Chapter Ninety-Six: The Past
When the wine jar fell to the ground, it swung around twice and was stopped by the threshold. The visitor hesitated, bent down to pick up the wine jar and put it on the table, looked at the woman in red who was slumped on the floor, and sighed silently. After Shangguan Lin died, the whole village changed into black clothes, but Junluo did not change anyone.
She still refused to accept Shangguan Lin's death.
"Luoluo, don't drink it. A gentle and loving voice sounded in her ears, and the woman in red raised her head, her usually clear eyes seemed to have lost focus, and she didn't recognize who it was. Her lips moved, as if calling someone's name, and Shangguan Ning's eyes turned red: "Luoluo......"
"Aunt Ning. Jun Luo's voice trembled a little, she said quickly, and then don't look away. The woman bit her lower lip fiercely, calmed her emotions, and tried to keep her tone from crying: "I'll be fine tomorrow, you don't have to worry." β
She seems to have changed back to the way she was when she first arrived at the villa, like a bloodied little leopard, no matter how sad she is, she is still wary of everything around her.
Shangguan Ning took two steps forward, squatted down beside her, and gently stroked her drunken face, as if she loved her daughter's mother: "Luoluo, you look at your aunt." Ah Lin has ...... Sleep, he doesn't want to see you torture himself like this, such a bright girl, so aggressive, how can he be depressed like this all the time? Jianzhuang has a brother taking care of it, you don't have to force yourself like this, we don't have Ah Lin anymore, we can't do without you anymoreββ"
"Aunt Ning......" The woman in red stretched out her hand to hug the beautiful woman, unable to suppress her tears, and her body trembled: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... If it's not me...... I'm sorry!"
She has lived up to everyone's trust, Daizong Jianzhuang, and herself.
Let her ruin Shangguan Lin's last concern, she can't do it......
"Cry, it's better to cry...... Luoluo, you are only twenty-one, and it is too early for you to take up the villa. Don't think about it so much, before you grow up, there will be Aunt Ning and the old man to carry it for you......" Comforting the girl in his arms softly, Shangguan Ning sighed heavily. Suddenly, the suppressed sobbing sound in her ears stopped, and Jun Luo let go of the hands holding her, looked directly into her eyes, and looked extremely firm: "Aunt Ning, I have to bear it." I will carry the sword village and wait for him to return, and then I will give everything back to him with my own hands. β
"I'm not going to do any worse than he was. β
Syllable. Jun Luo closed the account book and patted his head, his face heavy. Ah Zi on the side looked at her, lowered her eyes, and stopped talking. The woman in red frowned slightly, a little impatient: "If you have anything to say, just say it." She rarely talks to them in such a tone, which shows that she is really irritable in her heart, but Ah Zi is different from Qingchi, she is the most 'unaware': "Master, you have already done this far, and now you have to give up and start over, is it worth it?"
Is it worth it? The woman in red laughed in a low voice, and she didn't know who she was mocking, she shook her head as if she didn't want to answer this childish question, and raised her hand to pick up the next account book; Ah Zi sighed silently, her eyes fell on the personnel book in front of her again, and suddenly there was a loud bang in her earsβPeng!
Jun Luo looked at the wooden table that was broken in two by his palm, and tightly clenched the bloody hand that was pierced with sawdust: "I don't know if it's worth it, I only know that you said that you don't want me to make a wrong decision...... It's a shame I was wrong. β
She said it lightly, but her heart was like a knife.
"My original plan was to set up the Daizong Sword Village and replace it with my own cronies, but now I have no one under me except you. If you want to recruit believers, why bother to arrange them in? It is much easier to set up your own door. β
"It's much more difficult to stand on your own, master, you have to think about it. Ah Zi said lightly, squatting down and picking up the books that fell on the ground: "The seven swords of Daizong Jianzhuang are now only your orders, the old man's legs are useless, there is no need to be afraid, Aunt Ning does not know swordsmanship, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, do you have to go around in circles? Daizong Jianzhuang's right to speak in Xianmen is not something you want to have on your own." β
"Then let it have. The woman in red suddenly raised her head, her gaze was almost fanatical, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she had discovered something: "Yes, let it have." Ah Zi, I thought of a way to kill two birds with one stone...... The old man said that Penglai Island really exists, then Penglai Golden Lotus also really exists, if I can find Penglai Island, take away Penglai Golden Lotus, and then let them have to participate in the conflict on land, for my use......"
is a very bold idea, but the expression of the woman in purple is still indifferent: "The master said it easily, but this game of chess is too big." Not to mention anything else, if you want to recruit people, how do you recruit them? Now that there are many immortal gates, who would pay attention to a so-called immortal gate with only one person?"
"No one will pay attention. Jun Luo said, but the light in his eyes was even more fanatical: "But no one will refuse-Penglai." β
Jungnam Mountain. Xianmen Society.
A silver and blue fairy light fell with two rays of light, one red and one purple, attracting the attention of more than half of the people at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. I saw that the woman in red had a black cloth tied around her head and wrist, and she didn't care about those eyes that seemed to be lively, and walked straight to the Yu disciple at the gate of the mountain: "Daizong Sword Village, Jun Luo." β
Opening the gilded invitation, the young Yu disciple frowned: "This...... The invitation is written on the owner of Shangguan Zhuang......"
