Chapter 25, No Flowers

Growing up with your childhood sweetheart, you know him, and fall in love with him, but suddenly one day, your childhood sweetheart suddenly said I'm not a person, but a ghost from the underworld, and now I'm leaving. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info no matter who it is at this moment, I am afraid that there will be a sense of absurdity, shock, and incredible.

Liu Qingqing didn't know if she was in love with the man in front of her who was named by the eye of the wind and named Tianqiu, but she was now facing the situation that was not inferior to the previous one, and a thing that she thought was foolproof and absolutely impossible for anyone to know was known, isn't this very bad, very incredible and shocking?

Liu Qingqing was not only shocked but also very frightened for a moment, she even thought of death, and felt as if she saw death beckoning to her - she didn't know if the elegant and refined young man in front of her who was still talking and laughing with her would send her to the underworld without blinking her eyes in the next moment, she didn't know this, the only thing she knew was that this man would definitely dare and definitely do this.

Between the lightning and flint, Liu Qingqing's complexion changed drastically, but she finally suddenly smiled, smiling happily at the man, she looked at the man who had been patiently waiting for her to answer and said softly: "I guessed some, but I don't know if my inference is correct." ”

The man took a sip of tea elegantly, her smile was still quiet and gentle, and the person was also very refined and elegant, she said slowly: "Now you can say, you can say whatever you think, I lack everything now, I just don't lack time and patience." ”

Liu Qingqing's smile became even brighter, she nodded slightly, glanced down at the tea on the table, and said, "Very good, then you should help me change a cup of tea now." ”

The man was stunned for a moment, he looked at the cup of tea that had not been sipped, and said with some confusion: "Why?"

Liu Qingqing said lightly: "No why, it's just that my mood now is different from the mood when you poured the cup of tea for me just now, the mood is different, and the tea you drink should naturally be different." ”

The man laughed, laughed, and then allowed it.

Pour the tea yourself.

-- When any bizarre and strange truth is uncovered with the last layer of black cloth covering the body, it is often very ridiculous and very self-deprecating, sometimes the truth is too simple and too simple, but often the human mind will make the simple truth very complicated, and people's emotions are also running back and forth around the corner of the truth, but they do not know that the truth is suddenly looking back.

The people who saved Feng Siniang were Yan Thirteen and Wei Wuya, Yan Thirteen took action to solve three people, Wei Wuya and the disciples of Wuyanmen also solved a group of people, and they also got a very absurd but definitely factual news from this group of living or dead people - the people who carried out the assassination were some people who should have been dead, but they were not dead.

These people have a bad reputation in the rivers and lakes, and many of them can even be regarded as martial arts scum, and there are many famous sons and martial arts heroes who have chased and killed these people, and these people have indeed died in the hands of those people, but the people who have died have not died......

This is a very important news, and it is also a news that must be passed into the Shifting Flower Palace with Feng Siniang entering the Shifting Flower Palace. Feng Siniang walked into the Shifting Flower Palace smoothly and safely, and saw Invite Yue very easily, she didn't say anything when she saw Invite Yue, just said that she wanted to see Mei Yinxue.

Ying Yue didn't say anything, just asked her to wait.

After waiting for more than an hour, Feng Siniang saw Mei Yinxue, and the look on her face eased a little, but it was only a little.

Anyone can see that Feng Siniang only believes in Mei Yinxue, and everyone present knows that the reason why Feng Siniang believes in Mei Yinxue is only because Mo Tingchi believes in Mei Yinxue, if there is no Mei Yinxue, then Feng Siniang will definitely not appear in Wudang Mountain, let alone come to the Flower Shifting Palace, the place she is most unwilling to set foot in.

"Do you know what I want to ask?" Feng Siniang looked at Mei Yinxue.

Mei Yinxue said: "I know, apart from that thing in the world, what else can move you Feng Siniang?"

