The woman in white stared blankly at Yin Hong at the tip of the sword, her head went blank, and two lines of tears fell down again. Linghu Heng, with a determined look on his face, ignored the bone-chilling pain, and slowly took another step forward.
I could only hear the sword that was as sharp as clay wreaking havoc in the body without spiritual protection, piercing the body and making a dull sound. The woman in white finally came to her senses, and her trembling hands could no longer hold the blood-stained piece.
The fairy sword fell to the ground with a clang, but Linghu Heng's chest spurted out a bloody arrow. His face suddenly turned pale, but there was a relieved smile on his face: "If you still don't understand your hatred, you can stab him a few more times."
Sword..." Before he could finish speaking, traces of blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, which seemed to have hurt his heart.
The woman in white took two steps back, groped around in panic, took out a small porcelain bottle, involuntarily held down the excited Linghu Heng with the catkins, pulled out the small porcelain bottle, and poured out the earthy brown powder.
The medicinal powder was poured on the long opening, and tears filled his eyes, as if they would roll down accidentally.
Linghu Henghun didn't care about his injuries, but he raised his weak hand with difficulty, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said, "Stop crying, okay?"
The woman in white collapsed at that moment, because she had completely fallen into Linghu Heng's tenderness and could not extricate herself. The physical trauma could not offset the pain in his heart. Linghu Heng felt as if his heart had been stabbed by a knife.
The pain was so painful that it couldn't be expressed in words.
I don't know how long it took, but the woman in white slowly controlled her emotions, raised her beautiful face that shocked Linghu Heng, and said, "Tell me, did you really do that?"
Something?"
Needless to say, this woman in white is the elegant Yang Zhishuang. Linghu Heng's face regained a trace of color, and he said seriously: "I, Linghu Heng, am an upright man, how could I do such a dirty thing? I
I swear on my life, I will only like one woman in my life!" When he said the last sentence, Linghu Heng's eyes looked at Yang Zhishuang, already full of tenderness.
When Yang Zhishuang heard what Linghu Heng said, how could she still be as heartbroken as before? The corners of her eyes were shining with joy, and she murmured, "Then who is this lucky woman?"
Linghu Heng took a deep breath and said clearly: "Don't you understand yet? Apart from you, I will never fall in love with anyone else in my life."
Listening to Linghu Heng's affectionate confession, Yang Zhishuang's beautiful eyes were filled with tears again, and she murmured: "There are no mountains, no mausoleums, no rivers, no thunder in winter, rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are united, so I dare to be with you."
Absolutely!"
Linghu Heng knew that this poem came from "Shangxie". It was an infatuated woman's passionate confession to her lover, and it was very artistically ingenious. The protagonist of the poem was swearing to heaven and bluntly expressed "I know you well.
After wishing for a "long life without end", he turns to write from the perspective of "being with you", which is more interesting than Tingping. The protagonist imagined three groups of peculiar natural mutations as the conditions for "being with you": "
"Mountains have no mausoleums and rivers are exhausted" - the mountains and rivers disappeared; "winter thunder shook, summer rain and snow" - the four seasons were reversed; "heaven and earth unite" - returned to the world of chaos. Each of these assumptions is more and more absurd.
It is more bizarre and impossible to happen. This emphasizes the protagonist's undying love so much that it fundamentally eliminates the possibility of "breaking up with you". This unique lyrical way accurately expresses passionate love.
The absolute psychology unique to Chinese people. Yang Zhishuang uses this to express his feelings at the moment. Isn't it a vow to stay with Linghu Heng forever?
Linghu Heng was so happy that he didn't know what to say. After a long time, he murmured: "Hold your hand and grow old together with me!"
Seeing Linghu Heng's silly expression, Yang Zhishuang smiled and continued: "Ruxi! I want to live with you until death. The sky is panic, the earth is for death, the sun rises in the west, and the sun rises in the east.
Even if the yin and yang are reversed, they will not be separated from you!"
The meaning of this poem is similar to "Shangxie", and the content is even more straightforward. Linghu Heng's mind was short-circuited for a moment. How could he remember any poems? He looked straight at Wen Wanru Shui who fell in his arms.
A beautiful woman, looking at her beautiful face, he just wanted this moment to last forever, and the two of them would never be separated again.
Yang Zhishuang's unique female sensitivity also noticed Linghu Heng's fiery emotions. Her delicate body trembled slightly, as if she had no strength left in her body. She snuggled softly into Linghu Heng's arms, listening to his strong heartbeat.
Shi Shi blushed. He said in his heart: "Oh, no, I made a lifelong commitment to him so easily. My mother always says that a man's words cannot be trusted. Is what he said true? Also, I
For revealing his true feelings so easily, will he look down upon me and think that I am that kind of woman who is flirtatious?..." For a time, worry about gains and losses filled Yang Zhishuang's heart.
Little did he know that Linghu Heng was extremely excited at this moment. He just wanted to let everyone in the world know that he had captured the beauty's heart! The strong and powerful heartbeat in his chest was just a sign of extreme excitement.
