Lin Qianshuang followed the instructions of the two men and walked along the river bank, and at a glance, he saw the two people who were holding hands and walking in the group of lantern riddles and lanterns.
Liang Jingxuan was very conspicuous in a disciple uniform with cloud patterns on the sleeves of Penglai Xianmen.
And holding his hand was a dignified lady in pink. She showed her beauty in every move, and her face was occasionally picturesque while chatting and laughing, obviously Xiao Lanle was undoubtedly Xiao Lanle.
A group of colorful lanterns hung between the two trees by a red thread, and the shaking candles were bright enough to illuminate the faces of the two of them.
"Jing Xuan, I love you. I don't know what you think, but would you like to be my Taoist companion?"
Xiao Lanle wore the pink clothes that she liked most in her life, her smart bird eyes looked shyly and reservedly at the person in front of her, her face as bright as a peach blossom turned slightly red as the words fell.
In her eyes, Liang Jingxuan is the most suitable person to be a Taoist companion.
This person is frank and sincere, with a majestic and upright body, and is the most important disciple of the head father, and has a bright future.
He was born handsome and unmarried, exactly the type of man she liked the most.
Plus, he saved her several times in a dangerous situation.
Xiao Lanle remembered all the past events, and a happy expression appeared on his cheeks. He should treat her with sincerity, otherwise he would risk his life to save her many times.
Liang Jingxuan looked at the woman he had completely captured in front of him, and was not in a hurry to agree immediately. Instead, he took a paper lantern from the bamboo net column, borrowed someone else's pen and ink, wrote a poem on it, and handed it to Xiao Lan happy.
"I have no phoenix and flying wings in my body, but I have a good heart. Brother Liang, you gave me this lantern, can this sentence come from your pen?"
Xiao Lan happily held the lantern handed by Liang Jingxuan, as smart as she guessed the meaning of the verse immediately. She was so happy that she raised her head slightly. , which can be called the four characters of the upper son Ruyu.
"Lan Le, how can I not understand your heart, I am also happy with you."
Liang Jingxuan held Xiao Lanle in his arms with affection in his eyes, and the two sat snuggled on the bank of Yangliu Yiyi's river.
His hand was so restless that he wanted to slip into her dress, but Xiao Lanle was so embarrassed that he grabbed it.
Liang Jingxuan was a little girl who didn't understand love in Xiao Lanle, and it was not easy to deal with her on the spot. He was afraid of scaring her, so he leaned over and kissed her cheek very innocently.
In his heart, he thought to himself, since tonight is still long, he can always coax this noble and beautiful daughter of the head into bed without taking a few months of hard work.
Xiao Lanle was kissed on the face by Liang Jingxuan, her body suddenly softened, her brain was chaotic, her eyes were no longer clear, and she raised her head to kiss the lips of the person above.
Liang Jingxuan looked at Xiao Lanle's seductive appearance as soft as spring water in his arms, with a look of pride in his eyes.
No one can escape his "king's aura", this is the golden finger he found himself after he passed through, except for the attribute bonus of the lucky MAX "undead protagonist".
As long as a woman without a loved one is shrouded in the "king spirit" released by him, whether she likes it or not, she will lose herself in front of him in a moment, and obey him.
Similarly, the men who were intimidated by his "king's aura" would have their combat effectiveness and judgment decreased in a moment.
Liang Jingxuan has a great sense of achievement in conquering women. Compared with having a good time with them, he enjoys the process of letting women fall into his trap step by step.
Especially the daughter of a noble righteous sect head like Xiao Lanle, she was very energetic when she was subdued.
The beauty is in his arms, and the beauty still invites him to kiss. If he is still a gentleman at this time, then he is still not a man
Liang Jingxuan was no longer too lazy to pretend to be a modest gentleman. His hand was so vulgar that he stretched out to the beauty's chest, and his head was bent down to give the beauty a lingering and pitiful kiss.
Crackling, fireworks suddenly exploded beside the two of them.
Liang Jingxuan's hand stretched halfway and suddenly pulled away, reflexively and subconsciously dropped the person in his arms, and rolled to the side to hide.
"Jingxuan?"
Xiao Lanle's sanity regained consciousness, she was trapped in colorful fireworks, and Liang Jingxuan, who was holding her in his arms, was nowhere to be seen.
She stood up in a daze, and before she could figure out what happened, a burst of firecrackers suddenly exploded beside her feet.
This retreat happened to retreat to the bank of the river.
