Chapter 153

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date="2021-01-20"

title="Chapter 153 "

weight="123294"

series = ["The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path"]

mode = "manual"

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Ling Fengxiao wiped the blood from his lips.

In the distance, the spring mountains are like Dai, and the city is full of lights.

In the spring night, the night wind is quiet.

In the silence, Ling Fengxiao asked, "Have you seen Yingying?"

Lin Shu: "Yeah."

Ling Fengxiao said, "Before you left, I let Wuwei bear fruit, but after you left, the fruit still bears."

Lin Shu: "She can't talk because of this?"

Ling Fengxiao did not speak.

After a long time, he said: "Let's go."

He went down to the tower and returned to the city.

After the battle, Jinguan City was unscathed. The people calmed down after the initial panic. Even because all the attacks were blocked outside the city, most people actually didn't know what happened.

Passing a market, there is the sound of silk and bamboo string songs, faintly floating.

Far away, Lin Shu vaguely heard the lyrics.

It seems to be "Who knows how infatuated you are". After the singing, he changed to a male voice, "She is like a resentment and I have a guilty conscience."

Lin Shu: "..."

When I get closer, my lyrics become clearer. What I sang is "Princess, please let me show my heart and soul" and "You are a fairy state of ice and bone, how can I be as stubborn as wood and stone without love ", what "How can I bear the feelings to break Fang's heart again".

When got closer, there was a female voice with a beautiful voice, lingering low.

Sing is:

Advise gentlemen to drink more wine before leaving.

hope to meet you again in the world.

Retell the divorce, retell the divorce.

Ling Fengxiao stopped and looked at the red-lighted platform.

In the night, when the lingering sound of "re-narration of separation" was about to die, the voice changed again.

Seeing the princess showing her sadness, Liu Yi readily accepted the jade cup.

Pour out your best friend.

From now on.

The end of the world is reminiscent of the moon.

It turned out to be the story of the scholar Liu Yi saying goodbye to the Dragon Girl in the Biography of Liu Yi.

After the play, the crowd was applauded.

The parting in the world may be the same. Three years ago, Ling Fengxiao's farewell at the ferry was so similar to the scene in the play, except that there was no such fancy wording.

Lin Shu thought, three years ago, we didn’t meet again at the ferry crossing. But when we meet today, is it just like singing in that play, "We meet again in the world"? Is it necessary to "re-narrate divorce" again?

He suddenly felt his hand touched.

He did not move.

Ling Fengxiao then gently held his finger.

Lin Shu returned to lead.

They walked slowly side by side, passed the palace gate, and entered the deep hall.

Lin Shu looked at the three characters "Wu Tong Yuan", and thought to himself how confused he was again being abducted by Ling Fengxiao.

But he didn't go in, because there were guards to lead him, Dao, Your Highness, the enemy's head was already in prison, whether he wanted to be tried.

Naturally it must be tried.

When even went to the prison, in the stone room, the wizard was bound by several chains, heard the sound, and looked up at them.

Most wizards are pale, and this is no exception.

As soon as Ling Fengxiao arrived, the formal interrogation began. Treating the enemy master without any scruples, even if he was severely punished, he couldn't survive or die, and finally confided the news.

Said that this attack on Jinguan City was only an experiment. Although victory was good, defeat was not a pity.

The wizard didn't know the identity of Ling Fengxiao, only knew that he was the current leader of Southern Xia. He took a breath and said, Your Majesty, you can do it yourself.

After torturing, there is nothing to ask.

Ling Fengxiao pierced the wizard's chest with a knife.

The wizard coughed out a few mouthfuls of frothed blood, and opened his mouth again as he died, sounding like a torn bellows.

He said, I forgot, Your Majesty, the Lord has something to bring you.

The Lord is the great witch.

Ling Fengxiao said, what to say.

The wizard smiled secretly: "The Lord said, you are bleeding from Phoenix blood, you should be a man from the sky, you can leave the world, you are happy and contented, why bother to stir this muddy water."

Ling Fengxiao said: "I will kill North Xia, I am naturally happy and content."

The wizard said slowly: "Then it's no wonder... God's will is like a sword, and the world will bear you."

After saying this last sentence, he closed his eyes, and there was no more life.

Ling Fengxiao said: "The body is burned."

Without words all the way back to Wutong Garden, Yingying reached Lin Shu first, reaching out to hug.

Guo Guo was still angry, so he didn't appear in a human form at all, and became the body of grace, staying on the table.

Yingying hugged Lin Shu and didn't let go.

Ling Fengxiao said, then you two sleep?

Then he will go to the side hall.

Yingying stretched out his hand to hold his sleeve again, not letting go.

Ling Fengxiao smiled and shaved her nose.

Yingying hid in Lin Shu's arms to prevent him from scratching.

Lin Shu didn't dare to touch his small limp body too hard, so he could only hug it lightly when he was afraid of melting.

Yingying was not afraid, and reached out to touch Lin Shu's face little by little.

