Su Bian Cultivation World

"Of course it's a love song." Feng Xue looked at him curiously, "Could it be that this song has been passed down from generation to generation in your place, and now even the content is untestable? There are no mistakes or omissions - if it weren't for this, I wouldn't be able to understand the content of this song."

Luo Jiujiang's throat rolled, and he felt that he had just made the sauce salty, otherwise how could he make his tongue so dry from the tip of his tongue to his throat: "How did Sister Xue hear that?"

"Your song was compiled in a different language." Feng Xue didn't give a shit, and answered him directly, "Although the different races have nine races and nine languages ​​in name, in fact, the phrases have similarities. I don't have many memories. , is a half-baked guy in this area, but that's it, I can hear it..."

When she said this, she repeated a small tune that Luo Jiujiang repeatedly sang: "If this sentence is translated correctly, it will be 'cut my chest and let you fall into my most fragile heart'—— The style is so bloody, don't be too surprised. A more humane expression should be 'put you on the tip of my heart', but no matter which version it is, the meaning is courtship."

Luo Jiujiang's voice was astringent: "I heard that foreign languages ​​contain power... Is there such a restriction that if you want to protect, you must sing love songs?"

Feng Xue looked at him in surprise: "Power is related to language, not to content. For example, if you want to take my blood and leave here, then as long as it is my blood, it doesn't have to be me taking aphrodisiacs, for this blood to work .”

Xie Chuncan: "..." He had nothing to say for a while, but felt that this example was really easy to compare, clear and easy to understand.

With a click, the feather arrow in Luo Jiujiang's hand fell to the ground.

He could feel that the other three people in the cave were watching him, but he couldn't care about anything right now.For a moment, it seemed that the blood in the whole body rushed to the head, and it seemed that 1 thoughts exploded in the brain at the same time. This news is not a firework scattered all over the sky like a shower of stars, it is a large bundle of enhanced version of the second kick, It almost failed to set the sky on fire.

There was silence in the cave, Xie Chuncan hesitated for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder sympathetically.His fingertips had just touched Luo Jiujiang, and the other party stood up abruptly, his eyes were so dazed that he had just lost all his underwear in a gambling shop.

Xie Chuncan immediately became more sympathetic.

"I, I'm going to practice the knife." Luo Jiujiang stammered once in a while, and walked out of the cave with messy steps.The three of them watched him walk out of a crooked arc as if drunk, and escaped out of everyone's sight as if fleeing for his life.

"My God..." Xie Chuncan's eyes were quick, and he grabbed the last piece of bird meat before Xiaoren, "I really never thought that there would be a time in this life to see him panic like a rabbit? Say It’s only when the old house catches fire that I’m anxious, but when I see a new house being caught on fire for the first time, I’m also dizzy with nervousness.”

Feng Xue rolled another snowball and smashed it over.

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Luo Jiujiang ran swiftly in the snow, feeling that his mind was in a mess, a name surged repeatedly in his heart, setting off waves of turmoil, the wind and waves were so huge that even the familiar name was smashed into pieces. One by one strokes.

He thought of Han Qianling.Although he has been thinking about Qianling since the parting, but unprecedented, he has never been more eager to see him than now.

——Is what Feng Xue said true?Is that a love song?What do you think, can you tell me so I can hear it?

Countless sticky strokes rolled into a huge vortex in the heart sea, and Han Qianling's face faintly appeared in the vortex.

At this moment, his heart is full of the past with Han Qianling, and he can't tolerate anything else.He thought of his eyes, his smile, Han Qianling's appearance of throwing a long sword from the corner of his clothes.He recalled Han's other party's voice, the other party's breath, recalled Qian Ling's lowered eyes, and the sentence Jiujiang uttered leisurely from his two water-colored thin lips——

Luo Jiujiang stopped silently.

Scenes from the past flashed leisurely in his mind. They had known each other since childhood, their words and deeds were so in tune, and in the end they were so good that they seemed to be the same person.When they pulled out their weapons at the same time, Han Qianling could understand what he meant with only one look from Luo Jiujiang. Indicate the flaw in others.

Others call them "Seven Islands and Two Bibi", but they tacitly resemble a piece of jade with the same root.

At the very beginning, Luo Jiujiang's sword went deep into the enemy's line, and the wind of the sword poured down like rain, attacking the enemy and forgetting ourselves, and it was out of control; so Han Qianling's sword was exclusively on the defensive. He said that since Luo Jiujiang had done The spear between two people, he can be the shield that each other needs.

It wasn't until Luo Jiujiang realized that Han Qianling liked offense more than defense, and his offense was smoother and sharper than defense.

"It's not what I need, you're going to become something." That day Luo Jiujiang sat beside Han Qianling with a rare distressed expression.Han Qianling's face was indifferent and calm, and there was a stubbornness in his eyebrows that only Luo Jiujiang could read.