After a long time, Linghu Heng came back to his senses. Looking at Yang Zhishuang's bright red lips, his heart swayed, and he couldn't help but kiss her slowly. Yang Zhishuang felt that his head was blank again, and the touch from the soft lips,
The manly scent made her cheeks flush. But she was extremely obsessed with this feeling. His domineering, his tenderness, and his love were all in this kiss. At this moment, it was as if the world had stopped.
In general, Yang Zhishuang also hopes that this moment can stay still forever...
This kiss seems to have gone through millions of years, the flowers have bloomed and fallen, the clouds have rolled and relaxed, and the apricot blossoms on the pond have passed through the years. A moment of eternity, that's what it's about!
At this moment, it seemed that only the two of them were left in the world. In the quiet jungle, time had stopped, and only tender words lingered.
After a long time, their lips parted. This kiss made both parties understand each other's thoughts. What did those gossips mean? Yang Zhishuang clearly felt Linghu Heng's passionate but real love. Why bother with this feeling?
How about using words?
The two looked at each other speechless, because there was no need to say more words at this moment, everything was said without words.
Unknowingly, the sun was already in the sky, and Yang Zhishuang came back to his senses: "Oh, I forgot something important!"
Linghu Heng said softly: "What's the matter?"
Yang Zhishuang said worriedly: "Su Wugou of the Xuechi Sect sent a greeting card and said that he came to visit the mountain gate today, and the purpose of course is to capture you. You killed his disciples. With his temperament of protecting calves, there is no way he would let it go.
What about you? Let's go!" Yang Zhishuang was heartbroken when she heard what Linghu Heng had done before, and just wanted to kill him. But now she understood that Linghu Heng was just being framed, so she naturally cared about her lover.
's safety comes.
Linghu Heng snorted coldly: "Those who kill people will always be killed, and there are some good ones among those who claim to be famous and upright!"
Yang Zhishuang didn't know the truth and immediately asked. When Linghu Heng thought of the death of his adoptive father Du Sheng, his eyes suddenly turned red. He told Linglong what happened in those days in a hoarse voice. Yang Zhishuang understood. Linghu Heng told Linglong without any scruples.
After telling what happened, Yang Zhishuang couldn't help but feel a little jealous, but when she thought that she had taken care of Linghu Heng for more than a month, her anger towards Linghu Heng disappeared a little, and she felt a little secretly happy in her heart: "Heng Lang's heart
It's all on me!" She is a smart woman, so she naturally understands Linghu Heng's intention of telling Linglong and making it clear that she is the only one in his heart. Why doesn't this make Yang Zhishuang happy?
But when Yang Zhishuang heard about Du Sheng's death, she couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in her heart, and said, "My foster father loves you so much, but I haven't been able to see him..."
Linghu Heng was very moved and said, "If my adoptive father knew that he had such a good daughter-in-law, he would definitely be very happy!"
Yang Zhishuang is a woman after all, how can she stand up to such explicit remarks? She immediately blushed and spat: "Bah, what nonsense!"
Linghu Heng just smiled stupidly. If Wu Zhen were here, he would probably be depressed: "Why is junior brother like me?"
Linghu Heng finally finished telling what happened in those days, and Yang Zhishuang's heart kept churning: "After all, it's disgusting that those who spread rumors are the ones who killed so many people with just one rumor!"
Linghu Heng said coldly: "I will definitely avenge my adoptive father!"
Yang Zhishuang suddenly remembered: "Oh, hurry up, it's already noon, Su Wugou must be here too!"
Linghu Heng said: "You can hide for a while, but you can't hide for a lifetime! I have heard that Lingyao will also come here. I want to prove my innocence!"
Yang Zhishuang thought about it. If Linghu Heng's innocence could not be proven, then Yang Xianyang and her mother would not agree to their being together. Thinking of this, Yang Zhishuang no longer objected, but instead secretly laughed: "This idiot must be the same
We have considered our future, otherwise why would we care about such a thing?" In fact, she misunderstood Linghu Heng's meaning. Linghu Heng just wanted to clear his adoptive father's name, but he didn't care about his own reputation. He
What he is more concerned about is the person who spreads the rumors behind his back, because that is the real murderer who killed his adoptive father!
Linghu Heng looked at the green bamboo forest not far away and said: "I want to go back to the green bamboo forest first and tell Master. Do you want to go?" His expression was full of sincerity.
At this moment, Yang Zhishuang already knew that Linghu Heng's parents were dead and his adoptive father had left him. At this moment, the person closest to him was already a Taoist priest. Going to Qingzhu Forest, wasn't it the same as meeting the father-in-law? Xiu's face turned red, she didn't want to
Dare to look at Linghu Heng's eyes full of expectation, and said naa naa: "I'm going back too, maybe grandpa is looking for me too."
Yang Zhishuang was afraid that Linghu Heng would see the blush on her face, so she turned around and ran away. Her crisp voice still echoed in the air: "Idiot, remember, don't be impulsive!"
Linghu Heng sniffed the lingering fragrance of the sweetheart in the air, and couldn't help but feel a little melancholy in his heart. Thinking of Yang Zhishuang's face, Linghu Heng couldn't help but smile tenderly, and slowly walked towards the green bamboo forest... (To be continued)