Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

Xie Jingyan spent the whole day blowing the sea breeze on the bow.

The sky is full of vicissitudes of life, heavy clouds cover the sun, and the cold wind blows across. There is no color other than blue and black, just like the color of Yan Shuo's eyes when he left, very ruthless.

Xie Jingyan hugged his head slowly, and the blue veins on his forehead suddenly collapsed where his fingers were separated. He only believed what Yan Shuo said between the pillows when his head was kicked by a donkey—"I won't do bad things anymore. I want you to marry me."

Waiting for me to marry you, why run away?

Lied to me again.

Interesting?

You're happy to wear out my patience?

In the main hall of the Hang family, several people were listening to Shan Jihuan explaining the importance of the spirit array: "The sender and the receiver need to tie the spirit veins together first. The longer the time, the higher the degree of spiritual power. The recipients will be more comfortable using it."

Wei Du asked: "Can spiritual power be tied?"

Shan Jihuan took out a few green ropes from the Qiankun bag, picked one out, wrapped it around the pulse gate, tied a strange knot with his fingers, and said slowly: "Tie them together like this, and then connect them to other people."

Weidu had already gotten the closest to Shan Jihuan, watching intently, he impatiently stretched out his wrist, and handed it to Shan Jihuan, Shan Jihuan dropped the other end of the green rope on Weidu's hand, he held his fingers, and was about to tie--

"Second senior brother, can you untie it after you tie it up?" Qin Feng stood up respectfully. He is Qin Qimeng's own younger brother, and he called him second senior brother Shan Jihuan, which was just right for him.

Before Qin Feng opened his mouth, the green rope had been torn apart by Shan Jihuan and became the gate of passage. Shan Jihuan pinched the end of the rope and said meaningfully: "Everything is born and restrained by each other, and things that can be easily tied and untied naturally cannot be done." It's a big deal. When you untie it, it will damage the heart."

Qin Feng stretched out his hand: "Then let me demonstrate."

"I've tried this rope many times, so I don't need to try it with you again." Shan Jihuan smiled at Qin Feng and said, "Everyone should understand?"

Wei Du blinked, and the bald head leaned over again, as if he wanted to give it a try.

Shan Jihuan was provoked and asked, "Little monk, you are so caring, do you still want to borrow someone's spiritual power? What do you want to borrow someone's spiritual power as a monk?"

"Because he is my predestined relationship," He Yan said before Wei Du could speak, got up from the chair, and also handed Shan Jihuan, "What I have to do is the same as what he has to do. .”

Shan Jihuan let out an "oh", and seeing that He Yan didn't intend to go any further, he didn't ask further, took another green rope and tied it around He Yan's wrist, and shook his head dissatisfied: "Junior brother, blue I don’t like you, I’ll give you another red rope.”

Everyone was shocked.

I thought this rope was very mysterious, the cyan color was particular about how deep it was, how could it change the color?

It's like going to the street to buy clothes, can you still choose the color and size?

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Shan Jihuan took out a red rope and tied it around He Yan's wrist, and then picked up the other end of the rope. In the middle, it fell into Hang Che's hand.

Hang Che twisted the remaining part of the red rope, and said, "Second Senior Brother, leave the other part to bind others?"

"Oh?" Shan Jihuan asked in surprise, "Don't Zhuo Yujun want more people to help your wife?"

"No need." Hang Che put the end of the rope around his wrist and stretched it out under Shan Jihuan's hands. The expression on his face was still the indifference of an immortal from the Hang family, but he expressed his respect for his wife's natal senior brother in a measured manner.

Shan Jihuan was quite useful, he glanced at his junior brother, saw He Yan's smiling and thoughtful expression, knew it in his heart, flipped his fingers, and tied Hang Che with a rope.

Over there, Weidu and Qin Feng were also tied to the same rope, but left a section behind.

Qin Qimeng pinched the end of the rope, and without tying himself up, wrapped the end of the rope around Qin Feng's hands a few times without tying the knot, and said, "I have the same cultivation as yours, if the little mage can adapt to you It can adapt to mine, and when it is time to use it, I will tie it up again."

