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"Don't you want to eat something?"

"Brother Jiang."

At the bow of the spacecraft, Jiang Lin walked to Zhen Xian's side. Zhen Xian was about to get up, but Jiang Lin gestured and sat beside Zhen Xian.

In Jiang Lin's hand, he was holding a large piece of lamb skewers that had been grilled a long time ago.

Outside the spaceship, Nian-nian held Xiao Jiuyi and rode on Shengyu's body for a ride around the spaceship.

Shengyu puts water while driving, the small fountain that pops out of his mouth always reminds Jiang Lin of a certain ZZ goddess with blue hair.

"You have always fed her with your own Yang Qi?"

Looking at the ink plate holding the female soul in Zhen Xian's hand, Jiang Lin asked.

"Yeah."

Zhen Xian nodded without any other hypocrisy.

"This is what I owe her mother."

"..."

In fact, Jiang Lin was itchy. He wanted to hear how the youngest sage in the history of Confucianism had a love-hate relationship.

But listening to his vicissitudes of life, Jiang Lin was embarrassed to ask.

So Jiang Lin lay down, feeling the stronger and stronger sword aura. After a month of driving, they had already entered Wan Jianzhou.

Legend has it that Wanjianzhou was in ancient times, when the strongest human sword immortal cut through the sky with a single sword, splitting the earth, and then Wanjianzhou was formed.

That is to say, since then, Wan Jianzhou's swordsmanship has been extremely lucky, and sword repairs have emerged in large numbers.

"Even though Young Master Jiang is a sword cultivator, he has Confucian style and elegance, so he still remembers the Three Precepts of Gentlemen?"

When Jiang Lin lost his mind, Zhen Xian said.

Jiang Linbai glanced at him: "A gentleman has three precepts: when he is young, his blood is indeterminate, but he is in color; he is strong, his blood is strong, he is in fighting; he is old, his blood is declining, but he is in good faith. ."

"Why, which one did you commit?"

"The first and the second."

"Yes, you are still young, and you can't commit the third one."

Zhen Xian shook his head and began to tell his story:

"When I was young, I met a girl.

Her name is Su Fang.

She is good-looking and kind.

There is a pair of beautiful and big eyes.

The braid is thick and long.

She asked me about my book knowledge that day, and her handkerchief wiped my sweat. It was really fragrant.

In the memory, she was lively and cute, with her little braids dangling gently.

Unconsciously, when I reacted, she had already entered my heart.

But in my heart, we have no results.

I am obsessed with learning and cannot extricate myself, so I can only gently bury that beauty.

I closed my heart.

But on the day she left the palace of Confucianism, she asked me about my knowledge.

She and I came to the river.

Tears she never shed.

With the stream flowing.

I will not forget this life and this life.

Thank you for her gentleness.

Stay with me through the summer nights one by one.

How many times have I looked back at the road I've traveled.

Sincerely wish that kind girl. "

Jiang Lin, who was already singing in his heart, heard Zhen Xian's voice abruptly, turned his head, and poured a glass of wine from Zhen Xian's storage bag: "What then?"

"Then..."

Zhen Xian drank all the wine in his hand.

"I thought I could forget her, but I overestimated it. Every day when I am free, I have her in my mind.

It was not until three years later that the General Mansion of the Beiming Dynasty sent a letter in which she said that she was going to be married.

I was drunk for a whole night that day, and wanted to go down the mountain again and again, but in the end I didn't sell the yard.

Five years later, when the third princes of the Beihan Dynasty heard that they had invited monks to help out, and to win the throne, I took the initiative to accept the responsibility of monitoring and went to the Beiming Dynasty.

In fact, that is what kind of monitoring, I can't fool myself, it's just an excuse for me to see her.

When she came to Wutong Academy for the first time, from the moment I saw her, I knew that I had already violated the sexual precepts. "

After drinking another bowl of wine, Zhen Xian continued. At this time, Jiang Lin had replaced the wine bowl with a wine jar.

Ancient wine is not easy to be intoxicating, but it is easy to get the heart out.

"But when I arrived at the General's Mansion three months later, it was already a fire.

After all, it is difficult for a mortal to resist a monk.

The general mansion was already broken and dead. In the general mansion full of corpses, I saw her who killed herself to protect her innocence.

And that night, I rushed into the Third Prince's Mansion and killed the monks he hired.

In the end, even the third prince who was a mortal didn't let him go. When he died in front of me, I actually felt that it was too cheap for him.

At this time, I knew that I was guilty of ‘precept in fighting’.

After the first prince and the third prince all died, the only survivor was the eighth prince who was under eleven, and he successfully ascended to the throne.

But it was not important anymore. The important thing was that when the Beiming Dynasty was stable and counted all the people lost in the General's Mansion that night, I knew that she still had a daughter.

The General Mansion did not have her daughter's body.

At this time, there was a candle in my life.

Finally, under the search of the Beiming Dynasty, in a cold winter, I found a servant of the General's Mansion at that time. Next to her was a four-year-old girl named Hongqin who knew how to flush her face. "

"Then why does she get involved with Jianzong?"

"At that time, I was thinking about letting the old servant of the General's Mansion take her to hide in the downtown area and lead a worry-free life, but the old servant saw that I was her old lady's deceased, and he dissipated after handing over Hongqin to me. One last breath.

With Hongqin, I lived with her in the world for 2 years, until Wutong Academy finally knew about me, and I couldn't bear it, and wanted to arrest me. "

Turning his head, Jiang Lin asked, "Why don't you bring her back to the academy?"

Listening to Jiang Lin's words, Zhen Xian just shook his head.

"I see." Jiang Lin sighed softly, "not only is your master not letting her, for fear that she will disturb your spiritual heart, but also because of yourself, you don't want to take her back."

"Yes."

Zhen Xian stroked the ink plate.

"It's only been two years. She is only ten years old, and her small face has just been sharp, and she has four or five points similar to her mother~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The guilt and self-blame keep tormenting me, and then If this goes on, I am afraid that I will be enchanted.

Fortunately, at that time, a mountain elder of Jianzong came to Beiming Kingdom to select the roots. It happened that Hongqin was pregnant with the sword bones, and was a good seedling born to practice kendo.

Wutong Prefecture and Wanjianzhou.

I thought that I would never see each other again for this life. This was also the best ending, because I killed the third prince. Although he was not innocent by colluding with the monk, he was mortal after all. According to the rules, I also went back to Wutong Academy to think about it.

What I didn't expect was..."

Zhen Xian raised her head and looked at the white clouds flying by in the sky, not knowing whether she was crying or laughing.

"When I thought about going out of the peak of reflection for ten years, the first thing I saw was her..."

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