Zhou Huanchun bowed his head, raised his hands, and said with a straight face: "This kind of martial arts treasure book should not be destroyed with ordinary methods, and there is only one way to take this thing in front of me!" ”

The general put Yuanwu Jilian lightly on Zhou Huanchun's hands, and Zhou Huanchun only felt that this thing weighed more than a thousand catties!

The general's face turned red, and he said with a little excitement: "I will hand over the "Martial Pole Vientiane" to you for safekeeping, after practicing this martial arts, except for passing on the martial arts to future generations and inducting the 'Yuan Martial Extreme Lian', it is not allowed to show the martial arts in front of people, which is also what Wu Ruling explained!" ”

Zhou Huanchun replied forcefully: "I will comprehend "Wuji Vientiane" as soon as possible, if I sense the appearance of "Yuan Wulian Ji", I will definitely track its whereabouts and find a suitable successor for "Wuji Vientiane". ”

"If my heart is not right, I steal from prison, and use 'Yuanwu Extreme Refining' to do unkind and unrighteous evil things, it will be a joint punishment of heaven and man, and five thunders will hit the top!"

The general nodded with satisfaction.

His idea of entrusting "Wuji Wanxiang" to Zhou Huanchun was not improvised, but to a certain extent, he adopted the suggestions of the five martial arts critics, but he and Zhou Huanchun have been together for a short time, and he still has a shallow understanding of Zhou Huanchun's personality and character.

Try it today, Zhou Huanchun's observation and judgment are indeed extraordinary! Enough to entrust!

After that, the worry is whether she can really uphold the righteousness and be consistent!

Zhou Huanchun took "Wuji Wanxiang" into his arms, and asked: "In this story, 'Yuanwu Extreme Refining' has existed for more than 200 years, far exceeding the lifespan of ordinary people, 'Yuanwu Extreme Refining' shouldn't be human, right?" ”

The general dragged his brown hair and said slowly: "The decision of Yuanwu Extreme Refining is not a public competition, for the sake of fairness, the challenger of 'Yuanwu Extreme Refining' must agree to such conditions, if the challenge fails, the Yuanwu family will erase their memory of 'Yuanwu Extreme Refining'." ”

"Therefore, although Yuanwu Jilian has defeated thousands of martial artists, except for the high-level people of the Yuanwu family, there is no other person in the world who knows the true face of 'Yuanwu Jilian'!"

The general patted Zhou Huanchun on the shoulder and comforted: "The world is so big, there are no surprises, as for whether 'Yuanwu Jilian' is a human or not, I don't know, it's better to wait for the future to witness with your own eyes!" ”

"Huan'er, which do you think this story is more incredible than your dream?"

Zhou Huanchun replied without thinking: "Of course it's my dream!" ”

"My father's story has physical evidence, but I have no evidence."

The general smiled noncommittally: "Seeing that Huan'er is so energetic, maybe I should seriously think about your suggestion, and become a storyteller after I resign from the old age!" ”

After these words, the father and daughter both laughed heartily.

Today is the happiest day for ordinary people, but it is the most troublesome day for Zhou Lingmo.

March 31, his birthday.

On this day, rumors are particularly rampant......

Early in the morning, when he went to Bailu Academy, he saw a green gauze maid from afar, shaking a feather fan, and said to the other maids in her sharp and thin voice: "Do you know? Young Master Zhou Lingmo is actually the son of Xuelu Shan Hai Jing! ”

A shuangya maid in light yellow clothes sat on the steps, her hands on her cheeks, her eyes were kicked, her head tilted and asked, "Isn't Young Master Lingmo the second son of the general?" Who is the Classic of Mountains and Seas? ”

The green-clothed maid's hand hurriedly rested on the shoulder of the light yellow maid, her eyes crooked with a smile, and she covered her mouth with a fan and said: "It doesn't matter who the Classic of Mountains and Seas is, the important thing is that Qin Sanniang was pregnant with the son of the Classic of Mountains and Seas when she entered the General's Mansion!" ”

The maid in light yellow clothes covered her mouth with her hands, blinked frequently, and then gestured and said: "Isn't Mrs. Qin just a green hat for the general, and the general forgives her like this!" ”

"Well...... this"

The maid who was leaning back turned her head carelessly, and saw Zhou Ling's ink white and deep clothes, with a feather crown fluttering like a jade tree, standing behind with a bad face, and hurriedly patting them on the back......

