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Chapter 50

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The atmosphere in the room froze for a moment.

One of them was tugging at the front of his clothes, the other was pulling up the slightly loose neckline, most of the snow-white undershirt was exposed, their eyes were facing each other, and neither of them spoke for a moment.

Wei Xinglan's heart was like a thunderstorm, and it was like a huge wave crashing down on his face. He didn't know whether to continue with this posture or surrender early.

Miss Luo, who had her skirt ripped open, looked at her coldly, staring straight at her erratic eyes.

In the end, it was Luo Que who spoke first, and said lightly, "Since you're awake, why don't you let go."

A certain person who was captured turned into an army, not only did not let go of his hand, but instead squeezed Luo Quin's thin white wrist, and raised the hand that was hung on the neckline.

Wei Xinglan shook Luo Quin's wrist, which caused the pale five fingers to also shake, and said in a serious manner: "You know that I have lost my soul, not only did you not push me away, but also let me do whatever I want. , You see, this hand didn't even use any strength, it could have stopped me, but I don't know what Miss Luo's intentions are, to spoil herself like this."

After she finished speaking, she let out a "hey" and added: "Those who don't know may think that Miss Luo is either welcoming or refusing."

Luo Quin: ...

Miss Luo came to Miss Luo. At first, she heard a twitch in her forehead, but the man threw the pot on her back after speaking. If she agreed, she should have refused sharply, and had to be tied up. To avoid some unexpected things.

Wei Xinglan let go of the two fingers pinched on Luo Quin's wrist, and the thin white wrist lost all strength and immediately fell down.

Luo Que was silent for a while, then said calmly: "I don't know who came up and ripped off people's clothes. If you say it's a waste, it must be Miss Wei, you are a waste of me."

"Then you just let me ruin it?" Wei Xinglan said.

Luo Que always felt something was wrong when he heard it, so he said, "Can you change the word."

Wei Xinglan thought about it for a while, and after considering the words, he said, "Then replace it with frivolity?"

It is undeniable that Luo Que did not push her away. After being asked, she suddenly thought why she didn't push her away, so she racked her brains to find a reason for herself, and finally she convinced herself in her heart that it must be because of this. She is sick, and it always makes people feel that her time is numbered, that's why I pamper her like this.

It must be so, Luo Que nodded slightly, and only after moving her head did she realize what she was doing.

The Second Miss Wei said in surprise: "Why are you still nodding, frivolity can't be used like this, it's about the innocence of both of us." She spoke sternly, as if she was the one who suffered.

Luo Que really couldn't talk to her, so he simply glanced at her and didn't answer, thinking, okay, she is the one with impure thoughts.

The wooden barrel behind the screen was steaming, and the whole room was filled with smoke, as if burning firewood and hot water.

For some reason, Luo Que always felt that Wei Xinglan's unintentional touch on her collarbone just now lingered for a long time, but that person was looking at her now, and she didn't know if it was caused by the hot water in the room, she felt a little hot for no reason.

This feeling of being on pins and needles never went away, she pursed her lips and lowered her eyes, and said, "You are still sitting here, do you still want to wait for me to take off my clothes and take a bath?"

The pretending Miss Wei stood up and said, "I'm going to the next door, Miss Luo, please be more self-respecting."

She sighed sadly when she was out the door. She still has some bottom lines.

……

After dusk, the coldness of Zhujian Valley began to rise, and the twilight washed the deep valley, dyeing the streams and lakes with brilliant colors.

The strange rocks in the valley are towering, and the four strange peaks are isolated. On the high isolated peaks, pavilions and pavilions rise up one after another. The four peaks are connected by a suspension bridge. The suspension bridge seems to pass through the clouds. It shakes slightly when people pass by. Sometimes it creaks.

The owner of the valley strictly placed the banquet on the high-rise building, and after ordering all the servant girls to retreat, she poured wine for Xue Fengyi herself.Seeing that Xue Fengyi was blind, she brought him another dish and said softly, "Eat slowly."

Xue Fengyi accurately picked up the chopsticks that were placed aside, but he looked at Yan Zhuoliu following the sound, and said, "How did you know I would come?"

