The summer solstice is approaching, and the mountains and plains are filled with emerald green colors. The dense forests reflect the traces of the mottled sunlight, and through the short-cut with fragrant flowers and plants, you will see the cloud-shrouded mountain tops in front of you.
Chen Daozhen raised his eyes, his eyes were full of tenderness, his face was full of tiredness, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, appearing very gentle and gentle.
The drunkard head followed him alone, seeing that he was in a good mood, he asked unhurriedly: "Little master, I have a question I want to ask you all the time."
"Finish." Chen Daozhen suppressed his smile, and glanced at him slightly sideways from the corner of his eye.
The drunkard patted his bald head, took two steps forward on his horse, and asked, "Why did you put such a heavy hand on Qingshan this time? Is it because..."
"Because of what?"
"This time, the sect you eradicated with Gui Zun's hands more or less participated in the siege of Shen Ao or the bloodbath of Shen's village before. Did the Qingshan sect also participate in it?"
Chen Daozhen said with a slight smile: "Senior Wen is upright, but he is pedantic and vacillating in his actions. To put it bluntly, he has soft ears. If I don't help him make a decision, he won't be able to accomplish anything until he dies." He rolled his eyes Looking at the mountains in the distance, he walked forward carelessly.
"I'm afraid it's not just like that." The drunkard smiled, "Is there some secret news about the Qingshan sect? Speaking of which, old man Wen's son and daughter-in-law died very strangely. Little master, you must know something? Give me Listen to it."
"eventful."
The drunkard's head leaked a flattering smile, and he salivated and stuck it up.
Chen Daozhen glanced at him coolly and hurried away.
The two slowed down when they passed the mountain road. There were a lot of relatives living on the mountainside, but now most of the houses are empty and there is no smoke from the kitchen. I wonder if they have moved away from Xishan.
Su Yubao happened to come out from home, and since Su Lingling was released, his mother's mood has improved a lot, and she has a good face towards him, and sometimes even greeted him with a few words.
Su Yubao was not overwhelmed by flattery, not even the slightest bit of joy.
He couldn't figure out why Senior Brother Jing was seriously injured and still healed in the forbidden area until now, but the culprit didn't feel guilty or guilty at all, instead, he was living happily.
On one side is his beloved senior brother, and on the other side is his mother and sister who are connected by blood. Su Yubao is getting thinner and thinner amid hesitation and struggle, but at the age of half a child, he is already frowning deeply, as if he is an old man.
Ever since Su Fang got her daughter back, she not only treated Su Yubao kindly, but also spoke softly and considerately towards Su Qisheng, as if she had turned back to the weak woman who was reluctant to speak.
The relationship between the husband and wife was gradually repaired, and the initial state of harmony and harmony was established. Whenever Su Yubao saw this scene, he dared not tell the truth. He had never seen such a harmonious scene since he was sensible. , this is like an addictive nightmare, he doesn't want to wake up, but he doesn't want to sink into it.
Originally, he had planned to hide all these things, and when Senior Brother Jing woke up one day, he would make a decision, treat him as selfish for a while, and let him enjoy the family happiness for a while.
But when he saw Chen Daozhen riding away on the mountain road, he seemed to have returned to that day. Chen Daozhen hugged Senior Brother Jing and screamed hoarsely, and the cold breath seemed to come from hell. Although he couldn't empathize with the pain of his beloved, the deep sorrow at that time really shocked him.
Su Yubao turned sideways, blending himself into the shadows.
The drunkard still found him, he smiled and pointed at him and said, "Little Master, don't you think this is Su Qisheng's son? You injured him that day."
Chen Daozhen frowned slightly. He remembered that when he found the seriously injured Jing'er, he was surrounded by this Xishan sect disciple. He turned out to be Su Qisheng's son.
"I don't remember, let's go." Chen Daozhen pondered for a moment, then shook his head and speeded up.
The sky gradually became hazy, and the blood color of the setting sun covered the sky, appearing ethereal and nothingness amidst the lingering clouds and smoke.
Chen Daozhen rushed to the Xishan sect, and the disciple guarding the gate saluted him, and said slowly: "The sect master went out on business a few days ago, and before he left, he told his disciples that if the sect master of the Wuji sect came to pay a visit, he would Arrange to stay, and you can do the rest."
The drunkard said: "Liu Muyan expected us to come, little thing, where do we live?"
"The head told me to live in the courtyard where Sect Master Chen lived before." The disciple signaled, "Please follow me."
The drunkard grinned, "Then let's go."
The disciple walked in front, walked a few steps and turned around but did not see Chen Daozhen, his eyes widened in shock, and he raised his voice and said, "Chen, where is Sect Master Chen?"
"Didn't you say it's free? Of course my master came to the Xishan School to do something. Did you come to visit the mountains?" The drunkard put his head on his shoulders and said with a smile, "Let's lead the way, where do you live? Is there wine here?"
Chen Daozhen pushed open the closed wooden door, and there was a smell of sandalwood in the room. On the window sill, there was a pot of orchids of slightly inferior quality, but the flowers were blooming lushly, and the posture was shy and charming.
The boy on the bed was still sleeping deeply, his cheeks were flushed, his eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he seemed to be sleeping restlessly.
