and the other strictly guards against it. The one who is attacking the city is approaching steadily, and the one who is defending the city... can't beat him.

But if he could fight well, Lord Kongshan would not be entangled and forced to such an extent.

Thinking of this, Hang Che sounded the alarm: he must practice more diligently in the future, otherwise his Yan'er's cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds one day...

The people behind sensed Hang Xin's movement, and the voice came from their ears: "Why are you so angry?"

Hang Xin turned her head and remained silent.

Lou Lang wanted to say something else, probably because he felt that Hang Xin's body was stiff, so he smiled softly, but he didn't go any further.

The direction they went was towards Hang's house, and Hang Xin pointed to another direction on the way: "Go to Hang's house."

Hang Xin doesn't want to go back to Hang's house in such an embarrassing way.

Lou Lang understood, Yu Jian turned around and sent Hang Xin to the other garden.

Lou Lang seemed to really have something to do, put Hang Xin down, turned around and went out, leaving a sentence: "This place is also very good, we will see you here in January."

The memories after that are all in Hangjia Bieyuan.

Hang Che calculated that Kong Shanjun lived in Bieyuan for a year before getting married, that is, Lou Lang and Hang Xin only had one year left...

What happened this year that forced Lou Lang to blew himself up?

It's a pity that Hang Xin has not been on Lian Tomb Island this year, and no one in the cultivation world has the ability to understand Lou Lang's movements. To know the truth, Hang Che can only stay in Hang Xin's memory until Hang Xin marries into Lian Tomb Island.

As soon as the screen changed, the memory had already arrived in January, and before dusk, Hang Xin was reading a book calmly.

There was a flash of blue light outside the window, Hang Xin raised her hand, and a paper swallow landed on Hang Xin's palm.

He unfolded it like he usually opened a letter from home. When he saw the words inside, his hand shook and the paper fell to the ground.

On the paper were four strong characters: "Marry me."

This is definitely not written by Lin Yuanzun.

It could only be Lou Lang!

But Paper Swallow is a secret art of the Hang family, and it has never been passed on to the outside world. No one in the outside family knows this secret art.

Hang Xin picked up the paper again, squeezed it along the edge, stared blankly, and put the paper on the table helplessly - this paper swallow was imitated by Lou Lang.Although it looks like a paper swallow, the Hang family relies on ingenious secret techniques, while Lou Lang relies purely on powerful spiritual power.

Lou Lang, who is so powerful, has no room for anyone to refuse. Holding the paper, Hang Xin didn't say a word. He stroked the four characters with his fingers and stopped at the edge of the paper, as if he wanted to rub the paper, but his fingers were too late. Too late.

He stood upright in front of the window for a while, turned around for a while, and then took two steps. He felt a strange movement behind him, and grabbed a paper swallow that had crashed into the window with his backhand.

Immediately afterwards, another one came, two, three, many more.

When it was folded, it was full of hooligan words: "Miss me?" "Waiting for me?" "Marry me." "Beauty."

Hang Xin rested his hands on the desk, and could no longer calm down. He restrained himself from walking around uneasy.As if he could no longer bear the helplessness and turmoil he faced with Lou Lang, he forced himself to calm down, and if it didn't work after reciting the Qingxin Mantra once, he recited it the second time, and the third time... like he used to practice meticulously. Practice like that until you feel calm, as if you have returned to the original empty tiger with a calm mind.

Then, he sat quietly at the stone table with wine in the courtyard, and opened several doors of the other garden with a wave of his hand.

When Lou Lang came, he saw the door was wide open, and laughed outside the courtyard.

Hang Xin sat upright, and when Lou Lang entered the innermost part of the garden, he raised his glass to Lou Lang and drank three glasses in a row.

Before Lou Lang could speak, he said, "Lou Lang, I can't answer you now."

Lou Lang came over with a smile on his face, his handsome facial features were particularly eye-catching because of his smile, he said, "Then why are you waiting for me?"

Hang Xin looked directly at Lou Lang: "give me some time."

Lou Lang said, "How much time do you need?"

Hang Xin said helplessly, "I don't know."

Lou Lang walked to the table opposite Hang Xin and stopped: "While I'm waiting for you, what can I do, for example, can I kiss you and hug you?"

Most of the cultivators are very indifferent to physical desire, especially Hang Xin who cultivates the Cyan Frost Technique, which is even more cold and indifferent, probably never having the idea of ​​intimacy.Hang Che also understood this very well, before he found He Yan, he was very indifferent.

So when Lou Lang stepped over the stone bench and leaned over, Hang Xin took two steps back and insisted on resisting, Hang Che understood very well.

Lou Lang looked at Hang Xin two steps away: "You put wine in the yard, do you intend to invite me to sit in the house?"

Hang Xin stood still, glanced at the locked door, and shook his head frankly.

Lou Lang smiled and said, "Actually, those things don't have to be done in the house."

Hang Xin turned his eyes away forcefully, and said in a low voice, "You...don't say it."