Shan Jihuan restrained himself and said, "Elder Sister, this move is feasible."

Qin Qimeng looked around, his eyes fell on Shan Jihuan with some worry, and said: "Is it enough to just leave my junior brother to protect you?"

"Junior brother and I are enough for half a valley of unscrupulousness, is it still enough?" Shan Jihuan said, "Elder sister, please rest assured."

He Yan was a little surprised when he heard this. When the four of them were in Guzhong, Shan Jihuan, as the second senior brother, was serious and serious most of the time. After thinking about it, it was probably because only the elder sister was left in Wulianggu for many years. With him, it was very deserted, the eldest sister was serious, and the second senior brother naturally said a few more words.

Furthermore, without the two younger ones, the second senior brother is also the youngest in the valley, and it is normal for the youngest to be more lively.

Everyone bound, Shan Jihuan asked, "How many days are you going to bind?"

Qin Feng looked at Du and looked at He Yan for Du. He Yan smiled and went to see her husband gracefully.

Shan Jihuan followed everyone's gaze and looked at Hang Che: "The more days you are bound, the more compatible your spiritual power will be. A few more days is more appropriate."

Hang Che said: "Second senior brother, it will take half a month for my wife and I to retreat."

He Yan blinked at Hang Che in surprise, I was going to retreat before, but you disagreed with life and death, why did you suddenly want to retreat together?When he saw Hang Che nodded to him, he probably knew that his husband had other plans, so he walked to Qin Qimeng, looked at the others and said, "Eldest sister, second senior brother, Mr. Loulan, and the 'destined person'." ', I want to wrong you to live in Hang's house for a while, forgive me and Yao Xian for not being able to accompany me."

When Qin Qimeng heard "Yaoxian and I", the corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned his head away; Shan Jihuan looked up at a certain carving on the ceiling; Qin Feng stared down at the bright floor tiles of Hang's house.

Only Wei Du innocently and romantically said: "Is Yaoxian the name of Lord Zhuoyu? Lord Loulan, what is your name? Can I also call it your name?"

Qin Feng suddenly felt that the word "Bianzhao" suddenly became extremely heavy and difficult to utter.

Weidu didn't answer the three questions in one sentence, so he didn't feel embarrassed, his eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "I've heard that Hang's food is exquisite, and I live in half a month, can I eat for a round? "

"No," He Yan was amused by Wei Du, "Even if you live for a year, the Hang family can also pay attention to serving different dishes according to different days and times every day. There is only a menu column in the Hang family academy, do you want to read it? look?"

"Go and go!" Wei Du's eyes sparkled, as if 360 five dishes had been placed in front of him, and he was about to leave, but he forgot that the green rope on his wrist was still connected to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng reacted quickly. Seeing that the rope was stretched so tight by Wei Du, his cultivation base was high. The pull did not harm him, but Wei Du might be strangled. He immediately stood up and followed.

"Little monk, come back," Shan Jihuan called to stop Weidu, "I'll hide the rope for you."

Shan Jihuan twirled the middle of the rope with both hands, chanted some incantation, the rope gradually disappeared and disappeared.

"It's amazing!" Weidu jumped up in surprise, ran a few feet away from the hall, swayed back and forth several times, then turned back, and said excitedly, "This rope can disappear, after it disappears It’s also getting longer, how far can it go at most?”

Shan Jihuan raised his hand and touched Dudu's shiny bald head. Perhaps the touch felt very comfortable, and he said with satisfaction, "It's fine within ten feet, but it will strangle people if it's far away."

Weidu's eyes sparkled when he heard this, and suddenly he darkened again and said: "Ten zhang is too far, it would be better if it is one zhang."

What do you mean a foot is enough?

Hang Che glanced at his wife, and understood it comprehensibly.

Qin Feng's eyes turned over there, and based on his understanding of Wei Du, he immediately thought of what Wei Du wanted to say, and was about to change the subject when Shan Jihuan asked, "Why?"

