The Legend of Double Dragon of the Tang Dynasty: Wanxuan colleagues

It was night, the sky was filled with thunder, so Wan Wan randomly found an excuse that she was afraid of thunder, and approached Kou Zhong.

Wanwan originally planned to use the Heavenly Demon Voice, and let Kou Zhong identify herself as Li Xiuning, so that he could extract the secret of the formula of longevity from him, but who knew, just when Kou Zhong was about to speak, there was a burst of flute sound. When he started, his Heavenly Demon Voice was broken.

Kou Zhong, who had recovered, recalled his actions just now, and knew that he was rude, so he quickly apologized to Wanwan. In order not to let himself be rude again, Kou Zhong took Wanwan to Xu Ziling's room, and then quickly ran away. He went out, and locked the door by the way.

If Young Master Ling is a gentleman, there should be no problems, Kou Zhong thought of this, patted his hands, and then bounced back to his room.

Inside the house, Xu Ziling shook the door vigorously a few times. After several unsuccessful attempts, Xu Ziling who scolded Kou Zhong in his heart turned around and looked at Wanwan, saying in embarrassment.

"Miss Wanwan, this bed is for you to sleep on, I'll just sleep on the ground," Xu Ziling said as he went to pick up some straw.

"Young Master Ling" Wanwan hadn't finished speaking when a burst of thunder sounded outside the house.

"what!"

Immediately afterwards there was a scream in the room, don't get me wrong, it wasn't us Wanwan who screamed, Wanwan originally wanted to scream, but someone seemed to be one step ahead of her.

Wanwan looked at Xu Ziling, who was lying on the bed, covering his head with a quilt, his legs trembling, suppressed his smile, and walked to Xu Ziling's side.

"Mr. Xu, it's okay, the thunder has stopped." Wanwan patted Xu Ziling's shoulder lightly and said softly.

Hearing Wanwan's words, Xu Ziling moved his head out of the quilt, waved his hands and said helplessly

"Miss Wanwan, you have also seen that you are afraid of thunder, Ziling, I'm afraid I can't help you."

"Mr. Xu, you are really cute," Wan Wan praised with a chuckle.

"Miss Wanwan, don't be sarcastic," Xu Ziling said with a wry smile. He was a man of eight feet, and now he was so scared by a thunderclap that he hid under the quilt, which is simply too shameful.

"Wanwan is telling the truth, Mr. Xu, Wanwan has a request, can Mr. Xu agree?" Wanwan said seriously.

"Miss Wanwan, please tell me," Xu Ziling said politely.

"Master, son's call, it seems that we are divided, if not, Wanwan calls you son, Ziling is good." Wanwan said, and quickly moved to Xu Ziling.

"Wan...Miss Wanwan, you can do what you say." Xu Ziling looked at Wanwan's pretty face so close, his heart beat rapidly uncontrollably, and his body became a little hot and unbearable.

"Ziling, Ziling, your name sounds really nice!" Wanwan looked at Xu Ziling whose eyes had become blurred, further intensified her offensive, and said charmingly.

In Xu Ziling's eyes, Wanwan's mouth was getting closer and closer to his mouth. Suddenly, Xu Ziling turned around abruptly.

Just when Wanwan was extremely puzzled, Xu Ziling started to recite the poem.

What a fool, Wanwan complained inwardly.

Xu Ziling was still reciting his poem, Wanwan shook her head helplessly, and walked up to Xu Ziling again.

"It turns out that Ziling met someone he likes, and he likes to recite poems." After Wanwan finished speaking, her lips approached Xu Ziling again, and gradually, their mouths moved closer and closer.

Five centimeters, three centimeters, two centimeters, just when the two were about to kiss each other, there was a sound of flute, Xu Ziling suddenly woke up, and pushed Wanwan away.

Immediately afterwards, he saw a white dress passing by from the window, so he hurriedly pointed out the window and said, "Girl Wanwan, did you see that white, white things floated past just now?"

"Zi Ling, it's getting late, let's go to bed earlier." After a flutter of noise, Wanwan also lost the nature of asking for news, and Xu Ziling pushed her away just like that, she was full of anger, I don't feel good about it.

"Oh." Xu Ziling scratched his head in embarrassment, watched Wan Wan fall asleep on the bed, and then walked to the haystack on his own.

Damn, what was he doing just now, Xu Ziling lay on the haystack tossing and turning, thinking about what happened just now, when did he lose self-control, thinking about it, gradually fell asleep.

"Ziling, water" Early in the morning, Wanwan brought Xu Ziling a basin of hot water.

"Oh...thank you, thank you" Xu Ziling took the hot water and stammered, while Kou Zhong beside him had already petrified.

"It's okay, by the way, Ziling, breakfast is ready, go over and eat after you wash up." After speaking, Wanwan bowed to the two of them, and then left.

"Ziling, breakfast is ready!" After Wanwan walked away, Kou Zhong pushed Xu Ziling with his arm, pretending to learn.

"Don't make trouble, be serious." Xu Ziling wiped his face, then put down the basin, and continued, "I just feel a little strange that I almost crossed the line yesterday."

"What, so you also have this feeling," Kou Zhong subconsciously said after hearing Xu Ziling's words.

"Why, you also have this strange feeling?" Xu Ziling felt strange when he heard Kou Zhong's words, so he couldn't help asking.

"Yeah..." Kou Zhong nodded, and continued, "Do you know? Yesterday I thought Miss Wan Wan was Xiu Ning. If it wasn't for a strange voice, I'm afraid you, Young Master Zhong, would lose my chastity."

"Just you! Are you chaste?" Xu Ziling said contemptuously.

"I don't have any more, my chastity is reserved for Xiuning, okay?" Kou Zhong argued.