Chen Daozhen sat down by the bed, carefully kissed the young man's lips, and whispered, "I've come to see you, Jing'er."
The boy remained motionless, his eyes were closed, and his pouty lips looked like he was being coquettish.
Chen Daozhen fetched a clean towel, brushed away the soft hair on his forehead, and gently wiped his cheeks.
Su Qisheng on the other end was sitting at home, talking about Su Lingling's marriage with Su Fang's, and the two raised their eyebrows with warmth.
The disciples came to report Chen Daozhen's visit, Su Qisheng hurriedly left Su Fangshi behind and returned to the sect, he left in a hurry and never noticed Su Fangshi's flustered appearance.
But after a while, Su Fang's family calmed down. If Chen Daozhen had the slightest doubt about Lingling, how could she be allowed to stay here safely with the hatred of life and death? Chen Daozhen probably didn't come here for them.
Su Fang quickly calmed down, and the more he had to hold his breath at this time, he must not let his feet slip.
She sat down where she was, picked up the embroidery in the sewing basket, and threaded the needle slowly.
Chen Daozhen stayed in Xishan School for a few days, Su Qisheng was a gentle and hospitable person, he had heard about the relationship between Jing Ji and Chen Daozhen, knowing that he came to visit Jing Ji, so he didn't intervene, just let him feel at ease stay.
Ten days later, news of Chen Daozhen's invitation to Zhan Guizun spread throughout the country, causing commotion in the entire martial arts world. Su Qisheng raised his heart and came to see Chen Daozhen in a hurry.
No matter how rumors spread outside, Chen Daozhen was rarely at ease in the secret realm of the fantasy sea.
He sat on the edge of the bed and carefully observed Jing Ji's face. The boy was still childish and cute when he was asleep, with long eyelashes neatly attached to his eyelids, and even breathing sounds from his nose.
Chen Daozhen liked it, couldn't help showing a smile, murmured coaxing words, then leaned down and kissed the boy on the nose, and said in a doting tone: "You, the naughty boy on weekdays Very well, she's cute and cute when she's asleep."
The young man's nose trembled slightly, but then he fell asleep more peacefully.
Chen Daozhen's eyes were gloomy, and he regained his gentle look for a moment. He smiled and kissed the young man's lips, and left the wooden house without saying a word, hiding his lost expression in the deep night.
Chen Daozhen walked out of the secret realm of the fantasy sea, and there was a rustling sound in the grass.
"Who's there? Get out."
The grass rustled for a while, and a young man in white came out, his clothes covered with leaves.
This young man was Su Yubao. He lowered his eyes and said in a vague tone: "I was afraid that the guards would drive me away, so I hid in the bushes..."
"You have something to do with me?"
Su Yubao's eyes flickered, he hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Sect Master Chen, are you Brother He Jing..."
"What does it have to do with you?" Chen Daozhen said in a cold tone, "You are waiting for me here just for this matter?"
"No, no." Su Yubao shook his head abruptly, "I heard there are rumors in the Jianghu that you plan to find a decisive battle with the Ghost Venerable, right?"
Chen Daozhen sized him up and frowned slightly. This young man was waiting for him here specifically to ask about this matter? Not to mention that this matter has nothing to do with him, even if it is, how can he be allowed to talk about such a major matter?
Su Yubao didn't seem to see Chen Daozhen's indifferent expression, he twisted his clothes and said slowly: "Brother Jing is dying that day, he keeps calling your name, he must like you very much, if you die, he will It must be very sad, I know he is in the secret realm of the fantasy sea, that's why I came here to wait for you."
Chen Daozhen remained silent.
Su Yubao suddenly burst into tears, and the half-grown child only sobbed and hiccupped in his throat, "I lied, Brother Jing has been wronged because of my lie, I don't want you to be wronged because of my lie lost his life."
The long-term depression made him unable to bear the condemnation in his heart anymore, he squatted down on the ground slowly, hugged his knees helplessly, and burst into tears.
Chen Daozhen approached him, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"
"It's not the members of the Ghost Shadow Sect who hurt Senior Brother Jing, it's..." Su Yubao suddenly stopped crying, and he raised his face to look at Chen Daozhen, who had his back to the moonlight, his face was dark and unclear, But Su Yubao really felt a chill, as if the ghost's minions had already caressed his fragile neck.
"It's Su Lingling! That's the courtyard where Su Lingling was imprisoned!" Chen Daozhen's voice seemed to be forced out of his throat. With the anger from hell, Su Yubao seemed to see a burst of blood in his eyes, but no matter what he did at this time, Regret, he has already made a wrong step, and even he can't tell right from wrong.
Chen Daozhen left suddenly, his figure disappeared from sight, Su Yubao came back to his senses, and immediately chased after him.
The night was already dark, only relying on the hazy moonlight to pull out a smear of light, Chen Daozhen came over using lightness kung fu, and landed in front of a row of houses on the mountainside, standing with a sword in his hand, with a monstrous anger brewing in his body.
Su Qisheng was at home at this time, he suddenly felt a wave of internal energy, and was about to open the door to take a look, at this moment, the door exploded, and as far as he could see, he saw Chen Daozhen standing at the door holding a sword, black The robe blended with the night, and only the sharp blade reflected the bloodthirsty light.