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    Ling Xiaoruo's mind has been thinking about everything she had with Yun Jingxuan. Therefore, when Ling Xiaoruo heard that sound, she was still so immersed in her thoughts that she couldn't help but hesitate when someone called her name.  No reaction.

    Zifeng stood on the white snow in a purple brocade robe. He held a fist in front of him and a fan hanging down by his side. He stared deeply at the woman who was tightening her clothes and stepping forward in the snow.  Her sword dance just now fully demonstrated his soft sword skills. Although she had no internal strength to help her, she still danced very well, which reminded him of those days and nights when he taught martial arts.  The sword skills she used made him have some doubts about her, so he called Ling Xiaoruo when she was defenseless. Now, she turned a deaf ear to the name. It seemed that she was not Ling Xiaoruo.  Xiao Ruo.

    Because of having such thoughts in his heart, Zifeng felt extremely lost.

    Ling Xiaoruo lowered his head, tightened his clothes and walked forward. What kept popping up in his mind was Yun Jingxuan's snow-white back. This seemed to be the first time he left her back. In the past, she always left first. Why did she  When you see his decisively leaving figure, do you feel sad and lost?

    How could her heart be so messed up?  Could it be that she really fell in love with Yun Jingxuan?  How can it be?

    "Ah¡ª¡ª" While thinking hard, Ling Xiaoruo suddenly hit his head. When he was going crazy, he suddenly looked back and saw a man wearing purple robes standing in the snow. His head  Wearing a golden crown and a gorgeous outfit, he fully demonstrates his coquettish temperament.

    Seeing her looking back at him, Zifeng opened the folding fan in his hand and swayed gently by his ears. The two strands of hair on the temples started to flutter in the wind.  There was no deliberate evil smile in his eyebrows, and he looked handsome and handsome.

    Ling Xiaoruo stared at Zifeng. His eyebrows were like blades, flying into his temples. The outline of his face was like an ax carving. His tall and straight purple figure was like a dendrobium broken out of the rock, standing proudly against the snow.  This was the first time she had taken a closer look at him. In the past, she had only thought that he was as coquettish as a flower, but little did she know that his appearance was also unparalleled.  Moreover, at this time, he gave her a sense of leisure, and besides the freshness, there was a faint sadness lingering between her eyebrows.

    However, no matter how handsome he was, the twisted silk jade fracture fan that kept shaking in his hand really made her muscles beat wildly.

    Once she had such an idea, the previous unhappiness in her mind was completely gone, and all she could think of was teasing and joking. She raised her eyelids and said jokingly: "Are you wearing a down jacket? Is it so hot?"

    Zifeng was looking at Ziqing with deep eyes. As soon as these words came out, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised and he asked doubtfully: "What did you say?"

    What is a down jacket?  Why can't he understand?

    Ling Xiaoruo rolled his eyes and didn't intend to pay attention to him anymore. He turned around and walked towards his palace.  She needs to think about how to face her senior brother. She really doesn't want his senior brother to be hurt in any way. Also, she must develop a good medicine to turn her hair black, so that her heart will be more stable.

    However, when she took a step forward, she felt a flash of lightning flash by her ears. In a blink of an eye, the man who was standing next to her suddenly stood in front of her. With his arrival, there was also a burst of lightning.  The smell of incense.

    "I have something to ask you." When Zifeng arrived, there was no expression on his handsome face and he only said coldly.

    Ling Xiaoruo was slightly startled by the cold words she had never heard before. She raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her, and saw that his face that used to be full of smiles was covered with frost and snow. It turned out that Zifeng also had such a cold face.  one side.

    Ling Xiaoruo saw his cold face and his face turned into ice, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

    Zifeng looked at her instantly changing expression, but the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he asked directly: "Where did you learn your swordsmanship from?"

    Ling Xiaoruo blinked. She didn't know why he kept struggling with this issue. Without raising her eyelids, she replied impatiently: "Didn't I tell you that I created it myself?" After that, Ling Xiaoruo turned sideways and wanted to start.  He stepped over.

    But faster, Zifeng stretched his iron arm forward, quickly clamped Ling Xiaoruo's arm with his big palm, and asked coldly: "Impossible, don't I know your qualifications? Do you think you can deceive me?  ?Tell me, where is she?"

    The test just now let him know that Zi Qing is not Ling Xiaoruo. If this possibility is ruled out, then Zi Qing must have learned the swordsmanship from Ling Xiaoruo. There is no way that there is a third person in the world who can know him.  Swordsmanship.  Absolutely impossible!

    Zifeng¡¯s strength was so amazing that Ling Xiaoruo felt extremely sore in her arm. Because of the pain from being pinched, she glared back angrily, shook her arm and struggled to free herself, shouting: ¡°Let me go!¡±

    What is he talking about, thatwho is she?  She doesn't understand it at all!  Why are ancient men so rude and hands-on? Isn't it said that ancient people were very conservative?  Isn¡¯t it said that men and women cannot be intimate with each other?  What happened to this world?

    Zifeng narrowed his eyes, increased the strength in his hands, and shouted coldly: "Did Ling Xiaoruo teach you your swordsmanship? Where is she?"

