|||--Qinghe not only can't understand Ah Long, but also can't understand himself: "Do I think he is Ah Long, or when he is changing color?" ”

I can't solve my doubts, I feel lost, and I look forward to being with him Yaoqin.

just bounced around, still unclear: "Is he really Aaron?" If so, why is it so difficult for me to resonate with him? If not, how would I have come to this life? With whom do you share it, and with whom do you listen to it? ”

Thinking like this, my heart is infinitely tormented, but my face pretends to be like a stop water, and I am not shocked. But when Aaron turned his back on her, her seeming carelessness fell apart in an instant; Her forcible pretense was painless and itchy, and it was shattered in an instant; Her pretense of being light and light disappeared in an instant.

A pair of beautiful eyes, like small iron nails sucked by magnets, suddenly froze on his back. After only one glance, it is difficult to escape the bondage. I just want to see it and keep it in my heart.

Who is Aaron? Seeing six ways with one eye and hearing from eight directions, three eyes can grow from behind. Inadvertently, it was already clear at a glance, and I was quite surprised: "She is so bold, why is she cautious, like a lover?" ”

Thinking about it, I suddenly realized, I couldn't help but be ecstatic, and I didn't dare to turn my eyes willfully.

That night, she fell asleep, and he meditated alone, meditating all night.

In his sleep, Qinghe spoke softly, full of attachment: "Ah Long, let's go back to Nanyu together, just like when we were children, surfing together." ”

Ah Long was extremely surprised, thought quietly, and bowed to mourn: "She clearly knows that I am my dearest and beloved, why does she never dare to confide in her true heart when she is sober?" Does this need to be asked? It's just because of my stupidity that I buried all her trust with my own hands. Although I tried to make up for it afterwards, it was only difficult for her. In fact, what I forced to give and what she really wanted was fundamentally different. She's just like me when I was younger, she wants simple emotions, pure and pure first love. What I have imposed is a love in full swing, a lifelong bond. ”

A long sigh and tears flowed down his face: "I grew old with you, but I resented you." Bashan has companionship, and Yushui has no hope. Swearing, Xiaochang is dead at night. The mountain alliance is not there, and the tears are strong. ”

Fortunately, Qinghe was not in a hurry to leave, and Ah Long was not in a hurry to ask for it.

In order to teach her piano skills calmly, Ah Long often plays in the valley of green mountains, on the banks of gurgling streams, near the stream.

On this day, the melodious sound of the Aaron piano aims to play Cui Wei's momentum in the high mountains; The green lotus dances in a fluttering manner, which is intended to dance in the flowing water. Corresponding harmony, wonderful. The mountains and rivers are beautiful.

The green lotus body is like a willow, the temperament is gorgeous, the shape is like a petite lotus, and it is beautiful. The dancing posture is even more graceful, like a bird flying in the sky, like a cloud walking in the smoke, like an eagle free.

Ah Long sang in a low voice: "The mountain wants to be Emei, and the water wants to have bright eyes; The wind is merciful, and the rain is gentle. Grass thinks of slender feet, flowers think of hands; The moon is looking forward to dancing, and the stars are looking forward to traveling. ”

was obsessed, but Qinghe saw a thing in the forest at a glance, jumping and jumping, very cute. Its delicate little face, with a pair of large black and brown eyes, sparkled brightly; a suit of gray-brown fur, shiny; stripes on the back, black and yellow; A large, furry tail curls up all the way to its head.

Seeing it flying into the bushes, dexterous and alert, Qinghe was full of curiosity, stopped dancing, and followed it to fly and walk. I don't know how far I run, the little thing was chased and had nowhere to escape, and in a panic, I ran to an ancient pine.

Qinghe chased after him, and his little face was flushed: "Little squirrel, I don't want to catch it, I just want to play with you, but you want to catch it and lure you everywhere." ”

She repeatedly performed the "uproar", "chasing the stars and chasing the moon", "the fairy trail of Shu Ling", flew up, stretched her arms lightly, and followed the ancient pine, seeing that she was about to run to the top of the tree, the little guy had no way to go up to the sky, and jumped up, and wanted to go down the tree.

In an instant, Qinghe smiled: "Long Dada, come and see, catch a little squirrel!" ”

Before he finished speaking, a person behind him, flying invisibly and silently, hugged her into his arms, and was also ecstatic: "Qinghe, I also caught it, and there are two of them!" ”

Qinghe smiled, turned his head, and looked directly at Ah Long: "You are a liar." ”

Ah Long chuckled: "Where am I deceiving people?" My darling, is a million times naughtier than yours. How crazy is it jumping? Are you unaware? ”

Qinghe looked down at his hand, and his little face instantly turned crimson with shame, and he really beat like a mouse.

