Murong Fu shouldn't hesitate, because when he hesitated, he naturally let Wang Yuyan affirm his identity. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Loss, frustration, despair...... At this moment, a lot can be seen from the eyes of an eighteen-year-old girl like Wang Yuyan, Lin Langzhao was a little unbearable, so he patted Wang Yuyan's shoulder and gave her an encouraging look. Wang Yuyan turned her head sideways, and the sad expression on her face couldn't help but feel distressed, and the culprit was Murong Fu in front of her.

"Murong Fu, let's go...... I won't kill you today, but in the future, you will be famous in the rivers and lakes!"

Murong Fu left, without half a moment's hesitation, in the smoke and rain in the mountains and fields, only Wang Yuyan was still standing in place, the rain soaked her clothes, and the heart of the same cold girl.

Stopping the bleeding, Lin Langzhao silently came to the same poisoned young couple not far away, and handed the antidote pill to the two of them: "I am very ashamed to implicate the two of them, and I will leave." ”

"Little brother is still injured, why don't you rest for a night......" The man didn't speak, but his wife looked at the shocking blood red on Lin Langzhao's left shoulder with some concern.

"It's just a small injury, and it's not enough to worry about it, and if the two of us stay here, we'll just get the two of them involved in the rivers and lakes, and the gains outweigh the losses. ”

Lin Langzhao left after speaking, and opened the umbrella with a shake of his left hand, Wang Yuyan was originally standing in the rain and was a little distracted, but suddenly the rain stopped but she couldn't help but raise her head.

"Night Starry River, this umbrella has a nice name and looks even better. ”

"But no matter how beautiful it looks, an umbrella is an umbrella after all, and it doesn't become something else. ”

Wang Yuyan nodded when she heard this, but then suddenly asked: "Brother Lin, now you are more real, whether it is the little young master who used to calculate the world in the rivers and lakes or the little boy who went crazy, you are not the most real you." ”

"Why do you say that all of a sudden?" asked Lin Langzhao.

"Feeling. ”

Well, Lin Langzhao couldn't help but sigh that this little girl's feeling was really amazing, and now he was indeed closer to his own nature. Kendo asks the heart, so his pursuit of kendo is originally for the inner understanding, the heart is clear, the kendo is advanced, and the heart is dusty and the kendo is turbid, so Lin Langzhao has understood after so many years that the so-called kendo is actually the same as life, the kendo requires inner understanding, and people want to understand in this life, both have the same, and even the world's martial arts are this truth, but many people can't understand it.

A horse flying sand, Wang Yuyan blushed slightly, trying not to look back at the young man holding the reins behind him, but the young man's hair was a little naughty, always falling on Wang Yuyan's ears from time to time, the itchy feeling made the girl always can't help but want to dodge, but in the end she kept the original action.

Originally, Lin Langzhao was not ready to get on the horse, but Wang Yuyan saw the shocking scar on Lin Langzhao's left shoulder, but she couldn't bear him to walk all the way.

Holding the reins in one hand and holding an umbrella in her right hand, Wang Yuyan felt like she was sitting in Lin Langzhao's arms, but the two of them on the horse had no other thoughts, as if they were immersed in this boundless smoke and rain.

"Brother Lin, how good you said it would be if this rain didn't stop, and you kept rushing aimlessly like this, without other worries, how good. ”

Lin Langzhao frowned, although the girl's words made him feel a trace of yearning in his heart, but thinking of his journey, Lin Langzhao had to say solemnly: "It's not good, if you drench it like this, you will get a cold ......."

The girl rose a little, turned around and raised her small fist, but her eyes fell on the bloodstain, but she put down the raised fist and asked, "Brother Lin, ...... your injury?"

"Don't get in the way, I have the peerless internal strength of the two major schools of Qixiu Wanhua, whether it is the Yunshang Heart Sutra or the Deviate from the Sutra, it is an internal strength heart method that can be compared with the Heavenly Repair Technique, and some sword injuries can be recovered in only two days, you don't have to worry. ”

"Qixiu, Wanhua, what's that?"

"Uh...... This is a bit troublesome to explain, you just need to know that these are two sects, and the sect of the five poisons is called the fifty or seventy thousand in the rivers and lakes, although it can't be nonsense, but the three major healing sects seem to be something that no one can be underestimated. ”

"Fifty or seventy thousand, what are the five poisons?"

Lin Langzhao lowered his head, looked at the girl in front of him who seemed to have become a hundred thousand whys, shook his head and smiled: "The Five Poisons are also a sect, although the name of the sect has a poisonous self, and the disciples in the sect all practice the Poison Sutra, but the healing method of the Five Poisons has a strong advantage among the three major sects. ”

"The Poison Sutra can also heal?" the girl asked again.

Lin Langzhao rolled his eyes: "The poisonous meridian can't heal the wound, the one that can heal the wound has already been given to you, isn't it on you now?"

Wang Yuyan was stunned for a while, and then understood that what Lin Langzhao said in his mouth that could be compared with the Yunshang Heart Sutra and the Deviant Sutra Yi Dao was the formula for mending the heavens on his body. Thinking that such an important secret technique was given to him casually, just because he casually said that he wanted to learn martial arts, he immediately felt a little flustered, and took out the Egret Frost Emperor Flute on his waist.

Lin Langzhao smiled but didn't say anything, listening to the flute sound coming from the girl's lips, he couldn't help but close his eyes, but the left hand holding the reins couldn't help but get a little closer to the girl.

The sound of the flute is long, the love is long, and the flute caused by the girl's panic for a while calms the two hearts at the same time, and by the way, the whole mountain forest is quiet.

At the end of the song, Wang Yuyan silently recalled the tune of Fang Cai, and after a while, she couldn't help asking: "Brother Lin, what is the name of this song, it obviously sounds like a very beautiful story, but in the end, people can't help but feel sad." ”

"This is originally a very sad story, and as for this song called Acacia Lanruo, it comes from this story. If this piece is played with a flute, the artistic conception will be more profound, but I didn't expect you to play the jade flute but you can blow the sadness in it, and the talent of music is rare in the world. ”

Lin Langzhao couldn't help but praise, but Fang Cai did change the name of the song by one word, the difference between lovesickness and love, if you say it at this moment, you will inevitably fall deeper.

"Brother Lin, can you tell me about that story? This song has a hidden sadness, and I want to know what kind of story it is. ”

"Na, that's a story about Lanruo Temple, before that, you need to know a person, this scholar named Ning Caichen started a school, and since then there has been Xu Xian...... Well, it wasn't until many years later that there was a man named Luo Eleven, yes, his story came from a caterpillar ......"

"Caterpillars?"

"Okay, let's continue the story of Ning Caichen, of course, after knowing that there is a Ning Caichen, you also need to know a name, that girl is called Nie Xiaoqian. Xiaoqian, what does this girl say, she has a grandmother at home......"

I don't know how long it took, the rain passed and the sky was clear, and a warm sun finally hung on the horizon, Lin Langzhao rode on the horse and gently closed the night starry river, but the woman in front of him couldn't help but cry like rain. (To be continued.) )