Xiao Lanle stood on the edge of the river bank, her body was unstable and leaned back. In her panic, her ankle was smashed by a stone, completely suspended in the air, and fell into the river.
Only the sound of water splashes was heard, and the figure of the woman in pink disappeared on the water, and a circle of green ripples swayed on the river.
On the sparkling river not far away, Lin Qianshuang stood on the bow of a painted boat and watched the whole process.
All of this was her attention. She knew that Liang Jingxuan and Xiao Lanle would gather at the prayer lantern on the riverbank after they finished the lantern riddles.
She set up some firecrackers and hot spring fireworks there early, and when the hour came, she lit the fuse and interrupted their love.
However, she did not expect that Xiao Lanle would be frightened and fall into the water.
Lin Qianshuang didn't hesitate for a few minutes, then took off his unsightly coat, and wanted to jump off the boat and go into the water to save people.
Bai Wan grabbed Lin Qianshuang's hand and said with a bit of doubt, "That girl is a cultivator, right? She can float up on her own, so why do you need your help?"
Xiao Lanle was originally a fire-type spiritual root, and she was repulsive to water. She also experienced drowning when she was young.
Lin Qianshuang knew this in her heart, but she couldn't explain to Bai Wan why she would inquire about a stranger's details so clearly.
"She hasn't surfaced after so long, so she's probably really afraid of water. Besides, it's my fault. I thought that the male cultivator named Liang was lying, and I know all the poems he knows. I saw it in the classics, and I just wanted to scare him, how could I think of affecting other people."
Lin Qianshuang handed Bai Wan the coat she took off, put on a mask, and smiled at her with half of her exposed face, "Don't worry, I'll come back as soon as I save people, and let's go to fight for treasures together. I'll see what's new."
Plop.
The woman who was standing beside her just now disappeared into the bow.
who are they? Why does Shuangshuang care about them so much
Bai Wan suddenly remembered that the sword art that Lin Qianshuang practiced was the sword art of human cultivators, while the disciple of the male cultivator with the surname Liang just now had a cyan color, and the sleeves and hem of the clothes were all made of silver silk cloud pattern. , is a disciple of the Penglai Immortal Sect of the Righteous Dao Sect.
Could it be that the person who taught this set of sword art to Lin Qianshuang was a person from Penglai Xianmen, and Shuangshuang might also be like her, a person with a special purpose lurking in the Demon Realm.
Bai Wan thought to herself, watching Lin Qianshuang's figure floating under the river and gradually dived towards the bottom. Afraid of what might happen, she also took off her coat, dived into the water and followed her closely.
The water poured into the clothes, and the body seemed to be frozen in a piece of ice.
When her skin touched the icy river water, Lin Qianshuang couldn't help trembling.
She endured the chill that penetrated into the bone marrow, and swam towards the drowning man who was getting closer and closer in front of her.
Lin Qianshuang was getting closer and closer to Xiao Lanle, who was unconscious. She only needed to reach out and touch his hair.
At this moment, her feet suddenly cramped in the cold wave, and her whole body was dragged into a deeper water vortex by the undercurrent of the water.
Lin Qianshuang was a little caught off guard by the sudden change in the water flow. She was about to use her demonic energy to swim up, when a stranger's cultivation energy came from her lower back. on the opponent's chest.
She hasn't thought about where this infuriating energy comes from, she has been hugged and pulled from behind and swam to the top of the river.
"Whoa."
Lin Qianshuang and the person holding her both stuck their heads out of the water together, and the wind blew them together and they all shivered.
"Lan Le, how are you feeling now, do you want to go ashore to sort out your anger?"
The man who was holding Lin Qianshuang suddenly said, and his hand stroked her hair all the way down, and when he touched the hard mask on her side face, his hand stopped.
Lin Qianshuang felt a bit chilled by someone holding a sword on her neck, and a voice from behind said angrily, "Who are you? You are not Junior Sister Xiao."
At the first moment, she guessed that the person behind her was Liang Jingxuan.
It is estimated that Liang Jingxuan mistook her for Xiao Lanle and saved the wrong person.
Lin Qianshuang was so nervous that her back was tense, and she was a little scared. She didn't know why her demonic energy was completely sealed, and her body was powerless.
Her mask only covered half of her face, and she didn't want to show her face in front of Liang Jingxuan at all.
Lin Qianshuang knew very well how much impact her face had on Liang Jingxuan.
Liang Jingxuan forced the strange woman he saved by mistake to swim to the shore.
After landing, the woman in the tea white silk clothes kept her back to him, her body motionless like a stiff rock.