This disciple is extremely young, he must have been here for the first year, and he has never seen her. Jun Luo was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Master fell into a coma two months ago, and I took charge of Jianzhuang on my behalf, and Master was still there when I sent the invitation, so it doesn't match." β
"This ......" The disciple was embarrassed for a moment, and looked at the senior brothers around him, but there were many guests, and the two senior brothers were busy. His face turned red, and he said hesitantly: "Miss Jun, you wait a minute, I'll report to the young master...... This invitation is all in real name, I really ......"
As soon as these words came out, many gloating eyes came over, Jun Luo subconsciously straightened his waist, looked at the two Yu disciples next to him who pretended that nothing had happened, and hooked his lips: "Then I will trouble you to run." Seeing the little disciple running away, Ah Hong frowned: "It seems that an immortal sect will make all the Yu disciples dizzy, and no one will recognize them." β
He meant something, and the disciples on the side glanced at him, glanced at the wrench on Jun Luo's hand, and said in a strange manner: "There are countless monks in the world, and not everyone is worthy of recognition, who will take a few more glances when they come with him?" Ah Hong's pupils shrank, her face showed anger, and she was about to have a seizure, but she heard a call: "Jun Luo, you are here." β
Yu Tianhe trotted over a few steps, with an apologetic smile on his face: "This disciple is newly raised, I don't know anything, don't be surprised." β
"Thank you Young Master Yu for letting me go. Jun Luo smiled, his smile bright, as if he didn't take everything just now to heart. She walked into the mountain gate with her head held high, leaving those whispered discussions behind, and as she rubbed shoulders, she glanced faintly at the Yu disciple who had just spoken.
In an instant, a vicious chill as if being targeted by a poisonous snake appeared behind him, and the Yu disciple palpitated fiercely, and then came back to his senses, the woman had already walked out of the distance. He took a sip and did not hide his volume: "What are you pretending to be, you really use chicken feathers as an arrow? Do you still want everyone to know you, and you don't weigh how many pounds and taels you have?"
"Let's not say a word, she can say that she is the Longquan Sword Master now. β
"She is also worthy of an orphan who was picked up, why didn't Shangguan Lin die and Jianzhuang didn't leave it to her father? β
"You...... Alas, those rumors are just listened to, and disaster comes from the mouth. No matter why, at the age of twenty, she broke through the earth immortal, she is not a vase. β
Smack. The woman on the mountain road suddenly stopped, and Ah Hong wanted to say something, but Ah Zi stopped her with her eyes. Jun Luo turned his back to the two of them, and couldn't see her expression, but the voice was extremely calm: "Rumors, what did you say?"
"That's all the people out there who are fedβ"
"What to say. The woman repeated it again, and although her tone was calm, it was plain and cold.
"Say...... Although the owner of the village and you do not have the name of husband and wife, they are already husband and wife, and it is only after being bewitched that they will ...... Jianzhuang "Ah Hong, don't look over, you can't go on." His words are already very euphemistic, I don't know how ugly it is to say outside, maybe people are born to like this kind of drama of sparrow branches turning into phoenixes, so I can't see how hard others work, just blindly take people by color and deny everything about her.
Scold. Jun Luo smiled lightly, but his eyes were still cold: "The person who said this, find out for me." β
"Sword Master?" Ah Hong was a little puzzled, but Ah Zi nodded yes. The woman in red walked forward again, the sun shining on her face through the forest, reflecting the bright smile, but her eyes were as cold as Hades: "Those who spread falsehood do not need tongues. β
"I don't know Zhongnanshan today, and I won't know Zhongnanshan in the future. β
Yu's old house.
Junluo slapped on the bed, and the setting sun hit her face through the window, gentle and tough, as if plated with a layer of gold. Her beauty is that no matter how many times she looks at it, she will still be amazed, unlike Xia Han's gentleness and indifference, Junluo is more attractive than her. This is probably why so many people are saying that she serves people in Israel.
Ah Hong looked at Jun Luo, who was making his own bed, and a sour feeling suddenly rose in his heart; hearing the footsteps, the woman in red smiled lightly: "Does it mean that I don't have to go?" Every time the party dinner the night before the start of the Xianmen meeting, only the famous heads of the Xianmen can participate, and Daizong Jianzhuang has never been absent, but this time...... Hong nodded.
There was silence behind her, but Jun Luo was stunned for a moment, she didn't seem to be fully prepared to hear the news, her hand unconsciously scratched the futon, and when she came back to her senses, she laughed at herself again: "I'm really sorry old man, I have set such a shameful precedent here." β
"The rumors from the outside world are too rampant, and the old man Yu also said that you just lost your teacher, and you shouldn't come to participate in the Xianmen Meeting...... I really don't understand, in this world, I still think that women are just vassals?" Ah Hong's tone was a little excited, he was really not worth it for the king. Twenty-year-old earth immortals, who dared to think before this? These people are not the idea of encroaching on the sword village......
"Ah Hong, do you also think that the master handed over the sword village to me out of selfishness?" Jun Luo turned around and said lightly. Facing those eyes, Ah Hong was suddenly speechless. The woman smiled, "We all know he is selfish, but not what they say." One day as a teacher and a father for life, his unfinished mission, I will carry it. I will prove it to the people of the world that Master handed over the sword village to me because I can afford it, not because he wants me to afford it. β
It's just a dinner, and it's gone, and it's naΓ―ve to think that such humiliation can do anything.
In the seven years before she met Shangguan Lin, she had seen everything.