In a panic, Gu left and right said to him: "Mine is real, I can run and jump; Yours is fake, and you only giggle. ”

After speaking, she raised a smile and looked at the little thing that was even more panicked than her, and as soon as her little hand was released, the squirrel instantly ran to the top of the tree and disappeared.

Her beautiful eyes, innocent, without a trace of distractions, without any thoughts, are like stars, shining on his heart, but he is not addicted.

Her eyes, clear and bright, without a grain of dregs, without half a cent of dirt, were like a stream, flowing through his heart, but she couldn't help but tremble.

Ah Long stepped on the branch of the tree, leaned against the trunk of the tree, suddenly turned her, and firmly encircled her with both hands, only to feel that he could not help himself, and he could not extricate himself.

She looked at his deep eyes, which sparkled; She listened to his pleasant voice and whispered in her ears: "Qinghe, don't leave me again." ”

She couldn't control herself, and tears flowed: "Aaron, why did you leave me for so long?" ”

He loved Bliss, and wept with joy: "It's not me, but you, who have been abandoned again and again." ”

I couldn't help myself, and trembled: "Qinghe, I'm not greedy enough, I can't help it, I always want you." ”

Green lotus

Puzzled, he blurted out and asked, "Aaron, I'm not a squirrel...... I want it." Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a small mouth was tightly blocked by two warm and firm lips.

The sudden kiss caught her off guard, her mind was blank, she couldn't think, she couldn't speak.

His ** is like a flood, uncontrollable, devouring the lotus. His kisses, like flames, are uncontrollable and burn the heart.

Qinghe was frightened, fascinated, and trembled. Suddenly hunger and thirst are unbearable, and suddenly desire is insatiable; Suddenly it dries up like fire, and suddenly it damps like a tide; Suddenly empty and empty, suddenly happy and full; Suddenly it is tight and green, and suddenly it is full of joy.

I feel even more top-heavy, like an upside-down onion, rolling down from the treetops to the clouds. So can't go up to the sky, can't go down to the ground, if the heart is suspended, it can't be grasped, fluttering, wandering, falling into a vast expanse.

In the confusion, she was already in tears. When and why are we crying, but they are ignorant. I only know that with Aaron, it turns out that crying is also a kind of happiness.

I trembled several times, trembled several times, but I heard the sound of chasing and killing in the valley, fierce and noisy, getting closer and closer, like a dream.

She was still dizzy, still confused, still struggling, and Aaron had already dressed her up and protected her tightly in his arms.

Qinghe is like when he was a child, close to each other, extremely attached, unwilling to see, unwilling to listen, unwilling to think, unwilling to see everything around him, unwilling to think, longing for everything to stagnate, time and space eternal. In his heart, he repeatedly said only one sentence: "He is Ah Long, and there will be no more fakes." ”

Ah Long condescended, looked into the valley for a moment, and whispered in her ear: "Qinghe, no matter what happens, you must hide in the tree, don't make a sound, and wait for me obediently." ”

After finishing speaking, with a gentle kiss, the white shadow flashed and floated down.

The green lotus hides in the depths of the dense leaves, full of concern, eager to look down.

In the deep valley, four people ran to the front, all exhausted and out of breath.

The middle one was a handsome young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, and the three of them were by his side, all of whom were over the age of confusion.

The one on the left, clear and elegant, with five locks of long hair, and extraordinary bearing.

The one on the right, with a face like a crown of jade, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, saves the world and helps the world.

The most striking thing is the middle-aged man next to the teenager, his face is pale, skinny, and his body is covered with blood.

Looking at the running style of the four people, it is the "volley to the moon" of Kongming's light skills. This made Qinghe suddenly think of Ling Ao, his martial arts are superb, and he only obeys his sister's orders. When he flew to chase his sister, he used such a stunt, his body was chic, and his bearing was dusty, like a bird flying in the sky, chasing the light from the clouds.

Behind the four people, another man and a woman chased after them.

The man in black was about fifty, burly, athletic, and extraordinary. Somehow, Qinghe always felt familiar with the man. Looking at it, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "His appearance is like a cold wave." ”

The woman in black has a graceful demeanor, a slender figure, moving in the breeze, fluttering like a fairy, but unfortunately the black gauze is draped, and she can't see her face clearly.

The light skills of the two are extremely superior, and they seem to be flowing water, turning waves and waves, turning floating waves, ups and downs, and a few points faster than the four old, weak, sick and disabled in front of them.

In an instant, the man in black jumped up, blocking the way of the four of them, and a wave-shaped sword in his hand turned over the waves and rushed out.

