The evening afterglow is scattered in the city of Yangzhou, like a thin layer of red, rows of attics of houses are shrouded above the heads of pedestrians, each family lights up lamps, although the night has not yet fallen, but the city is already full of stars.

The people who have lived in this vast land for generations have formed such a habit as early as the time when Ru Mao drank blood, always like to carry the torch before the darkness invades, to dispel the darkness and wild beasts, and the history has gone through thousands of years, and this capital city bathed in light will never fall into deep gloom.

Mortals are both afraid of the night and at the same time longing for the night, because the capital city in the night is different from the daytime, and it will add a touch of warmth, which is the temperature of the world.

Lu Jingyuan walked in the bustling street market, patrolling the Quartet with an emotional face, and after experiencing so many things, he began to realize how ordinary and great the life of ordinary people is, which unconsciously made him yearn.

In the past, he longed for the chic life of fresh clothes, angry horses, swords, rivers and lakes, but now it is no more, he just wants to protect everyone around him.

He's changed.

Lu Jingyuan quietly looked at the street covered with sunset and the endless stream of people on the street, he looked very seriously, he looked at the farmer family of three sitting in the street stall eating golden fried shrimp in the distance, the man who was holding a porcelain bowl full of fried shrimp in his hand was about thirty-five or sixteen years old, he looked like a stocky and honest farmer, the man held a golden crispy river shrimp in his hand and handed it to the young woman's mouth, the woman ate it with a happy smile on her face, and motioned to the man to taste it himself.

The man just greeted him with a smile, and then pinched a shrimp and stuffed it into the mouth of the child in the woman's arms, and the little girl with two cute buns on her head ate her mouth full of oil, stretched out her tender little meat hand and grabbed two or three fried shrimp and sent them to the mouth of the man.

The man put on a very exaggerated "bloody mouth" in front of him, and the two laughed.

"What a happy family. Lu Jingyuan muttered silently, his eyes were a little moist, he missed his biological mother.

In his memory, the dignified and elegant beautiful woman also liked to feed him when he was young, although the Lu Mansion was rich and not short of money, but the beautiful woman always gave him the first to eat and drink. Although the beautiful woman did not accompany him for a long time, Lu Jingyuan firmly remembered every moment of happiness, he did not complain that she left too early, he only complained that he did not have the opportunity to honor her well.

Parents all over the world are focused on their children, which is beyond doubt in Lu Jingyuan's heart, parents are born but not raised, broken fingers can be reported, born and raised, broken bones can be reported, not born and raised, there is no way to repay.

Therefore, the adoptive mother cabbage language is as important as the biological mother Yunshu in Lu Jingyuan's heart, and they are inseparable existences, if something happens to the cabbage language, presumably Lu Jingyuan will collapse half of the sky.

"Childe, let's go home. Cao Ziya looked at Lu Jingyuan's paused gaze, couldn't help but speed up her pace, leaned on Lu Jingyuan's side, and took Lu Jingyuan's hand along the water.

"Aya'er. Lu Jingyuan didn't expect Cao Ziya to behave so carefully, he slowly increased the strength of his palm and held her little hand tightly, and that feeling was very stable and steady.

"Why don't you go home. Lu Jingyuan raised a smile and got rid of all the gloom on his face.

Yes, although there are countless sorrows and sorrows in the world, we should not be overly immersed in the past and ignore the people around us, because they are still around us, so there is infinite hope for the future.

When the two walked to Bailong Street, Wang Yin, who was still waiting for someone with a stall, saw the two walking side by side, his eyes were startled at first, and he quickly turned his surprised gaze on the two of them repeatedly, and finally found something abnormal.

The "qi" on the tall brocade-clothed man has changed, he has become calm and introverted, and he has weakened a lot of his unruly demeanor, his eyes have begun to become more and more profound, and every step is extremely heavy, which has the meaning of a hidden dragon in the abyss.

The woman holding the sword in a dark dress is less playful and vivid than the original, and her body is full of sword intent like water and wind, without concealing it at all, and she has a somewhat wanton and rampant appearance, of course, ordinary people and lowly cultivators still can't feel it, only those who have the same strength as her can see through it at a glance.

The temperament of these two people has undergone earth-shaking changes compared to a few days ago, which is jaw-dropping, but Wang Yin, the Taoist of Bailong Mountain in Xichuan, has spied out one or two reasons, but he still can't see it clearly and clearly, like a curtain mixed with pen and ink, covering the karma of the two people tightly, and not allowing outsiders to spy on it.

"What the hell is going on?" Wang Yin muttered to himself, frowning.

"The royal road is good. Lu Jingyuan bowed his head to him, and Cao Ziyan also saluted meaningfully.

"Well, good. Wang Yin replied gently, and he smiled.

After waiting for the backs of the two to disappear into the street, Wang Yin quickly moved his fingers, the fingering was dazzling, his brows were furrowed deeper and deeper, and he calculated that suddenly there was a thunder in the sky, and Wang Yin, who was frightened, turned pale, and hurriedly buried his head in admitting his mistake, not daring to say a word, and then there was no thunder.

After returning to the Lu Mansion, most of the servants took a bath and rested, and only a small group of night watchmen would walk and wander around the large courtyards of the Lu Mansion to protect the lives of their masters and their families at night.

After Lu Jingyuan entered the hospital, he walked towards a remote courtyard, where Mrs. Gan lived and recuperated, at this moment the lights in the small courtyard were flickering, there was no trace of noise, even the footsteps of the maid were extremely slight, for fear of disturbing Mrs. Gan's dream, Mrs. Gan was very sleepy, always woke up at midnight, and the maids and maids in the courtyard were very cautious.