"Okay, okay, just continue with your daydreams." Xu Ziling shook his head helplessly.

"But why did we all have this feeling last night?" Xu Ziling thought, the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"Master Ling, tell me, could there be ghosts in this ruined temple?" Kou Zhong couldn't help but speculate after hearing Xu Ziling's words.

"It's a bright day, you're the only one who likes to think wildly," Xu Ziling said, gave Kou Zhong a blank look, and then left straight away.

"Hey, wait for me." Seeing this, Kou Zhong hastily followed.

At this time, Wanwan was sitting on a rock far away from Ssangyong, talking with her junior sister Meilan.

"Senior Sister, Mei Lan did a search according to what you said, and there are about twenty people in Cihang Jingzhai who are about the same age as Senior Sister." Mei Dan respectfully reported her investigation results to Wan Wan.

"Twenty or so?" Wan Wan frowned upon hearing Mei Lan's words. This is going to be troublesome, so how would she find out the little girl at that time.

"But Senior Sister, don't worry. Among them, there is no martial arts comparable to your Senior Sister." When Meilan received the mission from Wanwan, she thought that Wanwan was going to deal with Cihang Jingzhai, so she listened to Wanwan. Her tone was a little disappointed, so she thought that Wanwan was worried that Cihang Jingzhai had a large number of talents, and whether the Yingui Sect would lose to it, so she comforted her.

"Are you doing something?" Wan Wan stared at Mei Lan and asked.

"Senior Sister, don't worry, Meilan is very careful, but just tried it out." Meidan was a little scared by Wanwan's stare, and hurriedly explained.

After listening to Meilan's words, Wanwan felt relieved. Since Meilan said it was a test, no one would be injured or injured. It's just a little strange. The little girl's skills were clearly comparable to hers back then, but now, how can she be mediocre? The generation of inaction.

So Wanwan couldn't help asking, "If they hide it intentionally, how can you be sure that there is really no one among them who can match me?"

"Senior sister, you have always practiced in closed doors with your master, so you don't know much about this world. This Cihang Jingzhai has a very high status in the Jianghu. He is the leader of the White Dao. All decent people in the Jianghu respect his orders. People in Cihang don't bother to do things, so no one would hide their martial arts, and among the twenty or so people, there are indeed quite a few people who are above average in martial arts, but there are indeed very few who can rival you, Senior Sister " Mei Lan explained.

"It's not that he's a person who can't be flexible, why bother to pretend to be upright?" Wanwan couldn't help complaining after listening to Mei Lan's words.

"Senior Sister is right," Mei Lan agreed.

"By the way, Senior Sister, has Senior Concubine Xuan been in trouble for Senior Sister recently?" Mei Lan looked around and asked.

"Concubine Shixuan?" Wanwan asked, did she know Concubine Shixuan?

"The woman from Cihang Jingzhai, I have heard from Meidan that you have fought against her, Senior Sister," Meilan explained.

"Master Feixuan? Feixuan, so that's her name, but this name is very similar to her." Wanwan read Shi Feixuan's name, and suddenly a woman's elegant figure appeared in her mind, dressed in white clothes. Snow, it really resembles the saying that hibiscus comes out of clear water, and it is naturally carved.

"Master Concubine Xuan is the next generation successor of Cihang Jingzhai. According to legend, she has won the true biography of Fan Qinghui, the current owner of Cihang Jingzhai, so she can be said to be the only person who can rival you, Senior Sister. If Senior Sister meets you She needs to be more careful," Mei Lan reminded.

Martial arts are similar to her own, and since the sect leader likes her so much, she must be very talented, Wan Wan thought about it, and seemed to have thought of something, could it be?

"By the way, how old is she now?" Wanwan asked eagerly.

"It should be the twenties," Mei Dan thought for a moment and replied.

"Double Ten, two years older than me, isn't she?" Wan Wan whispered, with some disappointment in her tone that she didn't even realize.

Although Concubine Shixuan said that Wanwan was two years older, when Wanwan first met Concubine Shixuan, they were the same height, so Wanwan subconsciously classified Concubine Shixuan as her peer, so she ordered Meilan When I went to Cihang Jingzhai to investigate, the emphasis was on being similar in age. Now that Shi Feixuan is older than her, Wanwan thought that Shi Feixuan was the seedling that the little girl guessed, and she immediately strangled her to death.

Could it be that the past is really in the past, and she will never be able to find her again, Wanwan feels a little melancholy when she thinks about this.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister" Mei Lan saw that Wanwan was a little lost, so she called Wanwan several times.

"Huh?" Wanwan recovered.

"Senior Sister, you seem to be in a bad mood, are you alright?" Mei Lan asked with concern.

"It's nothing, you can help Meidan make lunch first, come and call me when it's done, remember to cook according to Xu Ziling's taste, and tell Meidan that the dishes this morning are a little plain." Wan Wan asked.

"Yes" Mei Lan took the order and left quickly.

Seeing that Mei Lan had gone far away, Wanwan took out a light red cloth bag from her bosom, opened the cloth bag carefully, and a sapphire-colored flute appeared in front of Wanwan's eyes. Looking at the flute , I do not know how to add a trace of sentimentality.

Over the years, she worked hard to practice martial arts with her master in order to be able to leave as soon as possible, and then find the little girl she met when she was a child. Although she didn't know why she wanted to find that girl, she always had a word in her heart, that is You must find her, and everything will be clear when you find her.

But now, without the slightest clue, where should I start?

Thinking, thinking, Wanwan gradually closed her eyes.

Wanwan gradually calmed down as the breeze brushed her cheeks.

Wrapping the flute ears again and putting them back in her arms, Wanwan immediately got up and walked away quickly.

She didn't believe it yet, she couldn't find the little girl or anything.