This is not the first time Chen He has been injured.
In the 40 years of Small World Fragment, there have been many times when Chen He was dazed and could only be carried down the mountain wall by Taoists from the Heluo School.
In the predicament, I don’t know when I can go out, and the medicine pill has become a limited thing. It’s not a matter of life. I can’t eat one at all.
Chen He was in a daze, feeling that he had returned to the Shuihuagu Valley, where there was endless fighting.
Ji Changge held a silver bow and asked indifferently not far away: "That kid hasn't woken up yet? The disciples of the Northern Profound Sect are really not as good as before."
The old man with long eyebrows muttered in his worried ear: "Chen He, you must not be in trouble, otherwise the old man can go out, and there is no way to explain to fellow Daoist Shi Feng!"
Tianyan Zhenren comforted: "No, elder, there is a soul after death here, let the devil... Chen He himself and Senior Shi Feng explained it."
Then there was the wailing sound of Tian Yan being severely reprimanded by Changmei.
Very noisy, too noisy.
Chen He subconsciously frowned.
- He would never die in such a place! Silently, he left his senior brother alone in this world!
There seemed to be flames burning in the chest and abdomen, and the scalding force was transmitted to the limbs and bones. The suffocating real energy finally circulated smoothly, and the spiritual energy slowly penetrated into the lungs, and the inside and outside were clear.
Chen He looked at the memory in Mirage Beads before slowly opening his eyes.
The decoration of the cherry red curtains everywhere is obviously still the Xiangquan courtyard.
Chen He was lying on a hard bamboo couch. His clothes were still damaged when he was attacked that day. Only the wounds on his shoulders were roughly bandaged, and he didn't even get any medicine.
Chen He rolled over and sat up, untied the white cloth from the wound, looked at the hideous traces, and confirmed that there was no serious problem, and then wrapped the white cloth back hastily.
He felt the noise in the half-dreaming and half-awake because of two people not far away.
Mrs. Liang and Feiqiong Island Lord sat in front of the phoenix head Konghou—it was indeed indescribably graceful and beautiful. The charming woman put her head sideways on the shoulders of the man in jade-faced and white robes, fiddling with the strings of the piano with her hands.
"… "
If Mrs. Liang hadn't made a sour noise from the Konghou, then the scene of the light being light and the long wind blowing the petals down on the smooth white marble floor tiles could barely be said to be like a picture scroll, and the beauty is better than fleeting years. Mandarin ducks do not envy immortals.
Konghou has twenty-two strings of varying lengths.
The posture of Konghou's playing is like holding the crescent-shaped piano body in his arms, using both hands together, the vibrato is endless. Mrs. Liang was able to fret, intermittently, vomiting and making noise.
Chen He's forehead twitched, but he could only endure it.
He was in someone else's territory, and he was given a helping hand to temporarily shelter him. Even for Mrs. Liang, it was nothing but a little effort. Chen He couldn't open his mouth to imply that the sound of the string was so unpleasant that it could wake up the dead.
What's more, the two of them were sitting next to each other in an intimate manner, without any estrangement, the kind of quiet and leisurely that couldn't allow any foreign objects, and Chen He was stunned when he saw it.
In the future, if he can also be with his senior brother, play chess, watch flowers, listen to the piano...
With a broken sound, Chen He suddenly recovered in shock.
Mrs. Liang withdrew her hand with an unhappy expression on her face. Island Master Feiqiong, who had never spoken, glanced at her, raised her hand and stroked the strings lightly, and a pleasant sound like spring water flowed from his fingertips.
The Konghou is erect, and it is as tall as a person.
In the shape of an arched back, the end of the curved wood hangs with rows of gold thread-wrapped pendants, half of which are floating in front of Feiqiong Island Lord's knees.
He didn't even look at it, he twirled the strings unhurriedly. These hands might not be as graceful and sultry as Madam Liang, but they were fiddling with the real sounds of nature, which could go around the beam for three days and resonate with the tide of the sea.
