Han ...... Brother Han?"

As soon as the haunting voice sounded, Han Sheng didn't believe his ears. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Jiang Lin? How could it be Jiang Lin? This is Shu Mountain, and the four major immortal gates are all in the Shangqing Palace, how can there be Jiang Lin?

Dao Yun's fingers moved slightly, and Han Sheng immediately realized that his movements just now had paused, and the coordination of the three people had been broken, which had greatly affected the image of the Shushan disciple. He was just about to keep up when another call came: "Brother Han, is it you?"

Is it real or an illusion? Why did you hear Jiang Lin's voice at the most important moment? Should you move forward or turn back?

"Jiang Lin, Hugh is messing around!" the Kunlun head on the high platform scolded.

Jiang Lin! Han Sheng's heart shook violently, and he no longer ignored Daoyun's hinted fingers, and suddenly turned around and looked at the place where the voice came from.

In a piece of apricot yellow robe, a delicate and thin young man bit his lower lip and looked at himself, crying.

Eyes collided, Han Sheng's body shook violently, he inhaled deeply, his mouth opened wide but he couldn't speak, just looking, looking.

Two lines of clear tears slipped down the young man's cheeks and dripped to the ground, he just looked at Han Sheng stupidly, with tears in his eyes.

"Jiang Lin?" God knows how hard it took Han Sheng to say these two words!

"Hmm!" Jiang Lin suddenly ran out of Kunlun Mountain's position, Chen Shuzhi opened his eyes and watched Jiang Lin throw himself into Han Sheng's arms, a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Brother Han!" Jiang Lin smiled like a flower and threw himself into Han Sheng's arms. Like a kitten that had been wandering for many years, it found its owner, desperately rubbing Han Sheng's chest, letting his hair loose and his robe untidy, and making a sound like crying and laughing.

"Jiang Lin!" Han Sheng's hand trembled and stroked Jiang Lin's cheeks, warm as jade, an incomparably real touch, and the fragrance of his hair reminded him that none of this was a dream.

It's really Jiang Lin! Han Sheng hugged Jiang Lin tightly, desperately hugging it, and big tears rolled down his eyes. I don't know why, he didn't cry when the Scattered Cultivation League was brutally purged, he didn't cry when the Scattered Cultivation League was wiped out in Tianzhu Mountain, he didn't cry when he was working silently in the back mountain, he didn't cry when Shushan was deliberately harmed by unreasonable trouble, he didn't cry when he couldn't get up when he was refining and cultivating at Guantian Peak, he didn't cry when he was almost killed several times in Fengtian City, he didn't cry so many times, but when he saw Jiang Lin, all the defense lines collapsed, and he cried bitterly.

It turns out that I am not lonely, it turns out that the people I knew at the beginning are still around, still remember me, and miss me!

"Ahhh......h Go to his mother's Shushan, go to his mother's Kunlun, go to his mother's four immortal gates, and go to his mother's disciple rules!

There was silence in the Shangqing Palace, and everyone looked at the pair of disciples who hugged each other and cried, only the head of Qingsong and the head of Kunlun sighed silently in their hearts. After all, I still can't cut off the love thread, and I can't forget the past.

"What's going on...... one of the Kunlun elders muttered.

"It's really impressive. The Emei boy twitched his nose, took out a splendid silk handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Dao Xuan!" Elder Qinghe reacted and roared angrily, "What are you doing!"

Han Sheng gently stroked Jiang Lin's back and smiled tearfully: "Don't cry, my clothes are soaked." ”

Jiang Lin twitched his body from time to time, and said with a crying voice: "I thought you were dead, and you didn't come to me for seven years." They won't let me go to the Southern Wilderness to find you, my fist is so heavy, I'm afraid I'll beat you to death......"

As he spoke, Jiang Lin began to cry again. Han Sheng's appearance of lying on the ground and vomiting blood kept vomiting blood made him have nightmares for the past seven years, and he always suspected that he had killed Brother Han. I even thought about what the point of his life would be if Brother Han was not in the 100,000 Mountain.