"Qianling, the relationship between the two of us should be to achieve what we are suitable for each other and what we like." Luo Jiujiang looked at Han Qianling fixedly, "You are good at attacking each other's weaknesses, and I am also good at attacking each other. It’s short, the fields are indeed repeated, but so what? At most, when you move your hands, you are one hand, and I am the other hand. We are a pair of cripples who can’t escape and don’t even have legs. Until you lose, until you die, and your back is against mine, there will be nothing to fear in this world."

"A spear always needs a suitable shield."

"If it's you," Luo Jiujiang heard the looseness in Han Qianling's words, and couldn't help but bend his eyes, "Liao hopes to find another spear."

They are always tied together, one wields a knife while the other wields a sword, one plays the qin while the other learns the flute.Luo Jiujiang secretly ran to the ancestral hall to look up the genealogy, and Han Qianling stood guard for him. When Han Qianling was talked about behind his back, Luo Jiujiang jumped out and gave the perpetrator of the vicious words a good headwash.

They are just that good.

In his spare time, Luo Jiujiang also conceived his own future. With his talent and talent, entering a sect to become an inner disciple, and even being sent to the upper realm are all easy things. During this process, he may determine his sword intent, Just be a peak master protector and take in a bunch of little apprentices.But even though everyone in the sect called him elder, he would still jump out of the window at night and go to Han Qianling next door to chat and drink together.

——Of course Qianling will be next door to him, they will always be together.Whatever sect he entered, Qianling will also enter any sect, and the reverse is also true if there is a big competition in the sect, and he ranks second, then the number one can't be the second except for Han Qianling. .When he finds his sword intent, it's hard to believe that Han Qianling won't be able to figure out a big move of the same level.

They used to be two sharp knives side by side, and they will also be two fearsome fierce soldiers in the future. No one has to give way to the other, and no one has to leave the other behind.

Before the scene that was almost sentencing, Luo Jiujiang didn't even think that he would be separated from Qianling.

The bloody dragon appeared before his eyes again, and even the clouds and mist all over his body were soaked into a scarlet dragon.

He always said that Han Qianling was his best friend, his arm, and a part of his life.For nearly ten years, the three characters Han Qianling had been inseparable from him, every frown and smile was in his flesh and blood, if fate wanted to tear the two of them apart, it would have to tear the two of them apart.

This separation is too cruel, too tragic, too unexpected.In a certain moment, Luo Jiujiang was almost crushed by the huge pain, but he was Luo Jiujiang, he would not fall down.

When his most important friend left, he traveled all over the world to find him back; a part of his life turned into a dragon and flew away in front of him, even if he burned the last bit of life, he could still drag the other party's tail Pull him into his arms again; the deepest part of his flesh and blood is pulled away alive, and he will endure the severe pain to regain what belongs to him bit by bit.

A thought could not have come to Luo Jiujiang's mind more clearly, and his answer was equally true.

Qianling likes him.

He also... likes Qianling.

Maybe all spears in the world should be combined with shields, but as long as that person is Qianling, no matter whether he wants to be a spear, a sword, or a mace, Luo Jiujiang is still willing to be with him.

"Qianling..." Luo Jiujiang slowly closed his eyes, those warm and happy past events slowly flowed through his heart, and he remembered the strange expression on the other side's question when he asked him what he thought of the two men together, "... You should have told me earlier."

He cast his eyes on the boundless wind and snow, and held his fingers vaguely, just like countless times in the past, as if holding someone's hand: "Since I was a child, what have I not promised you?"

Luo Jiujiang thought of that love song again.Carrying endless nostalgia and warmth, it resounded in the dark and turbulent turbulence, and it attached to every inch of Luo Jiujiang's skin, becoming his most unexpected and most natural armor.

But when did Qianling sing this song?He went out alone at night, dived deeply into the deep and icy sea water, groped for a conch inscribed with a sound in the salty bitter water, and pinned all his fiery and focused emotions on a conch, a in the song.

——When he sang that song, he didn't even think that this song would really be heard by Luo Jiujiang.

Luo Jiujiang was shocked. At this moment, he was so eager to see Shanghan Qianling, even if he could only give him a look and say a word to him.

You are my spear, you are my shield, you are my most solid armor, and you are my inseparable lover in my ignorance.

In the snowstorm, Luo Jiujiang slowly pressed his heart.In an instant, he couldn't stand the separation with a snap of his fingers.

The author has something to say: a small paragraph:

Luo Jiujiang has a lot of gay friends, and he has always lived and died with his best friends.

Someone asked Han Qianling curiously: So, the sword god treats you the same as other friends?

Dragon God Han Qianling calmly replied: No, he only bent himself in the midst of thinking for me—this process took less than a quarter of an hour from beginning to end.