Lin Shu looked up at Ling Fengxiao.

Seeing him leaning on the Yuzhu in front of the bed, looking at himself and Yingying, there was still water in his eyes, and a slight smile was hidden.

In the end, Ling Fengxiao still failed, and Lin Shu naturally was not let go of Yingying, they still slept on a bed.

Yingying was among them, she fell asleep very quickly, her face was quiet.

The fruit suddenly appeared.

He took Yingying away.

Then entered the blue sky cave.

In the end, Lin Shu was left with a look of "I will never let my sister be with you, the black crow".

In the room, he and Ling Fengxiao were the only ones left.

He suddenly saw that there was a mirror on the bedside table.

Still the mysterious bronze mirror.

Ling Fengxiao said: "Wuqi has been thinking about it for the past three years."

Lin Shu asked, "Are there any results?"

Ling Fengxiao said: "He said that there is a line of cause and effect in the mirror, the work of good fortune."

Lin Shu took the mirror and came over.

When this mirror was taken for the first time, he saw himself wearing the clothes of the sword pavilion, with a blank face standing on the top of the snow-capped mountain.

This time the scene has changed.

He was startled and looked in the mirror.

Red.

In the dimness, a red candle was half-burnt, and beside it was a large carved bed on which a soft red veil was hanging.

It seemed that it was windy, and the red gauze of the bed net was gently blown up.

In the tent, indistinct, seemed to lie alone.

Lin Shu waited.

Finally, for a moment, the red tent was opened in the wind with a crack, and the candle light violently lit for a moment, which made him see the people in the tent clearly among the electric light and flint.

The man also slowly turned his face to look at him.

It's himself.

It's Lin Shu.

Still the familiar facial features, expressionless face, in the candlelight, there is a sense of clarity and gentleness for no reason.

But this is not the point.

On this person's left chest, at the heart position, was deeply inserted a long black weapon that looked like a sword but not a sword. At first glance, it seemed that he was nailed to the soft tent of the high bed.

After a short while, the wind stopped, the red account was restored to its original state, and the situation in the account was unclear.

Lin Shu looked away.

He asked Ling Fengxiao: "What did you see?"

Ling Fengxiao: "It hasn't changed."

No change, that is, still blood.

But his has changed.

Ling Fengxiao asked: "How about you?"

Lin Shu thought for a while and said, "Me too."

There is no other reason for the deception, and the scene is a little ominous after careful consideration.

Lin Shu felt that this mirror should reflect the future. Because before he returned to the Sword Pavilion, the mirror showed him standing on the top of the snow mountain.

So what does the situation in the mirror indicate?

He didn't know, and he didn't bother to think.

He has heard many predictions and warnings.

Including what the wizard said to Ling Fengxiao today.

"The will of heaven is like a sword, and the world bears you..." He put down the mirror, repeated those words, and looked at Ling Fengxiao: "What do you think?"

"I'm not so good," Ling Fengxiao had a slight smile in his eyes, and then said lightly: "How can the world take on me, so how can I fail to take on me. I...have my life, so why don't others need to be beaked."

Lin Shu looked at him and thought, Ling Fengxiao has not changed in the past three years.

No matter what ominous foreshadowing, he will do what he will do.

If this is the case, why bother about the view in the mirror or the words of the wizard.

Ling Fengxiao's fingertips touched his cheek lightly: "Are you following me all the time?"

Lin Shu: "Follow."

Ling Fengxiao said: "The Great Witch is extremely dangerous."

Lin Shu said: "I have crossed the peak of the catastrophe."

Ling Fengxiao smiled: "Yeah."

Lin Shu thought, they were separated in the past because their cultivation level has not been fully recovered, and Great Shaman didn't know what plans he had.

But now, after three years of repairs, he has completely restored all cultivation bases, and even further, no longer needs any form of protection.

And the worst between them and the great witch is just a battle of life and death.

Ling Fengxiao approached him, and a very light kiss gently landed on his forehead.

Lin Shuren Ling Fengxiao kissed gently, and then his lips were puckered.

Slightly cool, but very soft.

This posture made him a little uncomfortable, and he put his hand on Ling Fengxiao's shoulder.

Ling Fengxiao deepened the kiss.

Before Lin Shu closed his eyes, he saw the moon outside the window.

He suddenly thought, what is the full moon and what is the lack of it.

What is the victory? What is the defeat.

What is sentient, what is ruthless.

He came into this world and his journey went smoothly, relying on Ling Fengxiao to protect him, and even his cultivation was bestowed by Phoenix blood.

What Ling Fengxiao wants, what he can give.

The little phoenix wanted to protect all beings in Southern Xia. He was a salted fish and had no such lofty ambitions, so he could only retreat and protect the little phoenix.

although……

Although he feels a bit bad now.

Ling Fengxiao's movements are a bit trying to explain the trend of his clothes.

The author has something to say: The lyrics are from Yue Opera "Liu Yi Biography".