Jinghong Youlong [Comprehensive + Sword Three]

After teleporting back, Tang Jinghong closed his eyes for a long time.

This time she stayed in the dungeon world for too long, even though the system blurred the memory of the experience, she still felt a little tired.

Especially - once the memory was processed, the negative emotions that she had already adjusted came back again.

Fortunately, it has been resolved once, but it is no longer as uncomfortable as before entering the instance.

Just a little tired after all.

Tang Jinghong thought that there was nothing wrong with her anyway, and no one around her would disturb her to wake her up early, so she simply indulged herself, ignoring the sunny daylight outside, and wantonly immersed in sweet dreams.

When Tang Jinghong woke up again, the bright sunlight outside had dissipated, the dusk was gathering, and this low village house was also in darkness.

This time she fell into a deep sleep, in a daze, as if she had been dreaming about something.Except for the content about the dungeon world at the beginning, after that, it is basically the real world - Tangjiabao's six years of experience, the nearly one year of going out, vaguely... It seems that there is still a dream A memory she doesn't remember?Tang Jinghong pressed his temples, stood up, closed his eyes and recalled the last scene in the dream—a small, sweet man with a bun face, always carrying a medicine basket, carrying a The little girl with the fragrance of medicine, the silly but very soft-hearted and gloomy and indifferent little Zhengtai, and the old, low-key but very warm whispering "Little Jinghong"...

Some names that could faintly correspond to these people were ready to come out in her mind, but before she could think of the names one by one, she suddenly heard another familiar and eerie voice: "Oh, little guy, wake up!" ?”

Tang Jinghong suddenly became vigilant, grabbed the thousand receivers beside him, and at the same time looked up——

The window was wide open, and a tall white figure squatted on the window frame. The dim yellow sunset coated his body with a layer of golden yellow. It should be a bright and warm color, but the mask on his face completely destroyed this feeling. .The already weird pattern is distorted in the setting sun, which is full of weirdness.

Tang Jinghong's face darkened, and he squeezed the hand holding the thousand receiver: "No name?!"

— When and how did this guy come here? !

"Little guy still remembers me." Old Wuming said in a very cheerful tone. He jumped out of the window, walked over slowly while looking around, and said familiarly: "Where is the other little guy who was with you? You really drove him away." ?”

When he was about two meters away from Tang Jinghong, he suddenly stopped, and then turned his head - the life-chasing arrow brushed past his cheek, and the powerful force almost knocked off his visor.

"You little brat—" Wuming shook his head, straightened his frontal armor, and said with some helplessness: "Didn't you say you have a good temper, and you can do whatever you want—I'm here this time to find you."

Tang Jinghong, who was fully on guard, was taken aback: "What's the matter?"

Wuming suddenly stepped in front of her with two steps, held down the receiver she was about to lift with one hand, bent slightly, and approached her, with a pair of sharp eyes looking at her through the two holes in the visor: "Are you interested?" Join Yinyuanhui—become the next Wuming?"

Tang Jinghong's pupils shrank.

At the same time, the Five Poisons Sect in Miaojiang

Alley, a group of confidants and the loyal followers left by Mo Shaluo protected Qu Yun and retreated to the Zhurong Palace of the Five Poison Sect.

There was a loud shout of killing outside. From time to time, wounded disciples were sent in. Immediately, disciples who stayed in the hall and were good at healing Gu went to treat them. Everyone looked sad, and everyone knew—there were more wounded. The disciples failed to bring them back, and what happened to them...

Because of the conflict between the five-poison mental method and the seven-xiu mental method, Qu Yun's face is cold and serious. Although she looks like a girl five feet tall, even though she is only a young girl in her 20s, she has experienced so much, and she has raised her heart a long time ago. Show a coercive power.

The rebel army led by Wumenggui was fierce, and it seemed that they could break through the outer defenses of Zhurong Palace in just a moment. Qu Yun was still able to maintain his composure, calmly commanding the flustered disciples of the Five Poisons around them to do what they should do.

