The rivers and lakes are full of vests

After Fu Peibai returned to Chaoquan, she was thinking about what happened last night while walking, when she heard a sharp sound of sword energy behind her, she quickly dodged sideways, and the attacker behind her seemed to be immortal, and raised her sword again Come.

She dodged again and again, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a man with disheveled hair, using Tianji swordsmanship, attacking her while roaring: "It's you, it's you who killed my junior brother! You pay for your life!"

Fu Peibai was at a loss. After dodging another blow, she flew behind the man and touched the acupuncture points on the back of his neck. The man's body immediately softened, and he collapsed on the ground unable to move, but he was still able to speak.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

Fu Peibai frowned and looked at the man's face. As soon as he brushed away the messy hair on the man's face, Ding Yi's voice came from behind, "A Pei!"

Her subordinates paused, then looked back, and saw that Ding Yi was rushing over with two guards.

When the man on the ground saw Ding Yi, his expression became even more excited. He tried his best to get up from the ground, his neck and face flushed red, "I will kill you, and you, I will kill you to avenge my junior brother!" !"

Ding Yi kicked the man in disgust, and ordered two guards to take him away. While the man was being pulled up, Fu Peibai finally saw his face clearly.

Isn't this one of the two who were chewing their tongues behind their back that day? One of them was reprimanded by Ding Yi by pinching his neck, and this man was the other one.

Fu Peibai was shocked, she stepped forward to stop the guard, and said loudly: "What do you mean? Who killed your junior brother? Who is your junior brother?!"

The man spat and said viciously: "You don't pretend to be innocent. If it weren't for you, how could my junior brother be executed overnight as a spy of the Demon Cult! You must have held a grudge against him and framed him. We just offended you with words. How can you die? You are killing your fellow disciples, you are insane! I will kill you, kill you!"

The man yelled frantically, repeating the words that I will kill you and kill you, Ding Yi glared at him sullenly, and urged, "Take this lunatic away!"

The guard took the man away, but Fu Peibai still hadn't recovered. It took her a while to fully digest what the man said just now, and she also understood that the inner disciple who died last night was the junior in the man's mouth. Ding Yi and her man.

She slowly turned her head to look at Ding Yi, and asked with difficulty: "What's going on?"

Ding Yi touched the tip of his nose, and looked away, "I don't know, this lunatic suddenly came to my yard to make troubles this morning. I kicked him out, but he came after you."

Fu Peibai frowned, looked at Ding Yi's black brow, and asked deeply, "Really?"

Ding Yi also frowned, as if a little displeased with Fu Peibai's questioning tone, he turned his head, leaving only half of the bright golden mask facing her, "What's the matter? You don't believe me?"

Fu Peibai didn't make a sound.

Ding Yi clenched his fists, turned around and strode away.

When he came to Lu Wencheng's courtyard, he pushed open the door without knocking, and asked, "What happened to that inner disciple last night?"

The refined and gentle middle-aged man in the room was not angry when faced with Ding Yi's outrageous behavior, he just beckoned, "Come."

Ding Yi went to the table and stood still, with an angry expression on his face.

"What's the matter? Who messed with you?" Lu Wencheng asked.

"I ask you! What happened to the man who died last night?"

Lu Wencheng hid the smile on his face, his eyes darkened, "This matter has nothing to do with you, you don't need to know."

Ding Yi growled, "Why has nothing to do with me? This person had a quarrel with me before, and I fought with him again last night, and now he's just dead! Ah Pei thought I did it!"

Lu Wencheng raised one eyebrow, "Fu Peibai? Even if you killed him by mistake, so what?"

Ding Yi was taken aback by the question. Lu Wencheng got up, put his hand on his shoulder, and pushed him to sit on the chair, "This person speaks rudely and insulted you. He should pay the price. You must know that the only way to change is to change." Only when you become strong, gain supreme power and status, can you shut up those who look down on you, and they will respect you, fear you, and fear you."

"You can be kind, but you can't be kind in everything. Fu Peibai is too indecisive, kind and kind. Before you, I originally wanted to cultivate this person, but now, I have found you. In the future, Tianjizong will be It will be handed over to you, to lead a huge martial arts sect, you must establish a majesty and know how to control people, don't worry, I will teach you slowly in the future."

Ding Yi sat on the chair blankly, unable to say a word for a long time, and after a while he murmured: "But... I don't want Ah Pei to misunderstand me, she is my best friend."