Wei Du jumped to Qin Feng's side: "You can live in a room with Mr. Loulan within ten feet. Living alone is very boring."

Everyone: "..."

Qin Feng's sister Qin Qimeng: "..."

This is probably the generation gap.

Or is it the difference between Buddhist practice and Dharma practice?But other Buddhist cultivators are not like the little monk...

After setting everyone up, Hang Che and He Yan entered the secret room, claiming to retreat.

Hang Che has reached the last moment of Jin Yuanying's realm, He Yan didn't want to disturb Hang Che, but was half forced and half gently pulled them into the secret room together.He Yan knew that Hang Che was worried about him, fearing that he would lose his husband's control, and he would kill him first and then act like a madman.

It is impossible to say that you are not moved. How can you be so nervous and distressed by a person.

So He Yan, who entered the secret room, changed her sex, changed to a well-behaved and obedient look, and sat quietly beside the stone bed. Hang Che raised his hand when he asked him to, and would never lie flat when asked him to turn around. Maintaining a full mood full of pride for his husband, when Hang Che tried all the formations he had studied before, he even blinked his eyes and adored her husband.

Hang Che frowned, "I should learn more formations for my husband."

"Second senior brother has been studying formations for decades, if you compare them after reading a few books, wouldn't you be angry and vomit blood? Even if he is your second uncle, you can't surpass him, right? Everyone has his own way Long, you were not so strong before." He Yan held her husband's hand, "Why do you call yourself a husband?"

"You're just mine," Hang Che half-kneeled in front of He Yan, "Even if Master comes, he won't be able to take you away."

Why did you suddenly mention Master?He Yan was startled, a little dazed.

The master's letter to the senior sister and the second senior brother only said that he had something to do, and did not order the two senior disciples to help him. It was really well-intentioned.If the master orders, Qin Qimeng and Shan Jihuan's help is the master's kindness; if the master does not order, it is the brotherhood of Qin Qimeng and Shan Jihuan towards He Yan.

These two are not the same.

He Yan recalled that in Lou Lang's memory, the unknown He Wuqing who followed her senior brother, who never asked for anything, wanted nothing.What is Lou Lang's feeling for He Wuqing?He Yan thinks of her reconciliation with Jingyan, and Lou Lang probably only thought that he was taking his junior brother to travel around the world, thinking that one day his junior brother would get tired of playing and send his junior brother back to the mountain.

But what happened later, Lou Lang didn't know, his younger brother didn't go back to the mountain after his death, but searched and searched to become Lou Lang's reincarnated master.For a moment as a junior, for a while as a master, He Yan can't calmly think of He Wuqing as an obedient junior like Lou Lang.

If it's not just a junior brother, what is it?

He Yan was in a daze, she was in a daze, when her hands warmed up, Hang Che straightened He Yan's face, and He Yan looked at her husband in confusion.Hang Che softly called him "Yan'er", grabbed his waist, and lifted him up, as if he wanted to hold his wife to his lap.

He Yan came back to his senses, he couldn't believe that it was Zhuo Yujun who was doing this kind of childish action. He wanted to turn away, but was forced to hold it down and couldn't move. Holding Hang Che's neck and sitting on her husband's lap with her legs apart, in this posture, the two of them sat face to face tightly, breathing tightly, Hang Che's eyes were locked on He Yan, and He Yan was seen by her husband without any other thoughts. No more, and said helplessly: "Husband, is your retreat a fake, is your honeymoon real?"

Hang Che said solemnly: "It's all."

He Yan pressed her husband's forehead: "We will have many years together, Yaoxian, you believe me."

"Even if there are only a few days left," Hang Che kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, "I am satisfied. There is only one request, if you go again, don't leave me alone."

The secret room was built deep underground, but it was not humid, and the air was dry and comfortable. The wall lamp produced by Hang's family shone a white light, which fell on Hang Che's face, reflecting the beautiful features like a layer of moonlight.

A bright moon seemed to rise in He Yan's heart, and he said softly, "I have a lovely wife, I can't bear to leave him alone in an empty room."