Although Yan Zhuoliu is a middle-aged woman, she still has her charm, and her figure is plump and graceful.She was only wearing plain clothes, her bun was coiled high, and a transparent and plain green hairpin was embedded in it, and the tassels on the hairpin swayed slightly.

"I heard that something happened in Xiaoyao City, but there is no one under my command to dispatch. I expected that if you left the city, you would definitely come to me, so I made people wait outside the door early." She said.

Xue Fengyi nodded, picked up the bowl gropingly, and sighed: "You still understand me."

Yan Zhuoliu smiled, but her smile disappeared for a moment, and she frowned and asked, "Are you injured? Why did Shurijiao focus on Xiaoyao City? As far as I know, Surijiao has nothing to do with you. "

"They're not after me." Xue Fengyi paused, "It's Tianshuangyu."

Yan Juliu was surprised, "But Tianshuangyu belongs to Tianshu Tower, so what has it to do with you?"

Xue Fengyi said in a deep voice: "It has something to do with Xinglan. They expected that if something happened to me, Xinglan would not let me go, so they took action against Xiaoyao City and led Xinglan to come."

"How could Tianshuangyu be in Wei Xinglan's hands?" Yan Zhuoliu frowned.

Xue Fengyi shook his head and said, "I don't know whether Tianshuangyu is in Xinglan's hands or not. If Su Rijiao believes that Xinglan is holding Tianshuangyu, something must have happened to Shulou that day, and Fang Juanqing may have... "

His voice stopped abruptly, and Yan Juliu didn't ask any further questions, he knew that life and death are two things in Jianghu, people in Jianghu are most taboo about life and death, and what they need most to be calm is also life and death.

Yan Zhuoliu brought the wine glass to Xue Fengyi's lips, her expression was a little lonely, her eyes were lowered, and after Xue Fengyi took a sip of the wine, she said: "If I walked with you at that time, our child might also It's as big as a star trail."

After she finished speaking, she looked towards the empty seats, pursed her lips and knocked on the table, and after a few beeps, a maid pushed the door open, only to hear Yan Zhuoliu ask: "Both Why hasn't the girl arrived yet?"

The maid said in a low voice: "We are already crossing the bridge."

Yan Juliu nodded slightly.

Luo Que and Wei Xinglan arrived late, and they crossed the bridge one on the left and the other on the right, with a little boy in between.

After Qifeng combed and washed, her messy hair was draped softly behind her back, and her whole body was white and clean. After putting on the clothes sent by the maid, she looked like a fairy boy, really smart and lovely.

Luo Que doesn't know how to tie children's hair, it's Wei Xinglan's braid that Qi Feng tied.Although Qifeng resisted very much, she didn't dare to move under Wei Xinglan's hands. Fortunately, the little braid that the female fairy made for her was quite beautiful.

The little fairy boy is afraid of heights, squeezed between the two of them and walked tremblingly, was so frightened by the clouds and mist below that he held Wei Xinglan's hand, and held Wei Xinglan's hand tightly, holding Wei Xinglan on the left and Wei Xinglan on the right. A fairy sister is like a family of three.

Wei Xinglan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything, thinking that the child is too young, and he has experienced so many things in just two days, it's quite pitiful.

Luo Quin glanced down at the two wobbly braids, and said, "Miss Wei is quite skillful in braiding her hair."

Wei Xinglan nodded: "That's natural, you'll understand after you've tied it too much."

Luo Quin: ...

She couldn't figure it out for a while, as far as she knew, Fang Juanqing was still unmarried, and naturally she didn't even have children. Could it be that Tianshu Building still recruits child labor?Or is it that Miss Wei Er actually has an illegitimate daughter abroad.

At this thought, Luo Que was so shocked that he almost couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

Wei Xinglan asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Missing you." Luo Qin said, she was stunned for a moment, "No, I was thinking about which child you tied their hair."

Wei Xinglan smiled, and said meaningfully: "When you miss me, you miss me. Why bother to explain so much? If you ask which child's hair is tied, I have to think about it. It's too long ago. But it should be the little girl from the Ye family."

Luo Quin: ...