After hearing this, Lu Wencheng stroked his beard and laughed, "Yuangui, you are still too immature. Remember, there are only the same interests in this world, and there are no eternal friends. Fu Peibai and you will not be the same way. You can be with him. Communicate, but remember not to talk about everything, but to be reserved, even though he has feelings for your sister right now, it is still not our family."

Ding Yi sat in a daze and didn't speak.

Lu Wencheng patted him on the shoulder again, and his tone was much gentler, "After the trip to the northwest has successfully wiped out Shi Qinghan, I will find an opportunity to reveal your identity to Jiang Hu, and I will wrong you during this time."

Ding Yi turned his head unnaturally, and said in a cold voice, "No need, I don't care."

"Return from afar..."

Ding Yi got up and wanted to leave, but Lu Wencheng suddenly stopped him.

"Can you tell me about your mother?"

Ding Yi suddenly turned his head away, staring at him with anger and resentment, "What right do you have to mention my mother?"

Lu Wencheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to justify himself, but finally closed his mouth, he waved and said, "Follow me."

After Ding Yi hesitated for a while, he still walked over.

Lu Wencheng led him into the inner room, and took out an old and simple purse from a box.

"Your mother made this for me the year I left Wumeng Town, and there is a peace talisman inside."

Ding Yi took the purse. Although the purse is very old and the bright embroidery has faded, you can still see the stitches and threads of the embroidered woman full of emotion.

He stroked the purse, feeling a little puzzled. In his childhood memories, he vaguely remembered that his mother could not embroider, and she couldn’t mend clothes with him when she was young. How could she make such a purse with exquisite threads? Could it be that I remembered it wrong?

"Let's have dinner with me later, today I have prepared your mother's favorite dish, Jiaofeige."

Ding Yi's face became more suspicious, his mother never ate pigeons, he thought that Lu Wencheng had forgotten his mother's preferences, and his voice became colder, "My mother never eats this."

The gentle smile on Lu Wencheng's face froze, and it took him a while to murmur in awe, "Don't you like it? She used to love this dish the most. Every time I went to look for her in the building, I would bring The last one, she..."

"Enough!" Ding Yi suddenly interrupted him, "What's the use of talking about it now?! My mother is dead!"

Lu Wencheng grasped the purse tightly, the small and old purse wrinkled in his hands.

"It's me...I'm sorry for you mother and son."

Lu Wencheng has been a master all his life, from a humble and unknown person to the suzerain of the number one sword sect in the Jianghu, the process is full of conspiracy, tricks, use, deceit, and betrayal.

He has done too many cruel and ruthless things, and he has been sorry for too many people who treated him sincerely, but he has no regrets about these people or things from the beginning to the end. To climb to the highest peak of power, sacrifice and bloodshed are essential, but there is only one person who has felt ashamed in this world.

Everyone was once an open and pure young man. When he was still immature, he met a woman that he would never forget in his life, that woman who stood in the field of fireworks, but was as cold and independent as she was in the world.

Lu Wencheng showed a fragile expression that is difficult for outsiders to see, making him look a little older. He waved his hand at Ding Yi, and said wearily, "Go down."

Ding Yi left Lu Wencheng's small courtyard. He walked with his head depressed in his heart, and accidentally bumped into someone who came by. Both of them wanted to get angry, but when they looked up at each other to see each other's faces, they fell silent at the same time.

After a while, Ding Yi said first: "Second Miss, I'm sorry."

Lu Qingwan crossed her arms and looked at Ding Yi with complicated eyes, but she still had a haughty look on her face, she twitched the corners of her mouth and said sarcastically: "No, you were born in the same year as my elder sister, and I I should call you Second Young Master."

Ding Yi frowned, wanting to say something, finally took a deep breath and walked away past Lu Qingwan.

Lu Qingwan stared at the back of the so-called half-brother who had left, and stomped her feet resentfully.

She originally wanted to go to Lu Wencheng, but now she didn't want to go, so she turned around and went back to her yard.

Second Miss was in a bad mood, and all the servants in the courtyard could tell, so she was even more trembling in her work.

Lu Qingwan sat in the courtyard with the cold wind blowing, her eyes were a little blurred, revealing for the first time a melancholy look beyond her age.

