Du Sheng looked at Linghu Heng Junxiu's face, although there was a trace of calmness, it was still a little green. He really couldn't bear to watch Ling Hu Heng take risks for his business, so he said: "Heng'er, the righteous father has his own way, you don't need to come forward, concentrate on the competition, the righteous father is trying to see what progress you have made over the years." ”

Ling Huheng covered his mouth and snickered: "Didn't my father-in-law understand it just now?"

Du Sheng said: "The trick just now is really exquisite, if you don't take precautions in advance, it's really not easy to dodge." Heng'er, is this the technique of the Ancient Sword Sect?"

Ling Huheng shook his head and said, "This is what I learned from a group of cranes. ”

Du Sheng was taken aback: "What, what did you learn from the crane?"

Ling Huheng told the scene of learning art in the green bamboo forest and the crane, and Du Sheng was fascinated when he heard it, and said leisurely: "The wonders of the world are everywhere, but I don't mean that there can be such psychic things, and it can evolve magically, which is really incredible!"

The father and son had not seen each other for many years, and they always had a lot to say, but at this moment the moon was half empty, and the night was half over. Du Sheng stopped Linghu Heng's gushing mouth and said, "Heng'er, it's late at night now, if you don't go back, others will be suspicious." ”

Ling Huheng also knew that Du Sheng's identity could not be exposed at this moment, so he naturally didn't want to burden his father-in-law because of this, so he said obediently: "Then I'll go back." By the way, father-in-law, where are you staying at night?"

Du Sheng touched Ling Huheng's head and said, "Have you forgotten how we came here back then?"

Ling Huheng remembered that Du Sheng took him to eat and sleep in the open and had no fixed place. Although that period was very hard, it made Ling Huheng unforgettable, it was such a turbulent life in his early years. has created a character that makes Hu Heng persevering. However, thinking that the rebel father was still so bitter, Ling Hu Heng couldn't help but burst into tears: "Father-in-law, or you go back with me!"

Du Sheng laughed and said, "Silly boy, how is this possible? Go back quickly, they should come out to look for you later." ”

Linghu Heng couldn't resist Du Sheng. I had to go back the way I came. It's just that he turned around three times step by step, and Du Sheng couldn't bear it. Finally, Ling Hu Heng was ruthless. No longer looking back, choking back tears, he rushed all the way, and after a short time, he returned to the outer wall of Ling Tian Palace. Take a light leap. And he fell into the wall.

Entering Ling Tian Palace, Ling Hu Heng's mood was a little better, after all, when he saw his father-in-law who thought about it day and night, he finally got a knot in his heart, and his whole temperament changed.

Ling Hu Heng slowly walked to the wing room where the Ancient Sword Sect was, and in his very good mood, he couldn't help but hum a little song. Walking to the shadows, a graceful figure suddenly turned beside him. said: "Are you willing to come back?"

Ling Hu Heng was taken aback, originally his six senses were also sensitive. It's just that under the agitation of the mood at the moment, he didn't even notice that there was someone next to him! At this time, someone would ask, doesn't he have a different pupil, why can't he see it? You must know, the spiritual power consumed by the different pupil is too great, even if it is you, you can't open it all the time, right?

When Ling Huheng heard this voice, he was shaken all over his body, and turned his head, only to find that it was a face that he wanted to get close to and escape from, who else was Yang Zhishuang, not Yang Da Beauty? Ling Huheng snorted and said, "Miss Yang, why don't you sleep so late?"

Yang Zhishuang's face was really frosty at the moment, and he said coldly: "Someone doesn't return all night, and the entire sect has been mobilized by you, how can you sleep!"

Ling Hu Heng's mind was quick, and he naturally guessed the cause and effect of the matter, presumably someone found out that Ling Hu Heng was missing, thinking that he had an accident, so he asked the entire sect to find it. Ling Hu Heng didn't expect that he was just chasing a masked man on a whim, but he encountered two of the most incredible things in his life: one was to unexpectedly reunite with his father-in-law, and the other was to mobilize the entire Ancient Sword Sect because of him alone, although the number was not large, but it also reflected his concern for Ling Hu Heng, and a sense of belonging suddenly rose in his heart.

Ling Huheng figured out the details here, and looked at Yang Zhishuang's little daughter-in-law who blocked the appearance of her husband who returned late at night, and felt warm in his heart, and said softly: "I just feel depressed in my heart, just go out for a walk, I didn't expect the labor girl Jade Toe, it's really damn!"

Seeing Ling Huheng talking so seriously, Yang Zhishuang couldn't pretend anymore, and said with a smile: "You, you, will pretend to be flamboyant! Forget it, it's not a big deal anyway, go and rest, there will be a competition tomorrow." ”

In fact, Yang Zhishuang was not angry at Ling Hu Heng's late return, but angry at Hu Heng during the day, Ling Hu Heng did not watch the competition between her and Yue'er, so that she felt a little sad in her heart. And Yue'er was also eliminated in the first round because of her poor strength, and she is still angry and doesn't eat tonight. Fortunately, under Yang Zhishuang's good words and coaxing, Yue'er was willing to burst into laughter. Under the exhaustion, Yang Zhishuang heard that Ling Huheng was gone, and immediately regained his previous cold look, like a snow lotus on a cliff, although it was beautiful but could not be touched.

