After being kicked from the sky by Nan Yuan, Jiang Yang fell straight down. Feeling the whistling wind in his ears, Jiang Yang experienced a very fast bungee jump.
Moreover, this bungee jump does not have a safety rope, which is very exciting.
When he was about to hit the ground, Jiang Yang quickly used his hands to pinch the spell.
The broken sword held up Jiang Yang's body steadily and flew towards Qingyuan Mountain not far away.
…
The snow is falling heavily and the mountains are silent.
Jiang Yang jumped off the sword and landed firmly on the ground.
Jiang Yang glanced into the view for no reason and saw a memorial tent set up in the front yard and his own memorial tablet in front of the memorial. The corner of Jiang Yang's mouth inevitably twitched.
I am a good guy, but I am dead.
"Ouch——"
Jiang Yang was startled by the sudden exclamation.
Looking through the weak light, I saw a little... girl nestled in a sheltered corner in front of the Taoist Temple.
Jiang Yang wiped his eyes hard and took a closer look. It was indeed a girl.
The little girl was sitting in a corner, with a big book box placed beside her to block the cold wind. She was covered with thick clothes, but strangely there was no snow falling around her.
Although there were still snowflakes as big as goose feathers floating in the sky, when they were about to fall on her head, they suddenly turned a corner and fell to the side.
"Who are you?"
"Condolences."
"Oh... why don't you go in to get out of the wind and snow?"
"No, just go in and don't worry about me."
Zhao Hongdou smacked his lips. He was very unhappy to be woken up from his sweet dream. He opened his eyes a small slit, glanced at the person, and then waved his hand, telling him to ignore her. After the person left, Zhao Hongdou twisted his body and waved.
Get into a more comfortable position, put your clothes on your head, and prepare to take a nap.
The cold wind and heavy snowfall did not affect her at all.
Underneath, there was a layer of light covering her body, isolating the wind and snow.
Jiang Yang briefly exchanged a few words, shook his head, and entered the Taoist temple on his own...
After a while, Zhao Hongdou suddenly opened his clothes and frowned slightly.
Recall the confused look of the man in front of me just now.
Rustling.
Zhao Hongdou took out a small portrait from his pocket and looked at it carefully.
Before coming here, my grandfather was afraid that he would worship the wrong master, so he painted this specially for himself.
The painting is of the dead leader of Qingyuan Temple.
Zhao Hongdou looked at the small portrait, recalled it again, and murmured: "Aren't these the same?"
Immediately, Zhao Hongdou moved, picked up his book box, jumped into the threshold, and followed the Taoist priest...
——
The backyard is dotted with white snow, a few dim lanterns are swaying under the eaves, and the backyard is still immersed in sleep.
Jiang Yang didn't wake anyone up and came to his bamboo house in a familiar way.
Surprisingly, there were candles lit in the room.
Creak——
Jiang Yang pushed the door open, but it was unlocked. It made a slight sound and soon fell silent.
The room didn't change much from when I left.
But it was obvious that someone was living here these days. The stove was turned on and the room was warm. Jiang Yang couldn't help but tugged on his collar and took a breath.
I looked around and saw no one at the desk, but there was a candle lit.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Yang walked towards the bed curtain.
He wanted to see who was brave enough to seize the use of this room while he was away.
The girl's embroidered shoes were neatly placed on the ground.
There are fox balls, clothes, jackets, belts on the hangers on one side...
Um?
Jiang Yang became more and more curious. He walked closer and stretched out his hand to open the bed curtain.
Through the dim candlelight on the desk in the distance, I saw Xiong Miaoyun lying on his side on the bed.
She was covered with a thick quilt, only her mature cheeks and her right hand pillowed under her cheeks were exposed. Her eyes were closed and her breathing was steady.
Jiang Yang stood by the bed and stared at it for a while. He was so entranced that he couldn't bear to wake her up.
"Woo~"
Maybe it was because the bed curtain was opened and a breeze blew, Xiong Miaoyun murmured softly, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she shrank back into the quilt.
Jiang Yang smiled knowingly and sat carefully on the edge of the bed.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Xiong Miaoyun moved her hand under her cheek, as if rubbing her neck. After a few breaths, she tried to open her eyes and took a look at the sky outside.
His eyes glanced elsewhere inadvertently.
Xiong Miaoyun stared at Jiang Yang for a long time, then suddenly a silly smile appeared on his face.
Then she patted her forehead gently and slurred:
"Oh... why am I dreaming again? I've been dreaming about you these past few days."
Jiang Yang frowned and said nothing.
"I can't forget it, I can't forget it in this life... Tell me, why are you so annoying? What are you doing in my dream... Go away, go away."
As he spoke, Xiong Miaoyun turned over, facing inward and with his back outward, as if he didn't want to see Jiang Yang.
"I don't want to miss you... I am Xiong Miaoyun. I don't want to be tied down by a man. In the future... I want to do big things. I don't want to like you and never forget you... Wuwuwu... …”
At the end of the sentence, the person under the quilt actually sobbed softly: "But I really can't forget you... I dream about you every night... What do you think is good about you? Why can't I forget you... The world Why are there so many men?"
