Chapter 211 But three days will pass naturally, and tomorrow will be the succession ceremony of Nangong Yulin.

This night is destined to make many people sleepless, although the frost is already in the chest. But before it happens, there will be variables in the end, and the frost can't do it after all, and the waves are not alarmed, and there are some drums in the heart.

The same is true for Ling Shuang, who went out to see that the candle in the frost room was not extinguished, and planned to look for him. Before he could knock on the door, he heard Frost say, "The door is not locked." Ling Shuang pushed the door directly in, closed the door and turned around to see Hanshuang sitting at the table wiping 'Bingyu'.

Knowing that it was Ling Shuang, Hanshuang didn't raise his head and asked directly, "Can't sleep?" Ling Shuang sat down and said, "Aren't you too?" Frost chuckled, "Yes, tonight is destined to be a sleepless night." "As he said that, he put the sword into the sheath, and Ling Shuang only had time to see some of the lines on the 'Bingyu'.

This sword is as thin as a cicada's wing, and there are subtle lines on the sword as if it were cracked. The two of them are almost inseparable, and although the weapons of the warrior are like life, they can be exchanged with each other for the two of them.

But Frost doesn't care about anything else, only 'Bingyu' has never dared to let go easily. Therefore, it is as intimate as Ling Shuang, and he has never really seen the whole picture of this sword.

Hanshuang raised his eyes and saw Ling Shuang staring at 'Bingyu' motionlessly, and said with a smile: "You have always loved to use knives, why did you become interested in swords?" Ling Shuang didn't shy away from saying, "You know why I'm interested. Hanshuang sighed and said, "I don't want to hide anything from you, but this sword is very important, if there is a mistake, I will have no shame to go to the old owner." Ling Shuang didn't care and said casually: "It has something to do with Cold Moon Gong." Frost nodded and replied, "They are all treasures that have been passed down from generation to generation in Bright Moon Villa." ”

"The old farmer thinks very highly of you." Hanshuang smiled helplessly and quipped: "Do you think that the owner of the village hates me enough?" Ling Shuang raised his eyebrows and said: "The internal strength method is passed on to you, but the position of the owner is not." The old owner was really far-sighted. Hanshuang listened to the hand of drinking tea and pouring tea, and then recovered and pushed the tea in front of Ling Shuang and said, "Oh? What do you mean by that? Ling Shuang didn't care about the abnormality of the frost, and said directly: "If you don't have the heart to protect you, the owner of the village can't keep you." Frost secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "But life is better than death." Hearing the word 'death', Ling Shuang's brows furrowed, but those who practice martial arts have long put life and death out of the way.

Besides, although he is a bright guard, he is also a secret guard, and he will die at any time, but there are not too many taboos.

But Ling Shuang doesn't like Frost to laugh at herself, Frost is different from what others say. After many years of getting along, I can't see that every time Frost talks about 'death', no matter how well he hides it in his eyes, it is also liberating.

Ling Shuang couldn't understand why Frost's young age was different from these 'lonely souls and wild ghosts' who had no place to return, and why they always saw through life like this.

Carefully calculated, the moon is not a bad treatment for him, and they and the frost are also friends of life and death. But I can't understand the helplessness and sorrow of the frost to see through the red dust.

There is clearly a heart to live, but it seems to be waiting for death. This kind of contradiction makes Ling Shuang puzzled, he naturally has his own contradictions, but he is not as pessimistic as Hanshuang.

Seeing that Ling Shuang lowered his eyes and was silent, Hanshuang suddenly felt speechless, but it was also strange that Ling Shuang seemed to be particularly concerned about his self-suffering and self-harm.

Just as he was about to say something, he heard a knock at the door. The two looked at each other, alert. It was not strange to hear the footsteps, and the footsteps with profound internal strength were not uncommon within the scope of the incoming Nangong family.

If there is no murderous aura, they will not notice. But today, this person was not murderous, but he knocked on the door of the frost room and had to make people vigilant.

Frost held the 'Ice Yu' in his hand, and Ling Shuang was ready to fight for his internal strength. Frost asked aloud, "Which guest came late at night?" If you don't have a name, don't blame you for not greeting you well. The voice was serious and unwarm, and the outsider whispered, "I haven't seen you like this, but it scared me." The voice was low, but the frost could hear it.

Ling Shuang also relaxed, got up and opened the door, and the man in the black cloak was put into the room. Taking advantage of Ling Shuang's peeping left and right, he closed the door.

Frost saluted the man who had untied his cloak and said, "I don't know if it's the second son, Frost has offended." Nangong Yulin threw the cloak on the table and said, "It's okay, you don't have to be restrained with me." I see you gentle and quiet on weekdays, but I don't want to have such a side. It's really insightful. Hanshuang got up and said, "The second son made fun of it." Nangong Yulin said: "I have a relationship with my peers, you can just call me Yulin." Ling Shuang walked to Frost's side with an unkind face, and Frost came without a trace.

Thinking that the two of them didn't seem to have spoken well since that day, they didn't ask Ling Shuang to do anything. He said: "The second son must have something important to come here at night, please make it clear." The frost that can help should do its best. Nangong Yulin sighed and said: "Where do I still have the face to ask you for help, I am already ashamed that Flawless and Flawless have had accidents in the Nangong family." Originally, I should have come over a long time ago, but ......" Nangong Yulin sighed and said, "The left and right are not mine." Hanshuang understood in his heart and said: "The second son doesn't have to worry, Mingyue Villa can handle it." The affairs of the Nangong family are heavy, so it is better to go back and deal with them as soon as possible. After speaking, he raised his hand and said, "Please." ”