Proud of the rivers and lakes

"The night is long, I don't want to sleep... I don't know if Brother Tao is the same?" Fu Jinghong reacted, smiled slightly, and walked towards Tao Zhihua.

Tao Zhihua looked at him, snorted coldly, and said, "I'm just here... to watch the moon."

Fu Jinghong just smiled and said nothing.

Seeing this, Tao Zhihua snorted again, but the voice was much softer, she simply sat down and looked up at the half moon in the sky.

Fu Jinghong suddenly felt sleepless, so he also sat down beside Tao Zhihua.

The moment he sat down, Tao Zhihua's body seemed to be stiff.

"The moon waxes and wanes. I don't know what's on my mind, Brother Tao?" Fu Jinghong glanced sideways at Tao Zhihua who was dressed in red, and asked with a smile while propping his chin.

Tao Zhihua only snorted.

"Pigs always grunt and chirp. Tell me what you're unhappy about and make me happy." Fu Jinghong continued to ask with a smile.

Tao Zhihua snorted again, realizing the meaning of the first half of Fu Jinghong's sentence, paused, and gave him a hard look.

Naturally, a beauty is still a beauty when she stares at others, and she has a special style.

Fu Jinghong looked at him and smiled slightly, Tao Zhihua paused again, and quickly turned his head away.

Fu Jinghong raised his head and looked at the moon above his head. Today in his previous life, he never had the chance to see the moon again.

In the future, he may not be sure, he will never see the moon like today again.

But fortunately, he is still alive and well, and he can still see the moon like today...

"You...do you know?" Tao Zhihua at the side suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.

"What?" Fu Jinghong didn't turn his head, but rested his head on his arms and lay down on the roof.

"..." Tao Zhihua was silent for a while, before slowly opening his mouth, "Wen Ruyu...he will play tomorrow."

"So what?" Fu Jinghong recalled Wen Ruyu's peerless demeanor in his previous life. Although there were too many variables in his previous life, Wen Ruyu... was as stunning and beautiful as he remembered in his previous life.

"The leader of the martial arts alliance will marry Situ Jia," Tao Zhihua said indifferently, "...he will win."

Fu Jinghong was stunned.

He also saw that there is absolutely no opponent for Wen Ruyu among the nine sects, and Ren Jiangliu, a big idiot among them, is definitely not an opponent for Wen Ruyu... If Wen Ruyu really fights to the end, then he will marry Situ reed.

Tao Zhihua glanced at Fu Jinghong, and said calmly: "A hundred years ago, the Pingshan Sect was one of the nine major sects, but it has gradually declined in the past hundred years. Now, the Pingshan Sect has long been reduced to a second-rate sect... If the Pingshan Sect wants to Revitalization must rely on the power of the Situ family, and now is a very good opportunity."

Fu Jinghong paused for a moment. The deeper he got to know Wen Ruyu, the more he could realize that Wen Ruyu was not a person who valued fame, wealth and prestige. However, there were too many things that bound him, such as secular ethics and moral responsibilities...

"As the chief disciple of the Pingshan School, Wen Ruyu must take on this great responsibility...he must win." After Tao Zhihua finished speaking, he lowered his eyes. The moon was as cool as water, casting a shadow on his body, making it hard to see. Clear the expression on his face.

Fu Jinghong thought of the first time he met in the wilderness that day, Wen Ruyu dressed in white came riding on horseback.

When they first met, he knew that Wen Ruyu was a modest gentleman.

From the close acquaintance, he knew that Wen Ruyu was a gentleman bound by many etiquettes.

Wen Ruyu, the chief disciple of the Pingshan School, was first the chief disciple of the Pingshan School, and finally Wen Ruyu.

"So, the person you like is going to marry another woman, are you sad?" Fu Jinghong was still lying down, raising his eyebrows to look at Tao Zhihua who was sitting beside him.

"You..." Tao Zhihua turned her head to stare at Fu Jinghong, snorted, stopped halfway, and turned her head again.

Fu Jinghong thought his reaction was very interesting, so he stopped talking.

Half an hour passed.

"I grew up with Wen Ruyu, I thought I liked him... But now, I realize that I don't actually like him that much either." Tao Zhihua said suddenly.

"He can marry a woman he doesn't love at all for the sake of his master..." he continued.

"After I knew it, I was very angry, why he is such a person, and then I was helpless, because I knew he was that kind of person... He always lives for others, never for himself..."

"Why can't he live like..."

Tao Zhihua turned his head, and the moonlight poured down, making his brows and eyes soft, and even his eyes that were always cold and staring were soft.

However, seeing Fu Jinghong's eyes closed and obviously asleep, his soft look disappeared immediately.

Tao Zhihua snorted coldly at Fu Jinghong who was asleep, and got up to leave.

After standing up, he paused, turned around again, and sighed.

The sigh was so small that it was almost lost in the evening wind.

"Heartless..."

The next day Fu Jinghong woke up on the roof.