Zhou Lingmo thought, such a situation should be staged in many places in the General's Mansion today, although he understands that people in the backyard like Taoist privacy, but today is his birthday, and the rumors have increased instead of decreasing, which really makes people feel depressed.

It was a while ago that when he defeated Zhou Jinmu, he stopped a lot.

Now, they don't say that his martial arts are not as good as those of generals, but they say that his personality is not like that of generals, Zhou Lingmo can't help but think, do they want him to become like Zhou Jinmu to be satisfied?

And Wanxiang said...... Why did her mother always do this......

Thinking about it, after Zhou Lingmo shook his head, he still stepped into the "Luoxiang Pavilion".

At the same time, the gifts of "Yu Li Xuan", "Hao Hong Zhai" and "Xi Lu Xuan" were also sent to the "Luo Xiang Pavilion", and Zhou Lingmo asked people to arrange a return gift and then walked into the inner room.

In the inner room, Qin Yirou was dressing up, and a woman's face was reflected in the mirror.

Pale, indifferent, like frost, like snow, people have a slight sense of alienation.

She was dressed in a tooth-white striped Bilingbo gown, and her cloud bun fell into the west building, and the curtain rolled up in the east wind.

A brown carved lotus box on the dressing table, with the lid open.

The bottom of the box is padded with soft yarn, and on the soft yarn lies a brooch in the style of a jade branch narcissus.

If it is embedded in Qin Yirou's chest, it is suitable!

Qin Yirou saw Zhou Lingmo coming in the mirror, and hurriedly turned around to greet her.

Before Qin Yirou could speak, Zhou Lingmo preemptively said: "I have heard from Wanxiang that my father came to my mother and was rejected by my mother!" ”

"Father also needs to give gifts to mother in my name......"

His face was covered with dark clouds, and he asked in confusion: "Why do you husband and wife have to get along so roundabout...... Could it be that I am really the son of the Classic of Mountains and Seas? ”

Qin Yi's face was frosty, and she turned her head slightly to not look at Zhou Lingmo, and fell into a memory.

At that time, she and Brother Hai were in love, and they wanted to be a loving couple in the world.

It's a pity that the good times don't last long, the sweet dreams are easy to wake up, and the calamity suddenly comes.

Brother Hai was beheaded for a crime, she was alone in the evening, looking at the end of the world, and the oath was wiped out, crying and not thinking about the future.

Qin Yirou re-entered the dust, all thoughts were lost, she was helpless, unable to accept the reality, and did not have the courage to face this cold and cruel world alone.

So, she hung white silk on the beam of the Mingyue Tower at the end of the world, and the white silk floated down from above like the wings of a butterfly, as if waiting for a wordless call.

She stepped on the stool, with two lines of tears on her face, and a passing wind and snow moon under her eyes, she slowly stretched out her hand, grabbed the white silk below, put her weeping chin into it, and kicked away the round stool under her feet......

……

With it, but not the pain of suffocation, the darkness of death, she fell like a weak butterfly into a warm embrace.

She trembled her eyelashes, slowly opened her eyes, trying to see the person in front of her, but tears had already burst out of her eyes, she could no longer hold back the pain of losing the love of her life in her heart, and threw herself into that embrace and shouted "Brother Hai" and cried loudly......

The owner of the embrace, like a 10,000-year-old pine tree, did not move, so that her weak butterfly stayed on it for an unknown amount of time.

She whimpered, and when she was tired of crying, the owner of her arms took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

She unconsciously turned to look at him.

What caught her eye was General Zhou, who had several encounters with her.

How could it be him?

She didn't understand why Brother Hai's colleague was here, and Zhou Muxian was obviously not here to answer this question......

