Vol 6 Chapter 851: plot

Han Bing sighed, not knowing what to say.

Rong Xue's gaze seemed to be able to see everything in Han Lin's heart, Rong Xue straightened her chest, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.

She continued: "I used to listen to you, but now I only listen to myself!"

Han Lin clenched his fists, and said tolerantly: "You ignore my meaning and insist on shooting them... You, are you trying to turn against me?"

"You and I have never cooperated, so how come you turn back?" Rong Xue looked at Han Lin's eyes with coldness, "You made repeated attempts to prevent me from taking the soul jade. The so-called big conspiracy and big plan are nothing more than Your means of delaying time. Fortunately, I understand it is not too late."

Rong Xue's lips made a provocative smile, and she turned around and walked outside the pavilion.

Walking out of the pavilion, she turned around and said: "Of course, you can still make tea and wine as before, and be your leisurely father. I will not disturb you. Old rules, I will borrow your identity. , Don’t worry, I will bring it back for you and Han Bing."

"You!" Han Lin kicked over the table, full of anger and about to break out.

Suddenly he felt that his body was paralyzed and his limbs were weak, and he forced to move, but there was a sweet smell in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood came out "Wow".

"Oh, by the way, the scent on my body can numb people, so you can't lift up your Qi Yun Gong at will. If you struggle more, you will vomit blood." Rong Xue's charming voice came from a distance, very clearly. "Since I was slapped in the face by you, I couldn't sleep all night, your martial arts is very high, I have to guard against, you know, I am a very small person, I have a vengeance, I'd better hold my breath when I see you in the future."

"...Oops." Han Lin watched Rong Xue's back disappear completely. He slowly stood up straight with his chest. He looked at the Manyuan Plum Blossom outside the pavilion, his face pale, "This time Han Bing really has It's dangerous..."

In the plum garden. This is a very secluded plum forest in the mansion of the prefecture, with red plum blossoms and a fragrant cold fragrance.

If Lu Yang came earlier, he would be able to admire the red plums in the snow, adding more interest.

Now the snow has melted. There are not only plum trees in this garden, but there are also a few bare trees with eyes on the trunks at the intersection. I think they are cherry trees.

But there are not many trees beside it, the most important one is red plum.

There is a cobblestone path in the plum forest, which leads to twists and turns.

Lu Yang walked slowly and slowly along the cobblestone path with his hands in his hands, looking at the surrounding scenery from time to time.

Gradually, this remote path leads to a yard. The yard is simple and tall. The plaque simply reads the word "Si Qi". The thick dust fell on it, but the magnificence of the carvings of the year can be vaguely distinguished.

Si Qi? He remembered that Han Bing once mentioned that Han Lin's word was Si Qi.

Lu Yang looked at the courtyard that appeared in front of him, his eyes fell on the two discolored seals on the door, his heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but become curious about the layout of the courtyard. ,

After Han Bing beat the people around him, he remembered that she had to do something serious.

She intends to hand over the "Spirit Sword Dao" swordsmanship to Lu Yang. Only Lu Yang can practice such a peerless swordsmanship. In her current state of mind, it is no longer suitable.

What's more, she has abandoned her sword from the sword, and there has also been a fault in her cultivation.

auzw.comLv Yang is gentle and gentle, with a kind heart, and high martial arts. Learning a sword technique will not disturb each other.

She remembered that she had just taken Lu Yangzhi to Yufang Meiyuan... Yufang Meiyuan! Han Bing paled with a pretty face.

bad! Behind Mei Lin is Han Lin's house!

Han Bing didn't have time to think too much, she hurriedly put on a thick coat, hurriedly brought her saber, and hurried to the red plum forest.

Lu Yang gently climbed the wall and entered the yard, and found that the snow in the yard had not completely melted yet. The yard was uninhabited all year round and no one came to clean it.

Lu Yang sighed, everything is wrong. The lock on the door of the room was rusty. He accidentally broke the lock and was discovered. He turned and walked to the window, which was chained from the inside.

Lu Yang opened the window with just a flick of his finger and arched in silently.

When Lu Yang did this, he was extremely light and handy, leaving no traces.

He closed the window lightly and turned to look at the layout of the room.

This is a very large and grand room, but there is no one to live in, and it is lonely full of dust, just like the remaining unswept snow in the patio outside the house.

This faintly conveys a message-this house, along with the memories in the house, was ruthlessly abandoned.

If it's just an abandoned house, why is Han Bing reluctant to connect? Is it dirty or messy, or... what kind of taboo room?

Lu Yang was surprised when he saw a red sandalwood book case in the room with a delicate bamboo basket hanging above the book case.

Lu Yang walked over to investigate and found that there were a lot of black and withered zigzag leaves inside, which looked like silver salvia.

Silver danica? Lu Yang frowned, and when he mentioned silver dan grass, Han Bing seemed to have liked the cool scent of silver dan grass.

As for now, the silver salvia scent on her body seems to be gradually disappearing, replaced by a faint fragrance of Lingbo fairy and tulip.

Lu Yang frowned, and walked to the red sandalwood case a few days ago, a few crumpled waste papers were thrown indiscriminately on the case, and several dusty rice papers were pressed under the paperweight.

Lu Yang took out a few sheets in his hand, shook off the dust, and flipped through them. It turned out to be Han Lin's previous manuscripts.

Lu Yang looked at Han Lin's handwriting with interest.

The first one was written in the Southern Song Dynasty Lu You's "Inscribed Mint Painting Fan": "A sprig of vanilla emerges from the quiet bushes, and two butterflies fly and play in the evening breeze. Mo Heng met the villagers late and is well-known Yuan Xiang Chu Ci."

The poem was nothing, but the word surprised Lu Yang a little. He stretched out his hand and stroked his hair, then touched his nose.

Lu Yang always touched his nose unconsciously when he was confused.

As the saying goes: "The words are like the person." Han Lin's handwriting reveals free and easy elegance in the powerful and powerful, and the ancient and simple atmosphere in the dance of dragons and phoenixes. Such skill in calligraphy is obtained from diligent study and practice since childhood. ..

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