The candlelight on the wall danced, illuminating the two pairs of eyes staring affectionately in the room.

The husband put his wife on the stone bed, and the wife hooked her husband's neck and lingered in one place.

In a daze of breath, He Yan asked: "Are you still practicing?"

Hang Che's hand slid into his wife's lapel: "It's not too late."

He Yan showed her neck, arched her chest, and smiled playfully: "How can Zhuo Yujun confess in a short time?"

Hang Che's smooth fingers moved down: "A husband has his own measure."

At the moment of being held, He Yan seemed to see the moonlight miraculously shining into the deep underground room, the stone bed was covered with whiteness, and the room was filled with frost.

There was panting in his ears, and the husband asked him: "What kind of predestined person?"

Zhuo Yujun, who regards everything as a rival in love, has come to settle accounts with him after all.

Under her husband's gentle treatment, He Yan was so comfortable that her whole body went limp, the end of her groan was picked up, her words were broken, and the words scattered like pearl chains and rolled all over the ground, she could only gasp indiscriminately and said: "I am Zhuo Yujun who can bear it." When it comes to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse, this is the question?”

"Madam, tell me quickly." Hang Che stroked He Yan's most sensitive back with his other hand.

"I've been tossing and turning for three lifetimes, and finally...waiting..." He Yan's ticklish waist was trembling, her voice was full of begging for mercy, "Phixiangling... is the one to take over. Husband, what should you do for me?" I am happy to have found someone with a predestined relationship, please forgive me soon."

He Yan's front eyes dimmed, and when someone turned her over, her warm lips pressed to the end of his spine at the back of his neck. That position is... just thinking about it, I get inexplicably excited.

As he thought, a certain mark on the back of the neck was sucked by Zhuo Yujun in his mouth, and he licked it carefully.

When Hang Che touched him before, he always avoided the incense order, and that place became the place where his husband loved him the least.

He Yan knew what Hang Che was avoiding.

At this time, Hang Che was kissing his incense stick, and the warm touch and gentle moisture on it aroused a burst of mysterious pleasure. It was like an electrification, and the current rushed through his limbs and bones, stirring up Inexplicable excitement.

Like a fish in water, like a flower with the moon, it is extremely charming, like a room full of flowers.

Just relying on the feeling of the imprint, He Yan was released tremblingly before being entered.

When Xie Jingyan returned to Hang's house, he knew that the senior sister and the second senior brother had arrived, and rushed all the way to the wing room. When he saw the two of them, he plopped down his sword, stood in front of him, and called out "Senior Senior Sister and Second Senior Brother", with a choked voice , The words came to his lips and he refused to say them, but he didn't go far.

He lowered his head and followed, like when he was punished for not being good at swordsmanship or suffered a somersault when he was a child, he returned to the senior sister and brother habitually, and felt no pain without the senior sister and brother saying anything.

About the junior brother, Shan Jihuan told Qin Qimeng, and they knew it was hurt again when they saw the junior brother's appearance, so they tacitly didn't mention Yan Shuo, and just got along with the junior brother like they were in the valley. It seems to go back to the past.

After getting along like this for a few days, Xie Jingyan gradually smiled.

The so-called love does not mean that it must be done to death. He lost Yan Shuo, and when he came back, he found that the younger brother had also retreated. He thought he was the only one left, but no, the senior sister and the second senior brother came again.

Where in life do not meet.

He will not give up, he will become stronger and stronger, and Yan Shuo will not be able to escape.

One day, let Yan Shihuan be willing to stay by his side.

Outside the tomb island, He Wuqing and Fang Qingchen were in a stalemate. When He Wuqing seldom got angry, after a few days of tossing and tossing, he yelled: "Do you think you understand Lou Lang! You kill those who slander senior brothers?" People, which one is the meaning of senior brother! You used to imagine out of thin air, how many things you have done, how many times you have ruined Lian Tomb Island's reputation, you dare to say that you understand Lou Lang!"