Zhou Muxian hugged her behind her, she snuggled in Zhou Muxian's arms, his chin hanging on her shoulder, just when she felt that the atmosphere was too weird......

The martial arts practitioner's hand wrapped his hand around her waist strongly, and he pressed his lips to her ear, and said softly, "You have lost a husband, and I can give you a husband now." ”

……

He kissed him, and he asked for her.

She slapped him in the face, and he let her into the General's Mansion.

After that, there was Lingmo.

Lingmo, Lingmo, although she has a good heart, but in the end it is not the result of her and Brother Hai's friendship.

Lingmo is her concern, she is destined to break her word to Brother Hai and feel guilty about Brother Hai.

But I don't regret it.

Qin Yirou looked back at Lingmo, there was firmness hidden in the warm light, and she smiled softly and said, "Mother assures you that you are the general's own son!" ”

"Is it another rumor from outside? Do you remember what your mother said to you? ”

"Mo'er, you have to know that 'those who are pure are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid', you can only control your own mood, and you can't control the mouths of others."

"Today, but it's your birthday, don't let those non-existent things ruin your mood!"

Zhou Lingmo took a deep breath, frowned slightly, pointed to the jade branch narcissus on the table, and said aggrievedly: "What about this?" ”

Qin Yirou nodded like Ling Bo dipped in water, and said, "Okay, okay, isn't it okay for my mother to wear this thing?" ”

As she spoke, Qin Yirou stretched out her delicate Qiong hand, picked up the delicate jade branch narcissus from the wooden box, and pinned it to her chest.

In the dim light, the jade branch narcissus on Qin Yirou's chest is golden and yellow, small and exquisite, and the jasper is inlaid and inlayed, which is beautiful and soft.

Zhou Lingmo couldn't help but smile.

At the same time, the night has fallen, Zhou Huan is dressed in a red dress, and her hairpin bouquet has arrived at the "Luoxiang Pavilion".

Behind her, Niannian pushed the wheelchair slowly, and from time to time she rewarded Ji Xiaoheng who was sitting in the wheelchair with a burst of surprise!

Qin Ti was dressed in a snowy bun, wearing a water-colored silver-patterned waist-length skirt, and attended in full costume.

After a while, the general also went to the "Luoxiang Pavilion" to celebrate Zhou Lingmo's birthday.

And after he saw Qin Yirou's chest pinned to the jade branch narcissus he had carefully selected for her, although his face was the same as before, his heart was already turbulent and ecstatic!

……

The feast is scattered, and the night is like water.

Qin Tiyi and Zhou Lingmo sat side by side on the front steps of the court, looking up at the moon.

The moonlight gently sprinkled on Qin Tiyi's face, her eyes reflected the dark night, and she couldn't help but sigh: "I really envy my cousin for celebrating his birthday with his parents!" ”

If you are someone else, no matter how bad it is, you will also have a relationship with your relatives in the world. But she didn't even have a relative who was thousands of miles away......

Zhou Lingmo looked at Qin Tiyi and asked, "You think of your parents, don't you?"

Qin Yirou nodded without answering, her face was clear and graceful in the moonlight, but her eyes were shining.

After hearing this, Zhou Lingmo involuntarily felt that his breathing was stagnant, and there was an inexplicable sourness in his heart that spread to his throat......

He lowered his head and looked at Qin Tiyi with a sad face in tears, and Qin Tiyi also looked up at him at the same time.

He said softly: "Cousin Tired Clothes, I am willing to share everything I have with you, so that you will be happier?" ”

Qin Tiyi laughed out with tears in his eyes, slowed down for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't like you boys' things of fighting and killing!" ”

She wiped away her tears.

He said softly, "Cousin, don't talk about these unhappy things. ”

"I have an item I would like you to keep for me."

As she spoke, she pulled out a sachet embroidered with two red-tailed butterflies.

Zhou Lingmo took a closer look at the sachet, the beautiful color matching, and the delicate embroidery should be embroidered by Qin Tiyi himself.

Zhou Lingmo blushed, hesitating whether he should take this thing......