"I'm fine," Han Sheng smiled, "I'm fine, your punch is nothing, really, I don't have anything to do right now." ”

"Dao Xuan," the head of Qingsong said softly, "This is the Shangqing Palace." ”

Han Sheng reacted, but his heart was calm, he waved his hands to the four heads above, and said seriously: "The head is above, Jiang Lin and I are friends of life and death, I never expected to meet in the Shangqing Palace." There was a little gaffe for a while, and I hope that the head of the house will forgive my sins. ”

Qing Song didn't reply, turned his head and asked, "What do you think of Cangkong Daoist?"

The head of Kunshan is empty, an old monk with a dusty hand and a childish face. He looked at Jiang Lin, who was always sobbing and crying on Han Sheng's body, and his expression was cloudy. When he heard Qing Song's question, he shook his head and sighed: "Everything starts from the cause and ends because of the sin. This time it is Jiang Lin's fault, and it has nothing to do with Daoxuan, please Qingsong Daoyou feel free to dispose of it. ”

Qing Song smiled and said: "In this case, punish them to copy their respective door rules a thousand times, and enter the temple when they finish copying." ”

The head of the sky nodded and said, "Great goodness." ”

The elders and disciples of the Four Great Immortal Sects showed a tacit smile when they heard this. Han Sheng was even more grateful, Qing Song deliberately drove them out of the Shangqing Hall to give the two of them space to get along. As for when to enter the hall after copying, what is there to enter in this Shangqing Palace? Han Sheng no longer needs to visualize the four characters of Shangqing Daoxuan.

He patted Jiang Lin's head and said softly, "Hey, don't cry, go out with me." ”

Jiang Lin let out a "hmm" and raised his head, his delicate face was stained with tears. Han Sheng sighed and gently wiped the stains off his cheeks with his sleeve. Jiang Lin grabbed Han Sheng's sleeve, and he didn't let go like a childish, and he didn't let go until he was outside the door.

Kongtong's people are like stones, and they don't care about what happened just now. Ming Yuan, the head of Emei, saw the situation just now, and said lightly: "The disciples of Shushan are really affectionate and sexual, no wonder they touched the hearts of so many women outside." ”

The head of Qingsong was slightly embarrassed and said: "Why should the head of Mingyuan care about these mundane things, let's continue to talk and continue." ”

The Chiang Rai elder stood below, his fists clenched in his wide sleeves, and his heart sneered: "Affection to sex, good affection to sex!"

The Emei boy thought stupidly: "In my life, can I meet such a beloved?"

Chen Shuzhi looked at Jiang Lin's departing figure, revealing a trace of bitterness for the first time.

Seven years of companionship can't be worth four years of getting along.

......

Han Sheng and Jiang Lin walked to the back along the Mixed Yuan Peak, looking at the scene in the back mountain.

After being speechless for a while, Han Sheng asked, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Jiang Lin hugged Han Sheng's arm and said sweetly: "There were many, many of them, but I don't want to say it now, I just want to hold it like this." ”

Han Sheng stretched out his hand to pin Jiang Lin's hair behind his ear, and smiled warmly: "If you want to hug it, you little guy haven't seen him for a few years, his body is still so thin, and even his chest is full of skin and bones." ”

Jiang Lin's originally squirming body froze suddenly, and the flush spread rapidly on his fair face. His body trembled slightly, and he suddenly pushed Han Sheng's arm away, and sat with his knees folded indignantly, ignoring Han Sheng.

Han Sheng looked at Jiang Lin who suddenly changed his face inexplicably, and he didn't know which of his words made him angry again.

Could it be that Jiang Lin is taboo for others to say that he is thin?

Han Sheng didn't know why, so he had to change the topic and asked, "Jiang Lin, why are you in Kunlun Mountain? I remember you didn't go all the way south?"