Chen He is not proficient in music theory, he can't even hear any sound.
Since he is a cultivator who seeks the Tao, he can always figure out one or two things in everything, so the cultivators can say a few words about the artistic conception of the piano sound.
Hearing Xiange knows elegant meaning, Feiqiong Island Master can play such a Konghou, this clear and indifferent state of mind is also called rare in the world.
Such people are afraid that they will not fly far.
- Even if you can't fly, it is estimated that there is nothing that you can't see or let go.
Being able to live to such a point is itself something that is envied by many people. He is powerful, leisurely in the East China Sea, and has beautiful family by his side.
Chen He's expression was a little weird, and he quickly covered it up again.
He listened to Konghou silently for half an hour, and waited for the island master Feiqiong to stop before he stood up. He didn't get close to the two of them, and only bowed his hands from a distance: "Thank you two seniors for your help."
Mrs. Liang chuckled: "I didn't save you, it's just that Yuanlou is not pleasing to the eye."
Chen He remained silent.
Mrs. Liang was suddenly bored: "You are not at all curious about how you look like this at such a young age, why did Donghai Yuanlou come to kill you!"
She has a very beautiful face, and she is not as well-behaved as an ordinary woman.
The legs are straightened at will, and the bare feet step on the ground without any scruples, rubbing against the body of the Konghou Qumu, and maliciously stepping on the corner of Feiqiong Island's main robe, and dexterously rubbing the toes on the cloth, the Treat it as a pleasure.
In these years, if a mortal woman is seen by someone other than her husband, she will probably have to look for life.
At first, Chen He particularly wanted to know what Feiqiong Island Lord saw in this spider beauty, but after thinking about it, Zi Feiyu's joy in knowing the fish, even though he was full of doubts, when he saw the situation between the two people, it disappeared.
There are too many loves that people in the world can't understand.
"You have been in a coma for four days, and I have checked your origins."
In order to find mortals with good qualifications to fill the annual auction, Liang Yange walked around everywhere, and when he came back this time, he brought back the news of the Central Plains Cultivation World.
Fire in stone appeared in Yunzhou.
Venerable Huanjian in the capital suddenly died, and the magic path became a mess.
The blood demon Shi Feng reappeared in the world, and competed with Venerable Guiming in Yuzhou for power. It is said that Shi Feng also brought a junior brother this time.
"...My subordinate said that Gorefiend's junior apprentice brother is fond of beauty and lusts for a merman from the East China Sea sent by a demon cultivator, which made Gorefiend dissatisfied, and forcibly transferred the merman to the capital to Xiang Wanchun, who was scheming and vicious. Mrs. Liang kept laughing, then looked at Chen He up and down, and wiped away the tears from the laughter from the sleeve of Feiqiong Island Master: "This kid... Yuanyang is not lost! The rumors are too outrageous."
Chen He felt two icy gazes freezing on him.
In Liangyan Pavilion, Feiqiong Island Master looked at himself a little strangely.
Chen He couldn't figure out this clue, and simply kept silent.
"I heard that your master, Nan Hongzi of the Beixuan faction, was born in a mortal military general, and was very handsome when he was young." Mrs. Liang came over and said frivolously, she didn't do anything, just looked at Chen He without shyness.
There are few women in the world, even female cultivators, who look directly at people like this.
-Usually, only Deng Tuzi sees good women like this.
"Your senior brother Shi Feng is also a rare beautiful man. I didn't believe it at first, but looking at your appearance, I believe it." Mrs. Liang said with a smile, and then turned back, as if she could not feel the master of Feiqiong Island at all. With a cold breath all over his body, he casually stretched out his hand and tugged at his long snow-white hair, and touched his face again, having a great time.
Feiqiong Island Master didn't move as if he didn't feel anything.
"… "
The subtle meaning in Chen He's eyes could no longer be concealed. He faced the icy eyes of Island Master Feiqiong and said, "It is indeed Chen He of the Northern Profound School, Island Master Liang..."
