Yang Jing wanted to turn around and leave, not to think or to read, but after several efforts to urge him, his steps seemed to be stuck to the ground, and he couldn't move away.

Hazy, that feeling...... I can't tell the truth.

In the end, with a slight sigh in his heart, Yang Jing said, "Give me a few minutes." ”

"Huh?" Liu Heng, who had already walked out a few steps, stepped back, looked at Yang Jing strangely, and followed his gaze to the cold woman in white.

Looking left and right, his eyebrows raised slightly, and his expression slowly became strange. "I'll wait for you outside, don't rush...... Well...... Of course, if there are no special circumstances, it is better to ...... Belch...... Hurry up, Brother Jing, you also know, the headquarters ......"

"I know."

"That'...... I'll go first? ”

"I'll send you if you need to." Yang Jing glanced at him.

Liu Heng scratched his head, laughed dryly, and hurriedly ran to the woodland, looking back and turning his head step by step on the way, sometimes tsk twice, sometimes grinning, sometimes raising eyebrows, sometimes nodding slowly, until he hit the big tree, and then covered his bleeding nose and ran into the woods.

Yang Jing and the woman looked at each other from afar, silent and calm, no one made any statement, no one said anything, as if they were looking at each other casually, and they seemed to be immersed in their own consciousness.

People came and went nearby, and many people looked at them attentively, but they seemed to be afraid of something, no one talked about it, no one stopped, and they were all busy with their own things.

Yang Jing's heart was very calm, just watching it so quietly...... Looking at ......

The woman was indifferent and cold, expressionless, as if she was stiff, and as if she was gentle, and she looked at it so quietly...... Looking at ......

World...... It's just you and me......

"Auntie?" A delicate and tender little girl came to the woman's side lightly, breaking the subtle tranquility and subtle touch.

The little girl pursed her lips and blinked her big eyes, looked at her, and then looked at Yang Jing in the distance, and grinned: "Auntie, who are you looking at?" ”

"How did you get out?" The woman retracted her gaze and smiled, like an iceberg thawing and a snow lotus blooming, beautiful and moving.

"I heard that there are guests, come out and take a look. What about people? Yaoyao is late again? "The little girl's name is Meng Yao, she is Wu Yunhao's biological daughter, and she is also the girl who was accidentally captured when Di Cheng captured Chen Zun.

Four years have passed, Meng Yao is more slim, and her jade-like skin has not faded, but has become more delicate, watery, delicate and tender, which makes people sigh, pity, and can't bear to touch.

"Naughty again, go back to practice quickly, otherwise your father will be angry again when he sees it." The woman doted on Meng Yao's forehead.

"You also want people to practice." Meng Yao pouted.

"For your own good."

"What kind of skills are you practicing, people are already good enough."

"When you reach your father's level, you can play to your heart's content, and until then, you can practice with peace of mind." The woman's voice was soft and soft.

"Huh?? Father...... He...... He's a pervert. My aunt can't reach it, how can Yaoyao get there. Meng Yao grabbed the woman and pouted coquettishly.

"You are not allowed to say that about your father."

"Okay." Meng Yao pursed her ruddy little mouth, rolled her eyes, and said with a grin: "Otherwise, aunt, it's too boring for you to teach me ≡ practice." ”

"Yes."

"Really? Are you sure? "Meng Yao's eyes are eccentric.

The woman didn't seem to see the cunning in Meng Yao's eyes, and nodded with a smile.

"Hee-hee, great, let's go. Go and practice now. Meng Yao glanced at Yang Jing in the distance, stuck out her tongue, and walked back with the woman in her arms.

The woman didn't look at Yang Jing again, nor did she refuse Meng Yao, and disappeared into the valley along the path she came.

"Going back?" Wu Yunhao, the head of the Medicine King Mansion, stood beside Yang Jing at some point, and a gentle cough woke him up from his silence.

"Something happened at home, I have to go back."

"Where's Jade Niang?"

"Huh?" Yang Jing turned his head to look at Wu Yunhao.

Wu Yunhao quietly looked at the direction where the woman and Meng Yao disappeared, and his cold and arrogant expression appeared in a little trance: "Yu Niang's personality is a little withdrawn, except for Meng Yao, I have never cared about anyone or anyone I have taken care of, including me and my brother." Especially for men, her consistent attitude is indifference, even disgust.

For more than 30 years, Yu Niang has been alone, has always been lonely, and has never had a favorite person, even when Di Cheng came to my Medicine King's Mansion, she never appeared. Apart from...... You ......"

Yang Jing's expression was slightly in a trance, and he didn't know whether to be happy or have a headache ♀ The task of coming to Hengduan Mountain is to practice and impact the imperial level, and he has never had other ideas, especially ...... Woman!!

Over the years.