Lu Wencheng's words "Wan'er, Ding Yi is your brother" a few days ago were still lingering in her ears, she kicked away the heavy snow at her feet annoyedly, and said angrily, "The snow in the yard is so thick! Do you want this lady to scan it yourself?!"

The servants rushed to sweep the snow with a broom, Lu Qingwan got up and went back to the house, and slammed the door loudly, "No one is allowed to enter the house to disturb me without my order!"

After shouting, she threw herself on the bed, feeling more and more depressed, so she simply closed her eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know when I fell asleep this time. When I woke up, I saw only a faint light outside the window.

There was silence inside and outside the house, and she felt a strange feeling of loneliness. She slowly bent her legs and hugged her knees, and buried her head in the knees.

There was a "bang", the door of the room was kicked open or something, there was a loud noise, and Lu Qingwan, who was so frightened and sad, suddenly raised her head and was about to get angry, "It's not that I can't say... But the moment she saw the face of the person coming, she lost her momentum and said in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"

Sang Yunshi had her usual frivolous smile on her face. She leaned against the door frame and raised the wine in her hand, "Second Miss, drink, do you want to go?"

Lu Qingwan blinked her almond eyes that were full of water, as if thinking about it, the woman in purple walked to the side of the couch, pulled her up, and walked out of the house.

The servants in the courtyard were sent away by Sang Yunshi, and the entire courtyard was empty.

Sang Yunshi pressed Lu Qingwan on the stone bench, and she walked to the opposite side and sat down, then took out a small jade cup, poured a full cup and handed it to Lu Qingwan.

Lu Qingwan frowned slightly, she hesitated for Xiao Xu to take it, and drank the wine in one gulp, the cold wine slid down her throat, but it was warm after entering her stomach.

Lu Wencheng and Lu Yanran forbade her to drink alcohol. She drank such a glass of strong wine, and her facial features were slightly wrinkled by the heat.

Sang Yunshi laughed loudly, then poured herself a drink, and joked: "The second young miss of Tianjizong, is this the only way you can drink?"

It has to be said that the provocative method will always work on Lu Qingwan. When she heard this, she frowned and slapped the stone table heavily, "Come on, keep pouring."

Sang Yunshi did as she wished, and the two drank a pot of spirits within a short while, of which Lu Qingwan drank [-]%.

The jug was empty, and Lu Qingwan was also drunk. She lay on the cold stone table, her eyes blurred, and she muttered vaguely.

Sang Yunshi leaned closer to listen, but what the other party said was too vague, and she couldn't understand a word. She smiled helplessly, helped Lu Qingwan into the room, and put him on the couch properly.

As soon as she touched the soft bed, the drunk Lu Qingwan rolled inside, hugged the quilt, and rubbed it contentedly.

So childish.

Sang Yunshi's eyes softened, and she took off her robe, shoes and socks for Lu Qingwan, then pulled out the quilt from her arms, and covered her carefully. The sleeping girl comes.

Lu Qingwan's eyebrows and eyes are not quite like Lu Wencheng's, she should be the same as her deceased mother, with a pair of soft almond eyes, but she always likes to look at people with cold brows, maybe she is not yet a full-fledged woman, and there are a little spots left on her cheeks. The sensuality is a little more girlish and cute, and the small cherry mouth is very unforgiving.

Sang Yunshi's heart is burning hot. The process of recognizing her own feelings is not difficult for her, so what if she is also a woman, if she likes it, she likes it, she can hide it from others, but she can't hide it from herself, it's just...

Her eyes dimmed by two points. She didn't retreat from their women's identity, but she was timid because of their different positions and identities.

She gradually understood why Fu Peibai had become suspicious of Lu Wencheng. Seventeen could tear off Lu Yanran's mask and face Fu Peibai with her real identity, but she always used it as an excuse to prevaricate others and herself, because even if she no longer acted Lu Yanran faced Fu Peibai as Seventeen, so they were still in different positions and camps.

Due to some reasons, Seventeen couldn't abandon the sect and betrayed Shi Qinghan. She also couldn't help but obey King Yan and become a dog. They all had too much to do...

Lu Qingwan who was on the couch probably couldn't sleep well, turned over slightly, smacked her lips, she didn't look like a lady from a great family.

Sang Yunshi smiled dotingly, stretched out her hand to smooth out a strand of Lu Qingwan's hair, then leaned close to the girl's ear and whispered, "Wan'er, sleep well."