After sleeping on the roof all night, he had a sore back and a sore back. When he got up from the tiles, he looked at the red clothes covering him, lowered his head and smiled.

Afterwards, he took the red robe, turned over and returned to the room through the window.

After taking a sip of tea, there was a knock on his door.

Fu Jinghong got up and opened the door to see, it was Leng Qixuan.

Leng Qixuan remained expressionless as usual, only when he looked at Fu Jinghong, his eyes softened a little, he just shouted: "Senior brother..." and then he was stunned.

He stared blankly at Fu Jinghong's neck, expressionless.

Fu Jinghong looked down strangely, his clothes were neat, he ignored Leng Qixuan's inexplicable expression, turned and entered the room.

Leng Qixuan followed him in, and when his eyes swept over the bed, he paused again.

Fu Jinghong turned his head to look at the red shirt he had thrown on the bed, and then turned his head back silently.

Leng Qixuan lowered his eyes and sat at the table.

Fu Jinghong turned around to close the window, but when he saw the bronze mirror hanging on the wall, he was stunned.

In the dim yellow bronze mirror, his neck was actually dotted with a few red marks.

Having experienced many battles, he naturally knows what those are.

He paused, he remembered that when he got up yesterday morning, the traces left by Liu Xianqin had obviously disappeared...

So where did these things on his neck come from?

No wonder Leng Qixuan's eyes were so...

Anyone who finds that his senior brother has been entangled with different people in a few days, everyone will look at people with that kind of eyes.

Besides, it's not the first time his second junior brother has seen such a situation.

I don't know what kind of person he is in the eyes of his second junior brother.

Fu Jinghong smiled silently, then turned to look at Leng Qixuan who was sitting at the table.

Leng Qixuan was looking up at him, when he saw Fu Jinghong suddenly turned his head, he immediately lowered his head, but his face was still expressionless.

Fu Jinghong sat beside him and didn't speak.

He began to think deeply, what kind of image of a senior brother did he create in front of his two juniors?

He thought deeply, and he found that he seemed to be a bit of a failure.

So he picked up the teacup, ready to take a sip of water to calm down the shock.

At this time, Leng Qixuan suddenly spoke.

"Big Brother."

Fu Jinghong paused while drinking water from the teacup.

"Eldest brother...anyone can?"

Fu Jinghong almost spit out a mouthful of tea.

"What about me...why can't I?"

Fu Jinghong really spit out a mouthful of tea.

Leng Qixuan stood up suddenly, looked at Fu Jinghong with an expressionless face but unprecedented seriousness in his eyes, and said, "Brother, since other people can do it, can I?"

The teacup in Fu Jinghong's hand fell on the table.

"Since I was able to do it before, I can do it now, too?"

The teacup rolled off the table and shattered on the floor.

Fu Jinghong recovered from the fragments of the teacup, looked up at Leng Qixuan who was looking at him seriously, and was speechless for a while.

What should he say?Was it involuntary before?Bewitched?

Leng Qixuan looked at Fu Jinghong, his eyes gradually became distant.

"From the first day you brought me into the valley, I decided to treat you like a father and a brother."

Fu Jinghong looked at his expression and was speechless for a moment.

"It was you who pulled me up from the abyss, but...you pushed me down again." Leng Qixuan lowered his eyes and said slowly, "The moment you pressed me under you that day, I hated you ...you pulled me into the abyss and pushed me down again."

"However, you didn't do what I imagined..." Leng Qixuan raised his head, looked at Fu Jinghong again, and said, "...after that day, I don't know how to treat you. It's been a long time, but on the second day, I found out that you have disappeared."

Fu Jinghong felt a little guilty.

"I thought about it for a long time after that, but I still don't know how to face you." Leng Qixuan looked at Fu Jinghong and said slowly, "But when I saw you again, I knew the answer."

Wherever the love comes, the heart knows it.

"You are still the elder brother who led me into the valley, the elder brother who saved me." Leng Qixuan looked at Fu Jinghong, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth. He didn't smile often, even when Fu Jinghong Before, but now he is smiling.His crooked eyebrows and eyes were dotted with stars, like a flash in the pan, so stunning.

"You are still the one who... tied the hairband for me... the elder brother."

Fu Jinghong was amazed and was stunned for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, he found that Leng Qixuan took out a moon-white hairband from his arms, which looked familiar.

Leng Qixuan looked softly and said: "That year you tied this hairband for me, and I took it with me wherever I went."

So this is the hairband he tied on Leng Qixuan back then?

Fu Jinghong was a little lost in thought.

"If I think of Senior Brother, I'll take a look at this headband..."

Fu Jinghong felt a little sad.

"Imagine this headband is tied on the body of the elder brother, and the elder brother is lying under me..."

Fu Jinghong paused... He just heard right, right?

Leng Qixuan smiled at Fu Jinghong again, and shouted: "Eldest brother..."

Fu Jinghong was stunned, and the next moment, Leng Qixuan tied his hands with that moon-white hairband.

And his whole body was crushed by Leng Qixuan.