Chapter Seventy-Three: Affection is Deep
That night, the two people who were responsible for buying time for everyone to escape for their lives, after a battle with more than 30 Dongchang Jinyi guards, only came back to the captain Xiao Xiao, and it has been 3 days, but he has not found the person or body of the impermanence, and he himself did not come to Juxian Villa. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info The 7 people of the 7th squad of Jinyiwei, from the day of departure from the North Town Fuji until the Taoyuan Mountain Yuyi became brothers, the group of 7 people encountered danger, but never left each other. This time, there has been no news of impermanence for 3 days, and the remaining 6 brothers are a little dull in their hearts, and they have planted the seeds of revenge in their hearts: the one who killed my brocade guard - forced to die, and the one who killed my brother - repaid with his life!
Because the slender girl's injuries need long-term treatment, and the condensed hands of her own team also need ten days and half a month to fully recover, Xiao Xiao's team can't leave any of the brothers in the team again.
In Beizhen Fusi Jinyiwei, the eldest brother Xiao Xiao has always been serious and serious, and the second brother Zhao Hu does not know how to be witty and humorous. Ling Feng, who is casual on weekdays, likes to play with the wind and pass the time of boredom. Since then, he has lost a brother and playmate by his side, although 3 days have passed, Ling Feng still can't let go in his heart.
Today is a sunny day with a little breeze, and everyone is resting and helping in Juxian Villa. Ling Feng had an embroidered spring knife pinned to his waist, and a pot of wine in his hand, and he came to a lake outside the backyard of Juxian Villa. took off the embroidered spring knife at his waist and stuck it on the ground, and he sat down under an old willow tree, lifting a pot of wine with one hand to the sparkling lake.
"Hades, my good brother, Ling Feng and I have been fortunate enough to be a brother with you in this life! ”
With that, Ling Feng uncorked the wine jar and began to pour it into his stomach in a big gulp towards the lake. After drinking for a while, Ling Feng was a little drunk and hazy, and put down the wine jar in his hand.
"The wind is impermanent, you listen to me, in addition to Lao Tzu can fool people, Lao Tzu also sings well, and sooner or later martial arts will be better than you......"
The drunk Ling Feng didn't know what else he wanted to say to follow the impermanence, so he broke off a willow leaf from the willow branch hanging next to him, touched the leaf with his lips, and moved the leaf left and right with both hands, and a song "Life is Like a Long Road" scattered from the wind:
The road of life is like a long dream. The road is windy and frosty, and the wind and frost are dry...... The road to the world, happy boy. The road is rugged, rugged and does not see the sun. In the mud and dust, happiness has several directions. A trace of dreamy wind and rain, the road is boundless......
Ling Feng took the leaf from his lips and gently placed it on the grass, while he got up and pulled out the embroidered spring knife tremblingly.
"The wind is impermanent, optimistic about ......"
The sad song was still swaying in the wind, and Ling Feng began to dance with the wind on the edge of the lake with the embroidered spring knife in his hand.
The road of life is like a long dream. The road is windy and frosty, and the wind and frost are dry...... The road to the world, happy boy. The road is rugged, rugged and does not see the sun. In the mud and dust, happiness has several directions. A trace of dreamy wind and rain, the road is boundless......
The intoxicated Ling Feng didn't know that under the cover of the weeping willows of an old willow tree not far away, a person who cared about himself was already silently watching him with concern, she was Ouyang Ziling, who loved him deeply. A gust of wind blew this sorrow past Ouyang Ziling and hit her in the face. Since the day he met Ling Feng, he had never seen him so sad. Experiencing her husband's mood, the corners of Ouyang Ziling's eyes began to slowly burst into tears. Ouyang Ziling wanted to rush over to comfort Ling Feng, but she understood that what Ling Feng needed at this moment was to be quiet. Maybe it's too drunk, maybe it's too tired. Ling Feng finally swung his embroidered spring knife and slashed at the calm lake, and a large number of waves instantly appeared on the surface of the lake. While waiting for the waves on the lake to calm down again, Ling Feng fell to the ground on his back, and the embroidered spring knife also fell beside him.
"Husband!"
Seeing Ling Feng fall to the ground, Ouyang Ziling, who was worried about her husband, quickly ran out. ran to Ling Feng's side and snuggled Ling Feng in his arms.
"Woo-huh, huh-huh......"
Ling Feng was lying in Ouyang Ziling's comfortable arms, already falling into a deep sleep.
"So you were asleep! I thought you were ......."
I wanted to say something, but seeing that her husband was sleeping with his eyes closed, Ouyang Ziling didn't want to wake him up. Ouyang Ziling sat quietly by the lake with full of love, looking at her husband who was sleeping like a child at the moment, Ouyang Ziling's white hand gently lifted Ling Feng's wind-blown hair, and the delicate sword eyebrows pointed arrogantly, symbolizing the mature stubble has also begun to emerge, and the occasional squirming in the mouth seems to be reminiscing about some beautiful delicacies. Ouyang Ziling gently hugged her husband with both hands and looked at the lake happily. At this moment, Ling Feng didn't wake up, and time seemed to stand still.
And found that her husband and sister were missing, and Azwa, who was looking for her everywhere, also came to the lake at this moment and saw her husband sleeping in her sister's arms, and her sister was also the husband who hugged the sisters affectionately. This scene, if Az Wa saw it for the first time, he would definitely rush over without hesitation to mess around, but after experiencing the incident in Taoyuan Mountain, Azir also matured. As long as it is his husband, whether it is himself or his sister Ouyang Ziling as his wife, Azwa does not have many opinions. After looking at it for a while, Azwa was about to turn away, but a hand suddenly stretched out from behind his back.
"I've finally found you, so you're here!"
Azwa was startled at first, and when he heard a familiar voice, he turned around to see that it was the old urchin Jia Wuya behind him.
"What about the herbs that you were asked to buy?"
"Oh, in hand!"
Azwa watched the scene just now with too much intent, but he forgot the task given to him by the medical saint armor. Seeing Jia Wuya suddenly appear behind him, Azwa looked a little panicked. Seeing that his beloved little girl doll looked a little sad, some gossipy Jia Wuya walked around Azwa to the front, and clearly saw the scene of Ouyang Ziling and Ling Feng.
"Oops, oops...... Too spicy, too spicy......"
Jia Wuya, who had been single until the age of 60, saw the young couple in front of him who showed affection, and immediately covered his eyes with his hands to prevent his heart from being attacked by a powerful force.
"Oops, that's enough, let's go......"
Az Wa, who originally had nothing in his heart, was troubled by the old naughty boy like this, and Az Wa began to feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, and some sour feelings began to swell to his nose.