Under the mountain.

The quiet emptiness of the past has been restored.

The secluded mountain is the first mountain in the lonely city, full of flowers, and it is a lonely scene.

The private residence on the hill is one of the most noble and mysterious residences in the city.

If it weren't for the fact that Xinran Sect borrowed this place from a certain lady to hold a Taoist ceremony, it would be so lively today.

Now that the ceremony is over, the guests have dispersed, the prosperity of the day has passed, and the farce of not long ago has ended, and there is silence again.

The sun is setting.

Under the slanting sun.

In the distance, a few carriages were occasionally parked, and horses with the blood of strange beasts snorted boredly.

A short-haired girl was standing up from the carriage, looking around with her eyebrows twisted.

At this time.

A restaurant not far from the lively place that just happened at the foot of the mountain.

A man with a sword with an angry face walked out.

There are words in the mouth.

"What kind of broken restaurant is this, Jianxian Ju? No wonder the wine is so expensive, the tone is not small, I already knew to change it." ”

The man holding the sword withdrew his gaze from the plaque and sighed slightly, "The money sent by Qian'er is gone, and I don't know when this little girl will come back...... Alas, Bai was happy, but the broken lotus pond that was in the way was still not destroyed......"

Li Bai, who had a name that made Zhao Rong feel very interesting, tightened the sword in his arms, and glanced at the direction in which Zhao Rong was leading his young lady away, and there was a sense of resentment that the old father had abducted his daughter.

"Didn't you little bastard decide to leave and come back to scourge Miss?"

"But, heh, it's a little responsible, like a Zhao man. ”

Li Bai retracted his gaze, looked up at the lookout platform on the secluded mountain, didn't know what he thought, shook his head slightly, held a sword that could have been handed back today, and turned to leave.

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Zhao Rong didn't know where to go.

Just walking in one direction without stopping.

But.

It was different from when he witnessed Zhao Lingfei taking the sword not long ago, and he left with his gloomy back.

Because.

He dragged her with him.

At this time, Zhao Rong, with his head held high, his steps were steady, his eyes were looking ahead, and he didn't look back at Zhao Lingfei, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook.

Facing the passers-by he met one by one on the road, and in the face of their curiosity, envy or even disdain, Zhao Rong smiled.

He savored the boneless hand.

Warmth is transmitted to each other through the palm of your hand.

Her hands didn't seem to be as cold as they had just been, warm, well, and wet with sweat, and I don't know if it was hers or mine.

However, this feeling makes Zhao Rong very down-to-earth.

He could feel the real presence of the woman in the back who was following the same pace.

Her warmth, her softness, her weight, and, her fragrance......

It wasn't in a dream, he really found her.

"Return, is her sword heart okay?"

"It's been stabilized, you rushed in time, and the natal flying sword was also saved, although the situation of the heart lake is definitely worse than before, but it's not too much of a problem, after all, most of it has been destroyed by you a long time ago, and it's not so bad......"

Zhao Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

At that time, he suddenly woke up and galloped all the way back, and heard the deafening sound of cicadas from a long distance, and he felt bad.

When he arrived, he saw that Qingjun was surrounded by a strange silver-white sword qi, surrounded by a circle of people, and Gui eagerly said that her sword heart was at risk of being completely shattered, and it might destroy the foundation of the sword path, so he couldn't wait to rush over.

Fortunately, Qingjun was stopped from doing stupid things in time.

He wondered, why is it so dangerous to practice a sword, and why is that Lao Mozi's sword heart shattered at every turn......

The two walked hand in hand all the way.

There is no half-step stop.

I don't know how long I walked.

They left the entire Wangque East City behind them and came to a seashore.

The smell of the sea breeze and the ebb and flow of the sand are greeted by the white waves.

Look around.

As the sun sets, the setting sun melts gold, and it is about to sink into the vast North Sea.

As it has been for tens of thousands of years, the golden afterglow lingers on the fine sands that cover the entire narrow coastline.

It also stretched the figures of the two people very long.

There is no way ahead.

Zhao Rong's pace gradually slowed down.

Both stopped in the wind.

Zhao Rong turned his back to Qingjun and looked at the sunset on the sea level.

His gaze wandered and he licked his lips.

At a certain moment, Zhao Rong took a deep breath and suddenly looked back.

In a flash.

Bumped into her complicated gaze.

Zhao Lingfei turned her head in a panic like a deer quietly eating grass.

But then he seemed to realize something, and reacted instantly.

She jerked her head over, holding her head high like a proud white swan.

Zhao Lingfei's head full of soft green silk was dignified by a simple wooden hairpin.

The neck is slender and round red by the brilliant golden sunset.

Two slender willow eyebrows like distant mountains frowned tightly towards the center of the eyebrows.

A pair of bright long eyes like autumn water, the pupils are like paint, and they are being stared at at at this time.

She had a thin face and looked at Zhao Rong with disdain.

Why should I be afraid of you? Who are you to me?

A sentence of "why are you still coming to me" is about to blurt out.

