Proud of the rivers and lakes

Fu Jinghong was still sighing, but was spotted by several people not far away.

The young man in white with a calm face before saw a happy expression on his face when he saw Fu Jinghong.

He called "senior brother" and walked towards Fu Jinghong.

The young man in black behind him raised his head and stared at Fu Jinghong for a moment, a gleam of joy flashed across his face, he was a little annoyed for a moment, then turned cold again, just staring at him blankly.

Fu Jinghong sighed inwardly, but there was a smile on his face.

"Junior brother..." He looked at Bai Lianhua who was walking towards him, and shouted with a smile.

Afterwards, he turned his head and nodded to the young man in Xuanyi calmly.

The young man in black showed disappointment, but it was only for a moment, and immediately, his calm expression returned.

"Big brother." He called out in a deep voice.

Fu Jinghong just looked at the young man in white with a smile.

Bai Lianhua's stature seemed to have grown a bit higher, almost on the same level as Fu Jinghong.

It's just that the face with delicate eyebrows has not completely faded away from the youthful youthfulness.

However, it is enough to see how unparalleled he will be in the future.

Fu Jinghong looked at Bai Lianhua, feeling lost for a moment.

Bai Lianhua smiled at him and asked, "Elder brother, why are you here?"

Fu Jinghong looked at Bai Lianhua smiling brightly, recovered his senses, and said: "I met a friend when I went down the mountain, and I heard that a martial arts league meeting will be held recently. Come together."

He paused, and knowingly asked: "Then what about you and the second junior brother? Why did you come down the mountain again?"

Leng Qixuan on the side fixed his eyes on Fu Jinghong when he heard Fu Jinghong mentioning himself, but Fu Jinghong didn't turn his head to look at him.

Leng Qixuan slowly clenched the sleeves in his hands, and lowered his hands.

Fu Jinghong just pretended not to notice, just listening to Bai Lianhua say the set of rhetoric that he already knew.

"...After the disciple ranking competition in the sect, the master told us that the martial arts alliance will be held soon, let us go down the mountain to have a look and look for you, brother..." At this point, Bai Lianhua hesitated, but still He continued, "Brother, although you missed the ranking competition, the master vacated the position of chief... There are many disciples in the sect who are dissatisfied."

Fu Jinghong smiled, but said nothing.

"However, the second senior brother won the ranking battle in the end, and he didn't raise any objections, so the other disciples didn't dare to have any opinions..." Bai Lianhua looked at Leng Qixuan at the side, and said.

Fu Jinghong smiled again.

"However, senior brother is really clever. He knew that second senior brother had won before he knew the result of the ranking competition." Bai Lianhua looked at Fu Jinghong and smiled slightly.

Fu Jinghong paused, the ranking of brothers in Duanxiu Valley is based on the level of cultivation... and when he left Duanxiu Valley, the disciple ranking battle in the sect had not yet started, and just now when he met the two of them, he opened his mouth. He called out Leng Qixuan's second junior brother.

Fu Jinghong could only pretend to smile deeply.

Bai Lianhua didn't dwell on this issue, he paused for a while, and suddenly asked, "Brother, who is your friend?"

Fu Jinghong was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect Bai Lianhua to ask such a question.

"Brother, when did you have a friend that even I don't know..." Bai Lianhua showed a look of grievance, and his eyes were dim.

Fu Jinghong could only smile, and said, "I met you when you went down the mountain. Brother Wen and I hit it off right away."

The grievance on Bai Lianhua's face was even worse, and there was resentment in his eyes.

"Brother, you actually have friends that I don't even know."

Fu Jinghong just smiled lightly, and he said: "One day, you will have friends that I don't even know about."

In his previous life, he was tightly entwined with Bai Lianhua, wishing to be with Bai Lianhua every day, even Bai Lianhua's close contact with friends felt uncomfortable, wishing to rub Bai Lianhua in his arms, making Bai Lianhua's eyes peeled. I saw him alone.

Maybe that's why Bai Lianhua became more and more alienated from him.

The more important something is, the more you want to hold on to it, the further away it will be.

What's more, it's people.

A person is not a thing, he has feelings and thoughts, he will struggle and resist, the more you try to fasten him, but it pushes him further away.

This was the case with Bai Lianhua in his previous life, and he became more and more distant from Fu Jinghong's constant entanglement day by day.

When he realized it, his little junior was no longer the one who softly called him senior.

It can be regarded as self-inflicted.

Fu Jinghong laughed at himself inwardly, but on the surface he only said to Bai Lianhua with a brotherly attitude: "Little brother, you will leave Broken Sleeve Valley one day, and you will naturally make many friends at that time..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bai Lianhua: "But I will still miss my senior brother...but senior brother must not have thought of me these days." He said, with a hint of grievance in his eyes.

