Jinghong Youlong [Comprehensive + Sword Three]

Lu Yan'er bit her lower lip, her brows furrowed unconsciously.

That's right... The Western Regions are thousands of miles away from the south of the Yangtze River. Her body, which is used to the desert wind and sand, is quite uncomfortable in the continuous drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, but she still came here.What are you doing here?Watching Uncle Qi, who has been in love with him for five years, marry the girl next to him?

Over the years, she has been diligently handling the religious affairs with her father, only to strengthen the Holy Cult, and then return to Middle Earth...to spread the name of the Holy Cult, to spread the fire of the Holy Cult...As a saint in the Church, Of course she knew that these were important, and read every sentence devoutly, but for a little girl who was only a teenager, it was never these great principles that could really make the heavy and complicated educational affairs interesting and relaxing. It is the indescribable girlish heart.

Uncle Wei Qi was a dream that she kept in her heart when she first fell in love. God knows how sad she was when she heard her father say that he was going to get married soon. People went south to congratulate him.

Of course, as a saint, she already knows how to play tricks—in addition to congratulating Uncle Wei Qi, she can also take someone to check the specific situation in the Central Plains. Prepare in advance for Mingjiao's return to Middle Earth.

She knew her father would say yes.Because after five years of recuperation, Mingjiao has recovered most of its vitality, and there is only one chance to regain its standing at the peak of the Central Plains martial arts.

Sure enough, my father agreed after thinking for a while, and even thought that she was still thinking about Uncle Seven's life-saving grace back then, and praised her for his gratitude.

However, the joy of seeing Uncle Qi was soon extinguished—except for the dress of Uncle Wei Qi's wife's house where Zhang Hong was injured, and Uncle Qi... didn't recognize her at all.

Back then, she was protected by Uncle Qi, broke through the siege all the way, escorted from Chang'an to the Western Regions, and took this young and steady young man into his heart, but Uncle Wei didn't take her seriously at all. The little girl who is now a Mingjiao saintess just nodded her head approvingly, and said with a hearty smile, "I told you, you little girl will definitely be able to make great achievements in the face of swords, lights and swords without even shedding a tear. Really ha!"

——But I didn't shed a single tear, because Uncle Wei Qi is protecting me!I don't want to hold you back, I don't want you to worry, I want you to look at me!Just like... I look at you, look at me!

Lu Yan'er remembered that she answered like this in her heart at the time, but in the end she didn't say anything. After returning to the guest room, she dismissed the guards and cried loudly alone...

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly felt a soft touch rubbing against the corners of her eyes. She raised her head, and this Tang Sect disciple who appeared out of nowhere had just removed her hands from the corners of her eyes.

Lu Yan'er took advantage of the situation to look over, under the bright moonlight, there was a drop of crystal water on her white and slender fingertips.

Sucking the tears from his fingertips back to his lips, Tang Jinghong frowned slightly: "It's bitter."

This action was too ambiguous, Lu Yaner's face turned red, and she was about to step back subconsciously, but her waist was still tightly restrained, and she couldn't take half a step back, so she had to maintain this posture, pretending to be relaxed: "Tears It should be bitter, otherwise, would it be sweet?"

Tang Jinghong looked directly into her eyes: "Who made you sad?"

"Ah?" Lu Yan'er blinked—this unnamed disciple of the Tang Sect, don't people from the Central Plains pay attention to reserve, isn't your statement a little too much?

Seeing that Lu Yan'er was at a loss, Tang Jinghong stretched out his hand again and pressed it between her eyebrows.

Lu Yan'er still couldn't dodge, and then felt the delicate and soft fingertips gliding across her eyebrows—but they were smoothing out her wrinkles, and then she heard the other party ask: "Or... Who are you sad for? "

Wei Qiwu's hearty smile broke into his mind again.Lu Yan'er could not help but lower her head.

Tang Jinghong raised her chin again: "Such a beautiful girl, who would be willing to make you sad? Such a person, why should you be sad for him?"

"No. Seventh Uncle, he's fine..." Lu Yan'er subconsciously defended Wei Qiwu, and halfway through speaking, she suddenly recovered and covered her lips again.

"Seventh Uncle?" Tang Jinghong repeated it, and said firmly, "Oh, this Seventh Uncle is someone you like."

Lu Yan'er remained silent.

Tang Jinghong looked around, put on the appearance of a famous detective, and said in a serious manner: "Uncle Qi. This means that the person you like has Qi in his name, or is ranked seventh—oh~ the look in your eyes Tell me it's the latter. There are not many children in this Jianghu family who can be ranked seventh. Well, you just stood here looking in that direction... Wait, the person you like is Wei Qi, right?"

Lu Yan'er opened her mouth to deny it, but then she thought about it, she liked Wei Qiwu for five years, but until he got married today, no one else knew about it except herself, and it probably won't happen in the future. Someone will know... Maybe it's the clear moonlight that is just like the desert, maybe it's the other party's attitude, or maybe it's because of her heartbreak, it's the first time that Lu Yan'er has the urge to talk about her secret love that ended without a cause.