Before Ling Huheng left, he suddenly turned around and said, "Your spiritual sleeve skills on the stage are really good-looking!"

Yang Zhishuang didn't react for a while, and blurted out: "What?"

It's a pity that Ling Huheng has already walked into his room, so naturally he didn't hear Yang Zhishuang's question. In fact, Ling Huheng is cheeky is not thick enough, you must know that his praise is enough to make Yang Zhishuang happy for a long time. He didn't know how to figure out the psychology of girls, and he was afraid that Yang Zhishuang would mistakenly think that this was a frivolous remark, so he fled the scene in a hurry.

A flush appeared on Yang Zhishuang's pretty face, and he thought in his heart: "Does he really think that spiritual sleeve skill is very good-looking? Actually...... Actually, I just want him to see it, can he really see it?" In fact, the competition time between Yang Zhishuang and Wu Zhen was almost the same, but Hu Heng didn't dare to go to Yang Zhishuang's competition table, for fear that she would be distracted. More importantly, Ling Hu Heng couldn't figure out Yang Zhishuang's true intentions, and only dared to watch from afar, but did not dare to approach. To put it bluntly, men and women who are trapped in care have very clumsy IQs.

Speaking of which, it was not easy for Yang Zhishuang to win. The opponent is a master disciple of the Xuechi faction, a feather falling fan makes it superb, and a bell-like magic weapon also makes Yang Zhishuang almost suffer. What's more, this guy doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade! Any move will come out, and it seems that he will not stop until he reaches his goal. And Yang Zhishuang's original tranquil temperament was also annoyed by him, and he used his spiritual sleeve skills. This spiritual sleeve technique was inadvertently inspired by a female elder of the Ancient Sword Sect a long time ago, so as to create this set of ethereal body techniques, soft and rigid long-sleeved exercises, and then went through generations of female disciples and female elders to repair and improve, so as to become a set of sharp kung fu. It's just that this set of spiritual sleeve skills requires too high a level of understanding, so there are very few people who have practiced it. After the completion of this spiritual sleeve exercise, it is not only fluttering like a fairy, but also can bring a miraculous effect that bewitches people, and it can win by surprise. It's just that this set of exercises itself is very strong, and you can defeat the enemy without confusion. And Yang Zhishuang's most powerful thing is not the cultivation of the fairy sword, but this set of spiritual sleeve skills! This is also the reason why she carries two white silk silks with her.

Speaking of which, the master disciple of the Xuechi Sect was really unlucky, but he met Yang Zhishuang. It must be known that Yang Zhishuang's root bone comprehension is second only to Ling Huheng, and she still has the medicinal effect of the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill in her body, which can add a Jiazi cultivation, but it has not yet fully stimulated the medicinal properties. He had high hopes from the Snow Pool faction, and he did his best no matter who his opponent was. It's just that the cultivation is up, and there is still a gap in the experience of facing the enemy, so when he struggled to support for a quarter of an hour, he gradually felt lacking in spiritual power, and without checking, he was pulled in the chest by Yang Zhishuang's silk silk, and fell off the stage. Fortunately, although Yang Zhishuang was annoyed that he was not inferior, he did not use all his strength, otherwise it would not be as simple as falling off the stage. Maybe it will break the bone at the lightest, or hurt the internal organs at the worst, and vomit blood without stopping.

However, in this way, Yang Zhishuang sat up straight with the title of cold-faced fairy, like an ice lotus swaying in the wind, which can be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed. There is a cloud in the book: "The mountain of contempt is inhabited by gods and men." The skin is like ice and snow, the skin is like a virgin, and he doesn't eat grains......" to describe Yang Zhishuang's dusty temperament standing on the stage at that moment couldn't be more suitable.

Ling Huheng's eyesight was naturally needless to say, and he naturally noticed that scene. It's just that for him, this has become a matter of course, but he doesn't feel amazing. Because, in his mind, Yang Zhishuang will always be a fairy!

Yang Zhishuang recalled Ling Huheng's words, and knew that he was wrong to blame Ling Huheng, he didn't come to see his own competition, but watched in secret. This also made her feel slightly angry: "Could it be that I am a flood beast and make him so afraid?" In fact, she doesn't understand the heart of a boy, and boys are always shy and nervous when facing the person they like, and they don't even dare to say a word or two. In fact, it was not that he was afraid, but that he was afraid of disturbing this beauty, and he did not dare to blaspheme the fairy in his heart, even if it was himself.

In the final analysis, the two are still too young! Didn't someone say that the best time for love is in the ** period. The two of them are interested in each other at the moment, but no one dares to break the window paper, after all, there are some things that the taste of saying has completely changed. Love, just leave it to take root and sprout on its own! Just because love needs to come naturally, and some things are not in words.

And at this moment, Ling Huheng was also quietly thinking about Yang Zhishuang's words in the door, and couldn't help but think: "Is she caring about me? Or did she really notice me? Could it be that I was too radical and disturbed her?......

It can only be said that Linghu Heng has completely fallen at this moment...... (To be continued......)

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