Feng Siniang didn't have the slightest emotion on her face, she said calmly and coldly: "Very good, now you can say it." ”

Mei Yinxue smiled, she didn't care about Feng Siniang's cold tone, in her opinion, there was already hostility and confrontation between women and women, especially when two women met each other and faced the same man she cared about, she didn't mind, she was past the age of mind, she looked at Feng Siniang and stated in a consistent tone: " I thought that the ink poured pool was dead, but the ink pouring pool is not dead, if you want I can take you to see him immediately, but there is one thing, the current ink pouring pool is not the ink pouring pool of the past. ”

Feng Siniang said lightly: "I remember you mentioned that the current Mo Dump Pool has lost his memory, if he doesn't lose his memory, who in the sky and on the earth can be his opponent, and we won't gather here." ”

Mei Yinxue smiled, the dialogue between smart people and smart people is sometimes complicated and sometimes very simple. She said, "When are you going to see Mo Dumping?"

Feng Siniang smiled and said, "At least not now, and I believe that you must protect the Ink Dumping Pool well, absolutely no one can threaten him, if you really want to deal with the Ink Dumping Pool, then the only person who will deal with the Ink Dumping Pool is you." ”

Mei Yinxue smiled, her smile was indescribably elegant and charming, but his voice had a cold taste, like a basin of cold water poured from a person's head, she looked at Feng Siniang and said: "Whenever you want to see him, I can take you there, you can also go by yourself, but now is not the time to discuss this matter, you have to know one thing." ”

Feng Siniang nodded, she quickly glanced at the calm expressions of Pixing, Yingyue, and Murong Xisheng, and said lightly: "I know, I also came here because of this matter, and I may already know the identity of the person you have been trying to find out." ”

As soon as the words fell, even Ying Yue, who rarely showed emotion on her face, had changed color, and it was obvious that this news was very important to them, even incomparably important.

Feng Siniang didn't sell off, what she hated the most in her life was procrastination, so she never dragged her feet in doing things, and the same is true for her feelings, she can like the ink dumping pool, or she can stay away from the ink dumping pool because of her different habits and personalities, and forget about the ink dumping pond in the rivers and lakes.

She looked at Ying Yue, Lian Xing, Mei Yinxue, and Murong Xisheng, and said, "In my memory, although Mo Dumping Chi has offended many famous people, he is cautious and ruthless, and he is never willing to leave unnecessary disasters for himself, except for one person. ”

Pian Xing was a little puzzled and asked, "Why?

Feng Siniang said: "There are three reasons, one is that almost all of the people present at the time were friends with that person, two is that person has completely excluded himself from that truth before the truth is solved, and third Mo Dump Chi seems to think that person is an interesting opponent, so he did not get rid of that person." After she finished speaking, she looked at Invite Yue and said, "Invite Moon Palace Master still remembers the sword that was given to Mo Dump Pool." ”

Invite Yue said: "Remember." ”

Feng Siniang said: "Then the Moon Palace Lord should remember why he sent the sword to the ink pool in the first place." ”

Ying Yue frowned, her already incomparably sharp and bright eyes were now even more like the bright moon in the sky, incomparably bright and shining. Feng Siniang smiled, she could see that Ying Yue must have remembered it.

Invite Yue said: "What you said can be the battle of the famous rivers and lakes in the ink pouring pool?"

Feng Siniang nodded: "Yes, it was that battle, the battle of Fancheng, Mo Dump Chi and Chu Liuxiang fought, and Chu Liuxiang, who had been undefeated for ten years, was finally defeated in the hands of Ink Dump Chi. ”

Invite Yue said: "The battle of Fancheng started because of the world's number one killer in the Central Plains, a little red broken arm, which led to Chu Liuxiang, Mu Daoren, Sikong Xingxing, Nangong Ling, Yan Shisan, Xiao Shiyi Lang, Tangmen Tang Er, Nangong Ling, Wuhua, Gongsun Lan, Ouyang Qing and other Jianghu masters martial arts celebrities, but in the end, this battle that should have been sung by many dancers and famous storytellers ended in a hurry. ”

Feng Siniang said: "Not bad." ”

Ying Yue said: "So the person you said is the person involved in the battle of Fancheng?"

