In the endless darkness, people who died because of her stood in front of her. The ferocious and vicious faces surrounded her, and curses, abuses, and hatred turned into waves.
The girl named Murong Wuzhu bit her cherry lips. At first she could insist on looking at her, but soon she squatted on the ground holding her head, with panic, fear and guilt on her pretty face, almost about to cry. Out.
A heart keeps falling, as if it is being transferred into a dark abyss.
Until a warm big hand caressed her head, she looked up and saw the relative closest to her, dressed in black and smiling.
The young man in black seemed to still exude a gleaming luster in the darkness, both like sunlight and moonlight. He was as warm and warm as ever, including the girl, and his mind suddenly calmed down.
The boy in black was smiling, opening and closing his lips, and seemed to have said a few words.
Murong Wuzhu showed hesitation, his cheeks were slightly red, and he shook his head.
But the young man in black still looked at her with a smile, but it seemed as if he injected a great power into the girl's heart, making her whole body warm and giving her the confidence to move forward.
But when she was asked to do as the young man said, her cheeks turned red again and she shook her head vigorously.
The young man in black just looked at her without saying a word, his smile remained the same, and his eyes were encouraging.
Under this gaze, Murong Wuzhu finally stood up and pouted with an aggrieved look.
She turned her head to look at the ferocious and twisted faces. Although she was still afraid in her heart, she felt extremely at ease as long as he was by her side. There is no need to panic if the sky falls and the earth falls.
With extreme reluctance, Murong Wuzhu stretched out his delicate little fists at the ferocious faces, then raised his thumbs up, leaned down, and said in a tactful tone.
"Get lost!!"
An inexplicable joy suddenly came into my heart, and my fear was swept away.
Then, the darkness was torn apart.
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Yu Liancheng slowly restrained his spiritual thoughts and looked down. The original fear and horror on Murong Wuzhu's pretty face disappeared. She fell into a deep sleep, with a sweet breath coming out of her breath, and her delicate and beautiful face still carried it. With a sweet smile, he seemed to be immersed in a beautiful dream.
"Get some rest."
Yu Liancheng stroked the silky smooth hair, smiled slightly, turned around and walked out of the girl's boudoir.
When I looked up, the night was already dark, the stars were dimly visible, and the bright moon cast down, illuminating the entire Guniu River, casting a layer of silvery light.
The young man in black had an idea and walked into a courtyard. As expected, there was a figure from behind. He was wearing a white robe, he was extremely elegant, and he had two swords on his waist.
"Nangong." Yu Liancheng shouted.
The woman in white robe seemed to be unaware that someone was coming behind her, and she still raised her head to admire the moon.
"This guy..." Yu Liancheng didn't say much. Rather than admiring the bright moon that he could often see, there was no doubt that he preferred to look at stunning beauties, so he began to admire the back of the white fox's face.
Bai Hu'er's face was turned away from him, with two swords hanging at her waist and a pair of delicate jade hands behind her back. She raised her head slightly and looked at the bright moon in the sky. The bright moon sheds its light, reflecting on that beautiful profile face, making it even more beautiful.
The back is tall and slender, and the grace is natural, giving people infinite beautiful fantasies. I just feel that any beautiful words in the world are not enough to describe her. She can really be said to be the beauty of heaven and earth.
Yu Liancheng looked up and down, tut-tutting, he was so long-legged and wasp-waisted. He didn't know how charming this white fox-faced man who likes to wear white robes would look when dressed up in women's clothes.
"Have you seen enough?" Nangong Pushe's voice was a little cold.
Yu Liancheng answered decisively: "No." He was not threatened at all.
"Believe it or not, I'll dig out your eyes again." Nangong Pushe said viciously.
"You can't beat me." Yu Liancheng said simply.
"Is it……"
Nangong Pushe's peach blossom eyes flashed with cold light. He drew his sword and drew out a sad and beautiful sword light. His graceful figure rotated, and his white robe seemed to have been integrated into the sword light. The man and the sword merged into one, slashing towards Yulian City.
Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, flicked his finger, and shot out a finger of wind, which instantly resolved the knife.
Nangong servant's sword shooting technique changed again, the sword light flashed faster and more violently, setting off a hurricane. Yu Liancheng stretched out his hand and pressed it, but it happened to be at the turning point of the sword technique, and he resolved the sword again.
Under the moonlight, the light of the sword flickered, the white shadow swayed, and almost no one could be seen. The power of the sword came like a tide. Yu Liancheng smiled and pointed with his fingers.
In the blink of an eye, Nangong Pushe had already made thirty attacks, but every time he made a move, he was stopped. No matter how it changes, it cannot escape from the five fingers of Yulian City.
"I'm not coming, you're awesome." Nangong Pushe sheathed the embroidered winter knife in his palm, pouted, frowned slightly, and made a rare little girl's gesture, cute and cute, and really touching.
