Penglai Island by the sea.

Wuyong was just about to get on the boat, but was stopped by Huali: "Wuyong Gongzi, please help Sakurahime." The man in white glanced at the middle-aged woman lightly, and saw that Sakura also turned her head, her expression did not fluctuate, and she stretched out her hand to him. Seeing that Wu Yong didn't move, Hua Li was a little annoyed: "Childe, Sakura Ji is about to marry Penglai, you help her-"

"No, you don't. With three words, Sakura's face changed suddenly, her hand in the air trembled slightly, and she looked at Wuyong who was about to say something, but heard a female voice behind her:

"Ah, it turned out to be the owner of the village, you went there in person?" Jun Luo looked at the man in white, a little surprised. Wuyong saluted her, Jun Luo returned the salute with a fist, and said with a smile: "I see that the atmosphere in the village is inexplicably serious these days, I think there is something big, and I want to go with me." What about three hundred? Do you live with your mother-in-law, and your brother doesn't come to send one away from the island to catch demons. ”

"Granny Gu has given a grounding order, and if she can't learn the golden needle acupoint, she can't take a step away from the tower. Besides, this thousand-year-old demon, I don't worry about her going. Wu Yong replied lightly. Jun Luo's eyes were so sharp, he had already seen that there seemed to be something wrong with these two people, and seeing that Sakura's eyes were slightly cold, he smiled and bowed his hand to the beauty: "Miss Sakura." Don't disturb your two brothers and sisters to catch up, Junluo will get on the boat first. ”

As soon as the red dress fluttered in front of her, Jun Luo landed firmly on the deck, and the little maid on the ship, who had its own reception, led her to the cabin. It wasn't until the blush disappeared from sight that Sakura withdrew her gaze, took a deep look at Wuyong, and walked up the ladder with the corner of her skirt.

Wuyong's expression is as usual, if he is replaced by an eagle and does not anchor here, he will find that his master is in a good mood. He tapped his palm twice with a fan, followed him to the deck, and sure enough, he saw Hanari waiting for him on the deck with a dark face, and it seemed that the cousin was finally willing to sit down with him and talk.

Cabin.

Although it is only a boat, Sakura's cabin is like a small suite. The furnishings look fresh and elegant, quite low-key, but Wu Yong still saw from the paint off the Duobao Pavilion and the small table that Sakura's status did not seem to be as high as she appeared.

After all, Genji is a branch of the Japanese imperial family, and hundreds of years of development are now in full swing, and such a ship is rationed to the eldest daughter, which is really shabby.

"It's already my cousin who is the guest of the lord, and you don't have to hide some words. The man in white sat down on the cushion, a faint smile on the corner of his lips did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and the momentum of that moment made Huali almost think that he was facing the master. Sakura closed her eyes and saluted Wuyong: "My brother is very smart, so I can naturally see what Sakura's situation is." Now my father is seriously ill and difficult to recover, and he was targeted in the court, the abbot of Daocheng Temple was originally good friends with his father, and now he is also taking care of himself, and my three younger brothers are more than a nest. Because my family often marries Penglai, I made this decision, and the relationship was bought to render the incident of the Daocheng Temple Bell as the emperor's failure to govern, and folk rumors spread, and the emperor had to order that if there were celebrities who could surrender to the demons, there would be a heavy reward. ”

If Genji had handled the matter properly and saved the face of the imperial family, the emperor would naturally favor her father, and the abbot of Doseiji Temple would also appreciate his father's credit, which strengthened the relationship between the two parties. Although it was a desperate battle to make this decision, it is not difficult to see that this girl is not a vase in an ordinary big family that has no brains and only knows how to fight beauty. Wu Yong pondered what she said again in his heart, and grasped the point: "According to what you said, there will be people who will obstruct us?"

Sakura smiled bitterly: "Cousin is smart. My family has a feud with the Fujita family, and now that Fujita is in power, he will definitely not watch me lead someone to solve the matter of Daocheng Temple. However, the snake demon is really powerful, and the powerful onmyoji of the whole country do not have the method, or the high monks of Daocheng Temple sacrificed his life to trap him in the main hall of Daocheng Temple, and the Buddhist scriptures are blessed every day. Before the monk passed away, he said that this magic circle would only be effective for one month at most, and now it has been four days since I came out, and it has only been twenty days since the formation was broken. ”

The cramped cabin suddenly fell silent. Sakura saw that Wu Yong didn't speak, and she was inevitably a little anxious, so she hurriedly said: "The reason for the marriage, Sakura knows a little bit, if the brother can help Sakura do this, Sakura is willing to marry Penglai-"

"No, you don't. Wu Yong interrupted her lightly, and his tone was much softer than just now: "I help you have my own conditions, and this condition still needs me to see how things are going to tell you." After all, I can't insist that I can do it, and there are also capable people in Dongying, but the whole country can't, and there is no one in Donghai, so how dare I boast about Haikou? As for the marriage, my cousin doesn't need to mention it again, I have my own considerations. Sakura's eyes widened slightly, as if she was about to speak, but she only nodded after thinking about it, a hint of loss flashing in her lowered eyes. The man in white on the opposite side got up to leave, not hearing the woman in red sigh softly.

Hanari looked at her young lady with a little distress on her face: "Sakurahime......"

