The sound of the piano spread in the forest for unknown periods.

Over and over again.

Everyone who had not sleeped in the camp heard it.

The silence of the camp is becoming more and more apparent.

Tonight, Master Shi seemed particularly tolerant. Ouyang Rong would play the piano several times.

Until there was a rustling sound in the forest.

There is a cloth belt unbuttoned and the fabric slides down.

After a while, a girl's voice was heard in the forest, which was a little bit gritting her teeth but helpless and ashamed:

"Why did you steal another one? Didn't you give you one last time?"

Immediately, Ouyang Rong felt her little face pressing against her arms hot.

Rong Zhen reached out and pinched her hatred.

"hiss."

Ouyang Rong gasped.

"Puchi..."

I don't know which point he laughed at her when he raised his head and inhaled. Rong Zhen couldn't help laughing and reached out to pinch his nose. But when Ouyang Rong looked at her smile a little bit, the girl turned cold again and hummed and turned her head.

The two of them had a fight, and Rong Zhen's hair was loose. Just now, she found that Ouyang Rong liked to wrap her fingers around her hair, so she took the initiative to pull out the mandarin duck jade hairpin for his convenience.

At this moment, he was huddled in his arms like a kitten. Rong Zhen lifted the hair that had fallen on his forehead to his ears, leaving a strand, twisted his fingers, scratched his chest with the tip of his hair. When he reached out to stop him, he avoided him again, lowered his head and smiled quietly for a while, and asked softly:

"Lianghan, haven't you understood the sword technique yet?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Rong Zhen frowned:

"I will do it again."

"No."

Ouyang Rong shook his head, "I remember this piano piece for a long time, but Dantian didn't react. I secretly learned the residual song that the old musician taught you once, but I suddenly realized half of the true meaning and promoted to the seventh grade. I thought that I have now completed the complete sword technique of Lianzhouqu and can be achieved overnight... Now, my current understanding has not been understood immediately."

When Rong Zhen heard this, he couldn't help but be happy for him:

"The seventh-grade sword-holding man is already very powerful. The traditional sword-holding man who is not a fake tripod sword is rare in a century. During the Second Saints period, there were so many young talents who flocked from all over the world to the prosperous era of Luoyang, and Mr. Yu was the only one who emerged.

"Lianghan is already amazing, not to mention that he has already stood at the beginning of the seventh grade, far better than Mr. Yu who was at the same age.

"The sword-holding man is born to kill people with higher ranks. The Secret Library of Sitianjian records that without other assistance, the sword-holding man holds a tripod sword in his hand and is invincible in the same grade. He can kill people with higher ranks and threaten the next rank.

"A seventh-grade perfect sword-holding man can be killed by everyone below the top grade! He can even faintly threaten the top grade Qi Refiner.

"With Lianghan's current cultivation level, most sixth-grade Qi Refiners have to walk around you, and the top-grade Qi Refiners have to be a little careful about your sword... If you can understand the complete sword technique of [Emperor Wen] and be promoted to the seventh-grade perfection, it will be safer. You can really kill anyone below the top-grade Qi Refining Sect. No matter what kind of demon he is or the Qi Refining Genius, you will all break it with one sword."

Speaking of this, Rong Zhen was a little worried and said, "It's just a little bit. Is this palace dragging you down..."

Ouyang Rong shook his head and suddenly said, "You should dress first. It's getting late. Can you accompany me here?"

“Where to go?”

Ouyang Rong asked back: "Did you just make another pot of soup?"

Rong Zhen lowered her head: "Well, how do you know, does this man smell like?"

Ouyang Rong smiled:

"Yes, I smelled it. There was a smell of firewood on my hair. Next time you squat and burn the fire, be careful, squat and not the stove. cough..." After coughing, he changed the subject and suddenly said: "Fish soup, serve three bowls and accompany me to find the junior sister. She didn't sleep, it was cold at night. Let's drink some hot drinks together."

Rong Zhen suddenly stopped talking.

Ouyang Rong looked down and found that the female Lord Shi was burying her little face in his arms, motionless, like a quiet kitten.