In this way, it is not an illegitimate daughter. If it is said to be a long time ago, it will make people think that it is Wei Xinglan's childhood playmate.

She lowered her eyes and thought, this person is frivolous and reckless, but he has treated others gently and carefully.

The three of them went downstairs to the Xinjian Tower, and saw that the old man who had led the way for them was sitting on the edge of the cliff, with one leg dangling in the air, looking at ease.

Wei Xinglan asked: "Senior, do you dare to ask where the owner of the valley is?"

The fisherman pointed backwards, pointing his fingertips at the Xinjian Tower. He raised his hand and lifted the corner of the bamboo hat. Only then did he realize that the person who spoke just now was the dumb man who could only make gestures. He almost fell off one time.

He thought to himself, everyone said that the water and soil of Zhujian Valley support people, so it seems that it is true, the mute can speak after only a while.

Wei Xinglan said: "Thank you, senior."

Afterwards, Luo Que also cupped his hands to the stunned Diao Sou, and Qi Feng at the side put up his fists pretendingly, and after going upstairs, the three of them saw the graceful and graceful Valley Master of Zhujian Valley.

Yan Juliu toasted the two of them with a glass of wine, then turned around and asked the maid to bring Qifeng a glass of warm sugar water.

Qifeng was overwhelmed by the flattery, and said tremblingly and dignifiedly: "Thank you, Guzhu."

Yan Juliu saw that the little girl was cute, so she ordered more pastries to be brought over.She was very measured, and never mentioned anything about Tianshu Building and Xiaoyao City. Naturally, the less people know about these things, the better.

Several people lived and slept in the open, and finally had a full meal.

Yan Juliu said: "If you don't make it to the schedule, you can stay here for a few more days."

Wei Xinglan said: "Don't dare to bother, we still have important things to do, this trip is only to escort Senior Xue into the valley."

Xue Fengyi naturally guessed a little bit, and now the zhenqi in Wei Xinglan's body is becoming more and more difficult to control, so it's not good to delay any longer, he has no power, and only hopes that the island owner of Qingfeng Island can find a way to deal with it.

He nodded and said, "Alright."

"When are you planning to leave?" Yan Zhuoliu asked.

"The sooner the better." Wei Xinglan said.

Yan Juliu nodded clearly, "When the fog clears tomorrow, I will send you out of the valley."

After the meal, Yan Zhuoliu originally wanted to take a few people to the front peak to listen to the music, but Wei Xinglan asked, "Master Yan, I heard that all the swords cast in Zhujian Valley will be recorded in the valley. Is this true?" of?"

This is a secret in the valley and cannot be easily revealed, but Yan Juliu smiled and nodded: "That's natural, all swords will be drawn by the painter, and then write the name of the sword seeker, and record it in the weapon illustration middle."

Hearing this, Wei Xinglan lifted up the silver Jinglang sword and said, "I don't know if Master Gu can deny this sword."

Yan Zhuoliu was stunned for a moment, then nodded with pursed lips, "Jinglang Sword, this sword was forged by my great-great-grandfather, it can be traced back a hundred years ago, it has been in the hands of many people, and finally it belongs to Wei Qinghong."

"That's right, I don't know if the Jinglang Sword also has casting drawings?" Wei Xinglan asked.

Yan Juliu thought for a moment, "Of course there are."

Afterwards, Wei Xinglan looked at Qi Feng beside him again, his eyes were heavy, he forgot to restrain himself for a moment, and looked at the child trembling all over.

Qi Feng stared at her with a pair of almond eyes, only to hear the female fairy ask: "Where is your sword hilt?"

The child hurriedly took out the hilt of the sword hidden on his body, and said, "Here it is."

Wei Xinglan picked up the pitch-black hilt and handed it to Yan Zhuoliu, "May I ask if the owner of the valley recognizes this knife, but it was made by Zhujian Valley?"

Yan Zhuoliu shook off a piece of silk handkerchief, and wrapped the hilt of the sword, she looked at it carefully for a while, and said: "The black iron ingot, the black gold bi, should be from the valley, I have to go to the hidden sword pavilion to find the illustrated book .”

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