The hall is in ruins.

Su Zhiqing leaned on the ruins of the broken wall decadently.

Holding a flask in one hand.

The breeze swept away, the clothes fluttered, the hair flew, and the hands were raised.

Indescribable decadence.

……

However, the truth is.

The disciples stood in a row, waving their hands to chase away the ashes and muttering.

"Master drinks lovelorn wine, can you change places, does he think this is very chic? When the wind blows, it is all dust, is he going to drink or eat ashes? ”

That compartment.

Su Zhiqing: "Oops! "A bang.

"Eyes, eyes for the teacher! The ashes are in the eyes, who, whoever comes, blow it for the teacher! ”

……

So, Tan Ming was pushed out.

Tan Ming glared at the junior brothers: "Why me?" ”

Is he the one who should drink the lovelorn wine?

He said, what else did the master say to accompany the little senior sister to Bingluo and never look at her?

Bullshit!

I won't look at it, what is he doing with lovelorn wine now?

Unexpectedly, as the younger brother of Shizun, he actually missed Shizun's little daughter-in-law?

As someone else's master, you still want to rob your daughter-in-law with your apprentice?

Is he worthy to be a master, is he worthy to be a master?

Ahh

Su Zhiqing, who was despised, closed his eyes and "sighed".

"Who's coming! You're glad you're blind for your teacher, aren't you? Why don't you come to help blow for the teacher? ”

"Tan Ming, son of a bitch, it's you, why don't you hurry up and roll over to the teacher!"

The junior brothers tacitly pushed their senior brothers.

"If the elder brother doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"The master also treated the senior brother's buttocks, and the senior brother blew his eyes on the master, is this called repaying the favor?"

Tan Ming didn't understand.

He only knows that this is called revenge!

--

Su Zhiyue took his little girl back to Licangfeng, and went to the house... The big bed is gone.

He has demons in his heart.

It's all because of the little girl in her arms.

In the past, I always reminded myself that my master and apprentice should not be.

Now, what a master and apprentice, completely left behind.

All shackles do not exist, what is called a demon, do what you want to be a demon.

However.

A mouthful of blood gushed out of the heart chambers.

Spit snow and thrilling.

His feet were soft, and together with the little girl in his arms, they both fell to the vast snowy peak.

One big and one small, the white clothes seemed to turn into plain snow, but the bright red at the corners of his lips.

It's like a red plum in the snow.

Blooming endlessly.

"Little girl, little girl?" A soft voice, flustered.

Ah Chan staggered to his feet.

The little hands hugged him in a panic.

She was trembling all over, her little mouth was white and tightly coiled, and the little girl couldn't die!

……

In a bamboo house.

Large bed.

The pale-faced man, his blood-stained coat had faded.

Wearing only a middle coat, like meditating.

His little girl sat cross-legged behind him, with her small soft hands, sticking to his back, healing him with demonic energy.

--

When Su Zhiyue woke up, he was leaning on Ah Chan's arms.

It's like that night's dream.

The little girl is delicate, a young branch, where can she support such a long and sturdy man.

It was as if in the next second, he was going to be crushed to the bed.

Because of the hanging head, her little face is especially pouty.

The thin and long eyelashes are lightly closed, and the cicada wings tremble and tremble, and they are so uneasy during a nap.

The soft lips are slightly open, and the lip flap has regained a little pink.

Behold, his blood is her medicine.

The corners of Su Zhiyue's lips rippled.

The slender white fingertips of the bone joints slowly lifted.

fell on her, slightly open lips.

Fingertips strain slightly...

"Huh?"

Ah Chan woke up.

As soon as Shui Guang's ignorant eyes opened, he looked at Xiao obediently and straightforwardly.