"How could it be? For my junior brother, I naturally think about it all the time." Fu Jinghong smiled.

"Ahem." The head of the Murong family at the side finally couldn't help interrupting the touching scene of the meeting between the brothers, he cleared his throat and said, "You two young heroes, my master has been in retreat recently, and today I am afraid Since we won't be able to see you two, why don't the two young heroes stay in the guest room of Murong Mansion first, and discuss this matter later?"

Bai Lianhua nodded his hands and cupped his hands in thanks.

Leng Qixuan naturally had no objection.

"This way, please." Chief Murong said, leading the way ahead.

Bai Lianhua and Leng Qixuan followed, and Fu Jinghong had no choice but to follow.

All the way along the way, Bai Lianhua was talking to him non-stop, while Leng Qixuan stood aside with a cold face and said nothing.

After all, Bai Lianhua was still a teenager at heart, and he seldom went down the mountain. He was amazed by all the strange things in his way, and talked non-stop with Fu Jinghong all the way.

Fu Jinghong just smiled while listening, and responded a few times from time to time.

When passing by the Huxin Pavilion, Fu Jinghong raised his head unconsciously and saw the person standing in the pavilion.

Dressed in red, like weeping blood.

Three thousand black hairs, like splashed ink.

Eyebrows, into the painting.

At this time, Tao Zhihua turned his head and met Fu Jinghong's gaze.

He froze for a moment, his brows raised slightly, as if ripples appeared on the surface of a calm lake.

Fu Jinghong smiled slightly, then turned his head and left.

The beauty is picturesque, as expected.

The rooms of Bai Lianhua and Leng Qixuan were arranged next to Fu Jinghong.

The old manager left after arranging the room. After Leng Qixuan looked back at Fu Jinghong, he seemed to hesitate for a moment, then turned and opened the door and entered the room.

Bai Lianhua didn't want to go back to his room, so he followed Fu Jinghong into his room.

After Fu Jinghong entered the room, he poured two cups of tea and handed one to Bai Lianhua.

Bai Lianhua took a sip, put down the cup, and stared at Fu Jinghong.

Fu Jinghong picked up the cup and took a few sips without haste, without making a sound.

Bai Lianhua couldn't bear his temper, and finally spoke first: "Brother, why did you leave without saying goodbye..."

Just now, in front of outsiders, there are some things that naturally cannot be asked directly.

Fu Jinghong took a sip of tea slowly, and said: "Didn't I just say that I hit it off with Mr. Wen, so I came with him."

Bai Lianhua immediately asked: "Mr. Wen... who is it?"

"I met a son when I went down the mountain. After talking with him, I hit it off right away."

Bai Lianhua showed resentment, and said, "Brother, you never leave without saying goodbye."

Fu Jinghong took a sip of tea and remained silent.

Seeing that Fu Jinghong didn't respond, Bai Lianhua felt a little disappointed.

"Brother, you haven't seen me for a long time, don't you miss me?" When Bai Lianhua said this, his expression was very resentful.

Fu Jinghong resisted the urge to spray tea and cleared his throat: "Of course I thought about it."

"But senior brother, your reaction is so indifferent...you have never been like this before." Bai Lianhua gave Fu Jinghong a quiet look.

Fu Jinghong coughed.

"The weather is nice today, why don't we go out and walk around?"

Bai Lianhua just looked at him quietly.

"However, it's hard for you to bump your body for a few days, why don't you take a break first, little brother."

Bai Lianhua looked at him quietly.

"I also feel some

I'm tired, so I'll take a break first. "

Bai Lianhua looked at him quietly.

"That's it for today. I'm going to sleep. Junior brother, you should rest earlier."

Fu Jinghong turned around and prepared to chase away people.

"Then I want to sleep with you, brother."

Bai Lianhua suddenly spoke.

"Ahem," Fu Jinghong almost choked.

"Senior brother and I used to sleep together..." Bai Lianhua said slowly.

"In the past, back then, your stature hadn't opened yet," Fu Jinghong said righteously, "Now you are almost as tall as me..." He sighed slightly when he said this.

"Brother..." Bai Lianhua called out slowly.

Fu Jinghong kept a cold face.

"Brother..." Bai Lianhua called softly.

Fu Jinghong was startled.

In his memory, at this time, Bai Lianhua would never call his senior brother in such a tone again.

"Brother." Bai Lianhua called out again, seeing that Fu Jinghong didn't respond, he assumed that he had acquiesced.

He happily threw himself on Fu Jinghong's bed and buried himself in it.

Fu Jinghong came back to his senses, looked at the small bag raised on the bed, and couldn't help but smile wryly.

Some things, the tighter you hold on, the farther you will go...

But how do you look at it now, it seems to be the other way around?