On the streets of the imperial city, fierce horses are flying.

Jun Chengcheng was forced by Lin Huang to correct his mistakes, which attracted the attention of many people, which was simply immoral and unsightly.

Bang.

It wasn't until Lin Huang accidentally knocked over the stall on the street that the BMW under his crotch knocked over the stall on the street, causing a middle-aged woman in her forties to scold her, that the two of them came back to their senses and fled.

Whether you are the young master of the Divine General's Mansion or the heir of the Xingtian Temple.

Or the legend of Dongling, and the great domain Tianjiao.

In the face of such a situation, he could only lose the battle in an instant and flee the crime scene in embarrassment.

For this reason, Jun was so angry that he ignored Lin Huang for half an hour, and he only felt ashamed in his heart, and he couldn't wait to kick the white-clothed young man in front of him to the edge of the sky......

But I still can't bear it.

It wasn't until the two of them found a restaurant and the exquisite dishes were served on the table that Jun Chengcheng shifted his attention, only thinking that Lin Huang was a plate of big pig's trotters.

In the breezy and cool night, Lin Huang sat by the window, looking at the quiet moonlight outside the window, and couldn't help but smile on his face, which seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Jun Chengcheng looked up at Lin Huang from time to time, secretly drinking Lin Huang's wine, his little face was flushed, until he was so spicy that he coughed, did he attract Lin Huang's attention.

Lin Huang smiled, and after letting Xiao Er serve a pot of peach blossom brew that was not very strong, he touched the latter's hair and said with a smile: "You are only allowed to drink a little!"

Jun Chengjiao snorted twice, with a smile on his face like a flower.

Upstairs, the two sat quietly together, their faces reflected in the crimson candlelight, both of them were a little intoxicated, and they looked at each other from time to time, and they were all smiling.

Downstairs, the storyteller was in the middle of the restaurant, talking about the history of the strange wilderness, which attracted bursts of applause and looked extremely lively.

"Brother Lin Huang, I'm leaving!"

Jun Chengcheng said suddenly, with the drunkenness of a pot of peach blossoms, he looked at Lin Huang with a smile, and his weak body arched in Lin Huang's arms, looking particularly attached.

"Don't worry, I'll find you wherever you go!"

Lin Huang scratched Jun Chengcheng's nose and smiled dotingly.

"Brother Lin Huang promised you, one day, I will step on the peak of the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Arena and go to the Xingtian Temple to snatch you!"

"You're just grabbing it!"

Jun Chengcheng said angrily.

Lin Huang laughed, his eyebrows raised lightly, but he was full of fighting spirit.

Once, the Heavenly Punishment Temple was like a shackle on his body, overwhelming him. But after experiencing so many things, Lin Huang used pressure as motivation.

There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.

Why can't you do it?

Suddenly, the storyteller downstairs snapped the allegro, and the conversation changed:

"After talking about the soldier immortal Liu Shenzhi, let's talk about the forty-year battle life of Lin Beichen, the god of war in Great Xia, talk about Lin Changtian, and also talk about the young mansion master who has returned like an immortal today!"

Lin Huang looked slightly stunned, and then smiled, listening to the nonsense of the storyteller downstairs with interest.

"It is said that Lin Beichen, the god of war, was born in the army, and his reputation was not obvious at the beginning, but he has a great ...... of ambition."

"Is this the old man you mean?"

Upstairs, Jun Chengcheng was already a little drunk, leaning on Lin Huang's chest, and said drunkenly.

"Call Grandpa!"

Lin Huang corrected.

"Oh...... Grandpa!"

Jun Qingcheng smiled with a pure smile, and his face was as bright as the first snow.

Lin Huang also smiled, and after glancing at the absence of people around, he couldn't bear to practice the extremely unfamiliar movements with Jun Chengcheng.

"After talking about the old man Beichen and Lin Changtian, let's talk about the young mansion master Lin Huang!"

"It is said that the young mansion lord Lin Huang, young and unhappy, but he rose in adversity, came out of the Great Xia Dynasty for two years, and returned until today, with a girl in red......"

When the storyteller talked about this, Lin Huang and Jun Chengcheng's eyes suddenly widened, and they couldn't help but be a little amazed when they looked at the old storyteller from upstairs.

In less than a few hours, this storyteller gave Hu Zou the story of the two?

It seems that it is still eight or nine and ten?

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Jun Chengcheng leaned on the railing, his little hand held his snow cheeks, looked at the storyteller with drunken eyes, listened to the story in the storyteller's mouth, and smiled very sweetly.

Lin Huang leaned against the window, looked at the wonderful person in front of him, and smiled with a sigh in his heart.

First encounter in a previous life.

Ten years of struggle.

They met again in the tomb of King Wu until now.

All of this is like a dream. Only the girl who is lying on the railing and has a drunken mood is the most real. Only Lin Huang himself knows how difficult it is for him and Jun Chengcheng to get together.

And how lucky.

Lin Huang leaned against the window and smiled, as if that beautiful shadow could make him infinitely drunk, and between the sighing smirks, his heart was full of firmness, calmness, fighting spirit, and self-confidence.

For the rest of his life, he will fight for this girl.

He was delighted!

In the restaurant, it wasn't until he heard the storyteller's nonsense that Lin Huangfang got up shaky, picked up Jun Chengcheng and walked downstairs.

Before leaving, Lin Huang threw out thousands of gold to the storyteller, and said with a laugh: "Tell it a few times a day, I'm happy to listen!"

Everyone in the building suddenly turned around.

The storyteller looked at the gold and was speechless.

I saw that at the door of the restaurant, a young man in white walked out with a girl in red on his back, looking up to the sky and laughing.

"Less...... Young Mansion Master!"

After a long time, everyone came back to their senses, but the forest barren and the girl in red had disappeared.

In the hazy night, the two walked through the streets, Jun Chengcheng was lying on Lin Huang's back, drowsy was greatly increased, but his little head was constantly rubbing around, and his mouth was talking drunk.

"Brother Lin Huang......"

"Huh?"

"Little Tilt likes you!"

"How much do you like it?"

"I like it very much, just like I like it so much!"

"Who is Xiao Baibai?!"

"A little rabbit that people raised when they were young!"

Lin Huang: "......"

"Brother Lin Huang......"

"Huh?"

"Do you like Little Tilt?"

"I like it!"

"How much do you like it?"

"Like you like Xiao Baibai!"

"Oh!"

Jun Chengcheng sighed, "It's a pity that Xiao Baibai died of illness later!"

Lin Huang: "......"

"Brother Lin Huang......"

"Huh?"

"Do you like Little Tilt?"

"I like it!"

"But people...... People have very small breasts!"

Lin Huang: "......"

"Then we're going to practice more!"

"Oh...... Good!"

As he spoke, Jun Chengcheng fell asleep on Lin Huang's back.

......

Early in the morning of the second day, in the courtyard of Lin Huang, the screams of Jun Qicheng suddenly sounded, and Lin Huang bounced up from the bed in fright.

Lin Huang turned his head and looked around in confusion.

I saw Jun Chengcheng sitting beside him, wrapping his delicate body in a quilt, staring at Lin Huang with resentment.

Lin Huang suddenly changed color, looked down, and found that he and Jun Qicheng were dressed neatly, so he comforted with a long sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay!"

Before Lin Huang's words fell, it was a punch in the air that ushered in the king's fall of the city.

Bang bang bang.

Early in the morning, in the courtyard of the barren forest, the sound of two people fighting on the bed sounded again.

The kind of thieves.

Half an hour later, Lin Huang came out again against the wall......

(End of chapter)