Yu Liancheng said: "Listen to my sister, you have four powerful enemies."
Nangong Pushe nodded and said, "That's why." In an instant, she regained her independent attitude, which seemed to make any woman in the world fall in love with her.
Yu Liancheng said: "I will teach you a method, so you don't need to practice hard in Tingchao Pavilion for ten years."
"Oh." Nangong Pushe replied calmly with a cold, pretty face.
Yu Liancheng asked curiously: "You don't want to hear it?"
Nangong Pushe sneered: "Because I know that your idea must be bad."
Yu Liancheng clicked his tongue and said: "The beauty trap is not a charm at all. If you put on women's clothes and dress up a little, all the men in the world will be fascinated by you, and there is nothing you can't accomplish."
"Sure enough, it was a bad idea. It's so bad that it stinks." Nangong Pushe covered his forehead, shook his head and sighed. There was a sudden movement in my heart, and I couldn't help but ask: "Then will you be fascinated?"
Yu Liancheng said without hesitation: "I was probably the first one to be fascinated."
"A superficial man." Nangong Pushe suddenly felt his cheeks burning. He turned his head hurriedly and looked down at Guniu Dagang. He saw the dim light: "Besides us, there seems to be someone who is still awake."
Yu Liancheng felt something moved in his heart: "Let's go, let's go and have a look."
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The architecture on Guniu Dagang is very particular, with strict hierarchy and complicated rules. The back courtyard where the Changfang Sect was originally located was even though it was small, it had all the internal organs.
Facing the banquet hall is a banquet hall decorated with fine vermilion paint, carved red sandalwood, and beasts taking flight.
In the past, large houses were extremely deserted compared to second and third bedrooms.
After Zhiyu Liancheng left and everything in Huishan was handed over to Xuanyuan Jingcheng, the thresholds of the big houses were almost trampled to pieces, and there was an endless stream of people coming and going.
However, Xuanyuan Jingcheng had his own set of rules. Later, except for a certain principal whom Xuanyuan Jingcheng specially summoned, few other people visited him.
It's dark now.
The banquet hall was brightly lit.
The moonlight shines on Xuanyuan Jingcheng through the window. The scholar is drinking tea, looking calm and free.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng yawned and walked into the banquet hall: "Dad, what are you doing with Qingfeng at this time?"
These days have passed, and she has gotten to know her father again. Although she has not completely resolved her past resentment, she can still call him "Dad".
"Sit down." Xuanyuan Jingcheng tapped the table with his pale fingers: "There is something I want to tell you. Isn't your mother here?"
"No, do you want me to call her?" Xuanyuan Qingfeng faintly noticed something was wrong.
"Forget it, let her have a good sleep." Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled slightly and said: "There are some things I just want to tell you. If you think it is useful, just keep it in your heart. If you think it is useless, just treat it as Let’s be verbose for once for my father.”
"Although Tianzun is known as the master of Huishan, he doesn't care about Huishan. Perhaps even the entire world, except for Wang Xianzhi and a few others, is not taken seriously by him."
"He is just a hands-off shopkeeper. As long as you complete the things he tells you, he will never embarrass you and will even give you benefits. After all, this Huishan still belongs to our Xuanyuan family. No, to be precise, it is you It belongs to you, Xuanyuan Qingfeng."
"I once said that a man's talent weighing tens of thousands of pounds is not as good as that of a woman's chest. This sentence is not true at all. Emperor Murong Tong seems to be aloof, like a heavenly being, but in fact he is drunk, lustful and wealthy. Quite a bit. As for how to handle the relationship between the two of you, haha, my father, an old man, will not interfere too much."
"That little girl Murong Wuzhu has no scheming intentions and will not interfere in Huishan affairs. You and she have a sisterly relationship. If you have any problems, you can ask her for help. She may not be able to solve it, but Emperor Murong Tong cares about his sister very much."
"Except for the Murong siblings, the only two people you need to pay attention to in Huishan are Hong Piao and Huang Zi. Hong Piao is rebellious and needs to convince people with reason. Showing kindness is not as good as showing power. Huang Zi has a good reputation, but he also has some problems. My own pride.”
Looking at the nagging man in front of him, Xuanyuan Qingfeng's cold and beautiful face suddenly flashed with a trace of panic: "Dad, what on earth are you going to do?! You will still be the host of Huishan, Qingfeng is still just a little girl."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled slightly and did not answer. He just touched Murong Wuzhu's head with pity and continued.
"Since the day you were born, my father has buried a jar of daughter's red under the old laurel tree. It has been twenty-three years now. Hey, my father has seldom spoken to you in recent years. It's really a bit nagging."