"You have demonic energy, you are a demon cultivator? Say, you just pretended to be falling into the water, what's your purpose?"
Liang Jingxuan held his sword against Lin Qianshuang, whose back was facing him, with a dark face. He was dissatisfied with the fact that he saved the wrong person. If Xiao Lanle was saved, then tonight's upside-down dragon and phoenix would be a matter of course.
Lin Qianshuang covered half of her exposed face with her right hand, lowered her voice and said coldly, "This girl is just playing in the water, but who would have expected you, a rude person, to drag me out of the water. Come out. You and I are just strangers who met by chance. What is the purpose of talking about, this girl hasn't blamed you for disturbing people's interest in the middle of the night. "
The wet silk clothes outlines the woman's exquisite and slender figure. Looking up, the skin on the hands under the sleeves is better than snow, the neck is beautifully curved, and the collarbone is slightly sloping from the wide collar.
Liang Jingxuan scrutinized the person with his back turned to him. The more he looked, the more he felt that the figure of this female demon cultivator was really outstanding, and there was a curious and unbearable urge in his heart to look at the woman's face.
The complexion of this demon cultivator is such that his face should not be too bad.
"As a demon cultivator, as a disciple of the righteous path, you should slay demons and eliminate demons. If you want to survive now, be honest with me!"
He spoke righteously, but the sword that was placed between the woman's neck shifted a bit, and his footsteps turned to Lin Qianshuang very quickly.
Liang Jingxuan saw that the woman in front of him was wearing a mask and covered half of her face with his hands. He was even more curious, and was so strong that he broke off the woman's right hand.
Under the tree where the lanterns swayed and flickered, in the intertwined candlelight, the woman's beautiful face was revealed.
Liang Jingxuan's eyes tightened for a moment, and he loosened the woman's hand. His voice trembled in surprise and said, "Senior sister, is it you? Is it really you?"
His hands trembled and he lifted the mask again, the shocked expression on his face could no longer be concealed, and his hands caressed the face in front of him that had missed countless days and nights.
Liang Jingxuan was so obsessed with looking at this face that he had been dreaming about for a long time in front of him, he murmured as if in a dream: "Senior sister, I dreamed that we would talk to each other during the Qixi Festival... Is this true or false?"
"I can like countless women, but your shadow is always in my heart, Senior Sister, am I in a dream?"
"Senior sister, when you died, I hadn't called you by your name.
Qianshuang, Qianshuang, do you know how much I miss you? "
Lin Qianshuang was grabbed by Liang Jingxuan's right wrist and looked at him with an almost crazy infatuation expression on her face. She didn't know what to do. She just wanted to get out while Liang Jingxuan was still in a trance. Yes, she could sense the devilish energy lingering in her dantian, but she seemed to be suppressed by something and couldn't use it.
[Host, what you are being suppressed is the "king's spirit" bestowed on the son of the plane by the Dao of Heaven. The information of your opponent (Liang Jingxuan) has been released to the favorability interface, please take the time to read it carefully.]
"Brother Liang, are you standing here?"
Xiao Lanle's voice suddenly came from the air.
Taking advantage of Liang Jingxuan's attention to transfer at this moment, Lin Qianshuang clearly felt the demonic energy in her dantian flowing.
She was overjoyed in her heart, and forcefully pulled out her right wrist from Liang Jingxuan's hand, and disappeared in place as a wisp of demonic energy.
Senior Sister, why is she missing, is it really an illusion
He turned around, Xiao Lanle walked towards him with tears in his eyes, and rushed into his arms as if frightened, and his body trembled slightly under his embrace.
"Jingxuan, it was fortunate that there was a girl in white nearby who rescued me, otherwise, you and I would be separated from each other."
"Don't be afraid, Lan Le, Senior Brother is by your side."
Liang Jingxuan patted Xiao Lanle's back with one hand and whispered comfortingly, the lewd/evil thoughts of Xiao Lanle lingering in his heart seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water, with no enthusiasm at all.
The hand under his sleeve tightly held a silver bracelet, which he hastily removed from the right wrist of the senior sister who had just disappeared.
He was quite sure that what happened just now was not an illusion, but that Senior Sister was really alive.
But why didn't she go back to Penglai Xianmen, even when they met again, she was like a stranger
Liang Jingxuan's eyes sank for a moment, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. Senior sister had a devilish energy on her body, and her eyes were still strangely blue.
She must have encountered something in the Beast Execution Formation that year, and had some unspeakable difficulties, so she did not return to his side.