Yang Shu Mei Ying

Jun Shuying's martial arts are becoming more and more sophisticated, Chu Feiyang really said that he can teach each other. The shadow of Jun Shu is always faint, but the enthusiasm in his eyes cannot be hidden. Chu Feiyang felt that when Jun Shuying saw him recently, his eyes almost shone, and he wanted to know that in his eyes, he probably saw a martial arts secret book that would move. Although a little frustrated, there is no way.

The weather is getting colder and I have lived here for almost four months. Jun Shuying's internal force is even higher than before, and his heart is naturally invigorating. Chu Feiyang knew that he must have other plans, but he was always indifferent. Chu Feiyang couldn't guess Jun Shuying's mind, so he could only be careful.

When Chu Feiyang was looking for his free time, he always tried to drag Jun Shuying to the street city or the woods and mountains. He wanted to slowly resolve the suffocation in his heart, but with little effect.

As the year approaches, Chu Feiyang talks to Jun Shuying about the New Year. Jun Shuying only responded lightly, and did not intend to leave. Chu Feiyang began to buy New Year's goods. The first thing he bought was dozens of jars of old wine. When the seal was opened, the room was full of fragrance.

As long as Jun Shuying gets Chu Feiyang a few words of martial arts every day, he will never see anything else. Chu Feiyang shook his head and sighed. He was a handsome and lively living man in Yushu's wind. He couldn't compare with a few words. He would not wait to teach him for the next time. But every time Jun Shuying walked up to him, faintly indicating that the previous teachings had been fused, Chu Feiyang always racked his brains to think of the most delicate mind, just for the moment of the closeness and harmony of Jun Shuying Sincerely admire. When Jun Shuying listened to what he wanted to hear and then left, when the No. 1 heroes today can only hold the altar wine to the room and blame themselves.

It was the day of the lunar month, the wind was cold, and a snow came down, covered with silver makeup everywhere. In the courtyard, a few plums bloomed, and the branches were spreading clusters of yellow, full of fragrance. When Chu Feiyang stepped on the snow to Jun Shuying's studio, he was sitting by the window with his eyes closed and meditating, and his goose yellow winter shirt lined his eyebrows a little.

Chu Feiyang sat next to Jun Shuying with a smile and didn't bother him. Jun Shuying opened his eyes and glanced at him, and asked in amazement: "I have eaten"

"... No."

"That's exactly what you said yesterday ..."

"Jun Shuying, you can only think of martial arts and eating when you see me" Chu Feiyang interrupted him dissatisfied.

Jun Shuying raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why dare to ask the heroes Chu?"

"... forget it." Chu Feiyang sighed, sat upright, and began to express himself cheerfully: "I got the news that there is a rich town hundreds of miles away from here, and it might be robbed by a gang of robbers years ago."

"... You are very happy," Jun Shuying looked at him suspiciously.

"That is of course." Chu Feiyang stretched out his five fingers and shook, a sound of crisp bone movements, "This time it was too long. It was easy to run into it with a short eye, how could you miss the opportunity and you and me go with."

When Jun Shuying heard Chu Feiyang say this, he felt anxious, and he couldn't remember how long he hadn't killed him.

"Okay! I'll go with you!" Yan laughed at the Junshu Film Festival.

The two said that they would just leave and leave immediately. A horse, a pot of wine, a sword, all gone.

When Chu Feiyang and Jun Shuying arrived in the small town, there was still a lively scene of peace. The two settled in one of the largest inns in town.

The little boy at the inn louver was very curious about the sword in the hands of the two, and was not afraid of being born, sticking in front of and behind. Jun Shuying has always been indifferent, but Chu Feiyang likes the little boy so much that he follows him every day. The little boy said he wanted to learn martial arts, and Chu Feiyang read some tips for him to let him remember. Naturally, the little boy didn't understand a word, so if he remembered it, he would unknowingly remember it. Jun Shuying heard it really. The simple words were the most precious thing that many people on the rivers and lakes had dreamed of but might even want to die. Chu Feiyang just taught a child in the countryside casually.

"Sometimes this is a great hero." Chu Feiyang touched the little boy's head and smiled at Jun Shuying. "In fact, I learned these skills when I was a kid."

"... Can you be more arrogant?" Jun Shuying sighed. Chu Feiyang laughed, and raised the little boy who heard the fog high above his head.