After ordering a few words, Qu Yun turned his head and saw a disciple who couldn't blow the bug flute to summon Gu worms because of nervousness. He gently raised his hand to push the people away. Be the first to be by your side and heal your wounds yourself.

The wounded disciple's condition gradually improved, and he was sent to the hall to take care of him properly. Qu Yun then got up—maybe because she had been kneeling for a long time, her blood was not flowing smoothly, she swayed, and then she was hugged by a warm Hold on to the palm of your hand, and a pleasant voice also rang in your ears: "Senior Sister, be careful."

Qu Yun raised his head, just in time to see the boy's side face - the lines that haven't reached the crown are a little immature, but like her, he has suffered a lot during these days, and now his lips are tightly pursed, forming a stern arc The twin swords in his hands were supposed to be mostly used for viewing by the Slender West Lake, but now they have become sharp weapons for murder. The ice-blue sword tassels are almost stained crimson by human blood, and the blades hum. He stared, as if yearning for more blood.

This appearance is hardly reminiscent of the gentle and melancholy young man by the Slender West Lake in the past, who was good at sword dancing.

As if noticing Qu Yun's gaze, the young man lowered his head slightly.

Qu Yun opened his eyes slightly—the boy's fair and soft cheeks were stained with a large bloodstain.She almost subconsciously took out a veil and reached out to wipe it off for him, but her shrunken body was too short, and she couldn't even reach it on tiptoe.

Qu Yun muttered unwillingly: "Ah Liang, have you grown taller recently..."

Sun Feiliang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly chuckled——

The corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, and the cold and harsh lines instantly softened, as if the bloodthirsty hostility had been shaken off, leaving only the rustling breeze and bright moon.

Qu Yun was stunned, thinking that the other party was laughing at his tiptoe movement, and when he was about to get annoyed, Sun Feiliang suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of her, staring at her with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, and said: "... Senior sister, you once said, Only when Ah Liang grows taller can he protect you—now, can Ah Liang protect you?"

Qu Yun is not a real loli, she understands the affection in Sun Feiliang's eyes, but——

Avoiding Sun Feiliang's eyes, Qu Yun wiped off the blood on his cheeks, then raised his head to look at the sky outside, patted Feiliang's head, and said slowly: "Ah Liang, the chances of victory in this battle are slim. I, a disciple of the Five Poison Sect, should leave as soon as possible—live well and avenge me in the future."

Sun Feiliang looked into her eyes stubbornly: "Senior sister, I don't believe you don't know what I mean—"

Qu Yun suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The sound of fighting, burning, and even the sound of houses collapsing can be heard endlessly, but the clear voice of the young man is especially clear in this noisy night——

"Senior Sister, I like you! I have always, most, most loved Senior Sister..."

After Sun Feiliang finished speaking, he suddenly hugged Qu Yun into his arms.

——Ah Liang likes Senior Sister Qu the most!

--Yeah?That senior sister also likes Ah Liang the most!

——Do you like him more than Brother Ye?

——You, you... Ah Liang, who taught you to say these words?

——… Senior sister qaq is lying!What's so good about Ye Er, why do you like him the most and not Ah Liang?Isn't Ah Liang not as good-looking as him?Or is Ah Liang not as well-behaved and obedient as him?Whoa whoa whoa, I don't care if I don't listen, I want Senior Sister Qu to like me the most!

——…Ah, don’t cry, Ah Liang, the senior sister will take you to eat delicious food, and I have never taken Ah Hui to eat delicious food.

——Hi...didn't bring, hiccup...didn't take Ye Er to eat...hip?

—Pfft~ Junior brother, you are still a child

Today's Qu Yun is small and short, and Sun Feiliang hugged her in such a way that he almost hugged her in his arms and hugged her neck.

When the wind blows, the hair of the two people is curled up and entangled together, and when the wind stops, it spreads out again.

