Ling Jing saw that Linglong was a little angry, and couldn't help but have a hint of sarcasm on his face. At this moment, he rolled his eyes and suddenly coughed violently while covering his chest, even his body was slightly arched.
When Linglong saw it, her face was really anxious, and she didn't care about being angry. She quickly held his arm, patted his back, and said angrily: "Stop talking, don't you know that you are still seriously injured?"
Ling Jing felt relieved and took a few breaths. In fact, he just pretended to cough on purpose, but he really felt a dull pain in his lungs when he coughed. He knew that he accidentally touched his chest.
Injured, I suddenly smiled bitterly in my heart, thinking, this is really asking for trouble.
At this time, he laughed twice and said: "Are you not angry anymore?"
Linglong snorted softly when she heard this and said, "If I were angry with you, I'd probably be mad to death by you. I'm not serious all the time, just like a child."
Ling Jing smiled bitterly, but did not dare to tease her again. He just thought that he would have to go back to Huashan eventually, but he didn't know whether the girl would come with him. He suddenly felt worried about gain and loss, and said softly: "Linglong
, when I feel better, I’m afraid I still have to go back to Huashan, you..."
I sighed, but the next words suddenly got stuck in my throat, and I didn't know how to say them out.
Linglong paused for a moment, then glanced at him with a half-smile, and said with a smile: "Why, you can't bear to leave your sister?" A hint of charm appeared on Qiaoxiao's charming face, which immediately lit up the whole room.
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Ling Jing was stunned for a moment, then he laughed, lay on his back on the bed, and said lazily: "Yes, I really wish I could put you in my sleeve and carry you with me all day long, then I would be happy."
Linglong chuckled, punched him gently on the stomach with her pink fist, and said angrily: "Then this Kung Fu is very difficult to practice. I don't know if you will be able to master it when I am old."
As he spoke, he smiled and bent his waist.
Ling Jing held his stomach and laughed bitterly, thinking: "Why do women like to use their fists to act coquettishly? This is really making me suffer."
Linglong's punch was actually just a light touch, but when it hit Ling Jing's stomach, the effect was naturally different. Ling Jing smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "With such violence, be careful not to get married in the future."
Linglong snorted softly, rolled her eyes at him, and said disdainfully: "There are so many people who want to marry my sister, so I want you to worry about it."
Ling Jing glanced at him and thought to himself: "If anyone dares to marry you, he must get through me first." Then he smiled helplessly and said, "I can't win over you anyway, but you have something to offer next."
What plans do you have?"
From the bottom of his heart, he naturally wanted to keep Linglong by his side, but this girl had always been high and low, and her whereabouts were erratic, which always made him worry about gains and losses inadvertently.
Linglong smiled softly when she heard this, looked at him with a smile, and said: "My sister is able to come to see you this time, which is actually a break from her busy schedule. Do you think that my sister is really a prostitute in the world?"
Ling Jing blurted out: "Of course not."
He thought to himself, "Your martial arts skills are so high, how can you be comparable to these prostitutes?"
He wanted to say something else, but he heard Linglong say softly: "Sister, I really have a lot of things to deal with, but I can't accompany you back to the Huashan sect. But you have to be careful yourself, your master is not a simple person."
figure."
When Ling Jing heard what she said, he naturally felt very disappointed. He sat up and said dryly: "You still want to leave?"
Linglong patted his head and said, "Well, sister can't help herself. At worst, she will come to play with you again when she has time."
Ling Jing was stunned for a moment, looked at Linglong and smiled bitterly: "Playing? Haha...haha..." However, the more he laughed, the lower his voice became, feeling a little bitter in his heart.
Linglong covered her mouth and chuckled, with an inexplicable look on her face. Her eyes were shining. She lightly tapped his forehead with her jade finger and said with a smile: "How can a child be so sentimental?"
Ling Jing glanced at her and thought, "You didn't hurt me for being so sentimental." He suddenly said angrily, "Stop treating me like a child. Let me tell you, we are already very familiar."
Linglong covered her mouth and burst into laughter. After laughing for a long time, she patted her chest and said, "Kid, please don't always make your sister laugh, okay?"
Ling Jing snorted, but saw that Linglong's face gradually softened, her eyes were full of tenderness, and she said softly: "Bad boy, if you go back to Huashan by yourself, you must be more careful. Don't think that you have learned a lesson."
If you don’t have incredible swordsmanship, you will look down on all the heroes in the world.”
"Real masters are never very showy. Now you know the profound martial arts realm of "artistic conception". If you don't understand "artistic conception", you can't be considered a real top master."
Naturally, Ling Jing never felt that he was so great after learning the "Dugu Nine Swords". Moreover, his "Dugu Nine Swords" was just a beginner, and he had not fully understood even the most basic "no move" realm.
, and how could he dare to have any sense of pride, so he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, I naturally know how much I weigh."
Linglong smiled happily. What she was afraid of was that Ling Jing had learned such a profound swordsmanship at such a young age. If he became complacent from this, it would definitely hinder his progress in martial arts.
At this time, he looked at the sky outside and saw that the night was already hazy. He sighed and said, "Okay, my sister is really leaving. You must protect yourself."
Before he finished speaking, Ling Jing felt his face was lightly touched by a piece of smoothness, and a gust of breeze floated in front of him. After being stunned for a moment, Linglong was nowhere to be seen.
He knew Linglong had gone far away, but he couldn't help but look outside the door again. He saw the dusk was deep, there were frogs croaking in his ears, and there was silence all around, but there was no trace of his beauty anymore.
He sighed, lay down on the bed, put his hands behind his head, his eyes wandering, and thought to himself: "After this farewell, I'm afraid I don't know when we will see each other again."
He had never asked about Linglong's identity, and he didn't know how to find her traces in the future. At this moment, he just felt empty in his heart.
After a long while, he sat up from the bed again, looked at the night outside the window, his eyes flickered, and thought: "My strength is low now, and I don't have much reputation in the world, so naturally I can't find Linglong."
.But if I master my martial arts and become the top figure in the world, I will naturally have many ways to find her."
At that moment, I felt certain in my heart. Although I still thought about Linglong, I couldn't help but think about my current situation.
In the plot of this scene, Jianzong Feng and others repeatedly attacked the Huashan sect in order to regain the position of leader of Huashan. Although this attack was disrupted by himself, the system has not yet prompted that the task has been completed.
And since he was familiar with the plot of this scene, he naturally knew that the Jianzong and the Songshan Sect would definitely not give up. There would be a big battle waiting for Yue Buqun and others next.
It's just that the current plot has deviated from the original main line, and he doesn't know whether it will develop according to his guess. He immediately packed up his mood and hurriedly walked out of the farmhouse.
After he walked out of the farmhouse for more than ten steps, he suddenly paused again. Then he turned around and took one last look back at the dilapidated house. He took a deep breath and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.
Then he turned around resolutely and walked in the direction of the Huashan Sect.