    The words "Ling Xiaoruo" resounded above Ling Xiaoruo's head like thunder in summer.  She suddenly forgot about the strength of her arms being restrained, and only raised her eyes to stare at Zifeng. The three words she had forgotten in the darkness of the night suddenly rushed into her mind at this moment. It turned out that those three words were hers.  She had been thinking about Yun Jingxuan's name, so she didn't notice it at all. Otherwise, she would have looked back like a reflex in such a sudden situation.

    How did Zifeng know that she might be Ling Xiaoruo?  He asked if Ling Xiaoruo taught her the soft sword technique. Could he be the master of Yueji Palace, Jun Li?

    ??Zifeng is Junli?

    Once Ling Xiaoruo had this idea, he felt that it was impossible. How could it be possible?  The temperaments between Zifeng and Junli are so different. How could they be the same person?

    When Ling Xiaoruo was astonished, he thought of the elegant man in white clothes and a white jade mask. When he first saw him, he was standing on the rolled eaves, and the long wind rolled up his white robe, as noble as orchid.  As gentle as jade.  When I saw him again, he was dancing with his sword among the flowers, his figure was as elegant as the wind, and he stood tall and tall.

    When she was in Linan, whenever she was in danger, he would appear by her side and take care of her silently.

    But how could this make her believe that he was Zifeng?

    The second senior brother who never wanted to see her, the slut who she always bullied.

    To her, this was like a bolt from the blue!

    "What are you doing? Let me ask you, do you know Ling Xiaoruo?" Zifeng's deep voice sounded again as his thoughts drifted.

    Ling Xiaoruo was agitated, as if waking up from a dream. She raised her eyes and looked at Zifeng, and asked without answering, "How do you know Ling Xiaoruo?"

    When Zifeng heard what Ling Xiaoruo said, his handsome eyebrows stretched, and he actually stretched out his arms to hold Ling Xiaoruo's arm and asked with concern: "Do you know where she is? Now she can  good?"

    Ling Xiaoruo was deeply moved when he saw the unmistakable concern in Zifeng's eyes. He recalled the night when he was abducted by the man in the bronze mask. He seemed to have been seriously injured by the snake. In order to protect her, he was really hurt.  Too much damage.  All these injuries were caused by her. She couldn't let him be hurt anymore. Let him forget about her from now on!

    After having an idea in her mind, Ling Xiaoruo suddenly lowered her eyes and her face became serious. After she exhaled, she slowly said: "Some time ago, before I came to Yanbei, I was captured by Xuanyuan Hong's soldiers. At that time  She appeared in front of me and saved me. Seeing that I had no self-defense skills, she taught me the sword technique, saying that it could withstand a temporary attack, and then she left on her own."

    "Leaved?" When Zifeng heard this, he was full of disappointment and could only murmur.

    Ling Xiaoruo nodded and said, "Yes, she left. Because she saved me, I asked her where she was going."

    After hearing this, Zifeng raised his handsome eyebrows and asked with expectation in his eyes: "What did she say?"

    Ling Xiaoruo stared at him and said, "She said she was going to a far away place and would never come back. She said she wanted to forget everything that happened around her."

    These words undoubtedly drove Zifeng into the abyss of invincibility. Will she never go back?  Does she no longer want her parents and brother?

    Did Yun Jingxuan really hurt her so much that she never wanted to go home again?

    Thinking of this, Zifeng's hand on Ling Xiaoruo's arm tightened deeply. Ziran, that kid actually forgot about Ling Xiaoruo. He really should be beaten!

    "Second Senior Brother, you pinched me!" When Ling Xiaoruo learned that Zifeng was Jun Li, his attitude towards him became much better and his voice became softer.

    However, her soft words brought unexpected results. The man with a worried expression suddenly let go of the hand holding her arm, and his handsome face became cold again, and his eyes looked cold.  There seemed to be a hint of disdain in it.

    Ling Xiaoruo's eyes widened slightly because of his sudden change. Before he could think too much, he heard him say in a low voice: "If you don't like Senior Brother, then tell him clearly and don't do anything to him from now on."  Appear in front of him again, so as not to make him fall in love. Senior brother is a long-term lover, and I don't want him to be hurt in any way because of you. If the person you like is fifth junior brother, don't try to welcome him or refuse him, or tease him.  , he deeply hurt another kind-hearted woman for you."

    "Just now, the senior brother proposed like that, but Ziqing remained silent. At that time, he knew that Ziqing didn't like the senior brother. In order to avoid embarrassing the senior brother, he said those words.  Then he saw Ziran hiding in the bamboo forest. From his deep phoenix eyes, he knew that Ziran had a deep love for Ziran. For some reason, Ziqing never agreed to Ziran.  Could it be that she just wanted to play with her senior brother and fifth junior brother?

    If this is the case, he will never let Zi Qing go!

    After Zifeng put down his words, he turned around and walked away coldly, leaving behind the curling Xinxiang and Ling Xiaoruo who was still in a daze.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)He was speechless. At that time, he knew that Ziqing did not like his senior brother. In order to avoid embarrassing his senior brother, he said those words.  Then he saw Ziran hiding in the bamboo forest. From his deep phoenix eyes, he knew that Ziran had a deep love for Ziran. For some reason, Ziqing never agreed to Ziran.  Could it be that she just wanted to play with her senior brother and fifth junior brother?

    If this is the case, he will never let Zi Qing go!

    After Zifeng put down his words, he turned around and walked away coldly, leaving behind the curling Xinxiang and Ling Xiaoruo who was still in a daze.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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