Thank you very much for the reward of red roses and white roses!

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Zhong Zhen took out a painting from the treasure bag, "I painted it when I was twelve or thirteen years old, and I painted it with memory, and I never thought that I would meet you again one day." At that time, I thought to myself, if you are a cultivator, you must be like this. ”

Zhu Ziling was surprised inexplicably, "You used to ...... Just painted me. ”

The figure in the painting is holding a long sword, wearing a long shirt with arrow sleeves, looking younger than now, not very similar, with his head held high, heroic, with a lot of ambition. Judging from the age of the paper, the age of the ink, and the slightly immature brushwork, this is indeed an old painting.

Zhong Zhen took out another painting, "This was painted later." ”

In the painting, the person is holding a long knife in his hand, wearing gold armor, like a god, with a proud smile on his face, as if no one cares about it.

"There's also a painting." She took out one last, "Remember that snowy winter night, you...... You gave me a Blood Fox cloak. I...... I said something stupid incoherently, you may not remember, I said what to do if you burn your clothes in a cannon fight, and you can't find a tailor to repair it. This painting was secretly painted after that night. ”

The man in the painting seems a little melancholy, as if he is full of thoughts, and there is an indescribable loneliness. At this time, the brushwork has been very skillful, and has the artistic conception of a great painter.

Zhu Ziling was extremely shocked, and his heart was moved.

It turned out that what she said was true, and she had put herself in her heart since she was twelve or thirteen years old. Even if he was not a prince and grandson at that time, and he was a county magistrate in Yunzhi County, he couldn't imagine that this girl would not forget even if she started to practice.

"You...... How could it be that when I was a child? Zhu Ziling muttered to himself, he looked up at Zhong Zhen, "You have been thinking about me for so many years?" Why is it never mentioned, not even revealed, why, why? ”

He had too many questions. There was also too much shaking. Over the years, there have always been women around me who have shown their goodwill, whether it is the medical staff in the army or the women of those who are from a family of cultivators. The lady of the sky of the gate faction.

Zhong Zhen smiled bitterly, "If you're just a county magistrate, or an ordinary cultivator...... With my thick skin, I will one day risk being laughed at by you, and give a slight gesture. But you're not an ordinary person. And I'm just a very ordinary person, so I can only be silently behind you, and I can't let you see my mind and use my own way to be born and die for you. ”

In fact, the first painting was made by her in the Flower Pavilion, and it was hung in the shop to sell eight spirit crystals.

The second portrait in gold armor was indeed made because of some small reverie.

As for the third painting, it was made by Zhong Zhen in order to figure out how to play the person "Murong Gongzi" in a brilliant and careful way.

What kind of woman does Zhu Ziling like? Zhong Zhen doesn't know. But he must be even lonelier than Cheng Congbi.

What a lonely person needs most is a woman who will always pay for him behind his back, so she has to play such a woman.

Zhong Zhen seemed to feel that she was being held hostage by Man'er, with a dagger around her neck, waiting for the final decision of the knife wielder.

Zhu Ziling didn't have much time to think about this matter clearly, and the forty people were still waiting. The follow-up plan continued, but he couldn't do it anyway.

Kill a woman who is so affectionate and has been waiting silently under her hands that you can't do it!

"Whether I succeed or fail, you ...... You don't go too far. Can you promise me? Zhu Ziling suppressed his chaotic heart and asked.

"Master Zhu, I don't know where I'm going. What do you say is at the end of the vast sea, if you climb over the snowy mountains, will there be a different world over there? I have no father or mother in my life. The only maternal grandmother has passed away. You and I may be able to meet again, maybe we will never see each other again in this life, at this time we cherish each other, I only hope that your life will not be like that in the last painting, even if you are gone, it is not reassuring. ”

Zhu Ziling is unspeakably gloomy, there must be a gain and a loss. This kind of thing is not suitable for him, not so much because he loves Zhong Zhen, but because he is moved by her subtle affection.

He shook his head, "Let's go, you take the three of them and leave, Dugu Mingzhu and Dong Huanke can be placed in the mining barracks." As for you and the one called lame, go wherever you want and don't come back. ”

Zhong Zhen stretched out her hand to wipe her tears, revealing a smile that was more ugly than crying, "I promise you that I will never come back." ”

The long sword was suddenly raised and flew upward, less than five zhang away from the late stage of soul refining that took the lead, and Zhu Ziling made a gesture. Then he activated his sword again and changed direction, and flew away rapidly, getting farther and farther away from the men until he was nowhere to be seen.

Why did he fly away again, Zhong Zhen was terrified, he changed his mind, or did he want to kill himself?

At this time, it is too high from the ground, and if you jump down, you will definitely fall to your death, and before you fall to the ground, you will be intercepted by Zhu Ziling from mid-air.

Just when she was nervous, suddenly her body was tightly embraced by someone, and an elegant and mellow manly breath surrounded her, which smelled extremely good, making people addicted to it and almost unable to extricate themselves.

Zhu Ziling, you fuck it, you want to take advantage of it by bypassing so far. Zhong Zhen scolded in her heart, but this situation was also caused by her, and she really deserved it.

Except for the occasional contact with the stinky person in Dugu Pocheng, Zhong Zhen had never been so close to the man, and he was flustered for a while, even if he knew that this person was almost going to kill her, he would inevitably have a red face, his body was stiff like a lump of dirt, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

In his ears were the gentle words that Zhu Ziling had never had, "Miss Zhong, I am offended." At this time, I don't know when we will see each other again, maybe we will never see each other again. I know what you want, I ...... I am very happy in my heart, you don't have to be presumptuous, maybe not as beautiful as the other women, but you are extremely talented, extremely intelligent, and even more resolute. ”

Zhong Zhen was silent, since she was not a murderer. What happens when he finds out that he has been deceived one day? Thunder, kill and then fast? I can only get through the current level, and I can't manage so many things in the future.

It's just that being hugged so tightly by a man makes her ashamed and angry, and she wants to pull out a knife and kill him.

Zhong Zhen tried his best to endure it, and in Zhu Ziling's arms, it was as if his life had been so long, and it was extremely difficult.

Because of the betrayal of the other party, she was afraid and extremely angry in her heart, mixed with sadness.

Although she knew that Zhu Ziling was a deep-minded person, she didn't realize that he was so cold-hearted, and she didn't see his true face until today. Being embraced by him, Zhong Zhen was irritable, and even with a trace of joy that should never be there, this complicated mind was like a spider web in an old house.

And the temperature from Zhu Ziling's body is like the wind blowing from a broken window, blowing the cobwebs that should be dusty and intertwined.

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Recently, the author has a lot of things, and I am afraid that there are too few manuscripts, and occasionally three changes. I will try my best to keep the four watches, and I ask the book friends to be patient and wait for the next episode. (To be continued.) )