Lou Lang said: "What on earth have you been in since you were a child, and why are you so restrained? Just go for what you like, and whoever you like. There are too many worries."

Hang Xin finally said: "Lou Lang, in your eyes, is it a matter of course to get what you like?"

Lou Lang curled his lips and said, "Isn't it? It's appropriate to be like those who want to but have no ability and can only yell?"

Hang Xin suddenly had nothing to say, and said silently: "Do you drink?"

Lou Lang raised his eyebrows and didn't force him any more. He turned around and sat down on the stone bench. Like Hang Xin, he drank three cups in a row.

Like a tribute.

They agreed on certain rhythms.

Next, while drinking, Lou Lang told Hang Xin the interesting stories of the world. Hang Xin listened quietly and filled Lou Lang's glass when it was empty.

The atmosphere turned out to be very harmonious.

As long as Lou Lang doesn't say those rascal things, the two of them actually have the meaning of drinking a bosom friend for a thousand cups. Hang Xin never asks Lou Lang about the matter of wearing incense, and Lou Lang doesn't ask Hang Xin about the position of the Hang family. They didn't even say a word about cultivation, as if those things were far away from them.

This kind of time passed very quickly. When Lou Lang got up to leave, Hang Xin couldn't react for a while.

Lou Lang smiled and said, "What? You don't want me to go?"

Hang Xin looked at Lou Lang silently.

Lou Lang took back the steps he was about to take, and suddenly took two steps closer, forcing Hang Xin back under the steps, and said in a low voice: "If you look at me like this, I won't be able to control it, Hang Qingwang."

Hang Xin turned to the beginning.

Lou Lang followed: "Do you want to keep me?"

Hang Xin resolutely said: "No."

There was a smile in Lou Lang's voice: "If I stay, I really don't know what I will do. Then you should carry the sword and die with me."

Hang Xin felt that she was about to lose her composure, so she turned her head away in a concealed way: "You go."

Lou Lang turned his eyes from Hang Xin to the moon, and then back to Hang Xin, looked at Hang Xin for a while, and said, "I'll come back next month."

Hang Xin looked up: "next month?"

Lou Lang said: "Too long? I also think it's too long. I'll see if Ban Yue can come."

Lou Lang actually came half a month later, but it was a little different from when he came on a full moon night, with a layer of red light floating on his pupils.

Come but don't come down to drink, sit on the roof.

Standing in the yard, Hang Xin looked up at Lou Lang, and Lou Lang looked down at Hang Xin.

There is no need to say anything, Hang Xin knows it, and Hang Che also understands it: Lou Lang has gone mad, and the only day he is sober for a month is the day when the moon is full, so he only picked the day of the full moon before.

Being able to come today is probably because I really want to see Hang Xin.He didn't get close because he was afraid of doing something out of control.

Sometimes, I think that I won't think so when I see it, but the more I see it, the more I want to see it, and the frequency of Lou Lang's visits becomes more and more frequent.

On the night of the full moon, they would drink together, and on other days they just looked at each other from afar.

Until one day when Lou Lang left and came back in love, Hang Xin entered the Hot Spring Pavilion, so there was the part where Hang Che and He Yan reminisced about the last time they were in the Hot Spring Pavilion.

That time, under Hang Xin's resolute refusal, Lou Lang finally withdrew his sanity and didn't make it to the end, but Lou Lang didn't come again after that.

After that, Hang Xin waited silently alone.

For half a year, for the whole half year, there was only Hang Xin alone.

The memory of those six months was turned over page by page.Kongshan Jun is getting colder and colder, he will stand by the window, but the scroll in his hand has not been opened; he will drink alone under the full moon until the moon sets; Thoughts...and sleepless nights, lying on the bed and staring at the opposite roof through the open window.

That's where Lou Lang used to sit.

When Hang Che recalled the memory, He Yan said, "Kong Sanjun lived in the house for a year, but he was so lonely. This wing room was deep and quiet, and the screen was removed, making it even more empty. He was very sad at that time." Is it?"

That screen was removed during that half year.Only by removing it, can Hang Xin wake up at any time and be able to see the opposite roof at a glance.

Indeed, as He Yan said, after opening her eyes again and again, Lou Lang is not there, Hang Xin is very sad.

Hang Xin can't guarantee that he will stay in the other garden all the time. When he has to go out, he will cook wine in the small courtyard, fill two glasses, and when he rushes back, he will check the wine glass in front of Lou Lang's place immediately .

always full.

When he couldn't bear it anymore, he would fly to Lianmu Island to have a look, but he couldn't get in at all.

The cultivation world has designated Lianmu Island as a demon island, and everyone can't avoid it. Lin Yuanzun came to persuade Hang Xin several times, but Hang Xin coldly dismissed it: "There is no evidence, so you can't draw conclusions."

"They treated Lou Lang that way."

"Brother, please... Hang family, don't make him an enemy."