Ouyang Rong waited for a while, raised his hand to gently stroke her back, and whispered in her ear:

"OK?"

Rong Zhen suddenly said, "Don't move."

Ouyang Rong stopped moving.

Rong Zhen leaned forward and hugged him tightly with both hands.

Ouyang Rong felt the strength of her arm, and seemed to want to rub her petite body into his chest.

She hasn't spoken for a long time.

Ouyang Rong was about to speak.

Rong Zhen suddenly escaped from his arms, lifted up the slippery dress, covered her chest with slender arms, and picked up her shoes again, and trotted away.

Ouyang Rong was stunned.

After a while, I looked around for a while,

He was the only one left around the bonfire.

Ye Weilai and the white sturgeon went where they went. Ouyang Rong had never seen them since he accompanied Rong Zhen, but he was not too worried.

Ouyang Rong looked at the place where Rong Zhen disappeared, and for a moment he didn't know whether she agreed or not.

There are some family disputes that he wants to deal with before separation. How can a real man wipe out the world if he doesn’t clean up his house?

Ouyang Rong touched the small tooth mark on his shoulder, and couldn't see clearly, but she should have bitten it red. He tidied up his clothes and covered the "strawberries" on his neck, ready to get up. The female Lord Shi seemed to like to plant strawberries for him. This is the sign Ouyang Rong has recently discovered, and it has become a trend of her little hobby...

At this moment, he felt a chill in his chest. When he touched his chest, there was a large wet mark. It must have existed a long time ago. At this moment, he was blown by the cool breeze and became cold to the bone.

Did you cry quietly when you hugged him tightly... Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and was about to go find Rong Zhen.

At this moment, a beautiful figure walked out of the forest and returned to the bonfire.

Ouyang Rong was stunned:

"Rong Zhen..."

The beautiful figure passed by Ouyang Rong in a decisive manner:

"Let's go, Ouyang Lianghan, don't be fooled."

Ouyang Rong's eyes moved down and found that Rong Zhen was holding a food box in his hand, and there seemed to be soup swaying inside.

Ouyang Rong reacted and quickly followed.

He was a little surprised and turned his head to look at Rong Zhen's usual Leng Bingbing's side face.

He asked carefully: "A few bowls of fish soup."

"both."

Before Ouyang Rong could ask, she added with a stern face: "Not yours."

“…”

Although he was choked, Ouyang Rong smiled happily, immediately stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, held her, and went to the tent ahead together.

After a while, Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen came to Li Guer's tent with a box of fish soup.

Rong Zhen looked reluctant and his voice became louder:

"If it weren't for your request, I won't come. Please let her come out by herself..."

Ouyang Rong was about to speak, but Li Guer walked out of the tent, followed by Cai Shou, who was confused and rubbed his eyes:

"Young Master Ouyang? Rong Nushi, why are you here?"

When Ouyang Rong saw Li Guer yawning, his eyebrows were a little sleepy, and it seemed that he was awakened by them.

"What are you here for?"

Li Guer glanced at Rong Zhen, as if he was angry.

Rong Zhen had already put the food box behind her back, and Li Guer and Cai Shou could not see it from the perspective of Li Guer.

Ouyang Rong immediately asked:

"Have you fallen asleep with the junior sister?"

"Sleep? I left early, I was riding a horse. I wonder if I was angry. After I came back, she waited for a long time and asked you to come early. But it turned out to be so late, and I brought someone else to you..."

Rong Zhen took a step forward: "Who do you talk about?"

Ouyang Rong blocked her with his palm and asked with a frown:

"Riding a horse? Where did the junior sister go?"

"I don't know." The little girl with plum blossom makeup said angrily: "I'm sleeping, ask me, who will go."

Li Guer glanced at the pair of men and women in front of him, "Maybe they were angry, okay, I want to make up for my sleep, you can chase me."

Li Guer turned around with his head held high and returned to the tent.

Cai Shou secretly waved his hand to Ouyang Rong and said goodbye, stuck out his tongue, and then returned to the tent.
To be continued...