[shooting eagle] teacher and wife

Looking at the crimson color in the distance, Lian Qing recalled the beautiful scene she described six years ago in order to impress Huang Yaoshi——

"There are large peach blossoms planted on the island. When they are in full bloom, they will be like a rouge cloud, gorgeous and eye-catching. When the wind blows, the petals will float down, creating a colorful beauty of falling flowers."

The peach blossoms in the late spring should not have been so bright and eye-catching. It should be that the tree planters used the five elements technique to change the growth cycle of the peach trees.Oh, isn't that person's personality just like that, rebellious and uninhibited, the more common sense, the way of heaven, the more he wants to break it and change his fate against the sky.Even if she was born in her original era, she may not be able to live happily ever after, but in this era, the so-called rivers and lakes can at least give him a place to live.

The boat moved forward slowly, leaving behind long arcs that cut through the sea surface, and when it turned, it melted into the sea water again.

About fifteen feet away from the shore of Peach Blossom Island, Lian Qing threw a piece of broken silver into the boatman's arms, lightly stepped on the pole of the boat, and his body was like an arrow shot from a fully drawn bow, "Brush— —" With a slam, he broke through the air and quickly passed through the sea level.

In the blink of an eye, the man landed on the shore, and the boatman, who had not had time to turn around in the future, was dumbfounded and thought to himself, did he see a fairy today?

Walking across the beach covered with fine golden sand, Lian Qing walked towards the depths of the peach forest.Qimen Dunjia, five elements and gossip, she knows a thing or two, but not as proficient as Huang Yaoshi.However, she went in anyway.Even if you are trapped in the forest, I believe someone will come to rescue you.

Just because it was others who wanted to see her, not she who wanted to see others.

After seven turns and eight turns, she passed one fork in the road after another, and she passed without hindrance along the way without encountering any difficulties.Naturally, it wasn't because she saw through all the formations, but because the owner of the formation was welcoming the guests in his own way.

Finally, she passed the last fork in the road, beyond the peach forest, her field of vision became infinitely wider.

Not far ahead, the owner of this beautiful island is sitting in the pavilion.

A jug of wine, two glasses, waiting for another to join.

"The shadow of peach blossoms falls and flies the sword, and the tide of the blue sea presses the jade flute."

While reciting the couplet outside the sword-testing pavilion in a low voice, she walked towards the pavilion.

Different from the cold voice in the past, although her voice at this moment is also indifferent, it is more feminine.And that figure, taller than the Lanchi Huang Yaoshi had seen a few days ago, and shorter than the young man he remembered six years ago.This is the real Lianqing, whether it is voice or body.

Lian Qing had never taught Huang Yaoshi Yi Rong, even the last page of Yi Gu Gong was torn off by her beforehand.

Huang Yaoshi was so smart that even though he was only a teenager at that time, she had to be on guard against him.

On the contrary, her acting skills are really superb, as if she is really acting out her life as a play.She has deceived countless people, including Huang Yaoshi, who is extremely smart, even though he was the first to see through the flaws.

However, there are more or less intentional elements of Lian Qing in this.

"With your acting skills, master, if you are short of money someday, you can gain a foothold in the troupe."

Huang Yaoshi raised the corner of his mouth lightly, his words were full of meanness.

Lian Qing sat down, took off the bamboo hat, stretched out his arms to hold the handle of the jug, and filled the two empty glasses to seventy percent full.

The faint fragrance of peach blossom mixed with the taste of alcohol drifted through the pavilion with the cool evening breeze, "Actually, I also suspect that the world I live in, including my existence, is just a play."

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is just a book, isn't everything that happens in this book a play?

What is illusion and what is reality, in this grotesque world, sometimes, even she herself can't tell the difference.

The setting sun in the west covered the sky and the earth with a layer of light gold, and the sunset glow all over the sky was smudged with dazzling colors. Occasionally, a few unknown birds flew across the sky and uttered a few chirps.For Yu Lianqing, no matter in which world, she is a wandering wanderer without belonging, and the feelings of old friends are probably all negative feelings.

"This is peach blossom stuffing."

The young man held the wine glass with his white fingers, and after saying this, he drank it down in one gulp.

Lian Qing held the wine glass, slightly stunned.

——"Flowers can be mixed with wine, your garden full of peach blossoms is enough for a jar of peach blossom wine?"

She once said this joke to a sea of ​​crimson flowers after cutting a move.

"You remember."

"Not only remember."

He not only remembers her words and deeds, but also takes them into his heart.

He has never cherished everything about a person so much.

After that, they were relatively silent, only the smell of wine wafted away.

It wasn't until the flagon was gone that Huang Yaoshi spoke again: "You lied to me a lot, but there is one question, and I want an answer. This time, I hope you don't lie to me again."

Lian Qing raised her head slightly, drank the rest of the wine in the cup, then lowered her head and said, "Say it."

"Do you love Rong Yue?"

This question is both expected and unexpected.