When Jiang Lin heard the question, although he was still extremely embarrassed in his heart, he still replied: "I didn't want to stay in the mountains at that time, so I ran east, but there were no trees in the east, so I specially picked a place with many trees and leaves." Before I knew it, I ran to the 100,000 Mountain, and I walked in it for a long, long time, and I forgot the number of days. As soon as I came out, I met the senior brother, he took me to Kunlun, and asked me to worship the head of Kunlun as a teacher. If I don't worship them, they won't let me go, I have no choice but to apprentice, but they still won't let me go after worshipping!"

Jiang Lin completely forgot what happened just now, and concentrated on complaining to Brother Han: "Kunlun is very annoying, I am not allowed to go out of the mountain, and he forces me to cultivate every day. As soon as I don't cultivate, the head of the sky seems to be going crazy, and every two days he comes to ask me what the great calamity and salvation is. There is an old man in Longyuan Pavilion who is very powerful and teaches me a lot of things, that is, he loves to brag and says that he lives with heaven and earth. Senior Brother Chen and I have the best relationship, but he always sleeps, eats, fetches and washes clothes, and he pretends to be pitiful every day......"

Seeing Jiang Lin tell his "suffering" seriously, a smile rose on the corner of Han Sheng's mouth, and he said softly, "Do you like Kunlun very much?"

"Huh?" Jiang Lin was stunned, and suddenly remembered something, his face turned pale and said: "No, I still prefer the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, born to be a person of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and dead to be a ghost of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance!"

Han Sheng shook his head and smiled, "Don't be afraid, I won't force you to choose." ”

"Besides," Han Sheng's face showed a hint of desolation: "The Scattered Cultivation Alliance is gone." ”

Jiang Lin looked at Han Sheng ignorantly, and said, "What...... Why is it gone?"

Han Sheng said in a low voice: "The day after you left, we arrived at Tianzhu Mountain, but we met Sanyan and the whole army was wiped out. ”

"Is it all gone?" Jiang Lin's eyes reddened again, and tears kept rolling.

Han Sheng laughed miserably, he didn't want to elaborate.

The pain is so deep that I can't talk about it after many years.

The only thing that is fortunate is that Sanyan didn't come today, otherwise Han Sheng would definitely rush up, even if it was a moth to the fire, he would rush up.

For the past seven years, he has lived on hatred.

"It's okay, we're alive. Jiang Lin saw Han Sheng's sadness, he stretched out his right hand and held Han Sheng's left hand, letting the warmth pass between each other.

"yes, at least we're alive. Han Sheng sighed: "Over the years in Shushan, in addition to cultivation, I have thought about many things. The previous method of leading the Scattered Cultivation Alliance was wrong, and the path of An Zhiming was also wrong, we should take another path......"

A sudden voice interrupted Han Sheng's speech: "Dao Xuan." ”

Han Sheng looked stunned, and in mid-air, Master Bozu stood on the flying sword and said to him, "Kite has something to say to you." Behind him, the kite slowly walked to the front.

She was dressed in a plain long skirt, covered with a shawl of the same color, with a flying fairy bun on her head, and a jasper flower crown, which was elegant and dusty. Han Sheng had never seen her so quiet and beautiful, and he was a little nervous for a while. There was only Han Sheng in Feng Kite's eyes, she bit her lips lightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't become a real powerhouse." ”

Between the words, it was very bleak.

On the path back to Shushan, Han Sheng once said to her: "In the face of difficulties, it is useless to escape, and the strong person is the one who faces the bleak life." ”

But the wind kite gave in, and she didn't dare to tell her father what was on her mind from beginning to end.

She was afraid to face the bleak life directly.

Always running away until there is no way to escape.

Han Sheng was silent, and after a long time, he said: "Don't be afraid, we will win the championship." ”

Feng Kite's eyes were red, she suddenly covered her face, and said in a muffled voice: "Thank you, thank you very much, I will always remember you." ”

Shangding Master Bozu flew to the Shangqing Hall with the wind kite, Han Sheng looked at the thin and emaciated figure of the wind kite, and sighed slightly.

Jiang Lin sometimes looked at the wind kite, sometimes looked at Han Sheng, and the indescribable sourness came to his heart.

Only then did I realize that maybe being too familiar might not be a good thing.