His invisible sword qi is even more like the Yangtze River rushing, the river is rushing, the waves are rolling, and the vastness is boundless. The voice of the voice follows the current, charming and heartwarming: "Zhongsheng! The Queen Mother spared you from dying, but you didn't know how to repay your kindness, and you dared to bewitch the Lord and hold the king hostage, what do you want? ”

Qinghe was shocked when he heard this: "'Engong' is not thousands of miles away, isn't it just to find Bo Yi and Zhong Sheng's brothers?" ”

It is even more reminiscent of Brother Tai's words: "Zhongsheng is one of the "Four Wonders of Kongming" in Guiguo, once in the phase, assisting the ancestors, his attainments are extremely deep, poetry and songs, Yida is deep, bold and fresh, catchy. It's a pity that the first monarch of Gui died ten years ago, and then the Empress Dowager Tao Ran was in power, and Zhongsheng disappeared. There were rumors that Zhong Sheng was killed by Tao Ran, and today he never thought that he could appear mysteriously. ”

Zhong Sheng stood still, a pair of "Kong Ming Flying Hooks", protected on his chest, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother, third junior brother, protect Jun Shang and go first, I will break the back." ”

After speaking, there is no need to say, and he rose into the air, and the "Kongming Flying Hook" broke out of the air, swept wildly, circled in the air, and went straight to the man in black.

Qinghe was secretly surprised: "Kongming's kung fu is really good, Zhongsheng's double hooks are like flying, and he is superb, but it's a pity that he was seriously injured and lacked a bit of strength." ”

After looking at it for a while, I felt even more bizarre: "How can the Zhongsheng hook method be the same as a pearl?" ”

The man in black leaned over and avoided slightly, and the flying hook passed close to him, hovering and flipping in the air, and then returned to Zhongsheng's hand.

The man's attitude was leisurely and elegant, and he laughed loudly: "'Flying Hook Zhongsheng' is vain, and the martial arts are just general." Before he finished speaking, his figure floated up, and the Fubo Sword was like a long river and a vast sea, rushing and surging, and he made seven or eight moves in an instant.

Zhong Sheng has deep eyes and a long face, thin and edged, but he can lift weights like light, dodge left and right with a very ingenious empty body method, and he does not show weakness in his mouth: "Cold waves, thieves and thieves!" Why get complacent too soon? The last laugh is king! Don't look at you stealing my skills, sooner or later your qi and blood will go retrograde, and your meridians will be broken and you will die. ”

Hearing the word "cold wave", Qinghe suddenly remembered the teachings of Brother Tai in this life, and couldn't help but be empowered: "Cold wave? The younger brother of Hanbo, the national teacher of Zhonggui, Tao Ran's favored minister, and the head of the Fubo faction? ”

Gui Yuben

On the border, and by Brother Tai's ears and eyes, Qinghe is like a treasure to the Guiguo martial arts gang: "The 'Fubo Sword Sect' has a high reputation in Zhonggui Jianghu, and the disciples in the sect practice hard in Fubo River all year round. Especially taking advantage of the surge of the river, the rapid waves, and the reversal and whirlwind, he practiced the power of falling waves and subduing waves.

The most bizarre are the 'Fubo Yangtao Sword', 'Reverse Wave Chasing Waves', 'Fubo Lapping Palm', 'Fubo Stacked Wave Nail', and 'Fubo Floating Ocean Walk', which can be called mystical and infinite. ”

As he spoke, Zhong Sheng suddenly flipped over, volleyed up in the air, flew the hook violently, and grabbed Hanlang's shoulder.

Suddenly, a figure was as urgent as lightning, and a long silk was as fast as flashing, but it was the woman in black and the veil, who was dancing "against the waves and chasing the waves", and attacked suddenly.

Her weapon was very strange, but it was like a long silk, and at the end was tied an extremely sharp silver shuttle, and when she danced, it was like a giant python piercing through the air, feminine and fierce.

In an instant, a sword and a silk, a rigid and a soft, one in front and one behind, besieged Zhongsheng.

Zhong Sheng was fearless, laughing and scolding: "Tao, do you dare to show your true face?" As he spoke, he swept his body and flew into a flying hook, one hook hit the chest of the cold wave, and the other hook hit the lower abdomen of the wave, attracting power, all of which were extremely powerful.

The cold waves and waves all felt that the huge force slammed into them, and it was like the ground collapsing and the mountains were destroyed, and they felt that they were not good, and the long sword burst out, and the long silk swirled sharply, and the sound of the attack was divided.

Zhong Sheng only felt that the waves were coming, and he was like a mountain and a sea, unable to resist, so he hurriedly gathered his momentum and dodged. Backwards a few feet, but I feel that the five organs are turning, and the bones of the whole body are about to shatter, and I can't slow down in one breath, and I am embarrassed.