But after seeing Zhao Rong's face clearly, Zhao Lingfei's pupils shrank slightly, and she still swallowed these heavy words.

She still stared at the weather-beaten emaciated face with the same expression.

"Let go. ”

Zhao Rong blinked.

The big hand loosened slightly.

The little hand is lightly opened, ready to retract.

But.

The next second.

Zhao Rong's big hand burrowed into her soft palm.

Instantly interlocked with her fingers.

The hands of the two were full of each other's touches.

Zhao Lingfei hurriedly withdrew her hand.

"You, let me go!"

But.

Her slender hands have been entangled by Zhao Rong.

Zhao Lingfei bit her silver teeth and stretched out her other bare hand to plate his hand.

At this time.

Zhao Rong's free left hand suddenly raised, wrapped it forward, and hugged the slender waist of the lady who was very close to him.

A domineering pull.

In a flash.

Warm nephrite crashed into his arms.

Seeing that Zhao Rong not only clasped her hand, but also had to hug her inch by inch.

Zhao Lingfei's apricot eyes widened suddenly, and the crisp chest that was suppressed by him rose and fell violently, looking at the shameless bastard in front of her with some incredulity.

How did he become so bad?

She bit her red lip and twisted her shoulders, trying to break free from his embrace.

"Dengzi, let me go!"

"Don't let go, don't let go of death, you are my lady, I am your husband, good, lady is obedient......"

All of a sudden.

The two were entangled together in the warm residual sun, on the delicate sandy beach.

At this time, if someone passes by the beach and looks at it from a distance, they will definitely smile and think that it is a small couple who are quarreling......

Not much.

On the beach, both of them calmed down, motionless, and stood as quietly as the twilight sun.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who was about to reach the Heavenly Zhi Realm, still did not break free from the embrace of Zhao Rong, who ascended to the Heavenly Realm......

Zhao Rong gently hugged Concubine Zhao Ling, holding her slender waist with one hand and caressing her emaciated jade back with the other.

He buried his head in her hair, his face against her red little ears, soft and warm, making him want to take a bite, but he was reluctant.

Zhao Rong took a deep breath.

What enters the nose is the virgin body fragrance of the lady, which is clear and quiet, fragrant and sweet.

He couldn't help but hug it tighter.

Didn't want to lose her again.

Zhao Lingfei's head was also resting on his shoulder, but her hands hung down weakly, and she didn't hug him, she let him hold it motionlessly.

Zhao Rong's nose was tickled by Zhao Lingfei's messy green silk, and her pointed little chin was a little awkward.

However, Zhao Rong didn't care, but squinted at the sunset in the distance that was about to completely fall from the sky to the sea.

He gently shook Zhao Lingfei's delicate body, sniffed the fragrance of her hair with his head sideways, and gently exhaled beside her red crystal ear beads:

"Qingjun, my husband is wrong. ”

"I'm just a bastard, after you left, I realized that you were good ...... before"

"The night of the cave room, in fact...... I really forgot the white jade plate, I didn't forget it on purpose, if you are willing to listen, I will tell you carefully......"

Zhao Rong stopped, but Zhao Lingfei, who couldn't see the expression on his shoulder, didn't make a sound.

Zhao Rong smiled bitterly:

"Qingjun, I had amnesia at the time, this is really not that old-fashioned excuse. The white jade plaque was found in front of my mother's grave and was buried by my former me...... The moment I saw the white jade plate, I remembered my love with you, but ...... At that time, I didn't remember everything, I just felt sorry, so I thought about going north to return the jade to you, but then I experienced a lot of ...... on the road."

Zhao Rong took a deep breath and continued to say softly:

"After going through a lot of things, I completely fused the previous memories, and I realized that you were so real that you existed beside me, and it turned out that those memories were all experienced by me with you. ”

"I can't forget, someone embroidered for me, someone knitted for me, someone was in a daze for me, someone waited for me, someone cried for me. ”

"Perhaps, I didn't like you in the past, and even disliked you, but now I have a different feeling about the bits and pieces I used to be with you, and unlike before, I am very sure now...... I love you. ”

Zhao Rong gently shook the quiet Qingjun in his arms.

The setting sun over the sea sent the last rays of afterglow into his eyes, staining his bright eyes red.

His eyes were bright and full of brilliant gold.

But his heart was not in this gorgeous beauty, but in her dreams.

As I said, look straight at your heart.

Zhao Rong closed her eyes, her face was buried in her green silk, and her lips lightly touched a small red round ear bead.

Concubine Zhao Ling's delicate body trembled.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he was closest to her ears, eager for her to hear his full heart.

"So this time I came to return the jade, not as a guest, but as a returner. ”

"Qingjun. ”

He said softly:

"I, Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu, are extremely greedy.

Both your heart and your body.

I'm going to take you by day,

I will hold you at dusk,

to caress you in the night,

Wake you up with a kiss in the morning. ”

Zhao Rong was between her green silks, her eyes tightly closed.

"Xiao Qingjun, give your husband another chance, can you accept it?"