Lu Jingyuan quietly walked into the threshold of the small courtyard, and almost bumped into a servant girl, the servant girl didn't see who opened her mouth and wanted to scream, Lu Jingyuan covered her cherry mouth, he lowered his head and raised his finger on the tip of his nose, the maid saw that it was his own second son, and suddenly he was in a hurry, he wanted to move but didn't dare to use it, his face was flushed, Lu Jingyuan turned his head and looked at the window lattice spreading red light, there was no step forward, he needed to put down his hand, turn around and leave, and there was no trace when he came quietly.

After returning to her pavilion, Cao Ziya lit the lamp very brightly, and skillfully changed the aromatherapy fuel in her hands, she didn't realize that Lu Jingyuan had walked into the house and concentrated on doing many things at hand.

"Aya'er, rest, don't sort these out. Lu Jingyuan spoke.

"Childe, when did you come back?" ”

Cao Ziya turned around and looked, the person was standing within five steps behind her, her long dress was slender and graceful reflected by the lights, Lu Jingyuan actually looked at her for a long time, just watched quietly, and when Cao Ziya's cheeks that amazed him all the time were facing him, he slowly made a gesture.

He beckoned to her.

Cao Ziya walked over with a wink.

Lu Jingyuan hugged her fiercely, hugged her completely, Cao Ziya's body fell into his arms, his hands couldn't be placed, he simply rested on his waist, Cao Ziya stood on tiptoe and put his head on the side of his shoulder near his neck, closed his eyes and rested.

"Tired?"

"Not tired. ”

"But I feel distressed. ”

"Then you must love me well in the future, and you must not treat me badly, otherwise I will hate you for the rest of my life and hunt you down to the north and south. ”

"Hmm," Lu Jingyuan shook his head.

"Aya'er, stay with me tonight, I'm afraid of the dark, I've always been scared to death lately, and every night when I close my eyes, the overwhelming black tide will drown me, I don't know what's wrong. Lu Jingyuan let go of her and looked at her, his face was extremely serious, and even with a sense of longing.

"Well, you're not allowed to do anything to me. Cao Ziya was silent for a moment, and then she agreed, her face flushed with red clouds, I don't know if it was because of the light or some other reason.

The two of them were lying on their sides on the soft bed, the indoor lights could not penetrate the curtain, Lu Jingyuan stared directly at Cao Ziyan without even turning his pupils, and after a few moments, he blinked his eyelids and smiled at her contentedly.

Suddenly raised her head and kissed her white forehead, leaving a burning kiss, this time Cao Ziya's body seemed to be roasted by fire, she didn't dare to look at the person next to the pillow, and hid her head in the futon.

There is nothing to say this night, and you can sleep peacefully.

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In the Zhenghou Mansion, there are two figures blowing cool breezes on the tall platform on the Cailing Tower, a man and a woman, a Taoist monk, and a fox goblin, with a huge disparity in identity, and there is no tolerance between good and evil.

Bai Yu's eyes looked at the winding veranda on the right side of the garden downstairs, and after the verandah had opened the first hanging flower door, its trend spread in all directions, like a stream of water, and his gaze was fixed on a courtyard far away along the dazzling line.

Bai Yu opened his five fingers in the gloomy moonlit night, the five fingers were delicate and slender, which was whiter than a woman's fingers that did not touch the spring water all year round, and the maintenance was excellent.

"Zhong Huxian has been in the Zheng Mansion for so long, what have you gained? After that, he saw Zhong Jiuqiu's exquisite body that was so perfect that it was unbelievable.

"Bai Gongzi wants to say what he wants to say directly, don't bury others in a roundabout way. Zhong Jiuqiu, who had a sharp chin, snorted coldly, although her background was a fox clan that was famous for its beauty, but their Xuanyuan Tomb Spirit Fox clan was still very clean and self-conscious, and it could not be compared with those bewitching fox clans who were not in the stream, Zhong Jiuqiu was very dissatisfied with Bai Yu's words.

"Hehe, no, it's just a joke about you. Bai Yu smiled heartily at the moon.

"You can't always say good things out of your mouth. Zhong Jiuqiu sneered, but did not say anything.

"It's time to release the Demon King Mirage, remember the promise you gave me. Bai Yu reminded her very unceremoniously and ungracefully.

"My Xuanyuan Tomb Zhong family will remember the grace of the White Immortal Master's reinvention for generations, supreme virtue!" Zhong Jiuqiu's chest is bulging, and his appearance is very charming and cute, not as cold and beautiful as in the past.

"Just remember. Bai Yu glanced at it, and then stopped looking at her, this little fox is really interesting.

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An inn by the lake of Hongfeng Lake lives Tao Ruan and his party, and at this moment there are five people sleeping in the two first-class rooms, Tao Ruan and Lin Yuge in one room, and Song Qun, Fang Youtian and Liu Shengze in one room.

Tao was sleeping softly, while Lin Yuge was meditating and meditating, with "sword marks" in the center of his eyebrows. There is a sense of déjà vu that breathes slowly.

Song Qun was noisy by Fang Youtian's snoring and couldn't sleep, he glanced at Liu Shengze, who was in good luck, and hurriedly got out of bed to push the man who was sleeping like a dead pig, but there was no response, he went to bed again and wrapped the futon and wrapped it into a cicada chrysalis.

"It's really hard tonight," Song Qun cried.

Thick clouds and mist hovered in the sky of Yangzhou City, and under the clouds were stars shining, echoing the vast Milky Way on the clouds.

Tonight, thousands of homes are brightly lit.