Born for war, living for war, this is Yang Jing's life coordinates, and he has always practiced the spirit of martial arts.

Fighting for Di Cheng and working hard for Tianmen is his life philosophy and the dream he has always worked hard for.

Other than these two points, he had no other distractions.

But...... Her appearance......

Yang Jing didn't want to admit it, he didn't want to accept it, but he had to face it, and he seemed to have an undeserved touch in his heart.

A very light and soft touch, never before, hazy, but lingering.

For half a year, she rarely appeared, occasionally just a fairy trail, and before she knew it, she disappeared again.

In the first two months of the training, because of irritability, anger, and because of Wu Yunhao and Di Yunyi's repeated sneak attacks, Yang Jing made the Medicine King's Mansion restless. Inadvertently, he broke into her place of refinement.

For her coldness, for her arrogance, and for her world-class appearance, Yang Jing's heart fluctuated for the first time.

In the month of cultivation, because of the pain, because of the frustration, because of the sudden transformation and assassination of the old man in the white shirt, Yang Jing lay on the bed and was silent for a long time. Inadvertently, he saw her moaning outside the door.

No one spoke, he didn't invite, and she didn't come in. I just woke up again, and on the stone platform next to the bed, there was an extra bowl of cold chicken soup "light and smooth, just like the feeling that the woman gave him."

In the two months of transformation, because of epiphany, because of gratitude, and because of the growth again and again in the continuous swinging of the stick, Yang Jing chose to immerse himself in it. Inadvertently, he often saw a looming figure in white in the depths of the woodland.

Still looking at each other from a distance, there is still no communication, but unconsciously, it seems that something is growing in the bottom of Yang Jing's heart, this feeling is very subtle and wonderful, Yang Jing is unpredictable, and he has no time to figure it out.

"Perhaps, this is fate, thirty-five years of solitude, just waiting for one person to appear." Wu Yunhao's trance-like expression was also a little complicated and difficult to understand.

Yu Niang's loneliness is a kind of coldness and arrogance, and she once regarded men in the world as donkey dogs, never put it in her eyes, and never cared about anyone. So at the age of thirty-five, he is still alone.

Wu Yunhao understands his sister's character, and has never mentioned this matter, but he is secretly anxious to abandon the identity of the 'mansion master', simply as a brother, Wu Yunhao can eliminate his sister to have her own happiness and have a protective arm.

But the personality can't be changed, and the feelings can't be forced, so they can only let it go.

Until he inadvertently noticed the transformation of Yu Niang.

Although neither she nor Yang Jing have spoken, and they can't even talk about knowing each other, they ...... For people of their kind, some slight behaviors and mannerisms are often more real than any mountain alliance, and more determined than the old of the world.

Love at a glance, a thought...... For life!

"Say goodbye to her for me." Yang Jing really didn't know what to say or what to say. He has never experienced feelings, nor has he fantasized about emotions, he doesn't know how to face them, and he doesn't have the mood to face them.

Favor? Perhaps. Fate? There may also be some. Feel? There's no denying it.

But...... He...... Unhappy......

"That's not what she wants."

"You're thinking too much."

"My sister, I understand."

"If you want to choose a husband for your sister, or if you want to give her happiness, I don't have the right one." Yang Jing suddenly felt a little funny, just because they had stared at each other, it showed that they had a good impression? Ready to make a private decision for life? He doesn't understand this kind of thing, and he doesn't want to tease. His heart only belongs to the gate of heaven and to the man he admires...... Di Cheng.

"It's not up to you to choose whether it's suitable or not, but, she."

"Why are you obsessed with me?"

"Fate is destined, her choice is not for me Jing, take Yu Niang away, leave this imprisoned cage, and see the outside world."

Yang Jing couldn't laugh or cry: "The outside world is very dangerous. ”

"Yu Niang's light skills are superb, looking at the top and bottom of the Medicine King's Mansion, only my brother and I can suppress her, and the rest ...... No. Leaving Hengduan Mountain, Yu Niang's strength can not only protect itself, but can even become a sharp weapon in your hands. If Wild and Gentle can complete the tacit cooperation, the combat effectiveness will definitely be improved. You can't compete with Emperor Xi Yu, but the two of them join forces ......"

"I'm sorry." Yang Jing still didn't feel very comfortable, and picked up the tungsten gold stick and walked towards the dense forest.

Wu Yunhao didn't stop him, but said...... "Yu Niang is in the thatched hut in the southeast corner, in the past thirty-five years, she has never stepped out of this dense forest, and she knows nothing about the outside world. Therefore, Yu Niang is handed over to you, Yang Jing, protect her ♀ all her life, you are her dependence. ”

ps: Ahhhh Come, flowers, come, reward, for Yang Jing's happiness...... Hey......