Fang Qingchen's eyes sank, and he sneered and said, "I don't understand Lou Zuo? Then you as a junior will understand? You have been with him for so many years, do you know what he is going to do? Do you want to persuade Lou Zuo not to go crazy or stop him from marrying the Hang family fairy?" Sir? You followed Lou Zuo in everything, what good ending did Lou Zuo have?"

One of them made his own way in everything, and the other was docile and obedient, and they all went to extremes.

After yelling at each other, they all gave a wry smile.

Fang Qingchen rarely showed a tired expression: "He Zuo, you may not be more kind-hearted than me. How dare you say that you don't blame those nonsense fairy families? If you really don't complain, why did the unscrupulous sons in the early years teach those fairy families a lesson? My son? Wulianggu, who wiped out the background of Lianmu Island, could turn himself into a famous family of a generation, so why bother to learn Lianmudao's name?"

He Wuqing has nothing to say.

"Like me, you can do whatever you want, that's chic and unrestrained." After Fang Qingchen smiled, his expression suddenly became serious, "So, don't stop me!"

A swipe of the rainbow's white light prevented Fang Qingchen's move to infuse demonic energy into the soul-suppressing seal. He Wuqing is not a person who can easily let go of principles and thoughts, otherwise he would not give up his silent plan for 50 years, nor would he. Won't follow senior brother for many years and never instigated push, his persistence has become stubborn, and the long sword in his hand will not back down: "This is senior brother's business, we can only wait for senior brother to make a decision. You and I should waste our energy here If you don't have strength, why don't you let go of the dispute and discuss how to help the brother break the seal."

When Fang Qingchen heard the second half of the sentence, the sternness in his eyes gradually disappeared. He glanced fiercely at the soul-suppressing seal, as if he could see through the red blood barrier the descriptions of those people who had been ashamed for 50 years.

Do you really want to keep these people who contributed to Lou Lang's death?

When Hang Che and He Yan left the customs, there were two rows of people standing outside the secret room.

On the left are the three seniors of Wulianggu, as well as Qin Feng and Weidu, and on the right are members of the Hang family.Everyone is carrying the fairy artifact, ready to go, just waiting for the two of them to leave the customs and set off.

The leader of the Hang family, with white hair and beard, and a blue-and-white Confucian outfit, the leader is decorated with plum patterns, and the bottom of the robe is the pattern of river cliffs and sea water. The pattern is standard for the immortals of the Hang family, but instead of a sword on his waist, there is a Sapphire belt.

There is only one such maverick Hang Family Xianjun.

Hang Che lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt down to Chun Xinjun. Only halfway through, Chun Xinjun grabbed his shoulders and lifted him up: "The Hang family was going to make this trip, no matter who it was for, they were all members of our Hang family. The Hang family must come forward for this matter, if you don't want to go, do you still want me, an old man, to go?"

What do you mean they are all from your Hang family?

Lin Yuanzun and Kong Shanjun on Liantou Island belonged to the Hang family, and the Hang family's children present did some calculations, and it was indeed the Hang family who were the most trapped inside.Chun Xinjun's statement barely makes sense.

Most of the people present did not know the truth and could not understand, only Hang Che and He Yan could understand what Chun Xinjun said. Even the tomb island belongs to the Hang family, those are the dowry of the mistress of the Hang family, Hang Che, you have to bring them all back to me.

Mr. Chun Xin's brazen words, but people can't find fault. In this way, the matter of breaking the island is really the Hang family's business.

Godlike logic.

Hang Che wanted to say something else, but was choked by Chun Xinjun's long sentence: "I said, I don't want to have any more children. I raised the second generation of the Hang family, and it's more than three liters of vomiting blood. You and your father are dead! You have to come back to me, and when you come back, I will stop doing it. This Hang Family Xianjun is not done by humans, and every generation is weird." Including himself, he is also full of problems.

It's just that the disease is different.

Hang Che respectfully listened to his great-uncle and grandfather, and under Chun Xinjun's staring eyes, he said slowly: "Great-uncle and grandfather forgot that there is Linyuan Zun." It's time to go over and over again.