Jiang Yang felt a little distressed and his nose felt sore.
Xiong Miaoyun turned her head and tried to glance back. Seeing that Jiang Yang hadn't left yet, tears welled up in her eyes and she pursed her lips: "You go, you go..."
Jiang Yang pursed his lips gently, and Xiong Miaoyun quickly turned around, grabbed Jiang Yang's palm, and put it against his face: "Don't go-"
"You must be cold down there, right? Why are your hands so cold?"
Warmth flowed through Jiang Yang's palms, and he slowly squatted beside the bed and got closer.
Xiong Miaoyun blinked, obviously still looking like he was not awake, and said to himself: "I don't know what's good about you, but I just can't forget you. In fact, I started paying attention to you a long time ago. At least you started paying attention when you first went up the mountain... There are two masters in Qingyuan Temple. I want to know how you can become a disciple of Qingyuan Temple. Even I was rejected as a disciple. I am not convinced."
Um?
Xiong Miaoyun was rejected from going to Qingyuan Monastery to become a disciple?
As far as Jiang Yang knows, Xiong Miaoyun's qualifications are not bad, but he is usually busy with various affairs of the Giant Bear Sect and neglects to practice.
Such qualifications are already very good outside.
Master and uncle actually refused?
"But, you hid in the mountain for ten years and never came down. I thought... until Master Yuheng came down from the mountain, you would be the leader."
"Do you know why Xiong Da ran to challenge it in the first place?"
"Hehe, I ordered him to do that..."
"The elders were all opposed to it at the time, saying that even if the two real people left, you wouldn't be easy to mess with, but I didn't believe it."
"I just want to see what you are capable of..."
Jiang Yang's eyes widened... I'll go. No wonder Xiong Da came to challenge him as soon as his uncle came down the mountain. So?
"After you tried it out... you surprised me more and more, and I became more and more curious about you, until..."
"God knows how happy I was that day. I know what "girlfriend" means... You like me, right?"
Jiang Yang tilted his head and squatted beside the bed, softly saying "hmm".
"But you're dead!" Xiong Miaoyun suddenly looked away and looked at the roof, his nose turned red and he felt extremely aggrieved.
Jiang Yang was silent for a moment and took a deep breath:
"Miaoyun."
"Um?"
"I have never broken my promise. At Zhennan Pass, I promised you to come back alive, and you will definitely come back alive."
…
Xiong Miaoyun bit her lower lip lightly, raised her eyes and glanced at Jiang Yang. She didn't know why, but Jiang Yang, who entered her dream tonight, refused to leave.
Looking around, it was still early, so Xiong Miaoyun hooked her arms around Jiang Yang's neck and kissed him...
The ice was cold, but it soon became warm. Xiong Miaoyun looked at the face so close, his heart was beating loudly, and he let go of his lips. Xiong Miaoyun swallowed: "I am really shameless, to do this.
dream..."
Jiang Yang raised his eyebrows, with a hint of smile in his eyebrows.
"why are you laughing?"
"Well... If you don't hurry up, it will be daybreak and I will leave."
Xiong Miaoyun's breathing was obviously a little heavier. He rolled his round eyes, raised Jiang Yang's chin, and breathed out the fragrance: "Okay then..."
Before Jiang Yang could stand still, Xiong Miaoyun pulled him onto the bed...
After a while, a Taoist robe was thrown out from under the quilt, followed by inner clothes and trousers, and a bellyband embroidered with peonies.
In the quiet room, the sound of breathing became increasingly rapid.
Outside, heavy snow is flying, and the evergreen bamboos are rustling in the wind.
Vaguely, I seemed to hear the creaking sound of the wooden bed, and finally a heavy breathing sound...
Everything goes as planned.
…
As the woman's arched instep lowered, the sweat on her forehead flowed down her face, and the pain of breaking out of the cocoon spread throughout her body, Xiong Miaoyun completely woke up.
Her whole body was as hot as a little fire person, but she couldn't bear to let go of the man she was holding in front of her.
The old wooden bed stopped creaking.
Xiong Miaoyun lay on the bed blankly, his eyes wide open, and the blush on his cheeks had not gone away.
A hand gently stroked her cheek, and a familiar voice came from her ear:
"Miaoyun, I seem to have a breakthrough?"
Xiong Miaoyun raised her head blankly and looked at the man in front of her: "Ah?"
Still a little confused.
"I broke through Qi Refining and advanced to the God Refining Realm..."
Xiong Miaoyun blinked, shook his head vigorously, looked down, and finally understood what happened.
Looking at Xiong Miaoyun like this, Jiang Yang always felt a little strange.
Just when he was about to kiss Fangze, Xiong Miaoyun suddenly hugged Jiang Yang with both hands, tears streaming down his face. The two of them clung tightly to each other and reluctantly separated for a moment.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu This chapter has been completed!