"This rock sugar gourd is delicious, but it doesn't have the same taste as when I was a child!" After Ling Er took a bite of the rock sugar gourd, she tasted it carefully and found that it didn't have the feeling she had when she was a child at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The rock sugar gourd is still the rock sugar gourd, but things are not people. The rock sugar gourd that Ling Er ate when she was a child was full of maternal love, but now she can only eat the ones she bought, and the taste is naturally different. Since her mother passed away, Ling Er has never eaten rock sugar gourd again.

"I think this tastes good!" Wufeng said while slowly tasting the rock sugar gourd in his hand, recalling the past: "When I was young, my parents would always bring me a string of rock sugar gourds back after closing the stall. Later, when I joined the Heavenly Sword Sect, the master would also bring us a string of rock sugar gourds every time I came back from a trip!"

Although this string of rock sugar gourds can no longer taste the same as when I was a child, isn't this what Ling'er Da Mei bought for herself?

However, Ling Er looked at Wufeng very curiously, thinking to himself that this Heavenly Sword Sect was not very poor, it seemed that Wufeng's master was really a good master, and the sect couldn't afford to use decent weapons, and he still cared so much about his disciples.

Hearing Wufeng mention his family, Ling Er asked curiously and casually, "What about your parents?"

"They, when I was a child, the village was wiped out by the Bandits!" said Wufeng casually, but in his heart he could not forget the day when the Bandits broke into their village and slaughtered their entire fishing village.

Since that day, although Wufeng has been rescued by the people of Nanshan Dao, he has had nightmares every night for half a year. If it weren't for the Nanshan Dao people who enlightened Wufeng every day, perhaps Wufeng would never be able to get rid of pain. Over the years, Wufeng has cultivated in Qingfeng Residence, and naturally he has overcome this demon a long time ago, and now he has a relatively light view of revenge.

The important thing is that the people who slaughtered their village have been dealt with by the master, and they can be regarded as revenge. But if he encounters the Japanese again, he will not show mercy either, and this is also to prevent many innocent people from becoming orphans like him. And wasn't the purpose of the master to let him go down the mountain just to do chivalrous deeds?

When Ling Er heard that Wufeng's family was actually slaughtered by the hateful Japanese bandits, Ling Er said with a guilty apology, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I don't know ・・・・・・."

Before, Ling Er thought that Wufeng joined the Heavenly Sword Sect because of his parents' intentions, but he didn't expect Wufeng's life experience to be so sad.

Seeing Ling Er, who felt guilty, Wufeng hurriedly interrupted her and said, "These are all things in the past, besides, the old Taoist has already helped me take revenge, so there's nothing to mind." “

In Wufeng's eyes, it seems that Ling Er's heart is actually very kind, but as the eldest lady of Wantong Dart Bureau, she has been spoiled since she was a child, and she will be a little rude in her personality. As for the matter of the widows, Wufeng felt that it was nothing more than a matter of killing one by one and killing two and killing a pair, and there was nothing to care about at all. Isn't what a cultivator wants to be calm and cultivate his mind?

Seeing that Wufeng really didn't seem to mind what he had just said, Ling Er suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then said to Wufeng: "Let's go, I'll take you to West Lake for a walk!"

"Are there many beauties there?" Although Wufeng didn't know where West Lake was, a sentence suddenly popped out of his mouth, "Are there many beauties there?" After saying that, he found that Ling Er's face didn't seem to be very good, obviously he was the fastest to say the painting that shouldn't be said.

I secretly said in my heart that it was not good, this time I would definitely be misunderstood by Ling Er as a womanizer! I think that I am a jade tree in the wind, with a dignified appearance, both civil and military, if Ling Er's beauty compares herself with those shameless womanizers, then wouldn't I lose a lot of money?

"Of course, there are many!" but Ling Er's face was only gloomy for a moment, and then he pointed to Wufeng's head very unceremoniously and asked, "What is your stupid boy's brain? Why are you so dirty?"

If it weren't for being on the street now, maybe Ling Er would have drawn his sword to chase Wufeng. In Ling Er's impression, in addition to teasing himself, this Wufeng is thinking about other beauties. Moreover, Ling Er also mistook the Heavenly Sword Sect for those sects that did not enter the stream, so it was no wonder that he would teach Wufeng how to be a disciple like a prodigal son.

"My Fair Lady and Gentleman, what have I done there?" in order to save his reputation, Wufeng hurriedly retorted. In his own eyes, his behavior was not filthy at all, but only amorous. And after refuting it, Wufeng didn't forget to correct it and said: "Also, I have a name, my name is Zhang Wufeng, not a stupid boy!"

"Alright, come with me!" Ling Er felt that as long as he didn't tease himself, it would be difficult for him to pay attention to his affairs. Just now, I was still thinking about whether Wufeng should continue to be his follower, so as not to lose face when I went out, but thinking of Wufeng's life experience, I decided to give him a chance to reform himself.

Wufeng farts followed behind Ling Er and responded, "Okay!"

"It's not manly!" Ling Er pursed her lips and muttered.

In Ling Er's opinion, although Wufeng was much better than those ruffians and hooligans, he was still unreliable. And from the time I knew him to the present, he was obviously a dead-faced person, and he didn't have any manhood at all.

But what Ling Er was thinking in her heart, Wufeng didn't know. Wufeng, who followed behind Ling Er, did not notice the change in Ling Er's expression.

West Lake is a more famous beauty in the jurisdiction of Xunzhou City, the turquoise water and willow branches on the shore have attracted many literati and scholars to play in boats here, and of course, there are also many old people fishing on the shore.

Even though I grew up in the valley without wind, I couldn't help but attract attention when I saw the beautiful scenery of West Lake. The sound of a woman in white standing on the shore playing a flute adds a bit of color to the scene. The sound of the flute of the woman in white ripples in the air with the breeze, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"The sound of the flute is so moving, it must also be a beauty. Wufeng couldn't help but praise, but it was a pity that he just saw a back.

As if she hadn't noticed what Wufeng was saying at all, Ling Er suddenly quickened her pace and shook off Wufeng behind her and ran directly in the direction of the woman in white, and shouted, "Sister Yuqing!"

It turned out that Ling Er knew the woman in white! Wouldn't he have the opportunity to witness the true face of the woman in white? Thinking of this, Wufeng also followed Ling Er's footsteps behind.

When the woman in white heard someone shouting to herself, she turned around and looked back and found that it was her acquaintance Ling Er, and she couldn't help but smile shyly happily.