In the small courtyard, the courtyard door was opened, and several shadows suddenly fell into Zhao Zhijing's eyes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info may have felt Han Xiaoying's strangeness, Li Mochou and Lin Ruohua beside him stood up from their stone benches one after another, and Lin Ruohua held Lin Nian with a happy look on his face. At this moment, Li Mochou and Lin Ruohua glanced at each other, a smile appeared on their faces, and they turned around and walked towards the hut.

With the departure of the three of them, the tears in Tan Xiaoying's eyes suddenly fell like pearls with broken threads, slipped from their sockets one by one, and smashed on the bluestone paved ground, which immediately splashed in all directions, and tears bloomed on the ground.

Zhao Zhijing had a gentle smile on his face, and it was already a few zhang away when he stepped out, and Zhao Zhijing, who came to Tan Xiaoying, opened his arms and slowly opened his mouth and said, "Xiaoying!" A soft whisper, suddenly Tan Xiaoying's face was smiling, and he had already jumped into Zhao Zhijing's arms when he stepped out.

Tan Xiaoying, who was holding Zhao Zhijing with both hands in the small courtyard, had slowly closed her beautiful eyes at this moment, feeling the familiar breath coming from Zhao Zhijing's body, and suddenly Tan Xiaoying was like a panicked little girl who became quiet, and there was a gentle breath coming from her mouth and nose, and Tan Xiaoying, who was originally happy at this moment, was already asleep in Zhao Zhijing's arms.

Looking at Tan Xiaoying, who was hugging him tightly, Zhao Zhijing showed a gentle smile on his face, gently pecked his white forehead, reached out to pick him up and walked towards his inner courtyard. Zhao Zhijing, who covered Han Xiaoying with a quilt, looked at his somewhat pale face, and showed a heartache on his face. He knew that Han Xiaoying must have suffered a lot when he was looking for him, and at this time, he saw that his hanging heart suddenly fell. The taut strings also became smooth at this moment, and the tired spirit naturally fell into a deep sleep.

Reaching out to comb the slightly disheveled hair on Tan Xiaoying's head, Zhao Zhijing got up from the chair, pecked Tan Xiaoying's face lightly, and then gently lifted his steps and left the bed where Tan Xiaoying was lying. Zhao Zhijing, who pushed open the door, suddenly saw the three figures fall into Zhao Zhijing's eyes, looking at the inquiring look in Lin Ruohua's eyes, Zhao Zhijing hurriedly closed the door, and then walked in the idle courtyard.

In the small courtyard, Zhao Zhijing held Lin Nian in his arms, looking at Lin Ruohua and Li Mochou at this time, Zhao Zhijing suddenly smiled and said: "The things that need to be done recently have been almost done, I will go to Zhongnanshan this time just to bring you back to Guangmingding, originally I had to send someone to find Xiaoying, I don't want her to find Zhongnanshan herself!"

Hearing Zhao Zhijing's words, Lin Ruohua and Li Mochou felt a little unhappy in their hearts, but there was no abnormality on their faces. When Zhao Zhijing was not in Zhongnan Mountain, Tan Xiaoying had already come to the door, and after a few days of getting along, the two already knew that Tan Xiaoying's mind was the same as them, and it was naturally possible for her to leave Zhao Zhijing. Now that the result has been determined, why make Zhao Zhijing unhappy in this matter, a trace of tolerance is a necessary way to get along.

Zhao Zhijing, who was talking with Lin Ruohua and Li Mochou in the small courtyard, put down Lin Nian in his arms and walked towards Chongyang Palace with a smile.

For many disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, the Chongyang Palace standing on the main peak of Zhongnan Mountain is their pride, but for Zhao Zhijing at this moment, everything here is the place where he came into contact with this world for the first time, and everything is clearly imprinted in his mind. In the greetings of many disciples, and in those eyes with some reverence, Chongyang Palace was already in front of Zhao Zhijing's eyes.

This towering hall is still a little bit different from the Great Bright Hall on the top of the light, but for a sect like the Quanzhen Sect, being able to build such a magnificent hall on Zhongnan Mountain is a symbol of strength, and the Quanzhen Sect, which can overpower many sects in the world, is naturally not a simple sect, but there is still a big gap with the Ming Sect under the leadership of Zhao Zhijing.

Zhao Zhijing's thoughts were surging in his heart, but the expression on his face still did not change in the slightest, and he walked out quickly and stepped into the main hall of Chongyang Palace after a while. At this time, the hall was extremely quiet, there was not a single figure on the futon placed in the hall, and even the incense burner hanging under the portrait of Wang Chongyang was only a few incense sticks that had been burned.

Zhao Zhijing stepped out step by step, and the soles of his shoes gently tapped the stone slabs in the hall, but there was no sound coming out. Looking at the familiar hall in front of him, Zhao Zhijing's face showed a smile, a smile of memory. The pillars that stood upright were still so straight, and even the paint painted on the pillars was still so shiny, without the slightest trace of the passage of time.

The prayer flags hanging from the top of the main hall swayed slightly in the breeze, and the scriptures on them were still so clear, and there was no trace of the passage of time in the clear words. At this time, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but think of the first time he gathered in the hall with the Quanzhen Sect, although he had a purpose in his heart, he was just a rookie in the rivers and lakes, and no one died in his hands, whether it was a thief or a good person.

That is the brothers in charge of Ma Yu Zhenren under the order, leaving the Zhongnan Mountain where they have lived for more than ten years, that is the disciples only have curiosity about the mountain, and the dream of being revered by others in the future, but today everything is different, everyone has more or less human life in their hands, and naturally they also know the cruelty of the rivers and lakes, not as beautiful as their hearts.

Thinking about it, Zhao Zhijing gently walked towards the portrait of Wang Chongyang hanging in the middle of the hall, looking at Wang Chongyang, who was dressed in a Taoist robe like a fairy on the painting scroll, Zhao Zhijing's face showed a touch of vicissitudes that did not belong to young people, and a trace of essence appeared in those eyes, but the next moment the trace of vicissitudes on Zhao Zhijing's face was gone, and the essence in his eyes was also converged at this time.

Stretching out his arm in his sleeve, Zhao Zhijing picked up a few sticks of incense on the table. Zhao Zhijing, who was holding the fragrance in both hands, looked at Wang Chongyang's portrait and respectfully bowed. At this moment, the true yuan in Zhao Zhijing's body suddenly urged, the true yuan of the extreme yang flowed, and wisps of green smoke appeared on the fragrance, and suddenly I saw a wisp of spark exposed on the top of the fragrance point, and inserted the incense that had been lit into the incense burner on the table, Zhao Zhijing's face showed a touch of green pine, and the chain that vaguely bound Zhao Zhijing's mind was broken at this moment. (To be continued.) )