Madam Liang laughed when she heard it.
She laughed recklessly, without covering her mouth with her sleeves, she just raised her head and laughed.
The expression of Feiqiong Island Lord finally changed slightly, and he frowned.
"My Taoist companion is Shen Yubo, the owner of Feiqiong Island in the East China Sea, not Liang." Mrs. Liang was very happy.
Chen He was dumbfounded.
Since it is called Mrs. Liang, it is natural that the husband's family is Liang.
Mrs. Liang held a pearl in her hair and said lazily, "I know what you are thinking. If men and women in this world are married, why should women change their surnames? I don't do Mrs. Shen."
She leaned into Shen Yubai's ear and breathed maliciously: "Yes, my Liang Langjun, you are my... person."
"… "
Island Master Feiqiong looked at her and nodded.
Satisfied, Mrs. Liang dragged an embroidered pillow off Hu's bed and leaned against it comfortably, without speaking again.
"You saw A Yan's real body." Shen Yubai stared at Chen He, his voice extremely cold.
Rao was Chen He, and after a few breaths of silence, he realized who Feiqiong Island Lord was talking about Ayan.
Dare to love Mrs. Liang's name is Liang Yan
This... This spider is really eclectic, and even its name is displayed for people to shout. There is no taboo for a long time. The demon cultivator has transformed into a human form, and they like to learn how to behave in the world, so as not to be called a monkey. Mrs. Liang can do whatever she wants, she can do whatever she wants.
"By chance, I can swear by my inner demon that I won't reveal anything." Chen He said calmly.
Ordinary cultivators were afraid of being killed by Shen Yubo at this time, and they were probably shaking like chaff.
Mrs. Liang's eyes were more interesting, and the island owner Feiqiong also had an inquiring look. He shook his head slightly: "It's not necessary, what can you say, what can you say to whom, if you don't even understand this, what are you doing alive? Smart man, I'm not worried."
Without waiting for Chen He to answer, Shen Yubai's eyes were sharp and he said word by word, "Ayan didn't hand you over to Yuanlou, because she likes to have fun, and it's interesting to see you. I'd like to save you, and I can even send you to Yuanlou. Yuzhou, because you are useful to me."
"Oh, what's more than the island owner who needs help?" Chen He lowered his eyes and suppressed the killing intent that surfaced.
Shen Yubai smiled coldly: "I have no interest in Beixuan Secret Treasures, and Ayan and I don't need those things. Whether you believe it or not, it's up to you. I just want to know that you have Have you ever felt something unusual about the people and things around you? I just want to ask you, have you ever woken up and felt like something happened all over again, but you can't say what's wrong?"
Chen He was stagnant, slightly embarrassed.
Asking a person who has been amnesia all year round is simply impossible to answer.
"I'm not eighteen years old..." Chen He shook his head slowly, "I don't know where Island Lord Shen came from."
Shen Yubai's eyes were so sharp that it was about to turn into substance, he stared at Chen He: "I know you are not eighteen... How can I misunderstand your bone age? The late Jindan cultivator who is less than sixty years old is also called Your talent is amazing, but why were you born eighteen years ago, and who erased the forty years in between?"
Chen He was about to answer that it was a small world fragment, but when he saw Shen Yubo's appearance, he suddenly moved, and a strange thought appeared: "Island owner is saying that someone suddenly found himself back decades ago? For example, he is obviously a hundred years old. People, but find that everything in the world is still the same as when you were young, others are not old, many things have not happened, except for the age of your own life, everything else has remained unchanged decades ago?"
Chen He couldn't help but lose his mind: "How could such a thing happen? The younger generation was trapped in the fragments of the small world, and it took 40 years to be empty, and who is the island owner Shen told me?"
Island Master Feiqiong was silent for a while, before speaking in Madam Liang's worried eyes, "It's me."
The author has something to say: Shen Yubo is not a reborn person, he is just a person who finds everything wrong around him.