The wind of the thunderbolt

The author has something to say: A relative asked to write an article about Pearl's long heart

But there are too few plots,

Not much to develop.

difficult...

"It's funny to say that you are so unfamiliar with Xiangling. No one would have thought that we have known each other for 300 years." Nanfeng Bujing sat in the pavilion, as long as he stayed quietly by her side like this, there would be something in his heart. An indescribable satisfaction, an inexplicable peace of mind.Indulging in the happy dreamland of these three days, I don't want to think about the cruelty of waking up from the dream three days later.

"Speaking of which, not many people call me Xiang Ling, but in the place where Slaughtering Broken Island, they all call me Destiny Girl." Xiang Ling slowly picked up the tea that Nanfeng Bujing had cooked.As if recalling the old past, the hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.

"What kind of place is Killing Broken Island?" Nanfeng Bujing wanted to know about her past. He would walk out of her world in three days. Maybe these bits and pieces about her were the last things he could have.So I desperately want to talk to her, talk about anything, I just hope that time will stay where it is forever.

Xiang Ling's complexion changed, and he remembered many things he didn't want to think of in the past—"It was a world where the weak preyed on the strong, and the status of women was extremely underground, and they were used to submitting to it."

"You must not be content with the status quo." Nanfeng Bujing said with certainty.

With a chuckle, Xiang Ling covered her mouth: "You seem to know me very well. Indeed, I am not content with the status quo. Unfortunately, with my system, having strong spiritual power is already the limit. If you have internal power, you will..."

"With me by your side, I won't let anyone hurt you." Nanfeng Bujing replied subconsciously, suddenly remembering that she was about to disappear in her world, this promise was a lie that could never be fulfilled. "Sorry, I……."

"It's okay, I don't seem to have seen you make friends with anyone in the past 300 years." Xiang Ling remembered that he had always been alone in the past 300 years, as if he had never seen anyone other than him walk into Liuchu Piaoying.

"I..." For the past 300 years, it seems that I have been busy only for her. Now that I think about it, it seems that no one is really my friend.But—I, Nanfeng Bujing, don't want to believe in that elusive friendship.

Xiang Ling hurriedly changed his mind with other topics: "Killing Broken Island is a world only suitable for men to live in. Ever since my father disappeared and my brother became emperor from a carefree boy, I seldom see him laugh. It's gone." Xiang Ling's face was full of loneliness.

Nanfeng Bujing reached out to hold her little hand, and held it tightly, as if to pass on her strength. Xiang Ling smiled at him, indicating that it was okay, "When I was young, my father always taught me how to learn calligraphy hand in hand. , but at that time, Brother Wang had already fought with more than a dozen masters in the martial arts field. Every evening, I waited for him to come back at the gate of Jianwu Temple, and watched him go from the initial injuries to the unscathed. Wang Brother has always been excellent, he is the marvel of Killing Broken Island! And I always hold him back, this is one of the reasons why I left Killing Broken Island."

"Your family loves you very much." Nanfeng Bujing breathed in her unique fragrance, as if he wanted to engrave this smell in his heart forever.

"Thinking about it now, I'm really self-willed. As an important minister who killed Broken Island, I left my post without permission. Those nagging elders will definitely impeach me. In order to clean up the mess for me, Brother Wang must have a big head. "Recalling the ice-breaking expression on his brother's cold face, Xiang Ling smiled without image.

As if infected with her joy, Nanfeng Bujing also evoked a smile, and looked dotingly at the woman in front of him.

The depression that had been stored in his heart for a long time finally found an outlet to vent. Xiang Ling couldn't explain why he wanted to share the twists and turns in his heart with the man in front of him: "But even though Brother Wang is so kind to me, he still looks down on women in his mind. I can kill the woman of Broken Island—when will I be redeemed? I didn’t know another kind of life until I read Mr. Wedge’s "Araki Saiki". In the past, we always expected others to come Liberating our destiny, but never thinking of creating our own future by ourselves."

Listening quietly to Xiang Ling's words, Nanfeng Bujing didn't want to interrupt it, even though the high spirits she had when she talked about that person were extremely dazzling in his eyes, no matter how difficult it was to face - that was her In the past, if you choose her, you should tolerate everything about her.

"After reading Wedge's book, I knew that he was a man with an amazing talent. He was as dazzling as the sun. During that time, I read all kinds of books desperately, just hoping to talk to him and spend three days with him. After the meeting, in order to continue the maple red covenant, I read all the ancient books of Killing Broken Island without sleep for two months, just to become a woman who can stand beside him. I have done so much, and I have never regretted it, but what really made me What hurts my heart is—he said that the weak water is three thousand, and he didn't drink it for me." Unable to restrain his feelings, Xiang Ling felt tears falling from his eyes for a moment, as if he couldn't stop.A sad arc was drawn across the face, and the drops disappeared in the dust.

Gently embraced Xiang Ling, buried her head in his arms, and let her sob uncontrollably.Master Fengxiu—you made her cry, it is unforgivable!

In Fuyingzhai, Han Yancui paced back and forth anxiously. She has been under house arrest for two days. I don’t know how Xiangling is doing. Did the people from Huozhai Buddhist Prison go to Xiangyueju to harass her? I desperately want to contact the outside world Han Yancui was very anxious.

"Han, are you waiting for me to come back in such a hurry?" Triumph Hou Fu, who had just come back after reaching an agreement with the military governor of Jijing, saw Han Yancui's distraught scene as soon as he came back, with a trademark indifference on his face. Laugh, gentle and harmless.

"It's been a long time since I went back to report on my work." In a hurry, Han Yancui thought of an excuse.

"I don't remember how much you wanted to see your father. After you came out from 'Jiu Ri Han', it seemed that you often violated his majesty."

"He's not my father," Han Yancui said coldly: "He's just the king, and I'm his subject, and a pawn he can abandon at any time." Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Han Yancui looked at the prince of triumph - "How would you know..."

"Do you think I will rest assured to keep my woman in a place where I can't see it?" Hou Kaixuan raised a smile on his face, "In the past 300 years, someone will report to me regularly about your good or bad. Han, you can't escape me palm."

With a chill in her heart, Han Yancui understood what a terrible person she had provoked, and she was already enlightened enough when she sold her soul to this devil. "I didn't expect that the invincible Marquis of Triumph would openly put a weak woman under house arrest." It was a man, and few of them could escape the aggressive method.

Triumph Hou is a man, but unfortunately - he is not an ordinary man.The frightening thing about this man is not only his signature faint smile, but also his bloody and inhuman wrist—and his wisdom comparable to a wedge. "Han, you forgot." The Marquis of Triumph actually smiled, and whispered in her ear like a sympathizer: "I am Marquis of Triumph, besides the king, who else would dare to question my decision?"

At this moment, Han Yancui realized the deep despair of the person who died at his hands at the last moment——

Let's fight~until death!

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