Huang Luoheng cried for half a quarter of an hour until she couldn't even breathe, and she slowly let go of her hand that was holding Chen Xian's waist at some point.

She raised her head, but saw Chen Xian lowering her head and looking at her with a smile. She quickly took two steps back, and her cheeks with tears suddenly turned red.

"You, why are you..." She gasped slightly, her chest undulating.

Chen Xian smiled and interrupted the woman's words. He stepped forward openly and grabbed the latter's hand, and said warmly: "This place is too broken. Let's talk about it in another place..."

Huang Luoheng was suddenly grabbed by his hand, and she felt a stuttering in her heart. Due to her face, she subconsciously wanted to throw it away, but she also noticed that the other party's palm was cold, obviously because she had been injured before...

Chen Xian held the wriggling Poyun Sword Female Man, who was wriggling with a wriggling Poyun Sword, and the latter pouted, his face was sometimes cold and sometimes hot, and he was obviously having a fierce struggle in his heart... However, in the eyes of outsiders like Ru Su Xinchong, he looked like an angry young wife was being taken home by her husband...

Not far from Hongde Gate, Lishui City, you can see a small hill called Yueshan, and there is a small pavilion on the side of the mountain road.

Chen Xian pulled Huang Luoheng to sit in the pavilion, and then waved his hands to Su Xinchen, who was far behind him, and said impatiently: "Go away, it's time for me, Chen Xingzhi to strengthen my husband's leadership. Don't look at me, stay there!"

After saying this, his eyes rolled again and he coughed dryly, "Cough, who can Qingqing stay, Xiao Su walk away..."

"What kind of husband-in-law is the husband and wife of you!" Huang Luoheng had just calmed down at this moment. When he heard this, he felt a burning fire on his face. She subconsciously wanted to touch the long sword on her waist, but hesitated for a moment.

However... the masters fight, the winner is often only in one thought!

Chen Xian suddenly raised his hand and pulled her upper body into his arms, then held the woman's calves and made her lie on his legs.

"You, what are you doing!" Huang Luoheng was suddenly attacked, and forgot to resist for a moment. He only knew that he could turn a pair of Danfeng eyes into a round, and his voice trembled.

"Pa--" Before she could finish her words, she felt a pain on her buttocks.

"Chen Xingzhi, you--" Huang Luoheng suddenly realized what was going on. She struggled in a hurry, but the previous wanton move had already exhausted most of her strength. At this moment, because of shame and grievance in her heart, it was even more difficult to exert force. She could not escape the other party's clutches for a while!

"Ba"

Another slap, slapping her ass... This time the other party seemed to have stayed for a while...

Huang Luoheng wanted to shout loudly, but his words came out of his mouth, but he lowered his voice: "You thief who killed thousands of swords, don't let me go-away-"

"Um--"

Suddenly, the hand fell down again. This time... it didn't hurt at all, but it was rubbing it gently...

Huang Luoheng was suddenly caused by this, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do. Not only did he stop struggling, he couldn't even say anything.

Chen Xian stopped when he saw that he was fine and raised his hand to help the woman in his arms up...

Huang Luoheng was breathing quickly. The flush on her face had spread to her neck. Her eyes were staring fiercely at the person in front of her. After a few seconds, she pursed her lips and raised her hand, and quickly slapped the other person's face...

The palm was getting slower and slower in the air, and finally fell on Chen Xian's face, and it seemed like... the caress of a lover.

Chen Xian covered the green and plain hand on his face, smiled, looked straight at the other person's eyes, and said softly: "Luo Heng, I'm sorry."

Huang Luoheng just wanted to pull his hand back, but he felt that there was no trace of strength in his body. Even the innate true energy he had just raised suddenly disappeared...

"Sorry, I didn't go to find you first..." Chen Xian narrowed his eyes, grabbed the other party's hand and slowly stood up: "Also, thank you for saving me..."

"I, I saved you because... you saved me when I fell into the water!" The woman explained weakly.

Chen Xian still smiled and said, "Yes, I saved you, you saved me again. This is the fate that has been cultivated in many lifetimes..."

"Who...who is destined to be with you, don't talk nonsense!" The female hero of the Poyun Sword, who is usually cold and frosty, actually stutters nervously at this moment.

The night wind slowly passed by, blowing a strand of the woman's hair on Chen Xian's face, tugging his nose, then he raised the other person's hand and rubbed his nose: "Actually, I have always had a question."

Huang Luoheng felt that this atmosphere seemed to be confining time and space. His eyes could only see the person in front of him, and his ears could only hear the other person's gentle breathing and the gentle words.

She spoke in a daze: "What are your questions..."

"What do you care about the most in this world?" Chen Xian's expression became serious.

"Is it the White Lotus Sect that overthrew the imperial court and then you became a royal relative?"

Obviously Huang Luoheng had thought about this question, but when Chen Xian asked about it, she was stunned and slowly shook her head: "No..."

"That's the practice of peerless martial arts, a heroic and righteous man in the world, rob the rich and help the poor, and draw a sword to help them when they see injustice?"

Huang Luoheng shook his head again: "No..."

"That is to build your own ideal country somewhere in the southeast with the brothers and sisters of the White Lotus Sect?"

Huang Luoheng hesitated for a moment, and finally shook his head.

Chen Xianyang smiled faintly with the corner of his mouth: "So, what exactly do you care about the most?"

The woman raised her head slightly, and her eyes were no longer as cold as she was in the old house in Zhugan Lane. Instead, she was gentle and trusted. When she faced Chen Xian's gaze, she first pursed her lips, and then she opened her cherry lips: "I... I once wanted to overthrow the tyrannical emperor, but later I wanted to be a female hero..."

Chen Xian smiled and let go of her hand, gently raised his hand to gather the messy hair on her forehead, and then used his hands to wipe away the tears from his jade cheeks.

"I..." Huang Luoheng felt a little strange. She felt as if she was in a dream. Since she returned to Fujian, she often thought of the scholar named Chen Xingzhi. This kind of thought turned into missing over time.

When she saw a arrogant military advisor Chen in Ye Zongliu's military camp, she urged Su Xinchen to go to Hangzhou to invite the scholar she knew...

In the end, Chen Xingzhi came from Hangzhou and defeated Chen Jianhu on the battlefield. She was a little happy, but she blamed herself for the dead.

So, for the first time in her life, she carefully dressed up for someone, sneaked into the heavily guarded Lishui County in the middle of the night, but found that this person was actually doing a miserable life with the woman in the room...
Chapter completed!