dragon in the east

environment, and he really lost.

"It's not a dream."

"No...?!" Kuafu's voice was weak, but he couldn't hide his excitement.

"Actually, yes or no, both true and false." Feng Taicang's sigh drifted in the wind, "You should know that if he didn't want to, even I wouldn't be able to see him in the dream."

"Hahahahahahahahaha...cough cough cough cough" After a burst of laughter, the sound of coughing came back immediately.Kuafu stared at Feng Taicang, "Kill me, and thank you."

"I can't kill you."

"why?"

"You saw his tears?"

"You mean, he doesn't want me to die?"

"Yes." Feng Taicang pulled out the silver spear, splashed a stream of blood, flew onto the cassock, but disappeared immediately, "Also, my subordinates used the 'same voice and death tactic' on you, If you die, he can't live."

"The yew tree spirit just now?"

"Correct."

Feng Taicang put away his silver gun, and stopped looking at Kuafu, turned around and walked towards Dongfang Bubai not far away.

"I'm back." He put his hand on Dongfang Bubai who was already sitting on the stone bench, watching him support the stone table with one hand, and caress Feng Taicang's hand on his shoulder with the other. "Today, how about I dance the 'Dance of the Dragon God' for you?"

Dongfang Bubai held Feng Taicang's hand tightly.He was still immersed in the fierce battle just now and couldn't recover.He knows how strong Kuafu is.Just twice, Feng Taicang's chest was almost pierced by him. At that time, his heart rose to his throat. Fortunately, Feng Taicang dodged it, and finally knocked Kuafu to the ground.

"I'm sorry for making you worry." Feng Taicang bent down and hugged Dongfang Bubai, "After returning home, I will punish you, eh?"

"Humph."

"Okay, I'll dance for you, huh?"

Feng Taicang stood up straight, pulled off the golden dragon crown from his head, and threw it on the stone table.He drew a small gossip on a small open space in front of him, stood on the yin and yang picture in the middle, and danced.

Dragon God's dance is vigorous and soft.Spin, keep spinning; fingers fluttering, clothes fluttering.Come out like a spirit snake, stand like a pine... The eight trigrams under your feet light up one by one with the dance steps, "Dry three times, Kun six breaks, shake the bowl, cover the bowl, leave the center empty, hurdle the middle, and go up Lack, Xunxia breaks..."

Singing like a song but not a song, accompanied by the beat back and forth of the footsteps, the hexagrams under the feet became brighter and brighter, forming a ball of light one by one, flying towards the shadow guards lying on the ground outside, towards the closed door. Kuafu with eyes flew away, towards Dongfang Bubai and Xu'er...

Dongfang Bubai watched the people in front of him dance, fascinated.He has never seen such a dance, vigorous, powerful, flexible, and unruly... Is this the dance of the Dragon God?

Dongfang Bubai closed his eyes due to the dazzling light brought by the flying ball of light, and then he was pulled into a familiar embrace.

"Sleep, my treasure, when you wake up, there will be no pain..."

JUJUJUJU

In the restaurant, a 24-year-old man was holding a jug in one hand and pouring wine into a wine bowl on the table.Fill it up, drink it up, pour another bowl...

Half a catty of wine will disappear after a while.

"Xiao Er, Xiao Er! Bring more wine!"

"Guest officer, you've already drank a lot, don't drink any more."

"I want wine! Bring me wine!"

"Yes yes yes." Xiao Er took another jug ​​of wine from the kitchen behind and put it on the table.

The man drank bowl after bowl.

"Let's go." An exquisite carriage parked outside the restaurant. The person in the carriage lowered the curtains and said to the driver, "Continue to Wuchang."

"Yes, Holy Aunt."

Lan Fenghuang knew that it was Linghu Chong who was drinking in the restaurant just now.When Ren Yingying saw him, the congregation who were about to drive stopped at the door. She thought that Ren Yingying would get out of the car and go in. Unexpectedly, Ren Yingying just took a look at the car and ordered the congregation to drive away.

"Since this person is so lacking in ambition, I don't need to make friends." Ren Yingying certainly saw the meaning expressed on Lan Fenghuang's face, "Ping Yizhi was passed on to Wuchang by Uncle Dongfang, Fenghuang'er , we should go there sooner."

"Yes, Holy Aunt." Lan Fenghuang replied.

The carriage galloped away like this.

Ren Yingying who was sitting in the carriage naturally didn't know what happened to Linghu Chong after that.With a full face and a haggard face, he spends his days drinking away his sorrows, hangs out in gambling halls and restaurants, looks like an idiot, and allows rogues to bully him...