"I thought you wouldn't ask that because it's a pretty stupid question."

The woman is holding a small and exquisite wine glass with one hand, her eyes are as deep as an ancient well, and she is unpredictable.

Does this question need an answer too?

If she really loved Rong Yue, she wouldn't be buried in Jade Dragon Snow Mountain right now.

"Yeah, a pretty stupid question indeed."

Huang Yaoshi's eyes that had been calm all this time finally showed a wave of waves, but then it was like being thrown into the boundless sea of ​​pebbles, and all the movement disappeared very quickly.

Isn't it stupid for him to ask this question?If he didn't hold a glimmer of hope in his heart, how could he ask such a question?And the cruel fact once again told him that he shouldn't have any hope for her.

Huang Yaoshi once thought that if a person could live without a heart, he would really consider digging out Lian Qing's heart to see if her heart was made of iron, otherwise, how could it be so hard and so close? Favor.But now, he understands that she is not as hard-hearted as iron, nor is she unkind, but her heart and affection are all given to another person, so she has no heart or affection for him.

The taboo language left diametrically opposite answers in the hearts of Lian Qing and Huang Yaoshi.

These two men were some of the few smartest people in the world.Among smart people, they never like to speak too clearly. They think they can fully understand this kind of taboo, but after all, they don't have a clear understanding, at least at this moment.

Therefore, it is natural for misunderstandings to occur.If Huang Yaoshi could ask the bottom line, it would be a different situation.However, if he would do this, he would not be Huang Yaoshi. He was too proud. Lian Qing was not Yin Xiaoyao. In front of the other party, he didn't want his self-esteem to be trampled so thoroughly.

The sun sank into the sea, and the sky gradually became dark.

When it is night, if the sun is as good as it can be, then it is night at this time.

"please."

He said indifferently.

In the square bathtub about ten feet long and wide, mist steamed upwards, obscuring the sight.

Lian Qing leaned against the stone pillar and sat quietly for a while, then got up and left the bathhouse.

It's not that she doesn't want to bathe here, but she feels that she should go to another place.

For some things, if you don't take risks at the beginning, when you fail in the end, you will lose everything, and there is no chance of recovery.

While wandering around, Lian Qing easily found another bathhouse not far away, pushed open the door without any scruples, stepped on the polished bluestone slab, and walked towards the bath in front of her step by step. .Amidst the mist, a young man with black hair was standing in the center of the pool. The hot water was submerged up to his waist, revealing the smooth and smooth lines of his shoulders and back.

With Huang Yaoshi's martial arts, he certainly sensed that someone had broken in.However, he also knew that on this Peach Blossom Island, the only person who had the guts to dare to barge in at this time was today's visitor.He may be able to guess what the other party wants to do, and he doesn't mind, what's more, to a certain extent, he still expects it.

On weekdays, Lian Qing shows off in men's clothing, and only needs a hair tie to tie up her hair.Now, even though she was wearing her daughter's outfit again, she just coiled part of her hair with a plain hairpin, and combed the rest into strands and scattered it on her left shoulder.

At this moment, she took off the hairpin and let the long black hair spread out like a waterfall behind her back.

Then, she untied the belt at the waist, took off the coat, then the middle coat, the skirt...

The white clothes slipped off the white skin layer by layer, passing through the round shoulders, slender waist, and slender legs—like a butterfly falling to the ground, it spreads its wings and turns into blossoming pure flowers. white.

Chi He fruited her body, and she entered the water naked, causing ripples to sway away from her around.

From beginning to end, Huang Yaoshi never looked back.

However, even if he didn't look back, he could understand what the woman had done with just his keen hearing.

Just because he understood so well, his breathing and heartbeat would speed up involuntarily.

The pulse of warmth slid through the body, and a sense of comfort flowed through the limbs.

Lian Qing walked slowly towards the place where Huang Yaoshi was standing, waves of water dispersed as she walked forward.

Finally, just one step away from Huang Yaoshi, she stopped.

This distance is very close, so close that Lian Qing can feel that the tense muscles and joints under Huang Yaoshi's calm appearance are so dangerous and so ambiguous.

Lian Qing stretched out his left hand and stuck it on the smooth as porcelain back of the young man.

"Your pulse beats fast."

She seemed to say it without any meaning.

Of course Huang Yaoshi knew how his own pulse beat.

The rhythm like beating a drum seemed to be willing to break through his meridians before giving up.

Lian Qing took a step forward, reducing the distance between the two to zero.

She stretched out a pair of slender and white arms, hugged Huang Yaoshi's waist from behind, tightened them, and the curve from shoulders to thighs fit him closely without any gap.

Huang Yaoshi closed his eyes, as if he was suppressing something.

He is not Liu Xiahui who can sit still, and he doesn't want to be Liu Xiahui when facing the woman he likes.

However, in the disappointment after repeated expectations, he understood one thing——

"Master, do you know? Every time you deliberately please me, it means that I will have to pay a greater price