She had been looking at her since she was in her infancy, how could she not see that Sakura was moved.

The red-robed woman smiled, not having any sadness from her daughter's family, but being more calm: "You don't have to look like this, such a man will be tempted by anyone else." I don't love him, I just admire his affection. Who doesn't like good people?" Sakura said as she said that, Sakura's mind came to mind again with the crimson figure on the roof: "It's him, and it's no exception......"

The hull of the ship shook, and the ship heading to the east finally opened.

Night. Deck.

Junluo stood on the deck in a black cloak, her long hair and clothes blown by the sea breeze. The sailors had told her that she was so prone to seasickness, and she just smiled and said that the wind would blow for a while, and that would blow for an hour.

Junluo especially likes the night, not only because the night is suitable for killing people and setting fires, but also because of the concealment of the night. She only needs to stand in the shadows for a moment to catch all the movements of people in the light, and no one will notice her in the dark. On weekdays, she treats people with a smile, and only at night does she have a little time to be cold to herself.

The shadow enveloped the woman, revealing only a crimson skirt, and the faint silhouette looked illusory and indifferent, as if detached from the world. This woman is like a huge mystery, bright and profound, sincere and thoughtful, you think you understand it, but she has a different appearance, which is fascinating. Wuyong stopped beside her, looked at the dark sea like Jun Luo, and said lightly: "The sword master also came out to breathe." ”

"What a coincidence. Jun Luo smiled and handed the soju in his hand to Wu Yong, who shook his head slightly, she chuckled lightly, and drank the rest of the wine in the cup.

"Alcohol is strong, and drinking too much hurts the body. ”

"I just hid this vial, and if it wasn't too cold, I wouldn't be willing to take it out. Junluo shrugged innocently and screwed the vial back into the cloth bag around his waist. Wu Yong smiled: "Even if the sword master hides more, I won't search my body, so naturally I don't know." ”

"Oh-" Jun Luo dragged out a long voice, and suddenly realized: "Since the owner of the village said so, is it a disguised saying that what Jun Luo says, what do you believe?" The woman in red smiled, and there seemed to be stars flashing in her eyes: "Flattered." ”

Wuyong coughed lightly, looked away, and changed the topic: "I don't know if I have the honor to see the sword master's Longquan swordsmanship this time?" Jun Luo's eyes dimmed, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, she lowered her head and gently stroked the soft fur on her cloak, and said softly: "I'm afraid that Zhuang will be disappointed, Jun Luo abandoned the sword four years ago." ”

The man in white was silent for a moment, as if hesitating to speak, and finally asked, "Is it related to your master?"

The dagger stuck in his heart seemed to have been turned around, and the painful pain spread all over his body in an instant, Jun Luo closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, and nodded: "After Master fell unconscious, I have never used a sword again." ”

"Why?"

Seeing things and thinking about people, thinking about it and hurting it.

"He was injured and unconscious because he blocked a sword for me. The woman in red sighed, patted the nine-section whip on her waist, and said, "Since then, it seems that I have a knot in my heart, and I dare not touch it." ”

"I'm sorry. Wuyong raised his hand as if he wanted to pat her back, but his hand stopped in mid-air, and finally clenched his fist lightly and retracted it. Jun Luo smiled slightly bitterly and waved his hand: "The owner doesn't have to say sorry. When I was fourteen years old, I was adopted by the master and brought back to the villa to teach me immortal swordsmanship, and the old owner and Aunt Ning treated me like a daughter, but in the end, the master was ...... because of me Before he fell unconscious, he passed the Longquan Sword Master to me, and took the Daizong Sword Village with him. Since then, Junluo's life has been from Jianzhuang, and everything is Jianzhuang's first. On that day, no one knew that the people of the Life and Death Platform broke into the depths of Jianzhuang, or I went back to the village late at night and bumped into it, and I couldn't ask a word after torture, so Jun Luo was anxious, but he was afraid that the Life and Death Platform would be unfavorable to Jianzhuang and he didn't find out in time. When he first arrived in Penglai, Junluo has always had an eye in his heart, and today he also confessed to the owner. But after many days of getting along, Junluo believes that Wuzheng Villa is benevolent and virtuous, and will never do evil things. ”

The woman in red clasped her fists and saluted, her talking eyes full of earnestness, and her expression was a little tired. Wu Yong returned the courtesy: "It's all human nature, and the sword master doesn't need to blame himself." It's late at night, the sword master should go back and rest, and tomorrow he will be able to go to Dongying. ”

Jun Luo's head fell: "It's okay, the owner of the village also rests early." Suddenly, the woman raised her head and smiled slyly: "Since I regard the owner of the village as a friend, I will tell you all these words, and you and I will not be more divided than the master of the sword in the future, and call me the king." ”

"Junluo. The owner of the village is as kind as a stream, and his smile is faint.

"Nothing goes. The woman in red smiled and whispered something, and saw the owner of the village, who had not moved for ten thousand years, stumbling under his feet, and his cheeks were slightly red. Jun Luo laughed, turned to leave, and sighed helplessly as he watched the red shadow disappear into the night.

Jun Luo just said, you bow to me, and those who don't know think you're worshipping me.

This girl. The owner of the Wuyong Farm, who was molested for the first time in his life, was a little crying and laughing.