"By the way, when you get married and have children, the boy will be called Fuyao and the girl will be called Yasong. If you don't like it, forget it. Dad hopes that they can study if they want to study and practice martial arts if they want to. The world is big and life is small. , it’s good to live in confusion for the rest of your life.”
Looking at Xuanyuan Qingfeng, whose face was filled with tears and whose pear blossoms were covered with rain, Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled slightly, looked in a certain direction in the backyard, and stood up again.
"Dad is leaving. If your mother doesn't want to go to the grave during the Qingming Festival, Qingfeng doesn't have to force her. Since we can't live together, forgetting each other may not be a blessing in life."
The next moment, Xuanyuan Jingcheng's Qi, which looked like a laid-back scholar, surged, instantly resonating with the heaven and earth, and he entered the land of fairyland, but his seven orifices were bleeding.
"Dad has been sorry for you all these years."
"From now on, just do what you want to do."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng touched his daughter's head with a smile.
This is my most precious treasure in the world, and I will do anything for my daughter.
Even if it's himself.
Then, the majestic air machine poured down.
"father!"
Xuanyuan Qingfeng's face was filled with tears and he shouted almost hoarsely.
I wanted to break free, but I couldn't move at all. I just felt a stream of Qi pouring into my body. Although it was majestic, it was moderate and gentle, swimming in the meridians and acupoints.
For a moment, she finally understood what her father was thinking.
The father who always had a smile on his face wanted to pave the way for her to become a human being with his own life.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng just smiled.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng looked at this warm and gentle smiling face, and some scenes that he thought he had long forgotten were still vividly in his mind for no reason.
This man who joked that if he didn't study for a day, his meals would be tasteless, he once personally taught her how to read, saying that as long as opening a book was helpful, she didn't need to ask for a deeper explanation. Taught her step by step how to write, how to write articles, and how to write smoothly. How to let my younger self ride on his neck and play together...
For a moment, tears blurred his vision.
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When Yu Liancheng and Nangong Pushe arrived at the banquet hall, they saw Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who was drinking tea with a calm demeanor and bleeding from all his orifices. His breath was weak. And Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who had fainted and was lying on the table.
"Xuanyuan Jingcheng has met Tianzun."
Xuanyuan Jingcheng stood up and bowed his hands to Yu Liancheng with a smile.
"You have made it this far after all."
Yu Liancheng looked at Xuanyuan Jingcheng, who was left with only his last breath, like a candle in the wind. Then he looked at Xuanyuan Qingfeng, who was full of energy, and how could he not know what was going on.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng didn't have much time to live since he had to fight against Daxueping and Yuliancheng and forcibly improve his realm. Although he didn't really take action this time, he mobilized his qi machine twice, which greatly reduced his lifespan.
Instead of lingering, he simply used his own cultivation to perfect Xuanyuan Qingfeng.
Xuanyuan Qingfeng was determined to learn martial arts, and even wanted to dominate the world as a woman, but his talent was limited. Even after learning the "Tianma Dafa" taught by Yu Liancheng, it was not easy to be promoted to a first-class Vajra. What's more, he was promoted to a celestial phenomenon and became a land god.
But things are different now. Xuanyuan Jingcheng, a Confucian sage, spared no effort to save Xuanyuan Qingfeng with a long and majestic energy, but also helped him cleanse his marrow and cut his bones, giving him a first-class martial arts talent. From then on, her progress has been rapid. As long as she doesn't slack off on purpose, her promotion to a first-level master can be said to be a certainty.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng smiled and said: "I don't have much life left. If I can help my daughter when I am dying, it will be considered a worthy death. It's a pity that I can't help Tianzun manage Tianwaitian, but I believe that my daughter will be better than me. Even better, more suitable for managing Huishan, I hope Tianzun will make it happen."
Yu Liancheng sighed and nodded.
Xuanyuan Jingcheng stopped talking and bowed to Yu Liancheng, then lost any breath and died with a smile.
"He is a respectable father." Nangong Pushe sighed leisurely, his peach blossom eyes flickering, wondering if he remembered something, and his expression became a little cold.
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The next day, in the backyard of the Changfang Dazong, a woman opened a jar of Angelica wine and brought in a set of wine utensils that had been dusty for many years. She accidentally discovered that there were two lines of boy carved on the bottom of the wine glass, and the handwriting was clear and clear.
In the entire Huishan Mountain, that man was the only one with such leisure and skill.
“It’s okay for life to be miserable, and it’s good for a good person to return home.”
The woman smiled bitterly, picked up the hot wine pot without feeling the pain, came to the edge of the cliff, and showed a sad smile: "Jingcheng, I won't be angry with you anymore."
After saying that, he jumped up.
On the snowy plain, Yulian City looked at Yulian City in the distance and put down the pen in his hand.
No matter how you interpret the word "love", it won't be right no matter how you write it.
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As for how many updates can be made today, it depends on the status, haha, I also want to draw the winner.