Feng Siniang said lightly: "Yes, to be precise, that person has participated in this series of things, and this person has a very close relationship with Chu Liuxiang and Nangong Ling, he is the most outstanding disciple of Shaolin Temple and one of the most wonderful people in the rivers and lakes." ”

Wuhua, a person who can't even bear to kill ants, is it really the black hand of the Dusk Hou who planned to deal with the ink pouring pool? Except for Ying Yue, the other three people were a little hesitant, but when they touched Feng Siniang's determined eyes, they couldn't help but believe that this seemingly impossible truth was actually the truth itself.

It's drinking tea instead of drinking, Liu Qingqing is drinking tea, but in the eyes of men, Liu Qingqing is actually not drinking tea but drinking, although the cup is indeed tea, but he can see that Liu Qingqing already wants to get drunk, and it seems to be drunk.

-- Some people don't dare to speak when they're sober, but they dare to open their mouths when they're drunk, they are carefully covered up by life, and only when they're drunk can they liberate their own nature, and now Liu Qingqing, a woman who is recognized as a heroine of Huainan who is recognized as being punished by everyone on the rivers and lakes, seems to be this kind of person.

He didn't stop it, he just looked at Liu Qingqing quietly, he just calmly and patiently waited for the answer in Liu Qingqing's mouth, he was not in a hurry, he was not in a hurry at all, as he said, he lacked everything now, but he did not lack time.

I don't know how long it has been, Liu Qingqing spoke, she smiled at the elegant man in front of her, and laughed softly: "Maybe you won't believe me when I say it, but to be honest, I don't know men, I don't know what they care about, what they want, I don't know why they care, why they want, to be precise, I am an extremely failed woman." She said this, looking a little depressed, but immediately she became happy, she continued to stare at the man in front of her and said, "Although I don't know other men, I know at least two men, one is Shi Jian, the husband who was killed by my own hands, and the other is you Wuhua. ”

The man didn't admit or deny it, but just asked, "Wuhua, you know Wuhua well?"

Liu Qingqing smiled bitterly and said: "I don't know too much, if I really understand Wuhua, then I won't recognize you as Wuhua until now, but I have collected Wuhua's calligraphy and paintings, inquired about his preferences, and know Wuhua's way of speaking, I can even memorize Wuhua's Buddhist opinions and words circulated on the rivers and lakes, in fact, in my darkest and most unbearable days, I have always had a book of Wuhua's views on Buddhism in my hand." ”

The man was silent, he understood what Liu Qingqing meant, if a woman is willing to pay attention to everything about this man, no matter how stupid this woman is, as long as she perseveres, she can naturally understand that man thoroughly.

The man was silent, he was silent for a long time, before he raised his head, and the man slowly stood up, and said in a very helpless but very firm tone: "You are wrong, the person you know is indeed Wuhua, a real Wuhuan, and I am not, I am just wearing the skin of Wuhua and doing the devil who Wuhua is most unwilling to do." ”

He said calmly, Liu Qingqing was stunned, and at this moment she could even feel the boundless darkness and desolation in the heart of this murderous man without blinking......

She could understand this, she didn't want to become a yin woman who everyone was condemned and scolded by everyone in the eyes of the world, but what could she do? Her husband knelt down and begged her or pointed a sword at her and asked her to go to chuang with other men, so how many choices could she have? She understood what it was like to be coerced, but there was one thing he couldn't believe in believing: "Since Wuhua is unwilling to do the things that Wuhua does, why do you want to do those things?"

Could it be that the wonderful monk Wuhua, who became famous, was also coerced? )