In the entire 357 courtyard, they fell into an absolute boom, and at this time, the love between the two was in full swing, and the love between the two was endless.

The night has passed, and the two are still fighting at night.

Seven days later, the two are still lingering.

January has passed, and the two are still fighting passionately.

In the middle of this month, there was already an additional dead man outside the courtyard of 357, this dead man had come to get the centipede before, but unfortunately the centipede did not take it, and his right hand was strangled by a red belt the moment it touched the gate.

Spring went to spring, and this fire-like lingering lasted for a whole year.

In this lingering between Ling Yun and Zhao Rong'er, they did not stop for a moment, which simply broke the normal physiological limit.

Although it is spring and spring, the surrounding trees are still lush, and although spring is gone, there is still a different kind of fragrance in the surrounding wind.

At this time, in the courtyard of 357, Ling Yun was sitting on a big rock, while Zhao Rong'er was lying on his lap in an extremely charming and comfortable posture.

Of course, at this moment, the two of them are already dressed in good condition, and there is not the slightest indecency.

"Hey, it's really like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, I didn't expect this time to linger, it turned out to be a year. Zhao Rong'er's charming eyes looked at the sky, and there was boundless emotion on her whole face.

Ling Yun smiled, his right hand tenderly stroked Zhao Rong'er's soft hair, and then said, "Of course, of course, how is my husband's staying power, is it strong enough?"

Hearing this, Zhao Rong'er's body suddenly jumped up from Ling Yun's knees, she withdrew two feet away, and then looked at Ling Yun with a cold gaze.

Looking at that cold gaze, Ling Yun's body trembled, and a bad premonition surged into his heart, he hurriedly stood up, and then said, "Rong'er, what's wrong with you?

Zhao Rong'er's gaze at Ling Yun was still cold, she seemed to have changed before and after, she didn't speak, but the corners of her mouth flashed with a little mockery.

Looking at the hint of ridicule at the corner of Zhao Rong'er's mouth, Ling Yun's premonition in his heart was even worse, and then said, "Why did you suddenly change your personality, you weren't like this before?"

"Did you suddenly change your character? maybe? I don't know what you added to that cigar that made me linger with you for a year, and if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, even I couldn't believe it, but now, I'm completely sober. Zhao Rong'er's jade-like face was very calm.

Ling Yun's brows furrowed slightly, and then he said, "What, you actually attributed all this to my cigar, could it be that when you said that whoever kissed you for no more than ten seconds, then it must be your wishful husband, it seems that all this is fake?"

"Hmph, I was confused by your cigar at the beginning, in fact, in addition to kissing me for no more than ten seconds, my Ruyi Langjun has one more important thing, that is, his cultivation is higher than mine, but your cultivation, you yourself understand. Zhao Rong'er's eyes were still cold, but in the depths of her cold eyes, there was a little bit of unbearability, but this unbearable was well hidden, very good.

Ling Yun's pace couldn't help but take two steps back, then looked at Zhao Rong'er from the new, and said, "It seems that everything is because of my cigar." ”

As he spoke, Ling Yun took out the cigar box from the Qiankun bag, and then with a thumb of his left hand, he picked out a cigar, and his left hand pinched the cigar so hard and vigorously that the cigar was crushed by it.

The residue of the cigar spilled towards the ground, drawing an indescribable arc in the air, and a little bit of indescribable feeling.

Ling Yun threw the crumpled cigar in his hand to the ground, then looked at Zhao Rong'er, and said, "Rong'er, I don't want to see your cold appearance now, you say, what do you want, I can do anything, after all, it will be ...... within this year."

"Don't talk to me about this. Zhao Rong'er coldly interrupted Ling Yun's words, and on her face, she was both shy and indignant.

Ling Yun hurriedly changed his words and said, "Okay, okay, don't talk about this, then let's talk about it, what to do next, how about being my wife?"

The corners of Zhao Rong'er's mouth still had mockery, and then said: "For the sake of this year's love, you better leave, from now on, the two of us don't owe each other, to be honest, I really don't want to see you again." ”

As she spoke, Zhao Rong'er turned her body around and turned her back to Ling Yun, as if she really didn't want to see him.

Ling Yun was standing up, the green tendons in his hands jumped violently, and the silky green tendons slowly filled his forehead, and he walked towards Zhao Rong'er unwillingly, so that he walked in front of Zhao Rong'er.

Zhao Rong'er looked at Ling Yun's gaze was still cold, and then said, "If you don't leave now, believe it or not, I'll stab you to death with a sword." ”

Zhao Rong'er jerked behind her and pulled out a long sword, which she pointed against Ling Yun's Adam's apple.

Ling Yun looked at the snow-bright sword tip in front of him, even if he wanted to swallow saliva, he didn't dare to, if he swallowed saliva, then the tip of the sword would also make him a marquis.

Ling Yun took a step back behind him, but still didn't go.

"Hmph, since you guys have taken a step back, why don't you leave?" Zhao Rong'er Jiao shouted.

Ling Yun's whole face was very complicated, his right hand stretched out, touched towards the Qiankun bag, and then took out a burning stick.

Looking at the burning stick, Zhao Rong'er's face was a little curious, but she still shouted: "If you don't leave now, do you really want me to kill you?"

Ling Yun raised the burning stick in his hand high, and then said, "Rong'er, what do you think I have in my hand?"

"This, isn't this a burning stick?" Zhao Rong'er stuttered a little.

Ling Yun's right hand stroked the fire stick, and then said, "This is not a fire stick, this is my love for you." ”

Zhao Rong'er raised the long sword in her hand and said, "Don't force me to kill you." ”

Ling Yun's eyes glanced at Zhao Rong'er's long sword pointing at him, and then looked at the burning stick in his hand, he pointed to the sky with two fingers, and then said with tenderness: "I, Ling Yun, swear today to this dark and majestic burning stick, my love for you Zhao Rong'er is from the bottom of my heart, this domineering burning stick can be seen, and the sun and the moon can be seen." ”

Zhao Rong'er's eyes flashed with disappointment, and then said coldly: "In this year, I haven't seen through what kind of person you are, I didn't expect you to be so disappointing, so unboundary, so unrealistic, I'm really disappointed, so disappointed, I'll give you a minute to leave, if I see you after a minute, I will kill you mercilessly." ”

Zhao Rong'er turned around, her beautiful face was resolute, and the sword in her hand was clenched tightly.