Qu Yun let Sun Feiliang hold him, his heart was in a mess, with mixed feelings.

After a long while, Qu Yun asked with difficulty: "...Even if I am the leader of the Five Poison Sect, even if I am now--I already look like this ghost?"

Sun Feiliang said firmly: "I like Senior Sister, no matter who Senior Sister is or what she looks like, I only like you—Ayun~"

The elegant man raised in the water town of the south of the Yangtze River has a long ending intentionally or unintentionally. It is an extremely affectionate love story, but he winds it into a lingering meaning.

Qu Yun's heart skipped a beat, but he pushed Sun Feiliang away forcefully: "But I don't like you—I didn't like you before, and I don't now! You'd better go back quickly, don't forget...revenge me."

After finishing speaking, she straightened her back and went straight to the fierce battle outside the palace without looking back.

Sun Feiliang looked at the petite and determined back, the corners of his eyes rolled down, but the corners of his mouth tried to maintain the upward curve, then turned around, and went to Zhurong Hall, which was opposite to Qu Yun.

——Silly junior brother, maybe senior sister will like you in the future, but senior sister seems to have...no future...

——Young Master Tang Wu, you see, there are times when I am not cowardly.

The war is far more cruel than imagined.

Qu Yun became more and more expressionless, and even his orders gradually decreased-the battle situation has become clearer and clearer, there is no need for orders at all, they just need to take their lives, and postpone the time when Zhurong Hall is breached.

Qu Yun's palms were covered with cold sweat, she couldn't help but glanced around, and her heart skipped a beat—Airi isn't there?

I asked the disciples of the Five Poisons, and only a few of them had seen Elder Alley enter Zhurong Hall.

Qu Yun became more and more uneasy, and at this moment, there was a sudden commotion ahead.

Before anyone went to investigate the situation, the disciples who were defending against Wumenggui's rebels first reported back: "Master, a group of people suddenly came up ahead and fought with the rebels. Look at the other party's clothes...it seems to be Tang Sect disciple?"

Just as Qu Yun was worrying about whether the Tang Sect was here to take advantage of the fire, he heard a familiar voice from the tree in front of him, with some teasing meaning: "Hey, Miss Zhaoxiu——I haven't seen you for a few months, why are you getting better and better?" It's short...it's so barren and ugly. Well, it's cute when you look closely, but it's not as cute as my little brother."

Qu Yun raised his eyelids—who is the second young master from the Tang Sect squatting on the branch of the big tree in front?

Qu Yun was about to ask him what he was doing here, but before he could ask, he heard the second young master chattering on his own: "Yes, this young master is here to help you. After all, you have a little friendship with my junior brother. If you let him know that you are here There was an accident next door to Tangjiabao, and maybe I don’t even want to come back—by the way, I heard that it was Elder Zuo who rebelled? Then there should be Elder Right? Oh, you hurry up and let Elder Right deal with him, you Five Poisons Sect! Why do you like to fight with bugs so much... Tsk tsk tsk, it makes you panic when you look at it—oh Zhaoxiu, where are you going, don't go!"

Hearing Tang Wule mention Ailee, Qu Yun's uneasiness became more and more intense, and he immediately ran back to Zhurong Hall - pushing open the heavy gate, just in time to see Sun Feiliang with his eyes slightly closed, walking towards the Ten Thousand Gu Blood Pool with a smile on his face.

Qu Yun's mind suddenly flashed through the ancient method of refining corpses that Alley once told him, but he sneered at it. Seeing this scene, why don't you understand?Immediately, his eyes were about to burst, and he shouted loudly: "No——Ah Liang!"

Sun Feiliang was infested with a Gu, and temporarily lost consciousness at this time, but when he heard Qu Yun's voice, his steps still paused slightly, and then he still walked forward without hesitation—three steps, two steps, one...

Qu Yun's face was ashes, and he fell to the ground.

A silver chain brushed past the ear, like a spirit snake, it flew towards Feiliang.