She was silent for a while, and said, "Let me go, I... will tell you a story."

"What a touching story."

After listening, Tang Jinghong said without sincerity.

I don't know if she poured out this feeling, but Lu Yan'er's expression became a lot more relaxed. Hearing this, she gave Tang Jinghong a blank look: "What a perfunctory listener."

Tang Jinghong couldn't help laughing because of the white eyes, raised his hand to ruffle Lu Yan'er's hair, and said frankly: "Probably because your story is boring to me."

boring?The smile on Lu Yan'er's lips was a bit bitter—it's no wonder Uncle Qi didn't remember me, this experience was just boring in the eyes of others... But there were so many thrilling life-and-death experiences...

Tang Jinghong didn't seem to see her expression, and nodded to himself: "It's just boring——for you, the Guangming Temple change is the shadow of a sword, blood and fire, a humiliation that can never be washed away, and a careless move." The dangerous encirclement and suppression without a place to die... But for us, it is a victory worthy of revelry - Tangjiabao took the opportunity to destroy many Mingjiao sub-helms near the Shu area, and wiped out Fenghua Valley the disgrace of the war."

"..." Lu Yan'er was speechless - so her own life and death were at stake, and she couldn't arouse the other party's sympathy at all.

"But..." Tang Jinghong looked up at the moon, and said, "It's normal for you to have such feelings for Wei Qi under such circumstances, after all, at that time your life was closely connected with him ...Did you know that when the relationship is deep enough, you can depend on each other for life and death, and entrust you to life and death."

Lu Yan'er shook her head—Originally, the Mingjiao saintesses were even forbidden to be emotional. This prohibition was abolished thanks to her defected villain Gu Yijie. She couldn't help but count her feelings. How could anyone tell her about it? This emotional thing.

You're right if you haven't heard of it.I was talking nonsense.Tang Jinghong thought to himself, but his face was still serious: "So you see, as soon as you saw Wei Qiwu, you put your life and death in his hands, so this gave you an illusion that your feelings for him , has reached the point where he can be entrusted with life and death, you should naturally like him very much."

"So you're saying that I don't like him at all?" Lu Yan'er quickly grasped the point, and quickly retorted: "No, I like him, otherwise I wouldn't have read him for so long and worked hard for him Do what a saint should do, even my father said that my growth surprised him."

"You just treat him as an idol." Tang Jinghong continued to analyze to her: "He suddenly appeared in your life, and he turned the tide and escorted you and your congregation out of danger. You take him as your goal, constantly enrich yourself, and look forward to becoming someone like him—at least you can’t let him down. To be honest, I also have such a person in my heart, that is, the old sect master of Tangjiabao—— It's not the former sect master, but Grandpa Tang Jian. He adopted me back then and taught me a lot. I tried my best to be the person who would not let him down, so I became who I am now... This can't be just admiration, right?"

Lu Yan'er was thoughtful.

Tang Jinghong continued his efforts: "If you really liked him, you should have pestered him back then and wouldn't let him go. Even if he left, you would be so mad that you would even give up your noble status as a saint and come to the Central Plains to look for him. idea."

Lu Yan'er opened her eyes wide.She wanted to see Uncle Wei Qi, but she never thought of disregarding her teaching duties, so didn't she like it?

"But, when facing Seventh Uncle, I would blush and my heart beat... The sisters in the teaching said that this is liking."

"Blushing and heartbeating?" Tang Jinghong snorted coldly, then suddenly grabbed Lu Yan'er's wrist, and pulled it into his arms violently—the tips of the noses touched each other, and if there was another point, their faces would be stuck together .

For the first time, the Tang Sect disciple who was so beautiful and flamboyantly suppressed the smile on his lips, and just looked at her steadfastly, his dark eyes were almost deep.

"Puff-puff--"

His heartbeat quickened suddenly, and his cheeks were also stained crimson.

Tang Jinghong raised the corner of his mouth again: "Is that so?"

Lu Yan'er immediately broke away from Tang Jinghong, sat back to a distance, and said in a muffled voice, "You won."

"Little girl." Tang Jinghong patted her forehead: "Don't think about such love affairs. Mingjiao has developed well recently-remember not to challenge the authority of His Majesty the Emperor, nor to oppose the entire Jianghu , the Central Plains martial arts in full bloom look forward to your return."

——Then ask your father, Lu Weifang, to burn incense and kowtow to my parents, okay?

At the beginning, Mingjiao severely damaged Tangmen in Fenghua Valley, but Tangmen also destroyed many Mingjiao sub-rudders in the incident of Guangming Temple. It really doesn’t matter who owes anyone, but someone who can speak out as impartially as this disciple of Tangmen does not not much.

This is why Lu Yan'er has a very good impression of Tang Jinghong from the bottom of her heart.