Chapter 4 Because I Love You
This Spring Festival is happy for Zhao Yingluo, he is almost drunk in the gentle township of Nangong Huixue, and if he has a choice, he would rather be drunk and never wake up. During this period, Yuwen Shuoyue and several friends came to pay their respects to the New Year, and of course he also went out for a walk.
As for Nangong Huixue, because of her special identity, she is not suitable to appear in front of others. After all, although she used to have a wide range of friends and many disciples and disciples, there seemed to be many enemies. This woman who used to stand in the clouds, her current cultivation has fallen to the realm of the atomization period, so she can no longer show her appearance as Leng Xue'er, after all, without the blessing of anti-heaven cultivation, it will not be similar to Zhao Yingluo's "Thousand Faces Technique", and if she does the art of change again, it will be easy for others to see through it.
However, it seemed to be exactly what she wanted. This woman who was once in the sea, after too many ushers and send-offs, is used to seeing a lot of deceit, and knows the truth that "people are poor and do not enter the public, and they are humble and do not persuade others". Therefore, even if you fall into the deep valley, you can fortunately find someone who is interested and can be relied on. If a husband is like this, what more can a husband ask for?
A few days ago, Yuwen Shuoyue came over excitedly and said: Since the last time in the Warm Pavilion of Fucui Garden, Leng Manyun asked the two of them to come back first, not only did they not hold them responsible for breaking into the Warm Pavilion privately, but also on the second day of the first month of the first month, on the banquet with the old man Yuwen, he specially proposed that Yuwen Shuoyue go to the branch of Weidong Commercial Bank in Shuangyue City - Xingxinglou to exercise.
This matter immediately caused an uproar in the Yuwen family and even the entire Shuangyue City, this little monk who was only in the early stage of Hanlu, was able to get Leng Manyun, one of the three venerables of Weidong Commercial Bank, to take a different look, his future is naturally self-evident, not to mention that this person is also the second young master of the Yuwen family. No matter where he went in the past two days, all he heard were words of congratulations and flattery, which made him a little embarrassed.
While Zhao Yingluo was happy for his brother, he also heard the good news about him brought by Yuwen Shuoyue. That day, Shuoyue cleared her throat and said with a serious expression: Weidong Commercial Bank Wanbao Zhai shop big guy Yin Luo listened to the order, and the business house and Yuwen family jointly studied and decided, in view of the past three years Yin Luo can be willing to be ordinary, plain, with his own lonely persistence and diligent and inquisitive attitude, solid and abnormal professional, step by step in the position of apprentice, buddy, big guy, many times to create benefits for Wanbao Zhai, now appointed as the deputy shopkeeper of Wanbao Zhai Shuangyue City store, in charge of the purchase of goods.
At that time, after Yuwen Shuoyue was announced, he made a grimace at Zhao Yingluo, and the two hugged each other happily.
"As the deputy treasurer, you will have more free time, and you will definitely refine more magic weapons for me in the future." After we have cultivated to the stage of mental movement, with your refining talent, you may be able to master the refining method of spiritual weapons soon. It can be seen that Yuwen Shuoyue's happiness is sincere.
"I'll cover all the magic weapons you use in the future. Nodding, Zhao Yingluo patted his chest and said. What Yuwen Shuoyue didn't pay attention to was the fleeting sense of loss that flashed from the depths of Zhao Yingluo's eyes when he spoke just now.
"Husband, I haven't seen you cultivate in the past few days. Or, let's get started now. The concubine will give you some pointers. After feeding Zhao Ying a fleshy spirit orange, Nangong Huixue, who was nestled in his arms, exhaled in his ear and said like an orchid.
In terms of cultivation, if he could get the guidance of the great cultivator, it would definitely be a great blessing, but Zhao Yingluo was a little unimpressed by this. So he said noncommittally: "If I don't practice for my husband in the future, I will decide to be a mortal person and grow old with you." ”
Seeing Zhao Yingluo's resoluteness, Nangong Huixue sighed softly, and a trace of determination flashed in her good-looking peach blossom eyes, she had already made a decision in her heart, and the ceremony must start in the afternoon. The remnant soul that he was living in the soul nourishing wood painting scroll was already extremely weak, and even if he forced it, it seemed that he couldn't suffer for long. She originally planned to accompany Zhao Ying to spend the past few days, find a no-man's place and wait for her soul to fly away, but seeing him like this, Nangong Huixue had to gamble again.
For Zhao Yingluo's path of cultivation, for the Zhao family's national hatred and family hatred, she is willing to merge with Leng Qingyun's soul, and only hopes that she can love him as much as she does. Ever since Yu Zhao Yingluo learned that her sister Leng Qingyun only had one soul and three souls left, and the remaining souls were also dying quietly like herself, she had a vague decision in her heart.
However, what she hesitated was that when she merged with her sister's soul, if there was a mistake in any way, the two of them would fall into a situation from which they could never recover. Moreover, although she is not sure whether there is really a way of reincarnation in this world, after this act, she can indeed know for sure that from now on, both herself and her sister Leng Qingyun will lose the qualification to embark on the ethereal and illusory path of reincarnation again.
Nangong Huixue has never been a gambler, but in order to prevent Zhao Yingluo from continuing to be depressed, she knew that she had to do something.
According to her guess, the rest of her sister's soul and three spirits may no longer have her own initiative, but Rao is like this, if she forces herself to merge with it, she will definitely be attacked by madness, and the success rate of this matter will become slim. So finding a way to let your sister take the initiative may be the key to this.
Even after success, his person is a little like his sister and a little like himself, maybe only God knows, but one thing is for sure, the soul after the fusion will love Zhao Yingluo like their sisters.
On a winter afternoon, Zhao Yingluo and Nangong Huixue hugged each other and lay on the warm kang, his side face buried in the woman's long misty hair, sleeping sweetly. Her white arms lightly wrapped around her lover's shoulders, her white jade fingers swept across his cheeks, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of pity and reluctance.
"My favorite person, when you lie high in the nine clouds and feel the chill, will you remember that on a winter afternoon, there is such a woman, who has bloomed brilliantly for you? She has loved you, maybe the flame of love has not been completely extinguished in her heart, but she must go, I hope this love will not become a fetters on your cultivation path, she has loved you silently and hopelessly, or because of shyness, or because of jealousy and sadness, she loves so sincerely, so warmly, I hope others can love you like this. ”
She finally turned into a black flame and floated towards the stud-like magic weapon that Zhao Yingluo had obliquely inserted in her right ear, the ice thorn.