A generation of high-spirited young heroes, because of the master's suspicion, the estrangement of the juniors, the empathy of the junior sister, and the pain on the body, just fell into decline.

JUJUJUJU

"This Linghu Chong really has no ambition, such a small blow will kill him like this." Dongfang Bubai leaned on the soft bed, and complained as he watched the information from the hidden guard in his hand, "I saw him a little angry that day, Now that it's like this, it's no wonder Yingying doesn't even see her."

"A break, huh?" Feng Taicang took out the letterhead from Dongfang Bubai's hand, pulled him into his arms, and leaned on his soft body, "You still lost some vitality in the battle with Kuafu a few days ago. , although the injury is healed, but the vitality still needs to be replenished slowly, don't be too tired, huh?"

"Is Ping Yizhi coming soon?"

"Well, I guess I can arrive tomorrow afternoon."

"Well, there are many wounded in the branch hall, so it's just right for him to come."

"In a few days, let's go back to Heimuya. The rivers and lakes are too chaotic, we'd better watch a show on the cliff." Feng Taicang's kiss fell on Dongfang Bubai's hair, once and for all, tender extreme.

The author has something to say: So, in this chapter, Mr. Long is finally dancing~ Wow Kaka~

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As soon as Ning Zhongze came out of Lu Dayou's room where he was recuperating, he saw Linghu Chong. He was bearded and haggard, with a jug of wine in his hand, and he staggered towards the door.

"Chong'er!" Ning Zhong couldn't help but want to stop him.

If Linghu Chong didn't hear it, he walked out of the door with random steps.

Ning Zhong looked at the decadent figure of the big apprentice, and sighed, his eyes were full of helplessness and worry.This big apprentice had no relatives since he was a child. After entering the Huashan School, he always took care of her and his senior brother as parents. The senior brother once thought that the Huashan School could be handed over to him in the future.Alas, now it has become like this due to various reasons, it really hurts to see...

Ning Zhong stood in the atrium for about a stick of incense before leaving with an empty medicine bowl.After she left, a figure flashed from the corner of the wall. Looking carefully, it was Lin Pingzhi who was supposed to be resting in bed and should not be restless. "Master brother..." he murmured, "I'm sorry..." Yes, because of his plan, his parents' revenge, Linghu Chong, I, Lin Pingzhi, can only be sorry for you!

JUJUJUJU

Ren Yingying's carriage drove into the branch church of the Sun Moon God Sect in Wuchang.

The carriage stopped outside the door.As soon as the carriage stopped, Ren Yingying didn't wait for the congregation driving to lift the curtain, so she lifted the curtain and jumped down.

The head of the branch hall was waiting outside the door with two incense masters. As soon as he saw Ren Yingying getting off the car, he immediately came forward to greet her and saluted: "Holy aunt."

"Excuse me." Ren Yingying was dressed in white, with a white gauze covering her face, she stood tall and graceful.She anxiously asked the branch master, "How is my Uncle Dongfang?"

"Return to the Holy Aunt," said the branch master respectfully, "The leader is resting in the inner courtyard. Divine Doctor Ping has been in Wuchang for three days. Yesterday, the Divine Doctor Ping said that the leader is in good health. He asked his subordinates to report to the Holy Aunt when the Holy Aunt arrives. .”

"Okay," Ren Yingying said, "I am going to meet the leader, and the teacher will lead the way."

"Yes."

JUJUJU

Dongfang Bubai glanced at Xu'er who was crawling around on the bed, and after confirming that he would not be in danger of falling, he turned his gaze to the "Art of War" in his hand.

Suddenly, Dongfang Bubai raised his head, looked out the window, and smiled slightly.He heard footsteps in the distance, very softly, but he could hear them very clearly.The foot is steady, the steps are light, the frequency is neither fast nor slow, so familiar - it is Ren Yingying.

Sure enough, after a while, Ren Yingying's voice was heard outside the door: "Yingying pays homage to Uncle Dongfang."

"Come in." Dongfang Bubai put down his book.

Ren Yingying came in, and saw Dongfang Bubai sitting on a soft bed, with a book on the small table and a cup of tea in her hand, she took a sip and looked at Ren Yingying: "You are good Yingying!" ?”

"Thank you Uncle Dongfang for your concern, Yingying is fine."

"Come and sit." Dongfang Bubai pointed to the chair next to him.

Ren Yingying sat down on the chair as she said, and looked at Dongfang Bubai carefully.It's been a long time since I've seen each other, and Uncle Dongfang's appearance is even more handsome.

"Yingying."

"Ok?"

"Heh," Dongfang Bubai chuckled lightly, "but what's on my face?"