The more Qinghe looked at it, the more surprised he became: "Hanlang and Tao, claiming to be senior brothers and sisters, and even have a leg with Hanbo, and it is rumored that they are actually husband and wife." Jian Aya is stacked with waves, and his skills are extraordinary, but he is such a master, but he is willing to be the Eagle Dog of the Empress Dowager Tao Ran, which is really incredible.

That's it, the right talent Zhongsheng scolded Han Lang for stealing people's skills and unscrupulous means, is it true?

The world's divine skills are all based on the cultivation of internal strength. The internal force is thick, like a tiger with wings.

It is rumored that the ancestral tomb of these beasts and beasts has created the 'Tartar Northern Divine Skill', advocating 'gathering the sea and gathering the ocean, absorbing power and drinking power, and attracting the world's internal strength and I have', his martial arts cultivation is perfect.

The power of Seke, the energy of cold waves, and the prosperity of cold waves seem to be in the same vein as the tomb bird.

As a brazen pioneer, the tomb not only relied on the 'Divine Skills of Northern Tartar) to absorb the merits of countless Chinese heroes, but also deceived the Chinese beauties under the pretense of practicing, taking the righteous "double cultivation" and absorbing the essence of women.

Fortunately, the sky net was restored, negligent but not leaky, and the tomb was finally indiscriminately sucked due to wild cultivation, insatiable greed, and died in the prime of life.

Maple Leaf, Fubo, Jinsai and Yiqiu Raccoon Dog, such perverse acts, it is inevitable to eat their bodies and kill themselves. ”

Seeing that Zhong Sheng was seriously injured and defeated, he still sacrificed his life to support him, and the senior brother beside him was relieved, and whispered: "Third junior brother, you protect the king and go first, and I will help the second junior brother." ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around, changed his gentleness, and said angrily: "Cold waves! Tao! If it weren't for your secret tricks and ten years of humiliation, how could my brother allow evil to run rampant? Between the words, the "empty flying saw" in his hand agitated the sound of the wind, and he was full of vigor and shock.

For a time, the sound of splitting the air shocked the eardrums and shook people's hearts.

Qinghe looked at his two flying saws, which were really weird, like steel knives, shining with fine light, and the blades were serrated vertically and horizontally. I saw him chopping up and down, horizontally and vertically, which should not be underestimated.

Han Lang's face was full of disdain: "Boyi, I think you are a talent, rare in the world, really rare, I wanted to keep your life and benefit my Zhonggui." But you are in a hurry to find death, and I can't blame me under the nine springs. As he spoke, the sword danced rapidly, turning over the river and the sea, and the waves were horizontal.

looked at Zhongsheng again, but he was with Tao Dou. Although Tao is a female streamer, she is disabled because of Zhongsheng, and her skills are better than him. But I saw Chang Aya dancing in the air, like churning waves; Yinshuo was faster than the flint lightning, and he was elusive, pointing at Zhongsheng's choked voice.

Zhong Sheng was already seriously injured, and he was not free by the long silk roll, and he couldn't parry the hook, and he watched the silver shuttle against his throat, helpless, only to pounce on the spot and roll with the momentum, and barely escaped the catastrophe.

Bo Yi was anxious, and hurriedly danced and saw to intercept the cold waves that tried to fall into the well, and shouted: "Traitor, after killing the king, the evil is full of evil, and everyone will be punished." ”

Han Lang laughed loudly: "Boyi! Death is on the verge of death, so much nonsense? Want revenge? Pity! Your brothers, there is no name, your martial arts are mediocre, and you are vulnerable. It's just together, what can I do? ”

Qing He became even more suspicious when he heard this: "This 'Bo Yi', but is the senior brother of the Kongming Sect? 'Engong' Master Uncle? The father of Yingluo? A world-renowned craftsman? ”

Thinking of this, he was indignant: "How can such a skilled craftsman put his mind on martial arts? Hanlang is so unreasonable, he is shorter than others, and he is shameless and limitless. ”

Between the fierce battles, Bo Yi's skills became more and more invincible, and suddenly he pressed the reed, and he saw the cold light flashing, and several "empty god nails" shot out flying saws, which were as urgent as shocking lightning.

The cold waves flew up, turned sharply in mid-air, and danced like waves, the waves were ups and downs, free and flipped over, it was very good-looking, and it was full of disdain: "Bo Yi, in addition to the secret sneak attack, do you have any skills?" ”

After fighting for more than a dozen rounds, Bo Yi and Zhong Sheng couldn't parry, and they showed that their skills were even more exhausted, and they were panting.

The cold waves are not full of pride, and they are determined to win: "Zhongsheng, you have been dying and struggling for ten years in vain, and now there is only the end of the strong crossbow." In my opinion, the birds and flowers here are fragrant, and the scenery is infinite, why not make it a place for you to bury your bones, and I don't know what to do? ”