Wulin Mysteries

After I practiced "Kunlun Yi", I didn't leave the small building in the middle of the lake immediately. The dark guards were hidden around me, obeying orders at any time, waiting for the opportunity to move.

I traveled with him for half a year, starting from Dali in the south and going to foreign lands beyond the Great Wall in the north. Every day and night, I was as happy as a fish or a gull.In the past six months, the elders quickly took the offensive, and the entire rivers and lakes were eaten away by less than half.

One night, he was on the bed with me, crazy to the point of emotion, suddenly held my face, opened a pair of wet eyes that were charming, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"

The first time he asked me this way, I smiled, got closer to him, touched his waist, kissed his eyebrows and mouth, and told him: "Feel me, know me."

He completely raised his head, revealing the beautiful arc of his neck, and his blue hair drooped down, as if he was also drunk.

After being separated from him for many years, no matter how many people I changed in bed, I was not happy.Sometimes I always fall into a kind of inexplicable madness and imagining, thinking that he never left me at all, just beside me, every breath, I have his breath, but I can't find him.

I suspect that he turned into dust, into a cloud, into a gust of spring wind that accidentally blew across my shoulders and neck.At first, I longed for him to come into my dream, talk to me, let me see him one more time, but he wouldn't.

Later, I got angry with him and felt revengeful. I tortured many people on the bed, made them want to die, and made their life worse than death.In every moment like this, I imagined him beside me and wondered how he would react.

I had a deformed desire, imagining him frowning, hating me to the bone, and even one day, rushing out of the crowd, appearing in front of me, pushing away the unknown slut under me, and drawing his sword at me , or simply ask, "Will he have me", and then undress...

Just imagining his face, imagining all this, makes me happy.Only by imagining him all around me, angry, angry, wronged, looking at me, hating me, never leaving me, can I truly orgasm.

I tortured those people more and more.There are many young and beautiful ones among them, but to me, they are all the same soft vessel, without any difference, allowing me to see his face at the highest point.At that time, my mind was in chaos, only he was clear, and it became clearer and clearer, with some tears, helpless and resentful, which made me happier.

On the eve of the decisive battle with Qin Shan on the Hero Peak, I asked my confidants in the palace to lead people to surround the small building in the middle of the lake and sent him to Misty Peak.As long as three days, as long as I come back, I can explain to him, whether he forgives or not, I will treat him well.

However, I didn't wait for that day.He was so smart that he used a trick to make everyone at a loss and escaped easily.

I was wounded and returned to the palace. Before retreating, I wanted to see him, but the people in the palace tried their best to lie to me, saying that he was angry and didn't want to see anyone.

It has been a month since I left the customs. It was snowing that day, and the whole Futu Mountain was full of horror. I walked all the way, but I couldn’t see him. Ice slag formed again, and the heels of the feet stuck together. Every time I took a step, there was a heart-piercing pain, and the blood gradually overflowed.

In the end, when I fell by the lake and felt no pain or panic, I realized that he might have left me.

I went to the important people of the Bai family, but they refused to admit it.

I fear the Bai family because of him.There was a fire in my heart, and I wanted to smash the Bai family down immediately, so that the entire martial arts forest would not grow. I had a vague premonition that he was not well, and I might never see him again.

I repeatedly restrained the evil thoughts in my heart, just because I was afraid that the gap between me and him would grow deeper.

Later, the old slave of the Bai family couldn't stand it anymore. He told me that when Bai Wangchuan died, his father, his eldest brother, only regarded him as a disgrace to the Bai family, and refused to properly bury him, and he didn't know where he got him.

I know in my heart that this is the bargaining chip that the Bai family holds firmly in my hand. If I can't find his bones one day, I will not attack the Bai family.

Many years have passed, but I remember these things clearly, and I can't forget them for a day.

In the battle of Misty Peak in Futu Mountain, because of Song Yan's appearance, everyone was injured.

Everything is as I expected.

Song Yan's chess piece is both a variable and a fate.His parents' enmity will definitely be avenged, and he will definitely find an occasion to explain to them.

He has to come to the decisive battle against Misty Peak, Qin Feng is dead, this is the whole meaning of his life.

I have no reason to retreat, and for this reason, I have prepared for three months.

Probably only death can offset his hatred for me.

Die well, survive the catastrophe.Song Yan's sudden appearance diverted everyone's attention, and caused heavy damage to all parties, so they dared not act rashly.

Lu Yifan then urgently mobilized the hidden guards and opened the mechanism. After everyone left, the Wangchuan Palace also disappeared from the rivers and lakes.

After fully waking up, I called Lu Yifan, explained a few things, and then went down the mountain overnight.

All eyes are on him, if you stay for a while, you will spend less time with him.

"Palace Master, everyone who went...lost them. They only know that they are near Huanhai Mountain. No one knows the exact location..."

I walked down the mountain under the moonlight, and it was snowing again in the night sky, just like the situation I was looking for a few years ago.

He can play tricks on people like this, he frequently asked me to step on the broken ice slag to find him, and when I walked there, my feet became numb, and all the pain turned into sweetness that was about to come out.When I find him, I must cling to him until he is willing to repay me for my lost days.

I met an old man in a boat with a black awning on the riverside more than a hundred miles away from Futu Mountain, and I jumped into the boat, gave him some broken silver, and told him to turn around and go down the river.

The river scenery is open, the moonlight is sultry, and there are tall and verdant trees on both sides of the bank, covered with thick snow. Although the surrounding air is bitterly cold, I still can't help standing on the bow of the boat and watching the hull of the boat cut across the river. , rippled one after another.

I'm getting closer to him.

Near Huanhai Mountain, there was a lively market. In the evening of the next day, when the boat docked, I walked ashore and settled down in an inn.

In the evening, they asked the waiter in the inn about the situation of Huan Haishan, but they didn't realize it, they just said that it was the same as usual, and they have come here all these years.

Huanhai Mountain is located in a remote location, even if there are constant disputes in the martial arts world, they rarely get involved in this place.

I gave Li Su the topographical map of Huanhai Mountain earlier, if he takes refuge here, is there any reason why Ah Dong can't find it?

This place is as calm as ever. Is it because Ah Dong never took anyone up the mountain, or did he go alone just because he was so alarmed?

At this moment, I heard a familiar voice behind me:

"Xiao Er, are there any rooms available?"

"I'm sorry, guest officer, there's only one room left. The two of you make do for one night, or..."